Ok so first off, I'd like to apologize to Bandai for not saying that this isn't my originality in the first part of the prologue…how could I forget…lucky little mutter mutter. Anyway, I would like you all to meet my helper and partner for this story, Duke! My Guilmon X!

That's THE Duke, Keyon…

Whatever, stop quoting Last Airbender. He'll just sit here to make sure that I remember to praise Bandai for the series and to keep my sanity in check.

You mean insanity, you're typing for me! *kick* Ow!

That said l would like to continue on with MY story. Hope you enjoy!

Prologue Part 2: Re-trospective

"As our brave hero prepares for his next stunt, Terriermon breathes deeply and contemplates all that he could be risking with this life-risking performance."

"Wow… seriously?"

"He thinks back to all the glorious moments in his life. Not only his moments of fame, but sweet memories of his friends and adventures, and his trusted partner."

"…Ha! Oh please, give it a rest! He'd be the last thing you think of."

"You give it a rest, why don't ya'! This is serious business!"

Lopmon merely leaned his head back in boredom, letting his signature brown and blue-tipped bunny ears hang down backwards. "Just show me already so we can go have some pizza, hm?" Terriermon ignored the last statement from his brother and simply looked forward out over the cliff-side. A sheer 200 ft. drop across raging waves and sharp monolithic rocks jutting out of the ocean greeted his vision. And was definitely rather intimidating. Terriermon closed his eyes and gulped. Could he really do something so dange-

"Come on! While I'm still young bro!" Lopmon yelled annoyed. Terriermon gritted his teeth and waited for a good gust of wind to blow from behind. "…now!" He jumped up and off the side of cliff, spreading out his large ears as he did so. "Terrier TORNADO!" Terriermon span in place over and over until his descent was eventually slowed. Still spinning, he began to rise higher and higher until he was probably 75 feet above the initial place he jumped from, his brother staring up at him in the sky and laughing in amazement. Terriermon slowed his spin and let his floppy ears catch the wind, slowing him from falling again. He hovered in the air, looking out over the sandstone cliffside, out over the sun-set painted sky and the shimmering ocean. Tilting his ears, he was able to turn some and he looked back to see the vast mountains with emerald pine trees, and the deep blue color of the night sky creeping up over the hills.

"YEEEEAAAAHH! I knew it would work, I knew it! The up-drafts were strong enough to carry me this high, woooohooo!" Terriermon floated out over the cliff and then back above land, giving another small boost in height from the rising winds of the sea. Lopmon stared amazed at his twin brother, happy that he was here to witness it. To think that he had at one time attempted to kill him in mortal combat (if you consider digimon mortal). Lopmon's attention jolted from his brother when he heard a rustling in the leaves. There was something in the bushes behind him, and it was coming closer…slowly but surely, closer.

Lopmon whipped around and immediately began charging up a Blazing Ice attack. He was going to make sure this big bad animal wouldn't lay a paw on him or his br-

"Lopmon? Lopmon you out there?" a meek voice called from the bushes. Lopmon's eyes bulged as he realized just who exactly that voice belonged to. Noticing his attack was about shoot out at a mile a minute towards the rustling bushes, he did the last thing he could in time…and swallowed the Blazing Ice. Just as he gulped the attack down, the owner of the voice came out of the bushes. It was a petit, swamp green dragon with round, red antler like horns. He had little flightless red wings on his back and a large tail for his size. He was a digimon known as Dracomon. "Lopmon, hey there you are!" the digimon exclaimed, now much happier in finding his friend. "…are you ok?"

Lopmon was currently coughing up blue smoke from his attack, which promptly set off inside his tummy. 'Why exactly does my stomach still contain guts?' he was wondering. Clearing his throat, he finally addressed his friend. "Yeah… cough!...yeah, I'm ok Maka," he panted in reply. "Whaddya need?" Maka beamed at his friend. "Dalton, Melissa, and Willis want us to come back. It's dinner time!"

