This is my longest chapter at 6000 plus words. I hope you enjoy. Furno, I greatly appreciate your comments! I have a lot of this planned, such as what Digimon everyone will get. But I have taken a few of your suggestions to heart. Expect something in the future. Read, Relax, and Enjoy!
As the pink beam of virtual energy hit the surface, the group tumbled to the ground. Everybody was exhausted, as instantaneous travel really does a number on your energy. Sora gazed at his surroundings, not at all caring if he was lying on a bed of hard pebbles. They were in a ravine of some sorts. Small stunted trees with twisted trunks littered the canyon. The fissure extended for miles without end. An expanse of bright blue sky showed little clouds and suggested major heat.
Vixiemon got up and shook the dust off her coat, showering everyone else with it. "Hey," exclaimed Sora. She fluffed her tail out and glanced around, nervously blushing with embarrassment. Kokomon gave a short giggle and drifted in front of Sora.
"This is the way to the camp, I'm sure of it. If we start walking now, we can be there before nightfall." Kokomon sounded confident, so everybody got into a single file line and began to hike along the expansive canyon.
It was a while before everybody decided to call a break. Sora fell to his knees, grateful for the rest stop. He and Guilmon had to carry some of the more exhausted Digimon, including Hopmon. As Hopmon had no legs, the trek had caused some problems for the young In- Training. Despite the tension between boy and Digimon, Sora had obligingly carried Hopmon. An eerie silence had befallen the entire party, everybody mulling over their own thoughts.
Sora wandered over to a nearby puddle and began to gulp down some water, quenching his thirst. Guilmon trotted over and dunked his head in the shallow water source. He resurfaced with a grin on his face. "I feel better now," he exclaimed, clearly enjoying the water.
Sora smiled and began to gaze at the sky. His thoughts flickered to those of his friends, the ones he had unwillingly left on the islands. Riku. Kairi. I may be gone for a while, I don't know how long. But I promise, I will find you. Sora walked over to his traveling companions. "If everybody's feeling better, can we get a move on?"
Kokomon nodded. "You see that sharp bend up ahead? Around that corner is the base camp." She glanced back towards the group. "After we rest up at the village, I'll take you to see the Sovereign."
Suddenly the sky grew dark; a huge black shadow was crossing the sky covering the Digital World. The sun was swallowed, only to be replaced by the moon. Stars slowly twinkled into existence.
Sora gazed at the sky, his jaw wide open. The rest of the party appeared unfazed. "What happened to the sky? Where was the sunset?" questioned Sora, a confused look on his face.
"Sora, you've got to remember, the real world is different from the Digital World. In this world, night and day are instantaneous. You've never noticed this because you always fall asleep pretty early" explained Vixiemon. Sora nodded in understanding.
As everybody rounded the corner, our band of heroes were swarmed with Digimon, all different shapes and sizes. For example, there was what looked like a big purple mole. Its claws and nose were actual drills. 6 wispy whiskers were plastered onto the Digimon's face.
Next to the mole was a green humanoid figure. It wore leather garments, which complimented the large wooden club it carried in one hand. A wild red mohawk sprouted from its nearly bald head making the Digimon look quite rowdy.
"Goblimon and Drimogemon," Vixiemon muttered. She glanced warily at both types of Digimon trying to decide what to do. As Renamon, she'd had a bad experience with a Goblimon. Sora put his hand on her head.
"Do not hurt them," Kokomon piped up. "They're just trying to protect the village."
"Don't worry, I've got this," Sora stated confidently.
"I hope you're right"
Sora strolled up to the Digimon a smile on his face. "Excuse me? My friends were wondering if they could enter the city. We would love to help in any way we can."
Each Digimon looked at each other in surprise. They'd never see a human before and didn't know how to handle it. A single Drimogemon nodded his head towards the gate, a gesture to allow them into the city. "The Sovereign was expecting a human child" he muttered to his fellows. Each Digimon retreated a fair distance and began to work on their respective tasks before they had been interrupted.
The Drimogemon who had allowed them access to the city had stayed behind. He walked over to the party. "I have duties to attend to. I shall have one of the other Champions be your guide. Once the tour is over, you shall meet with the Sovereign." Sora nodded in understanding.
Kokomon sighed in relief. "I am grateful that our mission is finally over. Though we did not find anyone other than you guys, it looks like the population of Digimon has increased bit by bit." She glanced up ahead. " I assume those are our tour guides."
