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Fire-Part I
Deep under the Digiworld, a realm of fire exists. Though nobody on the surface knows of it, as anyone who attempted to reach it was burned to a crisp before they could set foot in the realm of fire.
Only one being could possibly survive in such a harsh place-the one who controlled fire. Her hair was as red as the flames that always surrounded her and her eyes were a deep brown. If any other being were able to enter Fire's realm, they would have difficulty seeing her, as her skin was the same color as the flames, making her perfectly camouflaged. She wore a simple dress with a flame pattern at the bottom in varying tones of crimson and gold. The top of the dress also sported the flame-like pattern and had bits of red and yellow chiffon dangling from the neckline.
Laughter rang through the fiery realm as Fire thought of her foe: eight children and eight Digimon. She was surprised the children had been able to defeat Devimon, let alone Water.
Though she thought it ludicrous, Fire didn't underestimate the children or their Digimon. She knew she could not be too bold and daring as Water had been. That had been her undoing. But then again, it was to be expected of Water. She was the youngest of the elements and her mind had possessed thoughts that were an object of ridicule to Earth, Wind and herself.
Her laughter abruptly halted as she prepared herself for her plan.
Devimon was correct in assuming they were strong when united. But his method of splitting them up was ridiculously simple. Oh, no, my method will make his look like child's play, Fire thought.
In a burst of fire that was particularly bright, Fire disappeared from her realm and teleported herself into the children's small campfire.
The campfire erupted high into the air and Fire calmly stepped from the flames, shaking embers from her hair as though they were nothing more than droplets of water.
She walked to the nearest child and Digimon-a boy with blue hair and glasses lying alongside a white seal-like Digimon-and tossed them into the fire.
They didn't burn, Fire had made sure of that. She realized with a malicious smile that these would be the first to survive in her realm.
She moved on to a girl with a blue hat with brown hair sticking out from underneath it that was lying next to a pink bird-like Digimon and tossed them into the fire as well.
Soon, all sixteen humans and Digimon had been thrown through the fire and Fire herself stepped into the flames.
The campfire suddenly imploded in on itself and died into nothing more than glowing embers illuminating the now empty meadow...
~*~
Joe stirred in his sleep and wiped sweat from his forehead without opening his eyes.
It's hot today in the Digiworld, he thought.
He opened his eyes expecting to be in the same meadow he had camped in with his friends but his eyes were met with something quite different.
Gone was the grassy meadow. In its place was a place that was full of fire. He was in a cage made of fire and after a moment he realized he was sitting in fire.
"Yah!" he cried, jumping up in surprise. It took him a moment to realize that the fire that was falling from the ceiling of the room and the fire on the floor of the room weren't burning him. It was only giving off a lot of heat.
Tentatively, he touched the fire-bars of the cage he was in, and then drew back his fingers with a shout. The bars burned him like fire was supposed to.
Where's Gomamon? He wondered. What happened to everyone?
He looked into the reaches of this new place he was in and saw something that looked odd. Upon squinting, Joe saw that the thing that had looked so odd was actually a pair of dark brown eyes watching him.
For the third time, he let out a shout.
The eyes came closer to him and the person they belonged to slowly appeared: Fire.
"Hello, Reliability," Fire smirked.
"What did you do to my friends?" Joe demanded, staying well away from Fire.
Fire stepped through the bars of the cage as though they were nothing more than a beaded curtain and replied: "if I were you, I would worry more about my own safety than that of the others."
"Thank you for answering my question," Joe muttered.
"You are in no position to be arguing with me," Fire calmly stated. "Now then, you are going to wait here until I come again for you and then you will meet your unexpected demise as will your other friends."
"Where are they? What did you do to them?" Joe shouted.
Fire walked back through the bars of the fire-cage purposely ignoring Joe's question.
"Oh, and before I leave you to 'say your prayers' as they call it, a parting gift," Fire stated, tossing a few small embers onto Joe as she once again disappeared into the flames of her world.
He cried out in pain, but was also a bit thankful that that had been all he received. He had seen Water in action and had no desire to see Fire at her most powerful state.
~*~
Tentomon woke in much the same predicament as Joe: isolated in a cage of fire. But unlike Joe, he could hear a familiar voice calling out.
It's Gabumon, he realized.
"Gabumon, I'm here, too!" Tentomon shouted. "Where exactly are you?"
Gabumon's voice answered back: "Tentomon? At the moment I cannot be of much service to Matt or any of the other Digidestined. I am in a cage of fire."
"So am I," Tentomon called back. "Do you know if anyone else is here?"
"You are the first to respond to my calls," Gabumon answered.
Tentomon sighed and stated: "I didn't expect Fire to strike when we were all sleeping."
"Neither did I, friend. I hope that Matt is all right."
"And I hope Izzy is OK, too," Tentomon answered...
