Well dear reader, welcome to the last part of Wizardmon's Quest.
You heard me right.
Stop gaping.
ENOUGH!
Now, I know that you might be shocked into oblivion that a very good series of fiction is going to stop. I
took this in long ago, and I have decided to end the Wizardmon Quest series with a bang! Because although
Wizardmon's quest is ending, I will now be working on Wizardmon's Adventure Series! Wizardmon, of
course, will be in it, as will Deceptionmon and Gakimon. And of course, any Digimon who you meet in this
fic has a darn good chance of making the cut! Anyway, we shall not die in peace!
Er, ahem.
I have asked for the aid of some dear friends in the new Wizardmon series. I am proud to say that two,
possible three people (see underwritten) will be helping me. Real Priest, if you are reading this, I'd like you
to drop me a line, onepreacher@hotmail.com.
So let's get this show on the road!
WIZARDMON'S QUEST: PART 4
The quest has just begun…
Dedicated to all of you who can dream, and Issac.
A vast coastline ravaged by immense waves greeted the four travelers who had come thus far. Wizardmon,
Gakimon, Trickmon and Jestermon, four friends who had trudged over plains and through forests had
finally come to the great coast of Archive. Gakimon drew one of his twin sabers and pointed east. "Several
leagues yonder lies the home of Technomon, and her companion Michomon. They shall provide us lodging
and transportation to your continent, friend Wizardmon. "Sounds good. Let's move." Wizardmon stated
happily, glad he could almost grasp Server.
The ragged group was forced to move slowly along the shoreline, with raging winds battering their bodies
and hindering their progress. Finally, after what seemed like endless hiking, a large, dome shaped building
on a flat expanse of sandy shore came into view. "There!" Gakimon shouted, his voice carrying off far into
the dim light. Trickmon ran several paces ahead of the group, stopped, turned back and promptly
announced, "Well? You can't just keep walking! There's going to be a big storm coming in." and an
immense flash of lightning less than three hundred feet behind the travelers cut off his words. Needless to
say, they were quite quickly encouraged to move hastily.
Several minutes of running brought the group breathless to the dome. It stood thirty feet high and was fifty
feet across. Two large fan like structures stood to one side of it, and there was what looked like a porch at
the flat top. A small canopy covered the door, and the four huddled beneath it. Gakimon rapped sharply on
the door. "Sounds like no one's home." He stated, leaning casually against the door. Then the door slid
open, making Gakimon fall into a heavy heap on the floor inside. A digimon slightly shorter than Gakimon
stepped into the doorframe.
Data Screen, Voice Narrating.
"Hello there! I'm Technomon, one of the greatest scientists on Archive. I use technology whenever I can,
and my attacks are Techgun and Techdisk!"
Technomon was female, and wore a costume covered in innumerable objects, most of which looked like
either tools or formidable weapons. She had short black hair and wore small, square glasses with wires
running from them into a computer at her side. "Well, Gakimon, seems like ages since you've last been
here." Gakimon smiled toothily, pulling himself up on one knee. "Only because I've been training."
Technomon shook her head. "Seems like that's all you do. Well, I shouldn't keep you out in the cold any
longer, come on in!" The house was furnished in an interesting way. There were loose ceiling and floor
panels everywhere, and wires were neatly tied in bundles that ran underfoot and overhead. For such a great
scientist, Technomon had a strange taste for art. There were moving pictures on each wall, some that
showed swimming fish, some which acted like mirrors but switched all the colors with their opposites (it
was quite interesting to see a red Gakimon) and one which took photos of people who stood in front of it
and when it had amassed a considerable collection, morphed from one figure to another.
Technomon led them through the house, into a small sitting room. "Hang on for a second while I get
Michomon, then we'll talk." She walked out of the room, and came back several seconds later.
Data Screen, Voice narrating.
"Greetings! I'm Michomon, the mechanic. I love machines, so I'll build anything! Don't get on my wrong
side, or you'll face my DigiBazooka!"
Michomon was quite short, and had several oil stained rags thrust in his pants pocket. He walked over to
Gakimon and warmly shook hands. "Gakimon! It's been quite a while, hasn't it! How's life treating you?"
Gakimon smiled again. "Fine, but we ought not to keep introductions at bay. This is Wizardmon, Mage and
warrior, Trickmon, a stout companion at all times, and Jestermon, a very peculiar but humorous person."
"Well, hello, hello." Michomon shook hands with each of them. "So Gakimon, why are you here?"
"Erm…well, Wizardmon has a favor to ask of you. You see…" Gakimon prodded at Wizardmon with his
eyes. "I'm not a native of Archive. I was dumped here slightly over four months ago, when I was killed in
the real world." Wizardmon explained how he had jumped in at the last second to save Gatomon, how he
had been downloaded back into the Digiworld, and how he had joined with Trickmon and Gakimon to fight
Ninjamon and, later, Shogunmon. He told of how he needed to return to Server to find Gatomon. "And I
need your help to cross this ocean. I can't do it alone, but if you won't help, I'll understand." Michomon
leaned back. "Well…it'll cost you." Technomon gave her companion a hefty hit to the back of the head,
sending him sprawling on the floor. "You dope! We'll help you guys for free, of course. We'll move out
tomorrow at noon, but until then, you guys look like you need bed. Lodging is on us." The rooms
Technomon provided were quite comfortable, although the beds were a little saggy.
