Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Author's note: I thank everyone for their patience, and I apologize if this chapter is boring, lame etc. This is my first fic so bear with me.
The Cast Part 1: Jason Johnson.
From Jason Johnson's point of view-
Hermit…outcast…I've heard all of those names before. I really didn't think that they applied to me. Sure I lived all of my life in a cabin on the Rocky Mountains and I never got close to a city…that doesn't make any difference does it? Deep down I began to realize that maybe there is something to those words.
As the sun rises over the mountains you can see a beautiful sight. In the Rocky Mountains this was no exception. The numerous grass-laden hills and mountainsides shimmered in the early mountain air. The majestic rivers and streams sparkle as the day passes. On one mountain rests a small cabin, as far away from civilization as possible but somehow this house did not lack technology. From the outside you could see numerous solar panels powering who knows what on the roof. The inside contains only two pieces of electrical technology, an old refrigerator, and a laptop. Don't ask me why the inhabitants live so far away from anyone, or why they dislike technology. The reason probably is that they wish to be isolated.
Standing tall, the brown-eyed, 16 year-old youth surveyed his surroundings. He recognized this to be Just down the mountain from his cabin. The wind blew his black hair into his eyes as he began his trek towards home. The journey began relatively quickly despite the oversized backpack, a gift from his grandparents, that he always carried. Inside he always kept a sleeping bag, tent, blankets, a spare change of clothes, and enough food to last for a few days because he liked to stay prepared. His name was Jason Johnson and he knew that he was on this world for a reason; he just didn't know what it was yet. While hiking up the mountain, the quickest way he knew, he heard a faint growl. He paused, hoping to hear the noise again. Standing for a few minutes Jason realized that the wind could have carried the sound for miles. Then he heard it again and began to travel in the direction of the noise. After hiking for a mile he found the source of the growl. A bear cub had wandered away from its cave and got its foot caught in an old bear trap. The trap was situated in the bushes by a clear flowing river, hidden from plain sight. Thinking that the cub's mother was probably searching for it Jason immediately began trying to free the trapped infant. A sharp realization hit him as he tried to free the baby bear, 'this trap is relatively new,' he thought. He immediately began to work faster, fearing a poacher would approach at any moment.
Click
He heard the trap open. Slowly Jason eased the bear's injured paw out of the trap. Seeing the blood coming from the wound, he began to make a bandage out of his pant leg. While tearing a piece of cloth, he realized that the trap was still a danger. Bandaging the bear, he vowed to trip the trap and get rid of it. Jason believed that the nearby river would be the safest place to leave it, so he threw a stick into the trap and caused it to close. Then he set about dislodging the chain and finally threw it in the river where the depth hides all. Not forgetting the baby bear, he began to carry it and find the nearest cave, for the cub could not have traveled very far. After finding the cave and relieving himself of the bear cub, he began to return to his house.
Not more than 2 miles down Jason's path, two hikers had gotten lost. One was complaining about a foot ache while the other was worried about the approaching night.
"It'll be getting dark soon," said the second hiker.
"We need to take a break," the first complained, "my foot hurts."
"What is more important our survival or your blasted foot? We need to find shelter from the dangers of the night," the second hiker replied annoyed.
Jason had seen their plight. He was less than three miles away from his house but his concern for the unfortunate hikers made him delay his plans for a good nights rest in his bed. Cautiously approaching the distraught pair, he said, "Forgive me but I heard of your trouble, can I be of any service?"
"And who might you be?" replied the man with the foot ache.
"My name? Well if it will make you trust me, I'll tell you," Jason said while offering his hand, "the name is Jason Johnson."
"Is there any shelter nearby?" asked the rational hiker.
"My house is three miles from here, but from the looks of you two, you wouldn't make the trip," replied Jason, "don't you have any camping supplies?"
"It's all at our campsite and we can't find it"
Thinking that this was hopeless, Jason finally said, "you can use my tent, and I'll sleep outside in my sleeping bag tonight."
The hikers both thanked Jason heartily.
As dusk fell, the complaining hiker had fallen asleep; the other was awake and was talking to Jason. "What are you doing this far from civilization?" Jason asked.
To this the man replied, "Well…I suppose that it wouldn't hurt to tell you. My partner and I both enjoy the quiet outdoors, but on our hike we got lost."
Jason's face went flush as he thought 'these could be the men that set the bear trap. They are lucky that I will never under any circumstances leave a poor creature to suffer or die.'
The man interrupted his thoughts by saying that it was getting late and how they should get some rest.
