Welcome! This is my second personal digimon project and something I was not originally interested in even doing, but as time went by I realized it could be really fun, so here I am. The story will have many shifting characters from multiple seasons, probably at least one from all seasons. The only recurring character will be the old Watchmaker. If you have not finished Hunters stop now! Unless you like spoilers. This story will tie into my other story "The Old Kingdom". Posting will be a bit less regular than my other story since that is my main focus. I leave you with the prologue, chapter 1 will introduce the first 'Chosen' child to feature. Enjoy!
Note: The mix of dub and original names is possible but I will try to keep it at a minimum.
Prologue
The Old Clock Shop Owner usually took small steps as he cruised the empty streets. With the assistance of a small wooden cane, he felt he was moving at an acceptable pace. Of course, time was never an issue for the former ruler of the digital world. You could say I own time, he mused and took a left turn at the following intersection. It had been years since he had last used his talents and for that he was mostly glad, but there was a price for his peaceful existence. The burden of an old and crippled body was almost infuriating, but suitable for one who committed as many crimes as he did.
He was nearing his destination, and as he did so his thoughts wandered. In the time since Quartzmon's defeat he had lived comfortably in a small apartment not far from Taiki's own residence. The Watchmaker always found Taiki to be interesting, but then again so did most people who met him.
Entering a building, he entered his apartment and experienced that strange sensation once again. It had been haunting him for some time over the last few weeks, but he had not been able to figure out its meaning. At first he assumed it was his brother calling out to him, after all the fool's reincarnated form still had not appeared after all that time. They had increased their frequency since the first day, but now they were happening every few hours. If he were not the great Bagramon, he would have been afraid. The feeling was akin to staring at an approaching storm, but being unable to run away from it.
He lay on his bed and the mattress creaked under his weight. As the old man closed his eyes he experienced a vision. The images that were shown to him were terrifying, enough to make even the strongest Demon Lord tremble in fear. The Watchmaker opened his eyes hastily and realized he was out of breath. As he recovered, he realized what the true meaning of this vision had been. There was only one being that would be able to stop it, or rather, one that could bring the forces they needed together.
He had done it before, called the legendary heroes into assembly to battle Quartzmon, but this was a different monster all together, and perhaps a change of direction was necessary. The old man fished out his black Xros loader from the front coat pocket and summoned his partner. The digimon appeared with a flash of light and stood in front of him, looking expectantly.
"Ready yourself, Clockmon, we have work to do"
"Are we traveling again?", he asked in a mechanical voice
"To see Ryo Aikiyama, and then…we'll see"