Rika: So I'm in this fic?
CCoD: Yep.
Ruki: I better have a good part.
CCoD: You know, you should be nicer to me. I'm the author.
Ruki: Yeah, so wha-
-Ruki is glomped by a passing Omegamon.-
CCoD: That. Now be a good girl and do the disclaimer and you won't find yourself in a romance fic with Kazu or Kenta.
Ruki: OK, OK! I bow before my master!
-Ruki bows while mumbling profanities-
Ruki: CCoD doesn't own Digimon, but will buy it when he's got enough money. He does, however, own all his original characters and the concept of embedded programs in DigiCores other than the Catalyst and X-Antibody.
CCoD: Read and review, or I'll Pyro Sphere you!
Ruki: You realize rhyming is childish on a Calumon level?
Digimon Compiled
Chapter 1: Preprocessing
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The boy's name was Jeice Corinado, and he was busy. He didn't look like it, though. He was sitting on stool in front of a shop bench, his dark gray laptop perched in front of him, fingers flying over the keyboard. The people chatting with him on IRC couldn't see him, but if they could they'd see a teenage boy of moderate height with brown hair that tangled like a jungle and a decent tan. They would have seen this boy wearing slacks covered in zipper pockets, a black T-shirt and a jean jacket.
They didn't however, and Jeice saw no reason to continue a conversation about signal interception methods. So instead, he closed the chat window and looked at what the rest of the Anime Club was doing. They were watching some boring 'Slayers' movie, so he pulled up the latest game: "Digimon X-Evolution". Beginning a new game, he was drawn in once again as he saw the full motion video of DORUmon, the player's character, drinking at a stream. The game was unreal! The best new feature in this game was that Digimon Modification (DigiModifying for short) was done through DLLs on your computer instead of by slashing cards through a reader. So now you could use any sort of code to DigiModify, or even write your own!
The game began and as expected DORUmon was stricken by a Mushroomon. As expected it pummeled him until... What was this? About now he was supposed to get control of DORUmon, but the game controls didn't kick in! The Mushroomon didn't stop hitting DORUmon until at last, he deleted. DORUmon exploded into a swarm of dots and bits of what Jeice supposed must be data. Digimon were made of data right? An eerie glow came from the Mushroomon as it absorbed the data like nothing! Jeice simply stared at the screen. This was an abomination. Not only were the game characters acting on their own, they were being cruel to one another. He fumbled to turn the computer off, but even the power button wouldn't work. The Mushroomon turned and walked away.
There was nothing to say here. Too shocked to speak, Jeice stared down at the unnaturally behaving computer. Things weren't supposed to be this way. Digimon weren't supposed to act on their own! They weren't real, right? Maybe they were? It certainly seemed so as the Mushroomon kept going, walking further and further into the screen.
Something had to be done. The DORUmon shouldn't have been killed like that! Jeice hunched over to his computer and frantically tried all the options at once to recover the digital being that was bizarrely existing independently of even the computer being turned off. At last his mouse landed on an icon, and there was a flash. Flying towards the screen, the Mushroomon lost data until DORUmon lay on the ground just in front of the game camera.
The newly restored DORUmon got up and turned to its opponent. Mushroomon tried to dodge, but was too weakened from the drain that restored DORUmon. It burst into data as it was defeated. "DORUmon?" whispered Jeice. There was no answer. Instead, the words "Core Program Activate! ShibumiRealize(DigimonName'DORUmon',CreateDArctrue)" wrote themselves onto the game output letter by letter, and Jeice was left to stare at the blue creature looking around from on top of his laptop and the strange device that had been his cellular phone. No one else in the room even turned their head as footsteps were heard echoing down the hall, heavy with the weight of a struggling creature.
-A girl ran down a street lined with houses. They all looked the same, and she was eager to get someplace where they didn't. She was of the sort who enjoyed things being different. Still, no time to worry about that now. She had to get somewhere safe.
"OW!" she screamed as she was hit on the head from behind. "Heat's getting to you, eh Reina Firehead?" demanded the punkish looking boy that had struck her. "No," said Reina meekly, her red hair that had earned her the name swaying as she shook her head. "Oh?" mocked the boy, "Then why didn't you give me the right answers to the math exam?" Reina was always envied for her brains, and bullies would always demand answers from her. It was as though it was the natural order of things. Still, even she didn't know everything! She was also always too weak to fight back. So Reina did all she could, which was to tell the truth, "I'm in 8th grade, I don't know the answers for a 10th grade test!"
Reina was in advanced math and took the 9th grade exam, but this unluckily landed her in the same room with the 10th graders. "Fine then," laughed her tormentor, "I'll just take this." He reached into her backpack and lifted her most prized possession into the air. It was a Digimon trading card her friend had given to remember her by when she moved away. Reina didn't really care for Digimon stuff, but her friend had been dear to her. Tears came to her grass-green eyes. She was going to lose her friend's card!
"Woops, here goes your weirdo Plotmon," the mohawked boy teased as he began to tear the card. To his surprise however, it wouldn't tear! Not only that, but it was now all blue. Just a dark, royal blue. Or wait? It did seem to have a small symbol on the center. An Agumon-like figure bursting from mist. Frustrated, the boy kept straining his arms in an effort to tear the strange blue card. As he did he complained, "Why won't this thing tear! Stupid changing card." Finally, he just extended his hand with the card back. "Go on, take it," he said. Of course, the second Reina took the card he sucker punched her and she fell down. The boy laughed as he walked away, "You better be able to help me next time! Bye, Firehead hahaha!"
As Reina got up and dusted off her beige poncho and loosish jeans she looked at what had apparently once been her card. "Now what?" she wondered aloud. As she walked home despondently she couldn't figure out what to do with the card or what to do about her life.
Chimes rang as Reina walked into her house and slammed the door shut to keep the hot summer air out. Too soon the words "Hey Reina, you wanna come play my new game? Huh? Huh?" erupted from her younger brother Chase, "It's got more stuff than ever and you can scan cards into it!" Hearing this she decided to humor her "dear brother". "You know what?" she said, smirking, "I think I'm up to it."
They played in Chase's nice, cool room. Reina even got a chance to scan her card into the game, but nothing happened and when she looked again, it was back to the old Plotmon. "Maybe I saw things?" she thought, "Ah, whatever."
At last Reina managed to detach herself from her brother and got into her room. It was messy as always, but she still always managed to find what she wanted. She dug out her sketchpad and pencils and strolled out back into the woods. It was never too hot to draw. Still, despite her laying out food for them, the animals she so loved to sit and sketch never came.
That night Reina had dinner, showered, and settled into bed as usual. The darkness was a comforting blanket after her depressing day. As she closed her eyes to sleep, she could just see a slight glow from something laying on her desk where her seldom-used computer was. Too tired to care, her mind began to drift off. However, it still made a slight note when a small, dark purple animal came and curled up with her for the night.
-CCoD: Like I said above, read and review, or I'll Pyro Sphere you!
Ruki: Sigh. Why don't you introduce any other characters in this chapter?
CCoD: Because I can't think of any. Don't diss me for it. I can still write that Kazuki fic you know.
Ruki: Fine!
-Ruki walks away-
CCoD: Guess I'll need a new character-host for the next chapter, huh? Who will it be? Find out next time on Digimon Compiled!
CCoD: I suppose I was a bit mean to her...