Logic and Sonic
By: Theodore 'Blitz' Leung
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!
The blade which is not mine is what I will use to strike down all those that stand in my path.
As I hold it against the sun and see my scarred reflection off the surface, I realise, I may be no different then the one who used this weapon before me.
We may have different methods, but our paths might have been the same.
I still doubt what we do and why we do it…
~Diary of the lost Destined
* * * * * *
"I dunno about you, but they will find who they're searching for sooner or later," the second spoke, admiring his blade partially.
"I expect them to," the first answered, his weapon across his lap. He held a small pouch in his right hand, raising and lifting his arm frequently as though he was weighing the contents of the pouch.
"So…sooner or later?" the second asked, emphasizing the latter half of his previous comment.
"Probably in the middle," the first answered, clipping the small pouch of goods back onto his belt.
"You never give a straight answer," the second answered softly.
"Nope," the first replied, grinning a little.
* * * * * *
Shastina Lawson sighed, leaning back on her chair and listening to a short WAV file on her computer.
The WAV was a lone clarinet playing a beautiful piece of music that Shastina always cherished when she got the file. A file she received a long time ago from her close friend that lived a distance away, and a file she now listened to, reminding herself about that lost friend.
"Tao…" Shastina spoke softly, remembering when he sent her that file. He warned her his playing was bad, but ever since she heard it, she would regard any pessimism from Tao as something else.
"Is that him playing?" Tigramon asked, slowly creeping out from under the blankets of the bed, still partially asleep.
"No, it's just a recording…" Shastina answered, sighing. She was tempted to turn off the player on her computer, but decided otherwise. The soothing music calmed her down, strange as it sounds.
"Oh, I'm sorry…" Tigramon apologized, knowing that she really shouldn't bring up topics like that. The Digimon lowered her head against the pillow.
"No, don't be sorry," Shastina told her Digimon, getting up from the chair and taking her Digimon in her arms. The music continued to play in the background as Tigramon curled up in her partner's arms. "It was a nice thought," Shastina whispered, running a hand through Tigramon's soft fur. The Digimon purred.
* * * * * *
The first sighed, raising his weapon once more, emerald glow ensnaring the weapon.
"Still haven't figured it out?" the second asked, stepping towards his companion. The first sighed, swing the blade in a cross cut arc, dissipating the green aura.
"Take a guess…" the first answered, slightly frustrated with his failure to make an effect.
"I'll take it as a no then," the second answered, placing his hand over his chin and stroking it. "Do you even think you can do that? I mean…it could be a Digimon only ability…"
"Hey, I've got an emerald glow, right?" the first responded. The second nodded in agreement. "All we need is to fire the blasted thing."
"Correction: all you need to do is fire the thing," the second spoke. "I already got my own weapons to use." The first nodded, accepting the correction.
"Guess I still haven't grown used to a weapon yet…" the first told his companion softly. He swung the sword a few more times with expert precision.
"Well, then you need to think again," the second replied. "You learned how to use that sword fast," he commented.
"I wish," the first grunted, swinging the blade once more before recreating the green aura around his weapon.
"You're always so pessimistic…" the second spoke, sighing and continuing to watch and advise this new series of tests.
* * * * * *
It was mid afternoon in New York when K.H. downloaded all the areas that he and Kinoumon searched in the recent days. He added the areas searched by both Tiberius and Marc. Shastina didn't begin to search yet, so K.H. had no data regarding search areas from her.
"We've covered a lot, but there is still plenty more to search…" the Digi-Destined commented. Kinoumon examined the map full of different coloured sectors, each colour representing an area each Digi-Destined searched by colour coordinating with their Digivice.
"But they could move back into explored areas after we search them," Kinoumon added. K.H. nodded.
"Yeah, I know…" he spoke softly, typing some more on his computer. Some of the squares began to fade a bit, leaving a lighter colour.
"The darker squares represent recently explored, while the lighter ones are vice versa," K.H. explained without being asked.
"And how does this help us?" Kinoumon asked, unsure what his partner was aiming towards.
