Flames engulfed a small town causing the housing to crumble into the streets below. The smell of burning flesh and the screams of humans filled the air. Amongst all the horror stood a young boy wearing rags for clothing that barley fit upon his frail skin looking at his surroundings aimlessly. It wasn't until he saw a figure of a man watching him from inside the flames blocking the road ahead of the boy. The boy began to run to the man calling to him.

"Father! Father please, don't go!" He yelled in his small voice, running as fast as his small legs could take him. It wasn't until the man turned and started walking away before tears began to fall from the child's face. "No, Father; please... don't leave me!" The boy was so upset and blinded by sorrow that he didn't see the rock in his path, he tripped and his body hit the hard ground. Smoke than began to pervade the air so wholly that nothing could be seen and only the noise of screaming and a baby's crying could be heard.

It wasn't until the young pre-teen shot opened his eyes that he heard the constant voice of a young girl that he awoke from his nightmare. "Big brother... big brother? Hey, Oniisan, wake up." He locked his eyes with the small figure gazing at him and saw his younger sister knelling over him.

"Shuichon," he said sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "What are you doing up already? It's not even dawn yet."

"You were having a nightmare and you woke me up," stated the young girl. "What were you dreaming about?"

He didn't answer at first but soon a reassuring smile crossed his face. "Nothing you need to worry about. Now go back to sleep Shuichon." He than laid back down and covered himself with his blanket.

"But ... Jenrya" Shuichon decided that it wasn't worth the fight and followed orders, laying beside her older brother settling herself for sleep.

Jenrya wasn't going to sleep though; his eyes remained open replaying his dream in his mind. He then glanced at the little white digimon sleeping soundly on the opposite side from his sister. He smiled once again and tried to go to sleep, which wasn't working as well as he had hoped.

Medieval Tamers:

Chapter 3: Meeting Jenrya

The morning sun slowly rose over the sleeping party. Takeru was the first to awaken; he sat up tried to rub his sweaty head. He soon realized that he was still wearing the helmet that he was using as a disguise. He would prefer to not sleep with it on but he knew he had to for a little while longer. He looked over at Kenta, who was supposed to be keeping watch for the night slumped over his sword that was planted into the ground, snoring. He inwardly sighed and looked over to Hirokazu who was sleeping not too far off. After a moment of contemplating silently he took off his helmet to shake out his dirty hair. After drying out the inner metal with his shirt he decided to wake the sleeping watchman. Guilmon was closely sleeping next to him so he tried to get up as quietly as possible. Though with Guilmon's keen senses it was to no effect.

"Takato?" Guilmon said, raising a sleepy eye and looking at his tamer.

"Shh," Takato or Takeru whispered, quickly placing his helmet back on his head. He looked over to the still sleeping guards and then back at his digimon. "Sorry, but I have to keep whom I really am secrete for a little while longer."

"Why, they're not going to force you to go back to the castle."

"I know, but I can't go wondering around other villages without knowing who I am. I just know my parents will have some people out looking for me... Plus, if I told them who I was they would probably say my name somewhere on accident."

"...Ok, Takato err... Takeru, I'll be careful."

"Thanks."

Takeru then turned and walked over to the snoozing watch keeper; he knelt beside him and after shaking his head in disappointment he pulled out his sword and hit Kenta over the head with the handle. Kenta's eyes shot opened in shock as he fell to the ground. He grabbed the back of his head in slight pain and sat up to face the laughing Takeru with fire in his eyes.

"What in the heck did you do that for?" Kenta demanded.

"Just be thankful that I wasn't a bandit."

Kenta jumped up and pulled out his sword. Takeru just seethed his sword in a mock, confidant attitude.

"Why I ought a..." Kenta said, about to charge until Hirokazu intervened.

"Would you two stop it already it's too early to be dealing with the two of you. Could we all just get along until we get to Hypnos and back?" Hirokazu said still lying in the ground, half-asleep.

Kenta just seethed his sword and sat down with a loud thump. "Whatever, the troublemaker gets breakfast though." He said, venomously looking at Takeru.

If they two Jr. Knights could see through the helmet that the young prince in disguise was wearing they would see that he had one eye arched and a half smile. 'If they only knew who I really was... It's going to be amusing when I finally reveal myself to them.' "No problem, let's go Guilmon," Takeru ordered, as he grabbed the canteens and a food sack.

"Coming," the red digimon said, following the boy quickly as they ventured into the thick forest, leaving the view of the others.

Hirokazu sat up and looked over at Kenta, "Is it just me or had Guilmon softened up to Takeru awfully quickly?"

"I don't know, but I'm really tired of that cocky jerk," Kenta fumed. "I wish Takato was here. He would show him a thing or two."

"Hmmm."

"What?"

"Oh... nothing." Hirokazu said, waving his hands in front of his face. "Just thinking."

"Whatever..."

