"No! We can't do that!" John yelled.

"Why are you being so selfish?" Katie yelled back at him, her fists clenched, "He saved our lives, and then he'll most likely save your stupid dog! But you won't help him!"

"Don't call my dog stupid Katie!" John growled.

"I can call him whatever I want to! A dog like him doesn't deserve to have an owner like you!"

John glared at Katie, "Shut up…you idiot!"

"No! Don't you understand? He's just like you! He was abandoned and not loved for a long time! He has the same scar as you…the same eyes as you. Why can't you understand?" Katie said, starting to cry.

John stood there quietly, the turned and walked out the hospital door.

Outside, John leaned against the wall and thought to himself.

'It was long ago…when that happened. My sister tricked me, and I received this scar.'

John closed his eyes and remembered long ago.

A young girl…about 10 years old with a flower in her hand ran up to her brother.
"I picked this for you, onii-san."

"Thank you, Clair," John smiled.

John's younger sister, Clair, smiled. Soon rain began to fall.

"Uh," John said holding his hands as a rain drop fell on his hand, "Oh…we better get inside, come on." He grabbed his sister's hand and ran toward their house.

Once they got inside, they saw their father getting ready for work.

"You're not going to a club again tonight are you dad?" John asked.

"Huh? Oh…no. I'll be home in time for dinner this time," John's father answered.

"Ok that's good," John smiled.

"Onii-san! Come here and see what I drew!" Clair called from the living room.

"Alright!" John yelled back then turned to his father, "By dad, have a nice time at work."

John's father nodded, picked up his suit case and an umbrella, then walked out the door.

Later that night, both Clair and John waited at the table.

"Where is he? I thought he said he would be here for dinner," John said looking at the clock.

"Maybe he met another girl on the way home," Clair giggled.

John laughed, "Yeah, knowing dad…that could be it."

The two laughed for a bit, till the phone rang.

"Oh…I've got it," John said getting up quickly to answer.

Clair watched as he picked up the phone and listened. He nodded a few times, then paused. His tone changed, he sounded rather upset.

"Uh huh…I…I understand. Bye," John said and hung the phone up and left the room.

"Huh? Onii-san…what's the matter?" Clair said getting up and followed him.

Tears ran from John's eyes as he stood outside.

"Onii-san!" Clair said running up to him. Then stopped when she saw the tears, "W-what's the matter?"

"He's dead," John answered.

"What?" Clair said, starting to feel scared.

"Dad is dead! Don't you get it! He lied! He headed toward that stupid club and got into a fight! They shot him! And the people who did it got away!" John yelled back at his sister.

Clair stared, "But…"

"Just forget it Clair, Dad was a big disappointment anyway," John said then turned back toward their home.

Clair put looked at the floor as the rain soaked her. Tears ran down from her face as she walked slowly back to her home.

Years passed, John's heart grew cold hearted. I rarely smiled, and would never laugh. If he found anything funny, he would only smile…but only a small smile. His younger sister was the only thing he cared for, but also…to kill the man that shot his father. So he soon made a gang, a strong one. All he needed was the two men that he knew. David, a strong and swift guy. And Paul, a computer geek that knows everything but is also rather strong. And then he himself worked out every day, he didn't have a job, but with Paul's smarts they were able to steal money every now and then. But this worried Clair, she didn't like the way her brother was acting. She knew, one day…something bad would happen. She had no chance, but to go to another gang herself and stop this all.

One day John, David, and Paul were talking in an alley way…when a few guys came up to them.

"We were told, that you haven't been a very good big brother," said one of the guys.

John looked over to them, "What are you talking about."

The guy in front grinned, "I've been thirsty for a fight in ages." He then stepped aside, and in view was Clair. Clair had her head down, but she looked up at John.

"Onii-chan. I'm sorry, but you've gone too far," she grinned, then looked at the other guys and nodded.

"Clair…what…?" John stuttered, but then was cut off when one of the guys attacked him.

But, of course, John's team was winning. Till one of the guys grabbed Clair, she screamed, and then took off.

