In the name of Allah, the most Gracious, the most Merciful
Story by Green Garden
Power of the Mystics
Chapter 1: "Scouting Earth"
A stripped black and purple skunk stared out at the ocean, with the waves rippling across the water. The wind gently swayed the skunk's air. He closed his purple eyes, and he had his arms folded on his stomach.
"Conquest of the Digital World is complete." The skunk muttered.
"Excuse me master, but what about Sacred Star Island?" A dragon inquired.
"Sacred Star Island is an impenetrable island haven here in the Digital World. I don't have any plans of conquest for it Tromon." The skunk replied.
"Excuse me master but then why were you staring towards the island?" A fox questioned.
The skunk glared at the fox. "It would be best not to question me Mistmon. We are to return to the Ace Palace and prepare to enter Earth."
The skunk walked away with Tromon, Mistmon and an army behind him...
"Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatu allahi wa barakatu." A teenage boy whispered, turning his head to the right.
"Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatu Allah." The teenage boy whispered, turning his head to the left.
The teenage boy stood up and picked up his prayer rug. He was in an isolated area in the orphanage's library. The boy had blonde long hair and green eyes. He was one of numerous orphans in the Meric Orphanage. He wore a blue cap turned around on his head, a blue sweater, a blue cape and purple sport pants. He picked up his eyeglasses from a nearby table since he was near-sighted and he was an intellectual. He put on his blue sport shoes.
"Well, well, well. What was that all about Elzom Greenglade?" A voice asked.
The 15-year-old boy jumped startled. He turned towards the voice and rolled his eyes. It was the leader of Salunaic Clan, 17-year-old Jereiph Scorpion. He wore gangster clothes, with a chain necklace around his neck and he kept his blonde hair short and messy. He had blue eyes. He had a Salunaic Clan tattoo on his right upper arm.
"Something you won't understand Jereiph." Elzom replied.
"Are you saying he's stupid?" Frisnee asked.
Frisnee Salunaic was the only female of Salunaic Clan, and she was wild with both Jereiph and Jereim. She was the same age as Jereiph. She wore revealing clothes, and she had red long hair that was spread with blue eyes. She had a Salunaic Clan tattoo on her right breast.
Elzom's left eye twitched. "I keep my opinion to myself."
He started walking towards them, but Jereiph put his arm in the way. Elzom sighed. He handed over his red prayer rug to Jereiph.
"Here you go. You can take it, because I don't need it." Elzom informed.
Taken by surprise, Jereiph took the prayer rug and lowered his arm. Elzom walked pass him and Frisnee, avoiding any fight with them.
'I really hate her! Frisnee gets on my nerves so much!' Elzom thought complaining. 'Oh Allah, calm my thoughts and let me control my feelings.'
"Are you O.K. Elzom?" A voice questioned in concern.
Elzom opened his eyes. "Samonara! ... Just a brush with Salunaic Clan."
Samonara smiled. "Were you praying?"
Elzom nodded. "Yeah. Alhamdullah I finished before they arrived... or they might have been watching all along."
"Do you have other prayer rugs?" Samonara asked, noticing that Elzom didn't have the rug and that Jereiph did.
Both Jereiph and Frisnee walked by the two of them chatting with each other. Elzom answered only after they left the library.
"Yeah. I have plenty alhamdullah. The red one wasn't my favorite... Do you need my help in something?" Elzom inquired.
"Actually, yes. I was looking for you because I've wanted to start praying and I needed you to help me with that." Samonara replied.
She was a 14-year-old with black long hair, which was covered under her black Hijab. She had green eyes, and she wore a green gown with blue pants.
Elzom nodded. "I can help you with that. There are some things I could teach you now. Want to come with me to our dorm?"
Samonara nodded. "Sure... But only for you to help me with prayer stuff."
Elzom chuckled. "Of course."
The two teens maneuvered their way through the orphanage's library and Elzom waved at the orphanage's janitor that was cleaning the library's floor. The janitor was Mr. Jeff Steamoxide. Jeff smiled and returned the wave. The two teens walked out of the library, heading towards one of the dorms of the orphanage...
"Why the hell did you take his prayer rug?" Jeramel exclaimed.
