Dragon Lady: FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ken: I-I can't believe my eyes. Is this Magical Game that you're updating?! O.O
Dragon Lady: Yes it is!!!
Ken: O.O
Dragon Lady: *jumps around happily* I have beaten my writers block!! Whoo hoo!
Ken: Good for you dl!
Dragon Lady: At least for the moment anyway. ^^;;;
Ken: -_-;;;
Dragon Lady: Anyway! Chapter six! Done! No kidding! I think I've finally gotten this story back on track!
Ken: Oh yeah?
Dragon Lady: *nods* Well… *hesitates* its only going to take a few more spells…
Ken: *groans* I should have known.
Dragon Lady: ^^;;;;
Ken: *sighs* Go. Read. Review. And don't sue either. 'Cause she don't own digimon.
Dragon Lady: 'Don't own'? And this is the guy that inspires my stories. o.O No wonder they turn out the way they do…
Ken: You mean damn good?
Dragon Lady: You're so egotistical, Ken-chan.
Ken: Ooooh. Egotistical, big wo-- Oww!
Dragon Lady: *smiles sweetly and hides paper fan* Just ignore the muse. And enjoy my story mina-san. ^_^
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Magical Game
By: DigimonDragonLady
"I'm still confused!" Miyako whined plaintively. "So the Digital World could pick different Chosen Children without our help? Why doesn't any of this make sense?"
"Calm down, Miya," Iori shook his head and smiled in amusement. "I'm sure Daisuke and Ken understand perfectly. Don't you guys?"
Daisuke and Ken looked at each other. "Um…er…of course!" they answered together, sounding very unsure of themselves all the same.
"We're doomed!" Miyako wailed.
Daisuke coughed. "Well…um…I think all we have to do…is…yeah."
"Oh boy," Takeru sighed.
Are you ready? Azulongmon asked.
"No! I said I'm still lost. What exactly are we supposed to be doing again?" Miyako asked.
Making sure that your future selves are still chosen, as has already been stated several times. Azulongmon responded with a small noise that was almost a sigh. He didn't seem like an incredibly patient person.
"I'm confused too," Daisuke snapped. "How on Earth…er…well, in all the worlds, do you propose that we do that?!" he demanded.
Don't worry yourself enchanter, I am confident in your abilities to come up with a solution.
"That doesn't answer my ques--"
Daisuke blinked. Whoa. That was strange. One minute they had all been in that colorless expanse of nothingness, but now they were standing on a city sidewalk of some place or another. It was late in the evening and there weren't many people out and about, though a few passerby slipped around their little group and continued on their ways. A stray, abandoned newspaper skittered by.
"Dammit," Daisuke growled in the ultimate frustration. Azulongmon was, of course, no where to be seen.
"Guess he got tired of us," Takeru chuckled.
"How did he do that?" Hikari spoke her confusion aloud; directing the question more to herself than to some particular member of their rag-tag little group. "One minute we were all standing in that place that he referred to as the heart of the Digital World, and now…we're somewhere completely different. In a real part of a world it looks like. Our world I suppose."
"Azulongmon must have sent us here somehow," Iori concluded with a serious nod. "But why, this time, was our transportation instantaneous?" he added his own confused question to the jumble. "In all of the other instances we were sucked through some dark vortex or something of that nature…"
"Dramatics," Ken replied shortly. "Its always about the dramatical presentation."
"You would know best, I suppose, Kaizer," Iori shot back at him, annoyed by his cold, uncaring words.
"Don't fight, please," Hikari intervened. "We've got much bigger problems right now. The last thing we need is for you two to start arguing."
Ken visibly relaxed and Iori nodded once in acknowledgement of Hikari's words and turned away from the Digital World Kaizer.
"Hikari's right," Daisuke agreed. "Right now we've got a big job to do. And the bad news is…I've got absolutely no idea how to go about doing it…"
"Wonderful," Takeru sighed.
"I don't know about getting home in time for dinner," Daisuke sighed heavily as well, "we'll be lucky if we even get home some time in the next millennium!"
"Um…Daisuke, we are still in a time displacement spell," Ken reminded him. "Which technically means that --"
"Ken," Daisuke interrupted, "I was just making a little joke there."
