Title: The Neo-Destined Part 1: A Clash of Fate
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. I DO own all the Neo-Destined and their Digimon, as well as this storyline. You may use them, but only with my permission and if you say that they are mine in your story disclaimer or wherever. Domo arigato, and enjoy!
Notes: As always, MiST this if you want, just tell me so I can read the MiST. I really like to see people adding their own humor to my stories! Also, all reviews are welcome! Flame me 'till I'm burnt to a crisp if you want, I'll just ignore it and propably do a re-review for you, most likely making fun of you. Or, state your thoughts in a quiet way, and I'll do my best to listen! Anyway, this story is about the Neo-Destined, my take on the original destined (before Tai and co.). There are five (originally six... stupid, stupid, Damien! Whoever made him is gonna get it... hey, wait... I created him... ^_^) Neo-Destined. I'll explain them later... rated PG... well... because the number of Neo-Destined goes fron six to five... (I don't get too descriptive though... tell me if you think it deserves a PG-13 rating) This part of my story is fairly short, and mainly introduces the five Destined.
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A young girl, about 12, stood in front of a tent in the Digiworld, thinking. Her hair was short, a dark brown in color, her skin lightly tanned. She looked pale, as she had been through a lot of pain and suffering. She looked down at her crest, which she held in her hands. The crest of Dreams... a complex geometric design, a diamond with a hexagon partially covering the bottom, forming a pentagon. A square inside, and inside of that, a circle. On top of the square sat anouther, smaller square, whose corners just touched the sides of the diamond. Strangely, the crest was glowing.
*Kelly, our gaurd has been over for a while. Come inside.* Her Digimon spoke without voice or sound.
Kelly Kamiya nodded. "I guess your right, Shademon. Let's go."
She walked into the tent. Behind her, a living shadow flitted through the night, barely visible in it's element.
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She entered the tent to see another girl sitting on the dirt floor, holding her glowing crest. A brown and black dog-Digimon, Kaninemon, sat on it's hind legs next to her, also staring at the crest. "Yours too, huh?"
13-year-old Carrie Tachikawa looked up, startled. "Oh, hi Kelly. So your crest is also glowing... strange..." Kaninemon whimpered his agreement. Unlike most Digimon, as far as they knew, Kaninemon couldn't talk. His Baby and In-Training forms, Puppymon and Dalmon, as well as his Champion form, Lupinmon, were also mute. They hadn't seen his Ultimate yet. Neither of them had seen their Digimon's Ultimate stage yet. She knew her Digimon's other stages, but not Ultimate. Shademon had come to her as DemiFademon, then had become Fademon, and eventually Shademon and Shadowmon.
"You were thinking about him again, weren't you?"
Carrie nodded, a tear dripping down her cheek. "I loved him, and I never even got the chance to tell him!" The crest of Caring, a open hand with a rainbow over it, glowed brightly. She ran a hand through her shoulder lenth reddish-brown hair, brushing it out of her face. Her light blue eyes stared up at Kelly. "I never told him..." Kaninemon whimpered and nussled up next to her. "Is it my turn to stand gaurd?" she asked, suddenly looking down at the ground, away from Kelly.
"Yes," Kelly replied simply. As Carrie left, Kelly said, "Don't worry. We'll make Damien pay for what he did to David. I promise you that." Carrie only nodded.
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Far away from Carrie and Kelly's camp, a black castle sat in the middle of a barren wasteland. Damien Ichijouji stood looking out a small window overlooking the northern forrest. That was where those two were, he knew it. There was no where else for them to be... His hard blue eyes had a piercing glare that made you rethink the old saying 'if looks could kill'. His clean, dark blue hair added to the sence of darkness around him. A tag hung around his neck. Inside the tag was a pitch black crest. The symbol on it was the outline of the top half of a hooded figure, two crossed scythes strapped to it's back. The crest of Evil. It suited him well. So well, in fact, that he was the only one who had seen his Digimon's Ultimate level. That was why they feared him so much. He was stronger then them.
"Hey, Damien, whatcha doin? Plotting someone's downfall?"
