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Disclaimer: I do not and will never own Digimon or Renamon -.- sadly...

Chapter 1

How long do i have to shout?

"-Multikill!-"

He sat in front of his X-Box, playing CoD. He was a gamer, so this was mostly everything he did . His name was Ryan, he had short darkbrown hair and pale Skin and was of an average built. He sat on his sofa in front of the flatscreen. The wall behind him was pasted with drawings of different things. Motocycles, Animes, Assassins Creed and so on, all made by Ryan himself. If he wasnt playing videogames, he was drawing all the Time, even in school during the lessons. He hated school, not because the stuff the teachers were telling, some things were realy interesting, but his classmates... he was the only one in his class who was a gamer and not a single one of them did even know Naruto or Digimon. The others were mostly athletic guys, playing in at least threee different sportclubs, basketball, football and so on. One day the whole class chose Ryan to be "the victim" they were bulliyng him all the time, even stealing his drawings and beat him up.

"Fuck!"

He got killed in game. There were only a few points left so his team would win. He tried to calm down and respawned.

" _BrawleR_: try to get locate this camper, ill get him-"

"Okay, no problem!"

His only friends were guys who he met online. Later one of them, _BrawleR_ aka Nick, took him to a big Anime-Convention. There he met more guys like him, gamers, animefreaks and even some guys who could draw even better then himself. The Con was every Month and so he met new friends. Besides Nick there were Steve, Ruki, Victoria and Mike. And so much other guys he didn't even know the names.

"Ha, got ya!"

He found the camper, who was hiding on a roof, aiming for someone in an alley. Ryan sneaked up behind him and used the knife.

"Poor little Camper, ha!" he laughed and went on, searching for the next target, when suddenly...

_Error; can't connect to server_

"What?! You can't be serious!"

Then the screen began to glow withe. Ryan stood up, walking over to it, to check what was wrong. 'It never did that before.' he thought to himself. Then the glowing became even brighter. Ryan had to cover his eyes, because it got too bright. He took a step back, he coulndt even think of what was going to happen next.

Suddenly a loud hissing sound came from the screen and when he opens his eyes he didn't know where he was.

He stood in a small room and everything was white. The Walls and even the floor were glowing slightly. The next thing he saw was that there where no doors or windows.

"What... the hell..." He looked around, trying to find a way out. Then suddenly there was a piece of the floor rising up in the middle of the room. Ryan saw that there was something on it. It looked like a mobilephone and a small pocket, ryan reached for it an inspected it. It had three buttons at the bottom and big touchscreen. Then there was something written on the Screen.

-Digi-Vice loading-

That sounded familar. 'Wait... a digivice? does that mean that...' He coulndt end his thought because in this moment he heared something behind him. He turned around to see what was there, but surely not expecting the creature which stood there.

"Woah!"

He took a step back, tripped and fell to the ground. In front of him there stood a tall furry creature, somehow it looked like a fox, but walked on two legs and wore a pair of fingerless gloves. Now Ryan recognized what, or who exactly it was.

"R-re-renamon...?"

But then he saw some differences to the anime-version. The fur was not yellow, it had a grey color and the gloves were black. Ryan saw that the hands were not paws like in the anime, they looked just like humans ones, well except for the black and sharp claws.

"Youre a... a digimon?"

It nod.

"Yes, I'm Chaosrenamon."

The voice sounded female. Ryan continued to inspect... her. Now he must say that she somehow even looked female. Her Body was curvy and her Mane...

'What... stop thinking about that.' He thought quikly.

"I'm pleased to meet you, Master Ryan."

"Wait... how do you know my name... and why are you calling me master?"

"Your my Tamer... i have to know your Name, Master."

Ryan sighed. "Tamer? You mean... woah..."

She nodded and offered him her hand. He grabbed it and she helped him to get up. Then the room began to glow brighter, and suddenly it felt like he was falling.

He landed on the ground again, looking around he recognized that he was back in his room, but not alone. Chaosrenamon landed right beside him, but she landed on her feet, unlike him. Ryan got up and sat down on his couch, he thought that this had to be dream, at least there was no way that a real digimon stood right in front of him, or...

"So this is no dream, or is it?"

"No thats real, Master. Why are You asking?"

"Er... well its a little bit... strange, you know. There is a tv-series with you guys, but... to met one in person... That sounds... quite unrealistic."

She seemed to understand and nodded.

"Holy... could someone pinch me please..." he said more to himself, but then she grabbed his arm and pinched him.

"OUCH! Why did you..?!"

"You said i should do it, Master." She responsed like she didn't understood why he was screaming.

"But... that's... that's just something you say sometime, just a phrase, and stop calling me master... that sounds wierd..." Ryan complained.

"I'm sorry, mast... Ryan." she apologized. Ryan sighed and looked at her.

"Whats your name, by the way?"

"Chaosrenamon, but... i said that before."

Ryan nodded "Yes, but... maybe a nickname, something shorter?"

She was shaking her head.

"Okay... maybe we could think of something?"

"Do you have somthing in mind?"

