Oh yeah, this is where some of the language will come in. I don't care if they're only eleven, some younger, some older. I wouldn't write this story if I didn't write it the way I want to. Anyway, it'll be mild cursing.

As you've most likely have noticed, the chapter names are titles or lyrics from songs or quotes from games and anime. Anyone know where they all came from? They'll be throughout the story, along with some original poems I've come up with. Of course, the songs aren't mine.

Also, as new Digimon appear, I'll post their stats at the end of the corresponding chapter. I know, it kinda sounds corny, but I want to do this to show that I'm not some chick who liked Yama so decided to create a story about him and a girl and stuck her with all the qualities of a Chosen Child for the hell of it, even if I don't understand the whole concept of Digimon. I love Digimon as a whole, not just for the characters.

Now, for this light-hearted chapter in this drama, as the Digiworld turns.....

Disclaimer: Nope, Digimon ain't mine. All original stuff is property of moi.

Spirit, Sleeping Somewhere Cold

Chapter 3: Just a Simple Girl, In a High Tech Digital World

"--key! Wakey! Wakey! Wakey! Wakey! Wake--!"

"ALRIGHT! Geez, just stop---"

Mitori woke up in a more than pissed mood. She wasn't sure when she had blacked out; one minute, she had been plummeting towards a planet and the next she found herself waking up to a squeaky voice screeching what seemed directly into her face and something bouncing up and down on her chest. She had snapped open her glittering angry green eyes to meet large.... ruby.... non-human eyes.....

Attached to a head. A large head. A large head that had blinking scarlet eyes, and a goofy but very toothy grin.... and that was it. No body attached to it.....

Had she a mirror she would have laughed at herself as her glare disappeared and was replaced with a look of utter horror that turned her face blue. It wasn't every day that someone woke up from falling to what looked to be an inevitable death to find themselves perfectly intact, with a head staring at them. She did what most other people in her position would have done.

She screamed.

"AIIIEEEEEEEEEE!" In a frantic movement she tossed the head off of her and somehow managed to scramble backwards until she backed up against a tree. "Wh-what the hell are you?!!"

The head, which had somehow landed upright safely on the ground, giggled and answered. "I'm a Digimon, a Digital Monster, and my name is Miaomon! What's your name? Well, it's to meetcha! Me? Oh, I'm fine, except a little hungry---"

Mitori raised a hand to stop the "thing's" ramblings. "Excuse me while I reevaluate my sanity." She then proceeded to slap herself. "Okay...." She winced a little as she rubbed her cheek. "I'm not dreaming...." She took a second to make sure her ears weren't clogged and rubbed her eyes. Then she looked at the bouncing head again with a sour expression.

It was a head all right. It looked to be the head of some sort of creature, completely white save for what looked like a cat's tail that had dark blue bands around it and its tip. Also, two round ears stuck up out of the top. The big, feline-like ruby eyes stared back at Mitori unblinking. The toothy grin was still plastered on its face.

Mitori pointed at it. "So you're a Digimon?"

Miaomon closed its eyes in a smile. "Yup!"

"And your name is Miaomon?"

"Yup!"

"And you're digital?"

"Yup!"

"So that means you're not real?"

"Yu- I mean, of course not!" Miaomon opened its eyes again. "I'm real alright, it's just that I'm not measured like you humans. For example, I'm not measured in pounds, but Gigabytes, terms of memory. I weigh 8.0 Gigabytes."

Mitori was still questioning her sanity inside (she is talking to a head, after all), but on the surface she seemed relaxed and asked another question. "Why are you measured in Gigabytes? Are we inside a computer or something?"

"Um, not quite." Miaomon looked thoughtful for a moment, gazing up and scratching its "chin" with its tail. "You see, we're in DigiWorld."

"DigiWorld?" /That sounds like the name of an RPG world or something./ "Does that stand for Digital World or something?"

"Yup! You're a smart one!" Miaomon giggled again and looked at Mitori once more. "Everything here in DigiWorld is digital. The trees, the land, the sea, and even me!"

"...Okay." Mitori just decided she was insane. She figured it would happen sooner or later so she decided to go with the flow. "So what am I doing here?"

"Hmmm...." Miaomon took on its thoughtful pose again and thought for a full minute. Then it smiled and laughed. "I dunno!"

Mitori fell over.

"All I do know is that you and I are partners!"