Speak of the devil. Literally. He nodded to his Digimon, DemiDevimon. That led him to think about his Digimon. In it's Rookie stage, it wasn't very powerful, not campared to most Digimon. Most people would have discarded him. But Damien knew better. The two fit together perfectly. True, he was also weak in his Babay and In-Training stages, Batmon and Crowmon, respectively, but that didn't matter. Most Digimon were. No, it was in his Champion stage, Devimon, and especially in his Ultimate form, ArmoredDevimon, that he was strong. Damien smiled as he remembered the armored dark warrior. He thought back to the day Devimon had first Digivolved. He remembered Eric hadn't been with him. He had wanted to attack alone. Devimon hadn't done it because they were losing, no, he had Digivolved because they were winning. He did it to make their victory that much more total... and because of the merciless, truely evil act Damien had just commited. That was where it had started, really. That was where he began to win, and where he met... *her*...
FLASHBACK
David Ishida's eyes were wide. Damien sneered, his sword driven straight through David's chest. Time seemed to slow, then stop. The only sound was Carrie's scream. "NOOOOOOO!!!!!!" She tried to run forward, but she froze up, unable to move... unable to help.
*Begin CGI sequence*
A digivice activates, shooting up a beam of light into a tag. The crest glows black and shoots up. It is the crest of Evil. The crest breaks the cloud cover, then shoots up and fires out black energy. A black beam shoots through it, and the camera shoots down to Devimon. "Devimon, Digivolve to..." Black armor spreads across him. Evil energy flows through him. A black sword appears in one hand, a sheath on his back. A black shield with the crest of Evil on it forms, strapped to his other arm. "ARMOREDDEVIMON!!!"
*End CGI sequence*
Damien pulled his sword out of David's chest, and he collapsed. David's Digimon was instantly deleted. ArmoredDevimon quickly reduced Lupinmon and Shadowmon to DigiEggs. Kelly, thinking fast, grabbed the Eggs and dragged the still screaming Carrie with her. ArmoredDevimon stepped forward, but Damien held out his hand. "Let them go. We have our prize." He turned back to the dying David, who was still barely clinging to life. "Shut up and die."
He was about to swing his sword, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his sword went skidding away across the grass. "What the-" A momment later, he and his Digimon were knocked back about ten feet, but saw nothing.
Then he saw her.
She was walking out of the forest towards him. She had white-blond hair that cascaded down to her knees. She seemed about 13. Her eyes were dark brown. She was tall for her age, about five-five. Walking next to her was a Digimon, a Rookie, obviously. It was humanoid, slightly shorter then her, and had a feminine form. It was completely covered, except for it's face, in medieval armor. The left half of it's armor was bright silver, the right part almost black, but still shining like silver. The middle parts, that didn't have a match on the opposite side of the armor since they were in the middle, were bright gold.
The girl walked up to David, who was still barely clinging to life, and picked him up in her arms.
"This boy is mine. You will not harm him," she said simply.
"And who are YOU to order me around? ArmoredDevimon, destroy her!"
The evil Digimon swung his sword, calling, "Satan Slash!" A black wave of energy shot at the Digimon. However, just before it reached her, it simply dissapeared. Then, he saw. The Digimon seemed to shift out of reality for a moment, splitting into two then back together. ArmoredDevimon's sword went flying out of his hand.
'It's moving faster then the eye can see!' he realised. He concentrated. His eyes flashed red. Sure enough, he saw her next attack. Time seemed to slow infinitly. She leapt at ArmoredDevimon and began to spin in midair. Two trails of energy extended, one from each hand. The energy coming from her left hand was bright yellow, while the other hand had a greyish-black energy trail. Using the energy, she cut ArmoredDevimon about ten times, then kicked and sent him flying. She jumped up, and with another well aimed kick, slammed him into the ground. She used this to do a backflip and land back where she started. Then suddenly, the power was gone. Damien couldn't see her movements anymore. The girl nodded.
"Come, Chimon" Still holding David, she and the Digimon walked away.
END FLASHBACK
Damien hadn't seen her since. Somehow, he knew he would, though...