Morning comes…
Wizardmon was woken rather earlier than he would have expected by Trickmon falling out of the couch
next to his bed. A light breakfast was served and then the party was led outside. Trickmon looked
disbelievingly at Michomon. "Where's the transportation you promised?" Michomon smiled and handed
him a broom. "What, do I ride it?" Michomon laughed. "Sweep along the sand until you hit metal. Clear it
off real good." Trickmon goggled at him. "Oh, Gakimon hasn't told you? This is one big hovercraft. The
dome is the cabin, and the top is the cockpit. It's pushed over water my these." He pointed at the fans.
"Which Wizardmon and Jestermon are going to help me clean the sand off. Oh, and Gakimon, you need to
take this and dig out the sand around the hovercraft." He mentioned as he handed Gakimon a shovel. Soon
the three friends were hard at work, sweeping, cleaning and digging. By eleven they had finished on the
fans and deck, and joined Gakimon in digging. It was just before noon when they finished. Technomon had
led them all up a flight of stairs into the cockpit, a flattened glass dome. "Here we go!" she said.
Technomon pushed several levers forward and straddled her seat. The monstrous fans began to blow,
kicking up immense amounts of sand. Then the whole hovercraft started to move towards the water,
billowing great clouds of sand behind it. It hit the water with a dull thud, and immediately sped up. The
craft was soon shooting forward across a plain of endless blue.
After you got used to the continual rocking of the craft and the occasional jolt of a larger wave, the ride
became actually quite peaceful. There was nothing you wanted to do but sit and watch the waves shoot by
endlessly or watch the clouds in the sky all afternoon. But running a ship is a constant duty, which the party
soon learned. They had to watch out for any large objects in the water, sometimes a log or some other
rubbish, but occasionally a green blue flash would appear, showing Divermon swimming near the surface.
Once Trickmon said he saw an immense shape deep below them, which he swore had the looks of a
Seadramon. But nothing happened until one evening.
Gakimon was on watch, and Wizardmon had just brought up dinner. The two sat in silence for a while,
eating with their own thoughts. Gakimon let out a short laugh. "For so many years all I've wanted was to
talk with someone for a bit and here I am, no better off!" Wizardmon smiled. "So, tell me, what's the real
world like? You've had the pleasure to go there." Wizardmon shook his head. "It seems hopeless. Giant
metal buildings that blot out the sun and stars. The forests are all but destroyed, and the atmosphere is full
of pollution." Gakimon shivered. "The water?" "I'll spare you the thought." "Pity. All that beauty for
nothing." The two companions finished the meal, then sat and discussed what had happened when
Wizardmon was gone. "Strange things, I hear up north. Dark forces that can destroy mountains led by an
evil charlatan. And then there were rumors of a new group of Digidestined a while back and an evil
emperor in the same areas. Crazy stuff if you ask me. The whole planet would be overrun if it weren't for
Gennai. Great man."
Author's Note: Those of you who didn't quite catch the hidden meaning, Gakimon was referring to the
Dark Masters and Piedmon, then about Digimon season 2.
Wizardmon blinked and stared hard past Gakimon. "What's that?" Gakimon thought he was referring to the
conversation. "He's the only human permanently residing in the Digiworld." Wizardmon pulled out some
binoculars and handed them to Gakimon. "No. That." Gakimon stared through the binoculars trying to see
what Wizardmon had pointed out. "There, on the horizon, with the spines." Gakimon stared. "Oh! What is
that? A Seadramon?" Wizardmon shook his head. "You can tell it's not. The head is too blunt, it has huge
spiked on its back and those front appendages are claws." Gakimon goggled at Wizardmon. "You can see
all that without magnification?" Wizardmon smiled again. "Trade secret." "I'll go tell the others, you stay
here on watch." Gakimon climbed down into the main cabin, leaving Wizardmon alone.
Several minutes later, when Wizardmon was still staring out at the edge of the ocean trying to find that
figure again, Jestermon apparated at his side. "You seem worried, tonight, don't you?" Wizardmon didn't
turn or acknowledge Jestermon, but he didn't seem to care. "But why? Why worry when you have all this!"
He made a sweeping gesture at the sky and sea. "You have a perfect sapphire ocean that stretches its calm
waves unto the endless horizon, and a beautiful blending of rose and amber in the sunset that casts a
flawless tranquil red hue over everything." Wizardmon raised a questioning eyebrow. "I never knew you
were so poetic." Jestermon smiled and picked at a loose thread on his tasseled hat. "It comes with being a
jester, I guess." He levitated, flipping over in midair. The bells on his hat jingled softly. "And when you
look at a perfect sapphire sky that stretches its calm waves unto the endless horizon, and a beautiful
blending of rose and amber in the ocean that casts a perfect tranquil red hue over everything, well!"
Wizardmon sighed. "Perhaps you're right. Maybe I should just relax. After all, if it was a
Hurricaneseadramon, it might not attack us." Jestermon fell out of the air in a crumpled heap. When he
finally regained his breath, he spoke shakily. "Y-y-you saw a H-h-hurricane s-s-Seadramon? That's bad.
Really b-b-b-b-bad. They only live in deep ocean and have a terrible hunger for prey. They even hunt
things like Whamon." "What's the best defense against them?" Jestermon swallowed. "There have never
been any survivors. If you encounter one, you die. That's it. Game over."