Jeramel Avenger was 16-years-old with white short hair and blue eyes. He had a Salunaic Clan tattoo on his left thigh.
"Yeah. You just let that freak of a Muslim pass you like that!" Jereim remarked.
Jereim Salunaic was 17-years-old with white long hair and brown eyes. He wore gangster clothes like Jereiph and had a Salunaic Clan tattoo on his right upper arm.
"It was embarrassing." Frisnee agreed.
The Salunaic Clan was all together under their tree in the orphanage's yard. One of the orphans all alone under a nearby tree was keeping his eye on them with his arms folded. He was African with black long hair and black eyes. He wore a red shirt, black shorts and black sport shoes. Jereiph noticed him and narrowed his eyes.
"What is it negro?" Jereiph asked.
The African grinned. "... Where did you get that prayer rug?"
"What's it to you?" Peter exclaimed.
The African sighed, approaching the Salunaic Clan. He stopped right in front of Jereiph, glaring at him.
"We got it from Greenglade Feroan. Elzom gave it to us voluntarily; we didn't take it by force." Frisnee explained.
"Ah. Outwitted by a Muslim. I like that." Feroan smiled. "Hand his prayer rug back or you're in trouble."
"Are you threatening me?" Jereiph asked, his eyes glaring.
"Haven't I always?" Feroan replied.
"You motherfucker!" Jeramel yelled, going for a punch.
Feroan easily side-stepped the punch. He grabbed Jeramel's arm and pushed him to the ground on his face. Jeramel moaned in pain when he hit the ground. Feroan didn't take his eyes off of Jereiph.
"I see I'll be taking it back the easy way, which is personally my favorite." Feroan grinned.
"What is going on here?" A voice demanded.
Jeramel quickly got to his feet and stood in front of Mrs. Eve Helmina, who was the founder and director of the orphanage.
"Mrs. Helmina!" Jeramel wailed. "Feroan Spenian is bullying us again!"
The director laughed. "... Is this true Mr. Spenian?"
Feroan didn't respond but he did snatch the red prayer rug out of Jereiph's hands, taking him by surprise.
"Mr. Spenian!" Eve exclaimed.
Feroan winced. "Yes Mrs. Helmina?" He asked.
She shook her head. "Follow me please Mr. Spenian."
"Yes Mrs. Helmina." Feroan nodded, approaching Mrs. Helmina.
Mrs. Helmina led him back to the orphanage, while Feroan heard the Salunaic Clan laughing behind his back. He decided he would deal with them twofold the next time he was able to. He was just glad that he was able to snatch Greenglade's prayer rug back. Feroan knew the younger orphan was a Muslim, but he still respected him, even though he didn't understand or ask about what Greenglade did as a Muslim. The orphanage's director led Feroan back to her office in the orphanage. She closed the door behind her, while Feroan took a seat in front of the office desk and put down the red prayer rug.
Eve noticed the prayer rug and she glanced at Feroan. She walked towards her office desk and took her seat behind the desk, staring at Feroan.
"What was that all about Feroan?" Eve questioned.
"From what I understand Elzom gave Jereiph and Frisnee this prayer rug of his. I was just going to take it from them and give it back to him." Feroan explained.
Eve nodded. "I know of Mr. Greenglade's practices in Islam here in Meric Orphanage and I really don't mind it. I like it that he found something that he belongs in. I also know that Mr. Greenglade has numerous other prayer rugs other than that. What exactly do you know about what happened between Salunaic and Elzom?"
Feroan shook his head. "I wasn't there when it happened. I just heard of what happened through Frisnee."
"We'll go see Mr. Greenglade then and hear for ourselves what happened from him. You can then give Mr. Greenglade his prayer rug back. Don't be surprised if he accepts it or not. I haven't allowed my orphans to name themselves or give themselves family names for nothing Feroan." Eve remarked, standing up.
The director walked towards the door and opened it. She turned back to Feroan.
"Come now. We'll look for Mr. Greenglade and hear what happened." Eve decided, waiting at the open door.
Feroan picked up the red prayer rug from the office desk and walked out of the office. Eve closed the office door behind her and with Feroan walked towards one of the dorms in the orphanage where Elzom, Feroan and Samonara all shared the dorm with some other orphans including Jereim and Jolin of Salunaic Clan...
