The DigiDestined Spy of D.A.T.S.
By: Aubrie1234
Dear Readers, I got this idea today, while trying to think up a Digimon parody of Alex Rider. What if Alex, after his adventures as a spy, met a digimon and joined D.A.T.S.? If just seems like an unsung idea that needs to be sung! Oh, and I hope this is good. If you ask me, I'm one of the only ones who's written Alex Rider crossovers with things you wouldn't think would go together, like Alex Rider and Digimon... And, even though this is after the series, the D.A.T.S. team is still together and stopping digimon who enter the Real World. Anyway, starting the story now!
Alex was visiting Japan with Sabina and her family. Her father was making an article about a famous pop singer who lived in Japan, and so that led up to now. They had rented an apartment in Yokohama and Alex was with Sabina in the park nearby, sitting on a bench.
"So, what do you think of Japan so far?" Sabina asked.
"It's nice, but not as good as America or Britain." Alex shrugged, "It is special in its own way, though. Maybe I can learn Japanese while we're here." She laughed lightly.
"We won't be here that long, silly!" Alex smiled. It had been a few months since he had moved to America with Sabina, yet he still didn't exactly feel at home with the family; he felt out of place when he was with them. She soon calmed down and they went back to looking around the park, enjoying the sights.
"But, I really do think Japan is great. Maybe we can come back some day." Sabina said after a while.
"Yeah." Alex nodded, "It would be great to live in the anime capital of the world, don't you think?"
"Japan isn't just special for its anime, you know."
"Yeah, but their's is the best, along with the mangas. Maybe the comic books in America and other parts of the world could hire them to help make their comics." Sabina whacked Alex over the head.
"Alex!" He rubbed his throbbing head, "That's silly! America's comics are just as good!" Alex rolled his eyes at her, then stood.
"I think I'll explore the city for a while. Want to come?" Sabina shook her head.
"No thanks. But, remember where we're staying, okay?" He nodded, then walked away.
He was walking on the sidewalk, past a few alleys, when he noticed something in one of them. He supposed it was a cat, but investigated it anyway. There were sounds coming from behind a dumpster and some boxes, way in the back. He slowly approached, careful of attacks, but was surprised and shocked at what he saw. It seemed to be a boy, about his age and height, with strange clothes, bright orange hair (there seemed to be two lumps coming from his hair, which Alex assumed were past injuries), and tanned skin. He was lying against the wall and seemed to be crying.
"Hey, are you okay?" Alex asked. The boy looked up at him sharply and Alex saw he had bright green eyes. Except for one small detail: they were filled with fear and rage.
"Go away!" he roared and sent a kick at Alex. He swiftly dodged it, but stayed near; he knew the boy was frightened, but he could at least help him.
"Easy, I'm not going to hurt you." he said calmly, his palms up. The boy glared and stood, which was when Alex noticed he had a tail. It was small and the same color of his hair, but it didn't seem to bother him; this made Alex nervous and on edge. He thought that this was just a normal kid, but now he wasn't so sure.
"That's what all you humans say!" he growled before his hand was engulfed in flames, "Baby Salamander!" Alex dodged the fireball sent his way, now slightly scared.
Who or what is this kid? he thought. That's when he noticed that the kid, whatever or whoever he was, didn't come any further. In fact, he seemed to be wincing and most of his weight was on his right foot; Alex looked down and saw that the boy's leg was slightly raised and his foot was barely touching the ground. Alex quickly put together what he thought might have happened and relaxed.
"It's alright; I may be human, but I'm not one of the bad ones. You're hurt, and I can help." The boy's tail bristled.
"No way! You come any closer and let's see how well you do when you're on fire!" his teeth were bared and Alex could see that some were more pointed than normal.
"I've been on fire before; I've even been through things that would haunt you for the rest of your life. I can help you, because I know what you're going through. Someone hurt you and left you here to die, is that right?" The kid was shocked at his words, but nodded.
"Yeah... You've been through the same thing?" Alex nodded.
"Now, could you let me help?" Alex asked. The boy looked down at his leg, then back at Alex and nodded. He sat back down as Alex came over, taking off his belt. The kid gave him a questioning look before Alex grabbed the buckle and pulled, it coming free and revealing a knife on the other end. The kid's eyes widened considerably while Alex used the knife to cut into the belt, where there was hidden food, medical supplies, and other stuff.
During his involvement with the Snakehead mission, Alex managed to find the survival belt, so he had decided to keep it for himself as both a reminder of his past (though he wished it wasn't sometimes) and for emergencies. This counted as an emergency, so he didn't think of it as a waste. He took out the medical supplies and grabbed two splints and some bandages, along with a few pain pills, a water bottle, and a cloth. He gave the cloth to the boy.