Within an instant, Terriermon had fallen down in front of Maka, startling the Dragon type into falling down on his rear. "I heard dinner. Do we eat now?" The Dracomon jumped back onto his feet. "Hey, warn someone when you're about to do that, huh? How'd you get that high anyway?" Terriermon simply shrugged his shoulders. "Science…isn't it fun?" Maka simply sighed. "Well, I'm heading back. Unless you don't mind giving all the pizza and breadsticks to Ashu and I, I suggest you BEAT ME BACK HOME!" Maka dove back into the bushes and began running back the way he came. "Hey not fair! I like cheesy breadsticks!" Terriermon yelled as he chased after him. Lopmon ran after his twin. "Wait up for me!"

Willis tapped his foot impatiently on the wooden porch of the cabin, staring out into the dark woods. Where were his partner's? "If they don't get here soon, the pizza will get cold…" He thought that if he made this pizza it would be the perfect way to say thank you to his cousins Dalton and Melissa for inviting him to their house for a while. He appreciated coming to Oregon. Despite the drastic change in temperature, the equally powerful change in scenery and worth it. Plus, Terriermon and Lopmon really enjoyed the beach here near Port Orford anyway. And staying out in their cabin in the shore-line woods for a week was just wonderful! So, what better way tot hank his family than with home-made pizza? Of course, if the four digimon accompanying them were to be noted, there may not be much left to thank with.

"Hmmm…maybe it's for the best that those three are late now that I think about it. Feeding one digimon and three humans is definitely enough." He heard heavy footsteps behind him accompanied by lighter ones. "If that's the case then, we'll just have to eat without them. Obviously you boys don't know how to raise a digimon properly, hehe!" Willis turned to see a girl with flowing brown hair in tight blue denim shorts and a pink t-shirt that said "Roxy" on it was looking expectantly at Willis, her arms crossed in frustration. Her partner, who was a Dracomon with blue scales instead of green, poked his head out from behind her. "Well said, Lady Melissa. But be assured that Terriermon, Lopmon, and Maka are all fine exemplars when it comes to digimon partners, and I'm sure you share this belief with me deep down."

Melissa closed her eyes and smiled before returning her gaze to Willis. "Of course I think that Ashu, I'm just saying their punctuality and courtesy leaves something to be desired," she explained. "What would this world be without Maka and the Bun-Bark twins anyway?"

Willis smiled. He really thought it was funny how she named the digimon those names. Melissa and her brother Dalton were also among the people of Earth who had digimon partners, what Willis heard periodically from his Japanese friends was referred to as a 'Digidestined'. Another similarity between the two and Willis was that like Terriermon and Lopmon, both of their Dracomons, Ashu and Maka, were twin digimon from the same digi-tama. Melissa had nicknamed the Terriermon and Lopmon the Bun-Bark twins from their names and appearances. The Dracomon were nicknamed the Rawr-Rawr twins. One of his friends from Japan, a scholar like him named Koushiro (nicknamed 'Izzy' for his family name Izumi), noted this phenomenon as most peculiar in that he has documented only two accounts. Those two accounts were indeed the Bun-Barks and the Rawr-Raws. He also couldn't find any coincidence or relation between the two twins, arguing that they aren't particularly relevant to each other since they were born at different times.

Truth be told, Melissa and Dalton both met Ashu and Maka and obtained their digivices only two years ago during the virus event with Lopmon. Another interesting anomaly Izzy had noted was the differences in Dalton and Melissa's digivices. He'd seen the original digivices that he, the Obadai Digidestined, and Willis had as well as the D-3 the second generation of Digi-Destined obtained. These, however, he didn't recognize. Gennai, who Willis was told was a humanoid entity of sorts in the Digital World the Japanese Destined were sent to, didn't say he recognized them either. Dalton and Melissa's digivices were larger for one, about the size of a baseball. They more round than oval shaped and had an interesting slot on the side. Izzy still hadn't discovered the use for that slot, but inside it he discovered an array of receptors and scanners and what not. Even for Willis, who was the brainiac on the west side of the world, it was a hard time understanding Izzy's findings. It could be said again that Izzy reeeaaallly enjoyed the weeks he studied those contraptions. Willis didn't really care anyway, so long as his cousins and their digimon were happy together.

