Tendou Souji
Hmm... I find it a bit odd that a Virus-type Digimon can digivolve into a Vaccine-type but whatever.
Nice chapter again. When will Hiroto get a digivice? Maybe he'll manufacture one? Hmm...
Also, could you have a scene where Seishirou makes a new device and transfers all the functions of his D-3 into the new device? If you want to know what it looks like, just google Agulator and see the images.
If not, then it's fine.
Update soon.
In my defence, an Elecmon digivolved into a BlackGarurumon in Digimon Savers. And Hiroto might manufacture one. Who knows? And I might not be able to make the scene itself, but I could have him use the device when he appears next, and then explain about it. One more thing I want to ask out of curiosity, is the Agulator from the Ultraman series?
James95
Aww, I like Wizardmon and his subspecies. Please don't kill him off like they always do with Wizardmon and Leomon.
Well, I'm not going to kill off Sorcermon. That's just inhumane. He's also an OC's digimon, so it's a little unfair to have one of their digimon killed off, don't you think? By the way, I support one hundred percent that they shouldn't have killed off Wizardmon and Leomon in Digimon 01 and Digimon Tamers.
master yo
alsome chapter
Thanks.
NovelistOfTheSky
Really good chapter. Reading this is becoming part of my daily routine alongside writing my own lol. I'm going to guess that the shadow that was spying Hiratio was either a Digimon or another Digidestined. Maybe someone scouting to see what danger there is? Or assessing the situation before doing something?
Well, enjoy this while you can. After maybe tomorrow, I'll be updating a little late since the school holidays are shamefully coming to an end. And to answer your guesses, no. Both of them are wrong. Seems impossible, but yes, both of them are wrong.
RazenX
Good chapters. The fights are good and the descriptions of Hiroto's emotions are well done. i like how you are making him bond differently with each digidestined. Can't wait for more-X
Thanks. I was trying too hard to make the battle scenes too long in the old story, and that's because it wasn't in first person, so I'm kind of enjoying writing this story, while it lasts.
Elegon
I love the new chapter! I love the way you introduce the new characters! Sorry I haven't reviewed in a while! I can't wait to see the next chapter! I already love the story! I can't wait to see what you have in store!
I was wondering where your reviews went. But that's okay. Not everyone's free all the time.
Digimon Miracles
The Start of Miracles
Chapter 11: Bad Day
I shrugged it off. It must've been a coincidence that I saw someone looking at me and my friends and then disappear. But for all I know, it could've been a digimon that was spying on us. Two out of three of us were digidestined after all, so it was possible. Even if that were true, I couldn't do anything about it, so I just followed my friends into the takoyaki shop.
The cook was generous today, as always. Since he knew me well and also knew that my sisters and brother weren't treating me well at all, he gave a 50% discount to me and my friends. That was one great guy. I've known him ever since I was four. That's why this takoyaki store has been my favourite one for seven years straight.
After we finished the (extremely delicious) food, we went over to my house. Despite us only knowing each other for a while, we were already talking a lot. Nate was telling us about how Hokkaido was good for skiing and how the faster you go, the sharper your senses could get. Alexandria, despite not being that into skiing, was fascinated by the speed info. I already knew that a few years ago, though.
"So, what are we going to do with this little guy?" Nate asked, taking Shoutmon out of his bag and placing all his other books (which I took out this morning) back in.
"You didn't have to stuff me in the bag like that," Shoutmon said, rubbing his head.
"Well, we couldn't let anyone see you, now could we?" Alexandria said, also getting Dorumon out of her bag.
The small purple digimon groaned. "I wish your bag was bigger."
I took Veemon out and got the same loud response. "You need to get a bigger bag! I've been cramped up in there for a few hours and all you can do is carry me around like a plush toy!"
"That's what you're supposed to act like," I said. "But I guess that won't work."
"Why not just use this?" Shoutmon asked, taking out a device from yet again who-knows-where. It was a cuboid-like device, which fitted perfectly in my hands. No, that doesn't mean that it's mine.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Point it at me and hold it there for a second," he explained. I did just as he asked, and soon, he turned into data which was sucked into the tip of the device.
"Wow!" I accidentally exclaimed. "What'd I do?"
"Calm down, this is supposed to happen," Shoutmon said from inside the device. His voice sounded like it echoed a bit. "You can store a digimon in here when you want to go somewhere. I was given this before I came to the real world."
