All Aboard! Lobomon Warrior of Light!

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           It was a quiet and beautiful summer day in the housing district of Meguro, Japan. In the middle of this neighborhood, there was a large brick house that stood within a multicolored picket fence. The house had a single cherry blossom tree in the front yard with a simple wooden swing hanging from two ropes that were thrown and secured around a large sturdy branch. Inside the house stood an eleven-year-old girl who was glaring furiously at a middle-aged man, a young woman, and a teenage boy.

            "YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME!" The girls shout mixed with the slamming of the front door which frightened a small flock of birds from the Cherry Blossom tree.

          The girl jerked the front gate open; ignoring the calls of the teenage boy that was trying to get her to come back as she slammed the gate shut and took off towards the shopping district of town. The girl's arms were crossed firmly across her chest while she walked further from her home and family. She wore a plain cream tube top under an open black vest over a pair of black cotton shorts that stopped mid-thigh and a pair of black knee high combat boots with white laces. She had her straight butt-length hair pulled up in a high ponytail that was secured by a cream colored scrunchy; that stood out against her jet black hair. Her black barrel style duffel bag bounced against her hip while she walked; having no destination in mind at all.

          Her arms came uncrossed when her phone started to play an odd barking sound, and she stopped to find it in the bag that she carried. Once she found her phone she gave it a quizzical stare when she read the message on the screen.

'Would you like to start?'

'Yes or No'

          She tossed the idea back and forth in her head before she clicked yes and continued on her way.

          "Amaya Tsukino..." A vivid feminine voice spoke aloud from her phone causing her to stop in her tracks. "It's time to decide your future, Amaya. Your destiny is calling. Take the five forty-five outbound train." The voice instructed her as it began to fade until her phone went completely silent.

          Amaya stood there for a moment thinking whether or not she should obey what the voice had told her to do. She had fifteen minutes and the train station was only a ten-minute walk away, but she had to question if it was worth it. After weighing her options, she started towards the station and purchased her ticket at five forty. She sat down in one of the seats just as people started to pour into the train. Amaya sat back and watched the world outside blur past while the train took off down the tracks. Her phone rang once again and she took it out of her pocket while listening for further instructions.

          "Get to Shibuya station by six. Take the elevator to the basement." The same voice instructed her, making her nod absent-mindedly.

          Amaya's attention was quickly diverted to a boy that shot to his feet screaming something she couldn't quite catch. This boy had on a beige hat that covered most of his brown hair and a pair of goggles was set firmly on top of the hat. He had a red short sleeved jacket over a yellow tee shirt that had an unusual black symbol in the center of it. He also wore a pair of beige cargo shorts that stopped just below his knees and a pair of red and white sneakers with white socks. Amaya turned her attention from the boy as soon as she saw her stop coming up. She stood from her seat and weaved her way over to the train doors without bumping into anyone else.

          As soon as the train doors opened, Amaya walked out of them walking straight past the goggle-wearing boy and to the elevators. She had no idea someone was behind her until she turned to press the button for the basement, but found a boy with a bandanna on had beat her to it. This boy had long midnight blue hair that was tied back neatly into a low ponytail. He had on a royal blue jacket and a black pair of pants that stopped a bit short of his ankles. His jacket had yellow lines that went down the side of each sleeve and he wore a pair of blue and white sneakers with white socks.

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