X Evolution: The Ark Project

by Frozen Twins

Six months after the Defeat of Yggdrasil, the Digimon are trying to keep peace before a civil war happens. Amongst all this political turmoil, Magnamon has come back... to finish the Ark Project.

2. Chapter 2 A Broken World

X Evolution: The Ark Project

Chapter 2 - A Broken World

"A Civil War is Coming, and we have to stop it." – Dukemon X

Omegamon X entered Digital Space, the light fading around him to reveal Dukemon X waiting for him. "You're concerned about this next meeting?" the leader of the Royal Knights asked the valiant digimon.

Dukemon X glanced over from a list he was looking at. His eyes barely rose above his armor, a worried look about him as his eyes scanned Omegamon's face. "Enemies will be made today." He spoke, harshly. "Should this Dukemon not be worried? The few Mega's left in this world are gathering together, and are ready to start a civil war. With less then one percent of the original population of the digimon left, this Dukemon is not ready to let that happen." He said angrily, his fists clenched.

Omegamon looked cautiously at the Knight, understanding the fear in his voice, "You read too much into it." He told the younger Knight, " There will be alliances and enemies made this meeting. True. Digimon will start to push for as much political and economic power as they can get. Even they know of the delicate balance of our world. They will not be so radical as to forget that."

Dukemon's worried eyes flickered over Omegamon and turned back to the screen, not believing the words of the older Knight. The screen held the information of all the Megas that were left, a total of twelve, fourteen including Omegamon and himself. Not many Megas survived, as Yggdrasil only took a total of three mega's to be chosen Digimon. The other survivors were all rebel digimon, creating a serious unbalance in the powers. The list shown blue, a light covering the two Knights as their stares met it.

Server – Background - Names

Skuld – Rebels – Gaiomon, Spinomon, WarrioressGreymon, Z'dGarurumon

Skuld – Chosen – HiAndromon

Verdani – Chosen – Ravemon

Urd – Rebels – WarGreymon X, MetalGarurumon X

Urd – Chosen – Murmuxmon

Mt. Olympus - Olympian – Minervamon, Dianamon, Apollomon

Omegamon's eyes glanced at the blue light come from the screen. "Three females." he said, taking note of it. He had known it before, but the consequences of it had yet to be considered.

"and two are Olympians." Dukemon pointed out.

"With two taken." Omegamon mused, "This is going to drive competition even more so then before." Perhaps things were worse then he thought.

"Minervamon is not one that's going to just give herself up either." Dukemon told him.

Omegamon looked at the list. "True. The limited number of female digimon is going to affect these next few years much more drastically then we had originally thought."

Dukemon glanced down at the list again. "There are no rebel Megas from Verdani... and the rebels still outnumber the Chosen."

"The rebels are also much more connected with each other. MetalGarurumon X and WarGreymon X are the only two who aren't from Skuld and WarGreymon X is WarrioressGreymon's brother." The rebels knew what power they held, even though they had yet to wield it to their full extent, a feeling of terror still existed among the other factions.

"The Chosen are another matter." Dukemon said, "Unlike the Rebels, they were living the high life. None of them were even affected by Yggdrasil except when he decided to wipe the world and when they were chosen to be elites."

"They are not as united as the rebels," Omegamon pointed out. "But they have a superiority stand. They are very much a wildfire, one that should be watched."

"Murmexmon is the worse." Dukemon said, "he feels that the Chosen should be an elite and supported by the X digimon, and he's a politician if I ever saw one. Ravemon is not nearly so bad, but he still believes that Yggdrasil's Chosen are superior and should deserve some sort of extra political power. HiAndromon has chosen to stay quiet."

Omegamon thought about that. "HiAndromon is in fear, he fears Dorumon. Notice that he does not wish to do anything for Dorumon, he suggested putting him out on a farm away from Neweniac. He fears the young one's power."

"With good reason." Dukemon noted. He looked through the list, "These Olympians. I wish now that Yggdrasil had wiped them all out."

"Do not let them bother you." Omegamon told him, knowing that Dukemon's stress and anger was getting to him. "They are powerful yes, however, the wilder ones have died, and the three that are left are smart enough. They will only set themselves up to move later, for now, they will focus on rebuilding this world. Like you should."