"Can't we do the same for Veemon?" I asked, trying to point it at him, who was still jumping up and down.
"No, sadly it only works for me," Shoutmon said. "But anyway, guess blue boy doesn't always have to come here at four in the morning."
I thought he was referring to Veemon at first, which was weird since he also lived with me, but then I realized that wasn't who he was talking about.
"Was that an insult?" Nate asked.
"I think he was saying you could use the extra two hours rest," Alexandria whispered. This info didn't seem to help. It was like Alexandria saying yes to his question.
We did our homework together that afternoon, which was fairly easy since we finished over thirty pages of work in less than thirty minutes. We talked for a while, grabbed some grub (food, not actual grub), and played a little game of monopoly.
Despite the rules saying that luck matters in this game, it's actually not so. The way you twist your hands and the height you release them from can affect the number of the dice easily, so you can actually control the number you roll out. You also have to plan your financials in advance, like buying which property is the most beneficial. Then again, who cares about this info?
We broke up at six, and as unusual as it seems, I ate with Rinji, Mai and Yuki tonight. We had grilled beef steak for dinner, with some French fries and salads as the side dishes. It was a full course Western meal, and I would've enjoyed it and savoured it if RInji weren't urging me to finish my food. And we also had orange juice, but I felt mine was a bit sour.
The next day, I went to school as usual. It was Wednesday now. Three more days before the Okinawa match. But something within me told me that I wouldn't be witnessing it, let along playing in it. Not for a while, at least. I don't know, it's like one of those 'feelings' you get when you're nervous. I just don't know one thing, the reason I was nervous.
The 'digivice' Shoutmon gave me was working out quite well. He was stored comfortably in the device, which seemed ten times weirder than any device I'd ever seen (unless you count in crazy prototypes, but let's not talk about science for now). Veemon was still having space problems with my bag, but that wasn't anything new.
The morning went along great. I met up with Alexandria and Nate in the classroom, but we didn't have enough time to talk as the History teacher walked in. After that was Japanese, and then English, and then Science. Believe it or not, Saikou usually changes its studying schedules every week. Don't the teachers get tired of the repeated modifying?
Recess was... nice. My friends still wouldn't talk to me because they were too busy 'listening', but I was a little used to it by now. I hung out with Alexandria and Nate as I did the past day. Then we continued on to Science class, and then Math, and then my all-time favourite, free period. This school rocks, right? Study for about five hours and they give you a little rest.
Then I felt a sensation rise in my chest. I didn't know why, but I knew a digimon was near. I excused myself from everyone and went to the almost deserted school field. No one was there, except for the gigantic digimon annihilating anything it saw on the field. Like bushes, tables, chairs. I had to get out of here fast once I took care of this digimon. I didn't want to pay for all this.
It was a spider digimon this time. Its head, feet and body were metallic, whereas its neck and legs were made up of connecting wires. There was a red horn on its white head. Its body was partly red on the upside, and white on the abdomen. Its feet were red in colour with yellow claws extended like razor sharp blades.
I took Veemon out (who digivolved) , and somehow managed to get a sleeping Shoutmon out of his comfy home. It took a lot of work, and it was a miracle I had so much time since he was literally sleeping in the device.
"Infermon?" Veemon exclaimed.
"Why are we fighting so many ultimate digimon so quickly?" Shoutmon asked, surprised as well.
"What's the big deal?" I asked. I still didn't know the difference in power. Perhaps it was because I kept managing somehow to defeat higher level digimon?
"The big deal is that Infermon is a virus digimon! He's born from a virus, he acts like a virus-" Shoutmon was cut off by Veemon before he could say anything else.
"And he is a virus!" Veemon yelled. He could've alerted the whole school, but it was a miracle no one heard it.
Infermon spotted us and went on an even bigger rampage. It charged at us and we had to dodge roll just to keep ourselves an inch safe. Shoutmon got his staff, but as soon as he took it out, Infermon knocked into him, sending him flying around ten metres away. Veemon punched him, but to no avail. I could only run.
"Rock Soul!" Shoutmon yelled, and then formed a ball of energy which changed into the shape of an eighth musical note. He then threw it at Infermon, which didn't do much damage. Okay, no damage.
"Vee Punch!" Veemon yelled, but he got rebounded off the armour. I caught him as he landed and pulled him away from a stomp from Infermon.
