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Star Mystics: Power of Ownalis

Episode 4: "School Troubles"

Mark here, previously on Power of Ownalis: Stan's 9-years-old while both he and Ryo fought against a Digimon named Moon Millenniummon, he was beaten by Ryo's Digimon, Seismicmon. When Stan returned, he saw Gramon as well as Spimon. After awhile, they fought in their rookie forms against three Devidramon. Later on, he went back to his world. On his way to his home, he bumped into Samantha Stablin that later on, he found out that she also has a Digimon.

He met his Sig, Simon, for the first time. On with the conclusion.


Daisuke landed in a cave that was lit with torches. He sat up painfully, rubbing his head. He still had the present with him.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" A feminine voice yelled out.

Daisuke quickly jumped up and turned around to face a girl who had her arms folded. Two creatures were by her side.

"Daisuke!" The small blue creature exclaimed, rushing to Daisuke.

Daisuke blinked, as the small blue creature jumped into his arms happily.

"Since the little guy knows you, you well have the right to know who I am. Miyako Inoune is the name." The girl bowed

"Daisuke Motomiya." Daisuke bowed back.

"I'm Demi Veemon." The small creature said cheerfully, looking at Daisuke's eyes.

Daisuke smiled as he looked at his spirit companion.

"Pleasure to meet you." He nodded

"You said Motomiya? Wow! Mr. Motomiya always comes to the family mart! He's well known and he's a good friend of the family." Miyako exclaimed, astonished.


Ann turned on the lights next morning to hear groaning from both her sons. She slightly giggled.

"Bright and shine kids." She smiled, before she left.

Stan opened his eyes, stretching out; he would usually do that in his home in the Digi-World. Grasmon slowly woke up, hovering down the bunk beds, waiting for Stan. Stan just jumped down without making noise, it was hard but for a person like Stan, he was trained to be stealth. He looked back at Simon and saw him turn over, away from Sigmon towards the wall. He looked at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was around 7:30 am.

He knew that Simon didn't need to wake up that early.


He left the room with Grasmon, with Sigmon along with Simon sleeping in. Stan walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and washed his face. Grasmon just laid his face under the faucet, getting energized. Stan walked out of the bathroom with Grasmon once he was finished.

"Stay in the house, I'm going to get my belt." Stan whispered

Grasmon nodded as Stan stealthy past by his parents' room, heading into the living room. He went outside, closing the door slowly. He turned around to see the bike, seeing it there safe and sound with the belt. He sighed, walking over to it. He got his belt without turning the security off. He went back into the house towards his room stealthy. As he was walking past the living room, Ann sensed him.

"What are you up to Stan?" She asked, not turning around from her work.

Stan froze in his place. He knew his parents wouldn't like to see him with a weapon. He decided on a plan, which he was good in. He giggled as he faced his mother who now turned to him. He quickly hid the belt behind his back.

"What's that you have hiding?" Ann asked

"Uh, my belt that I left on my bike last night... Oops!" Stan gulped, smiling nervously with a nervous sweat-drop.

Ann raised her left eyebrow.

"A bike? You sure you can handle it?" She asked

Stan nodded. His dad came in from his room. As Stan noticed him, his sweat-dropped got bigger.

"Why are you hiding the belt?" Tom asked

"Oh, uh." Stan had to think a way out of this and quick, "Because I have some personal stuff in it."

Tom nodded, leaving him alone. Stan sighed, that was a close call!


He went to his room where Grasmon was waiting for him. He grinned as Stan entered. Stan saw it.

"Wash that grin off your face!" He snapped, whispering.

Grasmon let it go, he burst out laughing. Stan went to his higher bunk and hid his sheath, which had its sword in it, beside the mattress. It was well hidden and now Stan had no reason to hide the belt so he put it on. He put his cap on next. He jumped down barely missing his brother. He sighed as he knew Simon was O.K., a little stunned but O.K. Sigmon stared at Stan for a moment, turning away. Ann came in.

"Listen Stan, today school begins. You were lucky you came last night as the summer ended. Anyway, after a week, we're all going to visit the Tachikawas in Japan so you better be ready." She nodding, going away.

Stan sweat-dropped again. He sighed.

