Digimon: A New Journey
Hello everyone! The Blundering Writer here, and I have-
Kio: Not another one!
Yes another one, and you will say the disclaimer for that small outburst.
Kio: Fine, fine. The Blundering Writer does not own Digimon, nor any other crossovers included.
"Ahhh..." sighs a figure as it enters a house, "There's no place like home. Especially after a grueling test..."
The figure was a girl, about 5'7" with a normal complexion. She had short, light brown hair that was tied in a 'pineapple' knot on the back of her head and bright green eyes. She was currently wearing a white shirt with a normal-sized black skirt.
"Now then," she mutters to herself, "time to have an all day RPG-a-thon!" She rushes up the stairs excitedly to her room, where she changes from her school clothes to more comfortable, yet presentable ones. She takes off her white shirt in favor of a smaller white shirt and a red t-shirt over it. Her skirt was shed for a pair of black shorts. She then heads towards her dresser to take a pair of goggles and placed them on her forehead.
"Equipment, optimized!" she silently mutters to herself, giddy with anticipation. She sits down in front of her television, turning on her game player, when she notices a small, brown box on her table.
"Eh?" she mutters to herself, "I know I didn't order anything. Maybe it's the prize from that survey?" She remembers the on-line survey that she had taken a few weeks ago, asking whether or not they believe in another world, and if they had wanted to go there to save them. She had answered yes out of most of the flamers and non-believers, and had received a strange message that was in plain gibberish. Deleting it, she went back to her Internet activities.
Just now remembering it, she panicked. The poller had known her address, and had sent a strange package to her. She was afraid of whether or not there was a bomb, or something else. But then, she had put in her home address in her profile, and it was viewable by just about anyone. She begins to become paranoid, forgetting all about her waiting game.
"If I open it," she continues to mutter to herself, "it may explode...but it might not..." She paces long and hard, trying to find an answer. She suddenly receives an impulse to open the box. Still in a strange daze, she opens the box, taking out a cell-phone. It was mainly red, with white trim. There was a strange symbol that had resembled her shirt on the upper half, colored a dark black.
"Woah," she gasped, amazed at the phone's design, "maybe Gran' forgot my birthday was next month?" She opens it, and presses the red button to turn it on. She feels a small tingling sensation, and blacks out.
"She has turned on the digivice," monotonously said a male's voice to another figure, somewhere in another world, "the future wielder of Courage..."
There were three figures in the dark room, a single male, a single female, and a single rabbit-like object.The male was about 5'9" and had an extremely light tan. He had short, dark raven hair that was slightly spiked near his front bangs and gray eyes. He was wearing a black, hooded sweatshirt over a dark gray collared shirt, a pair of baggy jeans, and a pair of wide sneakers. He rubs his tired eyes with his black gloved hand. The girl was about 5'2" and had a pale complexion. She had waist-length, blond hair that was tied in curled pig tails and she had light blue eyes. She was wearing a thin, black blouse that was decorated with white and lavendar lace, an equally decorated skirt, and a pair of dark, belted boots. She was holding on to the rabbit-like object. The girl turns her head, but does not answer, staring at the boy with a scowl. The rabbit-like object turns its head up to look at her, then to the boy.
"Arisu's still not talking ta ya Masa-kun," comments the rabbit with a large smile, "she still wants ya ta find Gomamon for her already."
"I know Lunamon," replies the boy, dubbed Masaru, "but as I have already told her, it will take more time for me to start the search. We must bring in reinforcements to fight ZeedMilleniummon, or else his false digidestined shall over-run us quickly. He has already gathered Sloth and Lust, he is already working on Envy and he has captured Love. We must act now, before it is too late." He paces the room, running his hands through his hair.
"We need Courage," he mutters.
"Waaahhh!!" cries out the girl, landing on a soft patch of grass on a hard patch of ground. She looks around, seeing unfamiliar scenery. She sees that she was now in a lush forest, with sunlight gently poking through the branches of trees. There seem to be no buildings in sight, something that she had thought extremely strange. She somehow gets up and begins walking towards a strange structure that she sees in the distance. There was some sort of road leading there, as the trees began to part and create a winding path towards it. As she walks, she hears a strange yelling. It was sort of high pitched, and it was growing louder. She could almost describe it as-
THUMP!
"Sorry about that..." apologizes a blond haired girl. She was about 5'3", had her hair tied in pigtails, and had bright brown eyes. She was wearing a pink blouse that was a bit larger than she was, a pair of blue jeans, and white sneakers. The other girl noticed that she had a blue and white cell phone as well.
"It's all right," replies the brown haired girl, "I guess you couldn't help where you were going to land. I'm Teresa Lotte, but most people call me Terry. What's your name?"
"Huh?" gasps the blond, "My name's Erenia Sheppard. How'd we get here any way?"
