A boy with shoulder length raven black hair ran through the streets of a large city, sweat dripping off his forehead. This, Ladies and Gentlemen, is our gogglehead and his name is Chase Logan. "Liz is gonna kill me..." Chase muttered over and over again. There were few things that could truly make a teenager fall on their knees and cry for mercy, one of them was Chase's older sister.
As he ran and ran he decided that his normal route would take too long, so he turned the next corner to try and take a short cut through an alleyway. Yet as soon as attempted to cross the alley, he noticed that the trash dumpsters were scattered, some destroyed beyond anything other than scrap metal. Not a single stray animal or homeless figure remained, only cracks and small craters in the alley remained. Yet there was someone there, a battered and heavily bruised humanoid figure leaned against one of the alley's walls. The creature was around seven feet tall, his hair was blond and his skin blue, his stereotypical biker attire along with a mask that covered most of his upper face did little to make him someone to be pitied, yet at the same time, the humanoid's existence brought something other than fear into Chase's striking blue eyes.
"B-Beelzemon?" The GoggleHead slowly spoke up. Immediately, not 2 but 3 blood red pupils were revealed as the injured humanoid's eyes snapped open. "H-how d-d-do you know m-my name?" Beelzemon asked weakly, yet obviously and failing trying to scare Chase. He tried to reach for one of his guns, he flinched when he tried to take the one on his back, but still reached out for the one strapped to his boot. While the humanoid didn't speak anything else, his mind was in disarray and clouded by suspicion. Could someone as young as that boy be in league with the so called God who took away his family?!
"That doesn't matter, what matters is getting you to someone who can help you." The teen said as he tried to help Beelzemon up. He might not be even half Beelzemon's size, yet he did a surprisingly good job helping the battered figure up.
"G-go away.." Beelzemon groaned, his suspicious of the boy remained. "Too late for me..."
Yet Chase refused to take no for an answer. he lifted the digital demon up to his feet and started leading him to his house, thankfully no cars or people were around to see the oddity that was occurring. Even with the burden of Beelzemon's weight, they managed to arrive in less than fifteen minutes. Thankfully, his older sister wasn't home and his aunt wouldn't be home for awhile. With stubborn effort, he led Beelzemon to his room and put him on his bed.
"Rest up." The boy said, his voice dripping with kindness as oppose to the anger and hatred the demon had become used to hearing. Letting the biker lean on him for so long had tired out Chase, yet he was young and would recover his energy quickly enough.
"T-thank... you..." Beelzemon smiled at the teen as he drifted to sleep. None of his foe's servants could even fake even a hint of the kindness displayed by Chase in those brief minutes they had just gone through. Chase looked at the resting figure with curiosity, yet a new voice cut away the silence, catching him by surprise.
"Ahem." A female voiced said. It was at that moment our well meaning idiot remembered he had a twin.
"P-Patty!? I thought you were hanging out with Jason!" The boy exclaimed as he tried and failed to hide Beelzemon by spreading his arms in front of his bed where the humanoid was currently resting.
"Yeah, I was." The girl said. the girl's hair was a bit longer and far more messy than her brother's going down to her shoulders, she had beautiful brown eyes, even though now they displayed anger, suspicion and well hidden worry for her naive twin. "But I just got home to find a passed out cosplayer in my brother's room. Explain. now." Patty demanded, leaving no room for argument.
"W-well... I found him in an alley and he looked hurt... so I brought him home..." The boy admitted as he nervously rubbed the back of his head. Now that he contemplated the situation, he realized how absolutely stupid it must sound to a bystander.
"Chase, you're an idiot." Patty sighed before letting worry cloud her tone. "He has two guns! What makes you think he wont kill us!?" Unlike her brother, Patty had common sense and was understandably scared of the fact her brother brought home a a complete stranger armed with guns, a tail and 3 red eyes.
"Because, I trust him." Chase stated glancing at the sleeping figure.
"Based off what?!" Patty questioned, now worried for her brother's sanity as well.
"His eyes." Chase said confidently.
"What the hell does that mean?!" Patty almost shouted, but she didn't want to awake the stranger so kept her voice in a moderate volume.
"He has the same look as Aunt Blair..." Chase said. "I-I can't explain it.
"Look! something's happening!" Patty interrupted her naive twin while pointing to Beelzemon.
True to her words, Beelzemon's body was fazing, like a video changing its quality from HD to that of a blurry picture. As the twins stared they saw the armed stranger shatter into yellow particles that drifted in the air for a millisecond before packing themselves in the form of a round blob like form. Then without interval a black and blue phone like device appeared in Chase's hands.
"CHASE LOGAN. YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN." A loud, booming voice announced from the teen's computer, which was now glitching the heck out. "WILL YOU AND YOUR PARTNER WALK THE PATH OF THE REBEL? OR WILL YOU FOLLOW THE EMPEROR? THAT, IS YOUR CHOICE. CHOOSE WISELY." and just like that, the computer blacked out. In those brief minutes since meeting Beelzemon, Chase's life had been changed in ways it would take him years before he even begun to comprehend.
A few blocks away a teenage boy was accompanied by two turquoise red eyed dragons, both were no taller than the teen's belly, yet the greener one was a few inches smaller than the bluish one. Suddenly, the teen took out a blue and green device similar to the one Chase recently received. A message had appeared.