'Well, that stuff I should get used to since I just arrived here.' He thought

He looked at Simon, who had a disappointed look painted on his face.

"Shadowm chakly?" Stan asked

"Gai." Simon replied

"Shadowm Ge?" Stan asked

Simon didn't reply, he just left the room with Sigmon tagging along. Stan looked at his suit before he looked at the clock, which said 7:55. He quickly went to the silver closet that was next to his bed, there was a brown closet next to the silver one. Stan checked his clothes; he went, closing the door. He took off his plate silver shirt. He put on a green cloth one that he buttoned up. He put his plate shirt on the hanger that had the shirt he's wearing now on it.

He put the hanger back into his closet, closed the door while he locked it with his key. He looked at Grasmon.

"How do I look?" He asked

Grasmon winked, "Spectacular."

Stan smiled.


He went down along with Grasmon, when Ann saw Stan, she shook her head. Stan looked puzzled at her mother.

"For one thing, keep wearing that silver plated shirt on, I have a feeling you'll need it. Second, wear pants." She remarked

Stan sighed.

"Historel!" He nodded

The green shirt disappeared and the silver plated shirt with silver sleeves was on him. With the same word said again, the shorts turned into pants. Stan sighed as he sat down on the table. He sat next to Simon where as Grasmon hovered behind Stan. Ann smiled as she put down a plate for him on the floor, in a safe area. Grasmon went willingly to it. Sigmon waited patiently for his serving, which didn't take long as Ann served it to him, next to Grasmon.

Sigmon also went willingly to the food and started eating with Grasmon. A door opening was heard as someone came in, the person sighed, closing the door, showing himself.

"That bike of yours sure is stubborn." Tom sighed, shaking his head.

Stan laughed.

"I put security systems on it. Why? What were you going to do with it?" He asked

"I was going to put it in the garage with my car but to no avail." Tom replied

"Oh." Was all of what Stan said

That was when Stan noticed Simon's locket. It was like his except that it was eight edged rather than five. It also had the word Justice rather than Gralen. His name Simon Tom Markem was also different. He sighed as he got his locket out and looked at it. His father noticed, sitting down on his chair.

"So you still have the locket?" He asked

Stan purposely put his right arm on the table and pulled his sleeve up a little bit. Tom smiled, noticing the Star Watch.

"So you have both of them then, eh?" He asked

"How can I get rid of them when it was from you dad." Stan replied

Tom chuckled but he stopped the conversation. Ann sat in her seat next to Tom.

"You think you can handle the school stuff without us interfering?" She asked

Stan folded his arms.

"Of course I can mom." He replied

"Then hurry up, you don't want to miss your first day." Ann nodded

Stan nodded, continuing on eating. He noted that Simon wasn't looking at him, he was playing with his food for awhile before he ate it.

'I guess he's either disappointed or deep in thought.' Stan thought

He lowly giggled. He remembered back when he used to do that in the Digi-World when he was with Gennai. He wondered how he was doing and to what degree had Devimon succeeded. He lowly growled, remembering the Dark Masters along with Devimon. He sighed, finished his last bite and left for the bike.

He looked at Grasmon. He finished his breakfast too, he guessed that Grasmon wanted to come with him. He looked at Sigmon who wasn't looking at him. He knew he was disappointed. Stan took out Grasmon's G Sphere and put him in it with his agreement. He went, kissed his mom good-by, hugged his dad and while he was passing by Simon, played with his hair lightly. At that minute, Simon left, tears in his eyes.

Stan felt hurt because of his brother, he looked back at his parents but they nodded, which meant that they'll handle it while him to go.


With one last nod, Stan left for his bike noting that Sigmon didn't follow Simon. When he reached his bike, he turned off the security systems, hopping in. He looked back at his parents, his father along with his mother who were both at the door. Tom mouthed him, 'Beverly Hills School'. Stan nodded, driving off. While he was looking for it, he glanced at his watch and saw that it was 8:13 am already.

Stan sweat-dropped but then he relaxed, he remembered that schools started at 8:30 am, so where was the fear. While he was looking, he thought about different stuff. About Samantha and for how long has she been having Lady Shimmon. How did Lady Shimmon look like and whether or not Samantha was in the same school or not.

