Part 4: The Digimon Kaiser's Plan!
Back in the Digital World...
"DRAT! Those annoying kids always seem to ruin my plans!"
A small, green worm-like Digimon called Wormmon, looked up at the boy who had just spoken, a gentle, yet pleading look in his eye, as if he wanted to seem accepted by this boy.
"Would some nice milk and cookies cheer you up Ken-chan?" Wormmon asked in his same old, cutsie squeaky voice.
"No, milk and cookies would not cheer me up!" the boy responded irritably. He then cracked his whip. "And don't call me Ken! I am the Digimon Kaiser to you!!"
The dark-haired boy started typing on his unusually large computer.
"What could I do to get rid of them once and for all," he murmured as he concentrated on his work.
"But I thought that this particular battle wasn't important to you, which is why you sent out Woodmon and that Bakemon."
"It wasn't, but I didn't know that any of their other Digimon could fly with the exception of Holsmon, Pegasmon, and Nefertimon! I also knew that they would be all tired out from battling, meaning that they wouldn't be able to evolve into their armored forms, which leaves me open to attack; but no, they had to have a Digimon with a form that isn't armored that could fly!" He then muttered in annoyance, "Stupid kids."
He was watching the fierce battle that he had with them earlier. He had the entire thing monitored the entire time and was now rewatching it. He even saw where and when they had entered the Digital World.
"What could their weaknesses be..."
"Um...Ken-chan," Wormmon spoke up timidly and a bit fearfully, "wouldn't it be easier to become friends with the other Chosen Children?"
"Only you would say someting stupid like that! I'm too superior to associate with the likes of them! Now make yourself useful by shutting up!"
He sat there and started to think.
"Um...Ken-chan..."
"I told you not to speak!"
"But master, I have an idea."
"Stupid Digimon don't come up with 'good ideas'," Ken snapped.
"But I do have a good idea."
"My patience is starting to grow thin..."
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RP: It wasn't already?
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"...so hurry up and tell me of your worthless idea."
"Well, since you couldn't keep their Digimon from evolving and from messing up your plans, why not find a way to keep them from coming here at all? That way they won't ruin your plans for taking over the Digital World."
"What a brilliant idea!"
"Really?" Wormmon asked, his morale and esteem rising slightly. "You really think so, master?"
"Glad I thought of it."
"I should've known better," Wormmon muttered, his head drooped.
"But not even I, the great and handsome Ichijouji Ken, could manage to pull something like that off."
He sat back down to his giant computer, adjusting the volume so he could hear all that had been said by his enemies. He also made observations on each of them.
"The two older boys seem to argue when it comes to that annoying girl, whom of which broke the control I had over Andromon a while back. The cute one with the giant glasses seems to be hesitant and keeps mentioning how she doesn't want to fight me. I just may use that to my advantage." He chuckled lightly, realizing how much that could aid him. "Let's see now, that stupid camera girl seems to always try to break up the fights..."
He then noticed Iori, whose mouth was moving, but no one was really listening to him. He used his computer to see what he was saying, but he could only catch one thing..."WHY WON'T ANYONE LISTEN TO ME!! THIS ISN'T FAIR!!! WHAT CAN I DO FOR ATTENTION!!!"
Ken got a mischevious grin.
"Uh oh, you have that look..."
"Forget trying to take over the Digital World for now! I have to create some more Dark Spirals or Dark Rings; one that is strong enough to control a human; a very young human." He started to laugh "evilly," proud of his latest scheme, staring at a certain, dark haired, irritated boy.
"I don't get it. Why are you going to make a Dark Spiral or Ring for a small human?"
"Is it not obvious! I am going to use it on one of those annoying kids! Sure they'll attack a Digimon friend to get him back to his normal self when wearing one of my Dark Spirals or Rings, but no way they'll attack a human friend!"
"But which one of the children are you going to put the Dark Spiral on?"
"The youngest one," Ken decided, pointing to Iori on the screen. "He seems to have an annoyance towards the others, which should make him very vulnerable and make it incredibly easy on me! He also seems to get annoyed easily in general. Look at how he argued with Puppetmon."
The boy genius brought up the screen, playing everything that had happened when the kids were fighting with Puppetmon and was trying to save Kari.
"That look of pure hurt," smiled ecstacially, as if he had just received an early birthday gift. "Look at that annoyance on his face, and that revenge!"
"But sir, the one with the blonde hair seems more angry than the smaller human."
"I know, but he became annoyed when he saw Puppetmon. He never once looked annoyed or angered towards the others. All of his anger was aimed at Puppetmon. Now that younger one, he showed annoyance and irritability towards his actual friends, which is why I'm going to use him."