Night fell on the boat, along with extreme cold. Wizardmon was forced to huddle against a bulkhead to stay
warm while he was on guard duty. Michomon and Technomon, both of whom had considerable experience
with large sea creatures, had decided to post a guard at all times. Wizardmon was working hard not to nod
off due to weariness, but it was easier said then done. Wizardmon had just about drifted off to sleep when
he has jolted into wariness by a large bump on the side of the boat. Standing to investigate, he rose in time
to see the latter of an immense green and blue tail slide into the water. Another bump shook the boat, this
time from the other side. This time Wizardmon didn't even bother to go and look. He focused his mind on a
single act, and almost effortlessly teleported below decks. He knocked softly on the door that said
"Captain's Quarters". Technomon came to the door, already dressed. No doubt she was awakened by the
thuds against the boat. Wizardmon went from room to room, and at each door the occupants emerged, each
bearing arms. Everyone but Technomon reported to the deck, instead she headed to the controls. There was
little sound except for the sloshing of small waves against the side of the hovercraft. Then, starting softly at
first but extending into a panic of noise was the sound of something cutting through the water. Gakimon
brandished both of his swords, Jestermon his daggers, and Wizardmon his staff. Michomon jerked the
silver and green tube that was on a strap on his back into a firing position.
The rushing sound suddenly faded without warning. Nothing could be heard save for the sound of the five
breathing. Then, in a huge explosion of water, the spiny head of the Hurricaneseadramon broke the surface.
Data screen, Jestermon narrating.
There it is! Hurricaneseadramon is the worst kind of Seadramon! Savage and wild to the extreme, it doesn't
have any normal attacks; instead it uses its claws and fangs!
Jestermon barely had time to jump out of the way of the immense claw that was aimed for him, and
Trickmon had to throw himself flat to avoid the second. "Alright, that's not nice! Trickmon, Digivolve
to…Deceptionmon!" "Wizardmon, Digivolve to…Magemon!" The two more powerful forms stood on the
deck. The Hurricaneseadramon tried to crush Magemon with a pound of his claw, but Magemon teleported
out of its way. The immense fist of the Hurricaneseadramon left one heck of a pothole in the ship's deck.
"Arrgh! My beautiful ship! Die, you cretin! Digibazooka!" The bazooka Michomon carried launched a
digimissile at the Hurricaneseadramon, who didn't flinch. "Everyone, all together!" Magemon yelled.
"Mage Blast!" "Aqua Blade!" "Whip Attack!" "Flying Knives!" "Digibazooka!" As all five attacks hit the
Hurricaneseadramon simultaneously (big words) it reeled slightly under the force of the blows. It seemed to
falter for a second, then opened it's mouth as wide as it could and thrusted it's head straight at
Deceptionmon. He never even had a chance to blink. The jaws of the huge beast closed with a clashing
snap like a piece of wood being torn in two. Gakimon, Jestermon, and Michomon stood in horror.
Magemon teleported beside them with Deceptionmon at his side. "Crikey, the bloke nearly got me there!
Look at the size of 'is fangs! Hoo, he's a beauty!" Deceptionmon said in an Aussie accent. Michomon,
Jestermon and Gakimon all goggled at the two for an instant, then turned their attention back to the
behemoth in front of them. Gakimon ran forward, and as the Hurricaneseadramon raised its claws to swipe
parried them with his blades. Both beings struggled to push the other back, and both called upon immense
reserves of strength. Deceptionmon sprang forward and leapt off Gakimon's back and onto the head of the
Hurricaneseadramon. Sitting as one would on a horse, he gave a sharp flick of his whip so it went around
the Hurricaneseadramon's mouth and he held both ends. "What the heck is he doing?" Michomon yelled.
Slapping the Hurricaneseadramon on the side of its head, Deceptionmon goaded it to turn and try to throw
him off. With the experience matched only by those in Texas, he rode the bucking beast. The
Hurricaneseadramon ducked and bobbed, but couldn't seem to throw Deceptionmon off. Finally, giving a
huge sweep of its head, the Hurricaneseadramon caused Deceptionmon to lose his grip.
Deceptionmon fell into the water and sank like a stone. "This is my element! You hold off that beast!"
Gakimon yelled as he jumped into the water. "Talk about being in your element." Jestermon said.
Michomon gritted his teeth. "Do you ever shut up?" He growled as he launched more missiles at the
Hurricaneseadramon. With a roar of fury, the great beast pinned Michomon in one hand and Magemon in
the other. Magemon yelled over the roar of the titanic beast, "Jestermon, do something!" Jestermon stared
in horror at the predicament his friends were in. "You have to hold it off until Gakimon can get back!"
"Yeah, but do what?" Michomon wrenched his head free from underneath one of the huge claws. "Maybe
you could kill it with your humor." He said with thick sarcasm. "Hmm…not a bad idea. Hey! Fish breath!"
The Hurricaneseadramon looked at him. "Yeah, I'm talking to YOU, blubber boy! You call yourself king
of the sea? More like King of the sardines! Yeah, that's right! Oh, you want some of this? Huh? Do ya?
Well come and get it, fatty!" Letting out a piercing roar, the Hurricaneseadramon dropped both Magemon
and Michomon and lunged at Jestermon. Swiftly dodging the lunge, he turned his roll into a backflip.
Performing one of the greatest gymnastics shows of all times, Jestermon continuously flipped, hopped and
rolled while insulting the great beast. "Oh come on now, chubby, you gotta do better than that to beat me!
Whoa! Close, but no luck. My, you certainly dance well for someone with no left feet." Twin large anime
sweatdrops appeared on both Magemon and Michomon's heads.
Gakimon pulled himself back on deck, dragging an unconscious Deceptionmon. It was amazing that he had
been able to stay in Digivolved form. Giving a mighty shake to rid himself of the heavy water, he turned to
regard the plainly bizarre sight on deck. He walked over and stood by Magemon. "How long has he kept
this up?" Michomon checked his watch. "About four minutes. Sooner or later he has to run out of insults."
