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Right here goes nothing. No point trying to tell you anymore apart from this has been in my head for... god knows how long. But I just want to thank Blazing Chaos and Crazyeight for getting me back into this with their absolutely amazing sagas... So just enjoy and review!
The Age of Hazard and Heroes
Drawing the Lines
Somewhere between the Digital and Material Worlds
Unknown Time
Three great beings appeared in front of a white platform, floating in midair. They all acknowledged each other before turning and facing the platform. One was a great golden dragon, who ruled over the four Quadrants and the Sovereigns. Another was a gigantic vampire-like figure, who ruled the Dark Realm and was master of the Demon Lords. The final figure was a small one but he exuded a power unlike even the other two. He controlled the life and death of all Digital Beings and, according to some, all creation itself. A voice called out from nowhere,
"Goddramon, Grandracmon, Anubismon. I welcome all three of you to this point in time. I have called you here to ask of you a great favour."
Suddenly a figure appeared on the platform. He was small, not much larger than an adult human, but he too exuded a great power, greater than the combined power of all three others on the platform it seemed. He wore a blue samurai gi with a black belt and shoulder armour. A long red scarf covered his mouth and nose but his piercing blue eyes and shock of blond hair remained uncovered. An imposing hi-tech rifle was strapped onto his back and a long katana hung naked from his left hip.
"All that is required, Warmon, is that you ask. I shall gladly deliver whatever you desire," Goddramon intoned.
"Thank you, Goddramon. But I shall be requiring assistance from all of you. In fact I shall need a warrior from each of your ranks. Magnamon, Beelzebumon and…"
"I know who you require, Warmon. There is no need to ask," Anubismon growled. With a wave of his hand, a figure stepped out of a black portal and stood on the glowing white platform.
"You called, Master?" the black clad figure asked. He wore a samurai gi also but his was completely black and had no extra armour. He only carried a katana, which was stowed in a black scabbard, and a golden bell, which hung around his neck although it was stuffed with something to stop it from ringing. He had a large spiky mess of orange hair and blue piercing eyes, not unlike the Time-God's own.
"Yes. Follow Warmon's instructions at all times until such a point as he releases you from his command. Is that clear, Astaromon?"
"Of course, Master."
Goddramon and Grandracmon summoned their servants and charged them with the same command, to follow Warmon's instruction at all times.
"I thank the three of you. The black son rises again and I shall need all the help I can muster to defeat him. But before that there are certain things which must be done. Come here the three of you," Warmon signalled to his three new soldiers, "A great darkness will rise before long and I need the assistance of a certain trio and their digimon. I believe you all know who I speak of?"
"You mean the leading Shinjuku Tamers, Matsuki, Nonaka and Wong?" Magnamon asked.
"Yes. Takato has already shown a great desire to defend the Digital World as well as the Real World, Henry has already proved himself in the battle with the D-Reaper and Rika has passion and feelings for all life which serves her well as shaman princess. I feel it is time to show them some of their true power as wielders of crests. Show them chaos, wisdom and destiny are truly worthy weapons. Firstly, I will send Astaromon but the time will come where all three of you will be needed. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Lord Warmon," the trio of digital warriors answered and disappeared in a flash of golden, black and grey all merged into one.
"So the time has come for Matsuki to learn of his destiny. Do you really believe he has what it takes?" Anubismon asked the samurai.
Warmon turned and a great hourglass appeared in front of the four great digimon, "He must have the ability, as must the others. Or else we are all doomed. Even the Timeline has no future beyond exactly three years from now. We can but hope that this means a new timeline shall take its place. All we have is hope."
"Then Hope is all we need," Grandracmon answered, "There is one who embodies hope. Could it be that he will show Takato-kun the right way?"
"Takeru has his own troubles. His world is not coping as well with the digital world as he and the digidestined might have hoped. Maybe someday they will meet but for now three guardians will suffice," Warmon replied, "I thank the three of you. Now I shall take my leave. May the Timeline guide you all."
"And you Warmon," the three lords of Digimon replied. The great digital beings disappeared just as they had appeared, silently and without fuss, and so the Age of Heroes and Hazard began…
Shinjuku Park, Tokyo
17.00 JST
19th August 2006
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, GOGGLEHEAD!!!" A voice split through the calm of the park late one summer afternoon. A boy of roughly sixteen was walking through the park, headed for a small unused utility shed when he cringed at the sound of the voice which had just berated his friend. Henry Wong sighed as he rounded the corner to find his best friend and Tamer compatriot, Takato Matsuki, lying on the floor, with a large bump on his head. Opposite him, with a look of pure fury stood Rika Nonaka, another Tamer and former Digimon Queen. Between the stricken boy and incensed girl lay two decks of cards and two strange devices. At least to a non-Tamer they would have looked strange.
"So did Takato beat you again then, Rika?" Henry chuckled.
"Shut it, Braniac!" Rika growled.
"Heya, Henry. Rika and I were just having a friendly little game or two," Takato said as he picked himself off the ground. The goggle-wearing Tamer had grown more than a foot in the four years since Henry had first met him and he now stood a good four inches taller than Rika. The ever present goggles still adorned his head and the hair seemed to be more unruly than ever but Takato's personality and attitude hadn't changed all that much in two years, apart from his new found skill for the Digimon Card Game and a sense of self confidence that the young man from the Matsuki Bakery could never have gained without his friends
Henry hadn't changed much either. He hadn't grown all that much, a few inches but he was definitely more mature than the rest of the Tamers, although this was tempered by how much more mature he had been at the beginning... His sensei's training had caused him to take on a physique more like his biomerged form but apart from that he was as quiet and calculating as he always was. He had managed to get Terriermon to stop annoying him. Or at least, not as much as before...
