Loyalty Lost – The Mysterious Ninth Chosen Child
By Otaku-chan (aniko@otakumail.com)
Written 10/29/2001
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NOTES: This should've been done a long time ago. Say, 5:45 PM (Eastern Standard Time), rather than now – 12:40 AM. ::sigh:: As you can tell, Otaku-chan is one jigoku-of-a procrastinator. (And if you don't know Nihon-go, jigoku means 'hell'.) But it's started. And considering I had this idea about the time when Digimon Adventure began showing in the US, yea, it should've been out a long time ago. But you would've probably screamed at me for doing so at the time, what with the million-and-more ninth *ahem* "digidestined" fanfics out there. And besides, despite the title, this takes place in Zero 2 (Season 2). Which makes it easier on me. No Daikari, though I love that couple just for the humor I can work into it. ::hinthint:: ::shameless plug!:: Read "Release – Daisuke no Koibito" for more. End of ranting. Unless you want to read more for some unknown reason – then go down. But read the story FIRST! Shirimasu? ::reader shakes head:: Dame desu… -_-;;
ADDED NOTE: Generally, Japanese names, American attacks when it comes to the Digimon. Unless SOMEONE can give me all the Japanese attacks… But I doubt it. ::sniff:: ;_; Also, it's been a while since I saw the episode where the following events take place, so if some information is wrong, just take it as my "modified" version of it.
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Prologue – The Distant Faces Fade Away
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Vamdemon grinned maliciously at the hapless duo. The Eighth Chosen Child, known as Yagami Hikari, stood with her back against the wall, shivering in fear at the sight of him. Good. He liked to see the fear that he could strike in the hearts of humans and digimon. Tailmon, that worthless, pathetic specimen of a digimon, guarded her, taking a battle stance. But Vamdemon knew she was out. Tired, weak, and in need of her stupid "crest" – Light. Which the girl could not give in the fear he, Vamdemon, had possessed her with. This was the perfect situation.
If only that Wizardmon-something-or-other were here. Both were traitors to his dark cause. Both must be killed. And for one to see the other dying, that would've been the ultimate pleasure. Besides being in control of both worlds, of course.
As it was, he was stuck with these two. Might as well kill them off before the girl's Light overpowered her fear. He raised his hand to aim a final blow at Tailmon. Poor, shivering, pathetic, weak Tailmon. "Crimson Lightning!" he called, gathering up the red energy to destroy the eighth one. He threw the bolts, knowing he could not miss. He was too close…
"UHH~!" groaned one in pain. It was not Tailmon, or the girl. As the fog partially cleared, he saw the limp form of the second traitor, Wizardmon, lying, and breathing his last words, apparently. He had taken the blow. But it was all too perfect.
The magically-named digimon handed a crest and tag to Hikari. Vamdemon could catch a glimmer of light as she accepted it. No! This wasn't possible! He couldn't move, couldn't reach out to snatch the dreaded crest and tag or digivice from the girl! It was as if time had stopped!
"Tailmon, arigatou. You were my friend… my only friend. Thank you for that…" Wizardmon's voice, already husky and hoarse, trailed off into a series of coughs as he became data once more. Hikari's tears glimmered, and one fell on the digimon's prone form.
"Goodbye, my friend," whispered Tailmon softly. She blinked away any tears she might have, and turned to Vamdemon, a look of utter hate etched out clearly. "VAMDEMON!! YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!! IF IT'S THE LAST THING I EVER DO!" she cried in her despair, rushing at the Dark Master.
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Inside the building Vamdemon had used in his search for the eighth Chosen Child, a little girl woke from the sleeping spell Vamdemon had used from them all. The silence was deafening. Getting up to her feet, one noticed she was about eight years old, with medium-length blue-black hair that stuck out in little pigtails. Making her way through the bodies to the boy who had befriended her while Vamdemon had been going through the line, she crouched next to his limp form.
"D-Daisuke-kun… wake up! Onegai… don't leave me alone here… D-Daisuke-kun," she repeated over and over, shaking his body. The body of the one friend she had.
And then, she felt something. Something from inside her gave a long cry of sadness. He was gone. Not Daisuke, someone else.
There was a draft in the room. Strange, there were no windows and the doors were closed. But she heard it, she felt it. And she heard it say mournfully, "I'll return…"
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OTAKU-CHAN NI OMAKASE: Short. So pitifully short. Especially for a prologue. ::weeps softly:: And it's 1:08 AM. ::sob:: But as you can tell, the aforementioned little girl and Wizardmon are a major part in this fic. So *ahem* ::imitates an announcer's voice:: "Stay tuned for chapter 1!" Saa, I know, it's corny, but gimme a break. ^_^;;