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Brother Where Art Thou?
Five years had passed since the two worlds, the real and the digital, had been saved. The rift between them had been repaired, Yggdrasil defeated, the Royal Knights had stood down and Kurata was dead. Following the end of the crisis and the disbanding of DATS, the various team members had all moved on with their lives.
Yoshi had joined the police, and was now working alongside Miki, Megumi and Commander Sampson. Although they no longer had their partner Digimon, they were still a very good team, working together to enforce law throughout the city.
Thomas had also moved on, becoming a doctor, curing his sister Relena's illness and earning himself the Nobel Prize. He had now set up a practice in the city, near all the others, and still saw them all quite regularly. He also frequently had their former leader, Yoshima, over quite frequently, as the older man had now retired and spent his days fishing.
However, the other two members of the DATS team were not quite so well adjusted. Well, Marcus was, but he was no longer in the real world. Unwilling to be parted with Agumon he had set off for the digital world, to keep the peace there since any powerful leader of the Digimon, like Merukimon and SaberLeomon had been killed by Kurata's evil. It had been five years since his family or his friends had seen them, and though they all tried to deny or hide it, they were still quite worried about the guy who's pig headed stubbornness had basically saved the world. The other member of the team who was not so well adapted was Keenan. The boy, who had been living wild in the digital world due to an accident that had landed him there, had lost his surrogate mother Frigimon and had developed a strong hatred for humans. However, five years ago he had met the DATS team, and Marcus had shown him that not all humans were evil, inviting him home and becoming a big brother, who looked out for him and taught him while helping him remember his true human family. He had been the first person to truly enjoy Keenan's presence, the one who had looked after him and cared for him, despite their less than friendly first encounter.
And how Keenan wished Marcus was here now.
Although he had largely adjusted to the real world, he still had a few falls on his speaking, but other than that he was mostly fine, and lived with his original birth parents. He had shed his face paint and his braid and now attended Marcus' sister Kristy's school. He had a family. Or so he thought.
Keenan had fled to the glade where Marcus had first stood up for him, yelling at his father who had originally wanted the others to take Keenan away in case it upset his wife. Climbing up a tree, Keenan sat and glowered out at the world, fighting back the clogging tears at the back of his throat, which were threatening to spill down his face.
He didn't know why he was so surprised. After all, humons were all the same. Only Marcus, his family and his friends weren't. But none of them were nearby, and Marcus was long gone, just like Falcomon. And Keenan was alone. He sniffed. He didn't need anyone else, least of all his family. He heard them dimly, shouting, calling his name, but he ignored them. Why should he listen to them?
He sat and kicked at the air angrily. He thought he had a place here. He thought he had a family. For so long, after Frigimon had died, his only family had been Falcomon, and to an extent Merukimon. But then he had met Marcus and the others, Marcus had taken him in, and he'd thought he had a family too. And with his encouragement, he had steadily thawed to the family he had never known, wanting to be part of their family again, trying to forget the loss of Falcomon, Marcus' absence, the deaths of so many Digimon and the fact that he was in some ways responsible for it all. He had been happy, part of a family, with friends, all of whom cared about him.
Or so he had thought, until about an hour ago.
Keenan dropped down from the tree, ignoring the yells of his so called father. They were just as bad as all the other humons. Not as bad as Kurata, certainly, but they were all just as bad as each other. Keenan sniffed, feeling his heart pang. He'd been stupid to let his guard down, to get close to them. He should have known he would only get hurt in the end. He didn't expect it to hurt as badly as this, he hadn't felt like this since Thomas had appeared to have betrayed them all to work with Kurata. Betrayal stank, family didn't matter, and he was alone. That was all he had learnt from the human world. It would be better off without him around.
So, ignoring the desperate cries of his so called mother and father, Keenan, making sure his digivice was around his neck, turned and disappeared into the trees, ignoring the cries of his parents and the ominous darkening of the sky as he did so.