They had not one, but two tour guides. One looked like a kind of cartoonish dog. It was yellow with blue ears. A blue D was emblazoned on its chest like that of a superhero.
The second Digimon looked like a beautiful swan. With a graceful long neck, the white and purple feathers looked like a petticoat. An elegant choker with two golden wings was worn on the slender neck. A dainty head and a narrow beak made the Digimon look like a fashion model.
As the two Digimon were walking over, they suddenly froze. A delighted look crossed their faces as they began to charge towards the group. Sora looked back at his companions. "Do any of you know them?" Everyone shook their head.
Just when Sora was about to turn around, he got knocked back by the two incoming projectiles. "Sora!" exclaimed the swan, with a raspy voice. The dog would not stop hugging him, like one of those grandmas who just have to pinch your cheeks. An idea suddenly formed within his mind.
"Donald? Goofy? Is that you?" Both creatures nodded glad to finally be recognized. Sora pulled both of his friends into one great big grizzly hug, tears streaming down his face. "What happened to you guys? How are you here? Why are you Digimon?"
Donald shook his head. "I don't know but we weren't expecting to see you." He hugged Sora fiercely. "We woke up one day like this. The village found us, and brought here. We've been here for about two months, repairing the village." Goofy nodded being strangely silent.
"Why isn't Goofy talking?" asked Sora, concerned for his friend.
Donald side glanced at Goofy. "When he became a Doggymon, he lost the ability to speak."
Goofy sadly nodded, but still kept hugging to Sora. Sora hugged back feeling as empathetic as ever.
"Anyway" continued Donald, "the Sovereign want to see you. If you'll follow us we'll guide you." The Digimon all stood up ready to meet the Sovereign once again. "Just Sora that is."
Sora waved to his buddies. "Don't worry, I'll be out in a flash." He gave the group a confident smile. I wish I felt as confident as I looked. The Sovereign was supposedly the most powerful Digimon in the Digital world, Sora didn't want to get on his bad side.
Donald brushed his feathers up against Sora. "This way," he quacked, leading the way. They walked through a dimly lit alley way surrounded by poorly built wooden huts. Many small In-Trainings cowered as the trio walked past, diving for cover in the shambles of their shelter.
A deep sadness overcame Sora. Before this "War of Chaos" the Digital World must've been a thriving place. Now it was overcome with poverty and battle scars. Though they were different creatures, this was no way to live, even in human standards. He desperately wanted to help the settlement as much as he could, however he had his own mission to complete.
Picking up the pace Sora and friends arrived in what looked like some very old ruins. Many bricks were missing and the foundation of the building was slightly towards the left. It was a dusty brown, the color having faded a long time ago. Climbing up a vast mountain of stairs, Sora's mouth dropped.
There was not one Digimon Sovereign but four of them. The closest colossal Digimon resembled a turtle. A massive tree grew from the shell of this mighty beast. It had two heads each with a thick beige neck. Twelve tan spheres surrounded Digimon's body.
To the right of the turtle was an immense blue dragon. At first glance its elongated body seemed solid but looking rather closely it looked transparent, as though it were made of energy. Thick chains encased the body as though it was for its own good. Around each of its powerful legs were three blue orbs. A deep blue mask with yellow highlights shielded it massive head. Long white wispy locks of hair fell from its chin creating a massive beard.
A beautiful white tiger was talking right now. Its slender body was marked with bold purple stripes, vicious black spikes rolling down its back. Two heavy duty ankle cuffs were worn on the hind legs, as well as the tail. The same twelve tan spheres surrounded the tiger's waist. A delicate purple mask was plastered onto its face. Two purple vambraces were on its forelimbs with some sort of writing.
The last of the Sovereign looked like a phoenix. Eight magnificent wings were folded up against its massive body as it stood on two powerful legs. A tail, not unlike that of a dinosaur's, was curled around is feet. 6 orbs each were around the tail and the neck of the glorious phoenix. Four beady eyes stared at them as though accusing them for an unforeseen crime.
"Why is this piece of human filth standing in the conference room? Why has it trespassed into the Digital World at all! I thought we were done with this forsaken business with that infernal human world?"
The blue dragon sighed. "Calm down Zhuquaimon, there must be a reasonable explanation for this." He crossed over towards Sora. "Child you seem older than the Tamers that came here long ago. What brings you to the Digital World?"
