Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. Digimon and all related characters are copyright: Bandai and Toei Animation. So in a way this fanfic belongs to them,
even though I am writing it. This story in available free for reading by the public. Mobile Suit Gundam is copyright Bandai and Sunrise Entertainment. Ragnormon is copyright me though; I did essentially make him up. All rights reserved.
Notice: This fanfic does contain violence, (nothing ultra gory though), minor harsh language, and some use of alcohol. Also I will be using the names of the English version, mainly because that is what I am use to.
Digimon Blaze Episode 1: Enter Ragnormon
It has been two years since the Tamer's battle with the D-Reaper.
Things have been quiet, and with the exception of a few hostile Digimon illegally coming to Earth from the Digital World, the Tamers and their Digimon have seen little combat. And those few encounters with hostiles were ended safely and with no lose of life, Human and Digimon. Life became peaceful, as they wished it to become. However, this peace would soon crumble beneath the fury of a new kind of enemy, a new kind of Digimon. And the Tamers, and their Digimon, would harshly learn how little they actually knew about the Digital World, Digimon, and... each other.
A cold night in February, a rather unruly, wanna-be punk teenage tamer and his Digimon, Devimon, meander down a street that borders a business and residential district in Kyoto.
"Did... you see the... the look on that guy's face..." the tamers attempts to say, he had clearly drank too much of the sake he, and Devimon, had stolen from a small store an hour ago.
"You mean when I appear in front of him..." Devimon finishes. He too has had a bit of the sake.
"What a... loser..." the tamer drunkenly cackles.
Devimon gives out his own chuckle, "Yes..." he stops his statement as he notices a bright light, and fog, appear on the top of a small apartment building a block ahead.
"Whoa..." the tamer says between typical hics, "what is that?"
Devimon smirks, "a victim."
"Alright, lets get 'em."
"Yes... lets."
They both run towards the parking garage, the tamer does a little more staggering than running. Eventually, Devimon gets impatient and lifts his crude tamer to the top of the structure. Landing on the roof section of the garage they notice that the small patch of fog, obviously a digital field,
it quite lit up.
"Okay..." the tamer states while pulling out a digivice that has been marked up with half-hearted tagging, "lets get ready... to rock."
Devimon gears up for a charge, but is surprised by the amount of power that suddenly bursts from the glowing digital field. The burst of light and power seems to incinerate the fog.
"Wha... what is this... power... I've never felt anything like it!" Devimon shouts with tone of dread.
A figure can be seen in the bright white light. The humanoid figure briefly tucks his arms and legs in, only to jerk them back out to dissipate the light,
in a even brighter but quite brief flash. When he does it sends out a minor shockwave, that knocks the drunken tamer down on his back, and makes Devimon cover his face. When the flash disappears from their eyes they see who this new digital visitor is.
The Digimon that just emerged stands tall, around eight feet tall, it is not really possible to tell what type he is by looking at him. He is adorned in extraordinary armor, not like a medieval knight, but more of a futuristic battle suit, or cyborg. He resembles what one might find in a sci-fi anime,
like Mobile Suit Gundam. The armor is not bulky, but more streamline and sleek, it is a metallic silver, with some bronze highlights, however, it does not shine hardly at all. It has obviously seen much of battle. The helmet is modeled after the head garment of a ninja, with a second metal mask shaped like a vampire's top fangs and teeth. His mechanical eyes glow a cold red.
On his back are two swords, both identical, they look to be heavy swords.
The front edge is sharp and curves like a scimitar, the back edge is a row of jagged spikes.
"Come on you piece of..." the punk tamer demands to his digivice as he tries to get data on this intimidated Digimon.
Hearing the tamer complaints, the armored Digimon turns to see his welcoming committee. "I suppose you're here to challenge me to a fight," he states with his deep and soul-piercing voice.
"That's right, I'm going to absorb your data," Devimon responses trying to hide his nervousness.
"Don't bother! You are far to weak and powerless to defeat me, let alone any other Digimon."
"What!? What did you say to me!? Just who do you think you are!?"
Devimon extends his claws and shows his fangs, trying and failing to scare his opponent.