XX
A week later, Sampson and the other's office in the police station had been turned into a command centre from where the search to find Keenan was being directed. After Keenan hadn't come home, his parents had called Sampson, asking him to find their son, and ever since then, virtually the entire DATS team had been assembled to try and find the kid. While Yoshi, Miki, Megumi and Sampson chased down leads and possible sightings, Thomas went around the town with Kristy and Yoshima to try and find the kid, but he was nowhere to be found, and every day they didn't find him, their worry grew. Yeah, he was fifteen, but the city was still a dangerous place for fifteen year old kids, even ones who could take care of themselves like Keenan could. None of them liked the idea of him being out there all alone, especially without a Digimon to protect him in the city, and the clock was ticking for them to find him before something bad happened to him.
However, it was now the eighth day of the search and none of them were any the wiser as to where the hell Keenan could have gotten to.
"We've checked all the places we like to hang out, stores, malls, cinemas, we haven't seen any sign of him." Kristy said sadly, while her mother stood worriedly by her side, just as concerned for Keenan as the others were.
"We've gone through hours of CCTV footage and not seen a sign of him. Kristy, have you got any idea as to any other place he might have gone?" Yoshi asked, but the younger girl shook her head.
"Like I said, we checked everywhere." She said sadly.
"Spencer and I even went up to the mountain where you defeated Yggdrasil to see if he was there, we didn't see anything." Sarah admitted, her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the room.
There were several people conspicuous by their absence. Her son for one, as he was in the digital world. Out of everyone here, he was probably the one who cared about Keenan the most, and yet because of his rash (at least she thought so) decision to go to the digital world with Agumon, he wasn't present. And what was more, she wished he was here. She smiled slightly as she thought of her son. If he knew Keenan had gone missing and he was here, then nothing would stop him until he tracked down the kid he had adopted as a baby brother and brought him home.
However, there was another absence that she found most curious. The Criers themselves weren't actually here. She knew they were going through a tough time, and they had Keenan's sister to look after, but still, the lack of any of the rest of his family she still found quite curious.
Thomas, sitting on the edge of a table and dressed in a loose black tshirt and black jeans, frowned.
"Alright. This is Keenan we're talking about. It stands to reason that if he was hurt by something at home, he would try and find some link to the other place he viewed as home, some form of comfort." He reasoned, and Sampson nodded.
"I thought much the same thing, I even investigated DATS but there hasn't been anyone there in years, I would see footprints in the dust. Wherever he is, he isn't there." He said grimly, sitting at his desk, his eyes hidden by his sunglasses as always.
Yoshi frowned.
"I thought he might have gone to yours Mrs Damon, after all, he's Kristy's best friend." She said, but Sarah shook her head.
"We haven't seen him Yoshi. I thought he might turn up too, which is why I told Spencer to stay at home, but we haven't seen any sign of him." She said worriedly.
"We will find him won't we mom?" Kristy asked worriedly, and her mother gave her a reassuring smile and nodded.
"Of course we will." She said soothingly.
"But we're running out of time to do so." Yoshima said, earning him a glare from Sarah and Thomas.
"What does he mean?" Kristy asked anxiously, and Yoshima looked worriedly at the others then took a reluctant sigh.
"What I mean Kristy is that the longer he's gone the less chance we have of finding him. There's a lot out there that could easily endanger a young fifteen year old boy." He said hesitantly, and Kristy's eyes widened in alarm.
"Mom..." she said anxiously.
"We'll find him before anything happens to him, Kristy, I promise." Thomas assured her gently, running his hands through his hair tiredly.
"So how do we go about finding him?" Miki asked worriedly, and Sampson frowned.
"If Keenan ran away, to me it would seem like there would be three places he would go to. The first is the digital world. After all he was brought up there, it makes sense that he would try and go to his other home if something bad happened here. The second is that he would go to wherever Falcomon is. Falcomon is his partner, and has been with Keenan virtually all his life. If he was having trouble, Keenan would most likely to go to someone he can trust, his oldest friend would be a natural choice. The only other option I can think of is that he would go to Marcus. After all, Marcus is the first one who cared about him in this world, who took him in and looked after him even when his parents didn't want him. He sees Marcus as a big brother, so it would also be feasible that he would go to him if he were upset too." He mused.
