Chapter 3: Wizardmon's Story

I got very lucky. Turns out my mom sent my sister, Katie, to the store to buy eggs. She was already down town so it made since to send her. But I wasn't off the hook. Far from it. "Since you clearly do not care about the responsibility I give, you are going to stay in your room for the rest of the night!"

"Does that include supper?" I asked.

"Yes. Though I won't make you starve. I'll bring it up to your room. I hope this will teach you a lesson about responsibility." I couldn't help but smile on the inside. If only she knew I had a digimon in my room. I was already going to stay up there anyway.

"Yes mom!" I said a little too cheerfully. I hoped she didn't notice. She didn't seem to notice for she had gone back to her cooking. I tip toed upstairs and back into my bedroom. Wizardmon was still asleep. I was glad my mom's yelling hadn't woken him. I sat down on the floor beside the bed and decided to wait foe him to wake up. This could be a while. I picked up my new digimon novel and began to read. It was Digimon: Digital Monsters Volume 3. I hadn't even read it yet. As I read I noticed, like my other novels, that it skipped a lot from the episodes. It skipped a lot from the battle with Etemon and their training with Piximon. It skipped during their first battle with Myotismon too. Better to get the episode comics rather than the manga, I thought.

I started to come across parts I did not recognize. Must have been the episodes I missed. There was this digimon called Raremon who looked like a big pile of gray sludge. Tentomon and Izzy were looking for the eighth child when they came across Raremon. Tentomon digivolved to Kabuterimon and battled Raremon. Izzy continued his search when he ran into a bat named Demidevimon. I already knew who he was. He tried to use his demi dart attack on Izzy! Not cool Demidevimon! I yelled in my head. I turned the page to see what would happen and gasped. I nearly dropped the book when I saw what was on the page. It was Wizardmon! He was in the manga. So he is in Digimon Adventure. I closed the book and took out my laptop from under my bed. I got onto the internet and got on Google. I decided to just type his name into the search bar and see what comes up. When I did this I got a lot of results. Different wikis, tumblrs, pictures, and fanfictions. I clicked on the first thing that came up, the original digimon Wikipedia, and found what I was looking for. There wasn't that much on him, but enough for me to know him better. It even gave a few attacks. Magical Game, Electro Squall, Thunder Ball, and Terror Illusion. All these attacks I thought were interesting. He was a magic digimon, or maijin, and came from a place called Witchenly. Apparently he was very skilled in the magical arts. He could even read minds, as I already experienced, and control the weather.

I heard Wizardmon groan and closed the laptop. I looked at the clock and it read 6:25. It got late fast, I thought as I looked at the almost darkened sky. I looked back at Wizardmon and saw him move. His eyes fluttered open and he began to sit up. "You're awake already." It was more of a statement then a question. I saw him produce a long wand from behind his back and used it to help him stand. The wand was almost as tall as him. It looked like a long stick with an egg shaped sun ornament at the top. "You're not leaving, are you?" I asked, a little worried that he might leave. If he decided to go, then I would be alone again. I had no friends where I lived. Everybody thought I was weird because I was…..different. I didn't act or think like everyone else and they hated me for it.

"No, I'm not leaving yet," he replied. "Thank you for letting me rest. May I go outside?" I thought about it for a minute. I didn't think he would run away. He seemed very honest and trustworthy.

I smiled and answered, "Sure. But we can't use the door. I'm grounded and am suppose to stay in my room. But you're an exception. I giggled at the thought of what I was about to do. I walked past him to my bed and started to push over to the windowsill. It was a bit heavier than I thought. "Hey Wizardmon? If you're feeling better now, can you give me hand?" He had a puzzled expression on his face, but he put his wand and came over to help anyway. He knelt down and began to push with me. I just thought to wonder whether my mom could hear the bed scraping the carpet or not, but I didn't hear her approaching the door so I kept working. Once the bed was in position, I climbed on top and began to open the window.

"Exactly, what is it that you are doing?" He looked at bit worried and I laughed. His confusion turned into shock. "Did I say something funny?" I stopped laughing when I saw the look of and confusion and worry in his eyes. I could still tell his expression by looking into his eyes.

"No Wizardmon. I'm going to climb out the window." I turned from him and opened the shutters. I poked my head out and could feel the cool evening air pressing against my face. I gestured a hand toward the window. "Come on," I said casually, as though I had done this before. But to be honest, I never climbed out a window of a two story building before. I saw the look of horror on his face and quickly explained. "It's ok. Look out the window." He climbed on top of the bed and stuck his head out the window. He looked down and saw the slanted roof about a foot below the window. From there it would just be a short jump down onto the deck that covered a good portion of the backyard. He poked his head back inside and looked at me, still a little worried.

"Are you sure?" he asked me.

"Positive!" I said, giving him a grin and a thumbs up. I hauled myself up onto the window sill and stuck one leg out. Then I carefully pulled the other leg through the window and gently landed on the roof. I then slid down toward the edge of the roof and pushed myself off. I landed firmly on my feet, wobbly only slightly. "Ok Wizardmon!" I called. "Your turn!" He stared at me through the window for a few moments, and then hesitantly swung himself on the roof. I stunned when, instead of jumping off the roof, he seemed to levitate off the roof and gently set himself on the deck. I made a high whistle sound and said in nearly a whisper, "Cool." I motioned for us to sit on the swing that sat on the deck. He approached the swing and sat down. I sat down next to him. I was silent for a little bit, mustering the courage to ask the questions I was about to ask. "So, Wizardmon? How is it that you crashed in the woods?" I didn't bother to ask how he ended up in the sky for I just witnessed him flying.