Jestermon gave a sideways glance. "Ah! Back so soon? Could you lend me a hand?" Gakimon drew both
blades. "Omae o korosu!"
Author's Note: Anyone speak Japanese? I do believe Gakimon just said "I will kill you."
"Aqua Blade! Aqua Blade! Aqua Blade!" Gakimon landed several blows on the spiny skin of the
Hurricaneseadramon. The great beast retaliated with an immense sweep of its claw. Magemon jumped in
too. "Mage Blast!" Michomon got into a kneeling position and fired. "Digibazooka!" Jestermon jumped
into the air. "Flying Knives!" Magemon and Gakimon dropped back, both breathing heavily. "None of our
attacks seem to do anything! Magemon, only your attack seems to cause any pain." "We need more power.
If we only had another person who could harm it." Jestermon gave a small wink. "Jestermon, digivolve
to…Mimicmon!"
Data screen, Mimicmon narrating.
"Hello, boys! Charmed, I'm sure. Meet Mimicmon! I can masquerade as a menagerie of monsters and
many master –mons."
Mimicmon was tall and garbed all over in various rags, except for a bit where you could see his eyes.
"Now, for my maneuver! Mimic!" He was enveloped in a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, an
identical duplicate of Magemon was standing on deck. "But wait! There's more! I also can do all of your
attacks!" He turned his staff at the Hurricaneseadramon. "Mimic Blast!" Not a red beam but a blue one shot
at the great monster. "Why is it blue?" Magemon asked. "Hey, back off, I'm still working on it." "Well,
shall we pummel him?" "Be my guest." "Mage Blast!" "Mimic Blast!" A hail of blue and red beams
assaulted the Hurricaneseadramon. Magemon stopped in midair, then shot the Hurricaneseadramon right in
the eye. It thrashed about greatly, and Gakimon took the advantage. "Aqua blade!" Michomon reloaded.
"Digibazooka!" "Whip attack!" Shouted a finally conscious Deceptionmon. Magemon hovered in front of
the huge sea beast and swung his staff in a circle. "Cosmos Gate!" A solid black portal opened up right in
front of him, and created an immense vacuum. Gakimon dug his swords into the deck; Michomon and
Deceptionmon hung on to a crack in the deck. Mimicmon flew behind the Hurricaneseadramon and aimed
his staff at it. "Mimic Blast!" The one beam was enough. The fifty feet of Hurricaneseadramon, followed
by the two hundred feet of tail was pulled into the inky black portal which then sealed.
Magemon dedigivolved and crumpled to the deck. Gakimon picked him up with ease and carried him
below decks to the sickbay. While he recovered, Wizardmon dreamed.
**Gatomon…**
**Gatomon…**
**Wizardmon, I'm here**
**Gatomon…**
Wizardmon awoke to find a bright new morning. He walked into the kitchen to find Trickmon standing in
front of the stove with a "Kiss the cook" apron on. Wizardmon sat at the table between Jestermon and
Gakimon. "Well, finally up, eh? That was some move you did last night. Took the wind out of you,
though." Wizardmon rested his head on his arms, which were propped up on the table. "Something
wrong?" Jestermon asked. "I dreamed while I was asleep." Michomon leaned out from behind a large pile
of pancakes. "Dreams are simply the brain processing what it has experienced. You had quite a day, so it
was no big anamoly that you dreamed." Wizardmon looked up. "You don't understand. I dreamed I was
dead." Michomon swallowed a large mouthful of pancake and continued. "Why were you dead?" "It's all
so hazy…I think that Myotismon had killed me for real. And…I was just a ghost, haunting the place I died.
I wanted to find Gatomon." "Probably just your innermost fears and desires." "You don't understand.
Mages have a special quality. When they dream, it's real." "Hmm…"
Two days later, the hovercraft sloshed up onto the sand of an unnamed beach. The friends said goodbye
and started off on their journey once more. "Where should we go now?" Wizardmon asked Gakimon.
"Probably we should go to Gennai. He'll have answers for us all." Gakimon replied.
The End (But not the finish!)
And so almost half of a year of off and on writing comes to a close. I worked in some things rather last
minute, namely Wizardmon's dream. If you watch the series you'll know that Wizardmon was a 'ghost'
haunting the TV station. I worked that into the story as a little something that actually ties in with the show.
I also redesigned the story multiple times, Michomon was formerly Hackermon, but as there was nothing
for him to hack and he seemed more mechanically motivated I found it natural to change the name.
Well, don't just sit there! Go and read some of the other great fanfiction on this wonderous website! Surf
on over to www.bored.com! Start collecting ROMs! Eat a hoagie! I DON'T CARE! Just remember three
things:
1. Smite or be Smited
2. Eat Oreos, not Hydrox
What? That was only two? HEY, LAIRIES, WHERE'D MY 3rd THING GO?
LEGALITIES: I am in no way associated with Digimon, the company that made digimon, people who eat
digimon, etc etc. I only take credit for characters that are completely of my original creativity, in other
words: Wizardmon is one of the only characters I do not take credit for. There. I also am not associated
with Bored.com, Hydrox, the Marx brothers, Martha Stewart, Anne Robinson (Hurricaneseadramon, you
ARE the weakest link. Goodbye!), fluffernutters, etc.
THANKS: Diamond Rose, Sakura Lily, Bob/Priest, Issac, Wizardmon, Lairies, H.S., every fan I have
gained in these several years of writing, and my deepest thanks to www.Fanfiction.net, the greatest site
around (the strongest link!).
Until next time, folks. Goodbye!
