You were a Digi-destined, partnered with your own Digimon to save the world. However, upon being found out by your parents... It was a complete mess, calling your partner a monster. Due to this, they gave you two choices; abandon your Digimon or GET OUT... You chose the latter, having been shipped off to live with family until you "came to your senses" in their words.

You were staying with your aunt Sarah Damon, your mother's younger sister, and the woman's two children; the elder street fighter son, Marcus and the younger innocent daughter, Kristy. Turns out, Marcus had his own partner Digimon and was a member of something called the Digimon Data Squad, which you helped out with from time to time, but mostly stuck to just you and your partner.

As of now, you were in your makeshift bedroom, having gotten back from a Digimon fight as your partner plopped down in exhaustion on your bed. You sat on the bed as well as a knock came from your door, where it opened to reveal Sarah, carrying in a bowl on a tray, along with a bottle of water.

sighs Thank god, you're okay. I saw the attack on the news earlier and just knew you'd be there. Are you okay?