Parallel Rose: Oh dear, am taking a risk here. Of course I don't have to tell you that the italics are in the past but if you truly get confused it goes in this order:

Below is Kuro.

The second is Rika/Renamon by the end of this chapter.

The next is Kuro and "Shiro's" little memory (all will be clear when Kuro makes his intro)

After that it's Phoenixmon.

Then we have the Tamers world currently that happens for chapter.

Good luck!

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My life was never like this…

I used to be a normal preteen boys, I would eat, sleep, breathe and laugh like many others... I think? I had parents, they loved me like anyone would their lone child, they have me presents on my birthdays, feed me dinner at night time and we'd all sit a the same table and laugh together. We'd visit family together, they'd pick me up from school, I'd learn from that day's lesson, I'd have friends… that's what I knew. I hoped that happened. I couldn't remember a thing without my mind spinning like crazy…

All I know that is I regretted whatever path I took that brought me here. That cursed path had been the very pathway to my meanings confusion even to that day. Am data now. No more than a powerful but insufficient combination of data.

I can't be human anymore whether I can leave this world or not, with my childhood destroyed from what I can grasp the only thing I can do right now is to watch bitterly as the whole world moves without me.

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Sakuyamon swiftly moved her staff and the words escaped her lips as she realised an encore of attacks. Blue, red, and sliver foxes slivered round her form and shot to the birds on hot pursuit, with the very elements of wind, water and fire at her command Sakuyamon was only left to ascend higher to the skies onto Phoenixmon as one by one each Harpymon merely fell from the skies to the floor like stones.

She didn't need to say anything, Rika could feel her same smile crawling on to her face as well.

"Rika, stay sharp!" Henry called from under the brigade of Harpymon. He absentmindedly wondered if she could hear him under the amiss of the high pitched screeching.

But either way she was broken room her puzzle of thought and finally paid attention to the tasks at hand at the fury of untamed Harpymon above her, she smirked to herself, she and Renamon had already Digievolved to Sayukamon awhile ago… mere champions wouldn't stand a chance. She'd turned to Sakuyamon in case of the worst… though the main part of the problem was merely watching as his minion attacked. Stories above hovered a Phoenixmon, four wings and all.

"Lets go!"

They did.

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"Kuro! Kuro!" A young voice screeched in the battlefield, the young boy wouldn't believe this, he wouldn't! Kuro would not die. He'd get up half dead and live on for may years, years that they could spend together because he had no one left. He held his partner's hand and clenched his fingernails in hoping to give his life away that Kuro may live in their bitter and engulfing darkness.

His skin only remained bone pale.

No. No. No! He watched the blood slide down his white arm like a ribbon. It was it's fault all his fault, if Kuro died he would kill him and watch him burn in hell.

"Rot Barbamon!" salty tears came as did a gritted jaw.

"Die!"

And a burning surge pulsated his wish as it thundered though his body, like wild fire burning his inside and out to where he surprised the flames weren't blazing in front of his eyes. A dormant creature wrecked havoc upon him, the rage of knowing his only friend was dying because of him…it that made him mad with fury. He let go of Kuro's limp hand and let his rage spike and as it absorbed him he let it pursuit.

Barbamon wouldn't know what hit him!

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There was a rift in the digital worlds portal. A digimon could step foot into human domain like an idle walk in the park. An army of wild harpy suddenly let themselves across the land like an hurricane. From the shadows ashes a Phoenixmon set loose, bent on causing chaos with marvellous flames of it's own justice.

Barbamon's orders shall wreck his law like havoc.

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It had been a while since the tamers had ended the battle with the D-reaper. It had been six years since they had hastily pulled up what ever weapons they had, left their homes and sought after the evil that had caused them so much horror in their world. Thankful to the fact that the situation had spread no further than the land of Japan the tamers could only cast aside and permanent changes the quest had done to them.

Because they could tell you that now with great power come with responsibility. After that returned they were bombarded by Paparazzi and the confusing and the lingering chaos of it all it became difficult for them to forge anything close to a normal teenage life.

Leomon had been reincarnated soon after the battle, Takuto had never seen Jeri so happy. He finally brought up the courage to ask her out after seeing as he was the one persuaded the Sovereigns to the task, he'd even asked them to create Dobermon for Alice a girl who had joined the tamers after. In all they grew together, learning with age and building themselves with more than the label of 'The Tamers'. In the what was a time of six years everything began to settle down and fade away into the peace they fought for.

