Spirit
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!
So...to fight fire with fire...
Marc's Digimon has achieved the rank of Infinity, fighting Infinity VS Infinity. In otherwise, we tossed fire back at the fire to douse it. Strange...
We might all have the means to fight with such power...fighting with more power ever recorded in recent Digital history.
I feel like a pioneer, heh.
But there's no time to rest yet...we still need to get more powerful, and some of our companions are missing. We have a lot to do, and not much time to do it in.
~Diary of K.H. 'Nobie' Lai, fourth generation Digi-Destined
* * * * * *
K.H. studied the bookshelf for a few minutes, trying to find an interesting read within the small selection. He needed to pass some time while he waited for his companions to recover their energy.
"Hey K.H.," Kinoumon asked, walking beside his partner. K.H. looked down, then smiled.
"Feeling better? You took one heck of a blast in that last battle," K.H. asked, forcing a smile. Kinoumon nodded slowly, checking out the bookshelf.
"Who would have known there would be a small home inside the mountain," Kinoumon commented, also checking out some of the books held on the shelf.
"Who would have thought there was a passageway behind that Crest," K.H. rephrased, being just as surprised as his other Digi-Destined companions at the sighting of this passageway once the battle was done. A few minutes walking into the cave they entered a small dwelling that seemed unoccupied. From there, they decided to camp for the night. Strangely, there was a kitchen, and with a little work, the group of six was able to come up with a meal. Albeit not a gourmet meal, it served the needs for the group.
K.H. and his Digimon now stood in the study of this one floor house, examining the books about. The title of one book caught the Digi-Destined's eye. The colour of the book was light green, much like K.H.'s Digivice. On the spine read the title 'The Infinity War'. The Digi-Destined decided to pull it out of the shelf. He was intrigued by the contents this book may bestow.
* * * * * *
"And then, WHAM!" Xemon exclaimed, punching his right first into his left palm. Lepumon fell back in surprise, standing just a tad to close to the dragon Digimon when he punched his hands together. "Wvyarmon didn't know what hit him!"
"So, now that you have hit Infinity, it will be a whole lot easier to beat Digimon!" Lepumon spoke energetically. The two were very excited after their last battle, maybe because of the food the group cooked at ate on.
"Man, kids these days," Tiberius commented, not looking up from his Digivice. He continued to scan the contents of his new analyser. He would have preferred to download the program to his computer back at home, but he had to make due with what he had at hand.
"Kids?" Marc asked, turning around on his chair. He went from facing the Digimon to facing the Digi-Destined that sat across from him at the table. "Those Digimon are hardly kids...teens might be the better word," Marc rephrased.
"Yeah, quite possibly," Tiberius agreed, a bit uninterested in what Marc was saying.
"What are you looking for?" Marc inquired, standing up and walking over to his companion. He looked over the shoulder, seeing Tiberius browsing through multiple Digimon in his analyser.
"Looking for some Infinity Digimon that has enough power to control the planes," Tiberius answered, 'flipping' through the Digimon. "We should be well advised on what this Digimon can do. Any Digimon with enough power to control the planes will be a tough nut to crack." Marc nodded in agreement.
"I take it you haven't found the file for this particular Digimon," Marc implied, blinking once as another Digimon passed by.
"It's harder then you think to find a Digimon with only knowing the fact it can control planes," Tiberius replied bitterly and sarcastically.
"Geeze man, I wasn't trying to piss you off," Marc responded defensively. Marc took a step back, then glanced at the two Digimon once more. The two were expending their energy in the most uncreative yet entertaining way possible: rolling around on top of each other and around the room. Marc smiled lightly, turning his attention back to the Digivice.
"Well, at least they'll fall asleep fast for the night before we set out again," Marc commented.
"What ever we cooked in that batch, there must've have been a lot of Digital caffeine, as it seems only to affect the Digimon..." Tiberius commented, again not looking up.
"Well, I hope Xemon has enough energy and spunk to Warp Digivolve to Infinity when the need arises..." Marc whispered. Tiberius stopped flipping through the pages worth of Infinity Digimon, then looked up at Marc.
