Digimon DPD

Chapter 3: Genesis

As always welcome to Digimon DPD! I hope you sit back, get a snack and enjoy. The way the story is being told is changing slightly, I'm going to use the third person limited. Like how Harry Potter is told. Point of View will change when I feel it is appropriate. So without further babbling here it is, chapter 3! Question of the day! Who do you think is stronger, Omnimon or Imperialdramon Fighter Mode?

Matt had been walk for what felt like hours. His feet were sore and all Darcus Stark had doe was introduce himself. It was hard to nt reconsider his choice. Not to mention the shock of what had just transpired was still washing over him. So when Darcus offered him a chance to rest he took it gratefully.

"I'm going to call in for some evac. You sit tight, shouldn't take more than a few minutes." Darcus called as he began talking into his gauntlet. Myotismon went with him, never leaving his shadow. Matt still didn't feel comfortable having a Digimon around. It was unsettling. But if Darcus trusted it so did Matt. He owed them his life anyways. And at this point, like he had a choice but to go along with them.

"Thanks HQ, Stark out." Darcus finally said and turned his attention back to the kid he had picked up. Matt, no the boy, he corrected himself. He couldn't get attached to him, attachment was the source of mistakes, and Darcus Stark did not make mistakes. The kid just didn't seem like he would make it. At thirteen he already weighed at least 185 pounds by the look of him. His thick glasses indicated poor eyesight, and he couldn't run even a few yards without huffing and puffing. But his kid was a dig destined, no doubt about it. He would make him work, or the kid would die trying.

Matt looked up hopefully, he had heard Darcus end his conversation. "Good new, our evack is on the way. ETA is twenty minutes." Darcus said in a crsp military manner.

"That's good, I was starting to think we'd end up sleeping in alley tonight." Matt replied, he didn't know what evac was but it sounded really good right now.

"This gives me enough time to explain something very important." Darcus said looking Matt in the eyes, all business on his face. Matt gulped, every second he spent with this man kept confirming his suspicion, this was not someone to mess with. Darcus raised a finger, "I'm going to say this once and only once. You've made your decision by coming with me. Your life as you knew it is over. Everything about you will be erased after tonight. Officially you're a dead man, you died in that fire got that?"

"Yes sir." Matt responded with quickly. He had already accepted that fac in his heart. His old life was over, it was time for a rebirth. He would never let another innocent person fall victim to what he had suffered. Never again.

"Then there is no going back. I didn't save you because I liked you kid. I need a new Seeker. We haven't had many recruits as of late, despite the growing connection to technology less and less chosen children are being born. So that why I saved you. You're a digi destined, a child chosen by the digital world to protect it. However you belong to the military now, you're a solider. You serve humanity first and foremost. So that makes you a Seeker candidate.

"Ok is there anything else?" Matt interrupted.

"Yes something vital you must understand. You are going to become a Seeker. If you don't….." a dark look came over his face. "You die." Matt looked horrified. Die? Was he saved from one fate only to be dealt another?

"Die?" Matt gulped out, sweat running down his face at the thought.

"Yes. I'm taking you back to the DPD headquarters. There you will reiceve personalized training from me. If you fail my training," he pulled out his crimson blade to drive the point home, "I will personally cut you myself. Do not waste my time." Matt just realized what kind of a world he had stepped into. A world where he could be killed for just a single mistake. If there wasn't another option he would have run.

Darcus must have seen the scared look on his face and decided that was enough. "Good. Anyways our ride is here."

Matt looked around, no jeep, no helicopter. Nothing at all. Then suddenly a dark humvee rolled up, completely black. It hadn't made a single noise, and it blended perfectly with the darkness.

They stepped in, and Matt fell asleep in the warm backseat. He was exhausted. Physically and mentally. So he imagined his parents faces and drifted into darkness.

When he awoke he was escorted to a small room. The took his clothes away and gave him a high pressure shower to remove and contaminants. They gave him a physical and handed him a grey jumpsuit. The number 14 was sentential on. They took him though out he facility. It was white wash white. It almost hurt just to look around. Every where he looked people were at computers, or checking monitors. He even caught a glimpse of a girl with a green blade like Darcus' s.

They sat him in a barber's chair and shaved off all of his curly brown hair. Next they removed his glasses despite his protests, returning with a laser. Matt tried not to squirm as the shot corrective blasts of light, fixxing his eyes instantly.

"But I though laser eye surgery took hours or day to heal." Matt asked a nurse.

"Yes with civilian technology. Ours is much more advanced." she answered kindly. She led him his quarters, a small grey cubicle. As he looked there seemed to be no other cubicles around him.

"Good night." she said locking the door behind her. Matt looked around his new home. Grey walls with nothing but a poster that had three children with blades and 'DPD' on the top in big bold letter. No clothes in his clostet either. As he sat on his bead he noticed it was hard as well.

None of the comforts of home, Matt thought miserably. He couldn't hold it back, he curled up into a ball in cried. He silently cursed God and his own rotten luck. Tomorrow training would begin.

Well I hope that wasn't TOO boring for all of you. Sorry for the lack of actions and Michael Bay inspired explosions lol! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of DPD. Be sure to leave a review. Bang.