[b][i]A while back...[/i][/b]

It was a strange day all day. The whole calamity started in the morning, when her training flight was cancelled. The techs reported her Mi-24 suffered an electrical fire, seemingly from out of nowhere. So instead she was told to go to class, however her keycard was wiped of her access codes. When the microwave shorted out on her right in front of her commanding officer, he sent her to the barrack and proclaimed her cursed. She didn’t know if it was in jest. all she knew was that after she opened a certain e-mail, even her smartphone died, leaving her oddly freaked out and frustrated. What the hell was going on?

Deciding to take a nap before heading to a gym where she couldn’t (hopefully) harm any electronics, Nonna lied down on her bunk and slept like a log in a minute. The dream she had though was nothing like she ever had.

The place was something akin to a tiny town. It felt strangely real, even though the girl realized full well it had to be a dream. The living chess pieces all around her were a dead giveaway, although what on the world could cause her to dream this strange land up she was left guessing.

“It’s not a dream.” a feminine voice said behind her, but when the girl turned around, she couldn’t see the one that talked to her. “You wish to be strong, to be the best, isn’t that right?” the voice continued from one of the alleys. It seemed like no one else heard, and when she tried to grab one of the passing white pieces, her hand went right through. Curious, she followed after the voice.

“Just as I do. They tell me it’s impossible. But it’s not a word in my dictionary. I just need someone to help me find the strength. Someone like… you!” Finally Nonna seen the one speaking to her. Among the sea of white pieces stood what she guessed was a black pawn.

“Who and what the hell are you?” Nonna asked, still not sold on the not-a-dream thing. the answer she received was far less than satisfactory.

“You’ll arrive soon, I can feel it. It is pulling me towards the place as well. When you arrive, find me at the Electron Lake, I will explain everything!” the voice said, sounding like it was coming from greater and greater distance as the world wrapped everywhere around her. And then, the dream disappeared like somebody pulled the breakers on it, and the young Airman fell into deep sleep.

When she woke up, Nonna found herself at the shores of a lake, with a strange sword strapped to her side and a black pawn looking down on her. “I suppose you are not a dream - or whatever that was - right now.”

The black piece shook her head. “I am [i]Pawnchessmon[/i] A digital monster. Digimon for short. I like your style!” her companion introduced herself, while pointing her lance to Nonna’s side.

Nodding and trying how the name rolled off her tongue, the girl responded in kind. “[i]Nonna Anatolyevna Ivanova.[/i] But Nonna will do. And oooooooh! What is this?” she said as she saw the sword at her belt and drawn it to examine the weapon. She noticed it had buttons on the handle and a display built into the guard.

“I think -” the digimon said, “-that’s a digivice. It is what connects the two of us. Only with it can you help me digivolve.” Following that, she had to explain what digivolving was, along with the levels a digimon could reach. That in return spawned a whole lot of explaining about the digital world.

“so, let em get this straight. You want me to help you… digivolve… and if I get it straight, you need to draw data from me?” a nod. “I don’t get it but I don’T think I need to. But I am going to be missed. So I’ll help you, but in return, I want you to help me get home when my part is done.”

A handshake shook their deal before they overheard the rest fo the group and the message from the box, before promptly deciding that they didn’t need them. they were perfectly fine on their own, and hell would sooner freeze over before they would accept anybody’s help.