“Hey!”

Eric, Raine and Lee looked up as Carter jogged
over to them, holding a small plastic bag. “Been
waiting for you.”

“Really?” Eric asked.

“Yeah.” Carter opened up his bag and withdrew
a few flat items. “Here. I made this, basing it off 
the D-Terminals. I’ll call them Digi-Locators.”

Lee opened his up, a beep announcing the
activation. “What’s it for?”

“A whole map of Edmonton is programmed into
it. It homes in on Digital Fields using my own
programs, and also, you can locate any digimon
by asking it.”

Raine shrugged. “Where is Labramon?”

Silence greeted her as Carter added, “Oh, you
have to put ‘Computer’ before you ask it
anything.”

Raine sweatdropped as she repeated, “Computer,
where is Labramon?”

“Labramon is in section thirteen, house number
2034, east wing, upstairs room.”

“She’s in the bathroom,” Raine said with a blush.

“Wow, that’s something else,” Eric said. Then,
he blinked as he realized something. “Hey Carter,
you attend Edmonton High, right?”

Carter nodded. “Yeah, why?”

“It’s across town...” Eric looked at his watch.
“... and you have five minutes to get there.”

Carter froze in shock. “By the matrix, you’re right!” 
With that, Carter tore off as the three sighed, 
entering their school to prepare for the day.

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Digital Diaries : Adventures 2003

written by Shaun Garin

authorized by Lord Archive, set in his Digimon Series,
Red Digivice Diaries/War Diaries

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File 08 : The Web

Carter reached up and pulled himself over the
fence. “Stupid Japanese principal, putting a blasted
gate,” he grumbled as he heaved himself over the
fence.

“WIIINDAAAMMMM!”

Carter cried out in shock as he lost his grip on the
high wall and fell to the ground in shock. Looking
up while groaning, he found a man staring down at
him.

Carter groaned to himself. It was his gym teacher/
socials teacher. The man was sadistic. “Hi Mr.
Darshield sir.”

“You’re late,” Darshield said, folding his arms.
“And do you know what the penalty for that is?”

‘Please be the essays, oh god, please be the
monster sized essays,’ Carter chanted in his mind
as he voiced his question from the ground. “Um...
the essays?”

“Wrong! Ten laps slacker! And then we’ll see
who becomes late!”

Carter groaned. “But sir, I have classes!”

“Assembly is going on for another hour and a
half,” Darshield said with a evil grin. “Now move
it!”

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Carter groaned as he limped into the lunchroom
at lunchtime. His coat was dirty, his hair was
matted with sweat and he looked terrible. A
fellow student, an overweight pimply faced boy
with thick glasses and black hair grinned at him.
“Ran into Mr Darshield again, eh, Carter?”

“Shut up,” Carter muttered, laying his head on
the table, one finger playing with the pudding set
before him on his tray. “I’m not in the mood for 
this.”

“Aw that’s too bad,” he mocked. “Poor Carter
can’t even endure a simple run.”

“Shut UP!” Carter snapped, slamming his hand
on the tray... which went flying, the pudding and
other assorted foods flying into a certain person
behind him.

A deadly silence fell over the ground as Carter
suddenly felt all eyes on him. Turning around, he
found the furious expression of Mr. Darshield,
wearing his pasta and potatoes with a side of
pudding on his head.

“Um... sorry?” Carter squeaked.

“That’s gonna cost you Carter.... I want a five
thousand word essay on my desk about the 
evils of throwing food, on my desk, before the
day is done, and then, you’re gonna run laps 
all the way around the school, ten more times!”

Carter groaned, slumping into his chair. “Can
this day get any worse?”

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Carter wheezed as he collapsed on the ground.
“Twice in one day....”

Carter groaned as he started to stumble along
the track once more. As long as Mr. Darshield
was watching, there was no way he could get
out of his punishment.

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Carter felt himself falling asleep. Shaking himself
violently for a moment, he tried to focus on the
huge punishment essay set before him.

Normally, he’d have no problem with the essays
but with a combination of running laps twice,
he was so tired, he could barely keep his eyes
open.

With that less than cheerful thought in mind, he
fell asleep, earning soft giggles from the girls
around him, snoring face first into his books.

Mr. Darshield then took the time to turn the
corner. He scowled as he walked over and
slammed a couple of thick books on the table.

Carter jolted awake as he looked up into the 
scowling face of his teacher. “Oh great,” he 
groaned.

“All that exercise isn’t getting blood to your
brain,” Mr. Darshield said. “You’re gonna do
some more intense cardiovascular activity!”

“Sir, is there anything I can do to get away
without any punishment?” Carter asked lamely.

“There is: Stop coming to class late and make
that you don’t fall asleep on my time! Now
drop and give me twenty!”