Sora put his hands on the back of his head. "Actually a couple Digimon in the Village below said you were expecting me. They had told me to meet you here."
Zhuquiamon exchanged a look with the dragon. "We did not summon you puny mortal. You have no right to come in here in interrupt this meeting!" He threw a look of pure loathing at Sora. "Humans, think you can put your noses into our business whenever you want. Well now it is time-"
The white tiger stepped forward. "Stop this insolence Zhuquiamon. I am the one who summoned the human here. We are in need of help and this human is different than most. He has saved the universe twice and it is he who holds the key to our survival. Azulongmon, it is as I feared. My visions have begun to come true. We must reunite the Tamer Digimon as well as the boy and send them to the realm of humans."
Azulongmon shook his head sadly. "Alas I was afraid of this. Ebonwumon, you are the eldest and wisest of us all, what have you sensed?"
Ebonwumon, the turtle shook both of his heads. "I have seen nothing." The head on the left spoke. "Yup yup we have seen nothing. Our vision is clouded." "Clouded" repeated the right head.
Zhuqiamon sat there, appalled. "Baihumon, do you not think we cannot care for ourselves? That we need the help of HUMANS to protect what has been rightfully ours for eons?"
Baihumon stared at the ground. "Zhuquiamon. I am the strongest of the Soveriegn, you know this. If I know I cannot defeat the enemy then we are in dire need of help. That is why I have called this human, Sora."
Azulongmon eyed Sora critically. "Baihumon, you say he is powerful. That he saved the universe twice. What makes this boy so special?"
Baihumon gazed at his fellow Sovereign equally. "Besides the fact that this boy possesses a weapon that is even older than us, that he would sacrifice himself for the greater good to end the darkness, this boy has saved the worlds more than once. He defends the light, guarding it with every fiber of his fragile human body. The light we need to vanquish the ongoing darkness of this endless war."
The room had grown quiet. Sora glanced around the room glad that the Sovereign were done squabbling. Right now he just wanted to get back to the village to help those poor Digimon. The looks they had given him as he strode right on by urged him to lend assistance.
Baihumon slowly walked towards Sora growing bigger as he neared. "We wish to debate right now. If you will wait in the village until then we shall figure out what to do."
Sora turned around to walk away only to stop mid-turn. "Baihumon, you're the one who's been contacting me, right? You summoned me to the Digital World, telling me that you needed my help. That was you, correct?"
"Yes Sora, it was me. I am far from the wisest of us, however once I had sensed your presence, I had known you were meant for something. After that I kept an eye on you, watching as you progressed. You are the first Keyblade Wielder this world has seen in many centuries. You seem inexperienced as none have guided you. From what I've learned in the past, Keyblade wielders were not meant to simply protect the light. They were meant to keep balance not succumbing to darkness or light. You must remember this. You are the only hope the Digital World has."
Sora nodded. "Thank you, Baihumon." He turned and walked out of the ruins. Donald and Goofy were waiting at the bottom of the steps. Sora let out a sigh of relief. Interrogating Baihumon was probably not one of his best moves. With the Sovereign breathing down his neck, one wrong move and there goes his chance to help his friends.
"How did it go?" Donald quacked curiously. He was chewing on some of his feathers, no doubt nervous.
"They didn't seem too interested in me. They were mainly arguing about some visions of some sort, and me of course. Surprisingly, they knew of the Keyblade." Not all worlds, but in some worlds, there were people who had certain knowledge of the Keyblade. Like for example, Leon one of his friends, or King Triton, king of the sea. "Anyway, can you take me to the Digimon I was with earlier?"
Goofy nodded taking lead, but not before giving Sora another hug. Donald took the rear, making sure Sora didn't lag behind and get lost. They traveled in silence occasionally looking at a specific building or comforting the frightened Digimon.
As they neared the lake, Sora's previous party were surrounding two different Digimon. One was a small plump white had large white ears with purple fringe. Some sort of complicated design was upon its forehead, three black triangles surrounded a large red triangle. Cheerful green eyes blinked up at him expectantly.
The other Digimon looked like a raccoon wearing a Viking helmet. It had a short, bushy, ringed, tail curled around its round body.
Guilmon stuck his head in the air and gave a loud bout of laughter. "Sora, we found more of my friends. These are Calumon and Kapurimon."