In the morning, just after dawn, Jason awoke to see the two hikers standing over him.
The first man said, "we would be honored if you would help us find our camp so we could repay your generosity."
To this Jason replied as he stood up, "Why should you repay me? It is my belief to help anything in need. To accept anything would be wrong."
The men patted him on the back and bid him farewell. Soon they left talking of the youth's charitable spirit in the direction that they believed was the fastest way to camp. Jason began packing up his camping supplies and completed his journey home. Once he arrived at his house, he quietly walked to his room for he did not wish to wake his parents. His room consisted of a closet, a bed and numerous tables. While changing his jeans, he noticed something strange on one wooden table. He saw his laptop that he received after he begged to learn about the urban lifestyle but on top of the closed computer he noticed something that wasn't there when he left. He moved closer taking off his backpack. It seemed to him to be a cloth band with some metal in the middle. He didn't realize that he was looking at a watch. The black band was adorned with numerous white symbols that he didn't understand. His curiously picked it up and examined it.
"My grandparents must have sent this," he said to himself. He was about to put it on his wrist when he heard his parents awaken. Quickly putting the watch in his pocket, he walked out of his room with backpack in hand. He approached his drowsy parents and asked, "Did my grandparents send anything recently?"
To this his father replied, "Not since your birthday a month ago. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just curious," answered Jason. But then he changed the subject. "I'm planning another hike this morning, would either of you like to accompany me?"
His parents both replied that they couldn't go. This was his parents' usual attitude; they never wished to leave the cabin unless they had to. Sighing he went to the refrigerator, grabbed some food, and put it in his backpack. Shouldering the load he made his way out the door. When he got outside he remembered the strange thing that he put in his pocket. He brought it out and realized that he could secure it on his wrist with the band. The second he put it on Jason was immediately enveloped in a bright light. When the light vanished, the young man was nowhere to be seen.
Well that was the first introductory story with my character Jason Johnson. Tell me what you think. No bad reviews unless you can back up your criticism with useful suggestions. Iltahti or as your character is called Lauren Winters, I still need your finished character. If I do not receive the information by April 7, 2002, I will be forced to remove your character from the story. Now I don't want to do that so please send me the information. If any character wishes to see their individual character's introduction before I post it just let me know.
Author's note: I thank everyone for their patience, and I apologize if this chapter is boring, lame etc. This is my first fic so bear with me.
The Cast Part 1: Jason Johnson.
From Jason Johnson's point of view-
Hermit…outcast…I've heard all of those names before. I really didn't think that they applied to me. Sure I lived all of my life in a cabin on the Rocky Mountains and I never got close to a city…that doesn't make any difference does it? Deep down I began to realize that maybe there is something to those words.
As the sun rises over the mountains you can see a beautiful sight. In the Rocky Mountains this was no exception. The numerous grass-laden hills and mountainsides shimmered in the early mountain air. The majestic rivers and streams sparkle as the day passes. On one mountain rests a small cabin, as far away from civilization as possible but somehow this house did not lack technology. From the outside you could see numerous solar panels powering who knows what on the roof. The inside contains only two pieces of electrical technology, an old refrigerator, and a laptop. Don't ask me why the inhabitants live so far away from anyone, or why they dislike technology. The reason probably is that they wish to be isolated.
Standing tall, the brown-eyed, 16 year-old youth surveyed his surroundings. He recognized this to be Just down the mountain from his cabin. The wind blew his black hair into his eyes as he began his trek towards home. The journey began relatively quickly despite the oversized backpack, a gift from his grandparents, that he always carried. Inside he always kept a sleeping bag, tent, blankets, a spare change of clothes, and enough food to last for a few days because he liked to stay prepared. His name was Jason Johnson and he knew that he was on this world for a reason; he just didn't know what it was yet. While hiking up the mountain, the quickest way he knew, he heard a faint growl. He paused, hoping to hear the noise again. Standing for a few minutes Jason realized that the wind could have carried the sound for miles. Then he heard it again and began to travel in the direction of the noise. After hiking for a mile he found the source of the growl. A bear cub had wandered away from its cave and got its foot caught in an old bear trap. The trap was situated in the bushes by a clear flowing river, hidden from plain sight. Thinking that the cub's mother was probably searching for it Jason immediately began trying to free the trapped infant. A sharp realization hit him as he tried to free the baby bear, 'this trap is relatively new,' he thought. He immediately began to work faster, fearing a poacher would approach at any moment.