Stan thought for a minute and agreed that Samantha would be there since it's the only elementary school in the county but then maybe she studied somewhere else out of Beverly Hills or she didn't maybe even live here. Stan shook his head, that was likely impossible, because he bumped into her last night, at night time.

Also, Samantha saw his parents and Lady Shimmon was with her at that time but he doubted that because it was probably a visit and not only Samantha, also it would have been during the day. Stan sighed, too much thinking would hurt his head.


As he looked to up, there was the school, to the left of him. He was amazed that it was such a short drive. He hadn't past by any traffic intersections. He was sure, because even though he was thinking, he was keeping aware of where he was going. If not, he would have crashed into something by now.

He stopped by the school, he saw children outside of various ages. He thought it was just still the beginning of the school day and school hadn't started yet. He got out of his bike and put on the security systems. He did it just in time because a lot of kids ran over to it. Stan had dodged from time to time. When he was out of the crowd, he looked back to see in time one of the kids get sparked. That was part of the security system.

Stan lowly giggled, put his eyeglasses in his knapsack and decided to go to the principle's office right away. He walked into the school, which was like any other normal school in America. Kids were in the corridors. Stan stopped after awhile to take it all in before continuing on. Luckily enough, he found the principle's office without much or any trouble.


He knocked, hearing the voice allowing him to come in, he entered.

He saw the secretary, she has yellow hair with blue eyes, her hair reached down to her shoulders.

"New student?" She asked, in a pleasant voice.

"Yes ma'am." Stan replied, politely.

"O.K., wait here a minute." She remarked, entering the office.

He heard some voices and in awhile the secretary exited the office.

"You may enter." She nodded, going back to her work.

Stan nodded and entered the office. He slowly closed the door behind him.


He faced a desk, which was a chair behind it with a back of the head of the principle. Stan slightly cleared his throat. The chair turned around and the person faced Stan. He looked at the desk and in his mind read the name, 'Headmaster Miczu'. He looked back up to his face. He had smooth yellow hair with black eyes, with a beard along with a mustache. The beard was a small one not a big one. Their color was also yellow.

"Sit down." The headmaster motioned Stan to the empty seat.

Stan obliged. He went over, sitting down.

"So you're a new student, eh?" The headmaster asked

"Yes sir." Stan replied

"O.K. then. May I see your birth certificate and grade certificates?" Mr. Miczu asked

Stan nearly sweat-dropped but he remembered that Gennai gave him grade certificates for each grade. Stan wondered why then and now he knew. He also had the birth certificate in his knapsack with his grades. He opened the knapsack, putting the certificates on the desk. Mr. Miczu took them and turned around examining them. Stan lowly sighed, he looked at his watch. It said it was 8:17 am.

'Good.' He thought, 'I still have time.'

After a few minutes Mr. Miczu turned around. He smiled at Stan and put the certificates back on the desk.

"Very interesting, even though I didn't hear of this Gennai, but I guess it's a big country after all. The secretary will give you your schedule and your locker is G 5. Return to my office at recess to take your certificates." Mr. Miczu decided

Stan nodded and Mr. Miczu turned around. Stan was relived when he checked his D-Cam and found that the info of the certificates were still there. So if anything happened to the ones he gave Mr. Miczu, he didn't need to worry. He walked out of the office.


"Hmm? May I have my class schedule?" Stan asked

The secretary looked up at him, Stan couldn't help but see some looks in her that was close to the headmaster's.

"Which level?" The secretary asked

"Third." Stan replied

"Here you go." The secretary nodded, handing him his schedule.

"Thanks." Stan smiled, taking it willingly.


Stan left the room and went to look for his locker. He found it soon enough, he put his deck of cards in it with the G Spheres in too but he kept the D-Cam in his knapsack just in case. He closed his locker and with the key he always had, locked it.

He looked at the time and he saw plus heard the bell ring throughout the school, the time said 8:30. Stan looked at his schedule and saw that he didn't have the books, he sweat-dropped. He needed to work fast or he'll be late! He got out his D-Cam and through his years while he was alone in the Oasis, he was able to connect the D-Cam to Star Gralen so he could use it.

He ordered, a nice silver whitish school bag with the third grade books in it along with a certain amount of notebooks, he added that it was in Beverly Hills, also the most recent ones.

