Disclaimer: I don't own digimon, don't sue. (I gotta stop putting this on every chapter)
I'm trying not to be lazy with the plot, so just judge for yourself if there is an improvement... Enjoy!
The Power of Three
Chapter Five: The Dark Soldier
"Hey, Takato." Rika lightly shook her sleeping friend. "Takato, wake up, it's 8:30."
Takato sleepily opened his eyes. "We slept here all night? That's great..." He managed to quickly focus his eyes, but he immediately saw that something was wrong.
Henry was gone.
"Both of us fell asleep." Rika explained. "He left before we woke up. All he did was leave behind his backpack and a note." Rika pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and Takato snatched it away immediately. Unfolding it, he read the rough scribbles of Henry's hand writing.
*Thank you for telling me to rest. I feel much better, and I can stand on my own two feet again. Sorry I have to leave again, but it's getting more dangerous every day. Don't try and follow me. Go to my apartment. Get Terriermon, and keep him safe. It won't be long until he catches up with me, and if he does get to me, I'll be ready. Don't worry. Be careful, stay alert, and stay together. I know I can trust you two. Stand strong. -Henry*
"I can't believe him!!!" Takato yelled. "We spent all this time looking for him and he just leaves the group again??? What kind of tamer is he?" In anger, Takato crumpled the piece of paper and thrust it at the ground. Still shaking in anger, Takato stood and stared at the note.
"Takato!" Rika said. "Stay calm. We did what we said we would do. We found him, and we made sure he was ok, or at least feeling better."
"Well he's not fine now, is he?!" Takato shouted, glaring at Rika. "You know that something's going to catch him soon, how could he just go off alone? Without Terriermon, how could he be ok? HUH? Can you tell me, Rika, CAN YOU!?"
"No, I can't tell you that." Rika shouted back. "But I can tell you one thing, your attitude is worse than mine ever will be!"
Takato paused. Rika was right. If he didn't make a big fuss about everything, then maybe they could try and look again. Dropping his head in shame, he stared at the ground.
"Oh come on, Takato, I didn't mean it..." Rika said, trying to be friendly. Lost for words, Rika wrapped her arms around her friend and remained silent.
Takato returned her warm gesture. "Thank you, Rika..."
Still standing silently, Rika finely spoke. "So do we get Terriermon now?"
Takato thought for a moment. His eyes looked up. Moving slightly away from Rika, he made up his mind and muttered. "No."
"What?"
"We're going to find Henry. And this time we're not letting him face life alone."
Somewhere else within the Shinjuku area, Henry wandered mindlessly down the streets. Part of him felt guilty about leaving Rika and Takato, but another part of him felt that it was the right thing to do. Why let friend face danger that was only after him? "We're in this together, Henry, good or bad." He remembered Takato tell him. Shaking the thought away, he reminded himself that sometimes Takato's statement doesn't always apply. This time, things were best left on his own.
"I wonder if they'll find me?" Henry mumbled to himself. "Not likely. I don't even know where I am myself. Suppose this is a good place away from the busy city for Daemon to find me." He stared up into the cloudy skies above the gloomy deserted alleyways of the city.
*flashback*
"Someone as weak and pathetic as you wouldn't be able to help your friends at all." - Daemon
*end flashback*
True. Henry thought, then grinned. But even if I can't, they can help each other. They'll find out about you sooner or later, and when they do, you can't stop them. You said yourself that I'm the weakest out of the group. So it won't be much loss when I'm gone. You just wait and see, Daemon, Rika and Takato will beat you.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the darkest areas of the digital world...
Daemon watched through the circle as Henry stood staring at the sky, lost in thought. "Hm... I may have slightly under estimated his abilities."
A dark figure emerged from behind Daemon. "Your evilness, the boy will only bend so far before he snaps. You think it wise, leaving him where he could expose our secrets?"
"Venomon, you need not rush me." Daemon said, turning to the dark figure. "We'll remove him from the other world soon..."
"But sir, why tell him our secrets in the first place?"
"Ah, Venomon, only to bring out the darkness in him, of course."
"I do not understand, your evilness."
"You will soon." Turning back to the circle, his eyes gleamed menacingly. "Go get the boy."
"Shall I dispose of him?" Venomon asked.
"No, we have use for him. Bring him to me, alive."
"As you wish." And with that, Venomon exited.
"As soon as we retrieve the weakest tamer, the plans for the other two will begin..." Daemon said. "And then I will finally be free!"
Back with Rika and Takato, the two (together with Renamon and Guilmon,) began their search to retrieve their friend, but so far, no luck. Takato's mind was racing. It had barely been three days since it all began and yet everything seemed to be ready to explode in front of him. Why was this happening? How come everything is just repeating itself? Why won't something give clues to what was happening? Takato never had so many questions he wanted to say all at once.
Rika's situation was different. In her mind, she was unable to focus herself on the situation about digimon, but rather mixed emotions that filled her head. Being the Digimon Queen, she was suppose to be a fighter. Tough, and hard. And yet...
