Yumeko sat in her room. It was summer vaction now and she was bored. Not because she wasn't going to school, oh hell no. She'd rather sit here, bored out of her skull than go there. Now though, it was just because her normal friends were gone. Either they had club activities. . . Well, the majority of them. . . And a few others left on family trips. Still, she had her games at least. "Well, I guess I might as well play something." First step? Turn her computer on. She just needed to give it a second to boot up and then . . . ? "Wait, what's this?" Her internet browser was open and, beyond that, so was her email account.

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To: XXXXX@XXX.com |
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From: Digicore@Digicenter.gov |
___________________________|

Greetings Tamer,

This is being sent to you as you have been selected as an esteemed Digimon Tamer. Press Accept to start your journey. Press Decline and forget this email has never happened.

[Accept] [Decline]

---

"What the shit?" Yumeko stated. "The hell's a "Digimon Tamer?" Me? That's not anything I can remember." The girl muttered to herself as she hovered her mouse cursor over the accept button. "Most of my games are saved to the Cloud anyhow, so if this is a virus I guess it doesn't matter too much. I'm curious what they're talking about." Normally this would be off her plate, but she was bored enough that fixing up her computer if something bad happened would be kind of fun. Maybe.

Decisively, she clicked accept and sat there for a few seconds before something appeared below where the accept button was

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Congratulations Tamer!

You are now a certified Digimon Tamer. There should be a new program on your desktop titled “Digital Assistant Device”. Start the program up and you should receive your very own Digivice soon! How exciting! See you soon.

-AKM

---

In silence, Yumeko checked her desktop. There it was. A shortcut with the label "Digital Assistant Device" and it sat there, tempting the girl to click it. "How the heck did it get there?" Yumeko knew enough about computers to know a program shouldn't just appear like that. She just looked at it, worried. Was it more than it seemed? This could be a once in a lifetime chance. "Geh, screw it. Just double click. . ." And she did so. That's when the wierdness started. Her computer moniter turned into a weird sequence of 0's and 1's. Just practically dancing across her screen until something weird started to appear out of her computer. A yellow electronic thing. It looked like a phone, but the email said something about a . . . Digivice? Was it?

The thing hovered in the air and Yumeko grabbed it. The moniter went back to normal and a message popped up in her PC's notebook function. “Enjoy your digivice. When you’re ready, point the front of your device toward your monitor and say “Digital Gate, Open!” "This is weird. . . Might as well?" She asked herself as she stood up and pointed the front of the phone-thing at her computer moniter. "D-Digital Gate, open!"

Her entire being felt like it was being crushed and then, falling apart. She actually felt like she was going through a weird tunnel thing that looked like the wire-outline of some textureless character in a game. . . Eventually, she found herself slightly flying through the air, landing back-first onto the ground. . . Staring at the sky. . .It was a dirt . . . Did she get outside somehow? Before she had a chance though, she saw, then felt, four bodies landing on her. . . They were human too it seemed. "GEHHH!?"

Rachel Holt

So far, that day had been fairly uneventful as it ever was. Out in the middle of nowhere Wyoming, most days passed slowly and quietly. Out in the middle of the American west, it definitely made for a quiet lazy day most of the time. For the most part, Rachel's house was just as quiet. Her mom was out of the house somewhere, and her dad was out on some overseas business trip. The only sound in the house, was an occasional yawn and the clanging of a few objects together from Rachels room. She herself was on the top bunk of her bed which was mostly used to store her junk.

...and well, take an occasional impromptu nap. She was currently sifting through some old computer parts, trying to see if there was anything there she needed. Not that she actually needed a new computer, she had just built one herself a few months ago, and it was working better than any one she had custom made or could be brought at a store. Okay, maybe the former was a bit of an exaggeration, but it ran pretty good.

"Hmm..." She was missing something, but where was it. She was pretty sure she had one around here...somewhere. But where? She scanned the junkyard known as the top bunk of her bed, sifting through a few metal bits but unfortunately came up empty. Well, not like she actually tried very hard. She was currently laying on her stomach in the middle of the parts and all she did to look was swivel her head back from one side to another.

A nap sounded good right about now. Not like she had anything better to do at the moment.

She turned her head to the side, resting it on the spare electronics - and then conveniently noticed what she was looking for on her actual bed below. Getting it would require moving, and she really was comfortable right here, and she really didn't want to move. So, solution? Move in the least energy consuming method as possible. Which was obviously hang upside down from the top bunk by hooking her legs over the protective railing, grabbing it and then sitting back up.

Really though, hanging upside down was oddly nice. Her loose fitting blue t-shirt fell around her neck, and would give anyone who happened to waltz into her room right then a pretty nice view considering she also wasn't wearing any pants aside from some pretty frilly looking underwear that clashed pretty badly with her casual attire.

"Hmm...I wonder if bats are actually super intelligent beings and use echolocation because they're too smart for words..." Odd...thoughts aside, blood rushing to your head for extended periods wasn't a good thing even if for some reason it felt oddly refreshing. She swiveled her head over to her computer which was on, currently looping through some mellow sounding jazz track. Not odd in the least. What was odd, was the fact there seemed to be a popup on it. She was pretty sure she had designed a pretty nifty thing to zap any nasty popups like that.

Some sort of computer update or something, maybe?

Somehow, she managed to acrobatically remove herself from her upside down position and land rather gracefully on her feet. She walked over to the computer, taking a seat and looking at the popup. Well that was definitely not a normal computer popup, and it definitely smelled of fishiness, and not the tasty kind you make fish sticks out of. That said, for some popup to get past her defenses...it must have been pretty sophisticated.

