Annaliese woke up.  Not where she had expected to wake up though.  Not in her soft, warm bed back at the cold mansion, no.  It was sandy and grassy and dirty.  Definitely dirty.  Really, who decided to have this much sand at one place.  "Uggh. . . It feels like I got hit by a train or something."  She shook her head to rid it of a little bit of the compound of things that might be on it.  

"You look it too, girly."  Someone said right above her head.  "You and these other people here ok?  You don't look like Digimon either.  You guys humans?  You don't look like any Digimon I've seen before."  If nothing else she was a fast talker, but didn't seem like a bad. . . Umm, person?

"Huh?"  Annaliese muttered as she raised her head.  There was no one standing there.  Legs were missing!  The very thing that lets one stand up.  That's what she thought anyhow.  Tilting her head up more, there was a what? Woman? Girl?  She looked younger than that, besides her height at least!  "Are you a fairy?" Annaliese asked the short, winged floating girl.  "You look like one."  She said as she struggled to her feet.

"Hmm." The little being muttered.  "I mean, you can think of me that way."  The little fairy giggled a little bit, "You can just call me Tinkermon, I woke up here not long before you."  She looked distracted by Annaliese's feet. "Oh, is that thing by your foot there yours?"

"What?" Annaliese asked as she looked down.  There was some kind of black and white device by her foot.  Curious, she bent down and picked it up.  "I don't think so.  I've never seen it before in my life."  Still, maybe it was a clue or something?  "I'll just take it I suppose."  

"I see. I see."  Tinkermon said before looking around.  "Well, look, there are other people here.  Perhaps we should check them out before we continue on with an introduction of this world?" The little fairy lead the twelve year old to the other humans, perhaps with their own digimon nearby. . .