Digimon Revolution: Chapter 1
It's a Whole New World
Scott really didn't know why his parents thought it was important for him to go to this stupid retreat anyway. He wasn't interested in attending it to begin with but his folks were insistent. Of course when he protested, they practically forced him to change his mind, which only contributed to the bad mood he found himself in. The retreat wasn't even that interesting anyway; it was just a trip up to some lodge upstate and whoever had signed up would be staying up there for the duration of their winter break. It was something the students themselves had worked hard to make happen with the teachers supporting it, though Scott didn't take part in the fundraising. He just wasn't a "people person" so the idea of spending the week with people he really didn't know really wasn't appealing to him. His parents, though, were concerned with his lack of friends so they had been insistent on him going on the retreat anyway.
Thus now here he was, sitting in one of the rooms of the lodge, brooding on the bed about his misfortune. He would admit it was a good day outside; the sun was shining in the crystal clear skies, the light reflecting off of the fresh white snow on the ground. Even from his room, he could hear the muffled voices of people outside enjoying the winter weather. Skiing, sledding, skating, whatever winter sport that could be imagined. And of course snowball fights. But he really didn't care much about any of that. He would have preferred being home rather than here. Turning back now wasn't an option however, so he decided he should at least try and find something to do before he died of boredom. The brunette haired teen sat up and leaned over the side of the bed, reaching down for the bag that held his laptop.
"Might as well play some computer games while I'm alone…" he thought. Setting up the device on the small round table besides the window, he opened the screen. His navy blue eyes caught sight of his own dulled reflection in the blackness of the monitor for a moment before it sprung to life, bright blues lighting up the screen. The fourteen-year-old didn't need to wait long for his laptop to completely start up and soon he was scrolling through the start menu looking for a game to play. Just as he was about to click his selection, however, a window suddenly opened on his screen, making him jump a bit in surprise.
"What the heck? I didn't open anything yet, did I?" Scott wondered aloud, frowning in puzzlement. A message appeared in the new window, along with two buttons for choices, and he quickly read over it. "Do you want to start a new game? What kind of strange question is that?" The rational part of his mind told him to X out of the window and pretend nothing ever happened, but the curious part of him wanted to know more about this. What "new game" was it talking about? After a moment of mental deliberation and against his better judgment, Scott clicked on the "Yes" reply. As soon as he did, the window changed as did the message written in it.
"Scott Maverick, your journey begins now." a voice suddenly spoke from his computer, causing his eyes to widen in shock. He immediately stood up, nearly knocking his chair over in the process, as he stared at the machine in front of him. How the hell did this thing know his name like that?!
"Wait, what are you talking about?!" he demanded. He never received a vocal answer to his inquiry. Instead, the monitor began to glow brightly and Scott swore he heard the sound of something opening, almost like a digitized door. Without warning, he felt a strange pulling sensation on his body, as if something was beckoning to him. To his horror, he realized that something from his laptop was pulling him towards it, but before he could scream, he suddenly vanished inside the machine. The room was left eerily silent with the laptop sitting on the table, innocent as could be.
(Current Day: Digital World: Tropical Forest)
Scott felt completely disoriented, like he had just gotten off of a high-velocity carnival ride and his head was still spinning. He faintly realized that he was lying on a patch of ground somewhere and remained where he was, feeling too dizzy to try and stand. "Ugh, did anyone get the license plate of that truck…?" he muttered. As his vision finally began to settle, he saw that he wasn't sitting in his room at the lodge anymore, but he was suddenly in the middle of a vast, lush forest. Tall grass grew all around him as trees grew to great heights, a canopy of leaves offering some shade from the rays of the bright sun. It was unusually warm for wintertime and there wasn't a speck of snow to be seen. Something told him that he definitely wasn't in Illinois anymore.