"Partners?" Mitori asked, pushing herself up into a sitting position.

"Yup! You and I were destined to meet! For what? I have no clue! But I'm so happy to finally meet you!" With that last exclamation Miaomon bounced into Mitori's lap with a giggle.

Mitori sighed. There was no getting out of this, it seemed. She was stuck in some foreign world with a talking head, and there was no use trying to convince herself she was dreaming. She tentatively raised her hand and stroked Miaomon's fur, not too surprised to find it soft and silky.

"So, um, Miaomon, what exactly are you?"

"I already told you, I'm a Digimon."

"No, I mean are you a boy or a girl?"

Miaomon looked up at Mitori with question in its ruby eyes. "Boy or girl? What are those?"

"Ah, you know, it's how you tell one gender from another. Guy or gal. Dude or chick. Man or woman. Or maybe in your case, mon or womon."

Miaomon blinked twice, then chuckled. "You're funny."

Mitori felt the onset of a headache.

"I don't think I'll understand until I get bigger. Maybe when I evolve," Miaomon continued, more to itself, "you can tell me, or I'll be able to tell to you."

"Evolve?"

"Yup, it's a trait among all Digimon, and it can only occur if we have a lot of energy, so we eat a lot. When we get strong enough, or if we are in danger, we can evolve and grow bigger instantly. How we grow bigger? When Digimon evolve, we transform into stronger Digimon so that we can protect ourselves. Why would we want to protect ourselves? Well, there are good, peaceful Digimon, like me, but then there are also mean Digimon that like to fight and pick on smaller Digimon. The more powerful the Digimon, the more they can evo--"

Mitori clamped Miaomon's mouth shut with her hand. "I think I've had quite enough for now." /Not to mention you have a cute, but annoying, habit of asking and answering your own questions./ "If you say there are dangerous Digimon around here, then I guess we should get moving." She scooped the Digimon into her arms and stood up.

"That's a good idea, but where are we going?"

"This is the world you live in. Don't you know where we are?"

"Nope! Never been to this part of DigiWorld, ha ha!"

/I should have seen that coming./ "So we're lost?"

"Not really. We just don't know where we are!"

Mitori felt her right eye twitch involuntarily. "Great...."

"Um, hey, you haven't told me your name. You do have one, right?"

"Huh?" Mitori had been lost in the consideration of banging her head against the tree. "Oh, yeah. I'm Mitori. Kamichi Mitori."

Miaomon tried the new words out for itself. "Kahm-mee-chee Mee-toh-ree. That's a long name."

"You can call me Tori for short. That's what my..... friends would call me."

"Toh-ree. Tori. Got it!" Miaomon then noticed the sudden forlorn expression on the human's face. "Something wrong?"

Mitori was just hit with a fact. She was probably the only human in this world. She was surrounded by alien landscape with no company save for the furry head in her arms and what could be thousands of other monsters lurking in the shadows.

/So this... is what it feels like to be truly alone./

"Tori! Oi! What's the matter? Are you hungry or something?"

Mitori snapped out of her reverie and gazed down at the little Digimon. "Nani? Oh, I'm fine.... Well, I guess I could use a snack. Just let me... Ah! My bag!" Her verdant eyes darted around the small clearing they were in. "Oh, I must have dropped it when I fell!" She finally spotted her black backpack in the low-hanging limbs of a nearby tree. "There!"

Miaomon bounced to the ground as its human partner walked over to the tree. "What are you doing? What's so important about that?"

"There's.... food in..... that bag," Mitori grunted as she tried to clamber up the trunk, only fall to the ground painfully on her rear. "Ouch... that's not gonna work."

"Allow me! Growling Blow!"

A growl, then a small burst of compressed air came from Miaomon. It was right on target, and the small attack rustled the sapphire leaves of the tree and disturbed the limb that trapped Mitori's belongings, causing it to fall into her waiting arms.

"Cool! How were you able to do that? I had no idea you were so strong, Miaomon!"

"It was nothing." Miaomon blushed slightly, then bounced over to its partner's side as she began to rummage through her bag. "So what's in there?"

"All kinds of stuff. I'm glad most of this didn't melt.... Here." Mitori unwrapped a granola bar and held it out to her Digimon.

"Um, what is that?" Miaomon cautiously sniffed the contents in Mitori's hands.