So obviously the smart thing to do with foreign, unknown software, was to click 'accept'.

Reading the next bits was mildly intriguing and confusing. Digimon tamer? What was that even? Well, whatever it was it put an executable on her desktop, and she was definitely curious at this point. She was confident that if any dastardly viruses got their way in, she could zap them with super bat mind powers. However, after clicking it things just proved to be waaay more than she bargained for.

She was starting to believe those people who said she could just get high off of air, because she was pretty sure she wasn't crazy, unless letting blood rush to your head like that made you start seeing things. Well, whatever it was, she was invested in this now and this marvel of programming and technology had definitely had her intrigued! She could make so much money with tech like this, if she could figure out how to work it.

So, taking this new dark blue colored device in hand, she pointed it at the screen.

"Digital Gate, open." Really, she could have probably put more enthusiasm, but it seemed to have worked regardless. What followed next, cleared any doubts in her mind. Yep, she definitely somehow got high because computers didn't just suddenly turn into wormholes and suck people in.

At least, if they did they should let people put on their pants first.

The next thing she knew, she was moving through some sort of tube thing with runes carved into the side of it at high speed. It looked oddly electronic. Was she inside of a computer or something? That seemed fairly implausible. Not that she'd complain if she was, no. That was pretty sweet actually. She was still pretty sure she had smoked something somewhere and was high as the moon, but it all felt oddly real - not that she'd know what being high felt like, of course. Smoking was bad, man. Very bad and she was a very good person.

And then poof, she was dumped into a pile of other people.

"Huh."

She simply replied.

Anthony sighed as he finished his third book for the day. It had been a good book, with a strong mix of story and romance, but the main character had been far too annoying. He would have to make sure to avoid that for the next book he wrote. Meh, he might as well get working on it. The last book had given him a number of ideas. However, as he sat down at the computer to pull up the various files required he saw a strange window open on his desktop.

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_______________________
To: AntHoney@freewrite.org
_______________________
From: Digicore@Digicenter.gov
_______________________

Greetings Tamer,

This is being sent to you as you have been selected as an esteemed Digimon Tamer. Press Accept to start your journey. Press Decline and forget this email has never happened.

[Accept] [Decline]

---

Anthony frowned, this sounded way too much like a book he had read recently, or a show he had watched. What was it again? Oh well, what did it matter, if it was anything like it this would be interesting. Of course, this was likely just going to be some kind of virus or whatever but he had everything backed up multiple times anyway. He clicked the accept button, thinking it odd that they knew his professional email...

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Congratulations Tamer!

You are now a certified Digimon Tamer. There should be a new program on your desktop titled “Digital Assistant Device”. Start the program up and you should receive your very own Digivice soon! How exciting! See you soon.

-AKM

---

Anthony barely even hesitated. Might as well go all the way and see what happens right? Making sure to close and save everything first, he then opened the file expecting some type of game, and instead watched as a screen of binary code went by too fast for him to make out what it said and then a physical object came though his screen. It was at that point that Anthony knew his life of boredom was (hopefully) over. He grabbed the Purple phone like device he took to be the 'Digivice' at looked at the screen in case it said anything else.

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Enjoy your digivice. When you’re ready, point the front of your device toward your monitor and say “Digital Gate, Open!”.

---

Anthony wondered how many would just open the gate right away. He quickly changed into some heavy jeans (with a belt), a white t-shirt, a black over-shirt with a design the same color as the Digivice, put on his shoes, and packed his shoulder bag with a coat, an extra set of pants, and a half gallon bottle of water. He also made sure to grab his multi-tool and digital watch. After checking over everything he aimed the front of his Digivice at the screen.

"Digital Gate: Open!"

Anthony felt himself get pulverized into a fine powder that fell through a tunnel of some sorts. After an unknown amount of time he felt himself get put back together. In the air. Falling. At least he landed on something soft...ish. Just before he felt like someone else fell on him. or multiple someones considering the weight.

Vivian Benini

Vivian was busy, dressed in his comfortable old jeans and shirt he was typing a letter for a job opening. It sure was summer but he would prefer if he managed to get a nice paying job. The last few days he was all but sending his resume and job application to absolute everything he spotted open on the internet. So when a mail arrived his hopes raised.

Could it be? Had he landed one? He read the mail slightly confused.

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To: Maskeride@gmail.com |
___________________________|
From: Digicore@Digicenter.gov |
___________________________|

Greetings Tamer,

This is being sent to you as you have been selected as an esteemed Digimon Tamer. Press Accept to start your journey. Press Decline and forget this email has never happened.

[Accept] [Decline]

---

He didnt remember applying for a digimon tamer position. Thougth if it happened late last night... who knows lack of sleep can lead to various things. So like a responsible and reasonable person Vivian was he googled the sender. Arriving on a reddit topic, it was confusing him briefly. He gave a curious read over the topics.
"Hacks are starting to get annoying" "Digi's need an easier way to get strong" "Lol my partner is bad, but a guy got me a new one"Apparently there was a need for digimon tamers. There was one topic that caught his eye the most. "Search tamer to deal with hack. Pay good." So it had to be a real job opportunity that he may applied in his sleep deprived state. Pay good sounded promising.