The armored Digimon calmly replies, "I am Ragnormon. And that is all you will know... ever."
"Just take this guy out, Devimon!" the tamer orders.
Devimon starts to charge, however, before he can attack or even really move, Ragnormon charges forward in a blur and with a simple backhand, crushes Devimon's face in. Who vanishes in a quite explosion of red particles. The tamer, shocked at what he just witnessed can only stand before the victor of that pitiful excuse of a fight.
Looking down at the tamer in disgust Ragnormon mockingly states, "Aren't tamers suppose to be the key to a Digimon ultimate potential? Pathetic,
I've meet fresh level Digimon with more power than that poor excuse of a life form."
The tamer runs away as fast as he can, screaming, and also drops his digivice. Ragnormon lets the human go, after all he has more important things to do, then kill some worthless monkey. He turns and looks up at the night sky. It looks black because of all the Kyoto lights drowning out the lights of the stars. He then looks down to see the D-Power of the tamer that just ran away. It's tiny screen fizzles and cracks. Picking it up, Ragnormon looks at it with a cynical sense of pity.
He takes a deep breath, "Can you feel me, Tamers? Can your Digimon feel me?
Can you feel my presence, and my power? I'm here to take everything you know and believe in... AND CRUSH IT BENEATH MY FEET!!" He crushes the digivice in his hand, "DO YOU HEAR ME!?"
Renamon wakes up to the thunder over Shinjuku. She takes a few seconds and can't help but listen to the rain hitting the roof of the traditional Japanese home.
"What was that?" Renamon asks herself quietly, "I could of sworn I heard.
a voice." There is another flash of lightning and clap of thunder. She perks her ears up trying to find out if this would come with a voice as well. She only hears the snap of the lightning.
Renamon shakes her head, a little disappointed in herself. "It was just a dream," she reminds herself. She straightens out her cover, tucks herself in, and tries to go back to sleep. Another flash, this time she catches the lightning moving through the clouds. Rolling on her side she notices Rika,
sound asleep. Someone could blare an air horn next to her and she wouldn't wake up. Understandable though, she did have two long days of tests and studying. Rika has grown quiet a bit in these past years, she's almost as tall as her mother, up to her shoulders. She is becoming older, and is also changing ever so slightly, none the less she is changing, and not just physically, but her personality has shown sighs of change as well. Noting this to herself, makes Renamon oddly uncomfortable. She would go on lying there thinking about her friend, but her suddenly heavy eyelids have other plans. Just before falling asleep she notices that the rain has stopped.
The next morning a scenario familiar to any family is taking place in the Matsuki household.
"Takato wake up," Mrs. Matsuki tells her son as she opens the door to his room. To find him covering his head with his pillow. "Takato, wake up!" she repeats.
Takato responses with a some muffled mumbling, and turns over keeping the pillow covering his head. Mrs. Matsuki is about to go in when she is nudged in the arm by Guilmon. She looks back to see him holding a frying pan in one hand, a pot in the other, and a sly smirk on his face. Getting what the red Digimon has planned Mrs. Matsuki gets her own smirk and quietly backs out of the way. Guilmon tip-toes his way into Takato's room.
He first attempts the gentle method, "Takato, time to wake up, Takato." He gets the same muffled mumbling that Mrs. Matsuki got. "Okay, have it your way."
Guilmon slowly swings his arms out, pan and pot in hand, and then quickly crashes the pan and pot together, right above Takato. "WAKE UP, TAKATO!"
Takato jolts up with a solid yelp. He heart is feels like it is having a boxing match with his chest. He eyes are wide open as he looks at Guilmon.
"Guilmon, what was that for?"
"To get you up."
"Did you have to got to such, extremes?"
"Um... yup."
"Of course, you did."
"Well that got you up," Mrs. Matsuki says with a sense of satisfaction, as she enters the room carrying Takato's school uniform. Takato groans at the sight of the uniform. "Don't complain, after today you'll get a long break."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Takato states as he stands himself up.
"You kids today are so lucky. Your father and I never had any summer break when we were your age. We had to go to school year-round."