"If we can figure out if Tao is moving back into explored areas or not, we can easily change our search patterns to search our previous tracks, starting with the earliest ones since he'll most likely be there," K.H. explained. "We could theoretically get the jump on his movements."
"And how do you propose we do that when we don't know if he's in unexplored areas or not?" Kinoumon asked. K.H. frowned.
"I'm working on it…" he spoke softly, turning back the computer. Kinoumon leaped onto his partner's shoulder, startling him.
"Maybe you should take a break," he suggested. "You've been at this for a while."
"They're counting on me," K.H. insisted. "I can't let them down."
"Alright…if you insist…" Kinoumon responded, trailing off. He leaped back down from his partner's shoulder to allow K.H. to work without distraction.
* * * * * *
Marc regarded his Digimon for a few minutes as the Dragon Digimon slept peacefully on his bed. Like in New York, it was only mid afternoon and there was plenty of time left in the day. It still confused Marc on how Xemon could sleep through such a nice day, though there was light snowfall outside. It was winter after all.
Xemon moaned softly, turning his head in Marc's general direction. The Digimon stretched out his arms, yawning. He blinked once, clearing the grog from his eyes and smiled when he saw Marc's face.
"How ya doing?" the Digimon asked, stretching his arms once more.
"Better now that I know you're up," Marc responded softly.
"Oh?" Xemon inquired, curious. "Why's that?"
"Feeling like going to the Digital World again?" Marc asked after a bit of thought and waiting for Xemon to get relaxed.
"To keep searching?" Xemon inquired. Marc nodded slowly, knowing his partner would ask that question.
"We won't be at full strength until we find him," Marc told his Digimon.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" Xemon asked, smiling and sliding out of bed. Marc smiled back, Digivice already in his hand while he waited for his Digimon to awaken.
"Nothing at all," Marc answered his Digimon, activating a portal.
* * * * * *
Shastina glanced outside, early afternoon shining through the glass. Tigramon lay in her lap, curled up and listening to the calming music Tao played so far back. The WAV file must have been repeated at least 100 times since Tigramon awoke. The two remained silent for the entire time, listening.
"Do want to look for him?" Tigramon asked, looking up at her partner. Shastina was initially silent. She wanted to refuse the offer, but for some strange reason, she couldn't bring herself to see otherwise.
"Alright…let's go…" she spoke softly, turning off the WAV file and standing up, holding Tigramon in her arms.
"We don't have to do if you don't want to," Tigramon compromised. Shastina shook her head lightly, taking her White Digivice from the night table by her bed.
"No, it's alright," Shastina replied. "This is a team effort to find him. I can't just sit here and sulk all day for many days to come." Tigramon nodded, leaping down Shastina's arms and awaiting her partner.
"Then, whenever you are ready," Tigramon answered enthusiastically. Shastina grinned, opening a portal to the Digital World.
* * * * * *
The winding and turning of gears hummed softly within the interior. The view shift from left to right, the program suddenly activating. It had scanned a presence, and was currently trying to pin point it.
"Target acquired…" the display read in bold green letters. Two small target brackets appeared, one on the upper right hand side, another for the lower left. Numbers started to appear beside each bracket.
"Preparing to intercept," came the next display, the upper right targeting bracket beginning to flash.
"Mission: Intercept and Eliminate."
* * * * * *
Marc hummed softly, Xemon walking beside him as the two explored a hilly area. The Dragon Digimon was partially annoyed with the repetitive humming, but didn't make a point to tell his partner.
"Besides, it ain't that annoying," Xemon thought. He continued to walk along, keeping an eye out for any form of humanoid life.
A soft motor like engine sound stopped both of them. The two exchanged glances as the humming from the motor grew louder. Both turned their eyes towards the direction of the sound, coming from over one of the large hills.
"That can't be good, can it?" Xemon asked his partner without turning to face him.
"I don't think so…" Marc answered, waiting for whatever was coming over that hill.
* * * * * *
The first glanced up from his place, pausing in mid slice and holding the weapon high above his head.
