Hi, yes I'm late. I know. I've been busy. Uni is keeping me busy at the moment. When things die down a little I will be updating again on a week or possibly bi-weekly basis.
Why bi-weekly? That's because I may possibly be starting an OC kingdom hearts fanfction earlier than I thought.
I hope you read, enjoy and review.
A thunderous clash rang out in the pale red evening sky, a nightmare black returning blows against a pale blue . Black Wargreymon pushed down Warrior Strikemon's fist before twisting his body at high speed, sending his foot crashing into the blue knights neck. Warrior Strikemon began to fall before he turned and launched back a sizzling white orb of crackling lightning. Black Wargreymon barely dodged it, a thin menacing line of grey now decorated his armour.
"Black tornado!" Black Wargreymon quickly spun in the air, a black cyclone evolving around him naturally as a second skin . Warrior Strikemon pulled free his sword as he fell and without a word, rapidly traced the symbols carved into the sword's skin , causing it to erupt into a long blade of lightning. The knight twisted and slammed his sword into the cyclone, lightning bursting out in every direction as the two elements of black wind and white lightning mixed. The two crashed into the floor, sand spitting and flying in every direction as a black cyclone reached every higher, lightning circling around it and spreading further in a chaotic web of destruction. Before the dust settled, two chaotic forces of nature raced towards each other.
"That was interesting." Black Wargreymon commented as his dramon killers became lodged around the pale blue sword. Warrior Strikemon pushed forward into the deadlock.
"Indeed, looks like we can combine two attacks into one." Warrior Strikemon grunted as he finally won the dead lock. Black Wargreymon stepped back waiting for another attack.
"Maybe we can try it on a Royal Knight." Black Wargreymon said gleefully. Warrior Strikemon laughed.
"I hope so!" Warrior Strikemon launched his sword at high speed towards his sparring partner. Black Wargreymon easily knocked it away but missed the second attack as Warrior Strikemon's fist slammed into his helm. They were brothers and sparring partners. Two friends locked in a rivalry for who was the best.
Trace watched on, the two Digimon throwing themselves into dangerous sparring sessions over and over for the last few hours. Trace watched as Will stood at the top of a sand dune just outside the village, ordering several Digidestined and Digimon to carry out certain tasks. He'd changed out of his ruined clothing into something new. Clean dark brown combat trousers with pockets filled with equipment, that were slightly too long for him, brushing along the desert floor. Plain black combat boots and a plain black tight t-shirt. He now wore a plain white leather waist coat with a jacket collar with red trim. Will pulled his black fingerless gloves on tighter as if preparing for something. A young Digidestined, much younger, slowly made her way to Trace's side. He looked down at her with curious eyes.
"Are you okay?" Trace was sure they had gotten as many of the Digidestined out as possible.
"He's scary." The girl said as she pointed to Will who was now looking at the horizon using a pair of binoculars. Trace felt a shiver race down his spine sometimes when he looked at the older man. Something about him had changed. Physically, he was taller and stronger. He used to think about battles, planning and preparing. Now he launched himself into every battle he could find, as if trying to prove his strength or he just didn't care. He was becoming reckless. He launched himself into the large black creature without any concern for himself or his partner. In Florida, Will had taken on an entire group of Digidestined and seriously injured them all. Something about Will was changing.
"It's okay. He's a good guy." Trace said happily to the girl, even if he wasn't sure himself anymore.
"I don't think so." The girl quickly turned and ran deeper into the village. Trace watched her leave as he headed towards Will, two bottles in his hand. Trace quickly made his way up to Will and handed the older boy a dark brown tinted bottle.
"You drink?" Will asked surprised at the younger boy.
"You don't?" Trace offered the bottle again. Will shrugged and gratefully accepted it. Will dropped the binoculars into a sports bag next to him and the two sat down on top of the dune. It had become something of a tradition for Will , Alex and trace to have a drink whenever they met in the Digital world. It had started when they found an old western town in the Digital world that was abandoned. They had stayed the night in a bar with a few other Digidestined. It was a joint operation between D.I.R.T and the Welsh Digidestined. Safe to say, the memories of the night were hazy at best.
"So, what's the plan?" Trace asked curiously. Both he and Will looked up as their partners clashed again.
"Your guess is as good as mine." Will said honestly. He decided to let the Royal Knight's make the first move this time.
"So, how're things with Amy?" Trace asked bluntly. Will took a sip and turned towards Trace. Will frowned. Amy Star was a member of the Welsh Digidestined.
"What do you mean?" Will's voice on a slightly harsh tone.
"Oh come on, Alex and I could tell you two were interested in each other." Trace teased the older boy. He may have had his suspicions of Will, but they were still best friends.
"We kissed in the bar when we were drunk but that's it. She's with Mark now anyway, back in Wales." Will said it In a matter of fact way which told trace to drop the issue. Will had considered dating the girl when they were in the same university. They were on the same course, both Digidestined and had worked together for a short while.
"Still not over Sora then." Trace said simply. Will choked on his beer as part of the night in Spain replayed itself in his mind.
"You okay?" Trace asked as he laughed. Will wiped his mouth, a tiny flare of anger erupted inside him.
"Yeah. Fine." Will took a heavy swig from the bottle.
"She's still with Matt huh?" Trace asked. Will nodded. Sora and Matt. Two of his best friends. His anger flared again, she was with him. No matter what happened in Spain, she was Matt's.
"Shame. Jesse liked you two together when you came to visit." Trace smiled at the memory. Will and Sora came to America to visit Trace and Jesse. Jesse was trace's long term girlfriend back home, a fellow Digidestined. The two began to watch the horizon as figures moved back and forth for as far as the eye could see.
"We're really trapped aren't we?" Trace asked quietly, his relaxed pose slowly fading.
"Yeah." Will dug the empty bottle into the sand.
"Boys! Someone to see you!" Will and Trace turned to see Leya standing at the bottom of the dune.
"These are our terms. You shall surrender unconditionally and shall be taken into custody peacefully. Other Digidestined here shall also be held and allowed to leave shortly after…" A man and two others had come to the gates of the village to propose a list of terms the Royal Knights demanded. Will , Trace and the others had gathered in force at the gates to greet them.
"Maybe we should take the offer. We could always break out later and it would mean the others escape too." Trace whispered towards Will. Will nodded.
"May I see your list of terms?" Will held his hand out , waiting. The man in question approached nervously before Will snatched it from him. The man flinched and leapt back.
"What do you think?" Leya asked. Will held the paper tightly before pulled it apart, tearing it into several pieces.
"That's what I think. You should leave. Now." Will didn't ask, his tone dripping in a lethal poisonous promise of what would happen if the man didn't leave.
"Your funerals." The man said in a malicious tone.
"I doubt that very much." Will folded his arms and smiled. Black Wargreymon and Warrior Strikemon landed near the group, slowly advancing forward to protect their partners. The man turned and ran as fast as he could.
"What the hell did you just do! We could have pulled that off!" Trace erupted at Will.
"Simple. I've got a plan." Will replied easily as trace clenched his fist.
"It better be a good one." Trace muttered through clenched teeth.
"We're going to make a break for it tonight. Head to the thinnest line and break through then split up. We're getting everyone out tonight. "