In a different part of the digital world...
Hiro fastened his cloak to his shoulders, making sure it fit securely as he walked briskly through a lush forest riddled and filled with trees and much foliage.
He motioned Veemon over, signaling that is was fine to walk. Hiro had adopted this particular Veemon from the late Davis, who was killed by a strange digimon, who mysteriously dissappeared after Davis' death.
"Hmm...Rootmon..." Hiro said, holding his blue D3 up and the air and it glowing.
Veemon did nothing but smirk, immediatlly changing into Flamedramon and oblidorating the small attacking rookie Rootmon.
As Flamedramon dedigivolved back into Veemon, it could be seen that Veemon was much more different than when he was with Davis. His expression was serious, not a goofy looking and free lancing face. Veemon jumped up on Hiro's shoulder, his expression still serious.
Hiro smirked. "Come on buddy, you can't be like this all the time, I mean, get some excitment in your life, live it up." He said, smiling at his digimon partner. "Not everything comes in your path Veemon, you have to expiriment for things to happen." Hiro kept saying.
A slight smirk could be seen on Veemon's face as he continued to look foreward. "I'll do what I have to do and see what happens...just hurry up to the spot of the disturbence..." He said, the smirk dissapearing.
Hiro lost his smile also, starting to walk faster. "Wow...you are really harsh today man...you need to calm down...you gave those Rootmon no mercy." He said, his stride becoming longer. "I just hope you aren't as merciless to the ones at the disturbence..."
In the Data Desert...
Nikku had discussed with Koichi for a least two hours about the adventures, past and present, including the digidestined, digimon, digivices, and the digital world.
Nikku now understood that he was chosen for a new generation of digidestined, and apparently Koichi was also chosen for this generation. "So...do you think other past digidestined could have been chosen?" Nikku asked Koichi.
"It is possible...but it is not probable that is any of my friends, since they vowed never to return, yet I was called back and came..." Koichi said. "I think ones from the other generations are already too old..."
"Acatually, we are just the right age!" Tai said, walking up to the two, Saber at his side. "Interesting conversation you two were having...it seems time flys when you are not in the digital world...literally." (referring to the time skip).
He said, looking down at Blackagumon, who had now fully recovered from the previous digivolution. "You look familiar..." Tai said. "I know you are not Agumon but..."
Blackagumon nodded. "Yes we have met before...it was many years ago, when you were young, but not a boy...and when I was in my prime..."
He said, walking up to Tai, his Agumon like voice echoing somehow in the vast desert. "Blackwargreymon was the name..."
Tai smacked his forehead, smiling. "Oh yeah, how could I forget...but didn't you sacrifice yourself..." He wondered.
Saber walked in front of Tai. "Yes he did, but this is the Data Desert, where some digimon get another chance...the lucky ones anyway. It seems you are very lucky Blackie-Kun..."
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