This is a really strange idea that occurred to me. What if Takato and Renamon were partners and Icedevimon was Rika's? I starting writing and was fairly pleased with the results…

Oh, and sorry all you Guilmon fans but he doesn't appear in this story at all. I haven't got anything against the sweet critter ( in fact he's one of my favourate characters) but as I wrote this I realised it wasn't going to work if he existed.

Mute: I don't, he's too goody-goody. Gah! It's pathic…

Me: WHAT? DON'T YOU DARE DIS GUILMON! I'LL KILL YOU!

Mute: (Evil grin) You don't own Digimon…

Me: Sob…you mean!

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Millions of gleaming gemstones produced by electricity sparkled all over the ever changing landscape of buildings. In a city covered by shadows light still prevailed. And in more ways than one. For in such a large city many people often face dangerous and often traumatising situations. And that is when the light in their hearts shone through giving them courage and the strength to carry on with life.

Perhaps the heart of one young boy shone with this light brighter than the rest of them; Takato Matsuda. The boy in question was at this moment in time scribbling on a piece of paper doing his 'homework'. He sat up straight suddenly (almost falling of the chair in the process) with a loud cry of "Finished". He looked down at the masterpiece with a great deal of childish pride.

"So this is the third one hmm?"

The owner of the voice observed the brown-haired boy as he picked up the red D-Power he had received that morning. His brow was furrowed in deep thought as he studied it, before dropping it carelessly onto the desk to rummage through his collection of Digimon cards. The spy flinched at the loud clatter of D-Power meeting wood, wrinkling her nose up in disgust.

"Such carelessness! How could such an immature child be destined for the role of a Digimon Tamer? Although…"

Ice blue eyes softened slightly as she saw her subject giggle happily as he started filling in his drawing with vibrant blues, reds and greens.

"…he is so unlike the strongest of the three. She is the perfect merciless warrior while he has a heart beating with compassion. She is a skilled card player, the best in fact, while he is not. Such power and strength she could have offered me! But another with an even more icy disposition than her claimed that power for himself!"

Powerful muscles rippled under the golden fur threateningly as a three-digited paw drew itself together as a fist at the memory.

Flashback*******

"I can't tame all of you!"

The terrified cry of a young girl cut through the air like a knife causing pity to stir in the golden-furred digimon.

"I just want one strong digimon!" yelled the Digimon Queen beads of sweat lining her forehead. She was backed up against the wall and had no where to go if things turned ugly. Her violet eyes had widened as the many claws, paws and wings reached out her.

Hearing this latest remark the digimon strode purposefully up to the window separating her from the real world and the chance to become one of the most powerful digimon that ever lived. But before her dream could become a reality, a huge, white hand lunged out of nowhere and seized her around the mid-section. She was frightened at being in the grasp of such an experienced champion and struggled to disclose it from him.

"Unhand me Icedevimon!" she demanded coolly. He retaliated with a sadistic grin.

"Do you honestly think a tamer of her talent would ever want a rookie like you to be her partner? You are a delusional fool!" the demon whispered emotionlessly. Then to rub salt into the wound his leering face lowered itself down to the level of her ear before hissing maliciously, "besides you could never hope to have as strong a bond as I will have with little Rika. Her icy heart will help both of us achieve greatness. Both of us share the same principles; we understand that it is weak to show emotions and be warm-hearted. In order to be strong you must hate and destroy others with no remorse deleting all other emotions that could affect your judgement. Something that you obviously fail to comprehend. You still hold on to the old-fashioned belief that it is friendship between digimon and tamer that will enable you to digivolve. Pah! You are wrong."

She was released and thrust away from her tormentor at lightening speed.

Sumasalting, she landed neatly on her two hind limbs and spun around to see that Icedevimon had forced himself to the front of the other power-hungery Digimon and had enganed in a rapid coversation with her tamer. At once panic swept over her for if that icy freak became Rika's partner he would manipulate her so that the psychological damage already done to her would be irreversible. One miserable girl growing up into a broken-hearted women…

"Yes, I will be your tamer."

The clear voice rang through the air resounding in the her ears. Icedevimon flashed a triumphant smirk over his shoulder before disappearing on their side of the window and materialising on the other, placing one bony hand on his new tamer's shoulder. There was an erruption of bright white light and she and the rest of her gormless companions were left staring at nothing.

She was not aware of their mutters or disappointed grunts; nor were they paying any heed to the rookie whose pearl-drop tears were running silently down her cheeks.

"Rika…I'm sorry…"

End Flashback*******

Eyes and heart hardened again, the Digimon glared at the human, viewing him in a window similar to the one Rika had appeared in. Only for some strange reason unknown to her he could not see the window while Rika most certainly could. Another factor to prove his unsuitability as a tamer. Rika was unique. Takato was not. He could never offer her what she so badly desired.

She narrowed her eyes against the harsh sunlight in the Digital World constasting the pale moonlight in the Real World. Then she set off towards a rocky outcrop, bounding gracefully over the sandy dunes. Trying to leave the window and the boy far behind.