"But that still doesn't answer the question of how we would get to any of them. Considering none of us have seen him, and you reckon he hasn't been into DATS, how would he get there or even contact Marcus or Falcomon?" Thomas asked, and Sampson shrugged.
"I don't know. And as I said, I don't think he has found a way to contact Marcus. No, wherever Keenan is, we can't find him by conventional means." He said, and Sarah looked at him in alarm.
"So we just give up?" she demanded, and he shook his head.
"No, but I think it's time we consult an ally on where we might find Keenan. If you'll all follow me." He said mysteriously, and with a knowing wink from Yoshima, the others followed him from the room, the Criers once more conspicuous by their absence.
XX
"What is this place? I didn't even know we had a basement." Yoshi said in astonishment, and Sampson smiled.
"No one was meant to know until it was ready. I was going to call you in to see if it worked, but now we'll need to give it a live field test, it might help us find Keenan." He said, entering a code and making a door slide open.
And they walked in to what was basically an exact replica of the control room at DATS.
"What the?" Yoshi demanded, and Sampson smiled grimly.
"Homer and I felt it would be best to move our headquarters here. Now that there is no official need for DATS, we obviously can't keep the DATS building, I think they're going to turn it into a shopping centre, but that doesn't mean we might not need something like DATS one day in the future, so I had the basement converted with everything we might need. We have temporary quarters, all the information we've assembled and all the technology, all we need now is a crew and a reason. Miki, Megumi, assume your positions." Sampson said, taking his customary seat behind the large desk at the back of the room.
Miki and Megumi gave each other delighted looks and headed to their usual stations on either side of the walkway that led to the digital dive. Yoshi looked at Thomas, who seemed just as surprised as she was, which was rather surprising for the young genius.
"Did you have any idea about this?" she asked him, and he shook his head.
"Not a clue. But realistically it makes sense to have a back up. After all, we don't know how long the barrier might stay intact between the two worlds, and Hashima for one will look bad if a Digimon gets through and we can't stop it because we don't have the facilities anymore. So commander, what do you plan to use this place for, how will it help us find Keenan?" he asked, and Sampson gave a small satisfied smile.
"For a start, check everything works the way its meant to, and after that, see if we can establish any form of contact with the digital world. Miki, Megumi, is everything in working order?"
"Yes commander, all systems are go at one hundred percent, establishing link with the digital world now, digital dive is coming online. Orders?" Megumi asked, and Sampson looked to Yoshima, who nodded slightly.
"Scan the area, see if we can see anything, may as well put this place through its paces first before we do anything. Hashima allowed us to set this up under the proviso that we wouldn't use it for anything but a digital incursion, but as its been offline for so long there's no telling what we might have missed. And he will feel safer knowing it works. Think of this place as a last resort bunker, like where you hid when you were on the run from Kurata after you returned from the digital world." Yoshima advised as Miki and Megumi typed away at their terminals as if they had never left.
"You really think Keenan might be in the digital world?" Sarah asked nervously, and Sampson frowned.
"I don't know Sarah. But if he's anywhere, he'll be where he feels safe, or be with someone he feels safe with, and as we're drawing blanks in this world, I would rather assume he's somehow made it to the digital world." He said grimly.
"With Marcus." Sarah said, slightly hopeful of the chance to see or hear from her son for the first time in five years.
"But if he did make it to the digital world, even if he was found by Marcus..." Yoshi said nervously.
"There's still the question of how he got there. I know. But if he is there, then we can see Gaomon and the others." Thomas said wistfully, and Kristy nodded beside him.
"And Marcus." She added, and Thomas and Yoshi smiled slightly.
"Yeah. Keenan, the Digimon and Marcus." Yoshi admitted and Thomas looked away to hide his grin, not wanting to admit he missed Marcus nearly as much as he missed Gaomon.