REVIEW OR BE SMITED
You heard me right.
Stop gaping.
ENOUGH!
Now, I know that you might be shocked into oblivion that a very good series of fiction is going to stop. I
took this in long ago, and I have decided to end the Wizardmon Quest series with a bang! Because although
Wizardmon's quest is ending, I will now be working on Wizardmon's Adventure Series! Wizardmon, of
course, will be in it, as will Deceptionmon and Gakimon. And of course, any Digimon who you meet in this
fic has a darn good chance of making the cut! Anyway, we shall not die in peace!
Er, ahem.
I have asked for the aid of some dear friends in the new Wizardmon series. I am proud to say that two,
possible three people (see underwritten) will be helping me. Real Priest, if you are reading this, I'd like you
to drop me a line, onepreacher@hotmail.com.
So let's get this show on the road!
WIZARDMON'S QUEST: PART 4
The quest has just begun…
Dedicated to all of you who can dream, and Issac.
A vast coastline ravaged by immense waves greeted the four travelers who had come thus far. Wizardmon,
Gakimon, Trickmon and Jestermon, four friends who had trudged over plains and through forests had
finally come to the great coast of Archive. Gakimon drew one of his twin sabers and pointed east. "Several
leagues yonder lies the home of Technomon, and her companion Michomon. They shall provide us lodging
and transportation to your continent, friend Wizardmon. "Sounds good. Let's move." Wizardmon stated
happily, glad he could almost grasp Server.
The ragged group was forced to move slowly along the shoreline, with raging winds battering their bodies
and hindering their progress. Finally, after what seemed like endless hiking, a large, dome shaped building
on a flat expanse of sandy shore came into view. "There!" Gakimon shouted, his voice carrying off far into
the dim light. Trickmon ran several paces ahead of the group, stopped, turned back and promptly
announced, "Well? You can't just keep walking! There's going to be a big storm coming in." and an
immense flash of lightning less than three hundred feet behind the travelers cut off his words. Needless to
say, they were quite quickly encouraged to move hastily.
Several minutes of running brought the group breathless to the dome. It stood thirty feet high and was fifty
feet across. Two large fan like structures stood to one side of it, and there was what looked like a porch at
the flat top. A small canopy covered the door, and the four huddled beneath it. Gakimon rapped sharply on
the door. "Sounds like no one's home." He stated, leaning casually against the door. Then the door slid
open, making Gakimon fall into a heavy heap on the floor inside. A digimon slightly shorter than Gakimon
stepped into the doorframe.
Data Screen, Voice Narrating.
"Hello there! I'm Technomon, one of the greatest scientists on Archive. I use technology whenever I can,
and my attacks are Techgun and Techdisk!"
Technomon was female, and wore a costume covered in innumerable objects, most of which looked like
either tools or formidable weapons. She had short black hair and wore small, square glasses with wires
running from them into a computer at her side. "Well, Gakimon, seems like ages since you've last been
here." Gakimon smiled toothily, pulling himself up on one knee. "Only because I've been training."
Technomon shook her head. "Seems like that's all you do. Well, I shouldn't keep you out in the cold any
longer, come on in!" The house was furnished in an interesting way. There were loose ceiling and floor
panels everywhere, and wires were neatly tied in bundles that ran underfoot and overhead. For such a great
scientist, Technomon had a strange taste for art. There were moving pictures on each wall, some that
showed swimming fish, some which acted like mirrors but switched all the colors with their opposites (it
was quite interesting to see a red Gakimon) and one which took photos of people who stood in front of it
and when it had amassed a considerable collection, morphed from one figure to another.
Technomon led them through the house, into a small sitting room. "Hang on for a second while I get
Michomon, then we'll talk." She walked out of the room, and came back several seconds later.
Data Screen, Voice narrating.
"Greetings! I'm Michomon, the mechanic. I love machines, so I'll build anything! Don't get on my wrong
side, or you'll face my DigiBazooka!"
Michomon was quite short, and had several oil stained rags thrust in his pants pocket. He walked over to
Gakimon and warmly shook hands. "Gakimon! It's been quite a while, hasn't it! How's life treating you?"
Gakimon smiled again. "Fine, but we ought not to keep introductions at bay. This is Wizardmon, Mage and
warrior, Trickmon, a stout companion at all times, and Jestermon, a very peculiar but humorous person."
"Well, hello, hello." Michomon shook hands with each of them. "So Gakimon, why are you here?"
"Erm…well, Wizardmon has a favor to ask of you. You see…" Gakimon prodded at Wizardmon with his
eyes. "I'm not a native of Archive. I was dumped here slightly over four months ago, when I was killed in
the real world." Wizardmon explained how he had jumped in at the last second to save Gatomon, how he
had been downloaded back into the Digiworld, and how he had joined with Trickmon and Gakimon to fight
Ninjamon and, later, Shogunmon. He told of how he needed to return to Server to find Gatomon. "And I
need your help to cross this ocean. I can't do it alone, but if you won't help, I'll understand." Michomon
leaned back. "Well…it'll cost you." Technomon gave her companion a hefty hit to the back of the head,
sending him sprawling on the floor. "You dope! We'll help you guys for free, of course. We'll move out
tomorrow at noon, but until then, you guys look like you need bed. Lodging is on us." The rooms
Technomon provided were quite comfortable, although the beds were a little saggy.