Dukemon looked over at the older digimon. He walked away from Omegamon, and turned around, pacing himself. He hated to admit it, but this next meeting scared him, worse then when he decided to try the X Antibody. His eyes fell on a particular name on the list, "Gaiomon. That digimon is the most wily of digimon I have ever met."

"He makes the Coyote look good, yes..." Omegamon, confidence lacing his tone, "But he is trustable. He has a daughter or niece as well. His whole purpose is to protect her and make sure she is well off when he dies." Omegamon's thoughts drifted onto the younger one to which Gaiomon was related, surprised at the fact that he didn't know how he was related to her.

Dukemon's eye ran on the screen. "Are we then to trust Spinomon? He is not the most intellectual of digimon, an X dino with a core smaller then a piece of Numemon poo?" Spinomon was in reality, putting on a pose. While politics and book smarts evaded him, he understood a key few things. Odds, advantage and disadvantage, luck and morale. Why else was there still four mega level digimon existing in Skuld?

Omegamon had little to say. "He is a Dino X. The last mega one at that. He has no other motivation then to do what the other rebels ask of him. Pay more attention to the other two Skuld Rebels then him."

"WarrioressGreymon and Z'dGarurumon." Dukemon stated looking at the monitor, the blue light casting a faint screen of color on his armor. He continued to pace. "One is WarGreymon X's sister. The other has a cannon that rivals your Supreme Cannon, even with the X antibody."

"Neither of them are X digimon, yet they've obviously adapted somehow to combat the X program, and increased there strength beyond even the level of the X antibody," Omegamon said, his sword arm moving to enforce his point, "And WarrioressGreymon is very much like her brother. Powerful, strategic and knows when their opponent is weakest. She says little at the meetings, but by Baihumon's name, what she does say is powerful and indisputable, a powerful combination."

"And Z'dGarurumon is almost a child, never taking anything serious and making comments to himself." Dukemon said, the youngness of the Mega bothering him, Z'dGarurumon being younger then most ultimates. "Is it wise to let such a digimon help in the decision's of this world in it's fragile state?" He asked.

"Wise or not, he is a Mega, and there are so few left of us to go around, any digimon that can hold a position of leadership is needed."

Dukemon shook his head, "This Dukemon worries. We no longer have the Brotherhood of the Knights, our companions destroyed in this war. The Great Dragons, all four of them have fallen or disappeared. The Sovereign no longer exist and the Olympians have a fraction of their commanding strength.

"We are all that's left. This council may undo everything that Dorumon did. The Rebels trust no one but themselves, the Olympians look to reinstate themselves as champions of peace and the Chosen are not willing to work with others." Dukemon spat, disgust and annoyance laying thick in his voice.

An odd silence echoed among the swirling data, Dukemon's words a black mist.

"Perhaps we are looking in all the wrong places for peace." Omegamon suggested. "We have focused only on the leaders, and the leaders sometimes aren't always a proper voice for their people."

Dukemon snorted, "Then why do radical groups exist? Actions say more then speculation!"

Omegamon nodded. "Yes, you are right..." The eight foot mega took a few steps forward, and then turned around. "Actions do say more then speculation... Which is why the rookies of Neweniac have formed together. Not as Chosen or X or Skuld or Verdani..."Omegamon's voice was inserted with a pride and admiration, "but as rookies willing,to help one another. The Champions exist with each other, enjoying the little free time they have in the others company. It is the Ultimates that are the radicals, that cause the fights. There has yet to be a major incident in the Olympian's reports where a Rookie has yet to participate in anything of the sort besides being a mere bystander or victim and only two Champions have been charged with anything. There is still hope for the younger ones if we can just get them past the pride of the older digimon. The younger digimon wish to celebrate what happened, not continue this ceaseless destruction of data."

Dukemon looked over at Omegamon. He was about to say respond, to argue against what the older knight said. He stopped after a thought popped into the Royal Knight's mind, He's right, and he knows he's right. There is still hope for this world! Things have not gone so far as all hope has been destroyed. Dukemon bowed himself before Omegamon, "Forgive this Dukemon for his insolence. I have let my fear and worry cloud my mind."

"Your apology is accepted. Now, shall we discuss what we need to do in the next meeting?" the leader of the Royal Knights asked.

Dukemon got up and nodded, "What are your ideas?" he inquired.

