Hello all, this is vo2, your humble servant. So this is a translation of a fic I'm writing in Foros DZ, check my page for the link if you know Spanish. It is the continuation of another Foros DZ fic, where I participated. Well, there I didn't quite finish my character's story, so outta that mess, Forgotten Warriors was born. The characters from the other fic will appear later on and I will try to make stuff from the other fic as clear as I can on this one. OK? Ok. Let's begin. Oh yeah, this is a Digimon fic. It will have some stuff on it later on, I don't wanna give too much away. But let's just say it won't be completely Digimon throughout the entire story. Ok...oh man! just one last thing
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I don't own Digimon, or any of the digimon put on this story with the exception of Terramon and her evolutions (that was all me!)
OK? Did I forget something? Hope not. Let us begin.
Forgotten Warriors
OP: HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR – San Dome no Sakura
Prologue: Saviors of the Digital World
A mere six months had passed since the destruction of Bulbmon at the hands on of the sixteen Chosen. Rebraiko, after the energy overload caused by their experiment's death, disappeared like the shadow it always was. The lives of the Digital World's liberators and their digimon partners continued with great difficulty, much of these due to the death of one of their own, Riou the Knight of the Dragon.
As part of a posthumous tribute to the fallen hero, the great shaman Jijimon, keeper of the Key and Gates between the Real World and the Digital Worlds, sent a small data packet that contained a message through the information medium known in the Real World as the "Internet" . This message outlined the difficulties and struggles the Chosen overcame before freeing the Digital World from the impending menace. Though the data packet was frenetically sent through all bands of the "Internet", few were those that recognized the true impact those words carried. The human's incredulity was so profound that the group depicted in the message soon came to be called the "Digital Dreamers".
However, this story takes place in a remote place within the Digital World Zeal, a year and a half after Riou's demise, amidst a group of ruined buildings. This world was victim to a terrible massacre that once threatened to destroy the already fragile connections between the various Digital Worlds. That tyrant was defeated by what could be considered the Digital World's Secret Police, the Order of the Knights. Now, destiny and a malign hunch have sent a small group of Knights to the place where the final battle came to a close, where so many data was permanently deleted.
Chapter 1: Reborn
"The death of the Eastern dragon's Protector
Shall be the first sign…"
Jijimon's Prophecies: Volume 12, Quartet 323
"It's cold"
The air that the figure clothed in white exhaled could be clearly seen in the dark blue tinted halls. Behind this figure walked a dragon whose scales reflected only a eucalyptus green pigment. When both reached the hall's end, the white clothed figure, a boy in his late teens, sixteen to be precise, reached into the right hand pocket of his black pants and took out a small two-way radio.
"I hate speaking military…" the boy said with a hint of disgust
"I like it when you talk military" replied the dragon in a feminine voice
The boy looked at the dragon, his partner and friend of six months
"So you won't change even though we're here?" he sighed.
"C'mon, Karel, if I turn serious, I'll ruin your trip" she winked at him
"Touché" was all he could answer
Following this brief exchange of words, Karel adjusted the frequency in the radio and, pressing a button in the left side of the device, spoke
"Squad Leader, this is Phoenix Wing, checking in, the coast is clear…over"
The apparatus replied with a couple of groans and static and then
"Copy Phoenix Wing…looks like we were wrong…return to base…no…wait……" the voice was also feminine
"Squad Leader? What are our orders?"
More static from the radio followed
"Dragon Wing…no…responding…investi…"
The radio said not a word more
The green dragoness, who stood at nearly two feet tall, looked worriedly at Karel, four inches below her.
The teen pocketed the radio and looked in his other pocket
"Of course! The connection had to be cut!"
"Now what?"
Karel took from his left pocket a scroll, extending it in the cold metal floor of the hall.
"We're around here…" he pointed to the center of the scroll
"They're over there…" she to the left of the scroll.
"Not a problem" they said in unison
A light bathed the dragoness, disappearing as fast as it had appeared. From the sparkles, the same dragon came out, only she was much smaller, a tad short of ten inches tall.
The dragoness jumped to Karel's right shoulder, attaching herself like a falcon.
"Terramon?" he exclaimed, visibly surprised "Why did you de-evolve?"
The tiny dragon caressed his right cheek "We want to be as stealthy as possible no?"
"Alright, alright"
A high-pitch squealing caught their attention, it was coming from Karel's right pants pocket. The teen took out the radio once more.
"...Phoenix!...alive!...help!...stronger!"
The transmission was full of static and little was heard, yet the message was crystal clear. They were not wrong, the presentiment was right, and they were in serious trouble.
Karel felt his fist clenching "He's back!...that bastard's back!"
Though vengeance ran through his veins at that moment, his subconscious had something else in mind, a passage from a book Karel often read.
"The rebirth of his worst enemy
Shall be the second sign."
Jijimon's Prophecies: Volume 12, Quartet 323
ED: Do As Infinity – Heart
And there you have it. Yeah it's a short chapter (trust me the later ones are long). As with all other fic you read Read and Review onegai! I'll post the next chapter as soon as I finish the translation k?