With that cleared up he moved back to the email, pressing accept. Hoping next mail will tell him some instruction on what the job was about. For the moment he assumed he was to go through some digital data and tame them?... It sounded like a math pun he wasnt aware of, probably some statistic work Vivian further resonated...

"It does sound kinda cool, have to take my cap off." He mumbled to himself.
His mail increased to one unread. Impressed at the speedy reply he opened it.

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Congratulations Tamer!

You are now a certified Digimon Tamer. There should be a new program on your desktop titled “Digital Assistant Device”. Start the program up and you should receive your very own Digivice soon! How exciting! See you soon.

-AKM

---

“Digital Assistant Device?... I hope it has a sassy british voice. ”
True to their word the program was there. Vivian didnt question it too much, instead simple clicking it awaiting for some form of installation to start or perhaps a step by step manual to open up to explain what his job was or a fill in asking him for his information.

Neither happened.

Instead his computer started acting up.

No, it was more like something turned the be haunted dial to eleven. Vivian watched as something started to all but sail out his screen, unprepared for such a thing he fall out his chair with a half yelp, half scream. His father's voice sailed from the living room and thougth his room closed door. Sounding slightly worried.

"Son? Is everything alright?" Vivian jumped up on his feet and crack opened the door from his bedroom and looked at his father, responding.

"... Um... Dad, remember that movie ring or how you call it...The one with the lady creeping out the screen."

"The one we watched last weekend? Yeah it was silly, absurd and had no drop of realism in it. Its trash movie. What about it?" The red haired young male briefly looked over his shoulder where the orange device was peacefully hovering over his table. He awaited it to start turning into something with teeth or something... He turned his head back towards his father still keeping his door only a crack open.

"Aha, yeah quite unrealistic... Say if it were for a device instead of a long haired woman... and if it was floating...would it be more realistic?"

"No. Stop wasting your time on stupidity. It kills brain cells." Vivian nodded and closed his door. Turning around he looked around his room, it was a clean room, everything was where it was supposed to be, and he vacuumed it just two days ago. Even his bed was nicely made. He picked up a ruler from his bookshelf and slowly approached the device.

He poked it with the ruler.

It didnt eat him.

He poked the screen with the ruler.

It didnt eat him either.

Feeling more confident he put the ruler down.

It was still hovering in front of his nose, but at least there was something akin a instruction on his screen. He read it out aloud.

“Enjoy your digivice. When you’re ready, point the front of your device toward your monitor and say “Digital Gate, Open!”"

Well at the very least it wasnt a message like, you will die in seven days. It was peaceful as well. No knives flying for his neck...And he was definitely not ready. Nope. Nada. Ne. Nyet. Nein. No.

He stood up from his chair and left his room. The door carefully closing after himself, just in case it floating orangeness could get upset. He pointedly went to the kitchen and started making dinner. He ate with his father chit chatting. Washing the dishes and gave a long hug to the man. "I love you Dad. You are the best father, and I am not just saying you being my only father." The strict man gave a brief hug back shaking his head, and blaming teenager hormones and lack of a girlfriend for his sons strange behavior. Vivian laughed it away.

Instead of going in his room he went back to the kitchen and made sandwiches. He took a bottle of orange juice as well. He checked the laundry as well. He felt briefly annoying at how well he took care of the house work, seeing how he slowly run out of things to do to postpone facing what ever he started in his room.

"Well... with nothing else coming to mind... I guesses I am ready?" He slowly picked inside the room. Everything was exactly like he left it. Including the patiently floating orangeness. He packed the sandwiches and bottle of juice in a small backpack. He eyed the ruler. It was a sturdy looking ruler. He packed in as well. Unsure what was awaited from him to be considered ready. His wallet joined the party in his backpack. They should have written some more instructions. He opened his window in case he had to jump out as he runs away from something out to kill him. He put on his running shoes as well. Just in case...

Logically speaking he should simply unplug his computer and end it all now.

But~

The small curious voice in his head was urging him to do as he was told, just to see what will happen. Every time he listened to that small voice he would regret it. Every time he would get in trouble because of the small voice.

His fingers were already reaching out and wrapping around it. "... Why I keep getting myself in trouble. I should know better. Digital Gate, open!"

Knew record, one seconds and he was already regretting it. He was dragged into the screen of his computer. His mind in too much of a shock to react to the fact that he was technically turned into dust in the process with whole backpack and running shoes. He was flying surrounded by a tube of ones and zeroes and finally found himself falling.

Ah, getting ready meant grow wings or put a parachute on. Vivian idly commented to himself in his mind as he was falling face first towards... a pile of people?

He dropped on top of them with a grunt. "Ugh... is anyone else mind broken?"

Leonard looked at the screen, more importantly the email, and pondered on the offer given to him. He booted up his computer like normal and had this email pop up in front of him. He merely looked at it and chuckled.

"Some damn script kiddie must have cooked it up. Alright, what virus do you have for me this time?" He clicked accept. If it was a virus, Norton and Avast would have to roshambo to decide who would take the Virus and in the event that both of them ignore it, a quick skim of Malwarebytes would take care of it. Soon, another email came with a shortcut for a D.A.D.

After quickly scanning the installed program with Malwarebytes and getting no such virus alerts, he double clicked it. Soon, his computer went blank and created an ocean of 0s and 1s. The code began to number up until the code came right out of the screen as a sort of blob before taking shape into a golden phone-like object. He then saw the instructions. Leonard just looked at this with such confusion, but decided to go along with it.

"Digital gate... OPEN!" He announced as he held the Digivice to the screen.