More footsteps came to the front porch. "Well I don't know about you guys but if my buddy Maka does get here, these delicious pizzas I made with you two will be all mine!" A boy with black and white camouflage styled cargo pants, a plain white t-shirt, and tousled midnight hair was approaching the two. He had his arms up behind his head in a cradling manner, tilting his head back and resting on them. Willis laughed a little. "You mean 'ours', right Dalton?" he asked the boy. Dalton merely beamed back. "Depends on how fast you all eat. I know how fast I eat, and something tells me that it's a lot faster than you two."

This time Melissa chuckled. "Phht, please, you're too much. At least we won't get stomach aches from devouring so much food in under a minute. And if our friends get back soon enough I don't believe your eating habits will be the definition of fast anymore."

Willis could here rustling leaves and child like screaming in the distance. "Speak of the devils, here they come now." In another few moments, the three missing digimon popped out of the bushes and landed in a dog pile, scrambling to get up and in the house before the other to get their hands on the food. Melissa and Ashu glared at Dalton and Willis who were both nervously trying to avert their gaze from her death stare. Melissa then looked down to her partner. "Fine exemplars, my little Dracomon?" Ashu chuckled to himself. "Perhaps I was wrong, m'lady. But you must admit that they are quite the amusing spectacle."

Lopmon was the first to make it out of the pile, covered in dirt and scratches, and managed to use his ears to spring him towards the cabin porch. "Mwahahahaha! Victory and the pizza are mi-"

"OH NO YA' DON'T!" Willis swiftly stuck his hand up in the air and caught Lopmon by his long ear. With his momentum lost, Lopmon fell down into his partner's arms with a thud. "Ow, hey! You know better than to pull on the ears. They are delicate and beautiful and I can't have you go and ruining them." Willis shook his head. "I don't know 'bout you, but I think you kept both the attitude and the evil laugh you had from when you got infected with that virus." Willis picked up the blue end of one of Lopmon's ears. "And your fancy re-colored ears."

"Oh and guess what, I also kept its appetite! Now let… me…at…that…PIZZA!" Terriermon had climbed off the ground too and began dusting himself off. "I'd let him go if I were you, Willis. I know first hand how hungry he gets. Y'know…'cause he ate me and all." Willis glared at his green and white friend as he walked inside before returning to his other. "Now, did you notice how Terriermon was able to clean himself off a little before entering our host's house? Why don't you do that before you go inside? Then you can have as much, er…. A lot of pizza, ok?" Lopmon grunted before hopping out of Willis' arms and shaking the dust off of him. He ran inside after his brother, Ashu and Maka in tow.

Dalton just shook his head. "Honsetly, it's an amazement you're able to handle those two like you do!" Willis turned to his cousin. "What are you talking about, you have twins too!" Melissa laughed loudly. "Ha! Yeah, but he has someone to share the weight with. You don't besides maybe your mother." Willis rolled his eyes. "Come on, I'd like to enjoy some of that pizza I made before it's all gone." Willis walked inside. "Ohhhh, I see." Melissa piped. "This must be why we slaved together to make THREE large pizzas."

"Just get in here and eat the pizza!"

The Bun-Barks and Rawr-Rawrs all sat down on the cabin sofa near the fire place. "THAT WAS DELICIOUS PIZZA! Honestly, why don't we sell this stuff?" Terriermon exclaimed loudly. Ashu was wiping his muzzle with a napkin. "Yes, Lady Melissa, you did a fine job cooking this dish! Kudos to you!" Melissa laboriously walked over and plopped down on the other couch opposite the digimon's. "Oh silly Ashu, Willis made it not me. I just helped grab stuff out of the fridge and got the oven ready." Willis came and sat down with her, followed closely by Dalton. "Yeah you're right," Willis stated. "But I do appreciate you two helping me. Especially Ashu for cleaning the dishes." Willis shut his eyes. "Dang, there was a ton of them," he moaned as he sunk deeper into the couch.

"Well, what are we gonna do now? Willis has to go back to Colorado tomorrow!" Maka exclaimed. "Let's have some fun! Let's play Yahtzee orrrr something else!" Willis perked up. "How 'bout some video games?" Dalton put his fist up into the air. "Woot! Home-made pizza and home-made video games! Willis I must say you are the glorious incarnation of DIY!" Willis was glad that Dalton approved. "What say you, Melissa?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Sure, I guess. I know I'm not good at them, but being the only girl here I don't see my opinion getting through to you men."