Click
He heard the trap open. Slowly Jason eased the bear's injured paw out of the trap. Seeing the blood coming from the wound, he began to make a bandage out of his pant leg. While tearing a piece of cloth, he realized that the trap was still a danger. Bandaging the bear, he vowed to trip the trap and get rid of it. Jason believed that the nearby river would be the safest place to leave it, so he threw a stick into the trap and caused it to close. Then he set about dislodging the chain and finally threw it in the river where the depth hides all. Not forgetting the baby bear, he began to carry it and find the nearest cave, for the cub could not have traveled very far. After finding the cave and relieving himself of the bear cub, he began to return to his house.
Not more than 2 miles down Jason's path, two hikers had gotten lost. One was complaining about a foot ache while the other was worried about the approaching night.
"It'll be getting dark soon," said the second hiker.
"We need to take a break," the first complained, "my foot hurts."
"What is more important our survival or your blasted foot? We need to find shelter from the dangers of the night," the second hiker replied annoyed.
Jason had seen their plight. He was less than three miles away from his house but his concern for the unfortunate hikers made him delay his plans for a good nights rest in his bed. Cautiously approaching the distraught pair, he said, "Forgive me but I heard of your trouble, can I be of any service?"
"And who might you be?" replied the man with the foot ache.
"My name? Well if it will make you trust me, I'll tell you," Jason said while offering his hand, "the name is Jason Johnson."
"Is there any shelter nearby?" asked the rational hiker.
"My house is three miles from here, but from the looks of you two, you wouldn't make the trip," replied Jason, "don't you have any camping supplies?"
"It's all at our campsite and we can't find it"
Thinking that this was hopeless, Jason finally said, "you can use my tent, and I'll sleep outside in my sleeping bag tonight."
The hikers both thanked Jason heartily.
As dusk fell, the complaining hiker had fallen asleep; the other was awake and was talking to Jason. "What are you doing this far from civilization?" Jason asked.
To this the man replied, "Well…I suppose that it wouldn't hurt to tell you. My partner and I both enjoy the quiet outdoors, but on our hike we got lost."
Jason's face went flush as he thought 'these could be the men that set the bear trap. They are lucky that I will never under any circumstances leave a poor creature to suffer or die.'
The man interrupted his thoughts by saying that it was getting late and how they should get some rest.
In the morning, just after dawn, Jason awoke to see the two hikers standing over him.
The first man said, "we would be honored if you would help us find our camp so we could repay your generosity."
To this Jason replied as he stood up, "Why should you repay me? It is my belief to help anything in need. To accept anything would be wrong."
The men patted him on the back and bid him farewell. Soon they left talking of the youth's charitable spirit in the direction that they believed was the fastest way to camp. Jason began packing up his camping supplies and completed his journey home. Once he arrived at his house, he quietly walked to his room for he did not wish to wake his parents. His room consisted of a closet, a bed and numerous tables. While changing his jeans, he noticed something strange on one wooden table. He saw his laptop that he received after he begged to learn about the urban lifestyle but on top of the closed computer he noticed something that wasn't there when he left. He moved closer taking off his backpack. It seemed to him to be a cloth band with some metal in the middle. He didn't realize that he was looking at a watch. The black band was adorned with numerous white symbols that he didn't understand. His curiously picked it up and examined it.
"My grandparents must have sent this," he said to himself. He was about to put it on his wrist when he heard his parents awaken. Quickly putting the watch in his pocket, he walked out of his room with backpack in hand. He approached his drowsy parents and asked, "Did my grandparents send anything recently?"
To this his father replied, "Not since your birthday a month ago. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just curious," answered Jason. But then he changed the subject. "I'm planning another hike this morning, would either of you like to accompany me?"
His parents both replied that they couldn't go. This was his parents' usual attitude; they never wished to leave the cabin unless they had to. Sighing he went to the refrigerator, grabbed some food, and put it in his backpack. Shouldering the load he made his way out the door. When he got outside he remembered the strange thing that he put in his pocket. He brought it out and realized that he could secure it on his wrist with the band. The second he put it on Jason was immediately enveloped in a bright light. When the light vanished, the young man was nowhere to be seen.
Well that was the first introductory story with my character Jason Johnson. Tell me what you think. No bad reviews unless you can back up your criticism with useful suggestions. Iltahti or as your character is called Lauren Winters, I still need your finished character. If I do not receive the information by April 7, 2002, I will be forced to remove your character from the story. Now I don't want to do that so please send me the information. If any character wishes to see their individual character's introduction before I post it just let me know.