"Where are you hurt?"
"Foot. I was beaten up and when I tried to run, my ankle got twisted. I don't think it's broken, but it hurts!" Alex nodded.
"That's what I thought, since a broken ankle would be too much to handle. Put the cloth in your mouth; it'll keep you from screaming while I fix your foot and prevent you from biting down on your own tongue." The boy nodded and did so, wondering why the kid was helping him, even though he had probably been through the same thing. Alex took the boy's foot and aligned it, getting the splits and putting them on either side of the kid's foot; the boy was biting down on the cloth in pain so hard that his teeth were starting to rip through it. Alex then got the bandages and wrapped them securely around the splints, fixing them in place. He then gave the boy the water bottle and pain pills.
"Use the water to swallow the pills. In a while, they should lessen the pain." The boy nodded and took out the cloth, doing as he was told.
"By the way, what's your name? I'm Alex." The boy looked at him.
"I don't really have a name. I'm a digimon known as Flamemon." This surprised Alex.
"What's a digimon?"
"Short for digital monster. I come from a place known as the Digital World, an electronic world inside the internet and computers, mainly."
"Wow. That sounds really cool." Flamemon sighed.
"Not really. That was where I was beat up. I managed to escape through a Digital Gate, portals that sometimes open, leading to the Real World, but when I landed, since the portal was so dang high, my ankle got twisted, like a told you. It happened only a day ago, and I thought no one was going to help me." Alex's eyes softened.
"I know how that feels; so many people have tried to kill me or at least leave me to die, that I've gotten used to it. But, you shouldn't have to go through the same things I did." Flamemon blinked.
"What kind of kid are you?" Alex chuckled.
"One that is very hard to kill, I'll tell you that. Anyone, I should get you someplace safe; I doubt you'll be okay staying with me." Flamemon nodded and, with Alex's help, was able to stand. He helped him walk down the rest of the alleyway, to another street, except it was empty and no cars passed.
"I don't know this city all that well, since I'm on vacation, but I think the warehouse district is over this way." he helped Flamemon and explained, "If I can hide you there, then you should be safe for a while. I'll need to go back to my apartment, but I'll come back as often as I can." They kept walking and soon, the warehouses came into sight.
"Alex, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Well, I'm sorry that I attacked you earlier. It's just... some digimon really don't like humans all that much. I had a bad experience with one once, so I never wanted to trust another one again."
"I don't want to bring up anything bad, but what happened?" Flamemon sighed.
"It was years ago, when I just hatched out of my DigiEgg, which is where digimon come from, but anyway, a human attacked the Digital World and killed lots of digimon, including my father."
"He was trying to stop them?" Alex guessed. Flamemon nodded again.
"Yeah. Many digimon were killed during the attack and many held resentment and anger towards all humans. That is, until a group of humans with digimon partners showed us that not all humans were bad." Alex's eyes widened.
"Really? I didn't know people could partner with digimon." Flamemon smiled.
"Well, they did, and most digimon turned to their beliefs and stopped their anger towards human, except for a few. I was one of them, until what you said." Alex nodded.
"I know, but what I said is true. I've also lost my parents, my uncle, my godfather, my housekeeper... I basically have no one left except my friends." Flamemon's eyes were wide.
"Alex..." The teen shook his head.
"It's okay, but the death of my housekeeper, my greatest friend... it wasn't all that long ago, only about three months. It's still a raw wound, but I've gotten over it, bit by bit. And, when I saw you like that... It reminded me of my past, what happened to me. What happened to me, I can't tell you, but no one should go through what I went through." By the time Alex finished, they were at the fist warehouse, which was unlocked. They went inside and Alex closed it behind them, making sure they weren't seen. The warehouse was filled to the brim with boxes, a good hiding place.
"Flamemon, please make sure you aren't seen in here. It'll take a while before you're healed, but you should be fine as long as no one sees you."
"Digimon heal fast, Alex, but... I'm sorry for bringing that up." Alex turned to look at the digimon, seeing that he had his head down. He put a hand on the young digimon's should, squeezing it reassuringly and making Flamemon look at him.
"It's okay. As soon as I can, I'll be back tomorrow. My friend, Sabina, and her family adopted me about the same time my housekeeper died, which is why I'm in Japan right now, on vacation; so, now I've got to get back to them. See you." Flamemon waved him goodbye as he went out, closing the door behind him. He looked around and was surprised when he saw the belt Alex had cut earlier, near the door; the buckle was once again attached, as well.
I thought he left that back in the alley. Whoever Alex is, he's not a normal human. Flamemon thought as he crawled to the belt, wincing when his foot moved, even the slightest bit. He grabbed it and crawled away, looking for a place to hide.