Calumon glanced at Sora suspiciously. "You're not Jeri." Despite the disappointment in his eyes, his voice suddenly became bright and happy again. "Do want to play?" Sora nodded.
Vixiemon stifled a sigh. "I'll explain later Calumon, right now we should just be glad we found you and Kapurimon. Now all we need are Terriermon and MarineAngemon and everybody will be accounted for." She turned to Sora. "What did the Sovereign say?"
"Right now we're just waiting for them to debate, and they never said for how long. I'm not sure how tired you guys are, but I'm going to help this village. There's so much sadness here, it's unbearable."
Kokomon nodded. "We were just about to go find the Megas before Calumon and Kapurimon showed up. As you recall, the Megas are in charge of keeping the order in the village. If we go to them, they can give us work to do."
Everybody in the group agreed. Donald took point as he knew the most common location for the Megas to be at. Sora noticed Hopmon was slowly lagging behind, farther and farther away every time he looked. Finally he walked to the end of the line and stooped over. "Come here Hopmon, you look tired. Don't worry I don't bite."
The little Digimon looked at the ground, shuddering with fear. Slowly, Sora touched the Digimon and began to gently pick it up. "See I'm not going to attack you. If I did, I'm pretty sure you would beat me up, so there's no need to be afraid, okay?"
For the first time, ever, Hopmon began to smile. He made a gentle laughter and snuggled closer to Sora, eventually falling asleep. There is no way he is ruthless. Everybody has light in them, if you know where to look. Glancing ahead, the single file had come to a halt.
Four powerful looking Digimon were conversing silently. The first one was a jumbled assortment of different animals. The back half of the Digimon looked like a tiger, while the front half looked like a vulture. Two razor sharp talons were the fore legs, and the back legs were two powerful paws. A snake head was attached to the end of the tiger's tail. Two leathery bat wings sprouted from the shoulders enabling the creature to fly. A titanium helmet covered its face protecting its fragile head.
Surprisingly, one of the Digimon looked like a lion. Or, if a lion and a tiger had come together that is. The Digimon in question had a beautiful golden coat, slender orange stripes decorating it. A large mane fringed its face, the flesh fanning out, making the head look like a sunflower. Orange tipped the mane making it look exotic. Two overgrown incisor teeth draped over its fanged mouth, as though it were a saber tooth tiger. Two bright blue eyes gazed thoughtfully at the other Megas indecisively.
An enormous rhinoceros beetle clad in purple armor gently hovered off the ground, 16 insect wings keeping it aloft. On each oversized hand were three gleaming claws for grasping, as well as a pair of heavy duty pincer on each wrist. A glowing red core, in the Digimon's abdomen glared menacingly. Two thick cables hung loosely on the ground, each barbed with a small mace head. A stinger like that of a scorpion curved at the end of its tail.
Last but not least was a fierce draconic looking warrior. Wearing thick yellow armor, the general was brandishing a scary looking claymore. A golden V was displayed on the champion's forehead, as well as a red horn. Bright orange skin rippled over the intense mass of muscle. Red knee guards protected the Digimon's legs from harm. Folded up against its back were what appeared to be wings. An enormous claymore was strapped to its back as well. It stood proudly, quietly whispering in a grave tone.
The Digivice began to create quite a lot of noise. Sora pulled it out and gasped in awe. The lion magnificently appeared on the screen.
SaberLeomon
Attribute: Data
Level: Mega
Moves: Howling Crusher
Twin Fang
Kokomon gazed up rather meekly. "Excuse me, um… S-SaberLeomon?"
The great beast turned his head and looked down. He looked slightly relieved. "Ah Kokomon. You have returned. Was your mission successful? Have you found any more stray Digimon Not to mention enemy Digimon?" The bombard of questions seemed to have thrown Kokomon slightly off kilter.
"Um, well you see," Kokomon paused unable to think of anything to say.
Sora jumped to her rescue. "SaberLeomon, Kokomon here did a great job. She found more of her friends and me as well. She has returned from her mission and all of the Digimon here would like to help even more. We want to help rebuild the village."
All four Megas glanced uncertainly at each other. They huddled together and conferred in private. Several minutes later they pulled apart. SaberLeomon stepped forward. "Only the human and the odd red Digimon may help."