As the others got back into the swing of things, Sarah frowned as she considered the Keenan situation. The boy hadn't been seen in over a week and had apparently upped and left home without a word to any of them. And, curiously, no one had seen the Criers since they had reported Keenan missing. She understood that they were going through a difficult time, and Keenan had vanished seemingly without a trace, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was more going on here than met the eye. Frowning, she watched the others as they got to work, trying to find out if anything was going on in the digital world as if they had never been away from DATS, and while she watched, she was silently praying that Keenan was alright. Squeezing Kristy's shoulder to reassure her daughter, she watched as they typed away, hoping that wherever Keenan was, he was safe. After all, she was used to wishing her boys were safe wherever they were.
Because Keenan had become hers. Yeah he lived with his own family, but she still remembered the blazing expression on Marcus' face when he had first shown up with this strange child who they had found in the digital world, who's mother had been a giant snowy teddy bear, the boy who's father had originally not wanted home in case it upset his wife. She had remembered fury pumping through her when Marcus had told her, and had taken Keenan in, watching as he bonded with Kristy, as he started to worship Marcus as an older brother, and remember helping him when Marcus had left, cheering him up and letting him know he wasn't alone. Keenan was as much her son now as Marcus was. And just her luck, both of them were missing.
"Please be safe, wherever you boys are." She whispered, and Yoshima nodded stoutly to her, as if to let her know everything would be alright, and she wished she could believe it.
XX
The fortress was large and foreboding, surrounded by constantly patrolled walls and well armed, discouraging any military approach. Within the confines of the wall though, the people were dedicated to their lord and master, one of the Olympus Twelve, the one who had brought all of them together, all forming a large army.
Following the genocidal attacks of Kurata upon the digital world, the various leaders of the digital world, the Royal Knights, the Olympus Twelve, and the Four Dragons had all assembled for a conference. Yggdrasil, king of the digital world, had then made a proclamation, that the human world was to be left alone to its own devices, and provided they didn't attack the Digimon, they would no longer attack the human world.
That decision had been less than popular. While the Royal Knights would do whatever the king said (provisionally now it seemed since his mania had nearly destroyed both worlds), many of the others were not quite so lenient. While the Royal Knights had sustained losses during the war with the real world, such as Leopardmon, for the most part they would be retured eventually as their Digi-eggs had returned to the digital world for them to be reborn. However, while the Royal Knights, isolated and haughty as they were, had been fairly unaffected in terms of loss, the other two groups had lost members, friends and family all.
The Four Great Dragons, who controlled the four points of the Digital world and also controlled significant portions of territory throughout the world were revered as local deities and gods, who were sought out for their wisdom, known for their power, and respected for their authority. The four of them had a section of the digital world, a point of the map each, the north, south, east and west, and while others had territory even within those areas, everyone knew that the skies and a large portion of the territory belonged to these great yet terrible dragons. Kurata however hadn't cared. Attacking each of their sky palaces simultaneously (probably after a Digimon of some description had spilled their guts to him as he shouldn't have known about the dragons otherwise), the four dragons had put up a good fight. Megidramon, the North Dragon, had viciously repelled the Gizumon, destroying them all, and though his army took heavy losses, he had held his palace and ensured his safety. Magnadramon, the South Dragon, had opted to retreat, fleeing to ground level and allying with several members of the Olympus Twelve, and with their combined strength the great pink dragon had forced back the enemies attacking the domain of her and her allies. The Dragon of the West, Goldramon, had simply barricaded himself, and using his powers had hidden the palace from view, only destroying the Gizumon when they entered his shield, and unable to mount a proper attack, Kurata's forces had had no choice but to retreat. However, Azulongmon, the East Dragon, hadn't been so lucky. His palace had been completely assaulted, overrun within minutes, and surrounded by Gizumon-XT, he had been swarmed and overrun himself, and Kurata, laughing mercilessly as he watched safely from afar, had ordered his minions to obliterate Azulongmon, and the great dragon didn't even manage to scream before he was gone forever.