"You should not Warp Digivolve to Infinity!" Tiberius forced out, though not loud enough for the giggling Digimon to hear. Marc was taken aback by the small out burst.
"Why? What's wrong with that?" Marc asked. He was obviously curious about why he shouldn't allow Xemon to Warp Digivolve to the highest possible rank. Tiberius exhaled, closing his eyes and placing his Digivice lightly on the table.
"Warp Digivolving empowers the Digimon with so much energy that they completely bypass the previous forms," Tiberius explained. "A Rookie level Digimon would be infused with the energy of a Mega, thus forcing a Digivolve to that ranking. Our Digimon could take that kind of strain of energy with no ill effects, but that's for a Mega."
"To Warp Digivolve to an Infinity has yet to be tested. For all we know, Xemon could take the strain, for all we know, he can't. And if he can't...he might suffer permanent damage to his mind. He might even die from so much energy being infused." Tiberius exhaled once more, opening his eyes and facing his companion, checking the expression.
"Well...that's...nice to know..." Marc stammered, placing a hand in his pocket. He felt the Digivice in his hand, sighed, tightened his grip, then glanced down at Tiberius. He was back to scanning through the Digimon that were added to his Digivice.
Sighing once more, Marc departed from the chamber. There was a bit of dryness at the back of his throat, so he decided to go to the kitchen to quench his thirst.
* * * * * *
K.H. flipped through the pages as he mindlessly circled around the study. Kinoumon remained the boy's shoulder, reading with what K.H. was flipping through. The Digimon was barely able to read a sentence before his partner decided to flip the page again.
"K.H., is there anything you're planing to read in this book?" Kinoumon asked, getting annoyed with the indecisiveness his partner expressed with his actions.
"Dunno...it depends," K.H. answered calmly, still circling the room. He continued to flip through the pages of the light green coloured covered book. Filing through the book some more, he stopped flipping pages on a certain article that he deemed interest worthy. Slowly, he approached the desk near the side of the room. It was slightly rotten, but it didn't bother K.H. as he leaned against the desk. There was a slight creaking noise from the table, but again, K.H. paid no heed as he quickly began to read the words that made the story.
"Saviour of Spirit..." Kinoumon read softly, turning his gaze to the words on the page.
* * * * * *
Marc re-entered the room where he left his Digimon and the Digimon of his companion. Tiberius was still sitting at the table, browsing through something. Marc couldn't tell what on the tiny screen of the Digivice, but he was pretty sure it wasn't the Infinity Digimon anymore.
"Now what are you up to?" Marc asked himself, walking over to his companion and taking a seat on the other side of the table. Tiberius glanced up from his study momentarily, then back down to his Digivice. "Come on, spit it out," Marc persisted. "It's not like I'm going to bite or anything." Tiberius glanced up once more, then back down.
"Show me that new Crest you got," Tiberius ordered, though not in a forceful tone, it still made a mark.
"You mean this?" Marc asked, lifting his Digivice and revealing the Crest. The two sword clashed together as the symbol that embodied the Crest. Tiberius quickly scanned the symbol into his analyser then went to work. Marc quickly got up and was by Tiberius' side once more, watching many pictures and symbols cycle by quickly on the tiny screen of the Digivice.
"What's it doing?" Marc asked, a bit confused with the sudden changing in coloured picture. Marc was beginning to get disoriented, but the Digi-Destined couldn't tell if the owner of that Digivice was.
A soft beep from the Digivice got the full attention of both, the Crest that Marc had now on the screen. The image shrunk and moved to the upper right corner of the screen, data being processed on the screen.
"The Crest of Power," Tiberius read off. "One of the six central energy that was used to seal away the Infinity Digimon. If the seal were to erode, this Crest, as will the other five, will be accessible once more."
"The name...it's so simple..." Marc commented, blinking a bit. "But...if this information is true, then, we'll have to seek out these other Crests in order to be a fighting force against these high powered Digimon." Tiberius nodded in agreement, seemingly lightening up from his previous bitter stature.
"Finding these 'Infinity Crests' before the Infinity Digimon find us will be the problem," Tiberius spoke softly, sighing.
"And we have to look for Tao and Shastina...." Marc told Tiberius, compounding the problems they faced. "Wherever they are..." Marc added under his breath.