"A very little joke," Miyako agreed. Daisuke made a face behind her back.
"Oh…" was all Ken said.
There was a long awkward silence. A car went down the street, sending some standing water from a recent rain up with its wheels. They all looked at each other helplessly.
"Yeah, so anyone here have any bright ideas?" Daisuke asked. "Because I'm open to suggestions here."
"Well, we should definitely start by finding out just where we are," Miyako stated the obvious.
"Then go on from there," Takeru agreed.
"So…anybody know what this place is?" Miyako asked. "At least we know we're still somewhere in Japan…"
"For all the good that does us," Daisuke sighed.
"It seems like it should be familiar," Ken said slowly, looking around him.
"I feel like I've been here before," Hikari nodded her agreement.
"Heighten View Terrace! Of course," Takeru said suddenly.
"Excuse me?" Daisuke blinked at him questioningly.
"Takeru's right, we're not far from Heighten-View Terrace, a place where I used to live when I was very young," Hikari explained.
"All of the Chosen Children lived there at one point, and at the same time as one another," Takeru said. "Until there was a "terrorist bombing" incident, which was actually just a cover story made up from the media, because the truth was that a bridge was destroyed by two digimon fighting."
"Two digimon fighting?" Daisuke mused thoughtfully. "Now that's interesting."
"All of us saw it," Hikari went on. "The battle, I mean. That's the reason we were chosen. At least, that's what we were told…"
"Really?" Daisuke asked. He looked excited. "Now that might give us something to work with!"
"How so?" Iori inquired.
"Simple, it should give us an event with which to work that should set every other consecutive event in its proper place in our histories," Daisuke responded with a dismissive wave of his hand, as if it were a silly question. Then he appeared to think about what he'd just said. "On second thought, I take that back. It's really only simple in theory. The hard part is going to be making it work."
"Well, tell us already," Miyako demanded impatiently.
"Well, we obviously have to be the ones to make that event occur. So, what we do is create two digimon and implement a gathering spell when they fight, so that your younger selves, and the first group will be drawn to seeing them. We'll do that by putting all of the traits that represent the first group into the spell. Courage, Friendship, Love, Sincerity, Reliability, and Knowledge. Then we'll have to overlay that gathering spell with a calling spell that will guarantee that whoever witnesses these digimon will be particularly called up at a certain place and time, and link that calling spell to the Digital World so that they will all be transported there once they are called…"
Daisuke breathed out. "Wow…'ya know Ken, you and I are going to be completely drained once we finish this. Probably you more than me, because you're not as used to using so much power all at once. Think you can handle it?"
"I take anything you can, Motomiya," Ken replied airily, and Daisuke smiled.
"Good. So now we have to find our way to Heighten View Terrace and begin creating our digimon."
"But…create a digimon?" Iori asked. "How can you just decide that you want to make a digimon?"
"Don't worry about it, Iori," Daisuke said. "Its enchanter magic, just trust me and know that we can do it."
"That wasn't what I was worried about," Iori mumbled. "Somehow your creating a digimon just doesn't seem right."
But Daisuke didn't hear him, he was too busy making sure that he got down the details of this event that Hikari and Takeru had been called by.
"So, which digimon in particular?" he asked.
"Greymon, definitely," Hikari answered.
"And Parrotmon," Takeru added.
"We should get going then," Daisuke said. "…I don't suppose anyone knows the way…"
Hikari frowned. "I don't think I could get us there…" she admitted slowly. "I was still really young when my family moved away. I couldn't remember the way." She turned her gaze expectantly to Takeru.
He bit his lip. "I don't know," he said finally, after thinking it over. "I can sort of remember…but I might get us lost…"
Daisuke shrugged. "Not like we haven't been lost before. Just not in our own world. Well all right, Takeru. If you think you can do this, lead us to Heighten View Terrace."
They turned and began to make their way down the street, with Takeru and Hikari at the front of the procession. They were somewhat surprised when Daisuke dropped to the back of the group, letting Iori walk after them, then Ken following him. Usually Daisuke attached himself to Hikari like some kind of bizarre second shadow and bristled when Takeru was anywhere near her, but now he didn't seem at all interested in the pair.