Finally mustering the will to stand, Scott surveyed his surroundings with a slightly nervous expression. "Alright…I'm stuck in the middle of some weird tropical forest with no idea how I got here or how to get back home…but I'm sure if I just start walking somewhere I'll find some people who can give me a hand…" he surmised to himself. Though there was a strong chance that he could just end up even more lost than he already was…He shook his head to clear his mind of such thoughts. They wouldn't help him here. He just had to focus on getting out of here somehow…
"Hello?! Is anybody out here?!" he called out as he began to walk, looking around for any signs of life. "Anybody, please! I don't know where I am!" There was an unsettling silence in the forest that he couldn't help but begin to notice as he was met with no reply. There were no birds chirping and no bugs buzzing about…There were no sounds of animals foraging for food or, well, anything. It was far too quiet for any natural settling and it was slowly beginning to really freak Scott out.
"Okay, I'd really love some help right about now!" he stated a bit louder than his previous calls, panic beginning to set in. He had no idea where he was, it was way too quiet, he had no means of protection just in case, heaven forbid, that he was attacked by some wild creature and he certainly didn't know anything about hunting for food. There were so many questions and concerns flying around his mind that it was threatening to completely overwhelm him. Feeling a stress headache coming on, he tentatively began to massage his temples, letting out an agitated groan. "What the hell should I do?!" he remarked aloud, annoyed with the situation he had inexplicably found himself in. He never thought that he'd desire some form of company more than he did now…
"Scott!" a young-sounded voice echoed from the forest, making the mentioned teen freeze in place. A knot tightened in his chest as fear took hold, but Scott forced himself to remain straight-faced as best he could. He didn't recognize the voice at all, but how did someone here know his name? It was just like the crazy message from the laptop before this all happened….Did that have something to do with it? "Scott!" the voice called again, sounding closer than it had before. There was a tone of excitement to it that made Scott wonder just who would be so thrilled to see him of all people.
"W-Who's there?!" he called back, taking a step back. He was mentally prepared to run for his life if he had to, but whoever was approaching at least sounded friendly. However, when his mysterious guest burst out of the bushes in an excited frenzy, Scott couldn't stop the scream of terror that escaped his throat. This was justified by the fact that the thing that jumped out at him was by no means human. It wasn't too tall, coming up to about Scott's hips, but it wasn't like anything the teen had seen before. Covered in dark orange fur, it looked like a bipedal lion with a large tuff of golden fur on its chest. It wore some kind of tiara-looking ornament on its forehead that was aglow with a small flame, similar to the one that burned at the end of its tail. It also wore bracelets that resembled the crown on its head, apparently having some meaning for the creature, but heck if Scott knew what it was. The creature's face was innocent looking enough at least, with dark blue eyes alit with excitement and a cute feline nose.
"Scott! It's so nice to finally meet you!" the creature cheered happily, nuzzling up against Scott's leg much to the petrified teen's silent horror. "I've been waiting so long!" The brunette tensed, his face pale. His first instinct was to run as fast as he could possibly muster and never ever look back for fear this thing would somehow kill him. But his curiosity – which would one day damn him, he knew – couldn't help but wonder just what this creature was and what it was talking about. Finally managing to find his voice, he squeaked out a statement.
"W-Who…are you?" he asked cautiously, regarding the small lion creature with a cautious gaze. The orange beast released Scott's leg and proudly grinned up at him.
"I'm Coronamon!" he introduced himself. "I'm a Rookie level Digimon of the fire element and I've been waiting for, like, -ever- to meet you! You don't even know!" The excitement in the little monster's voice was clear and it actually helped to calm Scott down a bit, actually getting a small smile out of him. The little guy was awfully cute in his own way, though some things he said definitely caught Scott's attention.
"Erm…well you seem to know what the heck you're talking about, so…what's a Digimon, exactly? What do you mean you've been waiting for me? And where the heck are we anyway?" he asked, letting the questions fly out of his mouth without much of a thought. Coronamon tilted his head curiously at the teen, almost as if he didn't believe Scott was asking those questions, but he didn't say anything about it.
"I'm a Digimon! It's short for Digital Monster, but everyone just calls us Digimon, it's easier that way! We're in the middle of the Data Jungle, which is on the continent of Folder! And I've been waiting for you cause we're supposed to be partners!" the orange lion explained cheerfully, giving a happy smile after his explanation was finished. Scott couldn't help but have even more questions now that his first ones were answered, feeling confusion and a tiny bit of dread crawling up into his stomach.