"….Sexist," Dalton titled his sister.

"Ignorant," his sister retorted.

"O-k then!" Willis broke the scuttle. He turned to the twins. "How about you four, care for a game?" The digimon all beamed, nodded, thumbed up, and approved in any other way they could. "Alright, then I'll get her set up."

Willis had become nearly professional in programming and computer graphics. He didn't tend to use it for many things important as of yet (besides of course creating a catastrophic entity that hacked into the Pentagon in D.C., launched two nuclear missiles, and nearly wiped out his home town and Tokyo doing so….on accident of course!), but he did find it fun to create little games and such. Based on his events about many years ago, he decided to create a digimon special rpg for him and the other Digidestined to enjoy called "War Game". Willis got out his laptop and certain cords and brought them to the big, flat screen TV at the living room wall. He plugged the controllers into the cpu and the other cords into the TV. He then connected the TV's cords into the computer. With the computer booted up and logged in, Willis sifted through various setting and options choosing what he wanted done. Finally finished, he set down his computer, picked up the TV remote, and clicked on. The flat screen portrayed his desktop picture of him, Terriermon and Lopmon all in front of a large mountain range in Colorado.

Dalton was impressed. "Wow, well done Einstein. How'd you do that?" Willis just grinned as he clicked the icon for the game on his computer, the image of him doing so portrayed on the TV. A small hourglass began flipping until a window popped up and a silhouette of a very familiar villain with long arms and big claws appeared on the screen. Another second and "War Game" in gold letters appeared across the shadow and digital music started to play. "I used my leet hacker skills, that's how." Willis finally replied to Dalton. "Oh yeah, the same skills that got your little creation inside government computers and that nearly blew up Tokyo?" Willis nodded grimly. "And, changing the subject thank you, the same skills that made this game. Take your controllers." Willis, Dalton and Melissa each took one of three controllers. "Hey, no fair!" Terriermon piped up. Maka nodded his head. "Yeah, how do you plan on us playing." Dalton turned to them. "Shh. It's called taking turns. Learn this ancient art as you also learn the art of whooping digital butt in video games from us masters…"

All four digimon muttered, "I take offense from that," in perfect synchronization.

Willis started the game and loaded a save file. He and his cousins had actually already started the game and progressed some, so they were well into it. Surprisingly, they were doing much better than their digital counter parts. Willis however, despite being the game's creator, just stood back most of the time and let the twins find their way through the game. He chose a long ranged character because of this while the other two were mainly melee combat oriented. The combat style in the game was designed not only around digimon attack styles but also different weapons and armor to go with your character. It was kind of a rip off from another game Willis had played a while ago.

A selection screen popped up when the loading was done, giving access to files containing saved characters. And of course, these saved characters were digimon. Willis had been able to download a whole list of digimon characters into the game compliments of Izzy's study data on many digimon encounters. As 'Choose your Character' displayed itself in gold lettering on the screen, each person went through a drop menu of digimon. Dalton and Melissa both chose a Dracomon for their characters, colored respectively for Maka and Ashu. Willis had two characters, and everytime he had to make a choice. "Ok you two, who is it gonna be this time?" Both Terriermon and Lopmon frantically waved their arms in the air for his pick.

Willis sighed as he reached into his pocket for a coin. "Seeing as this is going no where," he started, "you two just call it in the air." Willis placed a quarter on his thumb and flipped it. Terriermon was first to call out "Tails!" before Willis caught the coin. He looked at the result. "Good choice Terriermon!" Terriermon clenched his little paws together in excitement as his twin crossed his arms. "Hmph, just watch, he'll pick me next time…"

Willis scrolled down the list of digimon until he found Terriermon. With his character selected, the screen flashed and brought up a list of items the characters had all obtained. "EQUIP YOUR WARRIOR!" the game ordered in an enthusiastic female voice. The three downloaded their best armor chips into the characters. Then came weapons. "Sooooo sis," Dalton started expectantly as he turned his gaze to his sister, "what's it gonna be this time?" Melissa flicked the analog stick on the controller and made her decision. "BASHING STYLE ANKOKUTEN SWORD EQUIPPED." The woman's voice proclaimed. Dalton nodded. "Alright then, I'll go with this one…" Dalton scrolled and clicked his desired weapon. "CRUSHING STYLE BLADES D-SLAYER EQUIPPED." Willis then scrolled and made his choice. "SHOT STYLE BLASTER GUNS EQUIPPED." Willis turned to the other two."We all set?" The two siblings nodded, focused on the screen. Willis pressed start. "START WAR GAME!"