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In another room of the castle, in a high tower, a lone figure stood on a balcony, his hands on the rails, staring out.
He had flaming red hair and heavily tanned skin. Two fangs poke out slightly from the top of his mouth, just barely visible. Most girls used to say that made him even cuter. That was before he came here. Before he came to the Digiworld and joined Damien. After he became what he was, of course. Why he joined Damien, he still asked himself every day.
However, for now, he was happy, Which was rare. He held his tag up to the little light there was. It was bright gold, the symbol on it a decorated chalice with a ring of light around the top. The crest of Life. Extremely ironic, considering who and what he was.
He heard his Digital partner, Fangmon, a Rookie bat-like Digimon, fly up next to him. He patted Fangmon on the head, not speaking, just staring out the window... at the life he, Eric Motomiya, could have had...
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Far from the camp and the castle, in a hidden temple, sat the girl Damien currently thought of. Her name was Charlene Inoue. Aroung her neck hung a tag and crest. The crest of Balance, the most important of crests, a simplified Yin/Yang. That symbol ruled her life. It was everywhere around her.
She sensed the three Digimon behind her and turned around. The first, her Digimon Chimon, was a powerful warrior, despite being only a Rookie. Next to Chimon shood a figure that you could mistake for a human... untill you saw the feathery angel wings, the gills, webbed hands and feet, and the deadly blades he normally kept hidden in his hand. Yes, that was Warimon, a creation of hers... sort of. Next to Warimon stood Veemon, the hyperactive little Digimon that had always followed Warimon everywhere ever since they found him. "Yes?"
"Charlene, everything has gone as you said," Chimon said happily.
Charlene laughed. "Good. Then it shall happen soon?"
"Hopefully."
"Okay. That was all I wanted to know. Bye."
"Bye Charlene."
"Goodbye Mistress Inoue."
"Bye-bye!!!"
"Warimon, have I ever told you not to call me that?"
"Yes, Mistress Inoue."
Charlene laughed and returned to her meditation.
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Well, that's all for now... How ya like it? Tell me if ya wanna hear more!!! BYE!!! R&R!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. I DO own all the Neo-Destined and their Digimon, as well as this storyline. You may use them, but only with my permission and if you say that they are mine in your story disclaimer or wherever. Domo arigato, and enjoy!
Notes: As always, MiST this if you want, just tell me so I can read the MiST. I really like to see people adding their own humor to my stories! Also, all reviews are welcome! Flame me 'till I'm burnt to a crisp if you want, I'll just ignore it and propably do a re-review for you, most likely making fun of you. Or, state your thoughts in a quiet way, and I'll do my best to listen! Anyway, this story is about the Neo-Destined, my take on the original destined (before Tai and co.). There are five (originally six... stupid, stupid, Damien! Whoever made him is gonna get it... hey, wait... I created him... ^_^) Neo-Destined. I'll explain them later... rated PG... well... because the number of Neo-Destined goes fron six to five... (I don't get too descriptive though... tell me if you think it deserves a PG-13 rating) This part of my story is fairly short, and mainly introduces the five Destined.
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A young girl, about 12, stood in front of a tent in the Digiworld, thinking. Her hair was short, a dark brown in color, her skin lightly tanned. She looked pale, as she had been through a lot of pain and suffering. She looked down at her crest, which she held in her hands. The crest of Dreams... a complex geometric design, a diamond with a hexagon partially covering the bottom, forming a pentagon. A square inside, and inside of that, a circle. On top of the square sat anouther, smaller square, whose corners just touched the sides of the diamond. Strangely, the crest was glowing.
*Kelly, our gaurd has been over for a while. Come inside.* Her Digimon spoke without voice or sound.
Kelly Kamiya nodded. "I guess your right, Shademon. Let's go."
She walked into the tent. Behind her, a living shadow flitted through the night, barely visible in it's element.
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She entered the tent to see another girl sitting on the dirt floor, holding her glowing crest. A brown and black dog-Digimon, Kaninemon, sat on it's hind legs next to her, also staring at the crest. "Yours too, huh?"