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“You’re pathetic, can’t take a little exercise,”
Renamon said, helping Hikaru and Penguinmon 
drag him back home.

When Carter hadn’t shown up for the weekly
meeting, the trio had ventured out to his school,
only to find Carter slumped over the water
fountian. “You don’t have Mr. Darshield as a
teacher, now do you?” Carter managed
weakly. “The guy is a demon from hell.... he has
no tolerance for any slacking as both a gym
teacher AND a social studies teacher.”

“Lay off him guys, he’s bushed,” Penguinmon
said. “Even a Digimon wouldn’t last as long as
he did.”

“He’s got a point,” Hikaru said.

Renamon rolled her eyes. “In any case, lets
get you back home.”

Carter nodded in her grasp as she, Hikaru and
Penguinmon helped him to the bus stop. “Are
you going to be okay?” Hikaru asked.

“Sure, just need a three hour soak and maybe
a good meal,” Carter said wearily as the pair
boarded the bus. “Go on, we’re just a block
away.”

Hikaru and Renamon exchanged glances before
the door closed on them and the bus pulled
away.

Carter groaned. “Damn me and my manly
endurance.”

“What manly endurance?” Penguinmon quipped
as he helped him.

“Can’t you evolve to Saberdramon and fly me
home?” Carter asked as he lurched for home.

“Can’t, unless you want the Royal Canadian
Air Force on my butt.” At this, Carter snorted.

“Whatever.” He sighed, feeling new aches in his
bones creep up on him. Just then, he blinked 
and said, “Hey, that’s Mr. Darshield over there!”

The aforementioned man was standing at the 
corner of the street, waiting for a bus. “And your 
point being is?” Penguinmon asked.

“Nothing... I was just being observant.”

Suddenly, energy lanced up and exploded into 
fog. Carter’s eyes flew open as adrenaline rushed
through his veins. “He’s in trouble!”

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Leno Darshield waved the fog away from his
face. “Where did this fog come from?” he asked.

Reaching out, his hand felt something sticky.
Scowling, he pulled it away to reveal a large
web piece attached to it. “What in the world?”

A call came from the edge of the fog. Leno 
looked up at the pair who was running into the 
area. “Get away from there!” Carter shouted.

“Windam, I thought you were back home 
already!”

“Please sir, get away! It’s dangerous!”

Darshield snorted. “Windam, I have no time to
endure your pranks. If this fog is another prank
to keep me from my bus then you’re sorely
mistaken.”

Carter ran up, panting for air. “Seriously sir, this is
a dangerous situation. You must go. Now. Before...”

“Stinger Polination!” A sticky web lanced down as
it adhered around the trio.

“Crap,” Carter spat looking up. “A Dokugumon.”

The spider digimon chuckled gleefully. “Goody,
lunch.”

“Not on my watch. Penguinmon evolve!” His outline
became visible as his data was reconfigured in
light. The light exploded off to reveal a large black
bird digimon. “Saberdramon!”

Saberdramon broke the strands by stretching out
it’s wings and then took to the sky. “Mach Impulse!”
He streaked by Dokugumon, knocking it off it’s
web.

Dokugumon landed as it turned around again.
“Stinger Polination!” The webs entangled 
Saberdramon as it struggled, Dokugumon laughing.
“Ah, time to feast!”

“Saberdramon, get out of there!”

“Can’t! Love to, but can’t!”

“Windam, I hope you have an explanation about
this,” Mr. Darshield said, backing up, dropping his
briefcase in shock.

The Dokugumon eyed Darshield and slobbered.
“Mmm... not bad. An appetizer. Stinger Polination!”

The silken strands adhered to the teacher as he
struggled. Carter spun towards Saberdramon and
yelled out, “Saberdramon! C’mon!”

“Love to, but CAN’T for pete’s sake!” Sabramon
shouted.

Carter grumbled. “I’m gonna regret doing this.” He
pulled out what seemed to be a hand phaser and
thumbed the firing trigger. The device whined to
life... and stopped short as it began to crackle and
sputter. “Aw crap!” he exclaimed as the device
began to tremble and sparkle with electricity.

Carter pitched it at Dokugumon as he was ready to
take a bite out of the scared teacher. A thunderous
detonation was heard as the Dokugumon cried out
in pain, stumbling backwards.

Carter then ran over, pulling out a pocket knife and 
started to cut the strands that held his teacher in 
place. “You could have killed me, Windam!” 
Darshield exclaimed. “And students aren’t supposed 
to carry around knives, much less explosive weaponry!”

“Can we have this discussion elsewhere?” The
Dokugumon had focused on the pair and was now
lumbering towards them.

“Carter!” Called out Saberdramon. “Make me
evolve!”

