Digimon DPD

Chapter 2: Home Wrecker

Bonjour, hola hello! Welcome to the second chapter of Digimon DPD! The story starts here, last chapter was more like a quarter into it. Anyways review and enjoy. Question of the day: Who's your favorite digi- destined?

Its about seven o'clock at night. A cool September breeze blows through the open window, carrying with it the scent of fall. Inside a small room sits a boy playing on his computer. He has curly brown hair and thick glasses. His skin is pale, he doesn't go outside that often, even during the recent summer break. His body is chubby, years of inactivity and poor diet have ruined the once athletic frame.

Matt Meek was playing his favorite game, Universe of Peacecraft. Ever since he had quit martial arts its been the only activity in his life. Matt's brown eyes were glued on the computer screen. Under his breath he whispered, "One more level just one more level. One level to learning meteor." for the last four years he had built his avatar to the peak of perfection. Deep down he knew why he strived for perfection in the game's world, his own life sucked.

His parents called him down for dinner, he rushed down, a light thud with each footstep. It was pizza night, his favorite.

"So Matt how are your studies?" his father, a lean balding man, inquired.

"Fine." Matt replied. Recently his grades had slipped from 97's to 95's. He'd have to re dedicate himself to them, after his raid was done on the game.

"Were proud of you honey." his mother said, a faint smell of booze on her lips. She was a drinker, always had been. Always would be.

The small family ate in silence for the next few minute. Matt excused himself, returning to his room to begin his homework.

Matt raced through the math problems, basic algebra. Even being in advanced classes didn't challenge the eighth grader. In all his thirteen years of life nothing had ever challenged him besides gym class. Sighing he put his algebra book away, crawling into his bed to end another uneventful day.

School was hell. He was the class nerd, the fat cry baby that was everyone's punching bag. No one seemed to stand up for him, no one in the crowd would step in and help. He keeled over as ayet another blow to his ribs came from the large blonde boy in front of him.

"Come on loser." he taunted laughing stupidly with his friends, members of the wrestling team no doubt from the size of them. "Hit me back fatty." he laughed, egging Matt further into a fight he couldn't win.

Spitting on the ground Matt wound up a punch aimed at the boy's groin. The larger boy just knocked it aside, giving Matt a bloody nose for his efforts.

"Now lets finish you…" he said before getting interrupted by the moring bell, Time for class. "next time, Matty Fatty." he said leaving Matt to try and loook presentable for class.

After going to the bathroom and cleaning up the blood on his face, Matt rushed to class. He was already late, and having a dirty uniform on top of it earned him a detention. What followed was a day of rude comments and dity looks. At lunch he sat alone with his books, gym he was the last picked and barley got to play. By 6th period he was already counting down the minutes to go home, or at least detention. There he could read.

He sat in that class room waiting patiently, but still enjoying his book. The newest volume of the Lebach manga. His love of anime and manga was another reason he was hated. It was considered 'weird' by the other kids.

It was five o'clock by the time they let him out, he would be late. His online friends needed his mage to help finish the raid. He rushed home, not wanting to be caught alone on the darkening streets of Los Angeles, a city that had a notable gang reputation. It would be only a minute or two to his house, no need to hurry.

Above the city flew a bird, soaring powerfully on the air currents of the windy city. This however was not a native creature to this city, or evn the world. The bird was gigantic, the size of a building easily. It had strong powerful green wings and sharp talons. It was a Digimon, or more accurately Parrotmon. It had somehow broken through the barrier between the two worlds, and it waned to destroy something, that house looked nice. 'It will be fun to blow up something blue', the monster thought of himself.

Matt saw his little blue house just a street away. Suddenly though he heard a screech and looked up. A giant bird monster was flying towards his home. It didn't look friendly. Matt started slowly sprinting, but it was already too late.

The beast flew above the house and screamed in a voice Matt would never forget. The antennae on the bird began to spark with an intense energy. Matt screamed as loud as he could, like it would somehow save his parents.

"SONIC DESTROYER!" the giant parrot yelled as a stream of electricity ripped through the small house. Splinters flew in all directions as the former house exploded. Matt couldn't imagine, couldn't process, what just happened. He stood there, helpless.

Parrotmon laughed. It had been far too long since he had done anything that much fun. And look, he made a a little human child cry. Not a seeker I sight either. It must be his lucky day! Some fire works and fresh meet.

Matt crawled backwards as the monster took several terrifying steps forward. It was laughing, Matt shut his eyes, ready for it to end. He would join his parents.

Fate however had other plans, and so did Dracus Stark. He had watched the whole scene from afar, and was now ready to step in. A flash of light behind him told him he was ready.

"Nighty night little boy!" The monster roared as he lunged at Matt. Suddenly a crack of a whip and red lightning appeared, knocking the monster off balance.

"You!" the monster yelled in anger, as he stared into the face of what Matt though must be one of those twilight vampires. Except this one was clearly seven feet tall and would probably kill you before he sparkled.

"Wicked cool." Matt said in awe. A man appeared next to him, coming out of the shadows. "Are you alright?" he said, a voice of a well cultured man.

We was about six feet tall and had pale skin to match the vampire thing. His hair was slicked back and his yellow eyes seemed to be able to see in the dark. On his arm was a red gauntlet of some kind.

"Who are you? What are those things?" Matt asked.

"Just let me and Myotismon handle this kid. I'll explain when its over." and with that a short red blade appeared from the gauntlet.

"What the hell are you?" Matt asked astonished. The man just smirked, "I'm just a a scientist." he said and pointed his weapon at the giant monster bird.

"Myotismon, we do not have time to play around. He is only a champion, finish him now!" the man ordered, his voice demanding respect. Parrotmon was not amused by it, "You think you can kill me little man? I am unstoppable!" he yelled in rage.

Myotismon just smiled, "I'm afraid your goose is cooked, polly." Myotismon said coldly as he pulled out his whip again, striking the beast. Parrotmon evaporated, small white particles of data replaced the once monstrous bird.

The data flew into the man's gauntlet. He checked some kind of display.

"About three hundred digibytes. Not bad. Average champion level Digimon." he then turned his attention towards Matt. "The question here is, what to do with you?"

I stuttered, "Mmm…me?" this guy just killed that Parrotmon or whatever he called it, what did he want with me? Matt thought to himself.

"Yes you. You've seen far too much for me to just leave you." he then looked me over, like he was analyzing me. "Right age. Same look as the others. Yes I think so." he said quietly to himself.

"There's just one thing I need to ask before I decide your fate."

"What is it?"

'Do you want revenge? Do you want to make sure Digimon like that never hurt another human being again?" he asked coldly/

Matt looked at the remains at his house. His parents were dead, but maybe there was a sliver lining. This man was offering him the chance to get strong like him. He could have purpose, he could get vengeance on the monster that ruined his life.

"Yes sir. I want revenge, and I promise not to let another of those 'Digimon' hurt another human being again." Matt said determination in his brown eyes.

The man smiled, "Good then. Come with me, and I'll make you a seeker in no time." And with that the trio of the researcher, the boy, and the vampire Digimon disappeared into the night.

Well I hoped you liked this second chapter! I'll try to get a new one every week. A quick note, evil Digimon from the series may not always be villains in this story. So if you see Etamon for example don't assume they are going to fight him. So please review and thanks for reading! Also the story bounces a bit in perspective, that's why you know the name but Matt doesn't.