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The first day of school in this neighborhood. Gone are the days of the evils of Devimon, Myotismon, or Apocalymon and the four Dark Masters. A crisis narrowly averted by a heavenly savior of fire and ice, slaying the tenacious demon of a virus from just a few years ago. Things had gone back to normal. Though, in all honesty, I believe everything has been a little too normal for my own good.
"Hiya!"
My loyal partner speaks from atop my head, as my groggy eyes slowly open to realize his presence. My loyal partner? A creature known as a Digital Monster. A type of virtual life-form whose own laws of the jungle, so to speak, do not obey the rules of what is our own world. We, however, refer to them mostly as Digimon for short.
"T.K.! It's time to wake up! You'll be late for school!" My partner speaks, as I begin to move from underneath my blanket, catching the flying guinea pig-esque Digimon before me; his body a bright yellow, striking blue eyes, and bat-like wings for ears. This is a Digimon of the Rookie Level Generation, known as Patamon.
"Patamon… School won't be starting for another hour, do I really have to be up this early?" I said, as Patamon looked me straight into my sleepy looking, equally blue eyes.
"You had that dream again, didn't you? The one about the man trying to enslave all Digimon?" Patamon asks, innocently, with the tone of a naive child in his voice. However, he was anything but naive. I nod my head in response, a bit lazily I might add, but truthful nevertheless.
For the past few weeks, I had been having strange dreams. Sometimes innocent in nature, before becoming… odd, but nothing more than that. Then there are the ones involving this mysterious man of sorts; a wicked, cruel dictator who enslaves Digimon left and right. Donning a navy blue cape and spiky, dark bluish hair, wearing goggles fashioned like a mask. Each and every dream would begin exactly the same; "You will all bow before the Digimon Emperor!"
However, that was merely the beginning of how several scenarios play out. One vision has me and my partner attempting to fight back, but as a Rookie Level Digimon, Patamon wouldn't stand a chance. Patamon undergoes a transformation known as "Digivolution", which ascends him to the Champion Level Generation, taking the form of a six winged, humanoid angel with an obscured face behind a metal mask. In this form, he is known as Angemon.
A fight then proceeds to break out, but the outcome is always interrupted. Other friends of mine would sometimes come to my aid, each with a partner Digimon of their own. I know a very close friend, a girl roughly my own age, who tries to defend me against an unseen Digimon with many mismatched limbs. Her partner Digimon is known as Gatomon, a white cat with large, glove covered paws and a divine ring attached to her tail perpetually.
Gatomon is also of the Champion Level Generation, much like Angemon. However, there is a distinct difference. Angemon could only maintain said form temporarily, whereas Gatomon almost always remains in Champion Level form. She had to learn the hard way that life was rough, and her harsher background had led to her being robbed of the child-like innocence presence in my own Digimon; one could say she is the only adult among the partner Digimon myself and my friends have with us.
That aside, in some situations, Gatomon would also undergo Digivolution herself, into the Ultimate Level Generation. In this form, she becomes an eight winged angel, likewise covered with a face obscuring helmet, and having a very pretty appearance. She is known as Angewomon, and I'm not trying to make a pun with that, she is literally called that.
Yeah, as you can imagine, this all seems like fun and games at first; until I remind myself that Digimon are very, very real individual entities who exist in a world parallel to our own. We learned the hard way that Digimon could enter the human world seemingly without warning, and one time that happened, a violent, demonic beast was unleashed across all of Japan, with a miracle being invoked to stop its wrath. My older brother, Matt, as we like to call him, and his friend Tai, had two partner Digimon who pulled off something everyone else's Digimon couldn't at the time.
They underwent a miraculous Digivolution known as "Warp Digivolving", causing them to skip the Champion Level altogether, and then leading them into a Generation higher than even Ultimate. The Mega Level Generation, as we had discovered the hard way. These two, known as WarGreymon and MetalGarurumon, fought through thick and thin to save everyone's hides in Japan, but also proved essential to putting an end to the remaining villainy taking place in the Digital World; the world from which Digimon originate.
After having endured many hardships, the demons of a group called the Dark Masters and their leader, Apocalymon, were no more. However, that was only the end of a new era; the era in which Digimon left and right did whatever they could to become stronger than ever. The year 2000 caused many mechanical devices to malfunction in the real world, culminating in a fight between Tai and Matt's partners and a Digimon known simply as Diablomon, the first Digimon of a new era of Digimon; the era in which every Digimon's dream was now to strive to become Mega Level, no matter the stakes at hand.
It took a literal combination of WarGreymon and MetalGarurumon to slay Diablomon. Combining into a form which a friend of mine told me was a Mega Level with tenfold the strength of WarGreymon or MetalGarurumon individually. A Digimon which took the appearance of a knight, with weaponry forged from WarGreymon and MetalGarurumon's beings. We called it "Omegamon".
"T.K., are you lost in thought again? I know you said you want to ace literature but perhaps you should think of what's before us first before thinking about the future. Besides, because of your daydreaming, we've got only 30 minutes left before school starts now!" Patamon tells me, interrupting my train of thought with a moment of panic. I am aware that I do ramble in my mind like this. A lot. Often times I have little control over it, however, and that said, I quickly grabbed Patamon, grabbed my white hat at the side of my bed, and moved to prep myself for school.
A quick shower, a small slice of toast to eat later, and now being fully dressed and presentable, today marks the first day in which I, Takaishi Takeru, conquer my first day of 5th grade with the elegant breeze of an angel's wings.
Little did I know, however, how exactly today would go wrong. Horribly, horribly, horribly wrong. I know, deep down, that my training with Patamon over the past three years has not been enough. I need for him to Digivolve to Mega Level, so that I can ensure I can protect my friends and myself from whatever this dream I keep having is warning me about. You think I sound superstitious about this, perhaps? Possibly a little too concerned.
Well, here's where the kid gloves come off; those dreams, despite what Patamon currently knows, are indeed real. I still need to know, though; how safe is my brother in his attempts to make sure I don't have to do the fighting myself? I only know that it's a matter of time before even he is overwhelmed by all of this. That's why I need to become stronger with Patamon at my side. I need to stop relying on my brother to save me from life or death situations.
Today will be the day I attempt to begin to fight my own battles.
A large dinosaurian reptile and a large wolf-like beast are down, wounded, in the heat of a battle which they don't know how long has lasted just yet. What they do know, however, is that they are not strong enough. They need to Digivolve, now!
"Greymon, Digivolve to…!"
"Garurumon, Digivolve to…!"
An explosive force of greenish energy ignites around both of them; engulfing them entirely in energy as they both change back into the forms of a small yellow dinosaur and a small, pelt adorned reptile respectively.
"I had told you to yield. I was investigating a serious matter, yet you two had the audacity to charge me blindly?" The unseen adversary among the mist ahead of them speaks, as the two Digimon move to stand.
"Agumon, I don't like the looks of this..."
"Oh come on, Gabumon, we can't let her through! If she gets through to the human world, she'll have no trouble hurting our friends!" Agumon speaks back to his friend, known as Gabumon. A haughty laugh, low in tone, and a very brief instance to the point these two didn't even notice it. Stepping forward from the mist, making heavy, giant footsteps with each step she takes, is the frame of a black and gold armored, humanoid Digimon with a triangular red symbol atop her forehead.
"I will not allow this crisis to grow stronger knowing you two will not yield. I, Lady Sigma, an Alphamon of the Royal Knights, command you to leave from here at once!"