After two minutes, the school bag appeared laying down on the locker. Stan put his D-Cam away and grabbed his school bag. He thought of teleporting to the class but he didn't know where it was. He got the D-Cam out and asked for the structure along with the rooms of the school. He located his classroom, he had social studies. Stan put his D-Cam back and with no one in sight, he teleported there.


He appeared just in front of the door, which was numbered 1 C5. He looked in to see that a few desks were empty as the teacher wasn't there. He also noticed Samantha quiet in her seat and of course there was noise all over with paper planes flying around. Stan smiled when he saw Samantha. He sighed, entering the room. The room was suddenly quiet as all the students looked at the new student. They laughed, going back on being noisy.

Before Stan could move anywhere, the door of the room opened again and the teacher entered this time. Stan jumped a little, startled, but quickly recovered, the room was instantly quiet. The teacher was female with long brown hair along with black eyes around age 32. The teacher smiled at him.

'You nearly gave me a heart-attack!' Stan thought, looking back at the teacher.

"New student?" She asked

Stan nodded, too shy to reply all of a sudden.

"O.K. Sit wherever you want. In awhile we'll know each other's names." The teacher smiled

Stan sweat-dropped.

'Who does she think I am? Some lazy boneheaded student? Why aren't I able to reply verbally all of a sudden? She seems to be nice and gentle though.' He thought

Stan nodded and went to a chair near the window in the far wall farthest from the door. It was in the second seat in the row. Just in the next seat to him sat Samantha. Stan sweat-dropped, bending his head slightly to the left.

'Great place I chose! I've known Samantha from since I was baby. Why am I so shy so of a sudden from her?' Stan thought, sighing.

He watched as the teacher went from each seat to write down the names of her students. In awhile, the teacher reached Stan. The teacher smiled again.

"Full name please." She requested politely, with a piece of paper with the names on it.

"Stan T. Markem." Stan replied

He didn't want the students to laugh at him but it turned out to be a clever idea that actually served him well. In a few minutes, the teacher was over and went back to her desk.


"Welcome to the new school year. I'm sure all of you are willing to learn and enjoy while you'll work hard to get good grades. My name is Mrs. Carmer." The teacher greeted, introducing herself.

"Hello Mrs. Carmer!" The class greeted

Stan along with Samantha were silent though and Mrs. Carmer noticed. Stan sighed, he also noticed Samantha didn't greet back. He glanced at her and at that moment, Samantha glanced back. Stan quickly diverted his head back to the front. Samantha lowly giggled, diverting her head back as well to the front.

"Open your books on page three please." Mrs. Carmer requested

Stan got out his social studies book, which was in his school bag, leaning on the wall under his desk. He opened it to the first lesson. The class went on smoothly and whenever the teacher asked a question, it was mostly Stan or Samantha who raised their hands. After awhile Stan gave up, he didn't want to compete with her and he didn't want to the students to think of him as a nerd or something.

When the class was over, Mrs. Carmer had written the homework and Stan secretly put it on his D-Cam.


His next period was Math. He was rather clever in math when Gennai taught him. He learned from him, in elementary schools, you stay in the same classroom with the same teacher most of the time. He was O.K. with it though because he kind of liked Mrs. Carmer.

Stan also secretly enjoyed the idea that he was next to Samantha while both of them were the best students in the whole class. Mrs. Carmer praised from such excellent and accurate answers every time one of them answered.


The second lesson past while the first recess started. Stan went to his locker and put his school bag in it. He took out his deck of cards and put it in his knapsack. He also took Grasmon's G Sphere out and put it in the knapsack also. He finally closed the locker and locked it.

He turned around and saw a student with gelled hair to the back in around the fifth or sixth grade. He was holding another younger student. Stan recognized him right away, the younger student was named Mark Naneram, he was one of Stan's classmates. Stan lowly growled, he could imagine a similar case when a group of Gazimon were picking on some Koromon.

He walked over to the bully and tapped on his shoulder. The bully didn't reply. Stan tried again, he quickly dodged the punch. In doing so, the bully let Mark go. He looked at Stan who nodded. Mark ran away in a hurry. Stan barely dodged another hit. The bully was enraged. Stan stepped back a little bit as the bully stopped attacking. The bully pointed his finger at Stan.