He was now back in the apartment where they were staying and Sabina asked him where he had been, since it had been an hour after he left her in the park. He lied about how he was so caught up in the arcade, not wanting to tell her about Flamemon yet; if she didn't believe him the first time he told her about being a spy, how was she going to believe him when he said he helped a creature from a different world?
"Alex..." Sabina suspected he was lying, since he could do that so well now, but he didn't give her any other answer. She wondered if it had something to do with MI6 again, or even Jack. She thought it might, but with Alex, you could never be too sure...
Alex had just finished breakfast and said he was going to explore the city again, so they let him go. Sabina was still suspicious from last night, but didn't follow him. She was going to give him the benefit of the doubt today and, if he came home later than she would like, she would follow him the next day.
Alex walked quickly, checking for tails, while he headed towards the warehouse where he left Flamemon yesterday. He had grabbed the belt while he helped Flamemon stand and left it with him when he left the warehouse; if he remembered correctly, Smithers had said that the belt had enough food and supplies in it to last a week, which should be enough for Flamemon until he healed (which shouldn't be long, since the digimon did say he could heal fast).
When he was sure no one was tailing or watching him, Alex opened the warehouse door and went inside, closing it behind him. He looked around, slowly walking forwards; he knew Flamemon was in here somewhere, so he had to search carefully. He suddenly heard the crackling of flames and jumped back quickly, barely missing getting hit by a fireball.
"Is that really you, Alex?" he hear Flamemon ask, though he couldn't see him, "If that really is you, sorry."
"Yeah, it's me." Alex stood and dusted himself off, "Precaution?"
"Yep." He saw movement from behind a few boxes about 3 yards away and a yard up. Flamemon appeared, crouching behind the boxes. He was on top of some, but behind some as well, making a perfect hiding place. He could get away quickly if needed, since he was so close to the ground. Alex climbed up to meet him and sat down.
"How's your injury?" Flamemon shrugged.
"Better. Those pills helped." Flamemon then held out the belt, "And you can have this back." Alex shook his head.
"No, you can have it. It has enough supplies in it to last a week."
"I know. After I found a good place to hide, I looked through it. But, why?"
"You need it more than I do until you heal."
"Well, could you tell me more about the Real World? I've never really been here before, and I can tell you about the Digital World." Alex shrugged.
"Sure, but I haven't been everywhere. The place I know the best is Chelsea, in Britain; it's my hometown, before I was adopted and had to move. I know it like the back of my hand. It's a great place, kid of like a suburban area in places and a city and others. Just talking about it makes me homesick..."
"Yeah, I know how that feels. Well, imagine the jungle and other wild places, untouched by civilization; that's what makes up most of the Digital World. There are some civilized places, but all of them were made by digimon."
"I would really like to go and see your world, Flamemon; it sounds nice." Flamemon sighed.
"It may seem that way at first, but beautiful can be deadly."
"I know that all too well. My godfather, one of the ones who died I told you about yesterday, I thought of him as a good and mysterious guy at first; that changed when I found out that he had killed my parents." Flamemon's eyes were wide at this.
"What? Why would he do such a thing?"
"Ever heard of wanting to be on the winning side? That's what he wanted." Alex sighed, "My past is something no one should go through. I may look like a kid, but everything I've been through has made me grow mature too early; I've been through things that would make some go insane, Flamemon. I don't want anyone else to go through all that. I've saved the world many times, but at a cost; losing my friends, my family, and my purity. When people are born, they have innocence, not knowing what the bad parts of life are like. When they see death or even something really bad, like someone almost getting killed, that innocence is taken away; that's what happened to me, Flamemon. And it's happened over and over again; I didn't want to get involved in what happened, but I had no choice. I was fourteen when it started, and now I'm fifteen; I didn't have a choice at what I was forced to do because I was too young to be considered an adult. On the outside, I look like a kid; on the inside, I'm a man, because of what I had to go through. I don't want it to happen to anyone, most of all my friends, since they're the only ones left. I haven't really told anyone about this, Flamemon; Sabina and Tom, two of my friends, I've told about my adventures and they know what I've gone through, but I haven't even told them this. I guess that makes you special, huh?"
"Alex..." Flamemon said sadly. Alex stood.
"I can't stay much longer, Flamemon; I don't want them to get suspicious, so I'll see you tomorrow." Flamemon nodded as the teen left, then sighed.
"What did you go through, Alex?" he whispered.
Well, what do you think? What's going to happen next? And when will D.A.T.S. come in? Well, I might say in the next chapter, so watch out! Read and review, readers!