Renamon-Stories

     "This can't be real, there is no way this is real," mumbled Thorn over and over to himself as he raced homewards as fast as he dared.  However, every couple of minutes his curiosity got the better of him and his eyes would dart from the road to the rearview mirror and the odd creature bleeding in the back of his car.  Breathing deeply, Thorn forced himself to focus on what he would need to patch up the creature rather than the multitude of questions swarming through his mind.    As Thorn headed up the gravel driveway to his parent's countryside home, he took a moment to admire the bronze glow the setting sun cast upon the surrounding f

               The sun filtered lazily through the scattered clouds which cast a checkered shadow across a small town in the state of Oregon, USA.  It was a quiet Friday evening and a teenage boy of eighteen years by the name of Alpheus Wolfe had finished locking up the building to the local swimming pool where he worked as a lifeguard.  Alpheus, or Thorn as his friends tended to call him after a childhood incident, let out a tired sigh before moving towards his mildly banged up dark blue Suburban which served as his transportation.  His hair was a lighter hue of brown and his sharp blueish-green eyes darted back and forth as he maneuvered th

Chapter 9: Conflict can bring compassion Renamon could not be happier, ever since the movie she and Takato called one another often just to shoot the breeze, or laid down on the roof of his home or in the park.  For the most part most of them were happy for them, but one was not.  'How the hell could goggle-head pick that rug over me.'  Rika thought out of anger.  She did love Ryo and all but she wanted more - she wanted the leader of their team. "Honestly Rika, can't you just be happy for your partner.  I mean after all the months of treating her like a killing machine or a slave don't you think she deserves this happiness?"  Rumiko ques

The incident is something that changed my life forever.  It turned me from a brutal killer to a protector.  I still remember it every time I fight which is mostly to protect innocent digiomon from evil ones or humans.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  It was really a year ago today. After training for a few days, Professor Logan and the others sent me out to do my purpose for creation.  That of course was destroying all digimon.  My first target was a Flamedramon attacking the city.  Specifically, he was after buildings and people.  I ran while the other followed me with assault vehicles.  I was exited to fight a real opponent for once.

"It seems the experiment was a success.  Wake up now, project WereRenamon." That's the first thing I remember in my whole existence.  I felt I had to obey the command so I opened my eyes to show I was awake.  I first noticed that I was in some kind of experiment tube.  I didn't know how I knew that but I did somehow.  I also noticed a bunch of humans standing around the tube I was in looking pleased that I was awake it seemed. "Project WereRenamon," said the man right in front of the tube.  It was the same man who commanded that I woke up.  "I am Professor Logan.  I'm sure you're wondering why you're in there and what's going on.  You are