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The Return of the Chosen

Prologue- Visions, Worries and Phone Calls

The night was hot and humid, ten people in eight different houses tossed and turned in their sleep. Little did they know it but all of them were having similar dreams. The dreams were all so real, they could almost be visions of happenings in a world that was so far away that only a few people knew it even existed. Those who did know about this world cared about it so much but were unable to help it, and this tore their souls to shreds. The tossing abated slightly only to be replaced by a cry that shook the night. Ten bodies shot up in bed, awake and breathing hard.

One of them an eighteen year old boy with mouse brown hair got out of bed and moved to his door. Hoping that his cry hadn't woken everyone in the boarding house, he left his room and made his way to the much airier kitchen. As the boy reached the kitchen, he was met by another boy his age making for the same room. The two sat together in silence for a few minutes.

"So you felt it too huh?" asked the other boy.

"Yeah!" came the reply.

"Do you think the others felt it?"

"Definitely."

After this slight exchange the boys known as Jenrya and Takato left for their rooms to fail at going back to sleep again.

In the morning all ten of those people moved unbidden to an old hut in the park in the west Shinjuku. The shed was really small so no one went inside but they all waited out side instead knowing that the others would come whether this had been arranged or not. Takato and Jenrya got their first. They were shortly followed by the twins Ai and Mako, and Jenrya's younger sister Shiuchon.

The five of them milled around outside talking and smiling with forced cheeriness, as they waited. Finally everyone else arrived, Juri ran straight for Jenrya for comfort whereas Ruki hung back from the crowd of milling tamers, obviously still haunted by the horrors of their joint dream, until Takato approached her and enveloped her in a hug. All the other tamers stopped and stared at this, half expecting Takato to be sent flying across the park with a black eye. Instead, Ruki responded, not by hitting Takato, but by hugging back. The two of them eventually noticed that they were being stared at, and broke apart looking at the bewildered tamers oddly.

"What?" asked Takato. Kazu took it upon himself to answer with another question.

"Are you two an item?" He asked suspiciously. Ruki placed her hand behind her head in a very Takato-esque style. After an exasperated silence Jenrya decided to start.

"He he, thought we mentioned it!" she said as the others grew sweat drops.

"Okay, so putting aside Takato's and Ruki's budding relationship-"

"It's not budding!"

"-I don't care, we need to discus the meaning of the dreams." He finished after glaring at The previously mentioned couple.

"That's easy Jen," said Ryo "It means the digital world is in trouble, and we need to help it, duh!" There was a murmur of agreement from the others while Jenrya sighed.

"I know, but what can we do, we have no way of reaching the digiworld, and even if we did we don't have anything to protect us this time." He said, always the voice of reason.

Suddenly Takato's mobile started ringing.

"Moshi-moshi,... hai, hai. Masaka!... Yeah, sure tomorrow sounds cool.... Yes arigatou!" As the phone call ended everyone was wondering why Takato was looking almost insanely happy. That was until he looked up, grinning like a maniac.

"Guys, we have a scheduled meeting with Yamaki-san at 8:00am. Remember folks brings cards and D-arks."

Okay, so that was short, meh! Um... next chapter like thingamajig will be along shortly. Remember, review for me or face the consequences... Mwha ha ha ha haaaaa!

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