FLASH!

"OOMPH!" Leonard crashed on top of several people. as he got up, he looked around. "What the hell is this?"

Yumeko made obviously disgruntled noises as each additional person landed on top of her. "Guuuuuhhhhhh!!!" She cries out as she tries to push her, and all of the others, off the ground. Soon enough, everyone on the dogpile on top of her would feel themselves lift up a bit before falling backward and back onto the ground, luckily dispersed this time instead of on top of each other for the most part. "It's so heavy when there are. . . Four people on top of you." She couldn't help but look at the others. "So, uhh, two guys and two. . . Girls?" Yume was never too amazing with these western faces. . . Actually, western? Would they even understand her Japanese? Maybe she should. . . "I donna' supiku good Engurish." That was atrocious. They would probably understand her Japanese better than English.

She had to scratch her head as she looked between the four others. Two guys. . . A girl? Maybe? And. . . Well, a definite girl. She didn't seem to wear any pants or shorts. Yumeko wasn't wholely sure where to look. Her vision switched between the lack of pants and the girl's lack of worry on her face. She wanted to say something but elected against it. It would be a hassle and one of the guys would say something. . . Maybe. "I might have a tough time talking to you all, won't I?"

Rachel Holt

Well, it seemed she wasn't alone on this bad drug trip. That was cool. Also weird, but weirder things had happened in life. Like the popularity of the I-pad and the invention of ankle-socks. Knee socks were where it was at, fam. They were the best on anyone. Silly ankle socks were a crime against the gods of the internet, and should be burned in the fiery pits of hell. Still, this was a rather pleasant drug trip. She was laying on top of a rather comfortable pile of people, after all. People made the best pillows sometimes. Bonus points if they were wearing knee socks. She didn't get to enjoy the comfortableness of her position for long, though, until someone had the audacity to lift them up and separate her from her comfortable bed.

Ah well, the ground was just as comfortable. She had half a mind to curl up and sleep but people were talking. It'd probably be a good idea to listen.

"So, uhh, two guys and two. . . Girls?"

Hm. Well, last time she checked she was a girl. Which was quite recent, mind you. So there were three including whoever was speaking?

"I donna' supiku good Engurish."

Ouch. Engrish indeed. But well, if she could understand her regardless...why was she speaking Engrish capable of making the dead jump out of their graves and slap you?

"I might have a tough time talking to you all, won't I?"

Rachel yawned, stretching from where she was laying and rolling over onto her back. Phew, she really didn't feel like moving right now but she probably didn't have much of a choice in the matter. She pushed herself up to a sitting position, crossing her legs with another yawn and rubbing the back of her neck. She gazed silently over the gathered group of people for a few silent seconds before donning her usual sleepy smile and half-lidded stare towards Yumeko.

"Hmm...sounded fine." Rachel replied. It'd be funny if she kept speaking in such a cringe-worthy fashion, yep. It'd get a chuckle out of her at least. The others would probably ruin her fun, though. She didn't seem particularly bothered by the fact that she was lacking both pants.

Vivian Benini

The moment where he was on top of pile didnt last long as soon enough another body fall on top of him. It disoriented Vivian further as the next thing was the people lower in the pile freed them self which lead to him falling off and be left sitting on the ground.

The boy sighed as he payed more attention to the sky from which he had fallen than to the company around him. He should have something broken. The people under him should have something broken. Or maybe a ghost killed him and heaven has a weird sense of humor? Yeah he liked that one, maybe he will end up getting his angel wings in a dispenser. He sure could have used them.

It was only then he stood up and dusted himself off with care giving his attention to the two girls who talked...one was in lack of pants... He eyed her for a second before looking away. Yup, the heaven theory just received one point.

"As far as I am concerned, you both have some form of accent, but I understand you well. And Vivian is my name. "He made a mock bow of introduction putting a pleasant smile up around those strangers.

"I guess neither of you knows where we are or something really. Will not be picky with any extra info here." He looked back to the other two people, shifting his backpack to check on its inside. Vivian was pleasantly surprised to see that nothing got broken from having a person fall on top of him.

"In my case the short version would be, I got a job offering which I accepted and after some ignoring of basic laws of physic I touched a device and fall here. Anyone else having similar experience?" Vivian shifted the backpack back on his back and moved to adjust his hair with his fingers, looking around their surrounding made him glad he changed into his running shoes.

"That's! Wait. . . You can understand me?! Do you speak Japanese!" Yumeko asked in surprise. How odd it was that this girl spoke fluently. . . That much would be fine really, but this other guy spoke it as well! Something about a job offer. . . "Job. . . Offer? I just got this thing pop up in an email. I decided to go through with it cause I was curious but. . . 'Curiosity killed the cat" as you westerners say?"

From behind them, a somewhat deep and confident voice laughed and called out to them. "I suppose you could call it a job offer. We're looking for help, so if that motivates you, it could be worked out." As they turned around to look at where the voice came from, it would come from a adult sized blue lizard thing with weird armored pieces that had flame decals on them. "I wouldn't worry about understanding each other though. The Digital World is a nice place. It even takes speech and processes it to a language you most understand."



Yumeko just looked at the thing for a few seconds before realizing something was utterly wrong. "w-WHAT THE HELL! What are you!! What Digital World!" The Japanese girl definitely took a defensive stance, waiting for the weird thing to do something.