"Partners, huh?" he questioned with a small frown. "What for? And this continent is called Folder? Just what is this place?" None of this was making any sense…If there was some mysterious new continent on Earth he was pretty sure people would know more about it, especially if it was inhabited by talking animal monsters like this one.
"We're in the Digital World, silly! Where did you think we were?" Coronamon replied. Scott felt himself paling a bit once again. Just when he had regained most of his composure, they had to go and drop another bombshell on him…
"Wait, Digital World?! Does that mean I'm not even on Earth anymore?!" At the worry and fear in his partner's voice, Coronamon's enthusiasm began to temper off as well, a small frown of disappointment coming onto his face.
"No, I'm pretty sure this isn't Earth…I'm sorry…" he said sadly. "I was only really told my whole life that a human boy named Scott was going to be my partner and that I had to find you. You answered the call at long last so I came all the way here to find you!" The young Digimon perked up rather quickly, only more nuzzling against his partner. Scott didn't flinch away this time, but he didn't return the affection, his mind racing with too many thoughts surrounding these shocking revelations. He wasn't even on Earth anymore…Instead he was stranded on some weird alternative dimension with talking monsters who wanted to be partners for some random reason…Before he even really realized it, Scott had sat down, with Coronamon quickly sitting down next to him and nuzzling into his arm.
"I have to find a way back home…" he muttered. Coronamon looked up at this statement, his eyes wide with surprise and fear.
"Wait, you have to go already?! B-But we just met!" he protested. "You can't go yet! Please, don't go!" he pleaded. Scott was surprised by just how attached and clingy the little lion was to him already. They had only known each other for five minutes and yet Coronamon already felt so strongly connected to him? A part of Scott couldn't help but be touched. The teen hesitated for a moment before he tentatively reached out and gently petted the top of Coronamon's head, much like how he'd pet a cat. The young Digimon's eyes lit up in bliss at the affection and Scott gave a small smile.
"Look…I do have to find a way home eventually…but I really have no idea how this world works or how to really take care of myself in the wild…and you seem intent on being my partner more than anything. So how about we stick together for now and see what happens?" he suggested. Usually he didn't care much for the company of other people, being more independent and down-to-earth, but he had no experience in the wilderness. Having Coronamon around would help out immensely…and besides, it was really hard to say no to that face. It'd feel like kicking a kitten if he crushed the poor little mon's expectations. His proposal seemed to greatly please the fire Digimon, as he immediately let out a happy cheer and jumped on top of Scott in a hug, causing the teen to yelp in surprise from being knocked over.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! You won't regret it!" he cried happily. Scott couldn't help but chuckle a bit, though he carefully picked Coronamon off of himself and placed the Digimon off on the side so he could sit up. He'd have to teach his partner that he really didn't like all of this cuddly touchy-feely stuff…though that thought did remind him of another question to ask.
"We'll see about that, but why are you so convinced that I'm the person you're looking for? I mean I'm not the only kid named Scott in the world…" he stated. He may be the only kid in the Digital World, but on Earth, there were thousands of other Scotts. What made him so special?
"Cause you have a Digivice, that's why!" the blue-eyed lion answered as if it were the simplest thing in the world. He gestured to Scott's waist, pointing to a small device clipped to his belt. With a befuddled expression, the boy unclipped the device and examined it in his hand. It was about the size of an iPhone, rectangular in shape as well. On the front side was a wide screen that was mostly blank, save for a clock in the top left corner and several icons that no doubt lead to other functions. Flipping the device over in his palm, Scott saw the back was mostly dark orange, with a yellow stripe going along one side. The color scheme matched Coronamon to a T…Was that just a coincidence?