Fire-Part I
Deep under the Digiworld, a realm of fire exists. Though nobody on the surface knows of it, as anyone who attempted to reach it was burned to a crisp before they could set foot in the realm of fire.
Only one being could possibly survive in such a harsh place-the one who controlled fire. Her hair was as red as the flames that always surrounded her and her eyes were a deep brown. If any other being were able to enter Fire's realm, they would have difficulty seeing her, as her skin was the same color as the flames, making her perfectly camouflaged. She wore a simple dress with a flame pattern at the bottom in varying tones of crimson and gold. The top of the dress also sported the flame-like pattern and had bits of red and yellow chiffon dangling from the neckline.
Laughter rang through the fiery realm as Fire thought of her foe: eight children and eight Digimon. She was surprised the children had been able to defeat Devimon, let alone Water.
Though she thought it ludicrous, Fire didn't underestimate the children or their Digimon. She knew she could not be too bold and daring as Water had been. That had been her undoing. But then again, it was to be expected of Water. She was the youngest of the elements and her mind had possessed thoughts that were an object of ridicule to Earth, Wind and herself.
Her laughter abruptly halted as she prepared herself for her plan.
Devimon was correct in assuming they were strong when united. But his method of splitting them up was ridiculously simple. Oh, no, my method will make his look like child's play, Fire thought.
In a burst of fire that was particularly bright, Fire disappeared from her realm and teleported herself into the children's small campfire.
The campfire erupted high into the air and Fire calmly stepped from the flames, shaking embers from her hair as though they were nothing more than droplets of water.
She walked to the nearest child and Digimon-a boy with blue hair and glasses lying alongside a white seal-like Digimon-and tossed them into the fire.
They didn't burn, Fire had made sure of that. She realized with a malicious smile that these would be the first to survive in her realm.
She moved on to a girl with a blue hat with brown hair sticking out from underneath it that was lying next to a pink bird-like Digimon and tossed them into the fire as well.
Soon, all sixteen humans and Digimon had been thrown through the fire and Fire herself stepped into the flames.
The campfire suddenly imploded in on itself and died into nothing more than glowing embers illuminating the now empty meadow...
~*~
Joe stirred in his sleep and wiped sweat from his forehead without opening his eyes.
It's hot today in the Digiworld, he thought.
He opened his eyes expecting to be in the same meadow he had camped in with his friends but his eyes were met with something quite different.
Gone was the grassy meadow. In its place was a place that was full of fire. He was in a cage made of fire and after a moment he realized he was sitting in fire.
"Yah!" he cried, jumping up in surprise. It took him a moment to realize that the fire that was falling from the ceiling of the room and the fire on the floor of the room weren't burning him. It was only giving off a lot of heat.
Tentatively, he touched the fire-bars of the cage he was in, and then drew back his fingers with a shout. The bars burned him like fire was supposed to.
Where's Gomamon? He wondered. What happened to everyone?
He looked into the reaches of this new place he was in and saw something that looked odd. Upon squinting, Joe saw that the thing that had looked so odd was actually a pair of dark brown eyes watching him.
For the third time, he let out a shout.
The eyes came closer to him and the person they belonged to slowly appeared: Fire.
"Hello, Reliability," Fire smirked.
"What did you do to my friends?" Joe demanded, staying well away from Fire.
Fire stepped through the bars of the cage as though they were nothing more than a beaded curtain and replied: "if I were you, I would worry more about my own safety than that of the others."
"Thank you for answering my question," Joe muttered.
"You are in no position to be arguing with me," Fire calmly stated. "Now then, you are going to wait here until I come again for you and then you will meet your unexpected demise as will your other friends."
"Where are they? What did you do to them?" Joe shouted.
Fire walked back through the bars of the fire-cage purposely ignoring Joe's question.
"Oh, and before I leave you to 'say your prayers' as they call it, a parting gift," Fire stated, tossing a few small embers onto Joe as she once again disappeared into the flames of her world.
He cried out in pain, but was also a bit thankful that that had been all he received. He had seen Water in action and had no desire to see Fire at her most powerful state.
~*~
Tentomon woke in much the same predicament as Joe: isolated in a cage of fire. But unlike Joe, he could hear a familiar voice calling out.
It's Gabumon, he realized.
"Gabumon, I'm here, too!" Tentomon shouted. "Where exactly are you?"
Gabumon's voice answered back: "Tentomon? At the moment I cannot be of much service to Matt or any of the other Digidestined. I am in a cage of fire."
"So am I," Tentomon called back. "Do you know if anyone else is here?"
"You are the first to respond to my calls," Gabumon answered.
Tentomon sighed and stated: "I didn't expect Fire to strike when we were all sleeping."
"Neither did I, friend. I hope that Matt is all right."
"And I hope Izzy is OK, too," Tentomon answered...