The Blue Lizard looked a bit shocked before his face went back to the same smug and confident look it had before. "Well, I suppose you all are just as fresh as she mentioned, having never seen a digimon before. Where to start?" It said as it scratched his head. "Well, first off, you can call me Flamedramon. I'm a Guardian of the Tamer Bureau here. You're all Tamers right? Let's go get your partners." Flamedramon didn't seem so keen on describing things at present as he walked off towards an old looking building that seemed like a mixture of western house and old Japanese details. Near that was another one that looked a bit like an old shack in comparison.

Yumeko watched the Blue Lizard walk off and turned to the other humans. "I. . . I thought monsters would be cool at before hitting [Accept] but this is just surreal." Yumeko said to the others. "I guess we should just go then?" She asked the others, ready to follow. She didn't want to walk into some monster house without any backup.

A woman spoke in broken English and eventually realized that they can speak fluent Japanese. Leonard kept silent for the time being, biding his time until he has assessed the situation. That's when Flamedramon appeared. Leonard kept his cool and waited to see if he was friend or foe.

The fact that he wasn't outright attacking them pretty much deemed him as a friend. He then looked to Yumeko. "I'll go ahead of you, in case things go awry." He said to her as he went towards Flamedramon's house.

Rachel Holt

Ah well, her fun was ruined for now. She'd have to find something else to do. One of the boys introduced himself as...Vivian? Whaaaat? That wasn't a guys name. Weird. Weirder than she was, for sure. At least he summed up the events that led to this bad trip pretty well. With a quiet grunt, Rachel pushed herself to her feet, brushing some dust off of her legs and just now realizing her complete lack of pants.

Woops~

Welp, nothing she could do about that. Might as well just go with it. Not like she was scared of those nightmares where people were someplace in their underwear. Clothes were annoying anyways. Might as well see what was going on if she could focus her thoughts for more than a few seconds as Yumeko kept talking...just as some blue lizard thing walked up and introduced himself. Rachel stared, unsure what exactly to make of it so she simply smiled listlessly at the blue creature. Something about a job of sorts and the digital world.

Oh great.

A job.

Her least favorite thing in existence. Ah well, maybe this sort of work might be fun?

"Hm...might as well get going, Maid." Rachel said to Yumeko, walking towards the place where this 'Flamedramon' had wandered into, not really paying attention to Leonard, Vivian, or the others. She was curious, much too curious about this whole thing to really pay them any heed.

Vivian Benini

They didnt get too much time to themself, when suddenly a new voice and figure came in the view. Vivian stared baffled at the lizard with flame painted eggshells spoke. Confirming it could be seen as a job offer as well that the place they were would translate in a sense for them. The word Digital come up again like in the letter and on those threads he spotted.

Was his boss a blue gecko calling himself fire dragon?

Vivian was stuck in simple bafflement that it took him several seconds to realize everyone was starting to follow. Shaking his head, he jogged up and pass the other people. He did notice no one but him and the guardian gave their names, how rude.

The Japanese girl was reluctant to follow. Vivian saw the long haired boy who previously fallen on top of him say he will go ahead like a proper gentleman. It was sweet of him. The underwear girl looked like she didnt give a care in the world and followed the flow of things.

Vivian attention snapped back to Flamedramon and he tapped the digimon arm to gain his attention.

"Ah I have a few questions and maybe a suggestions if you dont mind, mister Flamedramon." Vivian smiled politly like he always would when in front of a adult who was debating how seriously should he take him.

"Just to put it out there, but no one in the digital world consumes human flesh? No? Good, just checking. " Hastily Vivian added his complain. "And I would suggest to add something like a explanation to the 'when you are ready' part. Maybe include a note about being dressed, and possible falling from the sky. I am sure underwear girl would have especially liked to know that was awaited."

Vivian turned around to see the other reactions, hoping he wasnt the only one actually took his time to get ready before giving in to his curiosity. "And you mentioned bureau, and partners? Would they be like our mentors teach us the ins and outs of how to be from help?" Vivian was mentally preparing to see more strange creatures in that office place. It would be embarrassing if he freezes up from surprise again. The more practical part of his brain was already over the stranges of the situations and was noting down questions he will need to ask. Some of those being if the work hours were flexible. If there was a way to the bureau that didnt involve falling from sky and the like.

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So, he gets put back together only to get dropped onto somebody. Followed by getting thrown off of them and hitting his head. By the time he managed to focus Anthony had barely enough time to sit up before what looked like a wingless dragon covered in some type of armor addressed them and asked them to follow. It wasn't until after he had gotten up and started following the group that he noticed the rather attractive half naked lady.

Seriously? Didn't she read the warning to prepare before opening the gate? Although it definitely wasn't a bad view, it would probably be a good idea to offer his aid immediately, otherwise it could cause future problems. He sighed as he opened his bag and pulled out his spare pair of pants. They looked like they would just about fit her. He walked up and poked her on the shoulder to get her attention, and held the spare pair of jeans out to her, "Hey, would you like some pants?"

Great way to start a conversation, way to go genius. You are definitely going to be going somewhere with this. Yeah, right.

The group walked into the building and would notice immidiately that the area looked like a hotel lobby. Flamedramon walked towards the counter and made some handmotion to the the girl behind the desk, a flowerly-fairy like girl that gave a bright smile and waved at the group excitedly. "Hello! Hello! I'm Lillymon and welcome to the Tamer's Bureau! You all are our new set of tamers? Our selector will be so happy to see you all! But before that, we should introduce you to your partners!" The exciteable flower-girl said as she turned to Flamedramon and nodded a few times and the turned around, "It's time!!!" She yelled as awkward thumps resounded down a nearby hallway.