"Wow…I can't believe I didn't notice this thing before…" he commented. Then another thought occurred to him; he didn't remember putting on a belt this morning either. In his earlier state of panic and confusion, not to mention meeting Coronamon, he hadn't taken notice of some changes to his person that now stuck out like a sore thumb. Gone were the thicker clothes he had been wearing at the lodge to keep warm. Now he was wearing an outfit much more appropriate for adventuring; a pair of red and white sneakers replaced the slippers he had been wearing before and instead of the sweatpants he had in the lodge, he was now wearing a pair of dark grey cargo shorts, complete with several pockets and a dark brown belt wrapped around his waist. On top of that, a red and yellow flame-patterned button-up shirt replaced the sweater he wore earlier, with a white t-shirt underneath it. Perhaps the strangest part of the wardrobe, though, was the pair of red-rimmed goggles that hung around Scott's neck. He examined them for a moment, bewilderment clear on his face. "Guess I didn't notice a lot of things before…" he amended to his previous comment. This was definitely a strange world…
"C'mon, I can get us out of the jungle!" Coronamon stated, snapping Scott out of his reverie. The teen smiled at that and nodded, standing up from his position on the ground. Quickly wiping off any dirt on his person, he looked to his partner expectantly.
"Alright then, I'll let you lead the way." he stated. The lion puffed his chest out proudly as he took point, beckoning for his partner to follow after him. Scott couldn't help but chuckle lightly to himself at the orange creature's behavior. He really was just too cute, to the point where he felt he might get diabetes from standing around him for too long. He supposed it could be worse, though…he could still be stuck in this strange jungle by himself. But now he had quite the mystery on his hands…What was he doing here in the Digital World? How was he going to get home? And who decided that he and Coronamon were meant to be partners? Perhaps if he found that person, he'd be able to get home…
(An hour later: Edge of Data Jungle)
Scott's feet were beginning to ache as he and Coronamon continued to trudge their way through the thick flora of the jungle. Part of him wished that his wardrobe upgrade had come with a machete so cutting their way through these plants would be easier. His partner's claws, though, were working just as fine, and it seemed the little guy was enjoying all the exercise. It still bewildered him how there could be so much energy stored up inside such a small body. Maybe Digimon just naturally had a higher endurance than a human did. It wouldn't surprise him if that was the case. There didn't appear to be too many settlements in this world, so more than likely, everyone had to fend for themselves. Though he had only been here a short time so he couldn't make any accurate predictions about the place as a whole yet. All he knew is that there were no humans and all the residents were Digimon.
"We're almost at the end!" Coronamon spoke up, snapping Scott out of his thoughts. This news brought out a sigh of relief from the weary teen.
"Oh thank God…" he remarked softly. Walking through the thick wilderness of the jungle was a reminder about why Scott had never enjoyed long outdoor excursions. Physically, they were quite exhausting and add to the mental tiredness he had begun to feel as well, he would be perfectly fine with finding a nice place to nap to regain some energy. A few minutes passed before Coronamon cut through the last of the plants blocking their way, revealing a dirt path lined straight through the jungle. Gazing down the path to the left, one could see clear blue skies and open grassland, much like a prairie, in the distance.
"We just need to follow this path now. Then we'll leave the Data Jungle area and head right into the Armadi Grasslands! There's a little village there that might be able to help us out!" the young Digimon explained.
"So Digimon have settlements like humans do, too…" Scott mused at this new information. His earlier assessment, it seemed, was mistaken. "Though why is it called the Armadi Grasslands?" he asked, looking to Coronamon for an explanation.
"Cause most of the Digimon who live there are related to the Armadillomon!" the fire lion replied. "The Armadillomon tribe has lived there since, like, forever! It's always been where they made their home." The human boy had no idea what an Armadillomon was or if they'd be friendly, but he supposed that he'd get to see a few before the day was over. "Even though this world is insane, it's also really interesting…I can't help but want to know more about it." Scott admitted in his mind. When he got home no one was ever going to believe any of this…
Suddenly, Coronamon tensed, looking behind them with a small scowl on his feline face. Scott immediately caught onto his partner's change in demeanor and couldn't help but be concerned. It was such a drastic shift of attitude…Before he could voice any of his concerns however Coronamon quickly tackled Scott, causing the boy to let out a startled cry of shock. A large trunk-like branch slammed into the ground where Scott had been standing only mere seconds ago, announcing the arrival of a less-than-friendly visitor. Coronamon stood protectively in front of Scott, growling at the new creature, while the teenager attempted to figure out what the heck was going on.
