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Shi-chan: New story. 'Switch,' Digimon style!
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In Your Shoes
~By Shimegami-chan
Music: "Party," (AiM) from Digimon
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another Digimon serial. Body-snatching, and weird stuff...
Warnings: None. Yet.
//I hated you
You couldn't do anything, and you didn't look cool
I thought you didn't suit me
But the only one who was with me to the end
Was you//
The control room was dark and drafted, enough to make one of its occupants shiver, if only one. "Brrr..."
"What's wrong with you *now?*" Ken snapped, whirling to face Wormmon.
"N-nothing, Ken-chan. I'm just a little cold." The green digimon answered shakily.
"Cold, eh? Insect." The boy known as the Digimon Kaizer set the smaller voice on permanent 'ignore,' and returned to his task. "You should be able to adapt. And don't call me Ken."
Too tired to put up an arguement, Wormmon nodded silently. "What are you doing with the computer now?"
"Reprogramming the digital gate," Ken replied absently. "I'm trying to lock those kids out, even the ones with D-3s. Theirs aren't nearly as powerful as mine."
"Oh." Wormmon watched with interest, glad that Ken wasn't actually making an effort to kill or injure the other children. Maybe he'd had a change of heart...
"I'll hunt them down while they're helpless in the real world!"
...and maybe not. Wormmon looked hopefully up at the Kaizer. "The real world? Without your controlled digimon and dark towers?"
Ken smirked. "I'll take care of them myself. If you're asking to come along, you might as well. I need someone to shine my shoes, I guess."
Wormmon sighed in releif; he hadn't been to the real world in an incredibly long time. "Arigatou, Ken-chan!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Digital gate, open!"
Miyako scowled at the D-3 and shook it. "What's *wrong* with this thing?"
Warily Iori extended his device toward the computer. "Digital gate open."
Nothing. No glow, no sound, the screen didn't even blink. "Arrrrgh!" Miyako yelled, slamming a palm down on the table. "I don't understand this! Iroi, send Takeru and the others an e-mail! Onegai!"
"Sure." Iori flipped open his D-terminal and typed something in. "They're on their way."
A few moments later Daisuke had arrived with Chibimon in tow.
"Try opening it," Miyako prompted.
"Digital gate...open!" Daisuke called, his face falling when the words had no effect. "We're locked out."
"Locked out? Of the *digital world?*" Miyako cried. "That can't happen!"
"It can, and it has," Koushirou spoke up from behind her, Takeru and Hikari at his heels. "And I bet the Digimon Kaizer has something to do with it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ken chuckled, watching the scene unfold before him. "Poor children! Not very perceptive, are you?" That girl Inoue Miyako seemed to be throwing a fit, kicking a wall in frustration. It was actually quite amusing to watch, Ken decided. This was the girl that had openly admitted to having a crush on him. Violent little thing. She was pretty, but he didn't need any distractions from his plotting.
Oh yes, plotting. "It's time we headed back to the real world, Wormmon."
Wormmon nodded enthusiastically. "Okay!"
Ken smiled knowingly, his cruel lips forming an almost comforting expression. "Digital gate...open!"
The world exploded into rainbow light and the two partners knew no more...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wormmon swam back into consciousness feeling pleasantly warm, a nice change from his usual state in the cold fortress. "Ken-chan?"
Something was wrong, he quickly realized. He was lying on his back, unable to move any part of his body but his head. "Itai! What happened? I'm paralyzed! Ken? Ken-chan? Are you there? Are you okay?" The insect digimon's voice had risin an octave or two, and Wormmon quickly noticed. "Naniyo?"
Something was terribly, terribly wrong. Had something happened to the gate? Where was Ken? Why couldn't he move?
Rocking back and forth, Wormmon realized that it was only his limbs that weren't working. He left out a grunt and managed to turn over so he was right-side-up. Resting his chin on the floor for a moment, Wormmon raised his head to see what he was lying on, and found two pale human hands in front of his eyes.
Wormmon gasped in surprise. The hands were smooth with long, elegant fingers, and wore no jewelry or scars. The nails were cut short. A white cuff started at the wrist and traveled back to an origin Wormmon couldn't see. He twitched his pincer.
The hand moved.
"N-naniyo?" Wormmon tried to move his left pincer, eliciting a small movement from the other hand. "Kore wa...?"
The insect gulped in fear, staring at the hands--*his* hands.
"....I'm...human..."
To be continued....
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Shi-chan: More's written, just not typed. See you soon!