"What's wrong?" the second inquired, taking a step forward.
"Something's going down…" the first muttered, lowering the weapon. He stared off into the distant horizon, mesmerized by some unknown event.
"Any idea what?" the second asked. The first shook his head quickly, wrapping the weapon in cloth.
"No, but I know we need to get there fast!" the first responded. "We need Evertymon, NOW!"
"You got it!" the second answered. A bright glow blinded the two temporarily as energy began to expand outwards.
* * * * * *
Shastina paused, her eyes narrowing as she glanced towards the horizon. Tigramon stopped as well, finally noticing Shastina not keeping up to pace with her.
"What's up?" the Digimon asked her compatriot. Shastina didn't respond, only continued to watch the distance.
"Digivolve…" she whispered. Tigramon was confused, but knew if her partner wanted it, something had to be going on. The White Digivice began to gather energy.
"Tigramon…Digivolve to…Toramon!"
The tiger Digimon knelt down, knowing full well Shastina would want to ride her.
"Where to?" Tigramon asked as Shastina boarded her Digimon.
"Northeast, and keep going northeast," Shastina directed. Her Digimon nodded, bolting towards that direction, Shastina hanging on.
* * * * * *
"CRYSTAL BURST!"
Crysdramon unleashed a torrent of ice shrapnel at the cybernetic fiend, but the attack did nothing more then bounce of a quickly erected force field.
"Damnit, we can't crack Cybarriermon's shield," Marc cursed, taking a step back, as did his Digimon.
The machine Digimon slowly approached them, hovering a few inches off the ground. The robot was a large, round like shape with a domed head. The arms were circular in shape as well. It was unclear what the holes at the tip of his fingers were for.
"ROCKET BARRAGE!"
Cybarriermon raised his right arm, pointing his fingers towards Crysdramon. Rocket salvos launched from the holes, surprising the Digimon.
"SONIC SHIELD!"
Crysdramon barely had time to raise the shield, the missiles impacting against the shield. The Digimon grunted at the strain against the shield, tossing the protective discus back at the machine Digimon. Once again, the attack was repelled by a quickly erected force field from the other Digimon.
"This is not working…" Marc muttered, trying to figure out a solution. Sure, Cybarriermon has yet to hurt Crysdramon, but Crysdramon has also yet to hurt Cybarriermon. It was a stalemate that the machine Digimon would win if he didn't run out of energy for that shield. Marc knew Crysdramon wouldn't be able to last long with that magnitude of power coming from his opponent.
"We could really go for some back up…" Crysdramon told his partner, setting up another Sonic Shield to absorb another blast of rockets.
"You think I don't know that?" Marc asked mentally, not wanting to speak his mind. He held his Red Digivice tightly in his hand, unable to think up an auxiliary plan for all this.
"LASER ARC!"
Crimson beams fired from two of the fingers, crashing into another Sonic Shield Crysdramon erected. The Dragon Digimon felt scorching heat against the shield, and knew that he wouldn't be able to maintain that kind of hold for much longer.
"SHUURAI!"
Blasts of lightning ricocheted off the back of the machine Digimon, flailing his arms about in a robotic attempt to regain its balance. Toramon leaped up beside Crysdramon, lowering her head to allow for Shastina to disembark.
"Took you long enough," Marc spoke, smiling lightly. Shastina smiled back, holding her White Digivice and ready to step it up the next level.
"Choose wisely," Marc told his companion, placing a hand on her arm to stop her. "This thing got some sort of shielding which can get up pretty fast." Shastina nodded.
"Then it's a simple matter of distracting him," Shastina answered, surprising herself with that kind of logic. "It wasn't able to block Toramon's Shuurai attack since it didn't see it coming. We just need to recreate that event."
"Sounds logical," Marc agreed releasing the hold on Shastina's arm. "I don't suppose you have anyway to distract his sensors?"
"Nope…" Shastina muttered, but preparing for another battle anyway.