13-year-old Carrie Tachikawa looked up, startled. "Oh, hi Kelly. So your crest is also glowing... strange..." Kaninemon whimpered his agreement. Unlike most Digimon, as far as they knew, Kaninemon couldn't talk. His Baby and In-Training forms, Puppymon and Dalmon, as well as his Champion form, Lupinmon, were also mute. They hadn't seen his Ultimate yet. Neither of them had seen their Digimon's Ultimate stage yet. She knew her Digimon's other stages, but not Ultimate. Shademon had come to her as DemiFademon, then had become Fademon, and eventually Shademon and Shadowmon.
"You were thinking about him again, weren't you?"
Carrie nodded, a tear dripping down her cheek. "I loved him, and I never even got the chance to tell him!" The crest of Caring, a open hand with a rainbow over it, glowed brightly. She ran a hand through her shoulder lenth reddish-brown hair, brushing it out of her face. Her light blue eyes stared up at Kelly. "I never told him..." Kaninemon whimpered and nussled up next to her. "Is it my turn to stand gaurd?" she asked, suddenly looking down at the ground, away from Kelly.
"Yes," Kelly replied simply. As Carrie left, Kelly said, "Don't worry. We'll make Damien pay for what he did to David. I promise you that." Carrie only nodded.
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Far away from Carrie and Kelly's camp, a black castle sat in the middle of a barren wasteland. Damien Ichijouji stood looking out a small window overlooking the northern forrest. That was where those two were, he knew it. There was no where else for them to be... His hard blue eyes had a piercing glare that made you rethink the old saying 'if looks could kill'. His clean, dark blue hair added to the sence of darkness around him. A tag hung around his neck. Inside the tag was a pitch black crest. The symbol on it was the outline of the top half of a hooded figure, two crossed scythes strapped to it's back. The crest of Evil. It suited him well. So well, in fact, that he was the only one who had seen his Digimon's Ultimate level. That was why they feared him so much. He was stronger then them.
"Hey, Damien, whatcha doin? Plotting someone's downfall?"
Speak of the devil. Literally. He nodded to his Digimon, DemiDevimon. That led him to think about his Digimon. In it's Rookie stage, it wasn't very powerful, not campared to most Digimon. Most people would have discarded him. But Damien knew better. The two fit together perfectly. True, he was also weak in his Babay and In-Training stages, Batmon and Crowmon, respectively, but that didn't matter. Most Digimon were. No, it was in his Champion stage, Devimon, and especially in his Ultimate form, ArmoredDevimon, that he was strong. Damien smiled as he remembered the armored dark warrior. He thought back to the day Devimon had first Digivolved. He remembered Eric hadn't been with him. He had wanted to attack alone. Devimon hadn't done it because they were losing, no, he had Digivolved because they were winning. He did it to make their victory that much more total... and because of the merciless, truely evil act Damien had just commited. That was where it had started, really. That was where he began to win, and where he met... *her*...
FLASHBACK
David Ishida's eyes were wide. Damien sneered, his sword driven straight through David's chest. Time seemed to slow, then stop. The only sound was Carrie's scream. "NOOOOOOO!!!!!!" She tried to run forward, but she froze up, unable to move... unable to help.
*Begin CGI sequence*
A digivice activates, shooting up a beam of light into a tag. The crest glows black and shoots up. It is the crest of Evil. The crest breaks the cloud cover, then shoots up and fires out black energy. A black beam shoots through it, and the camera shoots down to Devimon. "Devimon, Digivolve to..." Black armor spreads across him. Evil energy flows through him. A black sword appears in one hand, a sheath on his back. A black shield with the crest of Evil on it forms, strapped to his other arm. "ARMOREDDEVIMON!!!"
*End CGI sequence*
Damien pulled his sword out of David's chest, and he collapsed. David's Digimon was instantly deleted. ArmoredDevimon quickly reduced Lupinmon and Shadowmon to DigiEggs. Kelly, thinking fast, grabbed the Eggs and dragged the still screaming Carrie with her. ArmoredDevimon stepped forward, but Damien held out his hand. "Let them go. We have our prize." He turned back to the dying David, who was still barely clinging to life. "Shut up and die."
