On her way home, a young girl stopped by the local video game story. She walked in and waved to the men behind the counter who knew her since she had been coming to this place since she was 9. "Any new games?" She asked the curly-haired man leaning against the computer counter. He looked up from what he was doing and smiled. "Actually, yes, Digimon Dusk just came the other day." Amalia smiled and set her money on the counter to pay for the game. The man handed it over. She walked out of the store, a smileon her face.

Tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder, she sat down on the couch of her house to play the new game she had gotten. She grabbed her ds and flipped the on switch, inserting the cartridge into the slot at the back. The game, with a small sound, started up. She started a new game and it asked her name and gender. She rolled her eyes, picking female and the name 'Amalia'. suddenly, the screen went dark and she thought It must be glitched, but then, as she was about to turn it off, something wierd happened. Words scrolled across the screen and two check boxes appeared. 

"The Digiworld has summoned you, will you answer the call?" The girl laughed, thinking it must all be part of the game. She shrugged her shoulds and tapped yes with her stylus. In a burst of blue light, she was gone, soaring down into the game. she felt as if she was traveling 100 miles an hour as she sped down the dimly lit tunnel...

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The first thought she had when she woke up was: Am I dead? She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. Her blue eyes darted around the world, looking for something that looked familiar, but there was no suh thing and she didn't have time to find out, her stomach hurt. Without looking, amalia wrapped hre arms around her stomach and heard a small squeaking noise. She let go and scrambled backwards, throwing the creature off erh stomach. "Wha-! Who are you!" She rubbed her eyes, hoping it was just a halucination.

"I'm Moonmon, your very own digimon." the blue raindrop said in a squeaky voice.

"Ummm..." Amalia cocked her head to one side and raised an eyebrow. "I'm Amalia, nice to meet you." she said, holding out her hand to the blue thing. 

"No time for introductions, you have to go see the others." She hopped a few paces away, waiting for the silly human to follow her to where she was going. Amalia stood and folowed the bouncing digimon to where an older boy wias sitting...

((Sorry. The parental units decided to not tell me about the camping trip until last minute... xD Not my fault. Although I should've stayed home. My lizard got sick while I was gone.... And I've decided that I'm starting as my Rookie. You said we could, and you shall face your choice. Mwahaha *chokes on evil laugh* Also, I'm a good old-fashioned believer in Digivices. Deal with it.))

Rain poured as a lone girl ran the last mile of her daily jog. Keeping fit had never been easy, and the only way to do that in her home town was running. Occasionally, lightening would flash, illuminating the empty street. All those who had been blessed with common sense had gone inside, leaving her to her madness.

It wasn't like Ghost usually tripped over her own two feet, especially in the dark. So finding herself face down in a puddle was a shock. The next flash of lightening showed a gray blob about three inches in front of her face.

"What is that?" Ghost mumbled to herself. "Is that what tripped me?" As she reached out and grabbed it, another flash of lightening surrounded her.

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"Am I laying in sand?" Although she had only meant to think it, the thought came out of Ghost's mouth.

"Yes, it is sand." A soft voice came from behind her. "It's actually the only sand pile around here." Ghost pushed herself up with her elbows and looked behind her. A creature was there, looking slightly worried. It appeared to be a hawk, but it had a few major differences.

"What are you?" Ghost was worried now. Had she hit her head a little too hard when she tripped?

"I am a Digimon. More specifically, I am Hawkmon." The hawk can talk? How badly did I trip, because there is no way in heck this is real.

"Digimon?.. Oh, wait. Are those the toys everybody was into back when I was like four?" Ghost vaguely remembered playing with something that look a lot like this 'Hawkmon' back then. The difference was that the toy had talons on both wings, and this one lacked them on his left wing. "And can I call you Nubs? It's a lot easier to remember."

"Yes to both of those questions. I'd ask why Nubs, but I suppose it makes sense. Now lets go! There's people you need to meet." Nubs started to walk towards a couple of figures in the distance.

"Wait, people? Nubs, what people?!" Ghost jogged after him, and narrowly avoided knocking over a skinny blond-haired boy and the girl he was talking to. "Umm.. sorry." She blushed, feeling like an idiot for not realizing he was there earlier.

"Hello!" Amalia chattered happily. "Are you the other person that Moonmon told me was coming?"

((AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Writer's block!! ))

(( Wow, I am so behind.. xD And slightly creeped out.))

 Ghost blankly stared at Kenyan's hand for a moment. Her train of thought had just deserted her, as it always did when she was talking to a cute guy. Introductions, right. She took Kenyan's hand and shook it.

"I'm Ghost, and this is Nubs," She gestured to the Hawkmon behind her, who looked thoroughly amused. "Nice to meet you." Ghost blushed again as she stepped backwards. Nubs had looked like he had something to say.

"Did you get a digivice?" Nubs' voice sounded like he was annoyed by that thought of her not having one. "Every Digi-destined needs a digvice."

"Digivice?" Ghost rubbed her forehead with her right hand. "Oh! This?" Opening her left hand, she revealed the gray device that had tripped her during her run.

"Yes, that." Nubs stared at it. "Wait, how did that show up in your hand?"

"I, uh... tripped on it," Ghost mumbled. She didn't want the other two to hear that and think she was a klutz.

((Oh my gosh... xD I feel like I need to post again, just to bump the thread. That, and if I don't, my ideas die. Also, I can play another character if needed.))

 Ghost watched Lenvir pull a Digivice out of Kenyan's pocket. The device was an army green, much to her surprise.

"Wait, those can be different colors? Why did I stuck with gray then?" The girl gently face-palmed, and then looked at Nubs. "Do you know?" The Hawkmon shook his head and then counted silently to himself.

"Wait, there's only three of you? Something's not right here. There have always been eight Digi-destined."