Hikari glanced back at him curiously, to see him talking softly with the Kaizer. Or…former Kaizer? Why did she think, for some reason, that when all this was over Ken would no longer have any desire to be the Kaizer? She watched Daisuke for a moment, and then looked questioningly at Takeru.
He just shrugged at her. "Your guess is as good as mine," he answered her unspoken question. "But…he seems to be awfully attached to Ken all of a sudden."
Hikari smiled to herself. Daisuke and Ken. Their names just seemed to fit. "Good for them," she whispered softly.
Meanwhile, at the back of the line, "Why does it matter which digimon that we use?" Miyako wanted to know. "You could just as well make it a Tyrannomon and a Triceramon couldn't you?"
"But that would change things, wouldn't it," Ken answered, as if their course of action was the only obvious to take.
"Well, so what?" Miyako asked. "What difference would it make if the Chosen saw a Tyrannomon and a Triceramon instead of a Greymon and a Parrotmon?"
"Because Takeru and Hikari have already seen this as we're creating it," Daisuke explained. "Azulongmon realizes that time is a funny thing, and that's why he instructed us to keep everything the same. Look at what's happened already, Ken and I created a world that existed eons before we were even born!"
"But that world was meant to exist, so obviously something was meant to create it, which means that you and Ken activating that first spell made everything fall into place exactly as it should have," Miyako argued. "You were supposed to create the first wizard world."
"Listen Miyako," Daisuke said, "I could stand here and debate with you about the effects of messing around with the past until the cows come home, but we don't have the time. Just take my word for it. If Takeru and Hikari saw a Greymon and Parrotmon, then that's what digimon they need to be, and those are the ones we're going to make."
"All right. All right, whatever," she replied with a shrug. "It's not like I care either way."
Daisuke just sighed and rolled his eyes he dropped away from Ken a little so he could walk next to her. "Look Miyako," he said gently, "I know you're still confused, but I can try and explain it more to you later."
"Its all right, Daisuke," she answered. "I do understand that what you and Ken have to do is very important, and that you really don't have time to go explaining every little thing you do in detail. We've already wasted a lot of your time, I'm sure."
"It doesn't matter," Daisuke said, and Miyako continued.
"To be very honest, I am sort of hurt that you haven't trusted any of us as much as to tell us about all of this earlier…"
"I'm sorry about that," Daisuke answered sadly. "You have no idea how many times I've wanted to. There are certain rules, that I know are only there for our protection, but they aren't written in stone. I could have decided to tell you. But I didn't."
"We would have helped you."
"I know that. But sometimes…its best not for you to get involved. Like with Ken…I really couldn't have explained everything, even if I wanted to, because its up to the individual to reveal their magic to the ungifted. I couldn't have said anything about Ken's having magic as well, because it would not be by his choice that you found out…" Daisuke shrugged his shoulders helplessly, a gesture that was beginning to become rather common with them at the moment.
"Its just…really complicated," he concluded lamely, looking apologetic.
"Yeah." She still sounded somewhat sad. "I guess it would be easier for you and Ken if the rest of us weren't even here. Sure, Takeru's leading us to Heighten View Terrace, but its not like the rest of us have done anything but get in the way. We can't do anything to help you. We're really just along for the ride, huh?"
"You never know," Daisuke answered. "If its any consolation, I hadn't wanted any of you to get dragged into this mess in the first place. You just got pulled along accidentally by some very messed up spells. I would have spared you this."
"And make us miss out on all the action?" Miyako complained with a smile. "I don't think so, Motomiya."
Daisuke just shook his head at the typical Miyako behavior.
"So…" Miyako made her voice go lower. "What about Ken? I have a feeling everyone's just dying to know…"
"Know what?" Daisuke asked.
Miyako gave him a withering look. "Daisuke, get with the gossip program," she instructed. "Do you like him? The same way you liked Hikari, I mean?"
"Would it upset you if I did?" he asked curiously.
"No, of course not. You two fit, anyone could see it," she waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Its just really interesting, because it seemed like it happened all at once. One minute you're drooling over Hikari--"
"I never "drooled" over Hikari," Daisuke retorted waspishly, then grinned. "And it didn't happen all at once, not for me anyway, maybe for Ken."