Not for long.

As a storm brew as did a bizarre fog that hovered over a thick traffic jam, drivers in pure confusion stopped their honking, beeping, and cursing out of their windows as a thick silence hung in the air as the fog hastened in seconds, there was only silence, ascending fog and the bleak eyes of car lights that sat in the area. It was alarming.

A sudden ear spearing screech came like a battle call, human hybrid swung their wings spun out of the fogs centre while wild red eyes watched them silently. People screamed, abandoned their cars like frightened puppies. They all thought they were done for, they thought those children had dealt with this years ago and the other creatures land could lie in harmony with war. Had it started again? Had it begun again? Would six years ago be fruitless and would it continue like a cycle?

A loud screech rung round the area and echoed on all surfaces, banging human ear drums and with that the call excited the hybrids further. They were no children in the park anymore, ignorantly hitting each other or playing on rusty swings, people left shops and cars in haste and scrambled though a mess of abandoned cars like ants. People serrated from each other from the madness from the vulnerable five year old to separated couples. The city ran in pure chaos at the shock of it all. The hybrid dived like eagles on prey, picked at them, destroying buildings, vehicles, and signs. Really, truly could no body save them.

In a park far off from the doomed area remained a shed, ones that remain in primary schools to hold sport eqiupment. There were no footballs, baseballs, or basketalls just as there were no humans in the court that remained near it. In that shed remained a child, a teenager, talk and skinney. Messy brown hair and dull red eyes. They watched the other form before him, the dinosaur that ate before him and wondered if he should of commented on his table manners but thought better of it.

The dinosaur before him was named Guilmon. A playful but rather fearsome looking digimon at first glance, sharp white claws, wild yellow eyes, thick black sprites, and a long reptile like tail. It was such a loving creature.

The symbol on his forhead suddenly pulsed. It stopped eating and it's pupils turned to dots.

"Whats wrong Guilmon?"

Every muscle in it's being tensed and it's body yearned for battle.

"Guilmon?"

The digimon leapt out of the small foundation in haste, like a hound on prey.

Fear shot though the boy like a gun bullet. Something was trully wrong. The boy stumbled down the steps and wobbled after his partner in what could call a pathetic display. He didn't care, as along as he knew what had drove his partner like such put on a clown suit and dance.

He ran though carparks, roads and streets the whole town was in such a buzz of chaos of what had happened it just stop functioning. A female voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Takuto!"

"Rika!"

She'd seen Guilmon. She and Renamon her fox partner had seen. He could only pant heavy as the walked to them, he wa never a runner anyway.

"Spit it out already!" Now rika had changed from her younger self, she was no longer as impatent, rude, aloof, nasty mouth a she was before but those habit could only come back if she didn't find out what was happening soon. A wild Guilmon lead to chaos, she had seen the results years before Megadramon was not a pretty outcome.

"Guilmon sensed something." He choked out.

That rung alarm bells, "Renamon is he ri--", He was, her partner was blank eyes and focusing on nothing ahead of her, a look that of only been one where she sences an oppent. "He is!" She snapped out of her trace. "And I can not fathdom why I have not sensed it before!" She silent scolded herself for it.

"Yes, why that was possible for both of us I do not know" A deep voice replied. Renamon and Rika turned, Takuto still looked beyond to where his partner had run off to. A humanoid lion stood feet above them and lowered itself to let a petie girl off it's shoulders, she waved at Rika but turned to her boyfriend with worry. He smiled back not to worry her, he felt dirty in doing so. He knew how much it burdened her when she thought of such things. He put on a brave face.

"Jeri go get the others, Leomon can help you find us by sense." He briefly held her hand and tightend his grip and ran off wordlessly. Jeri could only trust her boyfriend and do what she could to help, she hoped on Leomon and quiety asked him to leave to Alice's house.

Rika smirked to herself, perhaps her, Leomon, and Renamon were the only ones that knew. That brief contact Takuto gave Jeri was not only to assure her but to lift his strength as well, Jeri knew nothing of how she effected Takuto, how she was the princess that made him a shning knight. She followed him she would ponder later, there wa situation at hand.

