Digimon: ANDC

[Dameon]

I decided what the heck and posted this here too. its also on ANDC.. well this story is 'kind of' on stand-by for now, but should be tended to when I write during the winter break.

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Chapter 1:

"AHHHHHHHH!!"

*FSSH* *FSSH* *THUMP*

"Ugh.. that was some drop.. what the heck happened to me.." Mumbled a voice.. the voice of a teenager. An odd event had just transpired, and it left a fifth-teen year old boy stranded. Where, you might ask? Looking around, he notices that he's no longer in a park, but a forest. He was no longer where he once was, well, that's not even explaining half of it. A better way to explain it all was to go back.. and see what led to this mysterious event itself.

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The story would truly begin in Shinjuku, almost a year after the events of the D-Reaper. Yes, this was the world.. or should one say, the dimension of the Digimon Tamers. Around this point in time people really knew a certain group of individuals; their names being Takato Matsuki, Henry Wong, and Rika Nonaka. Various other companions of theirs had helped in the great fight too, but their names were not highly mentioned.

That group of three were apparently in the lower grades, like Middle School. But the fifthteen year old boy, also known as Dameon Crawford, was in High School. To be more specific, he was in the 10th Grade. Things have gone very smoothly and boredly in the world, and there hasn't really been any evil digimon sightings for the longest time. There was a probable reason to believe that there were no more enemies or threats to worry about.. but that shouldn't make one think that there was no weird phonemenon.

Dameon along with many other classmates were sitting around in class, half of them pretty much zoning out. That included Dameon, as he sat in the near back and was near the window. His hand was resting upright on his desk, and he was further resting his cheek on his palm. He softly yawned and glanced out the window, out towards the many group of trees which made up the park area.

'Come on already.. ring bell, ring..' He was thinking almost beggingly, glancing away from the window and towards the clock that was perched above the classroom door. The time was 2:57.. 'Damn.. just three more minutes, and I will be home free..'

"I'm sure staring at the clock is a perfect way to pass the time, but I 'am' teaching a lesson, Dameon." Came a sharp voice. Whoever said it sounded irritated.

Dameon's face paled when he realized that he was caught well.. not listening. His eyes slowly adjusted a bit higher, and a bit more to the right.. his teacher was standing almost directly behind him. "Oh, um.. sorry Mr. Iwate." He apologized, giving a weak laugh. Mr. Iwate frowned a bit, shaking his head as if confused by the boy's behavior. "Honestly, at least 'try' to listen. Maybe then you'll get more then a C on the next test." He said, practically teasing him if one thought about it in that angle.

Some of the kids in the class giggled and snickered, amused a bit. Dameon's face reddened a bit, and he so badly wanted to say 'It was a C+, come on', but he kept himself from doing so. Instead he took an almost attentive posture, and responded. "Yes sir.."

2:59. Dameon let out a sigh and took out a pen and his agenda book, writing down the math assignment. He had spaced out through nearly a fourth of the lesson at the end, and didn't do a single bit of work when given time too. He wasn't surprised that the last test he got 'was' a C+. It would be around this time that the bell would ring, and Dameon had cracked a tiny smile while packing his stuff.

"Finally.. freedom." He mumbled. He quickly finished packing and put on his backpack, starting to make his way towards the door like everybody else, when Mr. Iwate suddenly called. "Dameon, a moment if you please."

'Damn!'

Around four or five minutes later Dameon came out of the room, head drooped down a bit. He was lectured on how he should listen, why he should listen, and what would happen if he was caught 'not' listening again. The boy was greeted by a friend of his, who was standing directly across from the door. "Sorry for the wait Kiara, teacher goes on forever," Dameon apologized, chuckling a bit.

His best friend's name was Kiara Namida, a fifteen year old girl who was a lot smarter then given credit for. She was actually nearing her sixteenth birthday.. it was September 10, 2006. Her birthday was December 18. She was older then him, but not by too much.. she smirked a bit. "I bet. Anyways come on.. you promised we could study together for those tests we have tomorrow Plus your mom's making Onigiri today, right?"