With it, a group of five little blobs came hopping out excitedly. "These guys will be your partners." Flamedramon said. "Starting from my side here." He said as he pointed down the line of blobs that found themselves by him. "Kokomon, Botamon, Demi-Meramon, Frimon, and Wanyamon." They smiled as he made a motion for them to go toward their partners. Kokomon jumped up at Yumeko, to which her only reaction was to catch it.

"Heyo~ I'm Kokomon! Your partner!" Kokomon said to her as she was staring at it in disbelief. This didn't look monstrous like Flamedramon, actually. It was kind of cute. In fact, she might have actually increased her grip on it until it was in a deep hug. "Hey! Hey! That kind of hurts!"

Yumeko pulled off of it, "Oh! S-sorry! You're kind of cute like a stuffed animal so I couldn't really. . ." Embarrased a bit, she looked away to the others, seeing how they were interacting with their digimon. She noticed Flamedramon and Lillymon laughing a bit, with Yumeko's reaction to her partner sort of making her feel a bit more embarrased.

"Alright! Let this pretty girl here tell you about digivolution!" The flower girl said again as she cleared her throat, interrupting whatever was happening in the room. "There are six technical stages to a Digimon. In-Training 1 and 2. These guys are in the latter there. Rookie, Champion, Ultimate, and Mega! For now though, I'm going to have you guys turn these guys into their Rookie forms!" Lillymon said clapping her hands together. "Now take out your digivices and point it at your Digimon partner! Focus and boom!"

Yumeko pulled out her weird phone thing that was called a Digivice and looked to Kokomon who smiled at her. It was all still weird to her, but it was interesting to say the least. "I guess I'll try." She pointed it towards Kokomon and closed her eyes, focusing on the device and her digimon, she pour her energy into it and something happened.

"Kokomon, Digivolve to. . ."

What the heck? Yumeko opened her eyes to see Kokomon twirling around and hovering into the air. A weird photo-film type thing came out of her digivice and spun around Kokomon, forming a sort of cacoon around it and then practically shattering! "Tinkermon!" The Digimon said. Except, it wasn't the Kokomon that was there originally. Like, at all. It was a small Fairy girl that was adorable.

Still though, Yumeko could only think one thing. "How adorable!!!" Yumeko ran up and held her in a hug again. The small fairy tapped on her shoulder, trying to get her release her grip some to a minor success. She wasn't being choked now at least. "You guys should try too! I want to see what you all get!"

Lillymon and Flamedramon nodded in agreement with Lillymon continuing her speech. "Yes, it's a good measure of your Digi-Soul or how well you can assist a digimon. Our selector supposedly picks based on how she ranks individual's Digi-Soul measure. Someone being able to digivolve their partner to Rookie on the first meeting is considered a great measure and should grow their partner fast."

Vivian Benini

There wasnt much time for questions as the building came in the view and they entered it. A flower fairy greeted them, she introduced herself as Lillymon. A more than fitting name in Vivian opinion. Not much time was spend as they were introduced to their partners. The explanation followed as the one who was introduced as Demi-Meramon floated up in his face.

The digimon stared with intense eyes. Thought it may just been the heat of him, as the digimon was a floating flame with eyes and half sewed mount. Vivian wondered if those hurt the flame, but then questioned how a flame could even feel pain. So the two stared at the other a silence stretched as the other digimon talked and interacted with their partners. The explanation went on urging to give the digivolution a try of its own.

Vivian took a deep breath, there was a feeling he had, like the little eyes of the flame blue as the sky, they were piercing. The intense look not weakening, staying on him in a unblinking silence. As if the Demi digimon was trying to look behind any walls he had brought up. Any friendly or polite charade he had. Trying to look deep into his very being.

And the tamer had to wonder what made the digimon search him like that. Curiously watching his still form, as if it even a spark flattered the spell would be broken. Questioning if the little guy was thinking along the same lines of like him.

Neither Vivian or Demi-Meramon broke eye contact as the Japaneses did the plunge and evolved her partner into a fairy. She sounded quite pleased with the development...

"You guys should try too! I want to see what you all get!"

Vivian hummed slightly tilting his head at the flame in front of his face.

"Is your hair on fire?" Was the first thing that came out the flame mount, and there Vivian wondered if the digimon was even able to speak with the sewed lips, but apparently those stretched as he opened his mount. And then he registration the question.

"Oh?! No, no. Its just red natural. Its really soft to the touch...but are you really on fire?"

"Real... but they are soft and warm to touch, too." With that said Demi-Meramon patted Vivian head, and sure enough the little flame was feeling soft and warm. His dad would flip a table. The idea amused Vivian and he chuckled softly.

"We match. Partner." The digimon declared floating back up, eyes still a piercing gaze but they looked warmer as well. The word partner spoken confidently with a soft request in its tone. Vivian nodded, they should try this digivolution. Vivian mind didnt even wonder what his partner may turn into as he raised his hand up. He simply found himself surprised that he could easily picture them being by each other side. Like they knew each other for years. Like two cogs clinging into place.

"Demi-Meramon, Digivolve to... "
The light shined strongly and just like it did to kokomon the cocoon exploded.

"Candlemon!"

