Hello readers old and new.
To the old readers, I apologise for the erratic updates and messages saying I was taking a break. This is a new idea I want to try.
Hello new readers, this is a short series that takes place within the "Networks of Destiny", an international collaboration between myself (starts with "Trial and Error) , Etiger1995, Megablastdragon, Elegon (handles an AU version of the series) and Dowski. Feel free to read up on the series and it's characters who will appear in this short series.
"Networks of Destiny" is post 02 (around 3-4 years) and focuses on Oc's who interact with the characters of the series, Tai, Matt, Sora and so on. There is no need to read the rest of the series to read this, but you can if you wish.
Oc forms at the end of the chapter (please comment on the writing along with the application).
I hope you all enjoy and review.
Inside a sleepy Odaiba apartment, a veteran Digidestined engaged in a fierce battle. He'd encountered thousands of opponents, hundreds of times stronger than himself. He'd earn scars from hopeless battles and created stories of bravery, some that had even faded into legend and myth in the Digital world. He'd fought in a world of nightmares and lived to tell the tale. He fought one of the first corrupted Digidestined. He defended Odaiba against the exiled sovereign Alpha Strikemon and his army. He led a force into the Nightmare world against Alpha Strikemon and won, but paid a huge price. His crest became infected with Alpha Strikemon's data and he himself became the Digidestineds greatest enemy. His defeat came at the cost of his crest and Digivice but here he stood, on a new adventure, fighting a brand new battle. The hardest battle of Will Murphy's life had begun.
"How the hell do you work this thing?" A young adult glared angrily at a silver microwave as it refused to work. He ran a hand through his medium length shaggy brown hair and shut his grey eyes in frustration. He stepped back and folded his arms and admitted defeat. He raised an eyebrow as he realised what he was wearing, his usual black jeans and a dark blue shirt with sleeves rolled up. He still wasn't used to being in the real world for so long.
"Old habits die hard." He muttered angrily. He could handle any situation of survival in the Digital world and here he was struggling with a microwave.
"You didn't even bother reading the instructions did you?" Will frowned and his cheeks went red for a moment as he turned to the other person in the room, a fellow Digidestined who was keeping him company. She stared at him with chocolate brown eyes and a small smile as she placed her hands on her hips. Will studied her for a second, noting the way her brown hair fell down to her shoulders , barely touching her white tank top. She walked towards the microwave, her blue jeans hugging her legs perfectly.
"Oh come on Clare, since when did I need instruction to use something I own?" Will said in defiance. He frowned, realising how stubborn he was being about the whole thing. He strolled forward and pulled open a draw filled with various white booklets. Quickly digging through the chaotic draw he pulled out the correct booklet and handed it to Clare. She rolled her eyes at him and began to flick through the booklet. Will pushed the draw closed but frowned when it didn't close completely. He began to pull it open and shut it again but still it wouldn't close. He glared angrily at it, opening and closing it as fast as he could. Will sighed and reached it carefully moving the booklets around before successfully closing the draw and he smiled triumphantly. Clare shook her head in disbelief.
"You are so like Tai it's unbelievable. No wonder you two get on so well." Clare shook her head again in disbelief. Will smiled and his eyes fell on a picture that sat on a shelf nearby. It was a long picture that had a lot of his old friends and their Digimon partners standing behind them, he could pick out every face with ease.
"Don't forget Trace! He's a goggle head too!" Will said happily. Memories of himself, Tai and Trace being standed in the Digital world came flooding back, how they fought against Alpha Strikemon, discovered and made camp in a strange office building and nearly died on a bridge. He strolled over to the shelf and picked up a smaller one showing some of the original Digidestined and himself in a bar. His eyes scanned the Odaiba Digidestined, Trace and the American Digidestined, himself, Clare and several Welsh Digidestined. It was the last night before everyone had to split off in different directions.
"Where are they these days?" Clare asked as Will looked at the picture. Will thought for a moment and walked back to his kitchen where Clare was easily handling the demonic microwave.