"Yeah I know.. hey! You don't need help with studying! Your just coming for the food, aren't you?!" He accused, pointing a finger at her. Kiara simply giggled a bit and turned, walking a ways towards the front doors of the school before looking over at Dameon with a grin. "Maybe.. come on!"

Dameon simply shook his head a bit and laughed. Well he couldn't blame her.. his mom only makes them for special occasions. This day just happened to be close to her and his dad's wedding anniversary. Tomorrow was the actual date, and they would be going out.. he would have the whole house to himself. "Fine." Was all he said before running to catch up with her, walking alongside with Kiara as they headed out of the school and back towards his place.

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"So, did you hear the news last night?" Kiara asked, walking along the sidewalk with Dameon. His house wasn't really too far from the school, it was easily reachable via walking. The city was lively as usual; people going around shopping, chatting, and eating. Dameon glanced at his friend confusingly, wondering what she was talking about at first. He then recalled 'what' was on the news, and he nodded. "Yeah; a kid was apparently killed near Riverside. It happened in his own home, too.."

Kiara nodded, pointing a finger up as if correcting him. "Not only that, but it was supposedly done by a digimon. There were three stab marks in the heart, almost as if it was done by an claw or something." She explained. Dameon shivered a bit.. it wasn't really graphic, but it did make his stomach clench a little in discomfort. "That.. had to hurt."

"No kidding."

The two teens continued to walk, eventually nearing their place. Dameon then stopped however, seemingly in thought. Kiara stopped a bit ahead, looking back at him with a confused look. She noticed his own face, and was startled even more. "What's wrong?" She asked. Dameon slowly looked up at her, his own questioning face being replaced by doubt.

"Are you sure.. that it was a digimon?"

Kiara was surprised a bit by the question. She then remembered.. Dameon really liked digimon; both the cards and real life ones. She shook her head and shrugged, unsure of how to really answer. "I don't know.. its what 'they' assumed. Maybe it was a real animal, or maybe it 'was' a digimon. We can't really know for sure until there's evidence." She told him.

Dameon slowly nodded, feeling better already. He always saw digimon as amazing.. cool.. beings that wouldn't harm others, except if it was spars, or if they were evil. He would quickly assume that this was an evil digimon's doing. "Okay, that's all." He told her. Kiara smiled to herself, thinking how it was kind of cute, him caring so much about digimon. Then again she wasn't surprised.. he 'did' always play the card game, and always wanted a partner of his own after seeing the events of the D-Reaper fights on television.

"Don't worry about it.." She said warmly, before turning and starting to walk again. Dameon nodded and began to walk as well. He couldn't imagine digimon killing or murdering humans.. he hoped that this would be the only story and assumption of a digimon committing that sort of deed for a very long time..

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"It was nice having you over for lunch Kiara. If you'd like, you could stay for dinner too, if your mom would be okay with it."

It was around four hours or so after Dameon and Kiara arrived at his place, and they enjoyed themselves by eating Onigiri, working and finishing homework, studying, and just hanging around and talking. She had called her foster mom beforehand and said she would be at a friend's for most of the afternoon. Her mom knew Dameon very well, and was pretty much okay with it. They were sitting at the dining room table, and Mrs. Crawford was in the kitchen washing dishes, smiling.

Kiara smiled and looked over towards Dameon's mom, bowing her head respectfully. "Its okay Mrs. Crawford, I have to get home soon anyways. Its around.." She turned to glance over at the clock. She blinked and looked surprised. "Whoa, 7:08?? Yeah I definitely got to get going.." She said while getting up, starting to pack her things back into her backpack.

Dameon's mother laughed a bit, taking an Onigiri and walking out to Kiara, handing the rice ball to her. "I understand, maybe you could give this to your mother then." She offered. Kiara nodded and smiled, taking it. "Thank you.. and yeah, she really loves your Onigiri. You make the best!"

A few minutes later after a little bit of talking, Kiara would be heading out the door. It was actually starting to get dark, and Dameon's mother seemed a bit worried about her walking home alone. It was around that point Dameon came up to her, a smile on his face. "I could walk her home mom, if that's okay with you. Oh, and you Kiara."

