Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon.
Author's notes:
I don't know why I think about things like this. This is a completely original story with a plot of my own. It doesn't feature ANY of the human characters you're used to seeing from seasons 1 - uhhh... 6? 7?
Anyway, I'm sure that as this is a completely original story with all new characters, this is highly unlikely to get any reviews. This is just an idea that won't seem to get out of my head. As this is an original story, feel free to leave any Questions (that is, if this gets any views at all).
With that said, I hope you enjoy the epilogue to what I have planned in store!
EPILOGUE
This dream again...
For the tenth time in three weeks, a young man found himself in a familiar place. What was more peculiar was the fact that he was all too aware that he was in a dream. Floating, drifting along the grasslands of a very familiar landscape.
The Digital World.
The young man was a nation-ranked top player in the strategy game. He knew digimon when he could see them, and he saw plenty of them around the vast, grassy plains. From Agumon to Guillmon to tons of the newer created Digimon, they all kept on chewing flowers as if they hardly noticed the image of a human body floating across their world.
Of course, this particular individual was never one who preferred the center of attention, so he always let the digimon carry on peacefully while he observed as much as he could when he was in this majestic world.
He would continue to float on until he landed in a dark, enclosed area. In this area, his floating stopped as if he was being called by something, or someone. Looking around, he already knew where to go. Though the area was dark, a purple, illuminating light carried him to an egg. The egg was surrounded by small, slithering creatures who continued to sniff at it. The human shooed the tiny creatures away, once again studying the egg.
Any trainer knew what a digital egg looked like on a computer screen, but there were obvious differences from the computer screen and the digital world.
When many pixels formulated a real-life, tiny egg on a computer screen, this egg was twice as big from the avatars presented on the online world. This egg was white and covered with purple dots, much like the game portrayed. Of course, the game never had a bright glow surrounding it. And this egg was shaking, almost ready to hatch.
From all the previous times he had visited the egg, it continued to grow, but never seemed to hatch.
Every other time he had been transported to this area, this... cave, digimon continued to attack it. He couldn't understand how, but he was able to fend them off. Him, a simple human, could protect this single egg.
Yes, it was true that he trained in the art of hand-to-hand combat. He trained every day, and was fully confident of his abilities. Though he wasn't the best student, he had proved to be a very capable black belt of his own, winning tournaments all around Tokyo. It just never made sense.
These were large creatures who could... should be able to dispose of him very quickly (it was a true, disturbing fact; even if he didn't want to think about it too much).
Most of the digimon he fought looked like they were bugs or critters one would usually find in a cave. Almost harmless, but still searching around the egg. He'd even foughten child level digimon. In his last dream, he encountered a group of three Wormmon sniffing the egg. A few punches and kicks was all it took to scurry away.
The human wasn't sure what the digimon's intentions were around the egg. Heck, he wasn't even sure why he felt the need to protect it. Maybe he was even growing some sort of attachment to the egg.
The fact still remained that random digimon or creatures were swarming around the egg. Harmless intentions or not, as weird as it sounded in his head, he could almost feel the egg calling out to him.
"Crap," were the only words that came out of his mouth once he saw what was coming by his way this time.
This time, he saw an adult level digimon coming straight at him.
Unlike the shows or the manga, these digimon didn't shout out their attacks. It made sense, after all. If they knew English, they still didn't need to shout out their attacks. Luckily, he had been playing enough of the game to know what attack was coming.
It was a good thing that he gained instinct from all his years of fighting. If not, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out of the way so quickly from the Stingmon's claws that were rapidly coming after him.
This time, the adult level digimon definitely showed signs of killing intent. Whether it was directed at him or the egg, the male once again sought to protect this egg, no matter how impossible the task of defeating an adult digimon seemed.
Maybe he didn't even have to defeat it. If he could survive long enough, he could get out of this cave, and bring the egg to some other, safer location.
"Why didn't I do that before?" he grumbled to himself.
"Huh, this is new," he said out loud when he felt something heavier on his back.
Egg cradled in both hands, he continued to dodge from left to right as the adult digimon kept on attacking him.
Yes, there was a heavy, metal weight on his back, to be percise.
Carefully taking the object with his right hand, his left arms held tightly to the egg. He was careful enough to have a grip that was strong enough not to squeeze the poor thing, if at any moment something were to appear from the egg.
Gotta keep protecting this egg. Looks like I have a shield now. Can't complain at all. This definitely comes in handy.
The shield was a lot heavier than it looked. Though it had a perfect fit around his right arm, his movements were less agile than before, with the excessive weight of the metal holding him down. Blocking something with a shield wasn't as easy as it looked in the movies.
