This isn't normal fanfic. It is several things at once. One) it is my personal retaliation to the ill-planned, short-coming, unrealistic ending to season two (and I got the ending when it aired in Japan so this has had time to build up.) Two) it is written to be something of a new season or maybe a oav series. Many other things arise during this that have personal meaning.
I have an odd format when writing. ********** is for a new scene. ***(name)***
is a scene seen through the eyes of a specific character. *-*-*-*-*-* is a narrative/artistic scene. (*{insert writing here}*) is used to tell you what you here or what music (not limited to digimon) is best in the background (which most of the time is Japanese.)
I'll try to use english, but some nouns such as "so" and "kami" are not easilly translated. Proper names shall not be translated.
I'll just put these notes on this chapter. Don't expect them on later chapters.
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"A New Beginning to an End Forgotten"
**************************Iori******************************
(*a melodious, soft, repatitious music, not very noticeable, but sets a calm aura*)
It's been so many years since we defeated Malomyotismon. My father had died years before that. He died saving another's life. His best, and as far as I know, only friend was weakened in ki from it. He was then controlled, and his own laments and desires were used as an incubator. Even though it was not his own doing, he still payed for it. He sacrificed his strength and ki, though, so we could be happy.
Even though it is a beautiful and, at the same time, tragic ending, I doubt it ever being meant to be. Everyone on the earth turning to digidestined. So nice at first, but it makes no sense. A gate is often placed, and the borders between worlds is non-existant. Equally unfound is the evil powers. Since that event I have seen no great evil powers with my own eyes. But as Takeru said so long ago, "Where there is light, there is always darkness. And the brighter the light, the deeper the darkness." It makes no sense.
It has been so many years. Few remember the events such as the rise and fall of the Dark Masters, the assault of Myotismon, the battle over the internet, or even Malomyotismon. So many years... I have seen our children be born. I have seen our children grow. I have seen our children have children of their own. Now, I fear the troubles have arisen and the darkness of which may show. I say these things because of something that has hapened today.
********************{same scene-earlier}********************
As Naomi paced through the room, armadillomon made odd sounds, sounds that she had never heard a digimon like him make before. Roars, screeches, crackles, electric flows, and various other sounds filled the room. Now crying her eyes out, Naomi yelled "Help! Armadillomon! What's wrong with you? What's wrong..? Will someone help? Armadillomons in trouble!" Iori ran to her room as fast as his old body could.
"What is wrong, Naomi?" he asked in a wise, monotone voice.
"Grandpa! Armadillomon's in trouble! Help him, Grandpa! PLEASE!!!" Naomi pointed to armadillomon, but as she did, her digivice started glowing on the table, and armadillomon started fizzling out. "Armadillomon!!!" she cried as she ran towards him. But before she could reach him, he disapeared in a explosion of data.
Walking over to confort his heart-broken grand daughter, Iori stopped when he saw her digivice. What he saw made him give an uncharactaristic gasp. He picked up the digivice and handed it Naomi. "Naomi. There is something you should see," he said as he handed her the digivice.
"What...what is this? What happened to my digivice, Grandpa?"
"Naomi, this is something that few have seen. It belonged only to the original digidestined. It is an original model digivice. It is obvious to say that its transformation and the death of armadillomon are connected. Also, it means that you'll be travelling to a place that you cannot reach by normal means."
"What do you mean, Grandpa?"
"I mean that the original digivice were used to bring the digidestined to the digital world on a one way ticket, which they avoided through an odd turn of fates. If you were meant to go to the digital world that we all know, then you could use a normal digivice, and a normal digimon. But this is something new. Naomi, you must go to a new world, and I hope you can brave it."
"Grandpa, wait. What are you talking about?! Talk normally! Armadillomon's dead, my digivice changes, and now you're talking jibburish!!!"
"Naomi, you are going to a fate unkown to protect a world unseen to battle an evil unheard. My dear I'm so..." But he was cut off as she disapeared in rainbow spot in the floor.
***********************Iori***********************
My dear, I am sorry I could not help her. At the same time, I wonder why was it that when our grand daughter's armadillomon died, and when she fell into this new dimension, I not only didn't feel sad or scared, but instead happy, as if it were meant to be. An illusion clearing itself up. A wrong attempting to be corrected. If you were still alive, I bet you could have helped her. I bet you could have offered some reason. You were always so good with children. I am sorry.
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As Naomi woke up, she saw that she was no longer in Odaiba. Nor was she in the digital world that she had played in so many times. This was something new. As she stood, she saw that all around, there were plains as far as the I could see, with the exeption of a few large rocks scattered about, and small village just in site over the horizon. She started to walk, but she stopped when small black ball bounced up in front of her.
"Hi! I'm Nimon! I'm your digimon partner!"