"It's food from my world. It's pretty healthy, and since you need to eat I---"

"Smells yummy!" Miaomon didn't wait for the girl to finish and proceeded to consume both the food and the hand that held it.

"OI!! LEGGO!"

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"So, how are we going to do this, Izzy?" Yagami Taichi asked the younger Chosen Child.

All seven of the children sat in a circle with their companion Digimon at their sides. After Takeru called back his older brother, Taichi initiated the start of an important conversation. With only four of the seven Digimon able to reach their ultimate level, the task of returning to their world and finding the eighth Child was going to be a difficult one. Even the combined forces of Metalgreymon, Weregarurumon, Megakabuterimon and Garudamon weren't enough to defeat Myotismon. They couldn't wait for the Crests of Hope, Faith, and Purity to activate. They had to go now! However, the question was where would they go? Gennai had informed them that Myotismon's castle held the gateway into their world, but they had no idea where that was!

"I'm.... not sure, Tai." Izumi Koushiro answered. As it was customary of him, his fingers were glued to the keyboard of his yellow laptop, his dark eyes scanning the information on the screen. "According to the map of the Digital World, it's highly probable that Myotismon's castle is located northwest of our location. Once we get out of this forest, we should reach a dark wasteland. However, it's really no use going there if we don't know how to open that gate."

"Not to mention," Yamato said, "Myotismon most likely will have a ton of his lackeys around, each more powerful than the last."

"Maybe we're just better off waiting for another message from Gennai," suggested Kido Jyo, the oldest of the group.

"We don't have time for that!" Taichi angrily formed his hands into fists. "We can't just sit around and wait for a sign! Myotismon could have already found a way to Japan!"

"Tai, getting upset won't help us any," Takenouchi Sora said softly. "Right now we need to think."

"What's important is finding that Child," said Sora's pink bird-like Digimon, Biyomon.

Taichi growled a little, but otherwise did not say anything else. A tension-filled silence ensued. Takeru, as the youngest and most innocent of the group, sought to put his peers at ease with a light-hearted and curious question.

"I wonder what the eighth Chosen Child will be like?"

Six curious pairs of eyes turned to the little boy, and the Digimon smiled knowingly.

"Maybe he'll be your age, T.K.," said his partner Digimon, Patamon, from where he sat perched on the boy's green hat.

"Yeah!" Takeru looked up at Patamon with hopeful blue eyes. "Then we can play together!"

Tachikawa Mimi, silently thankful for Takeru breaking the tension, formed a smile behind her buckskin gloves from where they lay folded on top of her drawn up knees. "What makes you think the eighth Child will be a boy, T.K.?"

"Whaddya mean, Mimi?"

"I just know the eighth Child's going to be a girl," Mimi answered, clapping her hands together at the thought. "I hope she has long hair. Just think of all the things we could do with it!"

/Who's we?/ Every male human and Digimon in the group thought.

"I agree with Mimi," Sora said. "We could use another girl on the team. What do you guys think?"

Taichi and Yamato exchanged glances, then shrugged and said in unison, "As long as we don't have another Sora, we don't really care!"

"Oi! What's that supposed to mean?!"

"I must say I'm with the girls," voiced Jyo's aquatic Digimon, Gomamon. "It's better a girl than another Tai! Ne, Jyo?"

"Well, um, yeah," he answered, pushing up his glasses in a slightly sheepish gesture. "If we had another Tai, we would surely be doomed."

The said leader was loudly voicing his protest as the others laughed, so no one at first noticed the small beeping noise. It was Tentomon, Koushiro's insectoid Digimon, that called everyone to attention.

"Do you guys hear that?" he buzzed curiously.

Everyone at once silenced and noticed the sound. They immediately took out their respective Digivices. What was shown on the screens of the small devices were seven small red dots, indicating the location of all the Chosen Children. The beep was alerting them of another red dot near the top of the screen.

It showed that north of their location was another Chosen Child.

"This.... can't be," uttered Taichi. "Izzy! Isn't the eighth Child supposed to be in Japan?!"

"Well, yeah. It doesn't make sense. I'm sure that Gennai would have told us if he had arrived in DigiWorld!"

"What are we waiting for?" said Taichi's peppy reptilian Digimon, Agumon. "Let's go get him!"

"Yeah!" Taichi jumped to his feet. "Let's hop to it, minna!"

"Hold on, Tai," said Yamato said, standing up as well, facing the other boy. "We don't know if this could be trap."