Rika on the other hand had changed. A lot, in fact. The former Ice Queen had become best friends with Takato and Henry in the intervening years. When they had first met, she had been cold and ruthless, not even caring for her own partner, Renamon. But over time she had mellowed a bit and now got on surprisingly well with Henry and, especially, Takato. The signs were appearing of how having a supermodel mother would affect Rika in the future. She had undergone some major physical changes, changes that a certain gogglehead sometimes found hard to take his eyes away from. The broken heart t-shirts, were replaced by more pleasant designs. But the jeans remained, a sign that even when major changes happen some things never do.
"More like ten and I bet you that Takato won at least seven!" Henry laughed, "Seriously, Rika. When are you going to accept that he's a better card player than you?"
Henry and Takato laughed until they noticed the dark look on the redhead's face,
"Uh, Takato, I think it's time to run!" Henry said as the two boys sprinted away from the enraged girl who was unloading a string of expletives in their direction.
In the utility shed outside which the three Tamers had been, sat three digimon. Terriermon laughed and noted down some of the choice words that came out of Rika's mouth while Renamon just shook her head and phased out of existence. Guilmon simply looked up from eating his favourite bread shaped like his head and shouted, "Yah! Tag!" and chased the trio of teenagers outside.
High above the Tamers and their Digimon sat Astaromon. The Death God Digimon was experiencing his first trip to the Material World but it didn't surprise him as much as it did most. Nothing much surprises you when you're already dead. But Astaromon was curious about the bond between these digimon and the humans. He knew of the four quadrants, the Northern Quadrant's Digidestined were the most closely linked to the Digital Realm, mainly as they technically were Digimon. But the bond these Tamers shared was just as deep. Becoming one with your partner and fighting alongside them. It showed just how willing these children were to defend what they believed in.
"Brother, do you really think they can handle the powers you are about to bestow them with?" Astaromon asked the skies above. He received no answer, "Thought as much."
He continued to watch from above, a black figure blending into the ever deepening shadows.
Takato sat down exhausted from the chase. He raised his head to find Henry collapsed on the ground, groaning slightly from Rika battering him for his comments. Henry's ever loyal partner was chuckling to himself as he waltzed over,
"Whoa, I always thought I didn't rub off that much on you but I guess my ability to get beat up by Rika did rub off eh, Henry!"
Rika smiled at the dog bunny's comments, "Well you better be careful bunny boy or it's your turn!"
The Beast Digimon laughed nervously and uttered his famous saying, "Uh, momentai?"
"Aww come on now Rika. Be nice. Henry was right, you know. I did beat you more than seven times!" Takato joked.
"Well I would have won a whole lot more if it weren't for your stupid Gallantmon card," Rika retorted.
"And you don't use the Sakuyamon card a whole lot too??" Takato remarked.
"Grrr! Rematch again! Best eight out of fifteen!" Rika shouted as she picked up her deck, "Bring it on Gogglehead!"
Henry laughed as his two friends set about beating each other again.
The Plane of Existence, Between Worlds
Unknown Time
"Lord Magusmon, it seems your enemies move to end your plans," A Devimon reported to the gigantic figure sitting atop the throne in the dark realm.
"Hmm, it seems to me that Warmon has gathered powers from the Sovereigns, the Dark Realm and from The God of Death too. And now he seeks to make the humans of Zhuquiomon's pitiful realm able to combat you, milord," a tall thin figure reported. A rumble emitted from the figure and a smirk appeared on the tall digimon's face, "Yes, milord. It is a pitiful attempt to stall your eventual victory. The powers of the Hazard and its co-crests are great but none of them shall match the abilities of the Darkness and Despair you wield."
"Lord Nazrimon, it seems that one of the Time-God's digimon has traced our spy. Shall I dispose of him?" a Devimon asked.
"Send MarineDevimon and a squadron of Divermon. They should keep Astaromon busy while Shouframon takes care of Matsuki and his friends."
Shinjuku Park, Tokyo
19.00 JST
19th August 2006
Takato, Henry and Rika sat around the utility shed, enjoying the summer sun and wondering what else they could do. There weren't too many bio-emergences so their job as Tamers had almost completely disappeared.
But still fate found it prudent to interject the peace of the trio's relaxation with a piercing beeping.
All three Tamers shot to their feet, D-Arcs in hand. The familiar holographic compass lit up and pointed the Tamers to a location not too far from their current spot. Takato punctuated the silence,
"All work and no play, eh."
MATRIX DIGIVOLUTION
GUILMON DIGIVOLVE TO…
RENAMON DIGIVOLVE TO…
TERRIERMON DIGIVOLVE TO…
MEGAGROWLMON!!!
TAOMON!!!
RAPIDMON!!!
"Let's do some damage!" Rapidmon giggled as he took flight and made his way to the bio-emergence site. He soon arrived to see a fully fledged battle ensuing between a tentacled Devimon and a black cloaked warrior. The black cloaked warrior wielded a long thin blade. It seemed too thin to even do any damage but it emanated a great power and burnt MarineDevimon at every slash and stroke. But still the sea demon attacked. And something didn't seem right…
To Be Continued...