Grey York

Gray York

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!

If anything, I trust Tao's judgement. Of course I don't believe his method is true, but I think he knows what he's doing.

Maybe he just needs some time out.

Either way, he'll be back, even if I have to drag him back for Shas.

Heh, I like that thought.

~Diary of Marc Durron, fourth generation Digi-Destined

* * * * * *

Serangmon listened to the news brought before him by Axeramon, returning from his latest encounter with the Digi-Destined.

"He did intervene, as predicted," Axeramon reported. Serangmon nodded his approval.

"So…everything is going according to plan…" Serangmon spoke softly, frowning.

"Do you believe they will pull through?" Axeramon inquired.

"They have so far," the angel replied. "They probably will too, for the sake of the Digital and Real World." There was a strange silence that followed the two after those words.

"Our ends will be coming soon then…" Axeramon remarked softly. Serangmon didn't answer.

* * * * * *

Evertymon soared through the sky, his passenger hanging on tightly.

"So when's the next time you want me to intervene?" the Digimon asked his rider, not looking back.

"Whenever needed," he replied, looking down towards the ground below.

"You should give me a better answer then that," Evertymon commented. His passenger shook his head, looking behind them.

"They'll find out sooner or later you know," the bird Digimon continued. Again, his passenger was silent. Evertymon didn't bother trying any more and decided to concentrate on getting to their destination.

"Do you think we'll ever go back?" the first asked his compatriot. The bird shook his head.

"Of course we will," he answered strongly. "We just need to find the right time to return." The first sighed, holding the weapon rightly in his right hand as he held onto Evertymon with his left.

"Or maybe they gave up hope already…" the first muttered. He shook the thought away, concentrating on what needs to be done at hand.

* * * * * *

"Well, at least the close encounter with death resolved…well…" K.H. commented, closing his Digivice. Kinoumon stayed on his shoulder, reading the e-mail as well, and now watching for the actions his partner.

"What'd do you think?" K.H. asked his Digimon.

"I think we got an interesting ally out there," Kinoumon answered. K.H. nodded his agreement, thinking the exact same thing.

"Could it be him?" Kinoumon asked. K.H. shrugged, making sure not to knock his Digimon partner off.

"I was planning on finding out today," the Human responded. "Up to the challenge?"

"You bet!" the Digimon exclaimed. K.H. smiled lightly, preparing to open a Digital Portal.

"I better tell mom I'm 'going out' before we try anything," he told his Digimon as the Digivice began to gather energy for their travel. Kinoumon nodded in agreement, leaping down and waiting for his partner to return.

It was a few minutes before K.H. returned. He sighed lightly.

"Geeze…my parents can be so nosy sometimes," he remarked, grinning. He picked up his Digimon.

"Ah well, let's just go!" Kinoumon spoke, anxious to begin searching.

"Yep…" K.H. agreed, his Digivice fully charged for travel. "A friend is out there, and we got to find him."

* * * * * *

Marc sighed, laid back on his bed and watching the ceiling for no reason. Xemon laid down beside him on the bed, also staring at the ceiling.

"So…what do you plan to do?" Xemon asked. Marc didn't answer initially, only continued to stare. "Hello? Earth to Marc?"

"A search party is nice…" Marc whispered, barely audible to his companion.

"Pardon?" Xemon questioned, unable to fully understand his partners response.

"Maybe we should search for him…?" Marc offered, still staring at the ceiling.

"Him?" Xemon asked once more. "Do you mean Tao?"

"Then again…trying to find him is like trying to find a needle in a haystack…" Marc continued, not listening to his companion.

"MARC!" Xemon shouted out, startling his partner.

"Wha?!" Marc exclaimed, slowly regaining his senses. "Oh…sorry Xemon…" The dragon Digimon smiled lightly.

"As you were saying about this search party…" Xemon inquired. Marc blinked once before remembering what he was talking about when he zoned out.

"Oh…I was just thinking about going out to search for Tao…" Marc told his Digimon. "But like I said…needle in a haystack." Marc sighed, spirit shattering.

"Well, we won't know until we try, right?" Xemon asked, smiling lightly. He took the Digivice from Marc's nightstand and offered it to his partner. Marc took the Digivice from his partner's hands, regarding it for a few moments, wondering if it was a wise action for what they were about to undertake.

"Why should we try?" Marc asked. "The chances of finding him is slim, let alone to believe he's still alive. It seems like a lost cause." There was clearly despair in his tone.

"Keep talking like that and the Crest of Hope will fade for you as it did for Tao…" Xemon muttered, making sure it was loud enough for Marc to hear. The Digi-Destined didn't seem fazed by the remark, but inside, something told him the same thing.

