A few notes before beginning...

This fic follows the previous fic, Preceding Overwrite, quite a bit later. While reading Preceding Overwrite will help clear some things up eariler, you don't have to read it if you don't want to. However, it will help explain some things early on, like Kari's OOCness at times.

All seasons will be melded into one for this fic. They will be mostly unchanged, but there might be some ooc-ness here and there, especially from the Season 4 group and Kari, and some characters' pasts, and some of overall storylines of the seasons, will be extended/altered to make this fic work.

This story takes place a couple of months after the 4th season, about a half a year to a year after the 3rd season, and many, many years after the first two seasons and Preceding Overwrite. Which will probably cause some confusion about Davis and his other friends's ages at first, but that will be explained shortly.

I've got a lot of things going on in this fic; there's hoping that it won't blow up in my face

I . DON'T. OWN. DIGIMON.

Meramera

"Allright, where is he?"

A boy with brown hair, old goggles, and of arrogant disposition studied the crowd of Digimon before him from atop a sky-hued, drake-like Digimon. His dark blue coat had red flames on it. "You see him, ExVeemon?"

"Nope," the blue dragon replied, his large white wings keeping him aloft.

The swarm of Digimon looked at the human boy and his Digimon in fear.

Davis spoke up again. "Have any of you seen a little purple Digimon with a red scarf around his neck? He stole something that was very important."

A rabbit Digimon with red fur with purple stripes glared at him. "Like we would tell you, Tamer."

"Tamer!" the boy exclaimed angrily. "I'm no Tamer! I'm a DigiDestined!"

"Sure you are," a sarcastic human voice replied.

The goggle-wearing boy snapped his head to another boy wearing goggles that stood not so far away from the crowd. This boy's goggles rested on a deep purple baseball cap turned backwards, a little brown hair sticking out here and there. He didn't look any older than the boy he was talking to. His sleeveless shirt was the same color of his cap, and his jeans were dark and tattered. He looked at the first boy with an irritated glare.

"Whaddya mean whatever!" the first brunette growled. "You heard me! I'm not a Tamer! I'm-"

"Hmph. You're no DigiDestined," the second teenager growled. "You have some random Digimon as your slave. That's means you're a Tamer,".

"He's not my slave! He's my friend and partner, it's been that way for years!" the first boy barked back. ExVeemon added a snarl.

"DigiDestined don't have partners," the second brunette answered.

"What! Of course they do!" the boy with the flame-decorated jacket exclaimed. "How else could we help save the Digital World!"

The teenager with the baseball cap still didn't look convinced.

"Look, just mind your own business,' the boy with the blue dragon replied, turning his attention back to the crowd of Digimon. "You shouldn't even be here if you don't have a Digimon to protect you."

The second teenager began to turn around and muttered something, one of his hands closing into a loose fist.

"What was that?' the first boy growled. If there was one day he didn't feel like putting up with anything, this was the day.

The second goggle-wearing boy paused and looked back at him, smirking. "I said..."

Within a moment he dashed at the first boy and his Digimon at an inhuman speed, relaxed his loose fist, and threw embers at ExVeemon's eyes. The dragon let out a surprised and pained roar while his partner hung on for dear life. Just as the Digimon's eyesight was beginning to come back, he was struck on the chest by a fireball and knocked back a few feet. When he could completely see again, he now noticed that a stream of fire writhed on the shoulders on the boy, with his fists possessing flames as well. The look on his face had gone from coldly annoyed to happily, almost manically excited.

"I said..." he repeated. "That true DigiDestined don't need Digimon to protect them."

The first boy stared at the flames the other one wielded in disbelief.

"What the hell are you?" he questioned.

"Me? I'm a Legendary Warrior," the boy with the baseball cap proudly announced. "Name's Takuya."

This stirred up some eager murmurs from the group of Digimon.

"Well, I'm Davis, if you care to know,' the first brunette replied. "And I don't care what you are! Just stay out of my way, I've got work to do."

"Too bad,' Takuya answered, charging forward with a fistful of fire.

ExVeemon just barely managed to move out of the way in time. As the streaming punch screamed by, Davis was just barely able to catch a glimpse of the crazed eyes and demented grin of his opponent. The audience of monsters applauded at the sight of a battle.

