Y/N: It's Daisuke time. I enjoyed writing this one actually, but it took me awhile, and I wrote some of it while at like two in the morning…I hope you all enjoy it, and I hope Daisuke's character pleases all of you conflicting reviewers! :) Maturing but still the Daisuke we know and love…
U/N: U/N: This was going to be Sora's chapter... but we switched it... so it's my sister again-hurray! I liked this one :D Anyway, enjoy and stuff...
Title: Digimon Adventure 04
By: Yukira and Urazamay King
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or its characters.
Part 1: The Rift
Chapter 04: Shock, Drop and Go!
Daisuke:
He hadn't contacted us.
It hadn't been very long. It had only been a few hours, but I was getting antsy. What was it? And why was it making Takeru so spaced out? He was supposed to be leading some of the younger kids on a hike through the forest, but he'd been asked three times, by three different kids, when they were leaving, and he'd responded with "Leaving to go where?"
This "rip" or "tear" or whatever Takeru wanted to call it was not a good thing. It was making everything a lot more difficult than it needed to be. This was mostly because it was giving Takeru hope—not that it really took much to make that kid hope for anything—that the Digital World wasn't going to be closed to us forever. And to make matters worse…his hope was giving me hope, and I didn't know how I'd handle it if that hope was dashed.
So I was just assuming that there was another sort of phenomenon going on here. Maybe there was a rip in that…what did Koushiro call it? Oh, the space-time continuum. That would probably be bad…way worse than the Digital World being open anyway.
Not that I personally could find anything wrong with that happening…
But Gennai probably could. And Gennai was right all the time. That's why he was a guardian of the Digital World, and we were just trespassers that were sucked into the world to recharge its fundamental bases, a.k.a. the crests.
What a downer. Being told you were just supposed to recharge something you still didn't exactly understand. I mean really, what did humility and I have in common anyway? I didn't know what it was, and it just seemed to avoid me—according to Hikari anyway.
Hikari…she would probably want to know about this strange happening before too long.
I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, intending on calling her, but something stopped me. While sitting on the grass, taking my turn at watch—we literally were switching on the hour to make sure no kids touched this thing…I think Takeru was getting a little too into this…and I'd been sitting there for fifty minutes, doing nothing but stare at this weird floating tear in the universal make-up—something happened. The tear sparked. Literally. What looked like bits of lightning spurted out of the tear, causing me to drop my phone in surprise.
So much for calling Hikari.
I had to get some help.
"Takeru!" I shouted. He wouldn't be too far. When those kids managed to get him to go on that hike, I was almost sure that he was walking a loose circle around the tear so as to be helpful if necessary.
"Daisuke? Is it important?" Came his response.
"Pretty important, yeah," I answered.
"Let me get the kids back," he said. I agreed to this, mostly because I was afraid of the lightning striking one of the kids. It would be worse than one of Meiyomon's experiments.
It surprisingly didn't take him too long to get back. My guess is he ran into another councillor on his way back, and handed the kids off. He was back within the minute.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I was almost struck by lightning," I explained. "This isn't safe. No one can get near it. Not until Koushiro tells us what it is. And it's dangerous. He'd better be coming up with a way to get rid of it."
"We can't have the kids anywhere near it," he agreed. "How far is this 'lightning' reaching?"
"I kind of ducked for cover when I saw it, okay? I don't know exactly," I huffed.
"Well, we could…" he trailed off. He ran his fingers through his hair, clenching them into fists. "We can't stay here. We've got to get them to call off camp…for this week at least."
"Right," I said. "And how do you propose we do that exactly?"
"I don't know," he said exasperatedly. "I'm not a genius Daisuke. I don't have all the answers."
"Right, well," I said, but I was cut off by another bolt of lightning coming from the tear. This one hit the tree behind me, causing me and Takeru to run for it.
"Miyako! Ken!" Takeru shouted as we ran out of the trees into the cabin area. "We have trouble, with a capital T!"
"So do we," Ken said, coming up behind us.
"What? Is it worse than lightning?" I asked.