"But for now, we should get some sleep..." the other Digi-Destined suggested, checking his watch. "We're going to need a lot of energy searching for those Crests and those other two Digi-Destined."
"Yeah," Marc agreed, yawning to enforce the previous fact. "Someone better tell K.H., and we have to have a guard at all times. I'm guessing three shifts in total for the entire night."
"Sounds like the best idea," Tiberius concurred, standing up. "Get some sleep Marc. I'll tell K.H., and Lepumon and I will take the first shift." Marc was in a middle of another yawn when Tiberius concluded. He quickly closed his mouth.
"Are you sure? Me and Xemon can take the first shift," Marc argued, though a third yawn told otherwise. Tiberius grinned lightly, shaking his head. "Alright, I get the point," the yawning Digi-Destined spoke, punching Tiberius playfully on the arm. "I'll take the third shift then. I hate having to wake up and then getting back to bed again." Tiberius nodded, heading off to alert the third Digi-Destined in the group.
* * * * * *
And with a cry of defiance, the Digital Monsters raced forward. Massive quasi pronged claws drove into the flesh of the other. Fireballs of mass destruction did nothing more but merely singe their adversary. Snapping jaws cut through armoured flesh like it was nothing. At the end of the massacre, two Digimon remained, their underlings battered, bruised, or their limbs thrown around like rag dolls. Moans and groans of agonising pain and suffering came from the bloody crowd of fallen Digimon, though the remaining two paid no heed. Their battle abilities were no focused on that who was before them.
The battle came down to those two Infinity Digimon, all their Mega and Ultimate level underlings defeated. Severed limbs, pools of blood, stained weapons lay amok, though it did little to distract them.
It was then a lone duel with good versus evil, and only that who wasn't vanquished would be declared the victor. The battle that may be pivotal to ending the war...one of the strongest Infinity Digimon of those that protect against one of the strongest Digimon of those that would destroy...and so this epic battle will begin...and it will end.
Sword cut through armoured flesh, claws shredded robes and slashed across pale skin. The blood of the Digimon were now dominate then all the other amount as a whole, but nevertheless, they continued to fight, ignoring their pains, their injuries, all focused on their goal to destroy the other.
The sword lowered, giving signs of fake defeat. The evil stretched his arms out, his direction towards the dead Digimon that lay before them. The natural barrier around them prevented their corpses from becoming data and leaving for reformatting. The Digimon of good lowered his guard, wishing for a peaceful end to the combat.
His wish was wrong, as data from the Digimon slowly compiled into the evil Digimon. He grinned viciously, his confidence over flowing. The other Digimon raised his claws again, but it was too late...the damage has been done.
With the absorbed Digimon, the evil one drew his blade once more, his strength only equal to his confidence. He struck fast and hard, his strength and speed unprecedented in that battle so far.
A laugh of mocking pride echoed across the cavern and down the chasm below their battle site. The clawed Digimon groaned in pain, slamming a claw down into the stone surface, angered by his own ignorance. This only fuelled the fire of laughter that came from the other Digimon.
In a blink of an eye, the position of Digimon has changed. Before the evil one could react, his adversary was on top of him with renewed vigour. Their was a cry of surprise, followed with a scream of pain. The clawed Digimon drove his vampire like teeth into the flesh of his foe, sucking the energy away.
The tables turned quickly, the clawed Digimon renewed, the evil one weakened. With all his might, the clawed Digimon unleashed a massive ball of energy, engulfing the cavern and scorching walls and ceiling. Corpses that have yet to be absorbed were now all but immolated. A trail of sizzling air followed the ball as it crashed into the bladed Digimon. Despite the effort, both remained standing.
With his final ounce of energy...the clawed Digimon used the spirits of his fallen comrades that were absorbed against the evil one, sealing him away. It was not without cost, as the Digimon had no energy left after his ordeal, even with the amount of strength he siphoned from his adversary. The Digimon fell into a heap, never to open his eyes again. Only the spirits that assisted him remain, keeping the seal for as long as they could.
With those words...the fallen Digimon was known as the Saviour of Spirits.