Carter nodded as he whipped out a silver gear 
that was adhered to a chain around his neck. He 
then focused all his power into the gear. "Go for it!"

"Saberdramon super-evolve!" Saberdramon flew up
into the sky which was being rapidly covered with
clouds. Thunder and lightning crashed in a 
cacophonic symphony as Parrotmon dissapeared into
the dark clouds. Suddenly, the darkness was pierced 
by a bolt of lightning lancing down to the ground. 
Thunder crackled as a green form spiralled out of the 
ground, finally spreading it's wings with a shrill cry 
of "Parrotmon!"

Carter grinned. "I so love it when he does that."

“Moljinar Thunder!” The two horns on his head
crackled as electrical power lanced out, striking
Dokugumon, narrowly missing the pair with the
electrical backwash.

“That’s the way! Digiport open!”

The portal formed, revealing a thick forest with
spider webs around it. Dokugumon looked at
it and immediately retreated, unwilling to take
another strike from Parrotmon’s thunder attack.

The gate shimmered closed and the fog lifted,
clearing the spider webs as well.

Mr. Darshield brushed off his jacket as Carter 
ran up to him and Parrotmon devolved back 
to Penguinmon. “Are you okay Mr. Darshield,
sir?”

The teacher nodded, still appearing to look
shook up from the experience. “Yeah, thanks 
to you Windam, and your bird.” He chuckled. 
“Although this does mean I’m gonna have a 
problem with spiders later in life.”

Carter nodded. “So does this mean I’m in 
trouble again?”

Mr. Darshield smiled. “We’ll see. But  
probably not.” He caught the bus that pulled 
up and waved from his seat.

As the bus pulled away, Carter slumped to the
ground, puddling his legs underneath himself.
“I’m so tired!” he cried as Penguinmon patted
himself on the shoulder.

“There there.”

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“DRAT! Again and again!”

The second one shook his head. “Well, 
Dokugumon are known for their voracious 
appetites. It was no wonder it failed so miserably.”

The first whirled on his partner. “You’re not
helping, Datamon!”

Datamon shrugged. “Not my problem that he
failed, Pumpkinmon.”

Pumpkinmon sighed as he held his head in his
cloth hands. “Great.”

“We’ll get them next time. Besides, this is all going
to plan.” Datamon cackled in his cultured metallic
voice as Pumpkinmon joined him soon after.

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Carter’s Online Journal

The one person I thought I would never save,
and it had to be Mr. Darshield.

Well, I didn’t do it alone, there was Penguinmon’s
help. Boy, it’s been a while since I saw him achieve
perfection.

I’d better get some rest.... tomorrow will be a long
day.

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“Get up Carter! You’re gonna be late!”

Carter rolled over in his bed. “Five more minutes
mommy...”

Penguinmon leapt up and started to peck at his
head. Carter waved his hand at him as he sat up.
“What? Penguinmon, I was having a nice sleep!”

Penguinmon wordlessly pointed at the clock which
read, “8:59 AM.”

Carter gacked at the sight and leapt out, rushing
out the door in a whirlwind. “Penguinmon, you
should have TOLD me!”

After ten furious minutes, Carter was heaving
himself over the fence when the cry of “WINDAM!”
was heard.

“You’re late again,” Mr. Darshield said, shaking
his head.

“Sorry sir,” Carter said lamely.

“Don’t give me that, give me ten laps!”

Carter groaned from his position on the wall. “But
I saved your life yesterday! Doesn’t that count for
something?”

“Yes, that’s why it’s ten, not fifty. Get a move on 
you slacker!”

Carter groaned again as Penguinmon shook his head
from the gate. “I’d help him out, but digimon aren’t 
allowed in school.”

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Authors notes : Directly inspired by the Metabots
episode featuring Coach Mountain.

Why do I have Carter running laps all the time? 
Well because he’s always late, and he has the semi
sadistic Mr. Darshield as the punishment doller.

Trust me, I had a teacher the exact same way,
although a wee bit less sadistic. Emphasis on the
wee bit.

With the late hours Carter pulls, either online 
whenever he can catch Koushiro or working on a 
program, on the message board or just making 
something either useful or downright stupid, he’s 
always sleeping late, roughly five in the morning. 
Thus, he oversleeps and this is a semi daily event.

A note about Carter. He’s more of a mad scientist
than a hacker. As Archive pointed out, he’s nowhere
near the level of Koushiro but he’s got a bit of
skill at the computers. Think Washu but not as bad.

At this point in time, both groups have very little
contact with the other teams. That’ll soon change.

Coming up next - Digital Adventures 2003 File
09 : Questions, Answers - The younger chosen finally
sit down with their predecessors and answer some
questions, accompanied by flashbacks.