Whatever was going on with this Stingmon, it wasn't attacking intelligently. Sure, the attacks were still strong and scared the crap out of him, but the movements continued to be the same attack, over and over. All it was doing was speeding up to him and trying to slash at him with its claws. Luckily for the boy, his agility was an advantage. Though it looked like he still had quite a few more miles, he was almost out of the cave. Light was almost at the end of the tunnel, and the digital egg still in the careful protection of his left arm.
When the boy ducked another missile headed towards him, that was his opening to get in one attack. With his shield in hand, he knew this was a long shot, but he had to do anything to at least try and attack the enemy digimon.
The Stingmon was now outside of the cave. From the previous attacks, the boy had already deducted that this particular digimon had strength in his close-ranged attacks. Now that they were separated from each other, it seemed like the Stingmon was trying to regain its composure.
He had to act fast to protect the digital egg.
"Sorry little guy. This is just for a quick second," he said to the egg.
Quickly (very quickly), he put the egg down and took off the shield that had been wrapped around his arm. Even though the shield was heavy, he was used to picking up heavy pieces of metal and tossing it around. His sensei had unorthodox methods when it came to martial arts training, but it was all coming in handy at this very moment, even against a non human, crazed enemy.
Using all his strength, he tossed the shield at the Stingmon like it was a 200 lb. Frisbee. It connected, and from the looks of it, the attack did its damage.
The Stingmon let out a strange hissing sound. For a moment, the protector of the egg thought it was going to charge at him once more, but he was surprised when the enemy digimon spread out its wings and flew away.
The protector let out a sigh of relief, and turned to the now moving object in his hands. Wait a minute. Moving egg... That meant.
His eyes widened as he gently placed the egg down, excited to see what came next.
But, as with all dreams, this one was coming to an end, as the digital world started to fade away from his vision.
Even though the beautiful world was fading away from him, he still stretched out his arms in the same direction the egg was moving around. The world continued to fade to black, but he still saw the egg, slowly hatching.
As the egg slowly begun to fade away, the human guardian was certain he heard it calling his name.
"Ro...man..."
Obadiah
Roman's Apartment
12:45 AM
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Groaning, the "guardian" known as Roman slowly sat up.
Seriously, there was no way that could have been a dream. But then again, here he was, looking at the alarm on his phone that woke him up from his nap.
12:45 AM
Though it was still a late time to take a nap and more of a proper time for bed, Roman was the kind of person who never slept too often. A busy university student in his first year, he still had a younger sister back in the States that he kept in touch with. Back in New York City, the different time zones meant that it was probably sometime late around the afternoon that his sister would be there.
Gently rising from the futon in his single apartment, he walked over to the table in his room. Sitting down, he turned on his laptop, and started to open up his Skype chat.
"Ah! Roman!" he saw his little sister excitedly shout in front of her laptop microphone.
He smiled at her excitement. The age difference wasn't too far off, and the two grew were close siblings. He was 18, just starting his first semester at Obadiah U. She was 16, and just completed her second year of high school. June meant the end of a school year in America when it meant the beginning of another one for Japanese students.
It wasn't too hard to acknowledge (and not in the perverted manner) that his sister Kelly Suzuki was blossoming into a beautiful young woman. She gained more of their father's Japanese features, while he had inherited a little bit more of his mother's American features.
They were of mixed heritage, and even though there parents had long since passed away, close family friends had been taking care of the two of them, paying for Roman's expense at the university. He was eternally grateful to be a part of such a kind-hearted couple.
"Oh? Looks like you have a friend in the room," Roman said, smiling into the screen when he heard another voice in the room.
"Yeah! Jess is here too!"
He could hear some shocked yelling directed at her, to which he didn't blame. As they were childhood friends, Kendra had always been much shyer than Kelly. Roman wasn't sure when it happened, but he also knew that she harbored somewhat of a crush on him. The contrasts in personalities always ended up in the poor girl being embarrassed somehow from Kelly's more... direct personality.
Kelly's screen moved slightly to her right to show another dark-haired girl, Jessica Torres.
"Hello, Jess," Roman politely greeted.
His sister's friend was actually a year older than Kelly, meaning she was only one year younger than he was. A more American, dark-haired brunette with a tan complexion, Roman didn't really have any problems saying it, Jessica was a beautiful girl.
The other girl on screen returned his smile, and acknowledged her presence with a wave.
"So, have you found yourself a girlfriend yet?" Kelly asked.
Roman sighed as he heard Jess complain at the personal, straightforward question. Sometimes he wished his sister showed a little more tact when it came to such measures in others' lives, but then again, that was a part of her that he had grown to love.