"What is that thing?!" he questioned in a panic, not having expected being randomly attacked. A beeping sound from his Digivice caught his attention, which he unclipped from his belt to examine. The screen was lighting up, one of the icons blinking as if trying to notify its owner of some new information. Taking a chance, Scott tapped the icon with his finger, which brought up a new screen showing a picture of the creature in front of him, along with detailed information about it. He blinked in surprise.
The creature bore resemblance to a dead tree, with its entire body made of light brown bark. Two long, think appendages resembling tree trunks were most prominent, with a smaller pair of arms underneath them bearing sharp claws. It had two pairs of legs which vaguely reminded Scott of a spider and the creature's blue eyes were narrowed in an angry scowl. "Woodmon, a Champion level Digimon of the wood element…go figure. It's a Virus attribute? Don't know what that means but it doesn't seem like good news. These foul-tempered Digimon pretend to be trees to drain the energy from unwary passer-bys and their primary attack is Branch Drill." Scott frowned at the new knowledge, glancing back up at the Woodmon that had tried to crush him into the ground. "Okay, so it's a tree with an attitude problem…" This world was getting weirder by the second.
"How dare you cut down all those plants!" the Woodmon cried in rage. "Do you not have any reverence for the forest?! Those who harm the jungle are to be punished!" Scott couldn't help but sweat-drop at that, feeling embarrassed for the creature. It made sense considering that Woodmon was a sentient plant thing but it was making such a big deal out of nothing…
"Erm, those vines will just grow back…we didn't do anything permanent to the jungle and I don't think too many people are going to care…Don't you think you're overreacting a little?" Scott tried to reason with the irate creature. This proved to be a bad move as his argument only seemed to incense Woodmon even further.
"You disrespectful little ingrate! Face your punishment! Branch Drill!" With that, Woodmon lunged one of his long arms towards the duo, aiming to crush them. The little fire lion was quick to shove his partner out of the way, then jumped away at the last second, letting the attack sail past him harmlessly.
"C'mon Coronamon, let's get out of here!" Scott called to his partner. The young Digimon looked ready to protest, but only nodded before he followed his partner down the path. Woodmon wasn't about ready to let them leave so easily, however, and quickly gave chase. "Aw crap, he's following us!" the teen cursed. "He's really persistent!"
"I can totally take him, Scott! He'll be firewood before you know it!" Coronamon boasted, obviously eager to prove his strength to his partner. Something the little lion had said earlier came back to his partner's mind. "I'm Coronamon! I'm a Rookie level Digimon of the fire element!" If his partner was a fire Digimon, then maybe they really could beat Woodmon despite the tree monster's obvious strength. Wood was quite combustible after all and fire would probably deal with a Digimon like Woodmon easily.
Stopping and turning around, Scott nodded to his partner. "Alright, let's see what you can do! But try not to burn down the jungle! We don't want to get in even more trouble!" he ordered. The young lion eagerly pumped his fist in excitement, thrilled to get a chance to prove his worth. This was what he had been waiting for his whole life! Fighting side by side with his partner was just a dream come true for him and he wasn't about to let Scott down!
"Leave it to me!" he stated proudly. Their exchange gave Woodmon enough time to catch up to the duo, scowling at them as he came towards them.
"So you decided to just take your punishment after all, eh? Fine with me! Branch Drill!" the tree monster called again, punching forward with his trunk-like arm. Coronamon nimbly jumped over the attack, letting the branch slam into the ground below. The little lion gave a grin as his fists ignited with bright orange flames.
"Corona Knuckle!" he called. As he descended from his jump, he pounded his flaming fist into Woodmon's branch arm, causing the monster to roar in pain as part of his arm caught fire. The presence of the flames caused Woodmon to panic, frantically waving his arm around to try and put out the fire. He resorted to slamming his arm against the ground several times, using the dirt to put it out. Once the flames were extinguished, leaving quite a nasty looking burn mark on his body, Woodmon was beyond furious.
"Damn it, you're a fire Digimon!" he seethed, causing Coronamon to simply give a confident grin. "But even if you have the elemental advantage, you're still just a Rookie." This comment made Coronamon comically falter, though Woodmon gave a sinister grin of his own. "And a Rookie would be beyond outmatched against a group of Champions! C'mon out boys!"
