Chapter 1: Digital Wasteland

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. R&R. Rated M for Blood, Gore, Adult Content, Strong Laungage and Lemon... Which can be quite painful if you squeeze them in someone's face. :] Enjoy.

A new story in the making. A brutal battlefield, and a young boy with many scars, mental and physical. A boy who lets no one close to him, until he meets the Digidestined. Who is this boy, let's find out.

A digital wasteland. A once beautiful forest now destroyed. Fallen trees, burning fields, and a lot of the landscape breaking down into zeroes and ones. Walking through the wreckage was a young boy wearing a black, hooded cloak. The cloak buttoned to his brown wrist guards. Black pants exposed with brown shin guards and black boots. His arms were crossed, and only the bottom half of his face could be seen when in a lighted area. His mouth, jaw, light goatee, nose, and some of the long black hair that hung down in his face." Following him was a creature, a Digimon who had barely survived the attacks that destroyed the forest.

The cloaked boy continued to walk, the small Digimon behind him. The boy kept to himself, talking to himself in his mind. How did I get here? Where am I? Thought the boy. As he continued to walk, this small Digimon decided to make his presence known.

"Sir?" Said the Digimon, the boy quickly turned around startled.

"What are you?" Asked the boy.

"I'm a Digimon. My name is Koramon." The little pink Digimon said. The boy sighed. "My small group survived, thanks to you."

"Me?" Said the boy.

"You put that fire out, the one that almost blew up those gas cans, that would have killed all of us."

"Yeah well..." The boy sighed, "I'm no hero, but your welcome, now if you'll excuse me, I have to go." The boy turned away and walked off, leaving the Koramon to go back to his group.

He walked for seemingly hours before he reached anything of potential interest. He walked to the edge of a cliff and peered out across the landscape to see a canyon. More land was damaged, turning into zeroes and ones. "What could hate enough to do something like this?"

As he peered across the canyon, he saw two figures. His vision was good, so he could see them clearly. One was a blond boy wearing a yellow hoodie and a white hat, and the other was a brunette girl with a pink and white tank top on, and blue jeans. With them were two Digimon. The two people were pointing out the many damages, and the zeroes and ones.

"Finally some life around here." Said the boy to himself. "And more of those... Digimon things." The boy crouched down and watched them.

Who is this boy, what happened to the Digital World. An Adventure begins.

Digimon: The Blade of Kurai