"Davis, what are we dealing with here?" ExVeemon asked as he took a defensive stance. "A human or a Digimon?"

"I'm not sure," Davis stated. "But last time I checked humans don't throw fireballs around, so I'm betting it's a Digimon!"

"Makes sense to me!" ExVeemon responded, rushing forward. After dodging a quick jab from Takuya he slammed his thick tail into his gut and sent him flying into nearby rock.

The Legendary Warrior swiftly got back on his feet and dashed towards his foes, hands ablaze. ExVeemon tried to wallop him with his tail again, but Takuya leapt over it and let it slide harmlessly under his feet. While the Digimon was vulnerable he made sure to deliver a point-blank fiery blast to his face.

ExVeemon staggered backwards, while Davis hoped that he wouldn't end up falling backwards. As ExVeemon wiped his face to get the remaining embers off, Davis witnessed Takuya heading right for them, charging up a large flame on his right arm.

"ExVeemon! Right in front of you!"

"Vee Laser!" the blue drake exclaimed. The broken X symbol on his chest shone a soft yellow, and soon afterwards a laser erupted from the mark.

"Whoa!" Takuya exclaimed, hastily eluding the golden beam.

"That's it! Get 'im ExVeemon!" Davis cheered.

ExVeemon rapidly closed the gap between him and the Legendary Warrior. "Vee Kick!"

The attack collided with his chest and knocked him onto his back. Worried mutters and unpleased cries came from the Digimon watching.

"Vee Laser!"

Again the boy with the purple baseball cap avoided the sharp light. This time the edge of the beam grazed his left shoulder, leaving a small cut. Crimson oozed out of it soon after.

"Blood?" Davis hissed. Digimon don't bleed.

"Davis? Are you sure this is a Digimon?" ExVeemon questioned.

"Well..." Davis began.

But before he could finish, he found himself being jolted off his ride as a thick whip crashed into ExVeemon's side. As the Digimon fell, he let off a mild white light. His figure shrunk down to a silhouette of a wingless creature with zigzagging ears and a crooked tail. As the light faded it was revealed that the creature had the same blue color of his previous form.

"Veemon!" Davis exclaimed, running over to check his now-Rookie Level Digimon. Moments later he noticed Takuya standing right in front of him. Cheers roared in the background.

"Get out of here Tamer,' he growled.

"But I'm not a-"

"Go,' Takuya repeated.

Davis opened his mouth as if he was about to protest, but thought better of it for once. He helped Veemon to his feet, shot a glare at the so-called Legendary Warrior, and proceeded to leave the battlefield.

The Legendary Warriors

"Where is he?" a teenage girl with a pale yellow shirt grumbled to herself as she impatiently crossed her arms. A current of air circled around her briefly, blowing around her lengthy golden hair. On her head was an odd lavender hat that was pointy at the corners, making it look like she was trying to hide small cat ears. Her faded jeans were ragged and had some yellow flowers embroidered up the sides.

"Oh, he's probably snoozing under some tree,' a rather chubby teenager replied casually. Actually, he wasn't that fat, just a bit on the plump side. He wore a plain blue shirt with a dark green vest and deep blue jeans. His short brown hair had a somewhat erratic look to it. He was resting on a large rock, looking up at the sky.

"But shouldn't he be back by now?" a much younger boy questioned. He was considerably shorter than the others, and wore an orange hat that made him look like a walking mushroom, with bits of caramel hair peeping out here and there. He had on a bright green shirt with a simple white star on front, and like the rest he also had well-worn jeans.

"I wouldn't worry about it," the chunky boy answered, his eyes closed.

"You know, that only makes me worry more," whined the girl.

"Sorry."

Suddenly a explosion of flame erupted near the rock the chunky boy was on. The teenager let out a yelp and leapt into the air, landing about five feet from the stone. Electricity danced all over his body as he searched for the opponent. Soon after the wind was cycling around the blonde girl, and the ground below the boy began to freeze.

The group was soon greeted by familiar laughter.

The large kid relaxed and the electricity steadily disappeared. "See, I told you not to worry," he stated in an annoyed tone.