"Say what?!" the young lion was taken off guard when suddenly several more Woodmon appeared from the jungle surrounding them. He grit his teeth when he realized that it wasn't just one Woodmon, but a whole group of them. The others had simply been hiding waiting for the perfect chance to strike them down and steal their energy. Scott came to recognize this quickly himself, evident from the deep scowl on his face. The teenager quickly did a headcount, trying to see how many enemies they were dealing with now.
"Five of them now…" he muttered once he was done. One Woodmon they could have handled, but five of them? Coronamon wasn't that strong yet, was he? He didn't feel like it was something they should gamble with. "Coronamon! We should get out of here!" he called to his partner. Before they could effectively make their retreat, though, several branches flew towards Coronamon, the Woodmon wasting no time in attacking. The nimble creature managed to dodge two of them, but the third smacked into him, knocking him into the air before a fourth viciously bashed him into the ground. Shouts of pain accompanied each hit, making Scott wince as he was forced to watch. "Coronamon!" he shouted, worried for his little buddy. The orange furred Digimon managed to pick himself up despite the aches in his body, focusing on his opponents as they went to crowd around him. The five Woodmon quickly launched their Branch Drills at the Rookie, aiming to take him out quickly without much resistance. However, the little lion simply grinned.
"Petit Prominence!" he called. Flames erupted all around his body, forming a protective field that forced the branches to catch fire as they drew too close to the barrier. Surprised by the technique, the Woodmon were taken off guard as they once again attempted to put out the flames. Their opponent, however, wasn't ready to just let them this time. Propelled by the power of the flames surrounding him, Coronamon sprinted forward and rammed into one of the Woodmon with a flaming tackle. The plant Digimon's entire body caught fire as it was knocked to the ground, letting out screams of panic as it hopelessly flailed about. Its body blackened to a crisp before it suddenly exploded in a flurry of infinitesimal bits that were scattered to the wind.
The four remaining Woodmon stared at the spot their comrade had occupied moments ago in shock and horror. They had expected a lot of things but losing one of their own wasn't one of them. Scott watched in amazement as his partner focused the fiery aura around himself to a single point, forming a decent-sized fireball in front of his forehead. "Corona Flame!" he called out, directing the attack forward. It collided with one of the dumbstruck Woodmon, causing him to quickly follow the path of his fallen comrade. Letting out a cheer upon seeing another enemy be defeated, Scott felt his confidence about victory go up quite a bit. If Coronamon could keep that up, then they really could win this!
However, thoughts of impending victory quickly vanished from his mind when he noticed that his partner was now panting from the effort of his last attack, slightly slouched over from exertion. Unfortunately, their enemy noticed this as well and decided to punish it with extreme prejudice. Scott couldn't even issue a warning to his partner before two Branch Drills slammed into the young Digimon, knocking him a bit further down the path and into the side of a tree. Coronamon groaned in pain as his body slumped to the base of the tree, struggling to remain conscious. Scott was immediately by his partner's side, trying to keep him awake.
"Coronamon, are you alright?! C'mon, speak to me!" he demanded, concern clear in his voice. The reply he got was a groan of discomfort, but at least it was something. "Alright, we need to get out of here…You did great, but we don't stand a chance right now." Coronamon had an advantage being a fire Digimon, but the Woodmon were just stronger and had numbers on their side. The young lion couldn't beat them all no matter how much he wanted to. As the Rookie managed to get himself into an upright position, Scott was suddenly shoved up against the tree, pinned by the leader Woodmon's branches. He let out a shriek of panic as he began to struggle against the wood, but he simply wasn't strong enough to break free. The Woodmon laughed at the boy's fruitless resistance.
"N-No, Scott…" Coronamon groaned weakly, trying to force his body to move. His head still hurt and his entire body was sore, but he had to protect his partner at all costs, no matter what!