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Takeru and Guilmon made their way to a small stream that Guilmon had heard a little ways off. The general area was pretty much clear except for the occasional bush here and there. Birds were singing their morning song as the two partners went along with their assigned duty. Takeru knelt beside the stream's edge; he took off his helmet and soaked his hot head in the clear blue waters. After cooling off he got a few sips of water and then began to fill the canteens for the others. Before he was able to fill the last canteen he was interrupted by the scream of a child's scream. He quickly turned to where the sound originated.

Farther up stream was a young girl, seven maybe, running along the stream's edge. She wore a simple pink dress that tied in the back and wooden sandals. Her hair was up in two small pigtails, with a few small bangs falling onto her tear-streaked face. Just as she got a few feet farther to where he and Guilmon were a large, rock digimon came out from the trees.

"Rock Punch," the digimon yelled as he sent sharp rocks flying at the young girl. She was able to jump out of the way, but she was now lying on the ground looking up in terror at the towering, rouge digimon.

"Guilmon! Digivolve!" Takeru yelled, immedietly deciding to come to the young girl's aid. At that moment Guilmon began to glow a bright red and his body began to grow into a larger dinosaur type beast. "Growlmon, stop him!"

"Right," Growlmon answered.

He began to charge the rock digimon, but was soon stopped by a barrage of ammunition being fired. The rock digimon's "skin" began to chip apart as he was being fired at. Growlmon stopped in mid-strife as he looked on as a large rabbit digimon with a machine gun came out of the forest. He lifted his gun and aimed at his adversary, though, the other digimon quickly retreated across the stream into the opposing trees. After he lowered his gun the digimon looked over to where Growlmon and Takeru were standing. He was about to say something until a boy around Takeru's age came out into the opening.

"Shuichon!" He yelled as he began to run to the younger child.

"Jenrya!" The young girl yelled back. She opened her arms and allowed him to pick her up. "Oh oniisan, I knew you would save!"

"Hey! I'm the one who did all the work!" The digimon yelled in a mock hurt tone.

"Yes, thank you Gargomon. I could have been seriously hurt if it wasn't up to your brave rescuing." Shuichon said, making the digimon smile with delight.

"Watch it kid," Jenrya said. "You're going to over inflate his fat head with those kinds of compliments."

"Ha ha, now look behind you Mr. Jokemon. It seems we have company" Gargomon said, pointing down the stream. Jenrya turned to see the Growlmon and the prince of Nordame standing before him.

"Your majesty!" Jenrya yelled as he placed Shuichon in the ground. He bowed down in front of the revealed Takato with Shuichon doing the same, more mimicking her older brother than anything.

"Err," Takato stuttered, now realizing that he was no longer wearing his helmet. He quickly grabbed it and put on his head. "Majesty? What are you talking about? I'm not the prince of Nordame," he said with a nervous laughter.

"Of course you are! Your digimon evolved into a Growlmon and you look exactly like him. I remember seeing him in a festival in your kingdom."

"Are you a resident of Nordame?"

"No, we were just passing through," Jenrya said, still in his previous position.

"Well, now that you know who I am you do not have to stay bowed to me. I'm trying to stay hidden."

Jenrya and Shuichon rose to their normal stance. "May I ask why, your majesty?"

"Let us just say that I am not really supposed to be here..."

"Another question?" Takato nodded. "Why are you in the middle of the forest, unguarded, miles from Nordame?"

"Well, I sent two of my Jr. Knights to attain information from the Kingdom of Hypnos. That's all I really need to say."

"... Hypnos?" Jenrya said, cold sweat begging to form on his face.

"Yes, why? Do you know something?"

"Something, not really. Just an incident..."

6 Years Ago:

In the middle of the night a six year old Jenrya was hiding behind a cracked door, looking into his house's living room where his father and a cloaked woman were speaking.

"You have no choice. We either forcefully take you and burn your quaint village to the ground, leaving no survivors, or you come willingly and spare the lives of your family. Which will it be?" The cloaked woman said, with an uneasy calmness in her voice as she talked about such mindless destruction.

"... I'll come, but you will have to kill me before I work for such an evil purpose."

"I think we will be able to work something out. Hypnos is a beautiful kingdom, and when everything is complete, which it will be," she said with the last part more harsh than the rest of her sentence, "it will be more glorious than before."

"Let's just go. I don't want anyone to see me with you."

Jenrya's father was led out of the house by the woman and the left into the night. Jenrya ran out to the window to see the two walking down the dirt path. He then ran out the door, and tried to stop them.

"Father, no, don't leave!" Jenrya yelled, calling out to his father.

His father and the woman turned to the small boy. "Jenrya, go home! Protect your mother and sister."

"No, don't leave!"

"Jenrya... please" His father pleaded quietly.

"I don't have time for this," the woman said as she formed small fireball in her hand. She then unleashed it and it went flying towards the boy.