Then I got the feeling. The tingle I've been waiting for. I ran right up to Infermon. It buried its head down towards me, but I jumped, turned around its red horn and went right up its body. I pulled off one of the wires (gross!) and Infermon was already malfunctioning. Veemon smashed the right side of its body with his iron head, giving it a permanent dent.
Shoutmon, in the end, fired another musical note at the dented area. It exploded, and Veemon punched the circuitry that was within Infermon. Lastly, I kicked it, and it fell to its side, before turning back into data and floating off to the digital world.
I congratulated my two digimon on their victory and then we turned to leave. That is, if a voice didn't stop us.
"Very well done," the voice came from behind me. "I couldn't have done that better myself."
The kid standing in front of me was roughly sixteen. He had messy dark brown hair, with blue eyes. He was pale, and I noticed a scar at his left ear. He wore a dark red T-shirt beneath a black jacket, black combat boots, and red trainers. He wore a bracelet on his right wrist with an X within a circle on it. Something about his aura told me I didn't want to make him mad.
"And you are...?" I asked.
"The name's Will. Will Murphy," he introduced. "And who are you?"
"I'm Hiroto Kiyoshi," I introduced.
"I bet your brother Rinji Kiyoshi ticks you off a lot," Will said.
I wasn't surprised, since everyone who knew me knew Rinji in some way. But the way he said that was quite funny, like he also had a dislike for Rinji, but that could've been just my imagination. I was about to ask him something again, when he turned around to leave.
"Where are you going?" I asked. "Don't you study in Saikou?"
"Oh no," he replied. "I only came here to take care of the digimon problem. And, one word of advice, some digivices are manufactured."
I thought about his statement for a while, until I realized I had been gone for over thirty minutes. If the teacher-in-charge found that I was 'escaping' again, he would send me to the principal's office. I stored Shoutmon in his digivice, and then placed Veemon into my bag. He was refusing, but I got him in. I ran over to the free room, which wasn't that far away.
I sat down between Alexandria and Nate quickly so that the teacher wouldn't go saying I was late. I looked around. It was the same scene. Half the class was gathered around Seishirou (what else did he have to tell them about?). Another half was in another corner, and the only ones sitting in the middle were Alexandria, Nate and I.
"Hiroto," Yuki said, coming up to me. She just loved disturbing me, didn't she? "Ask Nate to join the soccer team or you'll regret it."
"No," I replied. "He came here for the individual sports, not soccer."
"Very well then," Yuki said, as though she'd been hoping I'd say that. "You're now off the soccer team."
"You can't do that!" Alexandria exclaimed.
"That's totally unfair! That's blackmail!" Nate said.
"He asked for it. Plus, it's captain's orders," Yuki said, and walked away. I was just half-surprised. She probably told Seishirou to do it anyway. It was just a matter of time before I was kicked off. But she did it now so that I would be breaking down from the fact that I wouldn't be able to play soccer against Okinawa. No big deal.
"Hey, it's okay," I told them. "I already think I know what's going to happen during the match." Not really, I was just putting on an act.
A second before, I was glad that I had defeated an 'ultimate' digimon, whatever that meant. A second later, I was feeling unbelievably down because I had just been kicked out my own team by my own sister. Or the other genius who seems to be better than me in ever y aspect. But then again, if I guessed correctly, then I'd be back on the team just in time.
"I can tell her I'll join in her stupid soccer team," Nate said. "She'll let you back on then."
"Nah," I replied. I have a feeling she was planning this ever since Seishirou took the spot of captain from me. "I've been playing soccer for a long time, with and against her, so I know her well enough that she won't just let me back on the team like that."
"How long have you actually been playing?" Alexandria asked.
"You can say I started learning how to dribble the ball at the age of two and a half," I replied. It was true. My parents were still there that time, but that was my father's favourite sport. He watched it all the time, played it all the time, and also taught me about it all the time. That's why I've grown a liking to it.
"That's virtually impossible!" Alexandria exclaimed.
"Virtually," I countered. "Not really. It is possible, but you just have to like the game to dribble it at the age of three. It's a little something called commitment."
I looked out the door again, hoping to get a clear view of the scenery. I hoped that would've cheered me up. But my eye caught something oddly strange yet familiar. Around the corner, a shadowy figure was spying on me and my friends.
So, has anyone figured out who the 'spy' is? :)
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