Marc instinctively loaded the Crest of Hope onto his Digivice. His half of the Crest shined brightly. Marc closed his eyes, imagining Tao's half, seeing how it was faded.

"Maybe it is shinning again…" he thought, opening his eyes again. He glanced back down at his Crest once more, remembering what it represented.

"So…?" Xemon asked, looking down at his partner. Once again, Marc closed his eyes, sighing. Slowly, he opened them again.

"We ain't getting any younger," he spoke, sitting up. "Let's get to it."

* * * * * *

The first sat down on the dirt, back against a tree. In his hand lay his weapon of choice. Not his weapon initially, but a weapon he will use to help defend his friends when the time was right. His companion sat beside him, the second of the two. Evertymon was no where to be seen.

"So…what are our plans now?" the second asked, sharpening his blade on a piece of flint for no particular reason. The first didn't answer, only continued to examine his blade.

"Yo, you listening?" the second asked. The first looked up at his comrade, nodded, but didn't provide any verbal answer.

"It's a weapon of Leadership…" the first thought as he examined the blade. "A weapon to strike down the foes…a 'sonic' weapon…" The first chuckled lightly, wondering how he got the idea of 'sonic' weapon in his mind.

"Something the matter?" the second asked, pausing his sharpening.

"No…just a crazy thought," the first answered, a light smile on his face. He wrapped the weapon in cloth once again, then tied the cloth down and strapped the weapon to his belt. He got up and stretched, yawning at the same time.

"Hungry?" he asked his partner. The other nodded, also getting up and sheathing his blade.

"What to eat today?" the second inquired.

"Well, we'll have to see what's around," the first answered, placing his hand in his pocket, tightening his hand around a small object that he was familiar with for a while. The second nodded, waiting for the response.

* * * * * *

Marc was perched on top of Millenimon, looking down at the terrain below. His Digimon was likewise doing the same thing, remaining at a moderate altitude while flying.

"See anything?" Marc asked.

"Nope…" Millenimon told his partner, his head swaying left and right.

"This is like finding a needle in a haystack…" Marc muttered, looking back down once more.

"This sector is clear, let's go onto the next one," Marc told his Digimon. The dragon Digimon nodded, leaning left and gliding towards their next destination.

* * * * * *

Legionarimon walked forward, K.H. riding on his back. They had already covered three sectors of the Digital World, finding no traces of their fallen comrade what so ever.

"Maybe we should take a break…" Legionarimon offered. K.H. was silent for a bit, before answering.

"We made an unconscious promise we'd find Tao," K.H. spoke. "All of us. I intend to pull through on that promise."

"So, you're mister reliable now?" Legionarimon snickered.

"What's that supposed to mean?" K.H. growled.

"Nothing," the Digimon quickly answered, continuing on with the course. K.H. wasn't very happy with Legionarimon's last remark, but let it slide this time. K.H. now sighed, marking of this sector on his map of the Digital World.

"Come out, come out wherever you are…" K.H. sung softly, wishing Tao would just reveal himself. "More then one of us is counting on me and Legionarimon…" K.H. thought, guiding his Digimon towards the next sector. "We need to pull through…for them…"

* * * * * *

"This is getting us nowhere," Millenimon complained, touching down onto the ground. Marc slid down from his Digimon, finally deciding to take a break from their searches.

"Better to do something constructive then nothing at all," Marc retorted, though not very enthusiastic. He sighed, glancing around. Nothing interesting in sight what so ever.

"Marc…maybe he is gone…" Millenimon suggested, admitting defeat.

"NO!" Marc protested. In his heart, he knew Tao was alive; yet, in his mind, he also thought he was gone. "I…I re-refuse to believe he's g-gone!" Marc forced out. He wasn't sure what to believe anymore. His heart was grinding with pain.

"Marc…" Millenimon whispered, seeing the pain his partner was going through. "Come on, let's keep looking," the dragon Digimon offered. Marc nodded slowly, holding back tears and climbing back onto his Digimon.

* * * * * *

K.H. fell to the ground with a thud, and explosion rocking the ground where he and Legionarimon once stood. His Digimon lay beside him, on his side. Slowly, Legionarimon got to his feet, head turning left and right to find out the source of the blast.

"Ugh…" K.H. groaned, slowly getting to his feet. He wasn't expecting an attack on this trip. "Guess I should've expected it…" he thought, also looking left and right to find the source.

"See anything?" Legionarimon asked his partner, cautiously continuing forward.

"Nothing…" K.H. muttered, staying close to his Digimon. They never saw the angle of previous attack, so they had no clue in which general direction to look towards.

"FLARE SHOCK!"