"Don't you interfere with the Beverly Hills Gang." He hissed in a high tone.

Stan sighed.

"Gang! Ah, Grasl! You fight like a baby, I'm sure the rest of the gang fights like you." He mocked

"That does it. You're going to really get a big beating new one." The bully growled, as he slammed his fists together.

He charged at Stan and went for a kick to the face. Stan easily blocked it. He grinned, looking at the bully who was struggling to get free. With his free arm, Stan elbowed the knee of the bully hard, he didn't break it but he did damage it. He was so close in breaking it. He was wise not to even though the bully deserved it. He let the bully fall to the ground, clenching his injured knee, holding back tears. Stan smirked and folded his arms, he walked away leaving the bully alone.

Stan thought he got away with it but he didn't.


He left the school building, his slight fight with the bully was a lone fight, which meant that only the two of them were in the area where there was no audience. He thought and knew for sure that the bully would report what happened but he would lie, Stan was sure of that. He walked to a tree in front of the school and sat down in the shade. He watched some of the students play, after awhile he looked up to the sky.

Stan didn't notice that Mark along with a few others in his class walked over to him. He turned his head and saw them after awhile. His classmates were looking at him like if they were searching if he was injured or not. Stan instantly knew why. He waved his hand up and down as he turned his face.

"That bully had no chance against me." He smiled

He turned his face and saw shocked looks from his classmates, especially from Mark.

"But he's part of Beverly Hills gang, it's a huge gang and nobody dares abuses them not even the police of the county." One of the classmates named Carl Sakimy commented. He had red hair, which was smooth, with brown eyes. He was kind of tanned.

"It seems that you're a new person in this county, am I correct?" Mark asked

He had golden, smooth, short hair and blue eyes. He was also kind of tanned but less than Carl. Stan looked back up at the sky, which had low clouds passing by in the sky, there was a slight breeze. He nodded.

"So when I saw you last night, you just came here?" Asked a voice

Stan looked at the one who asked and saw that it was Samantha, who else rather than her saw him last night. Again Stan nodded. Mark put his hand on Stan's shoulder.

"What do you say you join our group?" Mark asked

The other students protested except for Samantha but Mark convinced them that having Stan on their group would help with some help from Samantha. Stan thought it for a minute.

"What does it do?" He asked

"Well, basically we try secretly to fight the Beverly Hills gang but they easily outnumber us so we haven't got a chance. We're also secretive and all of the members swore that they won't expose the rest of the group, no matter what." Mark replied

"What is it called?" Stan asked

"BH Rebels." Carl replied

"Short for Beverly Hills." Mark explained

"O.K. I swear I won't expose the group and I'm in." Stan smiled, as he shook his hand with Mark's.

"Look out guys, enemy at 9 o'clock." Another member named Brian Stanley announced.

He had black eyes with blue, long, rough hair. The group looked in that direction and they saw Peter Rankid, they all frowned except for Stan. Samantha explained.

"For sure you know Steve Rankid, right?" She asked

Stan growled.

"I'll take that as a yes. Anyway, after Steve got married and had Peter, he once was furious for no reason, he ended up divorcing his wife, which is now my mother." Samantha started, with tears in her eyes.

Brian took over from there.

"Steve nearly killed Brianna but she survived. She remarried and now she stays with her recent husband, during the same year they had Samantha. Anyway, Steve raised Peter with him and now Peter is part of the Beverly Hills gang. From 5th to 12th grades, the ones who are in the gang bully other kids including us, but we don't resist. From 1st to 4th grades, the ones who are in the gang are spies. That's why we're careful." He explained

'I would have never guessed.' Stan thought

He folded his arms together and looked away.

"More trouble at 6 o'clock." Carl warned

They all looked back and they saw a big muscular angry boy.

"Who's that?" Stan whispered

"That's Jereiph, the top leader of the Beverly Hills gang." Mark whispered back.

Stan sighed. He quickly jerked up, remembering something.


He ran to the school ignoring his friends' protests. He went straight to the principle's office. When he reached it, he stopped to relax from his running. When he was O.K., he knocked. He heard the voice of the secretary that told him to come in. He went in and saw the bully setting on a chair. Stan's eyes turned to raging fire. Mr. Miczu came out as he saw Stan.

