Digimon Afterwards

Summary: This Story is set after the deaths of Arukenimon and Mummymon and will explore their adventures after their rebirths in another way: What if they themselves become partners of digidestined? What if the once defeated darkness strikes again, threatening them once more? What if the Demon Corps comes back and what is the secret of the Sea of Darkness? Will Mummymon and Arukenimon find each other again and what has happened to the new guardian of the digital world named Oikawa? Read to find out!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Digimon besides one OC of the later chapters.

Chapter 1: You are not crazy – or am I myself??

She looked through the grated window to outside wondering what the day would bring her and wondering how she had actually came here.

When she remembered, then she got only slack in the stomach and she all the more wanted to get out of here because she was sure that she doesn't belong here at all.

"It is only the best for you!", her parents had said to her when she had been taken to this institution on this fateful day after even all the doctors, psychiatrists and psychologists could do nothing to end her so-called delusions. She already had gotprescribed innumerable medicine, innumerable syringes but it simply didn't want to stop, and the visits that she had during the nights also didn't want to end.

It was dark and it actually should be a safe darkness because she knew that there should be nothing else in her room besides the things that she had already knwon for her entire life - the things which belonged to her, her decoration, the cupboards, her clothes which hung down from a chair, everything was in the usual place.

Your fair hair hung down while she turned around in her bed to the direction of her window, not able to fall asleep fearing that THEY might come again this night.

THEY... they were the monsters that she always saw.

But then again, they didn't seem to be the kind of monster which one would suspect to be living under the bed.

It didn't last very long until she could hear this weak whispering again, which has woken her up from her sleep so very often.

"Who is there??", it immediately escaped her when she suddenly straightened up and stared into the darkness onloy to discover that nothing was there. Frightened and confused, she let herself fall into the bed again, and pulled the blanket over her head only to not hear these whisperings any longer. Just why does she have to hear all these sounds all the time? Wasn't this is a sign that she probably suffers under some kind of mental illness? Perhaps it was schizophrenia? Should she tell anybody about it?

But she was already afraid of the consequences that would follow, because who would dare to believe her if she was the only one to hear these sounds, and when she was the only one who could see the monsters from which all the sounds came from?

She had to make this observation on one day when she was on her way to school as she suddenly noticed this creature at the wayside.

Isabella sighed again because she was bored. She looked at the clock whcih was high above on the wall of the otherwise plain room, in which she only could find merely a bed and a cupboard. There was nothing sharp in her room, with what she would have been able to hurt herself; this had been an instruction of the leading doctors which wanted to only make certain that Isabella couldn't hurt herself if they couldn't find out what exactly was wrong with her.

Perhaps she also was to blame herself for her situation, however. She was too honest, shouldn't have probably not told anybody about that there was something that tortured her. Who knows, maybe she just should have kept quiet about it, and she could have learned how to deal and live with it. She simply could have smiled no matter how it looked inside her and no matter how uncertain the constant encounters with the monsters made her.

What did they actually want of her? And what were they exactly? Were that really monsters, or creatures from another dimension, maybe even extraterrestrials in the end?

But why was she then afraid of them if she couldn't remember that she had ever been hurt by them? Even here it was probably the consequences of which she was irrationally afraid of because she simply didn't know the intentions of the creatures. Up till now she could escape from them, ignore them or flee. But when they became even more obtrusive has gotten her here in the end. She could have lived on in this ignorance if this fateful day hadn't happened... which made her open up towards the people around her, and which caused her to spend her destiny in this room behind a grate which was not at all dissimilar to a prison.

"Hey, will you finally come along?", a voice woke her up and when she looked up, some fair-haired strands fell into her face and obstructed her view a little bit. "One Moment!", she called and grabbed her schoolbag, "so, now we can go!" With that, she ran after her friends, who had already walked some steps ahead to not come to the school lessons too late.

As always they still had enough time for gossip.

But just then whe she didn't listen at all because the memories of the previous night didn't want to let her alone, she noticed this funny creature at the wayside.

Isabella looked up, not understanding, what this was that she saw there. An almost round creature with long ears, without legs and feet but with a big broad mouth and beautiful ruby red eyes.

It simply looked at her, perhaps just two or three steps away from her in a hedge nearby the street.

Shocked, Isabella stopped and her two friends looked back at her, confused. "Isabella, is there something?" but she was incapable also say any word.

