I don't own digimon.
Character: Cody Hida
Universe: 02
Series: Heroes of the Twelve Realms
Notes:
Welcome, to the land everyone forget. Which is ironic, for it being called Never-Ever Land.
Chapter 37
Cody of Never-Ever Land
Cody Hida was a good boy.
Even when he did get in trouble, the chosen always confessed to what he did. For that, he was considered the favorite child among those captured by Petermon and Tinkermon.
"Just another day in paradise." Cody thought as he continued to shovel dirt from his seemingly never-ending hole. "What are we digging for in the first place?"
He turns his focus for a brief second to his partner, some inflatable version of an armadillomon. While not very useful, it didn't dispense out useless advice like the useless gummymon everyone else had. Even then, he wasn't quite sure why their masters had even given these things in the first place. They didn't really seem to serve much purpose, other than an easy excuse for not giving them better living conditions. Nonetheless, he returned to shoveling dirt out of this hole. Or would have, if his shovel hadn't struck something metallic. Carefully, he began to push the dirt around it away until the object was finally uncovered.
The object in question was a metal box, probably no bigger than a suitcase. It was quite plain, the original owner painting the box a dull silver and not even giving it any sort of defining feature. In other words, it was a plain metal box someone had buried in the dirt.
"What do you have there, Cody?"
Cody turned around, finding a man dressed in green standing before him.
"Uh…" Cody answered as he attempted to rack his mind for a good answer. "Nothing at all, Petermon."
"Is that so?" Petermon responded, taking a step closer towards the boy. "After all, you know what happens when a child disobeys me."
Cody only nods and Petermon teleports away. He took a deep breath and returns his attention back to the box. He shovelled a little bit more and pulled the container out, dusting any of the leftover dirt off. Even with that out of the way, it still looked like a plain old metal box.
"There better be something good in here." he thought, making a quick glance around for Petermon. Once he was sure the champion digimon wasn't watching him, he slowly opened the box.
Inside, a red overcoat lays with a single rapier in solitude. He then grabbed both objects, fitting the overcoat onto him. With that out of the way, he turned his attention to the rapier. While at first glance it didn't look that special, some sort of energy seemed to flow through it when he held it in his hands.
"Cool." Cody thought. "Now, if I could just get out of this hole…"
As he finished his thought, he suddenly felt lighter and began to rise up. His digimon followed right behind, possibly as a way to keep track of the boy.
"Ahhh!" Cody screamed and began to flail his limbs like a chicken with his head cut off. "I would like to fly."
His ascent into the air suddenly stopped and he just floated there.
"Much better."
Cody took a deep breath and looked around. He was now floating above the many holes of dirt within this forsaken island, with possibly endless sea surrounding it on all sides. While there was the usual variety of different landmasses such as mountains and plateaus, it all seemed to look the same in his eyes. He floated down towards the water, wondering what he should do next.
"A ship would be nice."
The sword then glowed, a large galleon fit for a pirate. It even had actual set of cannons one could order to be fired at will. Strangely, the picture on the flag was that of Michael Jackson's face.
"Can I have a different flag, please?"
The rapier shined once more, replacing the deceased singer's face with that of the skull and crossbones.
"Much better." he thought and cracked a smile. "Let's head forth to new realms."
With that, the galleon flowed away into a portal as two figures watched on.
"Should we follow him?" the first figure whispered as she carefully redid her 'nails'.
"Definitely, my sweets." the second figure and embraced the first figure. "Let's go punish them."
Notes:
I have no clue why Never-Ever Land even exists. It's only occupants are Petermon, Tinkermon and a bunch of children. Also, I'm pretty certain they don't treat those under their care with the 'greatest' respect. But that's to be expected when one of Tinkermon's attacks literally is 'Petermon Syndrome'.