"Did it happen when you and Ken did that merging spell or whatever?"
Daisuke gave her a "well, duh" look.
She shrugged. "Just asking. But why give up on Hikari?"
"Because I never really liked her? Hikari's a nice girl, pretty too, and she's a wonderfully sweet person, but she's not…for me. I knew that. Hikari just made my act a little easier. I had to look normal. I couldn't mope around constantly and not exhibit some normal teenage behavior such as crushes. It would be kind of strange explaining to some normal person that I didn't have any interest in going out with someone because I was sitting around waiting for my "soul mate" to waltz into my life."
"Soul mate?" Miyako asked, her eyebrows raising. "You and Ken are soul mates? There even are such things? Its always seemed like such a nice idea…but…"
Daisuke nodded. "Every person with magic in their veins knows that they are born with a soul mate, whether that other person is magical or otherwise. Unfortunately, knowing it doesn't always mean that you're going to find that person. Happiness has never been completely guaranteed."
Miyako nodded in understanding.
"But Ken and I do share a soul bond. But sometimes that doesn't always mean that you'll be with your partner well…intimately. Some people who are soul bonded are only very good friends. In the end, I suppose its all just chance."
"Well, I think you and Ken are going to work out," Miyako smiled. "I hope you do. You're just the right kind of person to turn him around, Dai."
"…Thanks."
~Talking about me again?~ Ken asked him in amusement.
~Of course not.~ Daisuke responded a little too quickly. ~Why would we be doing that?~
Miyako, of course, wasn't hearing a word of this conversation. Ken continued walking with his attention facing forward, and Daisuke stayed beside Miyako.
~Liar.~ Ken accused in amusement.
~Ken Ichijouji, were you ease dropping?~ Daisuke demanded hotly.
~Now why would I do a thing like that?~ Ken asked innocently.
Daisuke just "hmphed" ~I hope we're almost there,~ he told Ken. ~This whole thing is beginning to make me really nervous.~
~Just "beginning" to?~ Ken asked.
Daisuke gave a mental version of a shrug. ~Well it's worrying me. I'm starting to think, for some strange reason, that we're going to go through all this and its going to come out to nothing in the end.~
~What do you mean?~
~I don't know, actually. Its just a feeling I get.~
~Well, don't worry too much, Daisuke. Nothing bad could possibly happen to us. And we have to stay together no matter what. After all, don't forget, you're just the kind of person I need to "turn me around".~
"Ken, you liar!" Daisuke exclaimed aloud, startling Miyako. "You were so listening!"
Ken dissolved into a fit of silent laughter as Daisuke pounced forward to berate him about something.
Miyako frowned at them. "Did I miss something?" she asked herself aloud. "Guess so." Still. It was good to see Ken happy.
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Dragon Lady: Sorry. Boring chapter. ^^;;;;
Ken: Kinda yeah.
Dragon Lady: But at least this lets people know I haven't forgotten it, right? ^^;;
Ken: *agrees*
Dragon Lady: And next chapter our two little enchanters get to create some digimon and do a bunch of other nifty magical things.
Ken: 'Nifty'?
Dragon Lady: ^^;; Nifty's a cool word. I like it. Nifty, nifty, nifty. Nifty! ^^;;
Ken: -_-;;;
Dragon Lady: *giggles* And sophistimicated. I like that word too. ^_~
Ken: Oh brother. And you're how old?
Dragon Lady: *considers the question* This many! *holds up three fingers*
Ken: *sweat drop*
Dragon Lady: *dissolves into a fit of laughter*
Ken: Sorry. Its late…and dl gets really hyper at night. At least in short bursts. She usually ends up completely drifting off after a few minutes though. *watches dl babble to self about something* Any minute now, I'm sure.
Dragon Lady: And yeah, anyway, next chapter is going to be so much fun to write, and all kinds of cool things are going to start happening, and its going to be loads of fun, and…and…*falls forward onto computer desk*
Ken: *shakes head* Just as I thought. She's going to be out of it for the rest of the night.
Dragon Lady: ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Ken: Good night mina-san! Review please!! I promise I'll make dl work on the next chapter soon!