He was about to swing his sword, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his sword went skidding away across the grass. "What the-" A momment later, he and his Digimon were knocked back about ten feet, but saw nothing.
Then he saw her.
She was walking out of the forest towards him. She had white-blond hair that cascaded down to her knees. She seemed about 13. Her eyes were dark brown. She was tall for her age, about five-five. Walking next to her was a Digimon, a Rookie, obviously. It was humanoid, slightly shorter then her, and had a feminine form. It was completely covered, except for it's face, in medieval armor. The left half of it's armor was bright silver, the right part almost black, but still shining like silver. The middle parts, that didn't have a match on the opposite side of the armor since they were in the middle, were bright gold.
The girl walked up to David, who was still barely clinging to life, and picked him up in her arms.
"This boy is mine. You will not harm him," she said simply.
"And who are YOU to order me around? ArmoredDevimon, destroy her!"
The evil Digimon swung his sword, calling, "Satan Slash!" A black wave of energy shot at the Digimon. However, just before it reached her, it simply dissapeared. Then, he saw. The Digimon seemed to shift out of reality for a moment, splitting into two then back together. ArmoredDevimon's sword went flying out of his hand.
'It's moving faster then the eye can see!' he realised. He concentrated. His eyes flashed red. Sure enough, he saw her next attack. Time seemed to slow infinitly. She leapt at ArmoredDevimon and began to spin in midair. Two trails of energy extended, one from each hand. The energy coming from her left hand was bright yellow, while the other hand had a greyish-black energy trail. Using the energy, she cut ArmoredDevimon about ten times, then kicked and sent him flying. She jumped up, and with another well aimed kick, slammed him into the ground. She used this to do a backflip and land back where she started. Then suddenly, the power was gone. Damien couldn't see her movements anymore. The girl nodded.
"Come, Chimon" Still holding David, she and the Digimon walked away.
END FLASHBACK
Damien hadn't seen her since. Somehow, he knew he would, though...
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In another room of the castle, in a high tower, a lone figure stood on a balcony, his hands on the rails, staring out.
He had flaming red hair and heavily tanned skin. Two fangs poke out slightly from the top of his mouth, just barely visible. Most girls used to say that made him even cuter. That was before he came here. Before he came to the Digiworld and joined Damien. After he became what he was, of course. Why he joined Damien, he still asked himself every day.
However, for now, he was happy, Which was rare. He held his tag up to the little light there was. It was bright gold, the symbol on it a decorated chalice with a ring of light around the top. The crest of Life. Extremely ironic, considering who and what he was.
He heard his Digital partner, Fangmon, a Rookie bat-like Digimon, fly up next to him. He patted Fangmon on the head, not speaking, just staring out the window... at the life he, Eric Motomiya, could have had...
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Far from the camp and the castle, in a hidden temple, sat the girl Damien currently thought of. Her name was Charlene Inoue. Aroung her neck hung a tag and crest. The crest of Balance, the most important of crests, a simplified Yin/Yang. That symbol ruled her life. It was everywhere around her.
She sensed the three Digimon behind her and turned around. The first, her Digimon Chimon, was a powerful warrior, despite being only a Rookie. Next to Chimon shood a figure that you could mistake for a human... untill you saw the feathery angel wings, the gills, webbed hands and feet, and the deadly blades he normally kept hidden in his hand. Yes, that was Warimon, a creation of hers... sort of. Next to Warimon stood Veemon, the hyperactive little Digimon that had always followed Warimon everywhere ever since they found him. "Yes?"
"Charlene, everything has gone as you said," Chimon said happily.
Charlene laughed. "Good. Then it shall happen soon?"
"Hopefully."
"Okay. That was all I wanted to know. Bye."
"Bye Charlene."
"Goodbye Mistress Inoue."
"Bye-bye!!!"
"Warimon, have I ever told you not to call me that?"
"Yes, Mistress Inoue."
Charlene laughed and returned to her meditation.
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Well, that's all for now... How ya like it? Tell me if ya wanna hear more!!! BYE!!! R&R!!!