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Don't worry, this is just the first chapter. Feel free to print up my story. If you want, you can use Nimon, and various other original digimon soon to appear, in your own work, just give credit where it is due (speaking of which, digimon is property of Toei) and maybe even email me.
I have an odd format when writing. ********** is for a new scene. ***(name)***
is a scene seen through the eyes of a specific character. *-*-*-*-*-* is a narrative/artistic scene. (*{insert writing here}*) is used to tell you what you here or what music (not limited to digimon) is best in the background (which most of the time is Japanese.)
I'll try to use english, but some nouns such as "so" and "kami" are not easilly translated. Proper names shall not be translated.
I'll just put these notes on this chapter. Don't expect them on later chapters.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"A New Beginning to an End Forgotten"
**************************Iori******************************
(*a melodious, soft, repatitious music, not very noticeable, but sets a calm aura*)
It's been so many years since we defeated Malomyotismon. My father had died years before that. He died saving another's life. His best, and as far as I know, only friend was weakened in ki from it. He was then controlled, and his own laments and desires were used as an incubator. Even though it was not his own doing, he still payed for it. He sacrificed his strength and ki, though, so we could be happy.
Even though it is a beautiful and, at the same time, tragic ending, I doubt it ever being meant to be. Everyone on the earth turning to digidestined. So nice at first, but it makes no sense. A gate is often placed, and the borders between worlds is non-existant. Equally unfound is the evil powers. Since that event I have seen no great evil powers with my own eyes. But as Takeru said so long ago, "Where there is light, there is always darkness. And the brighter the light, the deeper the darkness." It makes no sense.
It has been so many years. Few remember the events such as the rise and fall of the Dark Masters, the assault of Myotismon, the battle over the internet, or even Malomyotismon. So many years... I have seen our children be born. I have seen our children grow. I have seen our children have children of their own. Now, I fear the troubles have arisen and the darkness of which may show. I say these things because of something that has hapened today.
********************{same scene-earlier}********************
As Naomi paced through the room, armadillomon made odd sounds, sounds that she had never heard a digimon like him make before. Roars, screeches, crackles, electric flows, and various other sounds filled the room. Now crying her eyes out, Naomi yelled "Help! Armadillomon! What's wrong with you? What's wrong..? Will someone help? Armadillomons in trouble!" Iori ran to her room as fast as his old body could.
"What is wrong, Naomi?" he asked in a wise, monotone voice.
"Grandpa! Armadillomon's in trouble! Help him, Grandpa! PLEASE!!!" Naomi pointed to armadillomon, but as she did, her digivice started glowing on the table, and armadillomon started fizzling out. "Armadillomon!!!" she cried as she ran towards him. But before she could reach him, he disapeared in a explosion of data.
Walking over to confort his heart-broken grand daughter, Iori stopped when he saw her digivice. What he saw made him give an uncharactaristic gasp. He picked up the digivice and handed it Naomi. "Naomi. There is something you should see," he said as he handed her the digivice.
"What...what is this? What happened to my digivice, Grandpa?"
"Naomi, this is something that few have seen. It belonged only to the original digidestined. It is an original model digivice. It is obvious to say that its transformation and the death of armadillomon are connected. Also, it means that you'll be travelling to a place that you cannot reach by normal means."
"What do you mean, Grandpa?"
"I mean that the original digivice were used to bring the digidestined to the digital world on a one way ticket, which they avoided through an odd turn of fates. If you were meant to go to the digital world that we all know, then you could use a normal digivice, and a normal digimon. But this is something new. Naomi, you must go to a new world, and I hope you can brave it."
"Grandpa, wait. What are you talking about?! Talk normally! Armadillomon's dead, my digivice changes, and now you're talking jibburish!!!"
"Naomi, you are going to a fate unkown to protect a world unseen to battle an evil unheard. My dear I'm so..." But he was cut off as she disapeared in rainbow spot in the floor.
***********************Iori***********************
My dear, I am sorry I could not help her. At the same time, I wonder why was it that when our grand daughter's armadillomon died, and when she fell into this new dimension, I not only didn't feel sad or scared, but instead happy, as if it were meant to be. An illusion clearing itself up. A wrong attempting to be corrected. If you were still alive, I bet you could have helped her. I bet you could have offered some reason. You were always so good with children. I am sorry.
***********************************************
As Naomi woke up, she saw that she was no longer in Odaiba. Nor was she in the digital world that she had played in so many times. This was something new. As she stood, she saw that all around, there were plains as far as the I could see, with the exeption of a few large rocks scattered about, and small village just in site over the horizon. She started to walk, but she stopped when small black ball bounced up in front of her.
"Hi! I'm Nimon! I'm your digimon partner!"
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Don't worry, this is just the first chapter. Feel free to print up my story. If you want, you can use Nimon, and various other original digimon soon to appear, in your own work, just give credit where it is due (speaking of which, digimon is property of Toei) and maybe even email me.