I don't own digimon.

Previously...

A bunch joined together, only for most of them to die. That's pretty much what happened in Project Digital.

Well, not really. Just go read Project Digital.

Project Digital: Open Beta

Session 1

Storming the temples

Compared to the aztec stone pyramid exterior, the interior decided not to continue that theme. Instead, the inside was decorated with tables. Their were tables for chairs, tables for TV's, tables for lights and tables for tables. Even the walls had a wallpaper that consisted mostly of pictures of tables.

"Okay then." Luke remarked as the foursome stood in said room, possibly waiting for something to happen.

"Sex, anyone?" Varia inquired and Coronamon shook his head.

"Uh... No thanks." Coronamon answered and a Renamon walked in.

"The kitsune empress has been expecting you." The kitsune announced, motioning for them to follow. The hallway continued on the theme before, even if didn't need too. As the humans followed the , Varia was attempting to convince Bitemon to have sex with her. But, all she managed to get out of the guilimon rip-off was a confused glance and some groaning.

"I guess this is why there aren't many Guilimon in the digital world." The magical girl thought, making her way over to Lara. Lara's gaze immediately focused in her, cautious of the digimon.

"Can I ask you a question?" Lara inquired as Varia walked up, deciding to stay by her left.

"Sure." Varia answered, curious of what the void mage would want to know.

"How old are you?"

Varia pulled her head back, confused by the question. As stated before, time is meaningless in the digitalverse. After all, this is but one of many infinite numbers of possible paths this story alone could possibly take. But, that is an entirely different rabbit hole for some other time.

"Let's see..." Coronamon and Lara's gazes focused in on her. "I'm probably in my mid-thirties, which makes me perfect for any man in that same age category."

"Well that was useless." Raidramon announced, only for Varia to slap him.

"You ask and I answered." Varia explained and walked over to their renamon guide. "Isn't that how it works?"

"Okay then." Luke added as the wallpaper gave way to smooth stone walls. He took a deep breath and smiled. The previous room reminded of the way his dad preferred to decorate. Chairs and end tables. At the very least, he had at least bed, which was more of a table with a cloth over it. But, his dad was nowhere near here. He didn't need to think about it right now.

"So, who's this kitsune empress that wants to meet us?" The chosen inquired, only to get a blank stare from their guide.

"That's her name." The renamon answered and Luke glared at her.

"Let me get this straight. None of you have ever asked what her real name is?"
"Correct."

As much as he wanted to slam the digimon's skull in, Luke took a deep breath. It probably wouldn't be the nicest thing he could do at the moment, not that it stopped him before. The group turned right, followed by a few dozen lefts. Along the way, they debated whether or not said renamon was actually a goldfish. Not that it would really really change anything at the moment. For all they knew, their guide could really be a demon from Cthulhu mythos or just a living rock.

"I believe were looking into this way too much." Coronamon announced, only for Varia to snicker.

"Weirder things have happened, my friend." Varia answered and blew the flame lion thing a kiss.

Corona Knuckle!

Coronamon slammed his fist into her jaw, only to get a kick to the groin in return. As those two sparred, the rest of the group were led into a large open room. Large sandstone walls jutted out all around them, not going well with the green and purple tile floor. In the back, a wooden throne stood, containing one transformed Alex Tenshino. Since the last encounter with her, the infected kyubimon had grown, now standing at least five feet. Strangely, her multiple tails now swayed all about, ready to hit anything in that got into their way.

"My, my, my. Look what we have here." Alex remarked and stretched her legs. "What do you morons want now?"

"How should I know?" Varia announced, only for the infected digimon to get up from her throne and giggled.

"So, this is the level one of the great conquerors of the digital world has been reduced to." The kitsune thing added, making a motion with her left paw. By doing that, her entire army of palette-swapped renamon ran from their positions and into the room. Strangely, there appeared to be plenty of room for them to fight. As that happened, Varia pulled both of her gladius out.

"Is that so?" Varia answered, looking towards Alex. She never really liked renamon and their evolutions, possibly due to the one she met on her ta. This was probably due too that one having a attitude even worse than the cold digidestined Rika Nonaka. But that is a story for an entirely different time.

"It's fightin' time!" Alex shouted, only for her renamon troopers to grab onto the two members of Alpha and hold them hostage.

"Bring it on!" Varia announced and ran towards the kitsune.

Flame: Blade!

The blades of both gladius now glowed bright red and the temperature of the room went up a few degrees.

Corona Flame!

The flame lion then shot a flame out of his mouth, the projectile deciding to take a slow flutter to hit their opponents.

Acid Spit!

On this rare occasion, Bitemon spoke and shot out some acid at a few Renamon. It was surprisingly effective, making the digimon shake rapidly and then explode into data.

Blue Thunder!

Lightning shot out of Raidramon's back, heading right towards the nearest opponent it could find. As in opponent, that turned out to be Varia.

"Oh crud." The armor digimon thought and took a deep breath, only to get a flaming slash to the face. As those four attempted to defeat the kitsune army, Alex slipped away. While normally she would have joined in, she was in the mood for some tea and the urge wouldn't leave her till she had gotten said beverage in her tummy. A strange feeling came over her, as if she was being watched for some reason.

"Hello, Alex."

The infected digimon turned around, finding a boy standing before her. He wasn't that impressive, only dressed in a white t-shirt with brown jeans and a pair of cheap yet comfortable loafers. His short brown hair was smoothed down, comlimenting his green eyes. Beside him, was a small turtle, about the size of a throw rug. It had a green shell and a purple neck with matching flippers. Strangely, it's two reptilian eyes were focused on Alex. On the boy's other side, stood a young woman, possibly an older teenager. She was dressed in some sort of angelic white gown with a single white glove on her right arm and the other arm remaining gloveless. This allowed her to show off her amazing manicuring skills by displaying her long nails covered in sparkly red nail polish. More of, it was the hand that was currently holding her oak bow. A pair of clouded pink orbs stared towards the kitsune.

"You..." Alex remarked, snarling at the boy. "You're one of those advance scouts for the angels!"

The boy only sighed.

"It's always them, isn't it?" The boy answered and snickered. "But, that isn't how you treat your friend, Nora Karnoc, is it?"

Notes:

This is the first of two fics that will go along with DAO.

Next Time: It's Renamon fighting time!