The Unseen

The Unseen

By: Theodore 'Blitz' Leung

Theoleung@sprint.ca

Disclaimer: All Digimon and their characters (except for those introduced in this fic/series) do NOT belong to me. I do not have permission to use their characters, but it's a FanFic, so, who cares? =) This story line belongs to me and me alone. Please ask for permission if you wish to use it. Thanks. Now let's get onto reading!

Everyday it hurts me to remember the deeds I have done in the Digital World. Yet, now it scares me even more…

Scares me because…for all I know…I could become evil again…

I could end up like the first generation Digimon…

I shudder at the thought…

~Diary of Ken Ichijouji, third generation Digi-Destined

* * * * * *

The first swung his blade hard, nearly knocking the second off balance with the force of the attack. The second staggered back a bit, quickly regaining his senses however and parrying the next overhead slash the first attacked with.

With the recoil, the second pushed his partner's sword down, both blades locked between the two fighters.

"You're getting better…" the second muttered between his grunting. The first grinned, pushing the other away and unlocking the two blades. Both stood still, panting and exhausted, but determined to go on.

A soft clapping told both of them of a third visitor. Their eyes instantly fell on the intruder: Serangmon.

"Well, I see you're getting better with that blade…" he spoke, stepping closer. The other two instinctively raised their weapons, ready to fight.

"I came not to fight last time, so why should I this time?" he asked. The other two exchanged glances, before slowly lowering their weapons. "That's better."

"What do you want?" the first asked harshly.

"Just a message," Serangmon answered without malice. "Just to say…unless you start to intervene, one of the Digi-Destined will die." The two were clearly shocked at the news, but as far as Serangmon was telling them, everything he said before about Crest predictions and who would acquire them were right. The duel had no reason to disbelieve this either.

"Just a message," he repeated, bowing and taking off. Silence stood between the two friends.

"What do we do then?" the second asked.

"I don't know…" the first answered slowly.

* * * * * *

Shastina held Tigramon in her arms, patting her fur and watching the Digimon sleep peacefully. She still had yet to recover from her fight with Sendomon, causing Shastina to worry even more about her Digimon that stood up valiantly for her friend.

The Digi-Destined sat on her bed for the last hour, watching over Tigramon. Marc and her went separate ways after that last battle, giving best wishes to each other.

"Oow…" Tigramon groaned, slowly awakening from her slumber, and still feeling the after effects of her last skirmish.

"Tigramon…are you okay?" Shastina whispered, rocking the Digimon slightly in her arms. Tigramon blinked a few times, regaining her senses before looking up at Shastina and smiling.

"It's nice to see you back to normal…" she rasped, still weak. Shastina smiled back lightly.

"Don't talk so much…conserve your energy…" Shastina told her Digimon.

"She…she said…'good fight'," Tigramon spoke next. Shastina blinked, unsure what her Digimon spoke of.

"Who did?" the human asked.

"Sendomon…did…before she was deleted…" Tigramon whispered, lowering her head. Shastina was surprised at this information, doubt beginning to linger again in her mind. "Shas…are we doing the right thing?"

"I wish I knew…" was the only thing she could come up with in the short time. "I just wish I knew…"

* * * * * *

Xemon blinked a few times, slowly awakening from his long slumber that Akukorimon's ability sent him into after he was healed. His blurred vision slowly changed, revealing the sight of a very happy human in front of him.

"Xemon…how you feeling, buddy?" Marc asked. The young dragon coughed a little, thought Marc was glad he wasn't coughing up blood.

"I've felt better…" the Digimon muttered, lying back down on the bed.

"You had me worried…" Marc muttered, replacing the layer of blanket on his Digimon. Xemon coughed again.

"Yeah…anyone would be worried if a scythe was driven through their gut…" Xemon muttered harshly.

"Better through your gut then across your neck," Marc retorted. Xemon stared at the ceiling, gulping at that thought.

"I'd prefer it if none of that happened at all…" the dragon Digimon replied meekly.

"We're just going to have to be more cautious next time," Marc told Xemon. The Digimon nodded in agreement as heartily as he could in his state. Marc smiled lightly, patting his Digimon on the head.

"Get some rest pal," he told him, standing up. Again, the Digimon nodded, closing his eyes and getting comfortable on his partner's bed. Marc left the room silently, closing the door behind him. He exhaled, then took his Digivice from his pocket, checking his e-mail.

What he read startled him greatly.

One of you may die…

Be careful…

Marc re-read those two lines over and over again, trying to make sense out of it. Particularly so to whom sent this e-mail to him in the first place, and then to wondering if any other Digi-Destined got it. He quickly compiled e-mails to each one, asking for their input.

Slowly, he closed his Digivice, still spooked by those seven words he read, recurring over and over in his mind. The Digi-Destined prayed that the message was a joke. They couldn't afford to lose another one, not until the first came back…

* * * * * *

Tiberius re-read the e-mail Marc sent him once again, trying to find some hidden meaning behind those two lines. Tiberius himself got the same e-mail, and quickly replied to Marc, answering in the least helpful way: I don't know…

"Any ideas yet?" Lepumon asked his partner, watching his friend contemplate a solution. It was already mid afternoon, and Tiberius knew even Shastina should be up by now. Marc did send that e-mail late the other night.