He seemed a little downcast when I asked the question and I was pondering whether it was a good idea or not when he answered. "Well, you see, I have been traveling, searching for someone. Someone who is close to my heart. While I was searching, I ran into trouble as usual. And I managed to get into a fight. It was a Kwagamon that attacked me. Unfortunately, being already in a weak state, I lost that fight and had to retreat. I was wounded and very weak and couldn't sustain flight. So I fell unconscious and that is the last thing I remember." He looked very upset and I couldn't help regret asking the question. "It's alright," he said. "You were just curious." I looked up quickly realizing that he read my mind again.

"Do you do that often?"

"Not all the time," he chuckled. "But it did annoy a certain someone quite a bit." I noticed he had longing look in his eyes and asked another question.

"Who are you searching for? And how did you end up on Earth? Digimon are supposed to be in the Digital World." He sighed and stood up.

"Why don't I show you my tale." Show me? I was a little confused, but I didn't say anything. He took his wand and raised it up with both hands firmly gripping it. He closed his eyes and whispered words that made no sense to me. I gazed in wonder as smoke began to leak from the wand and curl into the air. The smoke twisted and turned forming a cloud. The ornament on the wand began to glow, and the glow emitted into the smoke. The colors changed and swirled through the cloud making an astounding light show. I stared at it as the lights began to form pictures. This all from his memory, I thought as I watched the tale unfold.

I saw him crossing a windy desert, approaching a city. I watched as he was now above the desert and hurtling toward the small city. Then, I saw him crash and lay there helpless. Many digimon went by, but didn't bother to help him. A group of digimon rode by on scooters nearly missing him. Then I saw a white cat digimon appear and give him water to drink I recognized the digimon as Kari's digmon, Gatomon. But I wasn't sure if it was the same one. He drank the water and passed out. The pictures went dark. Then I saw an orange glow from a fire, and he looked at her. Her mouth was moving, but I couldn't hear a sound. The scene changed to dark, gloomy castle. He was standing by Gatomon in what looked like a chamber of some sort with a group of other digimon. I watched as a tall, pale figure entered the room. He had a cape and was wearing a blue uniform with bats symbols. He had dirty blond hair and dead, pale skin. His lips were a dark red and fangs were hanging out of his mouth. And he had soulless eyes. I recognized this digimon as the evil vampire Myotismon. He gave each of them, except Gatomon and this little bat I knew as Demidevimon, a tag and crest of which I had never seen before. He sent them out through these huge doors. All of them went except Gatomon, Demidevimon, and Myotismon who stayed behind. Then I watched the scene change again to him flying through the air, crest in hand. It began to glow as he came across a crow's nest. He hit the bird with a glowing ball and descended toward the nest. He landed on the nest and picked up a small device. A digivice. I watched as he and Gatomon presented the digivice to a small child. It was Kari. I watched as he and Gatomon flew off to an island and land there. I watched as they went to an underground chamber and searched through a coffin. When he pulled his hand out, he held the tag and crest. I watched as they fought Myotismon together and then saw him being lifted up by bats and thrown into the ocean. I gasped and almost wanted to cry, but the scene changed again. He was riding on Zudomon with Joe and TK and showed them the crest. Then I saw them arrive to a weird shaped building and heal Lilymon. Myotismon arrived with Gatomon held in his fist and they ran into the building. With the help of TK's dad Wizardmon made it to top with the others. I saw Kari Gatomon, being held captured by Myotismon. I saw Wizardmon throw the crest to Kari and Tai throw her the digivce. And finally, I watched as Mytoismon sent a flurry of bats towards Gatomon and Kari, and Wizardmon jump in front of him. They attacked him and sucked the last of his energy. His hat had flown off and I saw tip over and fall on his back. The scene was blurry, the images disoriented, but I could make them out. Kari and Gatomon were standing over him, tears in their eyes. They were shouting at him, but I couldn't hear a thing. Then the whole thing went dark as he died.

He opened his eyes and lowered his wand to the ground. The cloud of smoke and the lights faded away. He crumpled to the ground and I ran to him to help him up. I helped him walk back to the swing and set him down. "Thank you," he said his voice tired and weak. "That took up a lot of my energy." I sat next to him. After seeing that, I had a better understanding now. But one thing still left me confused.

"If you died," I said slowly, "then how are you here? And how did you get to America?"

He answered in a quiet voice. "Since I had nowhere to go to be reborn, my body and spirit stayed here. A group of scientists recovered my body and took me here to America to a place called DATS, which they also have one in Japan." He paused then continued. "They experimented on me for….a long time. But then they finally linked my soul with my spirit and I was whole again. They wanted to send me back to the Digital World, but I couldn't without making sure Gatomon was ok. So, I escaped." I nodded, understanding everything.

"I'm sure she's ok," I gently whispered to him. He laid his head back and closed his eyes. I felt bad for him, but sort of happy at the same time. I knew everything now. But what I didn't know was that my sister was standing behind the barn that was connected to the deck. Watching everything that happened, holding six cartons of eggs in her hands.