"Tai and Trace are in the northern half of the Digital world, Keeping the peace out there." It hurt Will to even say those words. He was supposed to be there with them on the front lines.
"Matt should be joining them with reinforcements." Will ran a hand through his hair out of sheer habit.
"The conflict is still going that strong huh?" Clare asked as she watched Will with worried eyes. The Omega Empire had risen up under Omega Strikemon, after the fall of Alpha Strikemon. The Empire had sieged a portion of the Digital world but Digidestined were fighting back. The war had gone on for several months. The plan had been for Will, Trace and Tai to lead the forces but due to the Alpha Virus, only Tai and Trace could go.
"They'll be okay." Clare said reassuringly. Will nodded, he knew they'd be okay but every fibre of his being urged him to go and join the battle. She could see how much it bothered him, not being able to do anything. Her eyes went wide as her brain shot into gear.
"Why don't you train the local Digidestined?" Clare said excitedly. Will raised an eyebrow and his mouth opened to reply but no sound came.
"Train? As in...teach them?" Will said quietly before bursting into laughter "I don't think me teaching anyone is a good idea." Will smiled as his eyes dulled down, recalling the many incidents he had nearly died or been seriously injured. He and Trace had attempted to fix a clock to a wall and even that put one of them in hospital. Clare rolled her eyes, grateful she had at least made him truly smile for the first time in days.
"Where would we even find those Digidestined?" Will asked curiously. Clare smiled; he was considering it after all.
"After the battle of Odaiba, a lot of the experienced Digidestined left for the Digital world to help beat back the remaining Digimon. Most of them are with Tai and Trace right now. Most Digidestined who are left are young or inexperienced. They duel each other sometimes in the deserted parts of districts to challenge each other. We simply offer them the chance to train with a hero." Clare explained it perfectly as if she had it all thought out to the last detail. Will's cheeks reddened at the thought of Clare considering him a hero. He'd heard the compliment hundreds of times over the years but there something about the way she said it, the way she meant it. Will opened his mouth to reply and every memory of the past few months came crashing down on him, how he had fought his friends and threatened to open the dark ocean completely.
"Nah, I can't do it. It would be pointless." Will said darkly before turning back to face the demonic microwave. Clare paced her hand on his arm, knowing exactly what he was afraid of. The demonic microwave dinged and Clare went about preparing the warm food inside. Will ran a hand through his hair, this was his life now. Everything was normal and real. No battles, no war and no adventures. He told himself it could it could be worse; he could never have had the adventures. As he flicked a switch on his silver kettle, he felt his heart sink, without the adventure he'd never have met his friends, friends he had no way of helping now. A small bang was heard in one of the bedrooms of the spacious apartment and Will raised an eyebrow. Everything in his life was normal, except for his roommate, his Digimon partner. Something felt so very wrong about everything being "normal". He felt everything weigh down on him, food shopping, paying bills, filling out forms, Tv license, real things that needed his attention. His eye twitched, he wasn't good with normal. He turned around suddenly to face Clare.
"Where do we find these new Digidestined?" He grinned wildly as the spark returned to his eyes.
A single figure walked through the blackened streets of Odaiba taking no notice of the shifty figures in the darkness. Every single footstep of his echoed with malice. The rain fell upon, racing to get away from him. His eyes studied every shape and figure, aware he could overpower any of them. He knew this street the same way he knew every street in the entire city. He stretched out his arms and leant back allowing the rain to wash over his face.
"Oh it's good to be back!" He smiled darkly and sang into the dark of the night with a terrifyingly merry voice.
Oc application : (Coronamon , Magna Garurumon and Ravemon are off limits).
Note : All oc's , good or corrupted have a 50/50 chance of being killed in the story. The corrupted Digidestined are due to a virus they become infected with so ther is no need for a "they were abused as a kid!1!" background.
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I look forward to everyone's applications.