Ryan thought about it. A name...'Rena... no... Chaosrenamon...Chaos... Chath... yes, maybe this one.'

"Well, how about Cath?" He said waiting for her response. She thought about it, then she nodded.

"Sounds nice, thank you, Ryan."

He smiled, then he offered her his hand.

"Well now, im pleased to meet you, Cath."

She grabbed his hand.

"Me too, thank you Ryan."

Ryan was walking around. The Convention was a good time to relax, he was wearing a white hoodie and a Assassin's Creed hiddenblade, which he built by himself a while ago. He met his friends and all the guys, but then he saw a big crowd around someone. Wondering what's happening he walked through the crowd, but then he stood there in shock.

"Cath?!"

She was surrounded by the others starring at her. Ryan got trought the last row.

"What are you doing here, Cath?"

He grabbed her arm, trying to get her out of there, but suddenly the scene changed. They both stood on the street, it was dark with only a few lights burning.

"Whats happening here." Ryan looked around and then a lot bright lights light up. Ryan had to cover his eyes and then he heared shouts. He opened his eyes and saw many shadows in front of them, he recognized that they carried weapons, guns and so on.

'Police...??... or army...??'

They aimed for him and shouted something, but he couldn't understand.

"Cath, we have to get out of here." but she didn't react, instead of running away, she placed herself in front of him. "What... what are you doing?! Cath!" he screamed.

Then the shadows opened fire. Ryan saw how the bullets shot through Caths Body, spraying her blood over him. The fire ended. Cath slowly turned arround, their eyes met... and then she fell to the ground.

"CATH!!!!!"

He opened his eyes and nearly jumped out of the bed. He looked around and found himself still in his room. He just sat there for a moment.

"A... dream... just a dream."

"Are you allright, Master?"

Cath suddenly appeared in front of him, she seemed worried. She told him before that she could teleport to any place near her. Ryan nodded slightly, somehow relieved that she was okay.

"A Nightmare?"

Ryan nodded again.

"Yes... it was just a dream, nothing to worry about."

She looked at him, still a little bit worried.

"Are you sure, Master?"

He layd down again and nodded. Cath stood there for a while and watched him while he tried to sleep again. Ryan turned his head to face her.

"Stop calling me master, please... aren't you tired?" he asked.

"Just a little bit..."

Ryan looked over to his couch, maybe she clould sleep there, but it was full of different stuff. Books, DVDcases and stuff for drawing. Cath also recognized it, she gave a yawn. Ryan looked at her, somehow surprised.

"Sounds like more than just a little bit." he chuckled. Cath sighed slowly and sat down on the floor.

"Maybe..."

"You dont want to sleep on the floor, do you?"

She looked at the couch."I could clean it up, if you want me to, Mas... Ryan."

He sat up and shake his head. "No wait... i clean it up tomorrow, for now you can slepp ... " he looked around, but without getting an idea where she could sleep.

"Ryan?"

he looked back at her.

"Maybe i could... i mean... maybe i could sleep... next to you...?"

Ryan looked at her, then at his bed.'Well it would be big enough... maybe...' He thought about it a short time, but long enough for Cath to get unsettled about what she just said.

"Im sorry, Master... i shouldnt ask..."

"No wait, its okay... If you want to, my bed is big enough, i think."

She nodded thankfully. Ryan moved to the side of his bed, making place for her. Slowly she sat on the bed and slipped under the blanket.

"Thank you Ryan..."

"No problem... good night."

"Good night, Ryan."

Ryan looked at the teacher. He was talking about something religious, something what really wasnt interesting for Ryan. He started to draw. He started with different things, like a motocycle, but then he got another idea. He took a new sheet of paper and started to draw, after a few minutes he got a sketch of Cath, leaning against a wall. He started another sketch, Cath again. After a while and a lot of sketches later, one of the other pupils asked: "Whats that again?"

Ryan grabbed the sketches and put them into his bag.

"Nothing, just some sketches."

Later after school, he went home and threw his bag in a corner of his room. He sat down in front of his computer and turned it on. He sighed and then he recognized that something was different. The couch was cleaned up and his stuff mostly layed on a table. Suddenly Cath appeared in the room, with one of his drawings in her hands.

"You're a good artist, Master." she said while inspecting the drawings on the wall. Slowly he got a little bit annoyed about that she called him master always.

"Thank you. Cath... did you clean up my couch?"

She turned around to face him.

"Yes... i thought it was a good idea, so you don't have to do it later. I'm sorry, i didn't want to..."

"No no, its okay, but... i wanted to clean up my room anyway. You didn't had to do it, but... well thank you."

She began to smile.

"Your welcome. Say, you were drawing during the lessons, could i see the drawings, please, Master."

"Er..." he looked at his bag." Well they're only some sketches... and they are not finished yet..."

She looked at him, a little bit confused, but then she nodded.

After a while she recognized the guitars leaning on the wall.

"Do you play music?"

He turned around.

"Yes, a little bit."

"Could you show it to me, please?"

"Yeah sure."

He grabbed the guitare and began to play. Nothing else matters, one of his favorit songs.