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Digital Battle Royale
1
December 31 2002 late afternoon
All was quiet in Japan, in America, in the rest of the world. No end of the year disturbances. No wild Digimon running about, intent on causing mass chaos. Yes, it had been a very, very peaceful day.
To the Chosen Children, it was reason for suspicion.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
"Daisuke, what ever happened to your friends? Why are you not outside playing with them?!?"
BANG With every bang that passed, a small dent in the wall became deeper and deeper.
Jun gritted her teeth. "And how many times are you going to throw that at the wall?!"
"'Til I can see your bedroom?"
Jun groaned and left the doorway. Daisuke threw his soccer ball against the wall again. BANG. "This really sucks. No battles, no new Digimon, not even so much as an argument. How the heck are we gonna stop Oikawa if we can't even find him?" BANG.
::ding::
"Hey," said V-mon, standing on the tips of his toes to look at Daisuke's computer, "You've got mail!"
"Alright! Maybe Koushiro found some Dark Seed kid we can save!" Daisuke jumped off his bed and leaped to his computer. Both the Chosen Child and Digimon held their breath expectantly as Daisuke clicked "open".
"Aww it's just some junk saying I won a free trip." Daisuke glared at V-mon in a way that plainly said "How dare you make me so excited over that?"
"Sorry... where to?"
Daisuke moaned and clicked "close". And clicked "close". Repeatedly. "Argh this won't close... hey- wha?!"
Jun came back into the room. "Hey what's going on-" She stood speechless as she saw the computer screen glow a bright, vivid scarlet that engulfed Daisuke completely. "What on earth are you watching?!" She ran to him, into the light.
"No Jun, don't!" V-mon piped.
After a great flash of light that filled the room, the light rapidly receded. Daisuke and Jun had both disappeared. "Daisuke? DAISUKE!! Jun..." V-mon gaped helplessly at the computer screen as the email finally closed itself with a message:
::You have won 1 free one-way trip to the Digital World::
18 students remaining
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