"Well.. your responsible enough.. even though you are flunking math.." She started. That made Dameon frown a bit. "I'm not flunking, I got a C+ in that class! Just like the test I got today." He corrected. His mom laughed a bit before nodding, moving aside. "We'll talk about this later. You can walk Kiara home.. just make sure to come back as soon as you do."

Dameon nodded and smiled, walking out and glancing at Kiara. "I will mom, see you!" He chirped. The two then started to walk off.

They would be walking and around ten minutes would pass.. they would then be heading through the park. It had a quiet and serene atmosphere.. well it was getting late. Dameon and Kiara walked a while longer before she finally turned to face him. Dameon was a bit surprised, stopping as well. "Kiara?"

"I can walk the rest of the way."

"But.." Dameon started, but decided against arguing. He didn't want to sound weird or anything.. he had a small crush on her for well, a while now. He hadn't even gathered the nerve to ask her on a single date, of the regular or study kind. He slowly nodded, feeling defeated even though he hadn't asked her out in the first place. "Okay."

Kiara smiled softly before nodding, waving and turning. "Talk to you tomorrow Dameon.. night!" She told him before heading off, leaving the boy alone. Dameon stood there for a bit, watching Kiara walk off. He then nodded and turned himself, heading back home too. He only took a few steps though, before he suddenly froze. Something just struck him.. not physically, but a weird feeling. He couldn't move..

But maybe that was because he saw something 'glitch' right in front of his eyes, in mid-air. He blinked and rubbed his eyes a bit, thinking he was just seeing things. In fact it seemed he did, and he laughed a little to himself. "Weird.. guess I'm more tired then I thought.." He mumbled. He knew he should get home soon, before he started to hallucinate or something.

Dameon walked a bit more before seeing it happen again. This time he stopped, stunned and looking around. Was this happening all around or just in front? Well it wasn't happening behind him.. or to the sides.. or above, or below. Just in front of him.. in fact, the glitching was starting to become frequent, and in a much larger area. "What the.." The boy mumbled, stepping back. It looked as if space was tearing apart in front of him, ripping a huge hole. In fact it began to, a suction-like wind of some sort starting to pull Dameon in.

His eyes widened immensely.. he would probably get killed if he was dragged in! He turned and started to try and run away, and for a moment he was succeeding. 'No freaking way I'll be dragged in!' He told himself in his thoughts, though found himself struggling more and more. It was odd.. the suction was getting harder, and forcing himself towards the portal even more. Eventually he would be lifted off his feet..

"A-AH! HELP!!" He cried out in terror, unable to grab anything. There were no benches, not trees in reach.. he was in the middle of the dirt pathway, for crying out loud. There was no one around to hear his cries of help and terror either, and he was immediately sucked into the portal. Fortunately for him he wouldn't be killed. What would happen to him though, would change his entire life forever..

TBC

[Dameon]

Chapter 2:

"AHHHHHHHH!!"

Yes, its how it began and now we have come to it once more. In truth the portal didn't kill Dameon, but dragged him into another dimension. And he wasn't falling as high as one would have expected, considering how loud he was being. He was actually only a few meters in the air, above a tree. He would crash through the leaves and branches, managing to grab onto one at first before his grip slipped. Then.. THUMP.

This is where his adventure would begin. "Ugh.. that was some drop.. what the heck happened to me.." He mumbled, rubbing his back rather painfully. He 'did' just crash through several branches, none particulary thick, but still. He directly up from where he was at.. he certainly made first impressions with the tree he plummeted through, at least on one of its sides.

He then blinked.. did he really fall from the air? So wherever that portal dragged him, he was still in the same place..? 'Wait.. this.. isn't the park..' Dameon was thinking, looking forward now and around at his surroundings. It definitely wasn't the park.. the whole area bustled with trees, plants, and other things you would find in a forest. Plus the sun was up and bright, when last time he remembered it was dark and nighttime.