Both heads of Human and Digimon looked up towards the sound of the voice. A split second later, a red orb of energy landed at their feet, exploding with crimson energy and knocking both down once more. K.H. cursed bitterly under his breath, spitting mud out of his mouth.

"We can't fight what we can't see," Legionarimon hissed. K.H. noticed that, but wasn't sure how else to fight this unseen foe.

"FLARE SHOCK!"

Another ball of fire energy blasted at the pair. Both quickly leaped out of the way, getting scraped by the resulting explosion.

"Where is he?!" K.H. yelled out, looking around yet again quickly. He couldn't see anything.

"SHOCK BLAST!"

A black ball of gravity energy flew out from above and at a spot near the Digimon/Human pair. Both stepped back as a dome of energy blasted outwards, revealing the image of a flaming apparatus within.

"That's Gorgalamon!" a voice shouted from above. Both looked up, seeing Evertymon fly past and away again.

"Wait!!" K.H. yelled out, ready to chase after the bird. "I can't let him get away…he might know where Tao is…and this might be the only chance at getting to him…"

"K.H.!" Legionarimon exclaimed. "We have to take care of him!"

"I have to follow him!" K.H. protested. "This might be the only chance we got to finding Tao!"

"FLARE SHOCK!"

Another ball of crimson energy flew towards them. Legionarimon tackled K.H. using his body as a shield against the explosion.

"No! They're counting on me!" K.H. exclaimed, trying to get Legionarimon off him. "We have to follow Evertymon!"

* * * * * *

Marc gasped in surprise, quickly taking his Digivice from his pocket. Gray energy began to gather in it, confusing him, before he remembered the colour of a certain Crest he held.

"What's going on?" Millenimon asked, looking back at his partner in flight. A gray streak of energy blasted from his Digivice and towards a distance far away.

"The Crest of Reliability chose a new one…" Marc whispered, pocketing the item once more.

* * * * * *

Legionarimon finally got off his partner, turning to face the enemy: Gorgalamon.

"At least give me the power to handle this one!" Legionarimon protested. K.H. nodded, preparing a Crest for Ultimate level Digivolve.

Marc's Gray streak of energy quickly slammed into K.H.'s Digivice, startling both.

"Well, that's your power then!" K.H. shouted, pointing the new found Crest at his companion. "Digivolve!!"

"Legionarimon…Digivolve to…"

Gray energy surrounded the insect like Digimon, encasing him in a small spherical shield that was much smaller then Legionarimon's Champion form. The sphere began to crack, before shatter into pieces, revealing a floating eyeball. More gray energy sparked from the eyeball, tendrils of gray energy. Slowly, they became matter, and slowly, the entire eyeball was surrounded with these tentacles, protecting the core.

"Tendrillimon!"

The Digimon gave a shriek of glory, as much as a floating eyeball could shriek. K.H. wasn't very prepared for this new form, but if it can take on Gorgalamon, it works for him.

Eyes fell on the attacking Digimon who was lumbering towards them. He was basically a walking fireball, feet torching the ground around. There was bitter anger on his 'face', possibly from the lose of his stealth ability.

"Burn…" he muttered, raising an 'arm'.

"Not in your lifetime…" Tendrillimon 'muttered', preparing his array of tentacles for battle.

"FLARE SHOCK!"

The all too familiar attack was easily evaded by Tendrillimon, taking to a higher altitude. Gorgalamon continued to fire blasts of fire energy at his adversary, missing the mark every single time. It was clear he was getting frustrated at his lack of causing damage.

"That's it…keep him busy…" K.H. thought, looking back. He could still see Evertymon up above, watching the battle. K.H. looked back to Tendrillimon. He raised a tentacle quickly, motioning for the Digi-Destined to pursue Evertymon. K.H. nodded in response, breaking into a sprint.

* * * * * *

Evertymon admired the battle from his view far up. He watched the Digimon of Reliability evade the many attacks thrown at him. Of course when he noticed K.H. heading in his direction, he sighed.

"And it was getting good to…" Evertymon muttered, turning around and flying off back to his partner.

* * * * * *

"FLARE SHOCK!"

Again another miss from Gorgalamon. Tendrillimon swooped low, a small liquid secreting from his tentacles.

"ACID WHEEL!"

Tendrillimon entered a fast spin, his tentacles blurring all visibility to his weak point. He rushed forward equally as fast, tackling Gorgalamon head on. Tentacles slapped against the Digimon, burning him with corrosive material. Gorgalamon screamed in pain, not expecting acid to be part of the attack.

Slowly, he dissolved into tiny bits of black data, Tendrillimon floating over his melting body. The eyeball didn't move, only watched the bits of data to disappear itself.

Fin

Completed: 02/26/01