"But we won't know unless we go and see for ourselves!"

"And risk putting everyone in danger again?!"

"Hey, you two! Calm down!" Sora said, getting between the two to stop a potential fight.

"We should be glad that we may have found the last Child, not fighting!"

The girl's efforts weren't wasted, and the two calmed down. It helped that there were strong feelings between the three of them. Koushiro sighed, then gave his view on the situation.

"Matt has a point about this being a trap, but at the same time that is highly unlikely. We all know the effect that Digivices have on evil Digimon, so it's plausible to conclude that Myotismon wouldn't possess one, nor any of his minions."

"So that means we can go check it out?" Taichi asked hopefully. Koushiro confirmed this.

"Let's just hope that Myotismon doesn't reach him first and turn him against us," warned Jyo as he stood up with the others.

"Aw, Jyo, stop thinking like that!" Mimi said cheerfully as she clapped him on the back, not noticing the movement caused a slight blush to rise to his cheeks.

Taichi's voice rang out clearly in the day. "Ikuzo, minna!"

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DigiWorld. The Digital World.

Even with danger lurking around every corner, Mitori couldn't help being entranced by its exotic beauty. Most of the trees held glittering sapphire foliage, something no tree on Earth possessed. The skies were strange mixtures of all shades of blue, and the clouds were the only thing that seemed remotely familiar. In all of her travels, Mitori had never really been anywhere that was completely devoid of civilization. It was an oddly empty feeling, yet something she welcomed. Sometimes she just wanted to be completely and utterly alone, and now she was. Well, not really, she did have Miaomon, but of course one would feel lonely if one their kind is not with them.

A small sigh escaped from her. She really could use some sleep. After her Digivice, as Miaomon had called it, had started to beep and she noticed seven red dots gathered in one area south of where she was, they had decided to head towards them. It may have meant that more kids were here, but she couldn't be sure. Her Digimon was taking a nap, curled up comfortably in her lap, and Mitori knew that she should be sleeping as well, but her mind just wasn't at ease. Who would sleep when there was a 99.9 percent chance that a monster could come out of no where and attack you?

Even though Miaomon had told her that most Digimon wouldn't attack unless threatened, Mitori couldn't but be a little paranoid. She was only slightly comfortable with the company of her Digimon, and other than that she was still wary of her surroundings. She looked down at the sleeping critter, and she suddenly felt protective of the little thing. Maybe that's why she was still awake, to look out for Miaomon.

Mitori's thoughts began to wander to other things. Like her dream, that voice, her flashback.... and Yamato. She mentally berated herself for that. This was no time to think of those kind feelings! Then again, why had she seen memories of herself in the past with him? And why hadn't she remembered them before?

A sudden movement in her arms jolted her back to reality. "So, you're awake now."

Miaomon had snapped opened its scarlet eyes. Something in the nearby bushes had caught its attention, and now it was in full alert.

"Miaomon? Something wrong?"

The Digimon relaxed. "It's nothing. Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah." Mitori stood up and held Miaomon in one arm as she slid on her backpack with the other. "So we just go around the edge of the forest until we reach wherever my Digivice is telling us to go, ne?"

They were currently at the edge of the forest they had met in, with the trees to one side and an open field to the other. Miaomon had suggested they walk outside of the forest to avoid the large, aggressive Digimon that most likely inhabited it.

"Yeah, it should lead us to where we're going. I wonder what we'll find."

"Whatever is in store for us," Mitori said as she began to walk towards their destination, "I'm glad we're prepared. Since you've eaten and slept, you have plenty of energy to evolve if you need to."

"Yup!"

"So what's your next form like, Miaomon?"

"I dunno."

"You've never evolved before?" Mitori wasn't too surprised anymore to find that Miaomon could answer complicated questions about evolving but not simple questions like what she had just asked.

"Nope! I've never really been in danger before. How can that be when there are tons of different Digimon lurking around? Well, it's because of where I was raised. I---"

Mitori halted when Miaomon didn't finish its sentence. "What is it?"

Miaomon was staring intensely into the line of trees. "We're being watched...." it growled.

Mitori didn't question her Digimon; she had that feeling too. Everything had felt too still, too quiet. Then there was a loud buzzing noise and disturbance in the woods.

"Look out!" Miaomon cried.