The skunk entered the portal room. Numerous Datamon and Mekanorimon were around dealing with machines and looking at stuff. There was a portal in the middle of the room with wires hooked up to it. The room was huge and circular with dim lights around the room. Tromon, Mistmon, another codelimin and a Gazimon were with the skunk.
"Is the portal ready Vademon?" The skunk asked.
"Yes Master Acemon. Are you going to Earth now?" The alien inquired.
"Not me. Tromon, Mistmon, Dreadincemon and Gazimon are all going. Tromon, Mistmon and Dreadincemon are going only to scout Earth a little and report back, so keep the portal open where they enter Earth. As for Gazimon, he's going to cause some trouble on Earth." The skunk, known as Acemon explained.
"And Gazimon's location is to be different from Tromon's, Mistmon's and Dreadincemon's master?" Vademon asked.
"Indeed Vademon." Acemon replied.
Vademon nodded. "I'll have the portal ready for Tromon, Mistmon and Dreadincemon right away... As for you three, please step up towards the portal but don't step in."
The three codelimin did as they were told.
"Have you tested this thing yet?" Dreadincemon inquired, turning to Vademon.
Vademon was at one of the controls. He shook his head.
"This would be the first." Vademon replied.
"What?" The three minions exclaimed.
"... The portal is ready." Vademon informed.
"We're not going! Master please..." Mistmon pleaded.
Acemon watched with amusement and just shrugged.
"Mekanorimon, if you may." Vademon requested.
Mekanorimon nodded, and took his place behind the three codelimin.
"Oh shit." Dreadincemon muttered.
Mekanorimon swung his large machine arms into the three minions, slapping them into the portal, with them screaming into it. Their voices faded away once they had entered the portal.
"... Changing the location for the second travel." Vademon muttered. "Please step up Gazimon."
Without any hesitance, the rabbit stepped up in front of the portal.
"Target set." Vademon glanced up. "You're clear for entry Gazimon."
Without any assistance from Mekanorimon, Gazimon stepped into the portal silently and vanished. Acemon nodded.
"I'll be in Sorcerimon's Ivory Tower watching on how they're doing, if his crystal ball shows anything." Acemon informed.
Vademon chuckled. "Yes master. I'll close the Gazimon's portal of entry, but keep the portal of entry of the other three open."
Acemon nodded, and walked out of the portal room...
"So basically you'd need to be facing the Qibla in Mecca every time you pray no matter where you are." Elzom explained.
He was sitting on his bed, with Samonara Silverstar beside him, listening quietly. She nodded quietly.
"Thanks Elzom." She smiled, lowering her head.
"It's nothing." Elzom shrugged.
"... Ms. Silverstar?" A familiar voice inquired.
Both Elzom and Samonara looked towards the door and saw the director and another orphan they were familiar with. Elzom saw that Feroan was carrying his red prayer rug with him. Elzom figured that Feroan took it back somehow from Salunaic Clan.
"Yes Mrs. Helmina?" Samonara asked.
Eve blinked, walking into the dorm with Feroan.
"What are you two doing here all alone?" The director asked.
"Elzom was just sharing some knowledge about some practices in Islam." Samonara replied.
"... Is that my prayer rug Feroan?" Elzom asked, looking at the African.
Feroan nodded. "Yes. I took it back from Salunaic Clan."
"Thank you." Elzom thanked. "I have plenty of others. I didn't need it brought back, but I do appreciate your effort and thoughtfulness."
Feroan smiled, and lowered his head shrugging. He held his arm out that was holding Elzom's prayer rug. Elzom took his prayer rug. He giggled.
"This can be a good prayer rug "victim"... That is if Jereiph would fall for it again." Elzom muttered.
"We need to hear from you Mr. Greenglade of what happened between you and Salunaic Clan." Eve informed.
"Of course Mrs. Helmina. I'd be glad to share it." Elzom responded.
Elzom quickly explained to Eve and Feroan what happened between him, Jereiph and Frisnee.
"So they were watching you pray." Feroan muttered, rubbing his chin.
"It was a good away of avoiding a conflict with them Elzom. I'm proud of you for that." Eve smiled, gently caressing Elzom's hair.