"Okay, okay, I get it," Takato takes the uniform that his mother passes to him. He then slogs his way to the bathroom.
Guilmon hears the bell of the bakery door chime, and hurries down to the front counter.
"Someone's here, can you get it?" Mrs. Matsuki calmly yells to her husband.
Mr. Matsuki looks up to see a red streak pass by the doorway, "It's okay,
Guilmon's got it." He can't help but chuckle and be impressed at how serious that Digimon takes his duties around the store.
Upon reaching the counter Guilmon sees the visitors. It is Kazu and Kenta, as well as MarineAngemon, who is on Kenta's shoulder as usual, and Guardromon, who is waiting outside.
"Hey, Guilmon. How's it going?" Kenta says.
Kazu is fussing with his uniform, "Is Takato ready yet?"
"Nope, he just got up," Guilmon replies.
"What? Your kidding?"
"Momentai," Terriermon states his famous catch word, while resting on Henry's head, where he usually is, "...Why are you pulling on your uniform?"
"Because I swear this collar is choking me."
"Sure it is, Kazu," Henry says.
Takato comes down all dressed in his uniform.
Kazu makes one of his usual impatient remarks, "About time, chumly. What were you doing? We've been waiting all morning."
"No we haven't! It's been like two minutes since we got here," Kenta corrects.
"Oh hey guys, just let me grab a bite," Takato grabs a couple of rolls. "Okay, I'm leaving! See ya later, Guilmon."
"Bye," Guilmon gives a little wave with his hand.
"Stay out of trouble," Henry tell Terriermon as he puts him down, "or I'll make you stay with Suzi and Lopmon."
"No! Please, don't I'll behave," Terriermon pleads with a bit of panic.
Henry just laughs and gently pats the rabbit Digimon on the head.
Kenta and Kazu says their 'see ya laters' to their Digimon partners as well.
The tamers must leave their Digimon here because schools have a habit of not liking their students to bring their Digimon, if they have one, with them to class.
Meanwhile, Rika has already gone to school. And after following here from the rooftops to make sure she got their safely. Renamon does her routine of her morning jog, if running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop can be defined as jogging. While doing her run, she notices that she is not alone. There is another traversing the heights of Shinjuku. And this Digimon is fast, after all it can't be a human.
'Who could that be?' Renamon thinks to herself. She decides she's going to follow this mystery Digimon, secretly. She seems to be successful at here stealthy chase at first. The closer she gets to this newcomer the more curious she becomes, however, unknown to her that this is the same Digimon that just caused a small ruckus in Kyoto. This mysterious Digimon is him, Ragnormon.
Renamon is also unaware that he knows she is following him. She is surprised when the one she is chasing suddenly vanishes.
Renamon slides to a halt, "Where he'd go? How'd he do that?" She looks around trying to spot the Digimon she knows nothing about. All she knows is that she now as an uneasy feeling about him.
Ragnormon silently chuckles to himself as he watches Renamon from the shadow of a building rooftop entrance at a distance.
"It would be so easy to kill her now," he says to himself, "but where would the fun in that be? Besides I want to hurt and humiliate them all together."
He watches as Renamon jumps away and does here own vanishing technique. Ragnormon, however, is still able to tell where she is, and silently watches her until she goes out of his line of sight.
"Go on your marry little way for now, because it won't be lasting much longer." Ragnormon walks away and vanishes just before reaching the edge of the building.
Time passes into the afternoon, the final bell to the last day of school,
for three months anyway, rings. Takato, Henry, Jeri, Kenta, and Kazu are all met by their Digimon friends outside the school's walls.
"Man, am I glad that's over," Kazu stretches his arms out.
"I know what you mean," Kenta agrees. "The teachers here aren't as nice as Miss Asaji was..."
"Yeah, yeah, enough about school, any school." Kazu makes sure to interrupt "We're officially on vacation."
"So, you guys stayed out of trouble?" Henry asks looking at Terriermon.
"Of course we did," Terriermon answers, "I mean for crying out loud. It's not like it was in the old days. People don't freak out when they see a Digimon anymore."