"I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore.." He mumbled, dryly joking arond as he slowly began to push himself up onto his feet. There'd be no gain in just sitting around; he 'had' to go find help. Dameon hoped there would be at least one friendly face around in these parts. "Damn.. why couldn't I crash land onto a pillow, or at least something other than branches.." He mumbled, whining a little as he got up onto his feet.

There was no used whining about it now.. since there seemed to be no one around to begin with. The entire forest seemed desolate, minus the occasional sounds of 'birds' soaring and chirping in the air. Dameon frowned quite a bit at this.. he was lost, AND there was no one to get help from?

"Well this is hopeful.." He mumbled, scratching his hand slightly. 'Maybe I should just wander around a bit.. see if anybody is around or not.' He was thinking. Well there wasn't anything else he could do. Standing about would get him well.. nowhere, other then irritated. It was around this point though something clicked in his head, and he suddenly looked down at his attire. He was wearing completely different clothes then what he was wearing back at his home and dimension!

Along with his medium-long black hair and blue eyes, he was also now wearing a black beanie cap with a solid blue rim. (Similar to Koji from Digimon Frontier) He was wearing a blue shirt -with the white infinity sign as a logo- with a black jacket, open and riddled with pockets on either side. He wore a pair of black jeans, as well as regular tennis shoes. It should also be noted that he is wearing a belt, and there was a card holder on the right side. It seems there was a small deck of Digimon cards in it.. but Dameon hadn't noticed it yet.

"Okay.. this is weird. I could probably go without the cap, though.." He mumbled, beginning to walk in no particular direction.. at least his mind might wander away from the questions he had. Like what was with the sudden new appearance. His eyes shifted about, taking in the surroundings. Nothing really special; trees, lots and lots of trees everywhere. He sighed a little, mumbling to himself. "Geez.. this forest must go on for miles.. I don't even see an exit or anything." Well the forest obviously wasn't 'that' big. He was actually, ironically walking DEEPER into the already dense forest, probably dooming himself to being lost for a longer period of time.

He would be walking for the next fifteen to twenty minutes, becoming a little hungry, and more than a bit exhausted. After all, he was dragged from his dimension when it was still nighttime. Dameon yawned and continued to walk a bit more before stopping, his legs finally beginning to give away. 'Damn.. this is hopeless. Its bright as day, yet I should be asleep by now..' He rubbed his stomach a bit, his hunger building and building. 'And I'm starting to get hungry too.. maybe I should have ate more rice balls.' He thought.

Finally he went over to a tree and collapsed against it. Well the better way to put it was that he plopped down against it, sliding down till he was resting his back and head. He stared up at the currently unobstructed sky, amazed still on how it could be day when back in his world, it was night. Then again, he didn't even know where this place 'was'.

"Hm.. maybe I'm on the opposite side of the Earth. Like.. in the United States or something. Or South America.." He pondered out loud, blinking. That was a possible answer.. the other answer was that he was in another world, but he wouldn't come to that conclusion until he was completely sure. That theory would be logical in a couple of minutes though.. as the boy rested against the tree and shut his eyes for a bit, there seemed to be something hiding further off, watching him. It would be hard to make out who.. or what was staring; but after a couple of minutes, it rustled through some bushes, putting Dameon on alert.

His eyes opened almost immediately, searching around for what caused the rustling. It didn't take long for him to notice a 'moving bush' several feet in front of him. "Who's there?" He immediately questioned, though didn't expect an answer. It was a small bush, no human could hide in that thing. It must be a wild animal of some sort.. Dameon slowly inched his way up onto his feet. He had to get away before this thing decided to attack.. it moved more, he stood up faster.

'Steady.. let it come out first Dameon.. maybe its just a rabbit or something..' He was thinking, though gulped in nervousness. A minute or two passed, and the bush was rustling over and over, as if something was caught in it. Before the boy would come to the conclusion that he should walk off, something popped out. A face..

"W-What the.. that's no rabbit..!"

What had popped out of the bushes was a little creature, which resembled some sort of cat. It couldn't be a cat though, as it didn't have any arms or legs or paws, just a head-shaped body and a long tail. Dameon blinked, it blinked in return. The two seemed to be staring at each other with curious eyes for what seemed like hours, though it was only a minute or so. Then, realization hit Dameon like a ton of bricks. "Your.. a digimon..?"

