I worte this story using characters, names places and ideas from a roleplay I am part of and all things included within this story are copy writed, either by me or their original creators, so you can not use any of them without permission. The story is actually the 'second season' of an on going story. The first season story was written by my friend, Angel of Hope and Miraclesand is called 'Digimon: Extreme' in case you want to read it.

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Angel of Hope and Miracles - I was just going to automatically put Riki in the story Momo-chan. I'm glad you like the story so far, keep reading 'cause Momo's in this chapter .

Kurenai.Mage - Thank you ever so much :) I hope you get the chance to read it all and this chapter too :)

Thank you to everyone who has reviewed my sotry so far and to all of you reading, I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am writing it. Anyway, on to the next chapter .

Digimon: Everlasting War

Two of Ten

A quiet and dazed moan escaped Moo as she opened her eyes and came to her senses. Her dark eyes fell onto the building, not a long way from where she was. She rubbed her eyes slightly and got to her feet shakily. Then she suddenly realised she was outside.

"Oh my gosh!" She muttered and walked forward with curiosity, entering the building in front of her through the wooden swing doors. Her eyes darted over the room, until she noticed a boy who was sitting on his own, his head was in his and Momo couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Mind if I sit here?" She asked warily and the boy looked up, his green eyes held a questioning look before he shook his head, allowing Momo to sit down.

"My name's Momo. I'm not disturbing you am I?"

"No I was just thinking, that's all. My name's A-Ron."

"Nice to meet you." The boy nodded with the smallest of smiles. Momo sat quietly, she had many questions such as 'Why are you here?', 'Do you know how you got here?', 'Do you know how I got here?'but for some reason she stayed quiet, as if waiting for something.

Then, and she wasn't sure where they came from, two strange glowing orbs rolled towards them like a pair of huge glowing tumble weeds, stopping dead right next to them.

"What are they?" Momo whispered. A-Ron shrugged. Momo went to touch the one nearest her, but A-Ron stopped her.

"Don't touch it. It could be dangerous."

"But it's so pretty and… I don't know… I feel as if it won't hurt me." A-Ron just looked at her perplexed as Momo touched the orb anyway. There was a flash of light and A-Ron was just about to say 'I told you so' when he heard Momo giggling. As the light died down he saw that she was tickling what looked like a squishy white blob. The little blob was squealing with delight and Momo's face was alive with happiness.

"What is that!" A-Ron asked, his face contorted with what looked like disgust. Momo stopped tickling it, causing the little creature to moan in a squeaky little voice.

"I'm not sure, but he's cute." Momo said happily.

"You mean it."

"No he!" The little creature squeaked and Momo looked at the little white blob cupped in her hands.

"My name is Poyomon and I am a Digimon thank you very much Mister Rude Pants!" Momo laughed but stopped at the sight of A-Ron's face, and his raised eyebrow, somehow Momo knew not to mess with that face.

"What? Aren't you going to touch the one for you?" Momo asked and A-Ron suddenly remembered the glowing sphere beside him. He reached out a hand sceptically and touched it.

"Hi!" The little green creature squeaked and A-Ron prodded it with a finger. The little creature giggled saying something like 'Stop it, that's ticklish!' and A-Ron was satisfied that it was real.

"My name's Leafmon!"

"Let me guess, you're a Digimon too." Leafmon nodded and started bouncing up and down in a happy way.

"Leafmon! Hey! Leafmon!" Poyomon squeaked, "It's me Poyomon!"

"You know him?" Momo asked and Poyomon nodded.

"Queen Ophanimon of the two worlds has sent us to protect the Digidestined. There are ten special Digimon kept by Ophanimon for the special children and me and Leafmon are in with the others in the special group!" Poyomon explained with a rather proud tone to his voice.

"So there are eight more kids like us?" Momo asked and Poyomon nodded squeaking,

"These are for you!" And he and Leafmon gave Momo and A-Ron what looked like some sort of weird pager. Momo looked at it curiously, muttering something about it looking 'cool' and 'pretty' whilst A-Ron inspected his in silence.