A few moments later and Mrs. Helmina got up and left the dorm. Feroan soon followed the director out of the dorm silently. Elzom felt someone staring at his back and noticed the 14-year-old Jolin Salunaic who was Jereim's younger blood brother with white short hair and green eyes. He had the Salunaic Clan tattoo on his back. Samonara noticed Elzom staring at someone and she turned her head, also noticing Jolin. Her eyes became gentle.
"Jolin." She whispered.
Jolin blinked and quickly rushed out of the dorm. Samonara sighed, shaking her head. She turned her head towards Elzom.
"How long do you think he was there?" Samonara inquired.
Elzom shrugged. "No idea. Jolin isn't like his older brother or the rest of Salunaic Clan."
Samonara nodded. "Yep. He might've only joined the clan to be with his older brother and because his older brother was in it."
"... Do you think he'd report back to Jereim or Jereiph?" Samonara asked, whispering.
"Depends on what he heard, but I doubt it." Elzom replied, shaking his head...
"... Whistlebow." Coronamon whispered, in the Twins Bedroom in the Whistlebow Mansion.
"What is it Coronamon?" Gentra inquired, whispering.
Coronamon sniffed. His eyes widened.
"There's another codelimin. This one is trouble." Coronamon informed.
Gentra Whistlebow was the older twin and brother of the wealthy Whistlebow Twins. He was 16 with black short hair and blue eyes. He wore a red shirt and orange shorts. His young twin sister was in their bedroom with her older twin brother and his copedam. She was Tanumia Whistlebow with black short hair and blue eyes. She wore a pink dress with white clouds, black sports pants and a pink skirt.
"Brother does he mean you two are going to go after that codelimin?" Tanumia asked.
Gentra nodded. "Yes Tanumia. You can't come. Cover for me and wait until I return."
Tanumia nodded. "Sure thing twin."
Gentra grabbed his orange D-Meric digivice. He opened the window, and the cool breeze blew through the bedroom. Tanumia hugged herself shivering. Coronamon jumped through the window and landed unharmed on the ground. He kept watch on the ground, waiting for his human to catch up with him. With a final leap, the older Whistlebow twin landed on the ground near his copedam.
"Lead the way Coronamon." Gentra whispered.
Coronamon nodded. Gentra kept a lookout following his copedam. The two first left the mansion grounds...
Tanumia watched her twin brother and his copedam leave the grounds. She sighed.
"I know you like having a copedam dear brother." Tanumia smiled.
It was almost time for dinner but Tanumia decided to go downstairs and into the kitchen to get a snack. The kitchen was empty and Tanumia walked to the refrigerator opening it.
"Tanumia Whistlebow?" An unfamiliar feminine childish voice asked.
Tanumia jumped around startled. Her eyes widened when she saw the codelimin in the kitchen staring at her. A black D-Meric digivice was on the counter in front of the codelimin.
"Hey Ms. Tanumia! I'm Lunamon! I'm Coronamon's twin sister and I'm your copedam! This is your D-Meric digivice." Lunamon greeted, nodding towards the black D-Meric.
Uncertain how to respond, Tanumia slowly closed the door and slowly approached the counter. Tanumia slowly took her D-Meric and stared at it. Lunamon smiled. Voices were heard heading towards the kitchen and Tanumia's eyes widened...
Coronamon and Gentra navigated through the city without being seen until they arrived in the city park. Coronamon eagerly followed the scent only he could smell and knowing that threat was behind a bush; Coronamon stared at it narrowing his eyes and rushed towards it, jumping over it. Coronamon landed on the other side of the bush and turned towards the scent's owner.
His human quickly followed him through the bush. Gentra blinked when he saw a rabbit. The rabbit grinned.
"Well, well. It seems I'll have some real fun after all! Those nasty humans were nothing. They thought they were gangsters when they were wussies running back to their mommies. Want to fight human?" The rabbit questioned, grinning.
"Who is he?" Gentra whispered.
"Gazimon. I can take him myself Whistlebow." Coronamon informed.
"O.K. Be careful." Gentra muttered.
Gazimon rushed at Coronamon. Coronamon smiled.
"Petit Prominence!" Coronamon yelled.