Vixiemon leaped forward, her eyes blazing rebelliously. "Must the rest of us sit and do nothing!" She defiantly glared at the Megas not even considering the fact that they could easily strike her down. The other In-Trainings argued vigorously, supporting Vixiemon as their spokesman.
The large purple beetle scoffed at them. "You must be new if you do not even know the rules of this encampment. Everything below the level Rookie must train in intense conditions. I knew they were weak, however Gryphonmon, I didn't know they were as incompetent as this."
Gryphonmon sighed and rolled its eyes. "TyrantKabuterimon, we've been over this, yes we know you are the strongest one here, but that does not put you in charge! Do not call them weak, we need as much help as we can possibly get. The more Digimon we have, the faster we can all leave this pitiful place. Even SaberLeomon and VictoryGreymon agree with me. Besides the Sovereign have something special planned for them"
Yaamon spat on the ground. "Hey, beetle brain, listen and listen up real good. We may be small, we may be stupid talking heads, but we can still give you a good butt whooping."
TyrantKabuterimon gave a loud roar. "How dare you speak to me like that that you little Numemon slime!" He took to the air in two mighty wing beats immediately getting into battle position.
VictoryGreymon unsheathed its enormous broadsword and placed it between the two Digimon. "Stop this petty fight. TyrantKabuterimon, will you allow yourself to be chided by these mere insults? Young In-Training Digimon I know it is hard to sit back and do nothing as your fellows around you are suffering, however, for now the best thing you can do is train to the limit. With your training, you will eventually Digivolve. Then, you may help in the rebuilding of the Digital world."
Sora smiled encouragingly at his friends. "Don't worry guys, before you know it you'll be in your …err Rookie form right? Until then, Guilmon and I will work twice as hard until you guys are ready to help."
Vixiemon gave an approving nod. "You're learning your Digimon facts well." She gave a long defeated sigh. "Let's go team, time to train."
Goofy led the small Digimon to the training course, leaving Donald, Sora, Guilmon, and the Megas.
SaberLeomon gave a growl. "You, Swanmon, show the human and this Rookie the supply shed. You may begin to help by repairing the buildings. The lesser Digimon will need shelter as they are too weak to help."
Sora bristled at the comment but held his tongue. If he remembered correctly, Megas were the highest on the Digimon scale. Sora didn't like how these Digimon treated his friends, however, he did not want to get on their bad side. Right now with a secret identity to keep and no magic at his disposal, Sora was basically defenseless.
He let out a sigh, something everyone seemed to be doing. Sora had got what he had wanted, to help the Digital World, but at what cost?
Sora gently put his wooden plank down and wiped off the sweat from his forehead. It has been three long weeks since Sora had begun to help the village. The village had slowly risen from the ground up. Many new houses had been built for the many In-Training and Fresh Digimon. All the Digimon seemed to finally have something to smile about as they had a place to sleep after a long day of training.
Vixiemon, Kokomon and everybody else came running up to Sora as he finished off the house he was building on. A few days earlier, the Sovereign had used some of their power to teleport the rest of Guilmon's friends to the village. Everybody had been overjoyed to see Gummymon and MarineAngemon. Since the Sovereign had teleported those two across the entire Digital World, they were currently resting.
Gummymon looked like an exact replica of Kokomon. However, despite the fact he was green, Gummymon lacked two horns, and it only had one.
MarineAngemon was very small. Sora did not quite believe Vixiemon when she told him that MarineAngemon was a Mega. MarineAngemon was only about as big as a dodge ball. He was bright neon pink with a pair of feathery wings. A large red heart was portrayed on its chest. MarineAngemon had two bright green eyes that seemed to always be full of love and compassion. Two antennae were perched on his head, staying alert.
Gummymon gave a whistle. "Not bad workmanship. Although it needs some carpet, some windows, maybe a T.V. And not to mention a refrigerator."
Kokomon gave a groan. "Gummymon," she warned.
Gummymon smiled "Momentai!"
Sora gave a bout of laughter. "I'll be sure to add that soon Gummymon." It was comforting to know he had friends who could make him giggle now and then. It may have only been a few weeks, but Sora was feeling more homesick than ever. He missed the way the sand rolled on the shore, the salty sea air, and the small fish he would occasionally catch. But most of all he missed his friends and family. Riku and Kairi were probably worried sick about him. In their eyes he could be dead, they didn't know what had happened to him. His parents were beyond grief. To them he had been missing for three years. They were heartbroken, it felt like he would never see them again.