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Shi-chan: New story. 'Switch,' Digimon style!
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In Your Shoes
~By Shimegami-chan
Music: "Party," (AiM) from Digimon
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another Digimon serial. Body-snatching, and weird stuff...
Warnings: None. Yet.
//I hated you
You couldn't do anything, and you didn't look cool
I thought you didn't suit me
But the only one who was with me to the end
Was you//
The control room was dark and drafted, enough to make one of its occupants shiver, if only one. "Brrr..."
"What's wrong with you *now?*" Ken snapped, whirling to face Wormmon.
"N-nothing, Ken-chan. I'm just a little cold." The green digimon answered shakily.
"Cold, eh? Insect." The boy known as the Digimon Kaizer set the smaller voice on permanent 'ignore,' and returned to his task. "You should be able to adapt. And don't call me Ken."
Too tired to put up an arguement, Wormmon nodded silently. "What are you doing with the computer now?"
"Reprogramming the digital gate," Ken replied absently. "I'm trying to lock those kids out, even the ones with D-3s. Theirs aren't nearly as powerful as mine."
"Oh." Wormmon watched with interest, glad that Ken wasn't actually making an effort to kill or injure the other children. Maybe he'd had a change of heart...
"I'll hunt them down while they're helpless in the real world!"
...and maybe not. Wormmon looked hopefully up at the Kaizer. "The real world? Without your controlled digimon and dark towers?"
Ken smirked. "I'll take care of them myself. If you're asking to come along, you might as well. I need someone to shine my shoes, I guess."
Wormmon sighed in releif; he hadn't been to the real world in an incredibly long time. "Arigatou, Ken-chan!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Digital gate, open!"
Miyako scowled at the D-3 and shook it. "What's *wrong* with this thing?"
Warily Iori extended his device toward the computer. "Digital gate open."
Nothing. No glow, no sound, the screen didn't even blink. "Arrrrgh!" Miyako yelled, slamming a palm down on the table. "I don't understand this! Iroi, send Takeru and the others an e-mail! Onegai!"
"Sure." Iori flipped open his D-terminal and typed something in. "They're on their way."
A few moments later Daisuke had arrived with Chibimon in tow.
"Try opening it," Miyako prompted.
"Digital gate...open!" Daisuke called, his face falling when the words had no effect. "We're locked out."
"Locked out? Of the *digital world?*" Miyako cried. "That can't happen!"
"It can, and it has," Koushirou spoke up from behind her, Takeru and Hikari at his heels. "And I bet the Digimon Kaizer has something to do with it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ken chuckled, watching the scene unfold before him. "Poor children! Not very perceptive, are you?" That girl Inoue Miyako seemed to be throwing a fit, kicking a wall in frustration. It was actually quite amusing to watch, Ken decided. This was the girl that had openly admitted to having a crush on him. Violent little thing. She was pretty, but he didn't need any distractions from his plotting.
Oh yes, plotting. "It's time we headed back to the real world, Wormmon."
Wormmon nodded enthusiastically. "Okay!"
Ken smiled knowingly, his cruel lips forming an almost comforting expression. "Digital gate...open!"
The world exploded into rainbow light and the two partners knew no more...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wormmon swam back into consciousness feeling pleasantly warm, a nice change from his usual state in the cold fortress. "Ken-chan?"
Something was wrong, he quickly realized. He was lying on his back, unable to move any part of his body but his head. "Itai! What happened? I'm paralyzed! Ken? Ken-chan? Are you there? Are you okay?" The insect digimon's voice had risin an octave or two, and Wormmon quickly noticed. "Naniyo?"
Something was terribly, terribly wrong. Had something happened to the gate? Where was Ken? Why couldn't he move?
Rocking back and forth, Wormmon realized that it was only his limbs that weren't working. He left out a grunt and managed to turn over so he was right-side-up. Resting his chin on the floor for a moment, Wormmon raised his head to see what he was lying on, and found two pale human hands in front of his eyes.
Wormmon gasped in surprise. The hands were smooth with long, elegant fingers, and wore no jewelry or scars. The nails were cut short. A white cuff started at the wrist and traveled back to an origin Wormmon couldn't see. He twitched his pincer.
The hand moved.
"N-naniyo?" Wormmon tried to move his left pincer, eliciting a small movement from the other hand. "Kore wa...?"
The insect gulped in fear, staring at the hands--*his* hands.
"....I'm...human..."
To be continued....
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Shi-chan: More's written, just not typed. See you soon!