Morning comes…
Wizardmon was woken rather earlier than he would have expected by Trickmon falling out of the couch
next to his bed. A light breakfast was served and then the party was led outside. Trickmon looked
disbelievingly at Michomon. "Where's the transportation you promised?" Michomon smiled and handed
him a broom. "What, do I ride it?" Michomon laughed. "Sweep along the sand until you hit metal. Clear it
off real good." Trickmon goggled at him. "Oh, Gakimon hasn't told you? This is one big hovercraft. The
dome is the cabin, and the top is the cockpit. It's pushed over water my these." He pointed at the fans.
"Which Wizardmon and Jestermon are going to help me clean the sand off. Oh, and Gakimon, you need to
take this and dig out the sand around the hovercraft." He mentioned as he handed Gakimon a shovel. Soon
the three friends were hard at work, sweeping, cleaning and digging. By eleven they had finished on the
fans and deck, and joined Gakimon in digging. It was just before noon when they finished. Technomon had
led them all up a flight of stairs into the cockpit, a flattened glass dome. "Here we go!" she said.
Technomon pushed several levers forward and straddled her seat. The monstrous fans began to blow,
kicking up immense amounts of sand. Then the whole hovercraft started to move towards the water,
billowing great clouds of sand behind it. It hit the water with a dull thud, and immediately sped up. The
craft was soon shooting forward across a plain of endless blue.
After you got used to the continual rocking of the craft and the occasional jolt of a larger wave, the ride
became actually quite peaceful. There was nothing you wanted to do but sit and watch the waves shoot by
endlessly or watch the clouds in the sky all afternoon. But running a ship is a constant duty, which the party
soon learned. They had to watch out for any large objects in the water, sometimes a log or some other
rubbish, but occasionally a green blue flash would appear, showing Divermon swimming near the surface.
Once Trickmon said he saw an immense shape deep below them, which he swore had the looks of a
Seadramon. But nothing happened until one evening.
Gakimon was on watch, and Wizardmon had just brought up dinner. The two sat in silence for a while,
eating with their own thoughts. Gakimon let out a short laugh. "For so many years all I've wanted was to
talk with someone for a bit and here I am, no better off!" Wizardmon smiled. "So, tell me, what's the real
world like? You've had the pleasure to go there." Wizardmon shook his head. "It seems hopeless. Giant
metal buildings that blot out the sun and stars. The forests are all but destroyed, and the atmosphere is full
of pollution." Gakimon shivered. "The water?" "I'll spare you the thought." "Pity. All that beauty for
nothing." The two companions finished the meal, then sat and discussed what had happened when
Wizardmon was gone. "Strange things, I hear up north. Dark forces that can destroy mountains led by an
evil charlatan. And then there were rumors of a new group of Digidestined a while back and an evil
emperor in the same areas. Crazy stuff if you ask me. The whole planet would be overrun if it weren't for
Gennai. Great man."
Author's Note: Those of you who didn't quite catch the hidden meaning, Gakimon was referring to the
Dark Masters and Piedmon, then about Digimon season 2.
Wizardmon blinked and stared hard past Gakimon. "What's that?" Gakimon thought he was referring to the
conversation. "He's the only human permanently residing in the Digiworld." Wizardmon pulled out some
binoculars and handed them to Gakimon. "No. That." Gakimon stared through the binoculars trying to see
what Wizardmon had pointed out. "There, on the horizon, with the spines." Gakimon stared. "Oh! What is
that? A Seadramon?" Wizardmon shook his head. "You can tell it's not. The head is too blunt, it has huge
spiked on its back and those front appendages are claws." Gakimon goggled at Wizardmon. "You can see
all that without magnification?" Wizardmon smiled again. "Trade secret." "I'll go tell the others, you stay
here on watch." Gakimon climbed down into the main cabin, leaving Wizardmon alone.
Several minutes later, when Wizardmon was still staring out at the edge of the ocean trying to find that
figure again, Jestermon apparated at his side. "You seem worried, tonight, don't you?" Wizardmon didn't
turn or acknowledge Jestermon, but he didn't seem to care. "But why? Why worry when you have all this!"
He made a sweeping gesture at the sky and sea. "You have a perfect sapphire ocean that stretches its calm
waves unto the endless horizon, and a beautiful blending of rose and amber in the sunset that casts a
flawless tranquil red hue over everything." Wizardmon raised a questioning eyebrow. "I never knew you
were so poetic." Jestermon smiled and picked at a loose thread on his tasseled hat. "It comes with being a
jester, I guess." He levitated, flipping over in midair. The bells on his hat jingled softly. "And when you
look at a perfect sapphire sky that stretches its calm waves unto the endless horizon, and a beautiful
blending of rose and amber in the ocean that casts a perfect tranquil red hue over everything, well!"
Wizardmon sighed. "Perhaps you're right. Maybe I should just relax. After all, if it was a
Hurricaneseadramon, it might not attack us." Jestermon fell out of the air in a crumpled heap. When he
finally regained his breath, he spoke shakily. "Y-y-you saw a H-h-hurricane s-s-Seadramon? That's bad.
Really b-b-b-b-bad. They only live in deep ocean and have a terrible hunger for prey. They even hunt
things like Whamon." "What's the best defense against them?" Jestermon swallowed. "There have never
been any survivors. If you encounter one, you die. That's it. Game over."