"None…" Tiberius spoke softly, raking his mind for an explanation aside from the obvious. "Maybe the others have a better idea then I…" he muttered, glancing out the window.

"You'll figure it out sooner or later…" Lepumon consolidated, patting his partner on the back. Tiberius sighed, not cheering up to his partner's confidence.

* * * * * *

K.H. closed his Digivice, the words of both e-mails firmly branded onto his mind. He wouldn't be able to shake the feeling of dread even if he was hit by amnesia.

"Something big is going down…" Kinoumon whispered, inputting his own thoughts.

"Real big…" K.H. added, agreeing with his Digimon. "We just need to figure out when, where, and how…"

"Soon…in the Digital World…with someone we know going to die…" Kinoumon remarked bitterly. "That doesn't help us at all…" K.H. didn't respond. He never thought being a Digi-Destined would've killed him or his friends, but for now, it seems to be a death wish to become a Digi-Destined.

"Why did it have to choose me…?" K.H. thought, dreading the thought of void.

* * * * * *

Shastina read the words again of the one e-mail. Those seven words remained clear in her mind.

One of you may die…

Be careful…

"There was a day in this year where I wish that would be me…" Shastina spoke softly, Tigramon on her lap. She sat cross-legged on her bed, the morning sun shining through her half-closed window. "Now…now…I'm going to have to stop it…somehow…"

"But you don't even know who it's from!" Tigramon protested. "For all we know, it could be someone's sick joke."

"Oh…it's real…" Shastina answered. "It's like that dream the other night…just…now, it may come true." Tigramon glanced up at her partner, frightened by those words.

"How can you be so sure?" Tigramon asked softly, still scared of those words.

"It's almost happened once before…it'll try to happen again…" Shastina answered, taking her Digivice from the night table. Tigramon was clearly spooked from those few words. Shastina's suspicions were even more supported by the fact that her Digivice began to open a Digital Portal.

"Well, I guess we'll find out, won't we?" Shastina asked rhetorically. Tigramon gulped, nodding in agreement.

* * * * * *

Tiberius wasn't particularly startled when his Digivice opened a portal right under his feet. For a strange reason, he sort of knew he was going to get picked for that day.

"Well, if today is the day…then one of us is going to die…" he muttered.

"Pardon?" Lepumon asked, unable to hear Tiberius' words clearly.

"It's nothing," Tiberius quickly responded, looking around. They stood somewhere in the middle of a large plain. The flatlands revealed nothing for as far as the eye could see.

"Would you like your content a plains or a desert?" Lepumon joked in a sarcastic manner, unsure which way to head.

Tiberius Digivice began to go off, revealing the location of another Digi-Destined in the nearby vicinity, heading speedily away.

"That way then," Tiberius spoke quickly, pointing towards the direction of the other signal. Lepumon nodded, leading the way and following Tiberius' directions as they went along to catch up with the escaping 'Destined.

* * * * * *

"Where is the signal coming from?!" Toramon panted between her breaths, trying to stay at top speed as much as she could.

"Keep going, they're still in front of us!" Shastina yelled back through the rushing winds. She sat on Toramon's back, trying to catch up with a signal speedily heading away from them.

"Shas…I can't keep this up much longer…" Toramon told her partner. Shastina nodded, checking the distance again.

"They must be flying…" Shastina spoke. "It's the only reason how they are able to make more room between us." Shastina lowered her head sadly, telling Toramon to stop. The tiger Digimon slowed down to walking pace, regaining her breath as Shastina stayed on.

"Do you think that was him?" Toramon asked, looking hopeful.

"I hope so…" Shastina muttered, looking back down at her Digivice. The signal was already out of range. "But why are they running?" Shastina thought, confused. She quickly got Tigramon to Digivolve when they found a signal of another Digivice nearby and decided to pursue, unsuccessfully too.

Shastina dismounted from her Digimon, patting her on the head.

"We tried," Shastina told her Digimon, smiling lightly. The tiger Digimon nodded in agreement.

"Hey, Shas!!" a voice shouted out from behind. Shastina looked back, seeing Tiberius waving at her from the distance, Lepumon at his side. Shastina smiled lightly, waving back before her features went from happiness to shock.

"LOOK OUT!!" she shouted, confusing Tiberius for a minute. He turned around, seeing Axeramon. Lepumon was quick to react, but not fast enough, get knocked out quickly with one swift blow from the side of Axeramon's weapon. Tiberius quickly took the Digimon in his arms and started back slowly, watching the Ultimate level Digimon advance slowly.

"Time to die…" Axeramon told Tiberius, raising the weapon.

"SHUURAI!"

Lightning blast lashed out at Axeramon, forcing him to stumble backwards, but he was clearly unharmed by the attack. Toramon leapt to Tiberius' side, Shastina aboard.

"Stay to fight or run?" Shastina quickly asked. Tiberius had no time to respond as Axeramon quickly recovered and slashed at Toramon. The tiger leaped back, Shastina holding on tightly.