Rika looked over at Takato. She had never thought of him as a fighter, nor as being tough. So why is it that she can't seem to find an insult to throw at him? She, as a 'real' tamer, a strong, fearless tamer, had a reputation to keep. Maybe... She thought. Maybe I... Maybe I like him? Rika mentally kicked herself. No way! Not for gogglehead! She slapped herself on the head.
"Um... is something wrong, Rika?" Takato asked, glancing in her direction.
"Nothing. I'm fine." Rika said quickly. This is all so confusing. Rika thought. Stupid gogglehead.
Rika sure is acting strange. Takato thought. But we're alone right now... should I...? No, not now. Maybe when the situations aren't so chaotic. It seems like a good time, though. There's no one around, and she seems like she could use a kind word.
"Rika?" Takato began. Rika turned to him.
"What?" She asked. Takato froze for a second. "Come on, spit it out."
"Rika, I... I..." Takato wasn't able to finish his sentence. At that moment, a thick gray and white fog exploded in the south Shinjuku area.
"Hold that thought," Rika said. Renamon darted out immediately and headed off. "Looks like we've got business."
"Man, if Renamon's always around, can't I say anything to Rika without her hearing me?" Takato muttered to himself, following Rika down the street.
Within the mist of the digital field, Henry stood, silent, facing a digimon that appeared within the fog. The digimon was gray and black, with long arms and hands that looked like claws. In one hand, he held a scythe, and his face hidden behind the hood of his cloak. Long, blood red tentacles sprouted behind his back and whipped themselves wildly. Without a single hint of fear shown on his face, Henry pulled out his d-power. "Venomon, ultimate. Black soldier digimon. Attack: Venom shadows" Putting his d-power away, Henry looked at the Digimon without another remark.
"Henry Wong, if I'm not mistaken." Venomon said.
"That would be me."
"Foolish young boy, lord Daemon cannot have you around here anymore."
"I see. I was wondering when he was finally going to send someone here to catch me."
"If you come calmly, I'll make your capture a *little* less painful."
Henry smirked. "Not likely."
"You think you can stand up to me? You, of all people, fighting without a digimon?" Venomon laughed. "Very well, you leave me no choice. But I'll have to make it quick, Daemon awaits you."
Henry didn't notice that Takato, Rika, Renamon, and Guilmon had arrive at the scene. Without glancing behind him, he stared straight at Venomon with eyes that hardened with anger in seconds.
"Then come and get me."
To be continued in Part six
How was that? Flame me! This story was just asking for it anyway! R/R!
I'm trying not to be lazy with the plot, so just judge for yourself if there is an improvement... Enjoy!
The Power of Three
Chapter Five: The Dark Soldier
"Hey, Takato." Rika lightly shook her sleeping friend. "Takato, wake up, it's 8:30."
Takato sleepily opened his eyes. "We slept here all night? That's great..." He managed to quickly focus his eyes, but he immediately saw that something was wrong.
Henry was gone.
"Both of us fell asleep." Rika explained. "He left before we woke up. All he did was leave behind his backpack and a note." Rika pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and Takato snatched it away immediately. Unfolding it, he read the rough scribbles of Henry's hand writing.
*Thank you for telling me to rest. I feel much better, and I can stand on my own two feet again. Sorry I have to leave again, but it's getting more dangerous every day. Don't try and follow me. Go to my apartment. Get Terriermon, and keep him safe. It won't be long until he catches up with me, and if he does get to me, I'll be ready. Don't worry. Be careful, stay alert, and stay together. I know I can trust you two. Stand strong. -Henry*
"I can't believe him!!!" Takato yelled. "We spent all this time looking for him and he just leaves the group again??? What kind of tamer is he?" In anger, Takato crumpled the piece of paper and thrust it at the ground. Still shaking in anger, Takato stood and stared at the note.
"Takato!" Rika said. "Stay calm. We did what we said we would do. We found him, and we made sure he was ok, or at least feeling better."
"Well he's not fine now, is he?!" Takato shouted, glaring at Rika. "You know that something's going to catch him soon, how could he just go off alone? Without Terriermon, how could he be ok? HUH? Can you tell me, Rika, CAN YOU!?"
"No, I can't tell you that." Rika shouted back. "But I can tell you one thing, your attitude is worse than mine ever will be!"
Takato paused. Rika was right. If he didn't make a big fuss about everything, then maybe they could try and look again. Dropping his head in shame, he stared at the ground.
"Oh come on, Takato, I didn't mean it..." Rika said, trying to be friendly. Lost for words, Rika wrapped her arms around her friend and remained silent.
Takato returned her warm gesture. "Thank you, Rika..."
Still standing silently, Rika finely spoke. "So do we get Terriermon now?"
Takato thought for a moment. His eyes looked up. Moving slightly away from Rika, he made up his mind and muttered. "No."
"What?"
"We're going to find Henry. And this time we're not letting him face life alone."