"You two were much more troublesome than I thought you'd be, but it ends here!" Woodmon boasted, preparing his other branch arm. "This is to avenge my comrades! Branch Dril-"
"Diamond Storm!" a feminine voice cut off the virus Digimon. From seemingly nowhere, a rain of glowing diamond-shaped shards flew forward and got embedded in the arm holding Scott against the tree. Woodmon roared in pain, withdrawing his limb and releasing the poor boy in the process, who took the chance to breathe. Coronamon also managed to stand up and he took a deep breath before he bolted forward, his fists once more gaining flames around them.
"Corona Knuckle!" he called, swinging his punch towards the leader Woodmon. This time, however, one of the other Woodmon intervened, sending a Branch Drill towards Coronamon instead. The little lion ducked under the branch and slammed his fist into it just as another rain of sharp shards flew down, ultimately resulting in the branch cracking in half and breaking off. The Woodmon cried out in agony as the severed half of its branch broke apart into data bits, though it didn't get long to mourn before the mysterious helper made her appearance, slamming a powerful kick to the virus's forehead. A small crack appeared from the impact, making the Woodmon wince as its attack landed gracefully on her feet, finally allowing Scott to get a good look at her. Remembering the scanning function from his Digivice, he was quick to pull it out and used it to get a better picture of this beautifully deadly warrior.
She was a tall Digimon with a feminine, humanoid figure. Most of her body was covered in yellow and white fur, save for the two purple gloves she wore that covered most of her forearms. The yin-yang symbol was present, both on her gloves and on her kneecaps strangely enough, but her most striking feature was perhaps the pair of narrow icy blue eyes that seemed to be able to stare directly into one's soul. She had a long, fox-like tail and pointed ears, all tipped with white fur like the tuff on her chest. Even her shoulders had tuffs of yellow fur jetting outwards. Finally reading her description, Scott learned this creature's name. "Renamon, a Rookie-level Digimon of the light element. She's a cunning, intelligent ninja-like data Digimon who bewilders her enemies with speed and deception. Her special attacks are Diamond Storm, Power Paw and Kohenkyo…whatever that last one means."
"It basically means that Renamon had a bag of tricks up her sleeves." Another voice interrupted his train of thoughts, causing Scott to look up. To his surprise, the person standing next to him was actually a human being, a girl who looked about his age. Her long black hair was allowed to flow freely and her dark brown eyes were regarding Scott with a mixture of curiosity and slight humor. Her outfit was a simple, modest one; a pair of light blue sneakers with a light blue blouse and a pair of black sweatpants. On top of her head, however, she wore a white headband that arched around her cranium. She offered a hand to him, giving him a smile. "My name's Megan Dunamis. That Renamon is my partner. It's nice to meet you." she stated. Dumbfounded for half a moment, Scott took her hand and shook it, obviously her intention from the beginning.
"Scott Maverick. My partner's Coronamon." he replied simply. "Thanks for the help…We really were in a bind. Though how did you know we needed help, anyway?" he couldn't help but asked. Maybe he shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth but all the same…His question brought a giggle from Megan, who seemed more amused than anything.
"We were honestly just passing through when we caught wind of this little scuffle. But we can talk more about that after we send the rest of those Woodmon to the recycling bin." she remarked, turning her attention back to the battle at hand. Scott did as well, just in time to watch as Renamon and the Woodmon whose arm had been amputated duel it out.
"Branch Drill!" the Woodmon called, sending his remaining arm towards the fox in an attempt to impale her. She skillfully jumped over it, however, and landed gracefully on top of the limb itself, running up along it to close the distance between herself and her stunned opponent. Renamon allowed a small smirk as she leaped into the air. With a swing of her arms, she summoned another wave of sharp light blades before she sent them flying forward.
"Diamond Storm!" she called. With no way to defend against the attack, the diamonds pierced through the Woodmon's body, making it moan loudly in pain before it burst into bits like the other defeated Digimon. The ninja fox simply landed on her feet and turned her attention to the next target, watching for a moment as Coronamon ducked under another branch sent his way. The little lion jumped up and quickly punched a burning fist into the cracked forehead of the fourth Woodmon, creating a large hole. The flames quickly spread over the Woodmon from the inside out and it wasn't long before the leader was the only one remaining. The leader looked positively horrified at this turn of events, though his glare at the two Rookies showed his unwillingness to stand down despite the odds.