"Fight it is then," Shastina remarked, disembarking. She quickly loaded the Crest of Friendship onto her Digivice. If it was weapon he was going to use, then let the weapons fly.

"Toramon…Digivolve to…Akukorimon!"

The humanoid Digimon faced off with the other, double-headed spear in hand versus the two-headed axe.

"Nice weapon," Axeramon commented.

"You too," Akukorimon replied dryly. Her foe grinned, before he rushed forward, strike with the axe. Akukorimon quickly blocked with the shaft of her weapon, Axeramon trying to force her down as the axe head collided with spear shaft.

Akukorimon didn't give him a chance, pushing the axe head right while slashing with the lower end of her spear against his face. Axeramon quickly reacted, forcing his axe weapon into the ground and leaped back, leaving him temporary disarmed.

"You're good to," he remarked, rushing forward.

"INFERNO CRIMSON!"

Spark of fire erupted from his hands, forcing Akukorimon to block the attack. While she was distracted, Axeramon collected his weapon quickly and swung it in a large arc. The other Digimon made a feeble attempt to block the attack, knocked over by the force of the blow.

Akukorimon fell flat onto the ground, quickly looked back up. Axeramon's weapon was mere inches away from her body when she rolled away to dodge the overhand slash. The female Digimon leapt to her feet as Axeramon dislodged his weapon from the ground once more, the two once again at a stand off.

"INFERNO CRIMSON!"

"GLACIER STORM!"

The attacks of fire and ice converged in the middle, the Ultimate attacks nullifying each other, the sparks evaporating the ice while the ice froze the flames.

"Well…that was useless…." Axeramon commented, taking the battle in an un-serious like way. He ran forward again, forcing Akukorimon into a defensive position. The two shafts collided, both Digimon trying to get the better of each other in a battle of brute force.

"You're pretty," Axeramon commented, shocking and surprising Akukorimon. Axeramon took advantage of the situation, tripping his foe and pushing her onto the ground.

Akukorimon cried out in pain as Axeramon stamped his foot against her stomach. Axeramon quickly swatted her weapon out of the Digimon's hand. Akukorimon's struggle resulted in a swift kick to her side, then another stamp on her stomach. She cried out in pain again.

"Akukorimon!" Shastina cried out, running forward. Tiberius tried to hold her back, but with one hand carrying Lepumon, he failed as it. Axeramon quickly turned to Shastina, then knocked her down with a backhand slap. She fell over with a small cry.

"Shas!" Akukorimon shouted, getting another quick kick in the side. She groaned, trying to push that foot of Axeramon off her. He raised his axe, ready to slice Shastina in two.

"No!" Tiberius screamed, placing himself in between the two quickly. Axeramon's weapon stopped a few inches away from his head, surprised.

"So you wish to die first?" he inquired, laughing. "Very well!" he exclaimed, ready to split Tiberius in two.

"GRAVITY BOMB!"

All eyes went up as a giant black eagle swooped down and knocked Axeramon away, releasing Akukorimon from his hold and saving Tiberius from certain death. Axeramon fell flat on his back, cursing for his carelessness. All eyes fell on the new comer, Tiberius pulling his Digivice out for an analysis.

Evertymon: Eagle like Digimon. A bird that defies it's own rights with the ability to use gravity attacks. Attacks: Shock Blast, Gravity Bomb. An Ultimate Level Digimon.

The large black eagle floated back up into the air. He was a contradiction on his own. The eagle was fully covered with metal plating; small, wire tendrils across his wings. The Digimon didn't seem to have trouble staying afloat though.

"What the hell is that?!" Axeramon shouted.

"SHOCK BLAST!"

An energy ball shot out from Evertymon's beak and impacted right against Axeramon. The shockwave blast out, but stayed there. Axeramon could feel the additional gravity power pulling him towards the ground. The dome disappeared in a few seconds, without any more energy supporting the attack. Axeramon; however, was clearly troubled by this interruption.

"So, he did decide to intervene…" Axeramon thought, regarding the bird again. He nodded, then took off quickly. Evertymon didn't pursue, only turned back to face the other two Digi-Destined and their Digimon.

"Why did you help?" Shastina asked. Akukorimon, now Tigramon stood by her side, also wondering the same question.

"I owed someone a favour," he answered, looking towards the horizon.

"What?!" Tiberius exclaimed.

"Just leave while you still can," came the answer. The metal-armoured, black eagle flew off towards where he was staring at, leaving the Digi-Destined even more confused then before. Nevertheless, they took his advice, having enough close calls for one day.

* * * * * *

"So, they're okay?" the first asked Evertymon. The black eagle nodded his approval.

"I guess I owe you one then," he continued.

"We're partners," Evertymon answered. "We don't owe anything to each other."

"I still like to owe one," the first answered. Evertymon shrugged as much as his wings could.

"Let's just get out of here," Evertymon suggested. The first nodded, climbing onto the black eagle. Evertymon jetted off towards the distance.

Fin

Completed: 02/17/01