"Lightning?" Miyako asked, trailing behind him. "We were talking about the snow by the lake."
"Snow?" Takeru asked, he seemed to light up faster than a light bulb. "It's just like before."
"What are you talking about?" Ken asked, begging for the answers we all wanted from him.
"In 1999," he explained. "August first, up on that hill by the now abandoned cabin, a tear opened up, after the weather got confused. It was snowing, and then suddenly seven lights came from the air—they ended up being our digi-vices. Then we were taken into the Digital World…."
"That can't be what this is," Miyako said gently. "You heard Gennai."
"And I've heard him say it before," he said. "He was wrong then too. Something's happening."
"Don't," I said. "We don't have time to argue whether it is the Digital World or some alter-life-as-we-know-it situation that will result in the Earth blowing up. We have to evacuate the camp. And fast."
"It's already been started," Ken said. "That's what we came to tell you. The snow freaked the boss out he said he couldn't handle another strange summer."
"Which we now actually understand…" Miyako interrupted. She held her hands up in surrender when Ken sent her a glare.
"The kids have been packing their bags, and the other councillors have been contacting their parents. They have no idea what to do in this situation," he continued. "It's not in the manual."
"Of course it isn't," Takeru said. "Until a few years ago, they didn't think the Digital World existed. They still don't think it exists."
"It might not be—" Miyako started.
"No time," I repeated. "I'm calling Jun. She'll come and get me; she owes me for watching Otamamon for her every weekend since she got him. You guys help evacuate the kids. They are a priority. I'm going to see if Koushiro has got anywhere. I'll see if I can contact Iori as well. And Hikari will want to know. Call me when you get out of here, alright? I'll let you know what else is left at that point. I don't know where I'll be at that point in time."
"Yes sir," Takeru and Miyako said giving me mock salutes. But I could tell they knew the seriousness of the situation.
They ran off to help the kids, and I started out down the road that led out of the campsite, while dialing my sister.
"Hello, you've reached Jun, what do you want?" I would have snickered at her polite-yet-rude greeting, but I knew there wasn't time for it.
"I need a ride. I don't have time for questions. Can you get me?" I said in my no-nonsense tone.
"I guess," she said suddenly serious too. "What's up?"
"It's a world-anomaly thing," I said. "I can't explain. I need to get to our resident genius' house to figure it out."
"I'm on my way," she said hanging up. It was times like this that I actually appreciated having a sister.
Not that I held that thought for long.
She picked me up less than half an hour later, on the side of the road. I'd decided to run as far as I could just to save time in the end.
"Okay, now that you're going to be around, you can take The Fish with you," she said.
I rolled my eyes, but didn't bother to remind her that Otamamon had a name…and possibly wasn't a fish. I couldn't remember….
"Why can't you just keep Otamamon with you?"
"I've got a date with Shuu," she said.
"Who's Shuu?"
"Your friend's brother…what's his name? Something Kido, Jou maybe?" she continued. "The point is, it's only our third real date, and we're spending the day together, and I didn't want to spend it talking about the digital make-up of The Fish, and how it can live in the regular world and function the same even though it isn't made up of actual matter. There's only so much of that I can take you know. And I'm really into this guy."
"I don't care about that," I told her. "You were after Yamato for years, but it didn't amount to anything either."
"I've been interested in Shuu twice as long as that," she said. And I actually believed her. "I really want this to work, but I want to know him not The Fish."
"Right well," I said. "If you can drop me off in down-town Odaiba, I'll take Otamamon with me."
"No dice," she said. "You take The Fish, and I drop you off at home. I have only an hour left, and I'm not finished with my hair or my nails. I was about to start them when you called."
"Again, I don't need to know this. I have to call Iori right now," I said pulling out my phone again. "Don't interrupt me okay? This could be for the good of the entire world."
"Saving the world again? Haven't you done that like twice already? Isn't that enough?" she asked, but I ignored her. The phone was ringing.
"Hello, you have reached Iori Hida, I apologize for not coming to the phone, but Meiyo is currently trying to explode the house, leave a short message and I will return your call."