Omegamon went back over to the list, "The Olympians, we give them what they want and make them leaders of the executing of the policy's and laws. The digimon of this shattered world need heroes to look up too. Especially one's who fight for justice. It would not be wise to have that justice be the justice of the Chosen or the Rebels."

Dukemon's grin increased at the idea. "And in giving them complete control of the police actions, we eliminate anybody else from getting in on that position."

Omegamon nodded. The two digimon talked for the next few minutes, each finding a way to try and solve the problems of the council. They knew things would not run so smoothly as they would plan. The Rebels had contempt for the Royal Knights, feeling that they didn't have the power to decide all things. This drew off the fact that Gaiomon himself slew Duftmon and Craniummon within in seven minutes of each other and some of the other Knights were slain by the Rebels as well. WarrioressGreymon and Z'dGarurumon had slain one a piece. Gaiomon slew Dynasmon a week before taking out Duftmon and Craniummon. WarGreymon X and MetalGarurumon X had very well taken Omegamon on, and done an impressive job of it. After all, Omegamon was the strongest of all the Royal Knights, except perhaps AlforceVeedramon and Alphamon. Then again, most digimon don't even know that Alphamon exists and AlforceVeedramon hadn't been seen since years before Project Ark started.

This weakness in the Royal Knights deprived them of their picture of being unbeatable leaders, warriors worth following, and the Rebels were taking that fact to heart. On the flip side of things, the Chosen digimon had no notion of this, persisting on thinking that the Knights were still the strongest digimon. Demanding them that they follow Yggdrasil's original plan and have them as an elite race.

When the two mega digimon finally finished discussing their plans, Dukemon left for Mt. Olympia and Omegamon watched him as he disappeared out of the Digital Space. He himself left Digital Space and was surprised to see WarGreymon X waiting for him. The mega was sitting on a large dusty rock in the desert. From where WarGreymon X sat, he could see the whole canyon that ran through the desert, a wound from battles long past. Its creator, a small river, flowed steadily along, a dirty blue color, littered with silt and sand. Omegamon could tell the digimon was deep in thought.

"You were waiting for me?" Omegamon asked.

WarGreymon X cast his eyes up at the Mega digimon, "Hai." he said. He turned back to the canyon, a distant look in his eyes. "I was visiting the canyon where my comrades fell." he said his eyes watched as a log floated through the river, being dashed to pieces as it hit different bits of rocks, "I was visiting the spot when I met someone."

Omegamon was surprised. Was WarGreymon X doing a political move to try and get on his good side, or remind him that it was him who took the lives of his comrades so that he could get a favor from him?

"Tell me. Was Magnamon ever a very forthright digimon?" WarGreymon X asked suddenly, as Omegamon tried to puzzle out what was going on.

Omegamon was surprised. "No. He was very much a stick to the background kind of a digimon. It is partly why he lived for so long. He only went into battles himself when he was sure to win."

WarGreymon X nodded, and looked back at the ravine, "I thought so." The Mega went silent and the river below could be heard rushing along, a calming sensation flowed through Omegamon, "I met him," WarGreymon X continued, " Magnamon, I mean. I would say that he was Murmuxmon in disguise, trying to take me out, but he said things that Murmuxmon wouldn't know."

Omegamon was astonished at the questions WarGreymon had. "If Magnamon is still alive, why hasn't he shown himself." he demanded to know.

WarGreymon X choose his words carefully, "He wants to reinstate Project Ark." he said, "He didn't seem in his right data, he even monologued." WarGreymon's mind went back to what the digimon was saying, and a chuckled a bit. For once it's not the good guy getting the bad guy to monologue so he can get a break. It was the bad guy monologuing so that he could heal himself from my attack.

Omegamon thought that piece of information through,thinking over the possibilities of what could have happened, then chuckled to himself, "Do not worry. Magnamon was connected to Yggdrasil more then the rest of us, and viewed him as a god more then any other digimon. He is merely going through shock at the loss of the server. Tell me, in his monologuing, did he mention anything about Yggdrasil still being alive?"

WarGreymon X looked up at the Mega, still sitting on the rock, he glanced at his claw and nodded. "Yes. He said that it wasn't possible to kill Yggdrasil." WarGreymon X could almost see the scene happening on the reflection of his claw.

Omegamon nodded, "Give him some time. He'll see things eventually. His attack on you is probably just an act of fear. A random act of terror."