"Oh, you're here. I thought you forgot. Wait a minute." He smiled, as he re-entered his office.

Stan nodded while he was facing the bully. In a minute Mr. Miczu came out and Stan turned his stare away as his eyes became gentle. Mr. Miczu handed him the certificates. Stan took them and left. While on the way out, he put the certificates in his D-Cam.


He left the building to see Jereiph bug his friends. At that instant, Stan wished he had his sword and his eyes were fire again as he marched behind Jereiph. He heard what he said since he was right behind him. The other members noticed but they didn't say anything.

"I asked a question!" Jereiph demanded

"Look, we don't know who you're talking about... So pleaseeeee leave us alone?" Mark asked, pleadingly.

Stan did a thing that put him in a war against the gang. He pinched Jereiph's side. He yelped in pain as he jumped five meters in the air. Stan motioned them to leave with his fingers. All of them nodded as they left the area. Jereiph landed and tried to grab Stan's collar but Stan blocked it as he started to twist his arm. His group watched from a distance. As did the entire group of kids in the school-grounds who were around. Jereiph gritted his teeth to not yell out.

"Listen to me, mister. If you ever return and I mean ever, then you're going to get a hell of beating from me. You don't know me neither does anybody else but I certainly am ready to take you down." Stan hissed, letting go of Jereiph's hand.

Jereiph grabbed his hand back. He was glaring at Stan.

"I found out that it is now you. This is not over!" He exclaimed, leaving the school-grounds.

Stan sighed.


Before he could get congratulated though, the bell rang as recess was over. The entire group of kids rushed back into the building. As Stan was running to his locker, he stopped and saw one of the members of the gang trip Samantha on the floor. The one who did it, walked away laughing. Stan went over as he saw Samantha sobbing. He offered his hand but she didn't take it. She got up by herself and went to her locker with tears starting to flow down.

Stan half growled and half sighed.

'This is going to be a long week.' He thought, heading back to his locker.

He put the deck back along with the G Sphere back. He got the school bag out and ran to his classroom.


He got there just in time before the lesson started, he had English. When he didn't see Samantha at her seat. He knew where she was and why. He went to his seat and took the English book out. He was lucky it was English because he didn't have to answer because if he did, he won't be the only one as others or most of the class raised their hands. Mrs. Carmer was the teacher still. She noticed Stan quiet and that Samantha didn't come. She didn't come at all during English.

At the end of the period, Mrs. Carmer wrote down the homework. Stan, for the third time, put it down secretly on his D-Cam. When the bell rang, it was lunch time while everybody went to the cafeteria. Stan was the last one to leave but before he did, Mrs. Carmer stopped him.

"You know where Samantha is? Since you were the last to come in?" She asked

"I would rather not tell, Mrs. Carmer." Stan replied

"Beverly Hills Gang?" Mrs. Carmer guessed

Stan nodded. Mrs. Carmer nodded, understanding.

"But don't worry I will tell her about the homework." Stan commented, leaving.


He went to his locker and put his school bag in it. He took out his deck of cards along with both Griffonmon's and Grasmon's G Spheres. He put them in the knapsack and put his eyeglasses on. He took out his silver wallet and took some money from it. He went to the cafeteria of the school after knowing where it was.


While on his way, he passed by the girl's restroom. He saw Samantha sitting on the floor, leaning to the wall beside the door. He went over, sitting next to her.

"You O.K.?" He asked

Samantha looked up at him. She laughed.

"Do you know where you are?" She asked

Stan sighed, "I do. I'm in the girl's restroom."

"What are you doing here then?" Samantha asked

"Checking up on you." Stan replied

Samantha sighed, "Thanks."

Stan told her about the homework and re-asked her the first question.

"Do I look O.K.?" She yelled back

Stan was used to yelling so he wasn't shaken. He put his hand on her shoulder and she continued sobbing. Samantha leaned down and put her head on Stan's chest. Now Stan didn't expect it but he wouldn't shove her off, especially when she was like this.

"For how long have we known each other?" Samantha asked

"Let's see, we're in third grade so we're 10 years old. There you have it." Stan replied

Samantha sighed, "I just wish you got here sooner so you could deal with the gang."