"A new player has entered the game. His partner's a Chibomon." The teen informed his twin partners. With his spiky black hair and obsidian eyes striking against his pale skin while matching his black trenchcoat/hoodie, he looked more like a video-game protagonist rather than a normal person. Not that his reptilian companions helped making him look normal anyways.
"Is he even worth dealing with?" The shorter of the twin dragons questioned with a snort. With gleaming red eyes, it was evident that despite his height, the dragon obviously took pleasure in combat yet was clearly impatient when facing weak opponents.
"While there is no joy in defeating children, he has yet to select a side, until then, he might become either a powerful ally or a troublesome foe," The taller dragon was much calmer than his twin's.
"The digimon is young, it likely holds no loyalties yet. Artur, what is your plan?"
The teen adjusted his black and crimson trench coat and hood. "We wait until he's a rookie. then, we will see if he is worth being recruited." The teen named Artur explained briefly. Truth to be told, he'd rather rush the newbie's growth, yet he knew it would be better to let him develop at his own rate. Seconds later, the twin dragons turned towards the same direction.
"Lead the way." Artur said, but the twins took off before he even got to finish his sentence. He chuckled ad followed after them.
Soon, They found their newest target. A yellow, bipedal fox with purple gloves devoured junk food in a gas station convenience store while two bunnies, one white and green and the other brown and pink, terrorized the clerk behind the counter.
"Humans make great toys!" The white and green bunny twin laughed, by now the poor clerk had fainted, yet the small troublemakers kept kicking the unconscious boy's ribs.
"Much better than anything back home." His sister agreed maliciously. Suddenly, the dragons burst in the gas station growling at the trouble making trio. The fox growled back, quickly throwing the junk food on the ground, chips and MMs scattering across the white floor.
"What is so impor-" The fox began but was cut off by the smaller twin dragon rushing at her and tackling her to the ground, now in combat, a cruel glint appeared on the green dragon's eyes.
"TAIL SMASH!" The dragon yelled. Jumping before spinning 360 degrees and bashing her face with his tail. Even if the fox was already down, the powerful blow forced the furred head back to the floor among the scattered M&Ms and chips. Yet the yellow fox was far from beaten."
"TOUHAKKEN!" The almost kitsune announced as she retaliated with a blazing blue punch. Rolling on the ground in a furious attempt to take down the greenish dragon. Yet the short figure did quick work, jumping to the nearest shelves before throwing the hole thing, including the several metallic cans of canned food upon the yellow fox.
"The bunny twins ganged up on the elder dragon twin, however, they were quickly knocked out. While not as brash as his twin, the bluish dragon worked quickly, rushing between the two rabbits and taking each of their heads in his hands before slamming them on one another than then hurling them at the yellow fox, now trapped beneath the fallen shelf.
The twins smirked at each other, they didn't need any type of twin telepathy to know what to do next, their short orange antlers began to glow red. "G SHURUNEN!" They fired lasers from their mouths which hit the trapped fox and the knocked out rabbits at point blank range.
"Well done." Artur smiled, the twins had grown a long way since their days tripping on each other while in combat. Yet all signs of nostalgia vanished from his face as he saw the dragons' fallen foes, strange energy rings had appeared beneath the 3 creatures.
"Thanks for doing all the work." A boy with red eyes and spiky, red hair said as the defeated digimon vanished into a crimson device like Artur's and Chase's. There was a red bandanna with a purple, flaming skull and cross bones sewn on to his left upper arm. Appearing besides the boy was a small purple dragon about 10 centimeters larger than the blue dragon, a playful smirk on his face. "Those are some strong Dracomon you got there." The purple dragon smiled cheerfully. "I'll have fun crushing them." The purple dragon added with a sadistic smile. Like his partner, a bandana with the flaming skull was strapped to his forearm.
Artur and the Dracomon twins glared at the hunter. They knew that symbol all to well.
"Where did you get that symbol?" The younger Dracomon snarled, baring large shark-like teeth at the redhead and the dragon.
"From the leader of our team of course!" The purple dragon laughed, obviously enjoying the scene.
"That's not possible... NecromBlaze is disbanded..." The older Dracomon muttered as he protectively stood in front of Artur. Even as he tried to look strong, a hint of fear grew in the taller dragon's eyes.
"Let's take this somewhere... interesting." The hunter smiled as the convenience store was filled with light. when the light faded, all that remained within was the toppled shelf and the scattered junk food...
Author's Note:
Well, I really hope you guys liked the first chapter. Yeah I know it's short but I figured that shorter chapters = quicker updates. As some of you may know, this is a reboot of my very first story, Digimon: Omega Tamers. (I left the original up if you feel like cringing. I promise this version will be better!) And there's going to be one big difference right from the get-go, The original was a SYOC story, this is not. Just felt like I'd put it here instead of the description, also, the creators of the OCs will get credit at the end of the AN of the chapter they debut in. I'd like to give a special thanks to Gigabyte, Or BOM as I like to call him, for beta reading this.
Artur Blaze belongs to BEST OC Maker or Gigabyte. Ace "Zero" Darren belongs to Magnamon21.