"Y-You…you all are going to pay dearly for this!" he announced in an attempt to intimidate them. The four were clearly unimpressed with his boasting, though.
"You talk too much." Renamon stated simply. With that, she summoned up another rain of diamond shards as Coronamon surrounded himself with a fiery aura like he had previously. Woodmon panicked when he saw both attacks being started at once and he quickly tried to drill into both of them with his branches, but he acted just a moment too late.
"Petit Prominence!"
"Diamond Storm!"
Coronamon jetted forward alongside the diamond shards, combining the two attacks into one. As the shards pelted Woodmon's body, the fire lion slammed into him with a powerful fiery tackle. The attack pressure was so strong, Coronamon ended up breaking straight though Woodmon's armor-like bark, emerging out the other side. There was a gargled sound of pain before the destroyed body disintegrated into data bits, leaving the battle finished. Scott let out a sigh of relief as Megan smiled proudly.
"That was amazing, you two. Excellent teamwork!" Megan praised the two Rookies, making Coronamon grin bashfully while Renamon accepted it with a simple nod of her head. Scott couldn't help but smile a bit himself.
"Yeah, you two really pack a punch…especially you, Coronamon! Those moves were incredible! I didn't know you were that strong!" he remarked, feeling pride well up in his chest for his partner. The young lion's expression brightened up quite a great deal before he cheered happily and jumped into Scott's arms for a hug.
"I'm so happy!" he remarked, nuzzling into Scott's chest affectionately. Finally, his lifelong dream was coming true…He was finally with his partner and they fought together…and they won! It was with a little help, but they won! Happy tears picked at his eyes, but he hid them by hiding his face in Scott's shirt. "It's really a dream come true…" Scott was surprised by his Digimon's emotional reaction, but his expression softened before he gently ruffled the lion's fur affectionately.
"So those Woodmon…are they, like, dead now?" Scott questioned, looking to the others for some sort of explanation. He felt bad if that was the case, but considering they had tried to kill not only him but his partner as well, the sympathy was limited. It was Renamon who surprised him by answering his inquiry.
"In a way. This incarnation of them is dead, but they will reincarnate into different Digimon after some time has passed. We Digimon are constructed of data and, as such, our bodies will recycle themselves upon death. Most of the time Digimon do not remember anything of their past lives, so each reincarnation is like beginning anew." she explained.
"So Digimon go through cycles of reincarnation, kind of like a phoenix does…" Scott mused.
"Yep, pretty much." Megan agreed with a nod. She turned to face him, giving a gentle smile. "Though now that the Woodmon are handled, we should get a move on. We don't want to run into any other unsavory types out here." The boy frowned a little at her, quirking an eyebrow.
"You're tagging along?" he asked her, his tone neutral.
"Well you're the only other human I've met since I got here and I doubt traveling alone would be safer." she replied simply. "Besides, from the looks of it, you're heading towards the Armadi Grasslands. Renamon and I were heading that way as well, so it only makes sense for us to travel together." Scott couldn't honestly argue with any of those points, so he relented with a small sigh. Though he wouldn't want to admit it out loud, he was extremely grateful that they found another human person in this place.
"Alright, alright…we should go together then." he relented. "Hopefully we'll find a way to get back to Earth." With that, he, Megan and their partners headed off down the path towards the grasslands, eager to leave the jungle behind. They couldn't have known then, but the adventures that they would take part in would serve to shape, not only their own futures, but the futures of both the real and digital worlds….
Hello and welcome to an all-new story featuring an entirely original plot, characters and a whole new Digital World! Part of me is hoping that this story will help stimulate my motivation for writing which, honestly, has begun to damper a bit lately. I have a good feeling about this story, though, and I hope you do as well! There will be a lot of mysteries to solve and a lot of obstacles to overcome, so I sincerely hope you enjoy the ride! Will Scott and company find a way back to Earth? What dangers await them in the Armadi Grasslands? And how did the humans even get into the Digital World to begin with? The answers to all these questions and more will come with the next chapters of Digimon Revolution!