"Shhh, its O.K. Don't worry. I'll get the guy for you and I'd teach him some manners." Stan assured

Samantha looked up and wiped her tears with the brim of her sleeve. She smiled.

"You don't have too. You're new here after all and you wouldn't want to get into trouble, would you?" She asked

Stan considered that for a moment.

"Last night I didn't want to get in trouble, but I am now... For a friend." He replied

Samantha laughed, hugging him. Stan slightly blushed and hugged her back.

'Should you have said that? Gai Keygah Stan.' He criticized himself in his mind.

After a few minutes, they released each other. They both looked each other in the eye.

"Tell you what, food makes you forget your problems by its taste." Stan joked

Samantha giggled. Both of them stood up. They walked together to the cafeteria but not hand in hand. They were still too young for it.


They entered the cafeteria together and they both got stares. Stan walked away from Samantha, putting his hands behind his neck as he started to whistle. He went and got his food. He sat down alone by himself. Away from his group. Samantha slightly giggled, heading to get her food to join her group.

"What happened between you two?" Mark asked, whispering.

Samantha giggled and slightly blushed.

"Well, he comforted me when I needed it." She replied

"We tried." Carl remarked

"But Stan did it the right way." Samantha frowned

Carl sighed and put his head down.

"Where were you when we were in class? What were you doing?" Brian asked

"I was in the girl's restroom crying." Samantha replied

She didn't say that her Digimon Lady Shimmon tried to comfort her because they didn't know about Lady Shimmon or the Digimon yet.


Stan kept his eyes on the food because he knew where they would go if he moved them away. He sighed, playing with his peas. He lowly giggled, picked the peas up with the fork and chewed them. He swallowed them. When he was done with his food, he put it aside on the same table he was on and he put his deck out. He started to play by himself. He again didn't notice but students started to gather around him, they watched him play the card game.

He learned how and was shown how by Star Gralen. His group came over after they put their plates away and watched Stan play. When the bell rang, Stan gathered his deck and put it in his knapsack. He put his plate away and left the cafeteria with students following to get to their own classes too.


Stan went back to his locker, put his eyeglasses back in the knapsack, took his school bag out and put his wallet along with the G Spheres plus the deck back inside.

He closed the door and locked it. Stan turned around but get pushed back. The push was strong enough to the degree that he fell back with his school bag. Stan eyes flashed lightning as he glared at the ones who did it. The group walked away laughing, the one who did it looked back.

"Next time watch what you say, Grasl! Ha." He mocked, laughing some more as he turned around.

Stan growled and got up. He pointed at the one who pushed him.

"Gai Grasl! You are the idiot yourself, Grasl!" He growled

The group stopped and turned around. Stan was gritting his teeth in anger, he didn't even try to control it. He threw the school bag to his locker door. He noticed the one he tripped Samantha. He smirked.

"Oh man, you guys are going to get hell of a beating from me." He hissed

The group laughed before all three charged. Stan pupils flamed into silver color. His left hand formed a small silver sphere. The group stopped their charge as for what they saw; scared them.

"Gralen Force!" Stan yelled

It headed towards the one who tripped Samantha. The group couldn't move as they were totally shocked. The sphere hit its target and it sent its victim flying backwards a few meters and landed on the floor hard. The sphere was stronger than the one he used to destroy the black gear. Stan charged at the middle one, the one who pushed him, his eyes still flamed silver.

He jumped into the air slightly and twisted his left leg into his victim's face, sending him spinning in the air, hitting the ground. They both suffered broken bones but they still survived. The third one ran away in fear. Stan's eyes turned back to normal and he went back for his bag. He got it and left his two victims on the floor. Stan had unleashed a third of his full strength on those two.


Stan walked back to his classroom a few minutes late but he saw Samantha was there. He apologized for being late and Mrs. Carmer nodded, he went to his desk and took his science book out and listened to Mrs. Carmer explain. He didn't notice but Samantha; Mark; Brian and Carl were all looking at him. He somehow felt the stares and ignored them. It hit him. He smacked his hand on to his forehead.

"Oh, I'm a dead man." Stan whispered, as he realized what he did.