Mitori didn't need to be told twice. She jumped to the side just as what looked like a huge yellow hornet burst from the brush, and she was almost knocked to the ground from a gust of wind that followed after the pursuer missed and flew off into the field.

"That's Flymon, a powerful insectoid Digimon!" the smaller Digimon said. "It's going to come back, Tori, you have to make a run for it!"

"What?! What about you? I'm not leaving you, Miaomon!" Even as Mitori protested, Miaomon bounced to the ground.

"I'm going to protect you!" it retorted, clearly ignoring the other's concern.

Mitori wouldn't stand for it. "You're a head that can bounce and talk! How can you protect me?!"

"You're my partner! I'm going to do whatever it takes to protect you!"

Miaomon defiantly turned its attention to Flymon as it flew in for another attack, the loud whirring noise announcing its approach.

"Growling Blow!"

The attack was much too weak for a stronger Digimon like Flymon, and it had no effect as it beat its wings aggressively towards Miaomon, causing the smaller Digimon to fly into the trees and out of sight.

"Miaomon!" Mitori immediately ran into the dense brush, to find her partner and to slow down her pursuer. The plan proved hardly effective as she heard Flymon crashing through the trees behind her. In her haste, she tripped and fell.

/No! Get up!/ She groaned a bit and started to scramble to her feet, noticing a branch that had fallen to the ground. She snatched that up, then continued on through the undergrowth.

/If it comes to it, I'm not going down without a fight! Miaomon, where are you?!/

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"Tori....."

Miaomon moaned from where it lay at the base of a tree.

/I have to go! I have to help Tori! But I.... can't move..../

A scream was heard, laced with fear.

/Noo! Tori!/

There was a rushing sound, then Miaomon was swept up in a small tornado....

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Mitori looked down. It was black down there. A real long way down. And in a few seconds, she would probably experience that for herself.

Her club had been obliterated. It didn't help that kendo wasn't exactly her specialty, and that taunting big giant yellow flies wasn't a good idea because they could shoot their stingers at you!

Now, she was standing only a few feet from the edge of a cliff. She had thought she was home free when she reached a clearing in the forest, only to stop herself short to keep from plummeting into an abyss. She turned to face the buzzing menace.

So this is what it feels like before you die. No life flashing before your eyes. No sudden calm. Her heart was pounding in her ears. She couldn't seem to catch her breath. In all honesty, she had never been so afraid in all her life. To think, she was going to die, all alone, in another world, at the hands of a freaking fly! Wait a second...

She was in a different world. Miaomon - and how she wished Miaomon was with her! - said that everything here was digital. So if she was here, did that mean she was digital too? This was all starting to look like a game. If she died, she'd just respawn, right?

Right?

She thought of all these things within a few seconds. This could be fun. Maybe she had powers or something! A smirk formed on her face, and she stepped forward to face her attacker, when.....

"Dizzy Claw!"

A red blur came from the trees, streaked towards Flymon, and passed it, leaving a purple slash of energy across it in its wake. The mysterious flash skidded to a halt with its back to Mitori, and Flymon flew off in an awkward flight.

Mitori blinked. "What the-"

"Don't just stand there stunned, you baka!" The voice came from the figure, and held a feminine quality with serious attitude. Head snapping around to the human girl, the figure looked like a little red cat.

"In case you're wondering, you almost got killed, you---!"

"KAWAII!!" At once, Mitori forgot her the fear, excitement, and surprise of the past few moments and scooped up the kitty into a crushing embrace. "I just LOVE cats!!"

"PUT ME DOWN!!!"

Mitori obeyed, and the "cat" landed on the ground with a huff. A closer look revealed to her that this wasn't any ordinary kitty. There was white that started at about the middle of the face and extended down, covering the whole underbelly, the insides of all four pawed legs and enveloping the back paws in white mittens. The rest was covered in color.

Colors way too bright for an ordinary cat.

Red seemed to be the primary color, framing the feline's face and the whole back, running down the sides of the legs and covering the front paws. The red was broken by aqua stripes that also wrapped along the long tail and streaked the two front paws. Aqua was also the color of the feathery tips on the ends of tail and slightly rounded ears. A deep shade of blue was what covered the ears, each with a white spot on the back, and winded around the tail with the aqua.

There were also white, feathery protrusions on each side of the cheeks instead of whiskers, and black, studded leather bracelets around the two forepaws. The little pink nose was a cute feature, but the almond-shaped golden yellow eyes and protruding canines completed the all around wild look.