The three remaining dragons were furious, as were many other Digimon. They were attacking the very core of Digital belief, society and infrastructure by attacking one of the dragons, and those human monsters killed Azulongmon mercilessly. Megidramon had easily convinced Goldramon to join him and was about to launch a scarring attack on the human world when the war had come to an end. Megidramon had been furious, he wanted revenge for Azulongmon, as did the other two. Goldramon was just as angry, and was sceptical of human intentions, and so it had fallen to Magnadramon to make the peace, and before Yggdrasil, she had vowed that her kin would not attack the human world unless they were attacked first, and bitterly, Megidramon and Goldramon had stood down, reluctantly following her wishes, knowing if they didn't, Yggdrasil would kill her. And so, despite wanting revenge, the three dragons had retreated, splitting Azulongmon's territory between Megidramon and Magnadramon, while they both gave some of their original territory to Goldramon so that they were all equal again. And over time, the dragons calmed and were soothed, Magnadramon keeping them in line while they mourned Azulongmon and so life went on.
However, while the dragons did calm themselves, the Olympus Twelve were not quite so lenient. Before the war had begun, the digital world was split into twelve realms, with one of them acting as a commander of each, subservient only to the king, his knights and the dragons. Each had led their people well, having regional leaders report to them, and all had been well. Or it had been until the first cowardly human attack, which had taken the lives of four of their number. However, as they had not known much about humanity at the time, they didn't know what had truly happened, and it wasn't until the war that they truly understood that a human had been responsible. But, in the intervening time, the Olympus Eight had moved on with their lives, not dividing the territories they had lost as the dragons had, instead allowing others to take command, such as SaberLeomon and ClavisAngemon. And then the war had begun, the genocide came again and the butcher Kurata had tried to destroy the digital world and this time it was once again the Olympians who took the damage. The first loss had been that of Merukimon, ambushed by the Gizumon that he hadn't thought to see again. He had done his part, defending the so called 'good' humans from the evil Kurata, including the boy he had come to see as his own cub, and it had cost him his life. Merukimon had been one of the strongest of the remaining Olympians and chaos had followed, especially as Kurata continued his purge of their world. And once again it was the Olympians he had targeted.
Vulcanusmon, who was generally quite content to leave everyone to their own devices, had fallen during the war, his entire army lost trying to save him, trying to stop the Gizumon from entering his volcano home. The war forge destroyed, hundreds of Digimon dead, if not thousands, and Vulcanusmon himself dead had struck an enormous blow to the digital war effort, and to the Olympians themselves.
However, while the loss of Vulcanusmon at least made sense from a military point of view, the next loss made no sense whatsoever. Minervamon commanded a realm built on knowledge and science, seeking enlightenment. Her people were not warlike and wished only to read and study, and Kurata had attacked them anyway, her great realm of learning was put to torch, her books and scrolls destroyed, and she herself was killed while trying to protect the ancient secrets of the digital world, which Kurata had then destroyed too.
As a result of these losses on top of the ones they had already lost, the remaining Olympians had been furious, and all of them bar Venusmon had been crying out for blood and wanted nothing more than to make humanity pay. However, then the war had ended, Yggdrasil had given his marching orders and had expected them all to stand down. The Olympians had been very reluctant to do so, but, with even the world's oceans devastated by the war with Kurata, Neptunmon eventually realised he has bigger fish to fry (quite literally in his case) and had retreated to his underwater kingdom in order to rebuild his part of the world. Venusmon, while angry and devastated at their losses, being who she was, had no desire to fight and had retired to her coastal region to live out her days in peace.
The others were not so easily dismissed. Dianamon did return to her region, making an ally out of various locales around her and acting as their nominal leader, becoming the first among equals and acting as the local areas figurehead. However, she was not afraid to fight for what she believed in, and while she had been sated and didn't wish to attack the human world anymore, she was still angry and would fight if pushed. However as it stood she was quite content to protect her borders and those of her allies, and while she wouldn't admit it, it was quite clear that despite wanting revenge against humanity, she didn't want a war anymore than the rest of her world did.
However, the last two remaining Olympians were clearly a lot angrier and more bloodthirsty than she was. Apollomon had refused to stand down. Furious at the deaths of his brothers and sisters, he had rallied an army and had been about to launch an attack on the human world in order to exact bloody vengeance. With a large army, he had been about to blow open a hole in the barrier between the worlds when he had been discovered, and in the resulting battle, Apollomon had been destroyed, his army scattered and his grand offensive scuppered.