"Thats a upgrade. From flame to flame on candle." Vivian grinned happy at the smiling faces of his partner. Both the wax and flame face were brightly grinning at him. A hint of pride in their expression. He knew technically he should be unsettled the double pair of eyes now fixing him but...
This was the most fascinated day of his life. His curiosity was winning out against any logic. Even if the logic was trying to explain that he was either fever dreaming, poisoned and dying, or plain out dreaming.

"So who is trying it next? We have a tinkering fairy and candle from beauty and the beast. Do you think the next one will be connected to some fairy tale as well?" Vivian smirked gussing what the other tamers in his group may end up getting. Sliding his backpack of his shoulder taking two sandwiches from it and offering one to Candlemon. His digimon partner took it and bit into it. "Delicious." He announced, and Vivian felt pride swell up in him biting in his own sandwich, his backpack back on.

Rachel Holt

Rachel turned her head towards Anthony, a her usual look of contentment staring back at him as he offered her a pair of pants. Many questions were asked. Why did he have a spare pair of pants? Would they even fit? Did she even want to put on pants? The answer may not have been that surprising. That was a no, but there was a thing known as public decency, wasn't there? Grrrah. Why did she have to put on pants when she should just be chilling at home in her underwear.

"Hmm...I should probably wear them." She said in a somewhat disappointed voice. "But pants...are so annoying." Regardless, she took the pants and with surprising swiftness managed to get herself into them. A bit loose, but eh. She wasn't one to sweat the small details like that. Without even a word of thanks, she followed the others into the large building.

The inside of the building looked like something one might find in a hotel or other place that rented rooms for various purposes, and where she met another one of those creatures. Some sort of female plant thing named Lilymon.

Well she guessed even plant creatures had gender preferences.

Rachel didn't get long to think about the various meanings of the word before five little blob looking things walked...hopping? how were they even moving? She didn't think little legless round blobs could move like that...huh. She didn't have much to say though, as Botamon, the little black one with little round ears on top of it came bouncing over to her, though it ended up messing up a bounce and then faceplanting into the ground in front of Rachel.

The human took a seat on the ground, crossing her legs as she gazed at the black round blob who managed to right itself after a bit of a struggle. While Yumeko and Vivian greeted their digimon, the two of them simply gazed at each other in silence.

Then Botamon Yawned.

Rachel yawned.

Botamon seemed to tilt on its side, as if trying to cock its head in a quizzical manner, a small purr like sound coming from it. Rachel tilted her head silently in the opposite direction. Whatever silent ritual this was seemed to have some form of communication before Botamon spoke.

"Guess for a human ya ain't so bad."

"For a burnt marshmallow you're not so bad either." Rachel replied with her usual small smile, earning a small glare from Botamon.

"Hey! Who ya callin' burnt marshmallow?!" Botamon didn't get much time to further question why they were being called a burnt marshmallow, as Rachel picked it up and...bit its ear.

"O-oi! Do I look like food to you?!" Botamon continued to struggle mostly in vain as Rachel continued to chew silently on its ear. The poor thing looked absolutely terrified before Lilymon started speaking again, causing Rachel to look up and Botamon finally able to free itself from the clutches of its captor.

Digivolve, eh?

"Would you turn into an unburnt marshmallow? Or just a giant burnt marshmallow?" Rachel seemed very intent to think about Botamon as a marshmallow for some reason. She was feeling a bit hungry, come to think of it.

"For the love of tarnation...I'm not a marshmallow!" Rachel didn't seem entirely convinced, however, and instead tilted her head quizzically again as if asking 'really?' She wasn't really paying much attention to what the others were saying at this point.

"Ya bet yer britches I'm not! Just use that there digivice and I'll show ya I'm not a Marshmallow!" Well, why not? Rachel did just that, and pointed her digivice at the marshmallow. If she was concentrating, it didn't seem like her expression changed much, but there was a definite reaction similar to how Yumeko's was.

"Botamon, Digivolve to...Impmon!"

The process happened quickly, much faster for Rachel to really comment much on. All she did know though, it was that something had replaced the marshmallow with a giant grape flavored...whatever it was.

"See ya dunderhead? Not a marshmallow. 100% pure evil Imp, at yer service!"

"...Eggplant?" At this Impmon recoiled back in slight shock, and possible slight fear.

"I am not food! Don't even you-you devil!"

Too late, Rachel had already grabbed the digimon and had was holding them in her arms, chewing on its ear. Impmon more or less seemed resigned to its fate, though seemed rather unimpressed with this development.

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Seriously? So he could have just help onto the pants and she would have been perfectly happy? He doubted that she would have kept that point of view once they were actually out and about... until he saw her start trying to chew on one of the Digimon that is. Just then a small blue dog-cat-ball hybrid thing Digimon ran up to him and started jumping around him.



"Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi! Are you going to be my partner? Do you think I can digivolve as fast as the others? What do you think I will digivolve to? How powerful do you think I will be? Oh! Oh! Your not ignoring me are you? Oh..." he quickly ran over to Lillymon, "I'm talking to fast again aren't I?" And before Lillymon could answer he ran back over to Anthony, "Sorry, I talk a lot. So are you going to answer my questions? Or better yet try to digivolve me?"

While Wanyamon was doing all of this a small smile appeared on Anthony's face as he was reminded of a puppy, or was it a kitten, that was able to talk. He used the opportunity of Wanyamon running over to Lillymon to pull out his digivice and got ready to digivolve Wanyamon. But before that... he just had to try scratching Wanyamon on the head.