Somewhere else within the Shinjuku area, Henry wandered mindlessly down the streets. Part of him felt guilty about leaving Rika and Takato, but another part of him felt that it was the right thing to do. Why let friend face danger that was only after him? "We're in this together, Henry, good or bad." He remembered Takato tell him. Shaking the thought away, he reminded himself that sometimes Takato's statement doesn't always apply. This time, things were best left on his own.
"I wonder if they'll find me?" Henry mumbled to himself. "Not likely. I don't even know where I am myself. Suppose this is a good place away from the busy city for Daemon to find me." He stared up into the cloudy skies above the gloomy deserted alleyways of the city.
*flashback*
"Someone as weak and pathetic as you wouldn't be able to help your friends at all." - Daemon
*end flashback*
True. Henry thought, then grinned. But even if I can't, they can help each other. They'll find out about you sooner or later, and when they do, you can't stop them. You said yourself that I'm the weakest out of the group. So it won't be much loss when I'm gone. You just wait and see, Daemon, Rika and Takato will beat you.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the darkest areas of the digital world...
Daemon watched through the circle as Henry stood staring at the sky, lost in thought. "Hm... I may have slightly under estimated his abilities."
A dark figure emerged from behind Daemon. "Your evilness, the boy will only bend so far before he snaps. You think it wise, leaving him where he could expose our secrets?"
"Venomon, you need not rush me." Daemon said, turning to the dark figure. "We'll remove him from the other world soon..."
"But sir, why tell him our secrets in the first place?"
"Ah, Venomon, only to bring out the darkness in him, of course."
"I do not understand, your evilness."
"You will soon." Turning back to the circle, his eyes gleamed menacingly. "Go get the boy."
"Shall I dispose of him?" Venomon asked.
"No, we have use for him. Bring him to me, alive."
"As you wish." And with that, Venomon exited.
"As soon as we retrieve the weakest tamer, the plans for the other two will begin..." Daemon said. "And then I will finally be free!"
Back with Rika and Takato, the two (together with Renamon and Guilmon,) began their search to retrieve their friend, but so far, no luck. Takato's mind was racing. It had barely been three days since it all began and yet everything seemed to be ready to explode in front of him. Why was this happening? How come everything is just repeating itself? Why won't something give clues to what was happening? Takato never had so many questions he wanted to say all at once.
Rika's situation was different. In her mind, she was unable to focus herself on the situation about digimon, but rather mixed emotions that filled her head. Being the Digimon Queen, she was suppose to be a fighter. Tough, and hard. And yet...
Rika looked over at Takato. She had never thought of him as a fighter, nor as being tough. So why is it that she can't seem to find an insult to throw at him? She, as a 'real' tamer, a strong, fearless tamer, had a reputation to keep. Maybe... She thought. Maybe I... Maybe I like him? Rika mentally kicked herself. No way! Not for gogglehead! She slapped herself on the head.
"Um... is something wrong, Rika?" Takato asked, glancing in her direction.
"Nothing. I'm fine." Rika said quickly. This is all so confusing. Rika thought. Stupid gogglehead.
Rika sure is acting strange. Takato thought. But we're alone right now... should I...? No, not now. Maybe when the situations aren't so chaotic. It seems like a good time, though. There's no one around, and she seems like she could use a kind word.
"Rika?" Takato began. Rika turned to him.
"What?" She asked. Takato froze for a second. "Come on, spit it out."
"Rika, I... I..." Takato wasn't able to finish his sentence. At that moment, a thick gray and white fog exploded in the south Shinjuku area.
"Hold that thought," Rika said. Renamon darted out immediately and headed off. "Looks like we've got business."
"Man, if Renamon's always around, can't I say anything to Rika without her hearing me?" Takato muttered to himself, following Rika down the street.
Within the mist of the digital field, Henry stood, silent, facing a digimon that appeared within the fog. The digimon was gray and black, with long arms and hands that looked like claws. In one hand, he held a scythe, and his face hidden behind the hood of his cloak. Long, blood red tentacles sprouted behind his back and whipped themselves wildly. Without a single hint of fear shown on his face, Henry pulled out his d-power. "Venomon, ultimate. Black soldier digimon. Attack: Venom shadows" Putting his d-power away, Henry looked at the Digimon without another remark.
"Henry Wong, if I'm not mistaken." Venomon said.
"That would be me."
"Foolish young boy, lord Daemon cannot have you around here anymore."
"I see. I was wondering when he was finally going to send someone here to catch me."
"If you come calmly, I'll make your capture a *little* less painful."
Henry smirked. "Not likely."
"You think you can stand up to me? You, of all people, fighting without a digimon?" Venomon laughed. "Very well, you leave me no choice. But I'll have to make it quick, Daemon awaits you."
Henry didn't notice that Takato, Rika, Renamon, and Guilmon had arrive at the scene. Without glancing behind him, he stared straight at Venomon with eyes that hardened with anger in seconds.
"Then come and get me."
To be continued in Part six
How was that? Flame me! This story was just asking for it anyway! R/R!