"Have you just seen this?", she finally asked her two friends with a hoarse voice which she wouldn't have expected of herself. Confused they looked up to the direction into which Isabella pointed, only to shake the heads afterwards. "Isabella, what shall be there? There's nothing!" "You cannot see this? But one can see it see it totally, this thing is directly in front of us! How can you NOT see this??" "Isabella, are you sick? Do you take medicine or do you have a fever?" "yeah, really, Isabella, if you already see things, you probably should think about getting a rest of some sort so that you feel a little bit better. It's not good if you let all the stress go to your head." "Y-yes, but.." "No buts! Now let's hurry!"

The memory shreds flew around in her head and especially these last sentences reverberated particularly loudly. "Are you ill? Do you need anything? You don't have to let it go to your head!" had been exactly the things which she never wanted to hear again.

When she had her look curved to outside, she noticed that the darkness had sunk over the country. Soon, the male nurses would come with the dinner just like with another syringe which she detested so much.

She hardly thought this when she already heard a clicking at the door. When it opened, she could already see two male nurses dressed in white, the one with a medical suitcase, the other one with a tray with meals in the hands. Her look fell on the meal which was a stew, which could be spooned up so that one needed to use no knives and fork. Everything only so that she couldn't hurt herself.

"So, Isabella, we wish you a good evening ", one of the male nurses addressed her, " you already know the expiry here, isn't that right? We must give you the injection first, and after it you can already eat. I hope that this is okay for you?"

She didn't even have to nod because they wouldn't have waited for her answer anyway. They just came into the plain room, directly to the girl, grabbed her by the arm, while one of them pulled up the sleeve of the top. set the syringe and already squeezed out what was inside of it. She panted open because it came a little sudden but the procedure already was over. They out the meal for her on the table and sat down to watch her eat it just to take the empty plate back with them later on. In the meantime, she perhaps could have talked with them but why should she and about what should she if they didn't want to believe her anyway. No-one wanted to believe her. No-one would ever believe her.

Later, she simply would fall asleep.

A gigantic ball-similar shape had followed her up to the school building, of this one she was quite sure. She had seen this creature, became afraid and has run away loudly. When she leant against the wall, she noticed the heat on her cheeks. God, how embarrassing was it that she was behaving like this already and screaming like a little child. She had never done this but this shape was simply terrifying. It was that it still pursued her and this was particularly worrying. Not only that, it seemed to pursue her specifically for some time already.

The fair-haired girl moved her glasses a little bit before she dared to look up.

But when she did, she couldn't believe who stood in front of her.

The creature looked at her with with eyes hidden behind these sunglasses; his short gray hair on the side of his ears and his beard blew a little in the wind.

She all of a sudden opened the eyes. Just what kind of noise has that been now?

Suddenly she could hear the clatter of feet of the staff of the station, also excited whispering when they walked by. She got up from her bed quietly, stood up and put an ear on the door to eavesdrop.

"Shouldn't we bring the patients to safety?" "Why, it is all in best order anyway!" "It isn't! I have seen them myself, these monsters! And we wouldn't have gotten these instructions if there really wasn't anything!" "Hm, that's true. But be quiet. We don't want the patients to get worried. Simply execute the orders. Safeguard the walks and keep your eyes open." "Yes!"

When the fair-haired girl heard this, she couldn't believe it. Monsters? Here in the institution? What did this have to mean? And the staff knew about it? At all events one of them had seen a monster, whatever kind it might have been.

"No worry ,you don't have to be afraid, nothing will happen to you."

When she heard this voice so near, she jumped aside so that her glasses fell off her nose. Immediatly she could see nothing through the veil of her weak eyes any more and all she really noticed was something like a red light in the big plain room. Isabella bent, felt on the dark ground after the glasses anyway and before she could find her necessary seeing help she could feel that something pushed it back onto her nose. "Oh, thank you so much." "Oh, no problem", said a fireball with deep blue eyes beside her.

Isabella immediately yelled out when she saw the creature but then she put a hand over her mouth so that the nurses wouldn't notice the commotion. It was better for different reasons for her if she remained quiet. But she also had been frightened by the creature in front of her.

It looked like a little fireball, had deep blue eyes with a mouth which seemed sewn up by a thread.

Intimidatedly the fair-haired girl pressed herself to the wall almost already as if she had the firm will to merge with it and and the little fireball looked at her only silently, tilting the head. "What is wrong with you? Have I frightened you?" Before she could say anything, she looked around the room, to check if there weren't any more monsters in the room which wasn't the case.

Even though her heart beat up to her neck, she decided that the creature in front of her could have already hurt her if it really intended to harm her.