"Iori, we've got an issue, a the-world-could-end type issue. Call when you get this," I said, biting back a groan. Of course he'd be out—or literally stopping Meiyomon from destroying something—when we need him.
"He's not answering?" Jun asked sympathetically.
"No," I said freely expressing my frustration with a few curses while I was at it.
"No need to get fresh," she said defensively. "I was just asking."
"Sorry," I said. "Can't you go any faster?"
"Not if you don't want to be pulled over for speeding. I'm going too fast as it is."
I called Iori three times more by the time we reached my house. I ran inside, tossed my backpack on my bed and ran to find Otamamon.
"Hello Daisuke!" he called. "What are you doing here? You're either at camp or at the Yagami residence usually..."
"I know," I said, glancing around to make sure mom wasn't home. I didn't have time for a mother-son bonding moment. Things wouldn't allow for that time. "We're going on a trip."
"You and me and Jun?" he asked.
"Naw, just you and me buddy," I said scooping him into my arms. "We've got a genius to alert and a sick girl to inform."
"Couldn't you have just said their names?" Otamamon wanted to know.
"Wouldn't have given the variety," I said as I ran out the door. "I'm working on my word choices."
"Good work then," he said taking me seriously, like I knew he would. I rolled my eyes, and pushed myself to go faster.
Hikari's house was closer, and I really preferred talking to Hikari over Koushiro in general. And I wouldn't have to waste time knocking at the Yagami's. Since Hikari's been sick, and Taichi's been at school, they've practically adopted me so that I could take care of Hikari in Taichi's place, lightening the stress on the entire family—Hikari especially, she hated her parents hovering over her.
"Aren't you going to knock?" Otamamon asked as I burst through the front door, and made my way to my—and Taichi's I guess—bedroom. Taichi was lying on the top bunk while Hikari was resting on the bottom—mine. Both looked up, startled, when I barged into the room.
"Daisuke, what's wrong?" Hikari asked, at the same time Taichi said "What the hell, Daisuke?"
"Trouble," I panted. Running the entire way wasn't my best idea. "There's a tear…in the space-time continuum…or reality…don't know. Lighting…almost hit me…got a tree…instead…snow on the lake…camp cancelled."
"What?" Taichi asked.
"It was snowing at camp?" Hikari asked. "Lighting coming out of a rip in reality?"
"Sounds like…" Taichi said trailing off.
"That's what Takeru thinks," I said. "Koushiro's running tests…but it got dangerous…lightning and all."
"We have to go," Hikari said getting to her feet, wobbling a little when she finally got there. "We have to help."
"Lay down Hikari," both Taichi and I said at once. He turned to glare at me.
"Don't tell my sister what to do," he growled.
"You said the same as me," I defended myself.
"I'm her brother; I'm supposed to take care of her."
"I can take care of myself," Hikari interrupted.
"Quiet Hikari," we said together again, causing both of us to growl this time.
"Don't tell her to shut up," I said.
"You did," he said throwing my argument back in my face.
"Guys," she tried again, but we ignored her. He was just going to have to see things my way.
"We don't have time for this," she continued.
"Taichi, what is your problem?"
"You are, Daisuke," he said, shoving me a little.
"Well," Hikari said. "You are both my problem."
"You know what my problem is? The safety of the world, that's what," I said pushing Taichi back.
"I'm going," Hikari said. If I'd been really listening, I might have made an attempt at stopping her…but again, I wasn't really paying attention.
"You were supposed to be at camp," he said. "I was spending quality time with my sister."
"You can do that tomorrow," I shouted at him. "We need her right now."
"Just her?" he asked. "Why not me? If it really is the Digital World, I have more experience than you do."
"Well, I happen to think her and Iori will help us most in this situation," I shot back.
"Because they'll actually listen to you?" he asked with a snort.
"You know what—?" I started.
"Just shut up!" Hikari's raspy voice called out. "We need a plan."
Next on Digimon Adventure 04: Sora's chapter is next, she meets up with Mimi, and a chaotic shopping trip ensues….