Sora mentally sighed. He forced a happy smile and tried to ignore the emptiness in his heart. If any of his new friends noticed he was sad they would ask what was wrong, and then, there would be questions. For their sake, he wanted to avoid that difficult subject. He could try to talk to Donald or Goofy about it, but they were too tired at the end of a long day of building, to be bothered. Considering they were Champions, they were given harder tasks to work on.
Guilmon despite being tired, crashed into Sora. "Soramon, we go play now?" Pleading eyes glanced innocently up at him.
"Sure Guilmon." Sora eyed the rest of the Digimon. "Alrighty guys, who wants to play tag?"
Apart from Vixiemon, Yaamon, Donald, Goofy, and Kapurimon, everybody decided to join.
Sora tapped Calumon before sprinting far away, not inhumanly fast, just fast enough as though he were a part of a track team.
Calumon gave a delighted squeal. "Yay I'm it, I'm it! I'm gonna catch you Guilmon!" he cried as he nearly tagged Guilmon on the tip of his tail. Calumon expanded his ears and swooped towards Hopmon, successfully reaching his target.
The little purple Digimon's eyes lit up as he was given the power of "it". Hopmon bounded into MarineAngemon's direction. MarineAngemon not knowing the rules just stood there utterly confused.
Gummymon laughed, rolling on the ground. "MarineAngemon, you're supposed to run away from whoever is 'it'".
MarineAngemon simply cocked his head, poked Gummymon, and floated away. He drifted towards the nonparticipating Digimon and decided to take a nap.
For once, Gummymon was speechless. Suddenly he shook his head, muttered "Momentai" and began to resume playing the game.
Sora watched comfortably from under the shade of a lonely tree as the Digimon ran back and forth across the field. The sun was shining, there was a pleasant breeze, a quaint pond nearby. Yet, something seemed off. Was his heart bringing up old pain again?
He shook his heartache off and began to focus his senses. A nervous type of energy seemed to be crackling along his spine, rushing to his fingertips. Sora looked up into the sky to unsurprisingly see, Azulongmon.
The great blue dragon circled Sora, coming closer with each sweep. "You have sensed it too, have you not?"
Sora nodded, a worried look crossing his face. He could only hope his gut was overreacting. Heartless was the last thing this broken world needed. "We need to get the Digimon to safety."
Azulongmon raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Finally he sighed. "Baihumon was correct to have summoned you, Zhuquiamon however, still disagrees. Now is not the time to argue though. You are to gather the Tamer Digimon and take them to the temple."
Sora nodded urgently. Their game of tag would have to wait. The Digimon would have no idea how to defend themselves. Sure, they could fight, but the Heartless would eventually regenerate and come back stronger. The Keyblade was the only weapon that could banish them permanently. Right now he had to evacuate his friends and get them to safety.
He stood up and sprinted for his companions. Right now, if he squinted his eyes and looked at the horizon, Sora could see a large black cloud. A large black cloud, which meant hundreds of thousands of Heartless that would decimate this world.
Guilmon laughed as Kokomon and Gummymon were wrestling on the ground with each other. They had started to argue over who was stronger and had ended up rolling into a pile of weeds.
Yaamon snorted, "If you two are done spinning around like a pair of pinwheels, we should get inside." He looked to the sky to see a dark fearsome looking cloud covering the sun, a storm was coming.
A growl began to build up in Guilmon's throat. He had never liked storms. The thunder scared him, and he always felt so alone. Luckily he had his friends so it wouldn't be too bad. All he was missing was Takato and some bread with peanut butter filling. Mmmmm Guilmon bread.
A soft punch had knocked Guilmon to the ground. Yaamon had tackled Guilmon. "Impmon, what was that for?" His growl had turned to a soft whine, a tear falling from his face.
"Pineapplehead, everybody else is in the temple, what are you doing just sitting here, staring into nothing?!"
"I want peanut butter! I want Takatomon! I want to go home!" The red dino was now bawling his eyes out. He sunk to the ground, an utterly pathetic wreck.
Yaamon glanced at Guilmon, his face softening for only a minute. His voice was only a whisper. "Pineapplehead, you're not the only one who misses all that stuff. We all miss our partners and our luxuries. Terriermon and his sugar, Kokomon and her dress up junk, Kapurimon and his really stupid jokes, Calumon and his creampuffs. But we've all had to deal with it and you do too! So get up, stop crying like the baby you are, and get into the temple. Cocoapuff will probably already be there."