When they came they saw carnage, bodies being taken away and hidden under crumbling building covered by wild human like birds, children screaming, grown men and woman crying as the searched for loved ones and the sight of it drove Takuto sick. The D-reaper wasn't like this, people were evuated and moved out of harms way, they let this happen. Buildings were smash. Turned to crumle and debris that would litter the battle field back then.

no one shed blood, children weren't defencless picking for Harpymon in fact the only thing he could think of that was close to this sight was seeing jeri…

He did want to be sick now. Sure he a drawer and drew bloody fight scenes and watched bloody cartoons but the sight of real blood repulsed him, like the lone horrid stain on a white sheet . It made him think of beyond mere blood, removed heads, bones, lifeless eyes and the thought death itself.

And what even make him feel worst was that voice that just called and what he turned to see was nothing of his partner.

"Pyro Sphere!"

Facing off a number of Harpymon was Guilmon. Eyes dead stil but claws and fangs wild like reptiles on prey. Sakuyamon a former Renamon and Rika hovered near him.

"There's something wrong" They croused. Takuto could only agree.

"Guilmon stop it."

"Why are you attacking us, we mean you no harm!?" Sakuyamon called. They paid no heed and continued on like mindless dolls.

Guilmon didn't halt either, he killed three more, two died and one's data few into his and stared his human partner dead in the eye with blank ones. His data swifted, red became black and black became red, wings came, large dying wings as did dark purple eyes and a nasty crackle of a grin. This all came in a second but it remained in the young boy's mind for perhaps mouths, it would haunt his dreams and the memory of Megadramon would haunt him afterward.

Guilmon retunred his blank eyes to the skies, the large red eyes n the cenntre of the the thick fog lowered, as did four wings, a strong chest, bright yellow features and a phoenix like body. Sakuyamon stood ready, he had already destroyed several Harpymon with ease and helped many people return temporary to safety.

She stared into the vast sky at this winged enemy with grimace as she readied her staff in hand.

Takuto looked heplessly on, he could only hope that his girlfriend was pulling though and soon enough the others came rushing in seconds. Sakuyamon flew on nothing, her staff raised and her attack name that slipped him her lips.

"Fox Drive!"

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Rika faintly theorized with Monday's were cursed. Why some would ask was because…

Monday was the day you woke up and realised you had another four days until the weekend.

Monday was also the day that she had to begrudgingly of course to the supermarket for tonight's dinner and have Google Boy run past her in an pathetic, wheezy state after seeing the blur of Guilmon rush past her. Then have to face a rapid load of Harpymon with a scowl together as Renamon.

Fighting a league of Harpymon and a lone Phoenixmon with three megas and a load of champions though she wouldn't count Kazu's Marineangemon really… though it was a lifesaver in healing compartment but really in battlefield Rika felt sorry for he poor thing.

Fighting a another Harpymon that had suddenly came and sending it flying, Rika just caught the sudden sight of Megagargomon nearly hurtling stories below her. She knew Henry would catch himself, no matter how much of a pacifist he was he'd fight like hell if peace was being ruptured.

She let herself loose in the on core. Slashing Harpymon attacks like flies and headed for the prey in minutes. At Renamon's whisper, her grip… their grip tightened round the staff.

The screams above came like onslaught, a horrid symphony of bird calls one after one after one. No matter how horrid Rika only told herself that she'd been though worst. Six years, had it really been that long when she pulled those pieces of cardboard though her Digivice with more that the gain of that next card game you would win, where to that swipe had the success of said manoeuvre on whatever foe before her?

Was this all really going to come back?

Bantoleomon leapt over his coat swinging off his shoulders in the wind. Rika was so caught in her thought she wasn't thinking straight, Megagargomon had launched missiles that had shot past her face only by centimetres, as did Andromon's and Dobermon's attacks. She flinched, it really was coming back at least for now anyway, but who was to say that with this they never came more. Wherever they came from more would follow, holding with whatever grudge they suddenly held for them.

Wait!? What they fighting for? A truce had been settled long ago, we won't enter your world if you do nothing to ours that was the deal they had set. The sovereigns had agreed, the D-reaper had been destroyed, what had driven them?

"They were merely slaves by the mind of the Phoenixmon above us. Perhaps its better for them" Her partner told her, her mind and thoughts only separate inside the bounds of their body.

"How--"

"Their eye are blank to those around them, I believe that is why we could not sense them. They are merely blank dolls by Phoenixmon.. But how the master of this has remained unknown passes me."

"Your turning soft." Rika jabbed. She could fell her fox's smirk.

"Lets fight" They chorused by their tongue. And that was how she got into this all started.

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Parallel rose: A hundred errors I know and your all confused as shit aren't you… but it's up so it's not all bad right?