* * * * * *
K.H. was startled when his Digivice suddenly began to blare out sounds for no apparent reason. Both Digimon and Digi-Destined turned their head towards the Digivice, wondering what was going on.
Brown energy rose from the screen, the Crest of Logic within the aura. K.H. wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew his Crest must be passing onto someone else, much like his Crest of Courage.
"I wonder to who though…" K.H. thought, quickly following the energy blast out through the window and into the distance.
* * * * * *
Shastina was taken aback when a brown beam of energy smashed into his Digivice. Her hand instinctively pulled back, though there was no push upon impact. She glanced into her Digivice, seeing the new Crest, then back at the battle, where Crysdramon was holding off Cybarriermon. Toramon was waiting for the Digivolve from her partner.
"Trying it out?" Marc asked. Shastina nodded quickly, directing her Digivice in Toramon's direction.
"Toramon…Digivolve to…"
Brown energy surrounded the Digimon's form, expanding upwards and thinning out. The energy slowly formed a figure of human like properties. Metal armour formed around her body, from legs up to neck. Two small slits opened up around her head, revealing dark brown, near black eyes. The remaining energy faded away, showing her long brown hair tied in a ponytail.
"Keikokumon!"
The Digimon stepped forward, joining the other Digimon against the robotic menace.
"Need help?" she asked Crysdramon. The Dragon nodded, quickly leaping out of the way of another Rocket Burst attack.
"JISHIN DESTROY!"
The ground began to shake violently. Cybarriermon was initially unaffected, thanks to his ability to float, rock spewed forth from the ground, directed right towards Cybarriermon. Again, it erected its shield to protect from the attack.
"We need to distract it!" Crysdramon explained, remembering Marc and Shastina's words.
"Not a problem," Keikokumon responded cooly. She raised a hand towards the sky.
"ROCK PANDEMONIUM!"
Boulders of ungodly proportions fell against the mechanical Digimon. It lifted it's arms and brought forth a shield to protect against it; however, what it didn't know or recognize was that the rocks were only images, as the attack was only meant to confuse the foe.
"All at once now!" Keikokumon shouted, readying for another attack.
"CRYSTAL BURST!" "JISHIN DESTROY!"
Both attacks slammed into the chest of the mechanical Digimon, knocking it down. The arms flailed once more, but not before Crysdramon tossed another Crystal Burst attack in Cybarriermon's direction. The lights on the dome slowly faded.
"So, it's over now?" Shastina asked, feeling like it wasn't. There was a half-minute of silence before the two Ultimate level Digimon reverted back to their Rookies.
"I guess so…" Marc spoke softly. Xemon walked by his side while Tigramon leaped into Shastina's arms.
"Job well done then," Shastina commented, smiling. Tigramon smiled back.
The faint humming of mechanical gears shocked the four, eyes quickly turning towards the fallen Digimon. Cybarriermon slowly rose its arm at Shastina, releasing a lone rocket at her.
A blast of green energy glided through the sky and impacted against the rocket, detonating it a safe distance away. Another beam of emerald energy skimmed across the ground and amputated the robot's firing arm. A third followed, smashing right into its back. The Digimon fell into a clump, dissolving into data.
"Wha-what was that?" Tigramon stammered, scarred out of her wits with immanent doom.
"A-a-a Sonic Sword?" Marc replied, shivering from the fact that only Drowsmon could use that attack.
"But…he's dead…." Shastina replied softly, looking towards the direction of the attack. Up on the hill, she could see something, but she wasn't sure what.
A loud cry echoed through the sky, attracting the attention of all four. Evertymon took off from his position behind the hill, flying away from the battle site.
* * * * * *
"So, you did manage to pull it off after all," Evertymon told his passenger. The first nodded, his knuckles white as he held the blade tightly in his hand. A faint green aura still surrounded the weapon.
"I think I know how to do it now…" he answered, slowly releasing his grip.
"Good, because we'll probably need it for some upcoming events," replied Evertymon, speeding up once he knew his passenger was secure.
Fin
Completed: 03/07/01