An identical clone split from Coronamon, and punched Gazimon hard in the face. The two Coronamon charged the fallen rabbit.
"Coro Knuckle!" The two Coronamon yelled.
Gazimon was punched away, rolling on the ground.
"The fastest battle I've ever had, even though it's my first here on Earth. Corona Flame!" The two Coronamon yelled.
The two Coronamon shot out flames from their wristbands, colliding with Gazimon and quickly deleting him. The clone quickly merged with Coronamon with Coronamon being one again.
"That's it?" Gentra asked. "Is there any other threat?"
Coronamon sniffed the air for a moment, and his eyes widened. "A threat even more dangerous than Gazimon!"
"Go! It might be more powerful than you so we'll remain hidden." Gentra whispered.
"There are three of them. Two are juvenile and the third is migration." Coronamon whispered, navigating carefully through the park.
Gentra followed his copedam silently...
"Who was that?" Acemon inquired, pointing at Coronamon in the crystal ball.
"I believe that's Coronamon master. He's the juvenile form of Apollomon..." Sorcerimon paused.
"Apollomon of the Olympus Twelve!" Acemon gasped.
The crystal ball blurred into clouds, then cleared again showing Mistmon, Tromon and Dreadincemon scouting the park, with Coronamon and Gentra watching them closely and remaining out of sight. Acemon smiled.
"It seems those three are going to succeed." Acemon remarked.
"Do you think we've scouted enough Dreadincemon?" Mistmon asked.
In the crystal ball the three stopped, and out of sight, Coronamon and Gentra also stopped. Dreadincemon rubbed his chin.
"Yes. I think this is enough. Let's head back to the portal, but first... Penta Wing!" Dreadincemon yelled.
He released his attack towards the hiding Coronamon and Gentra. The two gasped and rushed away, ducking their heads. Acemon laughed, watching in amusement. He noticed that while Coronamon and Gentra were being distracted by the attack, Dreadincemon, Mistmon and Tromon rushed away out of their sight. Penta Wing exploded on the ground a few yards in front of Coronamon and Gentra harmlessly.
"That was too close." Gentra gasped.
"Don't you think we should head back to your mansion now Whistlebow?" Coronamon asked.
In the crystal ball Gentra nodded.
"Yes. Let's head back before we get my younger twin sister worried." Gentra decided.
The two carefully walked out of the park without being seen, and the crystal ball became cloudy.
"I'll return to the portal room to welcome my minions back. Summon me if something comes up on your crystal ball." Acemon informed, leaving the room.
"Yes master." Sorcerimon nodded...
A hand appeared from out of the window and Tanumia gasped, rushing towards the window and looking out. She was just able to get Lunamon into her wide closet in the bedroom. She was caught in the kitchen, but thankfully Lunamon wasn't. Coronamon waved up to her from the ground. Smiling, Tanumia waved back, and moved aside to let her twin brother in. There was a knock on their door from the outside, and Gentra fell onto his face. He quickly got up and turned towards the window, looking down. He gestured for Coronamon to remain where he was. Coronamon nodded.
Gentra turned around in time to see their butler, Travis Jawhiz, peek into the bedroom.
"Young master and lady, your parents request you to attend the meal downstairs." Travis informed.
"Yes. Thank you Jawhiz." Gentra nodded.
"Tell our parents we'll be down shortly." Tanumia requested.
"Yes young lady." Travis nodded, closing the door behind him.
"Get Coronamon back up quickly. I'm going to go downstairs." Tanumia informed.
"I'll be down as soon as I can sis." Gentra assured.
Tanumia nodded and walked out of the bedroom. She was excited that she had a copedam, and one that was her twin's twin! Lunamon remained loyally quiet listening to the conversation in Tanumia's wide closet. Lunamon had her human's D-Meric safely in her hand. Gentra looked out the bedroom window and urged his copedam up into the bedroom. Gentra waited until Coronamon was in his bedroom.
"Coronamon, I'm going to have a meal with my family downstairs. You think you can handle yourself for an hour or so?" Gentra inquired.
Coronamon shrugged. "Don't worry Whistlebow. This isn't the first time. I'll be careful."
"Good." Gentra nodded, leaving the bedroom...
COMING UP! CHAPTER 2: THE MYSTICS CLAN