"No, Jenrya, run!" His father yelled, trying to make his way to his son. He was soon stopped by a blunt object hit his head and sent him to unconsciousness. The woman looked over to the young boy as he was hit by the fireball and flew to the ground.

"I don't have time for you either... this place would be better if it was burnt to the ground." She looked down at the unconscious man beside her. "...What he doesn't know won't hurt him." She then raised her hands and summoned a large fireball that was sent into the sky, illuminating it. "That should give us enough time to get away from this... peasant village." She then whisked him up with some sort of magic and began to take him away from his village, home, wife, daughter, and his injured Jenrya who was able to watch as everything burned.

The two boys were standing a few feet in front of one another. Jenrya's hand was clasping the shirt over the spot where he was hit many years age. Takato was watching in utter silence as Jenrya finished.

"Hypnos is full of monsters!" Jenrya said, balling up his fists. "Only monsters would be able to destroy a whole village without second thought- without a care!"

"Oniisan..." Shuichon said, with tears brimming in her eyes.

Jenrya calmed down a bit to give his sister a reassuring smile. "It's ok, I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell."

"That's okay, oniisan!" She said, back to her normal tone.

"What happened after that?" Takato asked.

"I passed out shortly after my father was taken, but when I woke up the fire was put out and I was in what remained of my home. I was brought there by one of my neighbors that survived. My mother and sister were able to survive, but my mother sustained burn injuries when she protected Shuichon from falling debris. She then died shortly after from the infection that it caused..."

"Jenrya... I'm so sorry. I-" Whatever Takato was about to say was interrupted by Jenrya, who grabbed his shoulders.

"I'm coming with you."

"Nani?" Said a Takato, slightly surprised by this demanding request.

"At least until we get there. I have a score to settle, and hopefully I'll be able to find my father."

"... I suppose it would be pointless to try and stop you. We're both heading in the same direction."

"Thank you, your majesty." Jenrya said as he made a quick bow. "You have no idea-"

"Takeru?" Came a loud voice from inside the forest. "Hey, metal head, where are you?" Tokato's eyes narrowed at the last remark, and turned to Jenrya.

"That would be Hirokazu and Kenta. They are accompanying me."

"Takeru? Jenrya said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. Takato was about to reply when he heard Kenta's voice calling for him.

"Takeru," Hirokazu said as he pushed trough thick underbrush. Once he as able to get a clear view of his surroundings he saw Jenrya, Shuichon, and Takeru standing by the stream. "... Who are you two?"

"I'm Jenrya and this is my sister, Shuichon," He then looked down at the small white digimon that had taken his place next to him, "and this is Terriermon. Takeru was nice enough to try and save my sister from a Rockmon."

"Hmm… Hey, Kenta, I've found him." Not ten seconds after he was called did Kenta come out of the forest.

"About time we found metal-" Kenta stopped in mid-sentence. "Who are these two?"

"That's Jenrya and his sister, Shuichon. The small white digimon is Terriermon. Takeru apparently helped saved the girl."

"Helped! He just stood there!" The white digimon yelled.

"Terriermon," Jenrya warned.

"Metal head? He wouldn't be able to stand up to a rockmon... not even a pebblemon!" Kenta joked

"Well, maybe not him, but Growlmon would be able to." Hirokazu said.

"Growlmon?" Takato repeated. He then turned around to see the still evolved Growlmon standing directly behind him. "Growlmon! Why haven't you devolved?"

"Devolving's hard, I barely used any energy," Growlmon replied. "Um, Tak-"

"Growlmon!" Kenta shouted. "I thought you could only evolve with Takato?"

"Kenta!" Hirokazu yelled. "That is Takato."

"What!" He looked in Takato's direction, who then took of his helmet to reveal himself. Hirokazu mentally hit himself for not being able to see it sooner. "Takato, what are you doing here?"

"I just had to go with you. Guilmon has always protected me, and if he is in danger I have to help him."

"Agh! And all this time the cocky metal headed jerk was you! Why didn't you tell us?"

" I had to keep my identity a secret. I didn't want you to accidentally reveal myself in public… I'm really sorry I deceived the two of you."

"... Well… I'm just glad we don't have to spend anytime away from each now. But, you do know that when we return everyone's going to kill us?"

"Slow and painfully, Kenta, slow and very painfully." Takato laughed.

Everyone began to get acquainted with their three new traveling partners. But, unknown to them was that far away they were being watched by two young humans, perched in a tree. The male leaning against the body of the tree and the female leaning out with a pair of binoculars.

"Ready to have some fun Renamon?" Asked the female.

"Yes, Ruki," replied a fox digimon that appeared in thin air, landing beside her.

Author's Notes:

Thanks for reading, and I hope you reply. I've put a lot into this chapter so I hope I only get good reviews. Flames are accepted as long as I can build something off of it. You may want some Japanese translations, even though it was pretty obvious what the all meant.

Oniisan: big brother

Imouto: little sister

Nani: What?

I want lots of reviews please! Feel free to ask questions!