The Christmas Shadow

Author's note: I have been meaning to post a story for a while and my Star Trek one hasn't gotten very far yet, so I decided to post this one. I know it's after Christmas, but I'm writing this for me, not you, so therefore I don't care. It takes place in the third movie but this first chapter is just after New Years after the end of the second movie, when my character first comes to the North Pole and meets all of the elves.

Disclaimer: I am writing this story for my own entertainment and I own nothing except my own character-who is a Digimon, by the way, and I don't own that either, just the character.

They were at Elfcon 1 for the second time in three months. This time was a bit different than the first. This time, the emergency originated from their very own workshop. One of the computers started to act up and as the elves were scrambling to get it working again, a large spider-like monster shot out of it. But as soon as it fully appeared, another creature followed. This one looked almost human, if not for the fact that most of its skin was black (and I mean like the color black) until just under the eyes, the skin around and above the eyes was almost white, it had no visible nose or mouth, cat ears and a big, bushy tail.

The two creatures started battling and the elves dove out of the way. The end result was one creature fading out and another slightly injured. Just before the spider-creature disappeared completely, it lashed out and slashed through the cat-creature's forehead. The elves came out of hiding and immediately ran to the aid of their currently unconscious savior.

When Shadowmon opened her eyes (which were as black as her skin), she found herself surrounded by people she didn't know, but vaguely recognized from her fight with Dokugumon. She sat up and they all backed away.

"They have good reason to be afraid," she thought as she struggled to stand. Finally one of them rushed up and grabbed her when she stumbled and started to fall. It was then that she realized that these people were all very short and child-like. She blinked a few times before attempting to speak.

"Hello," it was the only thing that seemed appropriate to say at the moment.

"Hello," was the simultaneous response she got from what seemed like hundreds of people. Finally, a taller person, who still seemed oddly child-like, stepped forward. He had a stern look on his face which caused the others to back up even farther than when they had realized she was awake.

"Hello, my name is Bernard," he stuck out his hand. "who are you?"

"Uh, my name is Shadowmon, you can call me Shadow" she shook his hand and was bombarded with another chorus of "Hello Shadow" followed by Bernard shouting at them to get back to work.

"If you don't mind me asking, where am I?" He gave her a strange look and asked,

"You don't know?"

"No, I was just following Dokugumon. I was fighting her over in London before she just took off. I honestly don't know where I am." He hesitated before answering.

"You're at the North Pole."

There was a silence and for a moment, Bernard thought he had made a mistake in telling her.

"Oh, okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah, I know all about this stuff. My tamer is a demon."

"Oh. That explains a lot." With that, Bernard proceeded to bark orders at some elves (as she had figured they were since this was the North Pole) to start fixing the broken equipment from the fight.

"Um, since this is mostly my fault, I should help."

Bernard looked at her and shook his head. Then, after telling another elf to bring her to the kitchen, he started walking away. He didn't get far before a machine that had been completely snapped in half lifted up off the ground, reattached itself to the rest of the machine and immediately started working again. He turned around, surprised to see Shadow hadn't moved from where he had left her, and she was staring at him.

"I'm telekinetic," she said simply. "I told you I could help."

What might have taken all day or longer, took only a half an hour at most. The machines and computers and anything else that had been broken or even scratched, was in top working order with only Shadow's powers.

"Would it be safe to assume that Bernard is pleased?" Shadow had to ask as an elf with horn-rimmed glasses and a smile on his face passed by her.

"Are you kidding? This is the happiest I've ever seen him and I've known him for a while. By the way, my name's Curtis." She shook his hand and smiled, or she would have if she had a mouth to smile with.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Curtis." She looked around. Curtis, noticing her distraction, asked what was wrong.

"Nothing, I was just wondering where Santa is."

"Oh, he's on his honeymoon."

"Honeymoon?"

"Yeah, he hasn't been Santa Clause for very long."

"Really?"

"Yep, it all started eight years ago when the last Santa fell off the roof of a man named Scott Calvin…"

A/N: Well I hope you liked it, but if you didn't, that sucks because I don't care. Ratings and reviews are welcome but I'm not pushing for them. The next chapter will be longer. It will be at the beginning of the third movie and will, of course, feature Jack Frost.