"I am sorry that I have been so afraid. I only have ... seen such creatures to often and it always has scared me to death." "Really?", the monster asked curiously, and tilted its head again, "that might be, special human children can see us Digimon far better than others." "Digimon? What is a Digimon?" "I am a Digimon." "Okay, and what exactly is a Digimon? Do you all look like monsters? Or are there essential differences?" The small Digimon looked at the girl with big astonished eyes before it expired into a confused stuttering. "Ehm, eh ... I ... I ... I dunno how to explain all of this to you..." it began, but then Isabella interrupted the creature: "I still beliebe that I simply imagine all of this, you know? I mean, I am in a lunatic asylum, then I just have to be lunatic, right? And all of these creatures, these Digimon which have followed me everywhere... which reason should they have for doing so?" "I don't know...", the fire creature said in an even more thoughtful tone, "...hm, but as far as I can think for a reason..it.. ehm.. it might be that ..that you have something that they want to have." "And what shall that be? I just want to be left alone, in peace. Is that so hard to understand? It is hard enough to know that I am in a lunatic asylum already, but the view that it might never stop isn't actually something that cheers me up." Isabella made a gesture saying no and the little creature in front of her winced briefly before it asked: "Are you mad at me because I have appeared before you so suddenly?" The girl looked up and looked thoughtfully at the creature while it was looking at her unsafely with the big blue eyes.

If she thought about it, then this creature, a so called Digimon was the only one that she wasn't afraid of - to the contrary, she was sure that this creature wouldn't harm her, that is was even kind and nice. "No, I am not angry with you", she said as an answer before she asked: "What is your name? I am Isabella, nice to meet you." The expression on the face of the monster brightened before it gave beamingly as an answer: "I am Demimeramon! I am so pleased to have met you Isabella!" It hopped joyfully on the place before it remarked how the girl in front of him extended her hand towards him. Demimeramon questioningly looked at the hand while the fair-haired girl was giving only shyly for an explanation: "Naja ... it shall be a handshake, do you understand? For some kind of celebration that we have met." "Ah, I understand! But don't I burn you if we shake hands?" "Hm, this is what I wondered right now as well.... but then again, if you were able to push the glasses onto my nose again without burning me, I guess that a handshake will not hurt either." "G-good, if you think so."

Demimeramon raised his fiery hand and put it carefully on the one of Isabella.

A strange feeling flashed accross her and she already believed that she has been wrong and that the fire creature had burned her hands after all, when she saw this sudden flash of light. She opened the eyes, only to see how Demimeramon suddenly grew under a bright light -- his flames got bigger, beat around himself and she could see as it retreated and changed his form as if he were made of fluent wax.

She made her way to to the wall once more and clung to it like to a life preserver. What to the hell was the matter again now? What happened to her new little friend ???

As soon as the lightning had disappeared, she couldn't see Demimeramon any more because the little fiery ball with the deep blue eyes had disappeared. Instead, she saw a monster standing there now which... yes, which looked just like a candle with stand. It had two red eyes, and on his head a flame burned which looked just like a small Demimeramon.

Once more, it costed her much strength not to simply yell out, but the new monster calmed her: "Isabella, don't be afraid, it is only me!" "Who are you??", the girl exclaimed, "And what have you done to Demimeramon!!??" "I tell you, it is me!", the candle creature just said, and then it said a word with which she could begin nothing. "I have digivolved, that is all." "Digi-what?" "I have digivolved and all this thanks to you!" "That... doesn't help me in the least and it also doesn't answer my question at all." "It is me, Candlemon! That means, I was Demimeramon before, and now that I hve digivolved, I am called Candlemon." "I don't think I understand now.. why did you change your shape?" The candle looked at her confused. "eh.. I, I don't know.. but I only know that it happened thanks to you! Yes, right, it happened only thanks to you!" "I wouldn't know what I would have to do with that ...I only have touched you and then it happened.." "Maybe it is because of that..." "Hm?" "Maybe this is the reason why you have been followed by all kinds of Digimon, right? Maybe because they know that you have the power to let them digivolve?" "I have the power to let them digivolve??", the girl asked confused and even when she always wished for an explanation for her situation, this wasn't exactly helpful or what she always wanted to hear.

"I think, that you mix something up there ... how one I can have this funny strength if I am a quite normal girl and still to this, one which is ... caught in the lunatic asylum because everyone thinks she is crazy ..."

"Then I help you."

"What?"

"Then I help you to get out of here!!"