The little guy nodded, smiling brightly. "Uh-huh! I'm Wanyamon, nice to meet you! Are you my tamer?" It asked in a perky sort of way. The boy blinked once again, this time having a face of surprise. Did the little one just ask if he was its tamer? He didn't know what to say.. but then words finally came to him.

"I don't think so.. sorry.." He mumbled. The Wanyamon seemed sad at first, then perked back up. "Its okay! I'm sure I'll get a tamer some day! But if your not here to be my partner, then what are you doing here?" He asked. Wanyamon certainly had a curious persona, that was for sure. Dameon smiled a bit at this, sitting back down while looking at the In-Training digimon. "I don't know really.. I was dragged here from my home.. I don't even know where this place is."

Wanyamon laughed a bit, grinning brightly. Dameon seemed a bit confused.. it knew something. He would know in a matter of seconds though why it was laughing. "Silly! This is the Digital World!"

'The Digital World...?' Dameon was certainly surprised by this bit of news. He was in the Digital World? He wondered what was that.. then he re-called something. His father worked as a scientist for H.Y.P.N.O.S before it was shut down, so he had bits and pieces of story to tell about what the Digital World and what Digimon were. It was some sort of alternate, digital reality which seemed to have grown by itself in dynamic ways, housing these digital creatures known as Digimon. That was all Dameon really knew, other then the fact that there were many who had worked alongside humans -such as Takato- to save the world.

He couldn't believe that he was here.. did that mean he wasn't really on planet Earth anymore? That would explain the odd tranquility of the forest, as well as the reason for him 'being' in a forest in the first place. "So.. this is the Digital World.." He murmured, amazed.

It took a moment for him to let it sink in. But then another question hit.. how 'would' he get back home? He was about to ask the Wanyamon about it, until suddenly a scream filled the area behind him. He jumped up, startled, turning around to see what was going on. The little Wanyamon took it less calmly, starting to bounce up and down in a panic. "H-He's here!"

"What?? Who's here?" Dameon questioned, glancing back at the little digimon. Wanyamon looked up at the boy with big, round eyes, seemingly terrified. "A mean ol' digimon who likes to harass and attack others for fun! All he cares about is power! You should hide!" It chirped in a fast pace, bouncing even faster.

The boy was startled a bit by this. What kind of digimon was it..? He would find out soon, as the scream was replaced by the buzzing of wings. 'Buzzing..? It must be an insectoid digimon of some kind..' He thought, gulping. That could only mean one thing, and that's trouble. He just knew it..

It would come into view rather quickly. It almost looked like a praying mantis, save for the two giant blades it has for hands. Dameon's faced paled, and the Wanyamon quickly hid behind the boy's leg as if for safety. "There he is! Snimon!"

"Snimon?" Dameon questioned, before realizing.. it was a good distance away, but its face suddenly turned towards the two.. they were spotted. A couple of seconds passed where Dameon could have believed that it was either blind or really docile.. but then it started coming their way. "Oh boy! Come on!" He cried out in panic, reaching down and swooping thw Wanyamon into his arms before running away in a rush.

"Grr.. get back here! I'm not going to attack you!" It called for them. The insectoid digimon had a low and almost ragged voice, but it was a tough one at that. Dameon looked back, still freaked out as ever. What did he look like, dumb? "This coming from the guy with blades for arms!" He yelled back. Bad move, as he wasn't watching where he was going and tripped over a root.

He fell forward, the Wanyamon flying out of his arms and into a bush nearby. Well good for him, as he was now hidden and safe from danger. Dameon wasn't so lucky, and he slowly turned around to look at the incoming Snimon. He shut his eyes.. there was no way he could outrun the insect now. He might as well face it here. The buzzing of the wings stopped, and a slight 'pounding' sound could be heard directly in front of the boy. It landed in front of him..