Night fell on the boat, along with extreme cold. Wizardmon was forced to huddle against a bulkhead to stay
warm while he was on guard duty. Michomon and Technomon, both of whom had considerable experience
with large sea creatures, had decided to post a guard at all times. Wizardmon was working hard not to nod
off due to weariness, but it was easier said then done. Wizardmon had just about drifted off to sleep when
he has jolted into wariness by a large bump on the side of the boat. Standing to investigate, he rose in time
to see the latter of an immense green and blue tail slide into the water. Another bump shook the boat, this
time from the other side. This time Wizardmon didn't even bother to go and look. He focused his mind on a
single act, and almost effortlessly teleported below decks. He knocked softly on the door that said
"Captain's Quarters". Technomon came to the door, already dressed. No doubt she was awakened by the
thuds against the boat. Wizardmon went from room to room, and at each door the occupants emerged, each
bearing arms. Everyone but Technomon reported to the deck, instead she headed to the controls. There was
little sound except for the sloshing of small waves against the side of the hovercraft. Then, starting softly at
first but extending into a panic of noise was the sound of something cutting through the water. Gakimon
brandished both of his swords, Jestermon his daggers, and Wizardmon his staff. Michomon jerked the
silver and green tube that was on a strap on his back into a firing position.
The rushing sound suddenly faded without warning. Nothing could be heard save for the sound of the five
breathing. Then, in a huge explosion of water, the spiny head of the Hurricaneseadramon broke the surface.
Data screen, Jestermon narrating.
There it is! Hurricaneseadramon is the worst kind of Seadramon! Savage and wild to the extreme, it doesn't
have any normal attacks; instead it uses its claws and fangs!
Jestermon barely had time to jump out of the way of the immense claw that was aimed for him, and
Trickmon had to throw himself flat to avoid the second. "Alright, that's not nice! Trickmon, Digivolve
to…Deceptionmon!" "Wizardmon, Digivolve to…Magemon!" The two more powerful forms stood on the
deck. The Hurricaneseadramon tried to crush Magemon with a pound of his claw, but Magemon teleported
out of its way. The immense fist of the Hurricaneseadramon left one heck of a pothole in the ship's deck.
"Arrgh! My beautiful ship! Die, you cretin! Digibazooka!" The bazooka Michomon carried launched a
digimissile at the Hurricaneseadramon, who didn't flinch. "Everyone, all together!" Magemon yelled.
"Mage Blast!" "Aqua Blade!" "Whip Attack!" "Flying Knives!" "Digibazooka!" As all five attacks hit the
Hurricaneseadramon simultaneously (big words) it reeled slightly under the force of the blows. It seemed to
falter for a second, then opened it's mouth as wide as it could and thrusted it's head straight at
Deceptionmon. He never even had a chance to blink. The jaws of the huge beast closed with a clashing
snap like a piece of wood being torn in two. Gakimon, Jestermon, and Michomon stood in horror.
Magemon teleported beside them with Deceptionmon at his side. "Crikey, the bloke nearly got me there!
Look at the size of 'is fangs! Hoo, he's a beauty!" Deceptionmon said in an Aussie accent. Michomon,
Jestermon and Gakimon all goggled at the two for an instant, then turned their attention back to the
behemoth in front of them. Gakimon ran forward, and as the Hurricaneseadramon raised its claws to swipe
parried them with his blades. Both beings struggled to push the other back, and both called upon immense
reserves of strength. Deceptionmon sprang forward and leapt off Gakimon's back and onto the head of the
Hurricaneseadramon. Sitting as one would on a horse, he gave a sharp flick of his whip so it went around
the Hurricaneseadramon's mouth and he held both ends. "What the heck is he doing?" Michomon yelled.
Slapping the Hurricaneseadramon on the side of its head, Deceptionmon goaded it to turn and try to throw
him off. With the experience matched only by those in Texas, he rode the bucking beast. The
Hurricaneseadramon ducked and bobbed, but couldn't seem to throw Deceptionmon off. Finally, giving a
huge sweep of its head, the Hurricaneseadramon caused Deceptionmon to lose his grip.
Deceptionmon fell into the water and sank like a stone. "This is my element! You hold off that beast!"
Gakimon yelled as he jumped into the water. "Talk about being in your element." Jestermon said.
Michomon gritted his teeth. "Do you ever shut up?" He growled as he launched more missiles at the
Hurricaneseadramon. With a roar of fury, the great beast pinned Michomon in one hand and Magemon in
the other. Magemon yelled over the roar of the titanic beast, "Jestermon, do something!" Jestermon stared
in horror at the predicament his friends were in. "You have to hold it off until Gakimon can get back!"
"Yeah, but do what?" Michomon wrenched his head free from underneath one of the huge claws. "Maybe
you could kill it with your humor." He said with thick sarcasm. "Hmm…not a bad idea. Hey! Fish breath!"
The Hurricaneseadramon looked at him. "Yeah, I'm talking to YOU, blubber boy! You call yourself king
of the sea? More like King of the sardines! Yeah, that's right! Oh, you want some of this? Huh? Do ya?
Well come and get it, fatty!" Letting out a piercing roar, the Hurricaneseadramon dropped both Magemon
and Michomon and lunged at Jestermon. Swiftly dodging the lunge, he turned his roll into a backflip.
Performing one of the greatest gymnastics shows of all times, Jestermon continuously flipped, hopped and
rolled while insulting the great beast. "Oh come on now, chubby, you gotta do better than that to beat me!
Whoa! Close, but no luck. My, you certainly dance well for someone with no left feet." Twin large anime
sweatdrops appeared on both Magemon and Michomon's heads.
Gakimon pulled himself back on deck, dragging an unconscious Deceptionmon. It was amazing that he had
been able to stay in Digivolved form. Giving a mighty shake to rid himself of the heavy water, he turned to
regard the plainly bizarre sight on deck. He walked over and stood by Magemon. "How long has he kept
this up?" Michomon checked his watch. "About four minutes. Sooner or later he has to run out of insults."