"Clair!" John yelled, going after them. But another guy stopped him, he had an odd thing on his hand, but had a sharp end. He punched John in the face, and was knocked unconscious.

"John!" David and Paul said, running over to him…only to see him bleeding on the left side of his face.

The man let go of Clair, and gently set her down.

"Thank you," she said and handed them money, then walked off.

John opened up his eyes.

"I'll never forgive you for doing that…Clair," John sighed. Then walked back inside. He went to the room Wizardmon was kept in, and saw Katie asleep on the side of the bed.

John smiled, and walked over to her. Taking off his large trench coat, and put it on her. Then he pulled up a chair next to a window and sat down, staring out the window. He then remembered closed his eyes again. Remembering his dog.

"Open up your present honey," said a woman's voice.

A 5 year old John ripped off the colorful Christmas wrapping paper off of the large box then opened up a box. He looked inside then smiled brightly, "A puppy!"

He held up the small pup, "Awe! Thanks Mom! And Dad!" The pup barked, then nibbled on John's finger, "Ow, he's got sharp teeth…I know. I'll call you Fang!" The puppy barked and John laughed. The two parents smiled. The father put his arm on his wife's shoulder. She was pregnant with a baby.

A few months later, she gave birth to a young girl. But…

"I'm sorry son, but your mother died when giving birth to your sister."

"No!" John yelled and ran off. Fang ran after him, barking on the way.

Young John couldn't run much farther and stopped at a curb. He sat down and buried his head in his knees. Fang walked up to him and whined. John looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Hey boy." He pet Fang, and Fang whined again. "You miss her too, huh? It's alright, at least we've got each other." Fang barked happily and wagged his tail.

Years later, John began high school. Every day Fang would meet him on the way home. But one day a bunch of kids ganged up on him and started making fun of him. Then started hurting him. Fang's ears perked up, and he ran over the boys and bit them all.

"Dad! Fang didn't mean it! He was only defending me!" John yelled as his father as he put on his shoes and put the leash on Fang.

"Dad! Please! Please don't take him to the pound!"

"No! Do you know how badly he could have infected those boys!" John's father yelled back at him, then walked out the door.

John began to cry; knowing he might not ever see his dog again.

Yet one day, when we was in the 10th grade…a boy named David adopted Fang. Soon John found out and David and John became good friends, and John was able to be with Fang.

"I'll give him back to you," David said one day.

"What?" John asked.

"Once you graduate, I'll give you back Fang. I heard your dad wont allow pets in the house right?"

"Yeah."

"Well then…Fang is yours once you graduate."

"Really? Oh thanks! You're the best friend I've ever had!"

David smiled.

Years passed, when they put together their gang. Fang was pretty much all three of their dog, he was the best thing to them. One day, Fang acted odd and lead them to a girl crying one the streets.

"Hey…I know you," John said.

"Yeah she seems familiar. Looks like Katie, the girl we knew from school," David said.

John bent down next to her, "Is that your name? Katie?"

The girl looked up at him, her blue eyes shining from the tears and nodded.

"Why are you out here alone?"

"My dad, he…he kicked me out."

"Why?"

"He said, he didn't want me anymore, he hurt me and then told me never to return."

"What about your sister?"

"He…he wanted her to stay. He loved her better than me…he's always loved her better than me!" Katie yelled bursting into tears.

Fang whined, then walked over to her and put his head on her lap.

"Huh?" Katie looked down at him surprised.

John smiled, "Fang sure seems to like you. Why don't you stay with us."

Katie looked up into his eyes, for a while she wasn't sure. Then she saw the scar on his one eye.

"Oh…where did you get that scar?"

John looked at the ground, "It's nothing."

Katie smiled, "Well whatever it was, I'm sure it wasn't fun."

John looked back at her and smiled.

John opened up his eyes and looked back at Katie.

'Ever since then…I've liked her a lot.' John thought to himself. Then looked over at Wizardmon. He looked at the scar on his eye and remembered what Katie said. He looked down at the floor then sighed, "Fine…you can stay with us."