Silence, almost, now the only noise coming from Wanyamon was a quiet purr. That was getting louder. "Well, looks like I found a way to keep you somewhat quiet. Let's try this digivolving thing now, Shall we?"

Anthony sharpened his concentration as he did when playing video games. Or writing them. While at the same time trying to pay attention to exactly what was happening. He felt some kind of energy well up inside him and focused it through the digivice and into Wanyamon.

"Wanyamon Digivolve to... Gaomon...!"

Anthony was impressed as not only did the Digimon get bigger, but it grew arms, legs, and equipment. And from what he had just heard, the name actually changed as well. Then Gaomon reached out his gloved hand and spoke, "Well then, looks like that went better then expected. Nice to officially meet you, the names Gaomon."

Anthony grabbed the proffered hand and shook it, "And my name, now that I finally have a chance to talk, is Anthony. Nice to meet you partner."

Yumeko watched in awe as the others digivolved their digimon too. Tinkermon, meanwhile, found a comfortable place on Yume's shoulder. "Everyone looks so cool." Yume was amazed by what she saw. That said, she had the cutest of them all of course. "So, there are more forms for them? Yumeko ask Lillymon.

"Yep! But those will come later when both you and your digimon partners are stronger." Lillymon replied excitedly still. She hnd happily enjoyed all the exchange between the humans and the digimon as she watched from behind the counter. "Let me go find the selector really quick, I'm sure she'll be all too happy to see you all." Lillymon said before leaving through a door behind the counter.

Flamedramon watched as she left and turned back to the tamers. "You all are actually pretty strong, considering you all just made them turn to their rookie forms immediately." He commented. "I see you all going far in the Bureau. . ." He stopped for a little bit and looked back through the door, not seeing anyone, he continued again. "While we're waiting, let me tell you this. You were all selected to join the Bureau to help solve problems on this side, as our world directly interferes with yours and vice-versa. I think you all will do well enough though." The Blue Lizard-man gave a smile and a nod.

About that time, Lillymon came back through the door with her usual smile and took her spot behind the counter. "She's coming." Was all she said before some sounds echoed down the hallway right next to where the counter was. Soon enough something came into view. To most, the word to describe it would be "Creepy." It was fashioned in mostly red, though there were some purple stripes on the bottom half of the creature and six legs. Six spidery legs. "Here she is."



The creature spoke up in a feminine voice, though her voice sounded like it went through a voice changer to give it an echoing sound in her throat. "Oh my, they're here already? Much quicker than I anticipated! Well, I'm glad to have you all here with us!" She said as she went to hug Yume. "I'm Arukenimon, it's nice to meet you all finally."

Yume wasn't sure how to react. . . She didn't seem hostile at all. A little more on the monsterous side than other digimon so far. At least, she just assumed the woman-like spider creature was a digimon. She released Yume, who breathed a sigh of relief as the spider was not gentle, and went on to the others hugging them in turn. When she was finished, she would return to a spot near the hallway that spawned her. Flamedramon spoke up again, "I believe that's all for that. We'll get your first mission together for you all, but if you have questions for us now would be the time to ask. Otherwise, go ahead and head outside and get to know each other. I don't think you've all done that yet really. We'll compile your first mission if you want.

Yume put her hand to her chin and thought a bit. The others might have something to ask, she couldn't think of too much that this "Tamer's Bureau" wouldn't explain anyhow.

Vivian Benini

Vivian looked at Candlemon imaging what possible other forms could he have? What could a candle upgrade to? He tried to imagine it but came short. Idly watching how everyone evolved their partners as he finished his sandwich. He will have to simply wait and see how things go. For now his attention was drawn towards the selector. They were selected to solve problems of this side, they told them... That sentence would so well in a movie where he did and was working for salvation of his soul.... Maybe his father was right, he should not watch weird movies as much.

It surely didnt help when the selector was a spider. He wasnt a scared of spider, but definitely he wasnt a fan of them either. Even if it mean he was being rude, Vivian tried to avoid the sudden hug she tried to give him. He failed, the digimon was much faster than him easily cutting his escape route that lead him around Impmon and his pantless, not so much now, girl.

Candlemon watched with a grin as Vivian winced at the strong hug. The redhead was extremely uncomfortable in that digimon clutches. He was released and opted to rub his ribs to make sure nothing was broken. Relieved he was freed. Candlemon jumped up beside him.
"No escape." His partner digimon informed him and Vivian rolled his eyes.

"I believe that's all for that. We'll get your first mission together for you all, but if you have questions for us now would be the time to ask. Otherwise, go ahead and head outside and get to know each other. I don't think you've all done that yet really. We'll compile your first mission if you want.

"Oh I have questions." Vivian raised his hand, hearing the Flamedramon speaking up. "What are our working hours? Could you tell us a quick example of the type of problem we are meant to deal with and what skill is awaited from us to have, beside I assume assisting in digivolution? " He assumed that the way back home would be similar as the way to the bureau, open digital gate. It would make sense. As well having the device be the way they communicate with the bureau. It did had several buttons on it. He opted to make sure.

"What are all the function of the digidevice or where is the manual that goes with it? And one more question." He turned a bit towards his partner. "Where do you live?So I would know where can I find you in the off hours?"

Candlemon was staring at him, the wax pair of eyes fixing him while the flame eyes kept looking between the spider and Flamedramon. Vivian wasnt sure why though, did he asked a weird question? He looked at the other humans, and the one who was closest to Vivian he spoke to. "What do you think? Would be nice to hang out with them outside our missions at times, right?"