Which meant that Marsmon was now the last one standing.
A large, burly Digimon, with the head of a white panther, with two sharp fangs and a large horn appearing from his head, he was well built, flame roiling around his fists, a cape surrounding his muscular body. And he was now the last of the fighting Olympus Twelve.
Marsmon, like Apollomon, had wanted revenge on the humans, but had been unable to do so. Rushing in was fool hardy. Yes, he liked to fight, loved it actually. But he also knew how to fight, which had been the crucial difference between he and Apollomon. He had counselled Apollomon to wait, to build his forces more, to wait for Marsmon to finish building his own army before he attacked, but his brother would not be dissuaded, and had attacked prematurely. Apollomon had been discovered and had been stopped, killed and Marsmon had been the one to pick up the pieces.
It was four years ago now. Apollomon's army was large, nearly as large as Crusadermon's personal Knightmon army, and due to the large amount of fire and energy Digimon within the army it would certainly lay the real world to waste. Apollomon had asked Marsmon to get his own army, which was large enough at the best of times, to reinforce them, to come with them in their attack on the real world, but Marsmon had declined, his army was not yet ready, it hadn't been trained enough and was not large enough to ensure victory, and so he had preached patience. Apollomon was not to be dissuaded however and had left to take control of his army, leaving Marsmon at his fortress to build up his forces once again. And then a few days later, the news had broken. Apollomon's army had been attacked, its forces scattered, and Apollomon himself had been destroyed. Marsmon had been furious to learn that another of the twelve had been destroyed (albeit reversibly but it would take years for Apollomon to get back to his former level of power), and had vowed revenge. Offering his fortress as a haven for the remainder of Apollomon's troops, the defeated army of Apollomon had limped to his fortress to find protection there, while Marsmon spent the rest of the time finding out just what had happened on the battlefield.
A human, a human boy had come to the digital world, with the rest of those pathetic Digimon who thought they were friends with the humans, the ones who proclaimed themselves to be trying to save the digital world. He had moved into Merukimon's old base, and with the knowledge and power collected there, he had soon rallied what remained of Merukimon's old army, earning their loyalty. With his fighting skills and the counsel of the pathetic Digimon he had brought with him, the boy had grown into a powerful, confident young warlord. And what was more, the people liked him, people who completely forgot what humans had been doing, what they had done, the Digimon they had killed. Yet as he got stronger and attracted more and more followers, forging him into a great power here in the central belt of the digital world, he became a much more potent threat. More and more Digimon flocked to his cause, allowing him to make progress in leaps and bounds. And now, four years later, it was this boy who still occupied Marsmon's thoughts.
Marcus Damon, the boy from another world, who had come apparently to help rebuild the digital world. Coming here with his whining pet Agumon, the boy had taken over Merukimon's territory, and had soon taken over SaberLeomon's as well. Along with that, under the guidance of Digimon such as Kudamon and Gaomon, he had made allies of the surrounding areas, and had even recruited several smaller territories into his own, so much so that Marcus' territory was only slightly smaller than that of Marsmon, and becoming a much more popular power than he was among his nearest allies, such as Neptunmon and Venusmon (though he suspected she only liked him because she thought he was attractive). Dianamon had even signed a treaty with him, one of mutual aid and respect, promising defence and help should it come to it, and other than Dianamon herself, all of the nearest kingdoms all looked to this young human as a leader, a natural general and many argued that without his help this region would still be consumed by war.