As if on cue, the headmaster's voice came through the loud speaker of the classroom and ordered Stan over to the office. Stan stood up and Mrs. Carmer nodded. He left the room with his group watching him. Mrs. Carmer noticed and she knew that they were concerned since so was she as she said nothing to them. She continued on with the lesson.


Stan walked into the headmaster's office without even knocking and went straight to his office. The secretary didn't try to stop him. He was shocked as he saw his parents there and sweat-dropped.

'Extra dead man.' He thought

The headmaster looked firmly at Stan and nodded for the two boys, who he kicked really hard, to leave. They left and Stan sat down.

"We're really sorry of what Stan did. He just got here last night so please don't punish him!" Ann pleaded

Mr. Miczu looked surprised but he replied anyway.

"Who said I was going to punish him! Your kid did great against the gang! This is the second time today and he kicked three of them so far, he could have kicked four but the fourth ran away." He replied

Ann; Tom along with Stan looked shocked to say the least.

"All I wanted to say is, we need more students like Stan. He was able to kick students higher than him for crying out loud! I'm going to keep this quiet and I truly appreciate your help. Do you have a nickname?" Mr. Miczu asked

"Definitely, my friends call my Gralen Defender back in my neighborhood." Stan replied

"Then I'll be proud to give you this badge of a protector." Mr. Miczu smiled, as he got a badge out.

Stan took it.

"O.K. You have my permission to return to your class. I'll talk to your parents for awhile more, dismissed." The headmaster ordered.

Stan saluted and marched out. The two gang members looked surprise. Stan gave them a death glare, which they couldn't take. He left the office as he put on the badge on his left upper chest.


Stan marched back into his class and walked back normally to his seat. Everybody looked at him and he couldn't help but smile. Mrs. Carmer was curios so she quickly wrote the homework. Stan put it down on his D-Cam, not hiding it this time. Mrs. Carmer sat at her desk as she stared at Stan.

"This lesson is over today but this is for a very special reason." She told the class.

The class cheered.

"But keep it down." She ordered, sternly.

The class went quiet as they all looked at Stan who now looked out the window. He felt someone turn him around and face him, it was Brian.

"Now tell us what happened?" He ordered

Stan smiled.

"Nothing important." He remarked

Brian looked shocked the least so did the rest of the class.

"But," Stan continued on, "because I kicked three of the gang's members, the headmaster promoted me to the protector!"

Brian let go, shocked. Mrs. Carmer came over and saw the badge.

"Yep, that's the badge of the protector." She nodded

"You kicked three of the gang's members and not only one?" Brian asked

Stan nodded.

"Man, you should be in the police force." Mark admired, who was on the desk behind Stan.

"A lot of students wanted that badge so much, including the members of the gang that are studying here. If they had it, wreckage and-Let's just say that this school won't be a school at all. But with you as the protector, there is a chance against the gang. You want to make your own group? Did you make a nick name?" Carl asked

Stan noticed that one of the students weren't around the crowd, he realized he was a spy but yet the student looked so innocent. Stan somehow knew that he was forced into the gang so why not give it a shot?

"I'm going to make my own group, yes and yes, I do have a nick name. My group is called..." Stan thought for a minute while his eyes shone, "Gralen 57! My nick name is Gralen Defender."

"So who are going to be the members of your group? Be wise and only choose from this class." Mrs. Carmer advised

Stan nodded.

"The first one is... Daniel Camone." He announced

Daniel Camone was the spy of the gang. He looked at Stan shocked and shook his head, pleading him to take it back. Stan shook his head too, refusing to return it. The other students also protested but Stan kept stern on his choice. Eventually, the students gave up and waited for Stan to say the other names. He chose Brian; Carl; Mark; Samantha and Fred Kitzu. That was it. The rest of the students moaned who weren't chosen.

They went to their seats as that was when the bell rang, indicating that the 4th period was over.

COMING UP! EPISODE 5: SMOKE SURPRISE

Digimon! Star Mystics! The Forgotten Star of Myths... The Forgotten Star of Gralen... The Forgotten Star of Mystery... The Forgotten Star of History... The Forgotten Star of Nobeph... Digimon! Victory through teamwork... Victory through clever strategies... Digimon! Star Mystics!