digimon unexpected adventure awaits (on hold)

chapter 3 meeting with a friend (part 1)

'someone quote'

"someone talking"

"someone mind"

"some one talking in flashback"

(author thought)

(???? pov) morning at 7 am

ring, ring , rin-click

"{yawn} man, who calling?" I sleepily answer my phone as a male voice start to replied to my ear, "hey, it katsu! I was wondering if you want to hang out today?"

"hang out? why? are you planning something" I questioned raising my eyebrow. thinking he was plotting something.

"really?do you really thinking that I'm plotting? do you?" he said rather questionable about my guard up. Even those we are some what friend to each other. but I brush it aside.

"anyway, okay, sure, we hang out" I said but in a more tiring tone since i Just woke up.

"cool, meet me at the park at 9, see ya" with it. the phone end.

I can't really believe this, it been 6 years sinc-"chaire, is something wrong?" said a familiar voice that ring to my ear.

oh? I forgot. my name is Claire mikado, Japanese-Canadian, it... not something I can say. I was living with my mom at the apartment in Shinjuku Prefecture of japan. My dad unfortunately not with us. I have naturally black hair, blue eyes, Palely-peach skin i think? I don't

anyway dorumon is calling me.

I blankly looked at the mirror looking at the basic green uniform for middle school.

  Don't worry, my mom already accept dorumon. In fact, I don't know how my mom accept dorumon so quickly. I questioned to her occasionally; she brush it aside and said the same story's which I honestly don't believe. ' I had a friend, who also owned a dorumon. that very dorumon just like your, sweeties~' I never truly believe that mom. Having a friend. who went digital world. who had a same digimon. And the same digi-evolution. I don't get it.

(nether do I, who writing this line but for the plot and I will figure that out later in the future chapters)

any way I had to go. meeting with a friend, I guess. in a park, at nine, right now. I told my mom where I going before I leaving. giving my goodbyes to hers and left the apartment.

it was a few minutes after I left. While I was going there, I saw something that leave me in shock. There a (boy/girl) laying there, all bruise up with cuts and bruise. (he/she) was in terrible conditions.

I look around. the people didn't even bother to look at (him/her) not even a glace at them.

look like it up me then. I hope he won't mind of me taking so long to getting this person to the hospital.

I hope.

(sorry for the short chapter. will make more part for this byes)