The screen reconfigured and showed a Terriermon and two Dracomons staring inland from a cliffside. A compass on the map directed them to head in that direction. "Alright team, let's move out!" The three figures dashed forward as the screen moved with them. Eventually, a horde of Goburimon realized out of nowhere and began to attack them with their cudgels. Both Dracomons rushed forward. "Tail Smash!" The dragons landed two solid marks on their own Goburimon, and the enemies wisped away in a puff of data. With the frontline enemies out of the way, Willis was now ready for a clear shot to the soldiers in the back. "Bunny Blast!" A green flare shot from the Terriermon's mouth and blew up in the back line of soldiers. Within moments the Goburimon were wiped out. Dalton narrowed his eyes. "That was easy…too easy." A flash of blue erupted from the ground a large Ogremon burst forth from the light, carrying his bone club with him. "Good intuition Dalton, haha!" Willis chuckled. Dalton whipped his head towards Willis. "You knew that would happen, didn't you!" Willis nodded his head. "Duh, I made the game." Melissa had enough of the bantering. "I don't know about you idiots, but I'm….what was it called again Willis?" Willis sighed. "Digivolving, Melissa. A cross between Digital and Evolve. Di-gi-volve." Melissa huffed at the rude remark. "Fine, don't get all rude about it, geez!"

She opened a menu on her status bar on the screen and went to the 'Digivolve' icon. She scrolled to the only choice currently available, Champion: Coredramon. "Alright! Digivolve now!" A small animation occurred where her Dracomon glowed white. His body grew larger as did his wings, and a large red horn sprouted from his nose. The figure roared with new found strength. "I'm following suit, sis." Dalton added. Willis nodded. "As am I." The two boys each also selected their own digivolve. Dalton's Dracomon digivolved into a Coredramon as well, though it was still colored marsh green. Terriermon digivolved into the denim wearing, gunslinging dog-rabbit Gargomon.

"INITIATING OFFENSIVE PROGRAMMING!" the game voice exclaimed. "DOWNLOADING…." The Coredramons were suddenly outfitted with their own weapons, the blue with a large katana like sword and the green with dual blades that hooked on to its arms. "COMPLETE! INITIATING OFFENSIVE CAPABILITY ENHANCEMENT! DOWNLOADING…" Gargomon's machine gun hands glowed with arcing electricity. A pair of guns, the ones that Willis chose as his weapon, appeared and shared the arcing electricity as they disassembled and added on to the digimon's arsenal. The electricity faded, revealing newly refurbished guns. "COMPLETE! WARRIOR PROGRAMS READY FOR VIRAL PURGING!" Dalton grinned. "Let's show this punk whose boss. Melissa, follow my lead!" Dalton's character charged forward, his blades held out ready to slash. The slower Ogremon had hardly time to react to the dual slice it received from the blades. Its HP bar decreased in size. Melissa's Coredramon was next with it's katana, as it sliced down the middle of the Ogremon. Its HP was now at minimum.

"Now Willis!" Melissa exclaimed. Willis leaped his Gargomon in the air and aimed his guns at the Orgemon. "Gargo Laser!" The guns shot rapid bolts of green energy at the Ogremon, blowing it up as well into bits and pieces of Data. Willis smiled. This level he had created was just too easy for the three of them. And then, something intriguing to Willis occurred. The game flashed red as WARNING! Slayed out across the TV screen. But it wasn't that which surprised Willis, but more or less the placement. 'That's odd…' he thought. 'That's the signal for a boss fight…but I didn't configure a boss to pop up here….' Dalton and Melissa seemed enthused enough, so Willis just labled it as a glitch he would have to fix later. Unfortunately, he was about to find out that he was wrong.