WarGreymon X nodded, turning towards the mountains, he accepted that answer, but didn't believe it. "I'll see you at the meeting in a couple of hours." he said getting up. The X digimon took off into the bright blue sky while Omegamon watched him.

The Royal Knight took off as well.

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MetalGarurumon X flew towards Neweniac, Dorumon and Tokomon X hanging onto his back. Dorumon had strapped his body up against the metal mega with a leather harness, and held Tokomon X in front of him, squishing the in-training between MetalGarurumon and Dorumon. Tokomon didn't mind too much, but he still got annoyed at the pain.

MetalGarurumon looked back at the two digimon, and slowed down. Dorumon relaxed a bit so that Tokomon could have some breathing room. Going slow enough, MetalGarurumon started to talk to the rookie at a normal tone without having to shout against the wind. "Word on the street is that Ryudamon's got a mate that's looks surprisingly a lot like you." he said a rather mischievously.

Dorumon chuckled, "I'd be careful what you listen too. The truth is often stretched to make mons believe what mons want mons to believe."

"Well then, I guess I should just go to the source." MetalGarurumon told him, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Dorumon chuckled, and looked down as the lush green forest was under him. The branches stretching towards the suns rays, willing to branch forth and look to a new light. Even the trees knew that their destruction had almost been close at hand, and in knowing, thirsted for sunlight and life. All the trees seemed to be more bright and lively then before, feeling a sense of hope and progress in the air.

This was not what Dorumon was looking for though. He just needed to know if the trees themselves were there or not. It would tell him how close they were to Neweniac, and how much he should shorten his story. Seeing there be plenty of time, he decided to give it in detail. Dorumon took a small breath and started to tell MetalGarurumon his story.

Flashback

Two weeks, two days after the Day of Rebuilding

Dorumon yawned as he walked up to the Smith. He was there to pick up a plow he had been promised. Neweniac was still mostly in shambles then, but everyday it got better and better. Food was becoming a worrisome item for the future. He had volunteered to help with that, and the Council agreed almost instantly. He had a sneaking suspicion that they were going to ask, and then force him to take a farm if he hadn't decided to do it on his own.

Part of his willingness to do it came from how he lived his life. Always wandering around, trying to find a place which he could call his home without fear of being attacked and destroyed. There hadn't been any place that existed like that for an X digimon like himself at that time, so he had become accustom to living on his own, without anybody there to watch over him. He did enjoy his friends that he made, but he also enjoyed his time alone. He was surprised when the council gave him full custody of Tokomon X, but was very thankful for it. He was going into the smith with a pass he had been given to get a plow. He didn't have custody of Tokomon quite yet, so he didn't need to worry about watching the little digimon.

The smith was actually an odd combination of two buildings. The first was a large tree, which had been cut into and reinforced so the tree wouldn't come crashing down. It was here that the two smiths lived, one of them having a mate. From this tree in which there were a series of steps leading up, were another series of steps down to the Blacksmith from the back of it. The Blacksmith was a black building with three furnaces attached to it, more then likely powered by Demi-Meramons.

Dorumon walked up the series of steps into the tree house, where the reception desk was. As he walked in, he spotted a startling scene.

There was a Candlemon and an X digimon he hadn't seen before... the strange X digimon was female and very cute, and Candlemon obviously thought so too.

"You don't need to play hard to get, Ryudamon." Candlemon said in a very smooth and calm tone, "I know you don't already have a mate." Dorumon could see Candlemon look up and down her, checking her out.

Ryudamon bared her teeth. She couldn't exactly tell Candlemon to get out and never come back. Short of Demi-Meramon's, her dad and uncle had to make do with using Candlemon. The guy was so annoying though, there wasn't a day that passed that he hadn't hit on her and checked her out for the week and a half that he had been working here. What was worse, was that he just didn't seem to get it. No matter how hard she would try to tell him off, Candlemon would just say that she was playing hard to get and really loved him.

Now she had done the ultimate. She had told Candlemon that she had a mate, and now he was questioning her on it, and if she didn't come up with a mate in the next twenty seconds, Candlemon was going to redouble his efforts with even cheesier moves and lines.

Ryudamon glanced over to see a young purple rookie, about her age and a thought came to her as she saw him. She took the chance. Ryudamon walked over to Dorumon, "Hey there. You haven't stopped by here in awhile. I was beginning to worry." she said.