* * * * * *
"Hey, K.H., you in here?" Tiberius called out, knocking on the door lightly. He peeked into the room, seeing K.H. leaning against a rotting table. The Digi-Destined slammed the light green book shut, turned to face Tiberius, then smiled. Kinoumon was on his shoulder, though he remained expressionless. Tiberius blinked once at the strange reception.
"What's the occasion?" Tiberius asked half jokingly. K.H. shook his head lightly, returning the book to its position on the shelf
"Oh, just an interesting read in that book," K.H. answered, yawning. Kinoumon nearly fell of the shoulder with the sudden action. He quickly caught onto the boy's shirt, clinging for dear life. "Oops..." K.H. spoke softly. Kinoumon giggled lightly, getting a better position on the shoulder.
"Should I ask?" Tiberius asked, then shook it off. "Nah, you can tell me in the morning. Right now, I'm guessing you won't object to any sleep."
"Nope," K.H. responded, shaking his head once more. Kinoumon nodded his agreement, yawning himself in response.
"Good," Tiberius answered, leading the way. "We'll be having a guard while the others sleep. Three shifts, naturally. I'll be taking the first one, Marc volunteered for the third one. I guess that leaves you with the middle."
"Alright," K.H. agreed. He didn't like that position, but there was very little he could about it now. Marc was probably already sleeping by now, and he was sure he couldn't thief the first position from Tiberius. "Oh well, just have to make due," K.H. thought, following Tiberius back to the sleeping chambers. Just predicted, Marc was already snoring, not even bothering wrapping up in a blanket; Xemon sleeping beside his partner. Lepumon was waiting at the entrance of the room.
"Have fun," K.H. spoke, watching Tiberius and Lepumon leave once more to start their shift. Kinoumon leaped off K.H. before the Digi-Destined started to yawn.
"I saw that coming!" Kinoumon exclaimed grinning. K.H. smiled back, deciding on the closest bed to sleep on.
* * * * * *
"Hey, K.H., wake up," Tiberius told his companion, shaking the sleeping mass lightly. K.H. groaned, blinking for a few seconds before he realised his job.
"Oh, sorry..." K.H. apologised, slowly slipping out of the bed. "Guess I was sleeping a little too deeply there." Tiberius grinned, holding a sleeping Lepumon in his right arm. Kinoumon was still sleeping peacefully on the bed when K.H. got off.
"I got a strange feeling Kinoumon can sleep through a tornado," Tiberius commented softly.
"I heard that," Kinoumon responded, faking his sleep for quite a bit, probably about the time since K.H. got up.
"Well, it's good to know you can fake sleep," Tiberius responded. "Faking is so nice." Kinoumon got up and smiled lightly, leaping onto K.H.'s shoulder once more.
"Well, let's go partner," Kinoumon spoke, telling his readiness. K.H. nodded, heading off towards the entrance of this 'house' in the caves.
* * * * * *
K.H. hiked around the entrance, Kinoumon doing the same, just in the opposite direction. The Digi-Destined and the Digimon took their job half seriously, though they knew what had to be done if the need arises.
"Think anyone will attack?" Kinoumon asked, stopping his patrol. K.H. stopped as well, thinking about it.
Help me...
"Wha?!" K.H. exclaimed, his voice echoing throughout the cavern.
Destroy him...
"Who's there?!" Kinoumon shouted out in this most threatening voice he could muster. The fact those two hollow voices scared the hell out of him didn't help.
Please...
"Where are you?!" K.H. yelled out, running deeper into the cavern.
"K.H., wait!" Kinoumon objected, rushing after his partner. The two followed a chain of voices the guided them, though Kinoumon was worried where this passage would lead them.
The two halted at the sight of the chamber they were in now. Torches lined up across the room. The ceiling was so high the light from the torches could not reach. The chamber was massive, just as the light couldn't illuminate the ceiling, their was very little light at the centre of the room. Near the opposite wall of this rough circle like chamber was a dark wall. Despite the two torches beside it, nothing could be seen through that veil of darkness.
"What's this? A Human...and a Rookie Digimon?" a voice spoke. A figure 'stepped out' of the darkest patch at the centre of the room, revealing a black clad person. His hands, the only visible feature aside from the cloak was pale, almost white like a ghost. A sword materialised in his hand, the blade blood red.
