Digital World in Jeopardy
Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once, I don't own Animorphs or Digimon Tamers. And you should be glad I don't, otherwise Impmon would have been the main character and Visser Three would win.
Chapter 1: The Ellimist and the First Digi-Destined
Time slowly ticked away, steadily as always, however the steady pulse of time stopped as three beings met with each other. They were made up of pure energy, and physically destroying any of them was impossible. The reason they had stopped the very flow of time was to communicate with each other, as every passing moment for them was precious.
The most powerful one was in the form of a large machine sitting on what looked like a throne. It had no limbs, hands or other normal body parts. And for a head, the only thing that he had was a large, red eyeball. With it, the thing observed the other two beings with growing intensity. The thing's name was Crayak. It was the one who brought death and tyranny to our galaxy. It hoped that by bringing war across the galaxy, all the living things will eventually wipe out each other. Then, it planned to create a new galaxy.
The second most powerful one was in the form of a Ketran. The Ketrans lived on a planet with low gravity and a thick atmosphere. They were all killed except one, him. He was a humanoid-like figure with wings that sprouted from his shoulders. His legs soon ended with long talons. Grey hair grew over his head. In a way, he closely resembled what humans called angels. His name was the Ellimist. He wanted Crayak dead, and that genocide like the one that took his race would never happen again. For millennia, he had helped many races in the galaxy, until Crayak came and destroyed peace. Sadness seamed to engulf him at all times, and he looked frail and sick.
The third being could not compare in power with the other two at all. He looked like a 7-foot tall dinosaur. He was the Drode. He had betrayed his race to Crayak for power and he was Crayak's mouthpiece, since the inner part of Crayak was insane, and most of the time he was the one to confront the Ellimist due to the fact Crayak always spoke in screams.
The Ellimist and Crayak had been fighting a war for millions of years. However, they refrained from opposing each other directly, as they feared that the fabric of space and time would collapse in on itself and destroy them and everything they had worked for so long. So, they manipulated beings lower then themselves, and this war would take millions of years to end.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Why don't you tell us what you want, Ellimist." the Drode said to the Ellimist. Crayak was only watching, as always.
"Well then, before I make my move I just want to show you something Drode." and when the Ellimist said this the dark matter surrounding them swirled, and when it finally stabilized, Crayak screamed,
"STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW ELLIMIST" Crayak, an android that was old by his creator's standards slowly dug into the ground for more minerals that his creators wanted desperately.
"WHAT DO YOU INTEND TO DO?" Crayak screamed. Soon, they came. His race slowly died out, another race had evolved to rival his creators. They slaughtered all of them, and his creators were extinct.
"I WILL DESTROY YOU!" Crayak screamed again. However, now he was powerful, he slowly started to bring back his creators to life. The vision ended and soon dark matter engulfed them again.
"See? You only wanted that your creators live again. You were banished from your galaxy by a force greater than you not because you created destruction there, but because you were trying to tamper with one of the deepest laws of nature." The Ellimist explained.
"SHUT UP FOOL AND TELL US WHAT YOU WANT!" Crayak screamed as always.
"And you, Drode. Don't you remember your two Rheese?"and when the Ellimist said this, the dark matter surrounding the three spun and reformed again.
The Drode and his two Rheese wandered the planet Flisk, searching for food for their city. Dark clouds surrounded the planet and not even a ray of sunlight fell on the trio. They stopped hastily as they had reached a place where poisonous plants and they picked them up. They could not eat them, but they would serve as weapons.
"That does not matter now. Now, I am Crayak's humble servant." The Drode said calmly as dark matter surrounding the trio returned again.
"Fine then." the Ellimist said. He had long ago accepted the fact that the Drode and Crayak would never help people, yet he still wanted to give them a chance. If his plan worked, Crayak and the Drode would soon be defeated.
"Why are we wasting time on this, loser? Why don't you speak your intent so we can continue on with our lives?"
"Do you remember Digimon?"
"What are you talking about?" The Ellimist explained that Digimon were life forms made out of data. Since humans created more data than species that were centuries ahead of them, they were the perfect choice to make Digimon. Digimon live in a world that they had made for them out of data. They were like jungle animals, they fought each other and when the other had been defeated they would load the other one into themselves and increase their file size. There were no male and female, as Digimon were created by data and are formed into eggs. When the eggs hatch, they are ready to load other Digimon and Digivolve. It is a process in which they became stronger and changed form. When a Digimon is defeated, or has serious injuries its data again reforms as an egg. So, Digimon don't die unless there data is destroyed such as being loaded into another Digimon.
"... So we planted the idea into some college students and they made Digimon. In order to bring them to life, they needed technology that they didn't have. So, then we stepped in. And the only reason I'm telling you this is because I'm about to make my move as in our deal." the Ellimist then started to go near the planet earth. Soon, he was gliding down a street at night in the New Moon. Even if it was broad daylight, no one would see him. It reminded him of that day and he closed his eyes.
He was gliding down a street in broad daylight, invisible to the many eyes watching him. He needed the help of humans. Digimon were getting out of control. Soon, they would be able to finally emerge in the human world, and the evil in the Digital world would wreck havoc and destroy humans. Then, they would be able to spread across the whole galaxy and cause mass destruction. He needed to stop that from ever happening.
He reached his destination. It was a large school, at least by human standards. He then assumed human form. Out of nowhere, it seemed that a 10 year old male human child had appeared out of nothingness. He had neat black hair. He closed his brown eyes as if he was in deep thought. He had brown skin. He then opened his eyes and then walked inside the school with a long, confident stride. The sun had risen a few hours ago and this human school was about to start. In the building, he walked through the walls, a living phantom. At last he stopped at a room. He slowly walked inside.
The teacher introduced him as a new student, but he was mostly concentrating on four human children that had been chosen by him to start the adventure of their lives.
One of them was male with dark hair. His black eyes combined with his appearance told that he was much of a slacker. The second male had brown hair and unlike the first boy his blue eyes seemed to be concentrating completely on his book. The girl had blonde hair and seemed to be half asleep all the time while the teacher was talking, so it was hard to notice her purple eyes, a rarity among most humans. The second girl had black hair and brown eyes and seemed to be writing something in her notebook that obviously didn't have anything to do with what the teacher was teaching.
The Ellimist ripped himself from these memories and continued onwards to his destination. He had taken those children into the Digital World; they had become the first Digi-Destined. Again, he was going to ask help from the humans. Still, a voice in his head reminded him of the fate that had be felled the human children.
The five Digi-Destined, all mortally wounded had defeated the evil in the Digital World, yet at a great price. However, the Ellimist would not die. He could never die. The pulse of time again stopped as he spoke to the children and told them his story.
"I have used you as nothing more than playing pieces. Yet, I hope you understand why I did this." he said and the pulse of time again started and the humans became data in the wind. He could assimilate them, make them one with him, and made sure that they would be remembered forever. Yet, he restrained himself from doing so.
"Lost your playing pieces, didn't you Ellimist?" the Drode taunted. "Still, the evil in the Digital World will rise again and we will have yet another chance for destruction and damage!"
He had reached his destination. The last time he had asked help from humans, they all ended up dead. Yet he knew that it was necessary. He was again asking for help from humans, yet he was frightened of what would happen to them. Once again, he went through the walls, yet again a living phantom. A human child was sleeping. The Ellimist hovered over the child, and the human child woke up with a vision.