Jestermon gave a sideways glance. "Ah! Back so soon? Could you lend me a hand?" Gakimon drew both
blades. "Omae o korosu!"
Author's Note: Anyone speak Japanese? I do believe Gakimon just said "I will kill you."
"Aqua Blade! Aqua Blade! Aqua Blade!" Gakimon landed several blows on the spiny skin of the
Hurricaneseadramon. The great beast retaliated with an immense sweep of its claw. Magemon jumped in
too. "Mage Blast!" Michomon got into a kneeling position and fired. "Digibazooka!" Jestermon jumped
into the air. "Flying Knives!" Magemon and Gakimon dropped back, both breathing heavily. "None of our
attacks seem to do anything! Magemon, only your attack seems to cause any pain." "We need more power.
If we only had another person who could harm it." Jestermon gave a small wink. "Jestermon, digivolve
to…Mimicmon!"
Data screen, Mimicmon narrating.
"Hello, boys! Charmed, I'm sure. Meet Mimicmon! I can masquerade as a menagerie of monsters and
many master –mons."
Mimicmon was tall and garbed all over in various rags, except for a bit where you could see his eyes.
"Now, for my maneuver! Mimic!" He was enveloped in a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, an
identical duplicate of Magemon was standing on deck. "But wait! There's more! I also can do all of your
attacks!" He turned his staff at the Hurricaneseadramon. "Mimic Blast!" Not a red beam but a blue one shot
at the great monster. "Why is it blue?" Magemon asked. "Hey, back off, I'm still working on it." "Well,
shall we pummel him?" "Be my guest." "Mage Blast!" "Mimic Blast!" A hail of blue and red beams
assaulted the Hurricaneseadramon. Magemon stopped in midair, then shot the Hurricaneseadramon right in
the eye. It thrashed about greatly, and Gakimon took the advantage. "Aqua blade!" Michomon reloaded.
"Digibazooka!" "Whip attack!" Shouted a finally conscious Deceptionmon. Magemon hovered in front of
the huge sea beast and swung his staff in a circle. "Cosmos Gate!" A solid black portal opened up right in
front of him, and created an immense vacuum. Gakimon dug his swords into the deck; Michomon and
Deceptionmon hung on to a crack in the deck. Mimicmon flew behind the Hurricaneseadramon and aimed
his staff at it. "Mimic Blast!" The one beam was enough. The fifty feet of Hurricaneseadramon, followed
by the two hundred feet of tail was pulled into the inky black portal which then sealed.
Magemon dedigivolved and crumpled to the deck. Gakimon picked him up with ease and carried him
below decks to the sickbay. While he recovered, Wizardmon dreamed.
**Gatomon…**
**Gatomon…**
**Wizardmon, I'm here**
**Gatomon…**
Wizardmon awoke to find a bright new morning. He walked into the kitchen to find Trickmon standing in
front of the stove with a "Kiss the cook" apron on. Wizardmon sat at the table between Jestermon and
Gakimon. "Well, finally up, eh? That was some move you did last night. Took the wind out of you,
though." Wizardmon rested his head on his arms, which were propped up on the table. "Something
wrong?" Jestermon asked. "I dreamed while I was asleep." Michomon leaned out from behind a large pile
of pancakes. "Dreams are simply the brain processing what it has experienced. You had quite a day, so it
was no big anamoly that you dreamed." Wizardmon looked up. "You don't understand. I dreamed I was
dead." Michomon swallowed a large mouthful of pancake and continued. "Why were you dead?" "It's all
so hazy…I think that Myotismon had killed me for real. And…I was just a ghost, haunting the place I died.
I wanted to find Gatomon." "Probably just your innermost fears and desires." "You don't understand.
Mages have a special quality. When they dream, it's real." "Hmm…"
Two days later, the hovercraft sloshed up onto the sand of an unnamed beach. The friends said goodbye
and started off on their journey once more. "Where should we go now?" Wizardmon asked Gakimon.
"Probably we should go to Gennai. He'll have answers for us all." Gakimon replied.
The End (But not the finish!)
And so almost half of a year of off and on writing comes to a close. I worked in some things rather last
minute, namely Wizardmon's dream. If you watch the series you'll know that Wizardmon was a 'ghost'
haunting the TV station. I worked that into the story as a little something that actually ties in with the show.
I also redesigned the story multiple times, Michomon was formerly Hackermon, but as there was nothing
for him to hack and he seemed more mechanically motivated I found it natural to change the name.
Well, don't just sit there! Go and read some of the other great fanfiction on this wonderous website! Surf
on over to www.bored.com! Start collecting ROMs! Eat a hoagie! I DON'T CARE! Just remember three
things:
1. Smite or be Smited
2. Eat Oreos, not Hydrox
What? That was only two? HEY, LAIRIES, WHERE'D MY 3rd THING GO?
LEGALITIES: I am in no way associated with Digimon, the company that made digimon, people who eat
digimon, etc etc. I only take credit for characters that are completely of my original creativity, in other
words: Wizardmon is one of the only characters I do not take credit for. There. I also am not associated
with Bored.com, Hydrox, the Marx brothers, Martha Stewart, Anne Robinson (Hurricaneseadramon, you
ARE the weakest link. Goodbye!), fluffernutters, etc.
THANKS: Diamond Rose, Sakura Lily, Bob/Priest, Issac, Wizardmon, Lairies, H.S., every fan I have
gained in these several years of writing, and my deepest thanks to www.Fanfiction.net, the greatest site
around (the strongest link!).
Until next time, folks. Goodbye!
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