"Look here, girlie! I ain't no little kitty you can just pamper and pet! I just saved your life! See these things here?" Six gleaming black claws where what was indicated on its front paws. "These are claws, you ijit, and they're dangerous! So I'm dangerous! So next time, wait for me to save your sorry ass instead of playing hero!"

Mitori concluded very easily at that moment that this was most likely a Digimon, but.... She bent down to the Digimon's height and pointed a finger. "Are you Miaomon, by any chance?"

"Hell no! And if ya point that finger at me again I'm biting it off!" The Digimon bristled for a moment longer, then calmed down somewhat and proceeded to explain. "I evolved. The name's Shimamon, toots."

"And from the looks of it, you're a girl."

"Hold on, I ain't done yet! What were ya thinking, standing up to that Flymon like that?!" Shimamon rose from all fours and stood up on its back legs in a human-like manner, glaring at Mitori. "You were about a half-a-second away from becoming fly food! Do you know what would have happened if you were eaten? I would've ripped open that thing's stomach, pull you out, and beat you myself!"

"I'm guessing by that remark you mean you were worried sick about me?"

"Worried? Worried?! I was scared half to deletion!" Shimamon's golden eyes glittered angrily. "What do you think this is, a game?!"

"Actually, yeah." Mitori looked dead serious as she said that.

Shimamon fought the impulse to just smack her right off that cliff.

"Anyway, since you've evolved, you seem have developed a serious attitude."

"That.... happens sometimes."

"It's just too bad you turned out to be a cute little koneko-chan and not something stronger."

"I can still evolve, and I'm not cute! I'm fierce! See?" Shimamon growled, trying to prove her point.

"Right...." Mitori patted her head. "But what do you mean you can still evolve?"

Shimamon sighed. "There are different levels of evolution. As Miaomon, I was at the In-Training stage. Now I'm at the Rookie. Flymon, however, was at the Champion stage, a step higher than I am right now."

"So can't you evolve to Champion?"

"Not now." Shimamon sighed again. This conversation was going no where. "I'm pooped. You got anymore food?"

"Sure, just let me...." Mitori reached back, then a sweatdrop formed on her head. "Ano, eh heh heh heh."

"Don't tell me...."

"It, ah, seems my backpack got ripped off while I was running from that Flymon." She held up her hands in a hopeless gesture.

Shimamon slapped a clawed paw to her forehead. "Great....."

"It looks like we've been chased off track," Mitori reported as she observed their surroundings. "We should move out." She looked down at Shimamon. "Ready?"

The cat-like Digimon sighed again. "Aa, let's get moving."

No sooner had the two started on their way when a group of Flymon emerged from the trees. Shimamon barely had time to react and stood in front of Mitori as a string of Brown Stingers planted into the ground around them, one landing a bit too close and sending the Digimon flying into her partner's arms.

"Shima----" Mitori was just rendered speechless when she realized she had also been thrown.

Time stood still. She seemed to hover in mid-air. She hardly acknowledged several figures emerging from the woods. Some were large, others small, but one thing caught her attention. There were humans, and one in particular stood out.

Emerald locked on crystal blue.

Then, clutching her Digimon tightly to her, she once again found herself screaming, falling......

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stats

Miaomon

Pronounciation: MEE-OW-MAHN

Digimon level: In-Training

Digimon group: Micro

Data size (G): 8.0

Technique: Growling Blow

Description: Kind of like a snowy version of Nyaromon

Name meaning: meowing monster

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Shimamon

Pronounciation: SHEE-MAH-MAHN

Digimon level: Rookie

Digimon group: Animal

Digimon type: Data

Data size (G): 10.0

Technique: Dizzy Claw

Second technique: Vertigo Glow

Description: As my brother put it, a "punk Gatomon". Shimamon is different from other cat Digimon (Gatomon, Blackgatomon, Mikemon) because she is at the Rookie level, rather than Champion, and doesn't wear gloves.

Name meaning: striped monster

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... One of these days I have to rewrite some stuff in this chapter. I just don't like it as much as the others. Well, I did write this as the result of frustration from the first reviews I received.... Maybe that's why Shimamon seems so angry...

The next chapter should explain a few things some readers may have been wondering about, and after that the fic will be pretty much AU.

That little button ain't down there fer nuthin'............