Prologue


It had taken several years before all people on Earth had a Digimon, almost a decade. During this time, there had been much conflict between Digimon and humans, specifically humans who they themselves had no Digimon. However, through joint efforts by the everyday person, several world governments, and the Digidestined of each nation, most of this had been resolved after a decade, specifically once most people had a Digimon.

In fact, by the year 2065, Digimon had become a part of life. Society had quickly changed to accept them in some way, things were being structured to accomidate them, and some countries were even in the starting processes of making them citizens. Reported cases of depression had shot down drastically. Work, specifically manual labor, was becoming much easier as Digimon started to help out. Digimon had simply grown to be a part of life.

At least, for most people.

Natalie Murke of Grenalda, New York, was an anomaly, a child born without a corresponding digimon. Normal in all other respects, no one could figure out why this girl was born differently, although not many people were allowed to try to find out; despite repeated pleas from several parties to try to examine her. Her parents, though bewildered and confused, were determined to let their daughter live a normal life, though they themselves were in part intimidated by her.

So there she stayed, in Phillip Randall High School (named after the famous leader of the American digidestined), her lack of a partner a mark of difference she could not cover, that set her apart from her classmates and what may have been potential friends. Shunned by most of the student body and some of the teachers, she did the best that she could, but could not help feeling inferior and jealous. She was bitter, for some time, wishing secretly that she had a Digimon herself, outwardly wishing that she could just get away from those stuck-up brats, insisting that she didn't need some animal to support her (though she never told anyone about Mr. Gibbs, her cat at home).  She felt hopelessly separated from them, and embittered to them, and would have been happy to have seen them all disappear, even her family.

Natalie felt this until, on her  tenth birthday, something went horribly wrong.


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