Guilmon nodded and started to shuffle himself to the old temple the Sovereign had resided in. Yaamon hopped onto Guilmon's back glad to not have to hop around for once. As they entered the temple that was slowly falling apart, they noticed it was quite empty. Besides the other In-Training Digimon, the Sovereign were nowhere to be seen.
Vixiemon appeared quite frazzled. "Oh thank goodness Guilmon. Where is Sora?" Guilmon surveyed the room, the brown haired boy was nowhere in sight.
Guilmon began to dash out of the room, only to be stopped by VictoryGreymon. "Uh uh. We have very strict orders to keep you in this building. Nobody gets in or out but the Sovereign themselves."
Guilmon sighed. Not only was Sora missing, but the building was on lockdown. Sure Guilmon was tough, but there was no way he could take on a Mega, let alone four of them. But that couldn't stop him from trying.
"Pyro Sphere!" A red ball of energy leaped from Guilmon's mouth and veered towards the massive Digimon. VictoryGreymon easily sliced it in half with his broadsword. He pummeled Guilmon with the flat side of his blade, sending the red dinosaur flying. Guilmon hit the wall, knocked out cold.
Sora grimaced, the plan had felt a lot better in his head. He groaned as he sliced another Shadow Heartless in half. The horde was upon him. His already battered body was covered in cuts he could not believe. Azulongmon, having alerted his fellows, brought them as reinforcements. The Sovereign were majestically doing their best to aid him.
Man, being in battle with no magic sucks! No cure spell to heal himself with, no destruction magic to fry or freeze the enemy with, and fate just loved to mess with his head.
Donald and Goofy had attempted to help him at first, but Sora didn't want them to deplete their energy, so he sent them back to the temple. Without their weapons and limited magic, his friends wouldn't have been able to help much. Sora jumped into the air as Ebonwumon unleashed a mighty earthquake, slaying a large wave of Large Bodys. A squadron of wyverns were struck down by a large thunderbolt from Azulongmon.
A Behemoth rose on its hind legs and trampled the ground. Sora, not reacting in time had a two ton hoof on his back. Zhuqiamon tackled the Behemoth and disappeared in the war zone. Sora's chest felt as though it were on fire. His left hand fell to his side, utterly useless, probably broken. His head throbbed at the world, a dizzy mess. He focused his gaze on his working hand, his vision slightly improving.
Sora could tell the Sovereign were low on energy. Zhuqiamon didn't even bother to complain about how weak he was. Working the wheels in his brain as he slew many Heartless, Sora finally figured out a plan. "Baihumon!"
The snow white tiger bounded towards Sora, stomping on Heartless in the process. He unleashed a powerful roar that made a large group of Heartless dissipate. "What is the meaning of this? There is a battle to be fought, we must defend the village!"
"I've just come up with a plan. Vixiemon once told me, that a Tamer and their Digimon formed an unbreakable connection. Once the connection is acquired the Digimon will get stronger through that bond. Considering there are 9 Tamer Digimon, that'll mean we'll have 9 powerful Digimon on our side. I want you and the other Sovereign to send them back to their Tamers."
Baihumon roared, his eyes blazing. "Just because the Tamers saved the Digital World once does not mean they have to save it every time there is a problem. We are the Sovereign! We are the most powerful Digimon in the Digital World, we are not helpless Fresh Digimon. Anyway, Calumon cannot Digivolve, so there would only be 8. Eight Megas could not save the Digital World. Besides, a teleportation spell requires a lot of energy, not the amount the Sovereign have right now. We have no way to gather enough energy and protect the Digital World from the Heartless at the same time. Unless…" His gaze grew thoughtful.
"Do you see these orbs that surround my body? These are DigiCores. Every Digimon has one DigiCore which is basically their "soul" in your human terms. Since I am a Sovereign I have 12 of them. This is not a decision to take lightly, but if I were to sacrifice one of my cores…" Baihumon began to mutter to himself as he faced wave after wave of Heartless.
Suddenly a cloak of light covered Baihumon. Sora swore he could hear a shattering sound as the light engulfed the battle field. Sora bathed in the warmth as he lost consciousness. The last thing he remembered was the sad look Baihumon had given him
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