In the cabin, all the digital clock alarms suddenly began beeping as their numbers began changing faster than the naked eye could witness. The light began flickering and mot annoyingly the microwave oven turned on. The laptop was ceasing to function, now displaying a blue screen of death with bi-numeral coding all across it. Despite that though, the TV and more peculiar the game was still functioning fine. "What the crap is going on with this place!" Dalton yelled, now obviously startled by the phenomena around them. Willis grimaced. "I have a hunch…I hope I'm wrong though…" Without warning on the TV screen, a large circle of darkness opened up in the ground and out slowly crawled a frightening digimon. It had long cable like arms and legs ending in humongous three clawed hands and somewhat smaller feet. It had a triangular head and a mouth without lips that always seemed to smile at you with sick evil intent behind it. Short orange hair flowed from the back of its head, red spine curled out of its back, and it had a small indentation in its chest that looked like some laser of sorts.

"Willis…" Terriermon addressed his partner. "Willis…is that who I think it is?" Willis nodded grimly. "Yeah, but he's supposed to be the game's last boss. And by how…real he looks…" Willis took another look over the familiar digimon. "…I don't think I created this boss….for this game at least." Willis stared right at the screen, right into the eyes staring back at him. The eyes of Diaboromon. Melissa finally pieced it together. "Wait, are you saying that that thing there is the internet virus you created? Why is it in your game!" Willis didn't have time to answer.

The Diaboromon roared. "Catastrophe Cannon!" he exclaimed in a rugged demonic sounding voice before shooting a huge laser from its chest at the digimon figures. The laser was too fast to dodge, and all three characters were hit. They instantly burst into data particles. "Well, that glitch ended fast, right Willis? Game over now, right man, game over?" But the screen did not display GAME OVER. Instead, Diaboromon merely turned its hateful gaze to its next targets…which were oddly enough outside the video game."Dammnit!" Willis cursed. "Tai and Matt destroyed him, Davis and I destroyed him, Davis destroyed him again with Ken's help! How many more times is he going to keep coming back!" The laser cannon began charging again, and it was aimed at the TV screen.

"Willis, what's happening? Why is it aiming for us? Willi-uh?" Ashu jumped in front of Melissa. "M'lady, please stay safe behind me…" Melissa was really wierded out now. "Why, what are you defending me for?" She looked around and noticed Maka, Terriermon and Lopmon were defending their partners as well. "What's the big deal guys? It's just a game right?" Willis didn't reply. His thoughts were to busy trying to make sense of this all. He was doubtful…but what if it was real? Melissa, Dalton, and the Rawr-Rawrs had never fought before. And if it took at least a Royal Knight and sometimes a knight-mega DNA digimon combined to beat this guy, Willis didn't know if he could protect him with only his two digimon who could change to champion only. Willis wished he still had that golden Digi-Mental. Having GoldRapidmon now would really set his mind at ease.

"CATASTROPHE CANNON!" Willis snapped back into reality to see Diaboromon launch his laser seemingly towards the kids. The plasma TV was smoking now and the screen was suddenly glowing blood red from the attack. Willis had no doubt no doubt about it. This was real, and it was his Diaboromon. It had come after him again…but why? The TV was now shaking against the wall as the glow got brighter. After that, all Willis remembered seeing was a large gold symbol not too different from an infinity sign before his vision blacked out.

WHAAAAAAAT! 02 IS IN THIS! Yeah, nobody saw that coming. And you may ask why exactly did I just randomly switch from the end of Tamers to an original piece of Adventures. Well, the Adventures world and Tamers world have much in common, for example Ryo.

Duke: Keyon, quiet before you ruin your own story!

Ok, fine fine. Anyway, I decided that the first and this chapter are both part of a very long prologue to get away from the original plot line effectively and officially. Also, it's interesting to see Diaboromon again, (or boring, you decide. I find that he's a lot like Orochimaru and Sephiroth...THEY NEVER DIE!) Willis, who was my favorite Destined, as well as my original characters. So please keep up, Prologue part 3 will be up soon!

Scribe away, Keyon.

Willis, Terriermon, Gargomon, Lopmon, Diaboromon, Goburimon, Ogremon, Coredramon and Dracomon are all Ban-Dai's

Yahtzee is Milton Bradley's

Melissa and Dalton are mine

And Port Orford is a real place...as well as cold. TT-TT