But Marsmon knew the truth. If nothing else Marcus was a human, one of the same murderers that had slaughtered so many of their kin during each genocide and during the war. And it was he who had killed Apollomon. Finding out his world was marked for destruction by Apollomon, he had led his small army at the time into battle against a vastly numerically superior foe. Marsmon had been furious when he had found out, once Apollomon saw him coming he would have attacked, believing that he could easily defeat this small army. And it was then that the boy had revealed his true colours. The human whelp had had his forces attack, and citing the treaty he had made, he had forced Dianamon and several more of his allies to mount troops against Apollomon's attack force. Apollomon for all his skill, power and courage, was sadly only a mediocre warrior, and would never have guessed that the boy was leading him into a trap. By forcing him into a battle of his choosing, Marcus blinded Apollomon to all other threats, allowing his allies to come out and catch Apollomon's army unawares, leading to the massive devastation of his forces. And it was Marcus and his pet Agumon who had killed Apollomon. From the reports of the SkullMeramon who had acted as Apollomon's general, the boy had had the cheek to physically strike Apollomon, and then his partner had digivolved to ShineGreymon and had destroyed him.
And now, a filthy human was one of the most powerful warlords of the digital world, had rebuilt his entire area, had set up a great many powerful alliances with neighbouring kingdoms, and even had the respect of his people, all of whom were forgetting that he was one of the blasted humans who had been involved in the genocide, and on top of that, he was the killer of Apollomon and had driven King Yggdrasil to distraction. The people couldn't see just what they were dealing with, but Marsmon could. He was a human, an arrogant, war mongering human, an architect of genocide, a liar, a charismatic manipulator and a false idol. He was one of the multitude of humans who had stood by and allowed their world to fall, who had watched countless Digimon die, and he would do so again. And he was now in the digital world, turning Digimon against themselves, and what was worse, he had killed Apollomon, and Marsmon knew he would never be sated, he wanted to rule this world and he would not stop until he was sated. But Marsmon wasn't going to allow that to happen.
For the last four years, he had been watching and waiting, preparing for this moment. Marcus Damon was like all other humans, a threat. And he was also a more personal threat, at least to Marsmon. Over his years of studying him, he had learned that he and Marcus were alike in many ways. Both of them enjoyed fighting, they were both strong, stubborn, opinionated. Both of them had lost things during the war, both of them had fought, even if it was for opposing sides. Marsmon had learned that Marcus had foolishly challenged Craniamon and had even managed to defeat him, a feat he had also managed, though he suspected his match with Craniamon was a lot more friendly than Marcus' had been. No, this boy had to go. For in Marcus, Marsmon saw himself. This boy, the one who had killed Apollomon, had been involved with Merukimon's death, this arrogant human who had come to their world and proclaimed himself a warlord, and had the gall to take territory that by all right sought to have belonged to him, he was the reflection of Marsmon.
And he couldn't let such a thing stand.
He had been waiting these years, and now it was time to move. He had all he needed, his forces had been gathered, his allies summoned, and the boy was stuck in his dungeons. Marcus wouldn't know what had hit him.
Marsmon smiled, baring his fangs.
Time to make war.
XX
"Sir, I believe we've located a digivice!" Miki called, and she brought up the image, not that it told them much.
"Where is it?" Sampson asked gravely, wondering if they had detected Marcus or Keenan, at this stage he was willing to take either of them.
"According to my calculations, it's in...it's in what used to be Merukimon's territory." Megumi responded, and Sampson frowned, and Yoshima sent him a significant look.
"There's no telling what might have become of that area since then, we can't head in there, especially not without any Digimon." He said warningly, and Sampson frowned.
"I know you're right, but what else can we do? We need to find Keenan, and it would also be nice to find Marcus as well. We need information. And if Keenan really has gone to the digital world, we need to know how he did so and how we can seal up the barrier again." Sampson argued, and Yoshima had to admit that he had a point.
"Megumi, is there any sign that a digital gate has opened?" Sampson asked, and she shook her head.
"None, but that doesn't mean a gate wasn't open, after all, if this thing only just came online it would have missed any digital fields from a week ago. We'll keep scanning." She said, and Yoshi looked determinedly at the commander.
"Commander, if Keenan is in the digital world, he might need help, we should go and get him." She said, and he and Yoshima both nodded.
"We couldn't agree more. Miki, have you had any luck figuring out who the digivice belongs to?" Sampson asked and she shook her head.
"None sir." She responded, and he frowned.