Dorumon was startled at first as she came over and grabbed his paw with hers and looked into his eyes with hers, pleading to him. Pleading by the very depths of the Dark Zone to play along. Dorumon chuckled as Candlemon stared over at him, daring him to say he was her mate. "I'm sorry Ryudamon, love." He said, "I've just been really busy getting the farm ready."

"Farm?" Candlemon asked mockingly, "Why would they ever give an X digimon a plot of land. That's absurd. X Digimon are of no usefulness. Well, the males of course. I must say, the X females have some fine looking bodies." he said. The unspoken words were there, X females were only good for playthings.

Dorumon looked at Ryudamon understandingly. His eyes seemed to say, and how do you put up with this guy? Dorumon however nodded to Candlemon. "Yes, I own a farm. A good thirty miles away or so." he turned to Ryudamon, "I'm sorry I haven't been able to come around here more." he said apologetically to her. He grabbed her and kissed her on the lips, and was about to break away when Ryudamon grabbed him and brought him closer, prolonging the kiss. Candlemon was outraged when he saw this and stormed out of the store.

Ryudamon turned back to him, grinning wickedly as they watched Candlemon go. "Thank you very much. You have no clue how annoying that guy has been."

"If it was anything like today, I might."

Ryudamon chuckled, "yeah, today was about the worst of it. I'm Ryudamon, and you are?"

"Dorumon."

"Dorumon?" Ryudamon asked, "Haven't heard of you. So ,what are you in here for anyways?" she asked.

"I need a plow for my land." Dorumon said.

"You mean you didn't make that up?" Ryudamon said incredulously, looking at the permit for a plow he handed her.

Dorumon shook his head, "I haven't made anything up. I don't lie." He said, the a thought occurred to him, "So I guess we just have to be friends, otherwise that would make me a liar in calling you my love." he said with a hint of cockiness curving the edges of his voice.

Ryudamon laughed a high laugh, "Alright, friends it is."

End Flashback

"Interesting way to make a friend." MetalGarurumon commented as Neweniac came within sight.

Dorumon nodded, "Yeah. It's nice to have someone my own age though. You older mon's are great and all. But it's still nice to have someone I can relate to more."

"With what you've done, I don't think anyone can relate to you." MetalGarurumon X told him.

"Yeah! No relate." Tokomon X chirped.

MetalGarurumon laughed, a slight metallic sound entering the waves. "Hey, I want you to watch yourself, some digimon over at the DOLE company don't really like your farm and how much of the city it supplies. They say it's unfair that one digimon is allowed to cut back their profit by sixty percent."

"DOLE?" Dorumon asked.

MetalGarurumon nodded, "DOLE. Digital Order Lending Equality. They're the other main source of food for Neweniac, providing forty percent of it."

"But I only provide thirty percent, why would they be after me." Dorumon asked.

"They say they lend equality by selling foods at the same price to all digimon, breaking down the X and Chosen barriers. That's required by law anyways, but they still use it as a marketing tool. Now they're saying it's unfair that they don't get a percentage of the money you make, because individually they make less money then you do. They also work a lot less, but they won't let anybody know that."

"Alright." Dorumon said, "I'll keep an eye out."

MetalGarurumon landed in the city, "Good. Meet you here at 8:00 tonight?" He asked, "That'll give you six hours."

Dorumon nodded, "That should be fine."

"Yeah!" Tokomon gleefully repeated, "Fine!"

MetalGarurumon X nodded and left for the council.

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I looked on Wikipedia at VictoryGreymon's stats, to make sure he was a rebel I wanted. I found out that he was given an English name of WarrioressGreymon, implying a female. (If you read the article it's actually fairly funny putting both he/she in there.) I looked at it and decided that might be a good idea, and made it WarrioressGreymon instead of VictoryGreymon, to add another Female to the council. (Mon, Yggdrasil must have really wanted the Mega digimon Chosen to be lonely... lol)

Betamon X: So that concludes this chapter of X Evolution: The Ark Project (Insert really action intense music here).

Gomamon X: Lets see, if I rearrange the data, I might... no that will just change what a I look like.

Betamon X: Yeah, then you really could give yourself a gotee.

Gomamon X: (Glares over at Betamon very, very, very hard.)

Betamon X: Alright I'll shut up now.

Frozen Twins
Betamon X

Gomamon