"Hey JP! Hey Zoë! Hey Tommy!" a teenager with goggles and a dark purple baseball cap greeted cheerfully, waving at them.

"Hey Takuya," the others answered. The large boy still looked cranky.

Takuya strolled over to the electricity wielder. "Aw c'mon, it wasn't that bad JP."

"I know,' JP growled. That was one reason he was so bent out of shape about it.

"So what took you so long?" the girl who could only be called Zoë asked, crossing her arms.

"Oh, I was just dealing with some Tamer," Takuya replied, plopping down onto the ground. "Got anything to eat?"

"Stupid Tamers, prancing around like they own the Digital World," Zoë growled. "And no, we don't have anything to eat cause you all it all yesterday!"

"Yeah, the way you eat you'd think you'd be the fat one!" the younger boy teased.

"Oh yeah? And what about you Tommy?' Takuya replied playfully. "Who was it that ate a whole barrel of meat apples the other day?"

"Hey those are good!" Tommy protested. The fruits may have looked like apples, but their flavors could vary from anything from beef to chicken to asparagus. They usually tasted like meat though.

JP was studying his surroundings. "Hey, any idea where Koji and Kouichi are?"

"I dunno," Takuya replied. "Didn't see em coming back."

"Well, you know those two,' Zoë stated. "They just run off and you don't see em for days."

"Yeah, but it's been a week already," JP responded.

"Like that's unusual," Takuya remarked. "So anything interesting?"

"Well, I happened to drive off a Tamer too,' Zoë bragged.

"Really?"

"Yeah, she was a strong one too," Zoë continued. "She had a Antlyamon that was a lot stronger than usual. Think her name was Suzie."

"I've heard of her," Tommy stated. "She's one of the more notorious ones, isn't she?"

"She's one of the first ones, I know that," JP stated. "And I think she's related to one of the leading Tamers."

"Yeah, well I was surprised how young she was," Zoë added. "She couldn't have been older than six."

"Damn, they recruit em at any age," Takuya remarked.

"And this'll probably mean we'll have a top-notch Tamer on our tail,' JP moaned.

"So what? I ain't scared of no Tamer,' Takuya boasted. "In fact, I've wanted to meet these top Tamers for a while now."

"Same here. But for the time being," Zoë began, pushing Takuya in a random direction. "Why don't you go get us some food?"

"Huh? But why me?' Takuya whined.

"Because you ate everything yesterday," Zoë replied flatly.

"Man..."

Wake-Up Call

Kari!

A woman with long, caramel hair moaned and turned onto her side, pulling the pale blue blanket over her head.

Kari!

Another groan was heard as the lady pushed herself up to a sitting position, her eyes possessed by a sleepy look. As her vision woke up, she could make out a white cat with purple stripes, large ears, and sinewy tail.

"What is it Gatomon?" she asked drowsily. Then her expressions became livelier. "I'm not late for work, am I!"

"No, it's Saturday," Gatomon replied calmly. "But I saw one of your students earlier."

"What about it?" the lady asked.

"It's one of the students that went missing a few months ago."

Any sleepiness that remained quickly dissimilated.

"Where!"

"In the Digital World," the white feline answered.

"But shouldn't the Tamers been able to locate them sooner, then?" the brunette woman asked, fiddling with a golden ring with some ancient writing on it.

The long-tailed cat shrugged. "That's what you think."

"Where did you see them?" she questioned.

"Around the more barren part of the Digital World," her feline responded. "...So, you wanna go?"

"Of course!" the woman exclaimed.

"Allright then," the cat stated, walking over to a computer that was turned on.

The woman scavenged through her somewhat messy drawer hastily. From the piles of paper and photos she managed to uncover an odd gadget that was colored pink and white and had a small screen on it. She took this contraption and held it in front of the screen. Instantly the screen glowed white, and she felt herself being converted into energy once more.

"It's been so long..."

The next thing she was aware of was falling down to a place of rolling hills and reddened soil. Yellow and green strings were retracting behind her as the hole in the sky sewed itself back up again. She landed gracefully on her feet, as did her partner.