"Dunno," replies Terry, "but the trees seem to be leading to that odd tower there." She points to the top of the tower, just poking up from the trees.
"Funny," Erenia confusedly said, "I didn't see a path when I was falling. I think the trees were pretty bunched together as I was falling, then opened up to let me fall onto the grass..."
"Trees can't move," dismisses Terry.
"Who said all of us were trees?" asks an old-sounding voice. The girls stiffen, shocked by the voice, then they both run screaming towards the tower, not caring if there was a possible danger there or not.
"Courage and Sincerity are now heading towards the Tower..." mutters Masaru, "and their partners are heading this way at around the same speed..." He gestures to a screen showing a WhitePawnChessmon running towards the tower waving his sword, and a Candlemon following frantically. He turns, anticipating Lunamon's response when he sees that she and Arisu were not there. He sits back on his chair, reminiscing before Arisu lost Gomamon, before she became this sad in the Digital World, her happy face when they first met each other, happy to see another human face.
"I vow," he angrily mutters, "I vow to destroy you once and for all, Zekail, my cousin. You have gone too far, kidnapping Gomamon, kidnapping Rei Shirayuki...I should have taken you down long ago..." He gets up once again, and begins to walk down the stairs, preparing to greet the new digidestined.
"Hah, hah," panted Erenia, "that was too creepy for words..." They were taking a small break from their flight of fear from the talking tree. That is when they noticed the large tower that was in the distance. They look around, trying to see any signs of life present, and see a girl tending a row of flowers. She had a rabbit-like creature on her head as she was doing it, seemingly talking to her. They head towards her, hoping that they could have some answers.
"Excuse me?" calls out Terry, but the girl would not budge. The rabbit-like object turned its head towards her voice. It jumps in what she could describe as joy as it rushes towards Erenia and herself.
"Finally!" the rabbit-like thing sighed, "my name's Lunamon, and welcome to the Digital World! We've been waiting for you guys to come."
"Wait-" begins Terry, confused at the sentence and the talking 'rabbit'.
"-Ing?" finishes Erenia, just as confused as Terry is. Just as they were about to ask, two figures burst into the garden and begin attacking the flowers. The first was a pawn-like object, the other was shaped as a candle. The pawn was shouting out for an evil wizard to come out and free a princess, while the other was flailing around, clearly scared of some unknown entity. The girl was just kneeling there, wearing a hurt look, nearing tears for some reason. Lunamon quickly runs back and tries to comfort her. The pawn goes up to Terry and begins to introduce itself.
"Salutations!" it greets, "I am WhitePawnChessmon! Protector of the weak, slayer of the evil digi-wizard!" The candle goes up to WhitePawnChessmon, clearly worrying about something.
"Come on," it begs, "We've gotta get out of here!"
"No," WhitePawnChessmon replies, "Candlemon, don't you want to get rid of the wizard once and for all?"
"I want to live once and for all!"
"It doesn't matter," WhitePawnChessmon tells Candlemon, "You'll be famous!"
"It seems all of you are having fun," interrupts Masaru. He was slowly walking towards the group, a small, humorless smile on his face. Arisu begins to move away from him, and Lunamon suddenly comes up and mobs him from the behind. WhitePawnChessmon charges towards him, waving his sword around. The said digimon falls over from over-swinging the sword.
"I hope you will be more serious than that," comments Lunamon seriously, "if ya wanna save the Digital World." She jumps off of Masaru's head, helping WhitePawnChessmon back up.
"Who are you," demands Terry, "why did you bring us here?" She was more than just a bit peeved at her abduction into an unfamiliar world, overriding any joy that one of her life-long dreams had come true.
"I am sorry," softly mutters Masaru, his tone monotonous, "my name is Masaru Gennai, the holder of the crest of Knowledge. I have hand-picked you through a message board to help aid in out cause."
"W-what?" Terry replies, "Through that message board? What if you got some sort of pedofile, or murderer, or something?"
"I do not make these mistakes," mutters Masaru, "because I see all those who answer yes on the poll. I then examine them through the other crests, so there will be no error in my choices."
"But still-"
"There will be time to apologize later," quickly replies Masaru, his monotonous tone unchanging, though sharp, "you may enter, and I shall explain the full story to the both of you," Masaru gestures for Terry and Erenia to enter, then he gestures for the two Digimon to enter as well.
"I wonder what's it like inside," mutters Terry to herself, letting the euphroia of another world wash over her.
I've always loved the Digimon cartoons better than the Pokemon ones...
Kio: I do not want to sound like a broken record!
Panty Ninja: Yeah, finish it!
Kio: Wha? How'd you...Never mind...
So then, What's the feedback? Love it? Hate it? Gimme the flames!
Kio: Idiot...
Panty Ninja: Panty-FU!