Boukonmon...
"Shut up you stupid spirits!" the Digimon replied angrily, swinging his sword around. Slowly, white wisps started to appear in the chamber.
"Departed souls with no where to do..." K.H. whispered, looking around. By the count, it seemed like there was a hundred of them in there.
"I may be weak from just breaking out of that stupid seal, but I'm more then match for that Rookie you got there, kid."
"What did you say?!" Kinoumon exclaimed angrily, stepping forward in challenge.
"Rookie, not for long!" K.H. muttered, grinning and pointing his Digivice towards Kinoumon. Energy ensnared the Digimon once more.
"Kinoumon...Warp Digivolve to...Matalefmon!"
Matalefmon flapped his wings together, thankful for the large battleground provided to handle this Digimon.
"Mega? Well, now I'm impressed," Boukonmon replied, raising his weapon. "Show me what you got..." Matalefmon complied, flying forward and slashing with his clawed legs. Despite the six claws attacking, the blood blade the opposing Digimon was using repelled each slash. Matalefmon flew back, afraid of what kind of skill that weakened Digimon was using.
"Is that all? You bore me," Boukonmon told his opponent. "I may be weak, but I have all the means to destroy you right now."
Leave you wicked creature...you have no right to use us again for your damn needs...
"Shut up!" Boukonmon exclaimed once more. He jammed his blade into the ground and stretched out his arms.
Cries and shouts of surprise and exclamation came from the spirits. K.H. and Matalefmon noticed the floating souls were being pulled towards Boukonmon, thn absorbed into his form. Then it hit them both: this was the same Digimon that was described in the book.
"Stop it!" K.H. shouted, rushing forward. He paid no regard to his life anymore, if it meant to save these tormented souls from anymore pain and suffering, he would take that chance. Boukonmon looked down at the Human, then kicked him aside. K.H. fell on his bottom, looking back towards Matalefmon. The Digimon was charging energy for a Chaos Implosion.
When the soul is eaten away, when life is meaningless, Spirit will guide.
All the torches in the room blew out at once, drowning the cavern in darkness. Eyes fell onto a symbol that was illuminated. The symbol also took shape of a wisp, though much larger. K.H. noticed the symbol was chiselled into the wall, or, well, he inferred that.
The symbol slowly shrunk, then blasted towards K.H. The Digi-Destined fell back in the surprise, the beam of light bouncing off the Digivice screen and into Matalefmon. The Digimon cried out, energy ensnaring him.
"Matalefmon...Infinity Digivolve to..."
The Digimon reformed quickly, reformatting into a two-legged Digimon. He acquired twin pronged feet with slightly bent legs. Sapphire like armour formed over the body. A pair of tentacles emerged from where the arms where supposed to be. At the supposed face area, two eyes glowed to life, one crimson, the other topaz. With a cry of pain, two large quad pronged claws with crimson center emerged from his shoulder on long tentacle like arms. At the same time, a large reptilian head shot out of his spine, also held on a long tentacle like neck.
"Elusamon!"
As if on cue, the torches were 'on' again. Boukonmon eyed the new Digimon, and if they could see the face of this Digimon, they would have seen the surprise on his face.
"PREY GRIND!"
Elusamon lunged forward, quickly grabbing hold of the robed Digimon with his claws. Struggle as he might, Boukonmon would have escaped if his adversary didn't bite into his shoulder with his reptilian head. Boukonmon screamed in pain, just as he remembered how it happened all so long ago.
"It's just like in the book..." K.H. realised, stepping back. Elusamon dislodge his mouth from the shoulder, grinned with that mouth. Heat surrounded the two, Boukonmon struggling, though much weaker, wasn't able to break the vice grip.
"DEFORMATION BLAST!"
Massive energy balls of fire erupted from the crimson part of the claws. The robe was disintegrated quickly. There was a soft cry of pain from the pale Digimon, though his form was unseen, quickly cremated with the fire attack at point blank from both sides. Not even data was left, as the chamber, like in the book, prevented Digimon from escaping. Just as the Digimon disappeared, so did the wisps of souls.
Thank you...We are free...
Fin
Completed: 04/28/01