"I don't like sending anyone into danger, and without your Digimon you would be defenceless." He said grimly, and Thomas looked at him in surprise.
"Wait a second, you're actually sending us to the digital world?" he asked, and Yoshima nodded.
"Yes Thomas. I'm afraid we don't have much of a choice. While the police would ordinarily be suspecting the worst by now, we know slightly more than they do, especially when it comes to Keenan. And besides, we need to find out what's going on in the digital world, and test the digital dive to see if it works the way we expect it to. This seems as good a time as any. Are you not up for it?" Yoshima asked with a small smile, and Thomas glowered.
"I'm going." He said sternly, and Yoshi nodded.
"Yeah, I will too." She said, and Sampson raised his hand before Miki and Megumi finished turning around in their chairs.
"I know girls, we would all like to go. But, it would make more sense to get an idea of what is going on on the ground first, and if possible, rendezvous with Marcus. We're all concerned about Keenan, and if he is there, we will find him. But for now, only Thomas and Yoshi should go. Too many would attract attention that we could do with avoiding, and remember, many Digimon will still remember everything Kurata did and might not appreciate the arrival of more humans. So, Thomas, Yoshi, use the digital dive, we will get you as close to the position we picked up the digivice as we can. Ascertain the situation on the ground and report back, take your digivices. I assume you have them with you?" Sampson asked and both of them revealed them, having carried them around for the last five years out of habit, and an unconscious desire to have their partners back.
"We'll find them commander." Thomas said, saluting him.
"We know you will Thomas. Now, this is strictly reconnaissance, we don't even know if it's search and rescue yet. So, keep your wits about you and take youir earpieces so we can stay in contact." Sampson ordered and, barely able to contain their delight, Thomas and Yoshi headed for the dive.
"Thomas, Yoshi, if you find them, send them home." Sarah asked softly, and Thomas nodded.
"We will Sarah." Thomas vowed, not noticing Kristy sending him an anxious look, or giving a shifty look to her mother.
"Digital dive coming online, initialising." Miki said, and Yoshi looked at them all.
"What about our Digimon?" she asked, and Miki and Megumi looked at her with wide eyes.
"If you see them, tell them we miss them of course." Miki said irritably, after all, it was fairly obvious.
"You two might be able to meet up with Gaomon and Lalamon, make the most of it."
"Digital dive active, transport in five," Miki began, and Kristy looked up at all the adults in the room and saw their eyes were all focused on the dive.
"Four," Yoshi noticed Kristy's shifty behaviour and got slightly worried, she wasn't normally like this, what was she up to, she had the same look Marcus got before he did something incredibly brave or incredibly stupid, or as was usual with him, both.
"Three." Megumi continued, as Kristy shrugged off the hand her mother had placed on her shoulder.
"Two." Miki said, oblivious, as Kristy leapt, and Sarah's eyes widened in alarm.
"Kristy, no!" she yelled and the others all looked at the girl in surprise as she leapt towards the dive.
"One!" Megumi cried in alarm, trying to stop it, watching as Thomas tried to intercept Kristy and force her back, but he mistimed it and she crashed into him, sending him crashing into Yoshi, and with three cries of alarm from within the dive, there was a flash and they were gone, leaving the astounded others behind.
Hello there!
I fancied a departure from my traditional Adventure stories and ive thought up this little Savers story just for a change. Now, I know a lot doesnt happen in this first chapter, it's mainly scene setting, but things do start to heat up rather fast since the team, plus Kristy, is on their way to the digital world.
Just what happened with Keenan? Where is he? Where is Marcus? Who's digivice did the girls pick up? And just why is there a DATS secret base stashed under the police station? Last resort, or is there something more?
And Marsmon is looking for war with Marcus, one of the Olympus Twelve, so just what does that hold?
So, hope you like the first chapter, the story will start to heat up soon believe me as Marsmon is very literally on the warpath, and next time we find Marcus (am i the only one who thinks he's the best looking digidestined/tamer? i didnt think anyone would beat matt but he knocked him off his perch), so just what does the future hold?
Please read, let me know what you think, and review! Until later!