'This is it; oh man..' He thought while gritting his teeth, awaiting to become sushi. But then the same voice spoke.. "Don't be such a coward. Open your eyes and stand up." The Snimon said, rather rudely. Dameon did as told, slowly opening his eyes. He was surprised.. he was still intact? He saw the Snimon just standing there, looking at him with.. well the boy didn't see any eyes, but the insect 'was' looking directly at him.

He stood up as told. Wanyamon stayed as quiet as possible, fearing for Dameon's safety. The Snimon took this moment of silence to look the lad over. 'Grr.. human alright..' "Do you have a digimon partner." It suddenly asked in that gruff tone. Dameon was surprised once more by the question.. didn't the Wanyamon ask something like this?

"Um.. well.."

"Speak up, and tell the truth. Unless you want to be sliced and diced."

Dameon's face paled a bit, waving his hands in front of him in a rush. "N-No! I don't!" He exclaimed, sweatdropping. "Dont' slice and dice me! I bet I don't even taste good!" He continued. The Snimon simply grunted, as if ignoring what he was saying. Its lips soon turned into a bit of a smirk though.. it was thinking of something.

"I see.. then you will be my tamer." It said, not even asking a question but more or less telling. Dameon blinked, stunned a little.. his hands were quivering a bit, but he couldn't help but wonder what this obsession was about with having a tamer or partner. Would it really make a digimon stronger to have one? The silence from the boy ticked Snimon off a bit though, and it suddenly raised a blade-arm while repeating.

"I said you will be my tamer! Now make me stronger! Make me digivolve!" It commanded in a louder voice. Dameon fell back on his rear, eyes wide with surprise. He couldn't exactly do anything.. what he didn't know was that a tamer and partner was only determined and decided by a couple of factors. One was that the two had to have a good and some would say 'compatible' bond. The other was the fact that when this bond was 'noticable', a digivice would appear.. as a sign that they were linked and bonded together as tamer and digimon, partners.

This wasn't happening, and Dameon just shook his head when this question was asked. "I don't know how to make you do or get any of that.." He responded, rather painfully. He had an idea of what was coming next. The Snimon inched back in surprise, as if stunned by the response. It then started to growl, making the boy cringe.

"You little fool.. if you won't help me digivolve, then your no use to me! Die!" It screeched. Dameon's face paled, and he looked in horror as the blade arm extended back even more, getting ready to arc back down and right into him. Wanyamon was shocked and scared for the boy too, but knew he couldn't do anything. The blade started to come down, and a shock or shiver went down Dameon's spine.. as if telling him to get ready. He knew this was the end.. he just wished he accomplished some other goals and dreams of his before getting skewered to death..

"Vee-Headbutt!!"

A being suddenly rocketed out of nowhere, slamming into the Snimon's side and causing the insectoid digimon to screech. The Champion was sent flying into a tree, smashing into it and wood splintering. The attacker landed rather skillfully back onto his feet, a grin on his face. Dameon and Wanyamon were both stunned and surprised by this new appearance. But it seems that this time, the boy knew who this digimon was.. a twinkle was in his eyes.

Sure he didn't know who or what the Snimon was at first, but this savior was a sight to behold. It was a digimon he very much liked, and had several cards of him back in his own world. The figure was wagging a finger at the Snimon, as if teasingly. "Tsk tsk tsk; too bad, so sad for you that 'I' was around.." He boasted. He then glanced over at Dameon.. who was looking at 'him' in awe.

There was really no animal that Dameon could think of to match up with this newcomer. He could be classified though as a humanoid, lizard-like creature.. he has blue skin and a white belly and mouth, as well as a small horn where his nose should be. He has a yellow V-Shaped mark between his big, pinkish eyes, as well as small yellow marks on either sides. Some defining marks included white stripes going down his arms, as well as the outside of his legs.

Dameon couldn't believe it.. his lips cracked open slightly, as if trying to speak. The digimon seemed a bit confused by the boy's behavior, tilting his head and ignoring the Snimon who was starting to stir. "Uh.. you okay?" He asked.

He had to confirm it. He had to know that this digimon was really 'the' digimon, the one Dameon feels is one of the greatest digimon ever. "...Veemon?"

TBC