Looking forward, she noticed a small lake not too far ahead, but that was the only landmark that she could see. Next she looked over to her companion. She was still a white cat with purple stripes, through she was glowing slightly. The mild light soon faded, however, and she looked up at the lady with a pleasant smile on her face...that soon changed to confusion and shock.

"What is-"

She stopped and touched her throat, surprised. Her voice was way higher than it should've been. Then she looked herself over. Pink spandex that went halfway up her arm and ended in fingerless gloves, a plain white shirt, dark jeans...

She rushed over to the lake. When she bent over to see herself, a short-haired, teenage girl was staring back.

"Gatomon, I'm a kid again!"

"Yeah, I can see that, Kari," Gatomon answered dryly, walking over to her.

"But why?"

"Beats me," Gatomon replied.

Before Kari could say anything more, Gatomon's eyes had become fixed elsewhere. Her ears twitched and her tail whipped around a little.

"Look who is it," Gatomon whispered. Kari followed her Digimon's gaze and saw the one Gatomon spoke of.

A brown-haired boy with deep purple cap and goggles was rooting around in some dried-up bushes nearby. He let out an aggravated groan when he failed to find what he wanted. "Man, this is gonna take forever..."

Before he could gripe about it anymore though, he spotted the brunette that now looked just about his age. He stared for a few moments, then broke out into a pleasing smile. "Hey there! You lost?"

She had been around teenage boys more than enough to know that look in his eye.

"Oh god..." she moaned mentally.

"Uhm..."

"Don't worry, I can show ya around," Takuya reassured. "This is the Digital World. I know it looks scary but-"

"I know what the Digital World is, I've been here many times," Kari told him.

"Really?" Takuya asked too eagerly. "Haven't seen ya around..."

"Well, it's...been awhile since I've been here,' Kari replied.

"Yeah, this place changes pretty quick, huh?" Takuya responded too eagerly. "But don't worry," he added, grabbing onto her hand and pulling her with him "I'll protect ya and get ya all familiar-"

"Behave yourself Mr. Kanbara!" Kari barked fiercely, pulling her hand away.

The boy with the baseball cap gave her and dumbfounded stare. "Huh?"

"You are in big trouble, young man," she growled, letting her workplace persona take over. "You still owe me that book report on Call of the Wild, as well as that poster on Great Expectations, AS WELL as that essay on soccer, which I'd think you'd have no trouble doing...AND there's still all that homework you owe me for the past few months..."

The teenage boy let out a cry of shock and found himself falling backwards and crab- walking back a few feet, anime-style. His brown eyes seemed about ready to pop out of his head.

"M-ms. Yagami!" he stammered.

"That's right, young man," Kari continued in her stern tone. "And your unexplained absence requires quite an explanation."

"Huh? Whaddaya-"

"Hey what's going on Takuya?"

Kari looked up to see three others running to the scene. One of these people she knew personally; the other two she'd only seen on TV.

The chunky one paused a bit before the others, staring at Kari a bit oddly. "Who's that?"

"It's my English teacher,' Takuya whined. "Only...she got shrunk."

"Ms. Yagami!" Zoë cried out. "But...she's so young!"

"Wait, you mean-" JP started, pointing at Kari. He soon got a rather embarrassed look on his face.

"Isn't she your teacher, too?" Tommy asked Zoë.

"Yeah," Zoë replied.

"And you're all going to have a lot of catching up to do!" Kari growled. "All this time you've been gone had left you with loads of work to do when you get back! And you've worried everyone sick. Now where are the other two?"

"Uh...I dunno," Takuya admitted. "They go off on their own a lot."

"Wait, Ms. Yagami," Tommy chimed in. "You said everyone's been worried sick about us?"

"Of course!" Kari snapped. "Why wouldn't they be?"

"Well..."

"Kari!" a familiar voice yelled out from the opposite direction.

Kari broke her teacher lecture to look behind her. A teenager with dark brown hair, goggles, and a necklace bearing a black shard with a golden ring wrapped halfway around it was galloping towards her. Not far behind was a blue and white Digimon that was about half his size.

Her tone lightened. "Hey Davis!"

I hoped you liked it. Please R&R. Thanks!