"No, Kelly. We talked about this before, remember?"
"Yeah, but a lot can change in a month. Plus, it's hard to believe that college girls can resist the Roman Suzuki charm!"
Was it really a month since they last talked? It felt a lot longer than a month.
"And I'm still too busy. And, as much as I appreciate (Roman's sarcasm grew higher here) talking about my nonexistent love life, oh sister of mine we never do discuss yours."
"Ah, well... er..."
"Surely you two have to be fighting boys off of you."
As much of a polite, gentle person that he was, that still didn't mean that Roman wasn't opposed to teasing any of them, even if he appreciated his sister had such a close friend.
Plus, he had to admit, it was rather adorable watching Kendra's face go red at the comment.
"Very funny, oh brother of mine. And, no, we don't. Boys at this school are just too... boring."
"Right. And I'm living too much of a boring life here at Tokyo University. I'm here to study, sis."
"I-I wouldn't say you're boring."
Roman was a little surprised when the usually shy girl interjected at this point. It wasn't like they never talked, but she was a very softspoken girl who didn't often voice her own opinions.
Maybe the two of them were growing up after all.
A cute "eep!" escaped from her mouth. She quickly covered her mouth after making such an embarrassing staement.
"Really, Roman. You're living on your own. You have a cool motorcycle."
Roman chuckled.
"And that's all that it takes to be cool, huh?"
His sister's opinion of him never ceased to amuse him. He never considered himself 'cool' at all. He wasn't a bad boy. If anything, he always felt like more of a loner.
Roman didn't have too much trouble fitting in back in New York City, but studying in a completely different country was hard to make friends, especially with the facial features he had. When Kelly received more features from his Japanese father, Roman received more features from his American mother.
An 18 year-old university student with mixed blood, he was a dark-haired brunette with dark blue eyes. When he had more of the American appearance through his eyes and hair, he still had a very sharp, Asian looking face.
That wasn't to describe him as ugly, or an immediate outcast. In fact, he received many admirers, he was just too much of a busy, introverted student to have too much of a life. Martial arts, work, school. And, of course, Digimon. That was his grand old cycle of life.
Speaking of which...
He took a glance at the clock, and shook his head when he saw that two hous passed by.
"Hey Kelly?"
"Hmm?"
"I hate to break up this talk about what's cool and what's not cool, but I got work in a few hours."
"Damn. I forgot about the different timezones thing."
Roman blinked. He never heard his sister curse before. He cursed plenty of times himself, and while it wasn't an awful curse word by any means, it was still strange listening to his little sister using such language.
Watching her grow up was weird. He just hoped she wasn't getting into the whole party scene yet.
His sister sighed. "All right, I guess I'll let you go. But you're not off the hook about finding a girlfriend. You're in college to study, but you gotta have fun every once in a while."
Of course she wasn't going to let him off that easily. Knowing his sister, she would eventually start buying a ticket to Tokyo for Kendra, and try to hook the two of them together if she was desperate enough for him to find a girlfriend.
"Right. Thanks mom. 'Night"
He chuckled as he saw his sister blow her tongue at him as he said that, signing off from their Skype session. They didn't always Skype, but they kept in touch whenever he had the time to.
"Jeeeessss," Kelly groaned at her friend.
"Wh-what?" the shyer girl stuttered.
"You had your big chance!"
"My chance?"
"You know, your big moment! Your declaration of loooove," Kelly said in a singsong voice that caused a large amount of heat to rise to her friends' cheeks.
"Lo-love?" the poor girl asked, with a high pitch attachment of a word that was too embarrassing to squeak out.
"Yeah. As in you and Roman. I mean, come on. He's not seeing anybody and that was such a perfect opportunity!"
"You were in the room! And it was more of a brother-sister conversation!"
"I would have gladly let you have some time with him. Seriously, you're just being way too uptight. You're probably the only girl in his life, you know."
"Really? We-well... I'm just... I'm just glad he's doing alright," Jess said, quietly, after recovering from such an embarrassing moment.
Roman's sister sighed. At her age, with her bold personality and her willingness to get her brother a girlfriend, she had been trying to play matchmaker with Kendra and her brother for such a long time. She knew Kendra was just perfect for her brother, but they were so far away...
"Hey Jess?"
"What's up?" Jess asked, not liking the mirthful sound in her best friend's voice at all.
"What do you think about spending a summer in Tokyo?"
"Hmm..."
END PROLOGUE
Author's Notes. Yes, the card parts were obvious from the Digimon Tamers series. However, I don't intend to use that as a major part of the storyline. It helps familiarize myself with Digimon. It's been a while since I've read Digimon fanfiction, and I wanted to try something new.