"Okay, momentai,"
"Hey that's my catch phrase. I'd wish everybody would quit using it."
"Momentai," Guilmon says.
Terriermon points at Guilmon, "I mean it."
"Momentai," this time it's Guardromon, then Kazu "momentai," then Takato "momentai," and then Kenta "momentai." This pattern continues to Terriermon's frustration.
The group make their way to the Nonaka Residents and find themselves having to wait on Rika and Renamon.
"What's taking them so long?" Kazu complains.
Takato and Henry both wonder the same thing, since Rika taking so long is not something she is know for. Their attention changes to Guilmon after they hear a loud, and familiar, rumbling noise from him.
"I'm hungry..." Guilmon states the obvious.
"You're always hungry," Rika says, before any of the others have a chance to say the same.
"Ri... ka?" Takato says as he notices that Rika is not only wearing her hair down, but also wearing a dress of all things.
Henry can't help but ask, "Is your mom making you wear that?" His, and the others', assumption makes the answer to the question all the more surprising.
Rika answers "No, I picked this one out." She calming walks out the door, turns, and asks "Well, we going or not?"
"She's an imposter," is Kazu's reaction to what just happened.
"No," Jeri corrects, "that's Rika alright."
"Okay," Henry reluctantly agrees, "but since when did she start..."
"Caring about how she looked," Renamon finishes Henry's sentence.
"Uh... yeah..." Everyone notices something different about Renamon as well.
She is wearing a blue tank-top and purple shorts with a Yin-Yang symbol on them, meant to match her gloves.
"Whoa, Renamon what's with the new threads?" Terriermon asks clearly liking her new look.
Renamon sighs, "You can blame Rika's mother," clearly she is not too thrilled with her new, and first, clothes.
Later in the park, where they usually go, Kenta and Kazu do their typical game of Digimon cards as Guardromon and MarineAngemon watch. Takato, Henry, Guilmon, Terriermon, and some of the other friends from school are playing a simplified game of Soccer. Jeri, Rika, and a few more friends are chatting among each other. Renamon, on the other hand, rests in a tree with much on her mind. She feels a small, and warm, weight gently land on her knee. She opens her eyes and sees Calumon staring at her.
"What?" she asks.
"Are you playing dress up?" Calumon asks in return.
Renamon's right eye twitches a little and gives off another sigh, "It's ridiculous. I don't even need to wear clothes, I've got a fur coat. I don't see Rika's mother making the new cat wear clothes." She sighs again, "And.
Rika has changed... quite a bit. I'm starting to feel dis... connect..." She looks at Calumon, who has a quizzical look on his face. "You're not really listening to me, are you?"
Calumon giggles and holds up a sourdough roll, "You should try this, it's really yummy!"
Renamon covers her face with her hand and sighs again. "Okay," she takes the roll and smiles, hiding her the tiny bit of frustration she has. Calumon hops down off the tree and joins Jeri and Rika. Renamon goes to take a bite of the roll, but drops it after the tree shifts. She also hears the sound of a sword cutting through wood. Her perch starts to slide and tilt. She leaps off the falling tree and lands in the open field where the Soccer game was being played.
Everyone's activities are interrupted by this unexpected event.
Takato cannot help but ask, "Whoa, what happened?"
Guilmon growls, "something's coming, something bad."
"Alright, what is it this time?" Rika states with a cocky attitude. "Let's make this quick, Renamon." She pulls her digivice and a few modify cards.
"Terriermon," Henry pulls out his digivice as well.
Takato, Kazu, and Kenta do the same. There is a silent since of dread. The sound of heavy, menacing footsteps comes from the shadows of the foliage.
"Wait, it's that Digimon I saw this morning," Renamon says out loud without realizing it, when she sees the one responsible for cutting the tree down.
Rika seems to ignore what Renamon says and instead demands to the visitor,
"Who are you?"
"My name is Ragnormon," the visitor stands before the tamers and Digimon. He sends shivers down their spines just by being there, "Are you ready?"
"Ready for what?" Rika says with the same cocky attitude.
"To die?"
(To be continued...)