"You are a genius, sir."
"Naturally," he responded smugly.
Ken began to rub his chin, trying to figure out what to do to get his plan into action.
"Now, how will I get the Dark Spiral on him without him realizing it?" The boy thought for a moment, and snapped his fingers. "I GOT IT! I'll make it transparent, like my keyboard, and it'll be so powerful that it could control all of the Digimon of the Digital World put together! Ichijouji, you are a genius!"
"But sir..."
"WHAT, CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT I AM PLOTTING!!!"
"Well, sir," Wormmon continued meekly, "I was just wondering, what will you do to lure them here to have the chance to get the Dark Spiral around the human?"
Ken sighed in annoyance. "You just had to ruin my mood, didn't you?"
"I'm sorry, sir," Wormmon apologized, cowering, expecting to get hit.
"Never mind, I have an idea. I will use their Digimon friends."
Wormmon sighed out in relief when he saw that Ken wasn't going to hit him.
"Lets see, now who were they again? Agumon, Piyomon, Gabumon, Gomamon, Tentomon, and Palmon! That'll get them here for sure! Just one of their Digimon friends'll do, but all of them'll be better!!"
"But how---"
"Even Digimon rest, but this boy genius doesn't!"
"That's true."
"I'll send out my most powerful Digimon to capture them!"
'I wonder which Digimon he will send out,' Wormmon inquiried in thought.
"Now to try and connect with his Digivice. I must find the frequency to it..."
"Why?"
"Imbecile!" Ken yelled, irritated over Wormmon's question, which would require him to answer it. "That's what's going to attract the Dark Spiral to him! I'll program this Dark Spiral to home onto his Digivice wave."
"But how if he's in the real world, master?"
"Every time they use their D-3s for anything, they give off a signal, and those signals and frequencies are automatically saved and stored onto my computer. They armor evolve their Digimon a lot, so I have a lot of information here."
"But will you know which one is which?"
Ken brought up another screen, which had a photo of all of the Armor
Digimon the kids currently had and have used: Fladramon, Lighdramon,
Holsmon, Shurimon, Pegasmon, Nefertimon, and Digmon. There was a
meter under each photo, all full.
"Every time a Digimon armor evolves using a Digimental, their information,
based on the armor, goes to the corresponding Digimon. See, the meter
under Digmon is green. Since Digmon's is green, I know that that's
the frequency I must try to trace back to Iori's D-3."
Wormmon blinked dumbfoundedly, not understanding anything Ken had just explained to him. He just nodded, and acted as if he understood.
"Well, master, I hope that no one will knock down your Dark Tower to break the human out of your control."
"Interesting that you said that."
"Huh?"
"I can't have that now, can I?"
"I suppose not."
"To really throw them off, I'll put up a Dark Tower anyway!"
"But how will that help? They'll be able to destroy it."
Ken ignored the Digimon's statement and continued on.
"If he starts to act strange like one of the Digimon being controlled by a Dark Spiral or Ring, then they'll think that they'll have to destroy a Dark Tower in order to get him back to normal, but that will not be the case! The source of his being controlled will be right here from my own computer! Not a Dark Tower!"
"Can I help, Ken-chan?" Wormmon begged.
"What could a worthless Digimon like you possibly do?" Ken snapped.
"Anything if you let me try."
"Well, okay. I'm going to be busy with this program so you can be responsible for getting those Digimon for me."
Wormmon watched as Ken brought up a screen on one of his monitors with a big map.
"These are the areas that they are in and are supposedly protecting. Go there and bring them back here and lock them up. Also, you'll need this..."
Ken pushed a button on his keyboard and a compartment opened up beside his computer, revealing a dark object. Ken picked up the object, which resembled one of his Dark Towers, only smaller, and tossed it to Wormmon.
"I just finished this. It keeps Digimon from evolving. This is only a smaller model of one. I'll tie it around your neck so that if any Digimon come near you that they'll devolve to a level just as low as yours so it'll be easy for you to defeat them. Even you should be able to defeat a Child (Rookie) Digimon, especially since this mini Dark Tower'll leave them feeling weak with any attack that you may use on them!"
"I won't let you down, Ken-chan!"
"You better not if you know what's good for you, you worthless insect!" He cracked his whip threateningly. "And that's Digimon Kaiser to you!"
"Yes sir."
"Take my MegaSeadramon with you. I'm sure you'll need some better transportation other than your slow slithering."
Wormmon took off to carriy out Ken's order to get the original Chosen
Children's Digimon...
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Iori was walking home angry and annoyed.
"Not fair..." he muttered as he stood at the crosswalk, waiting for the Don't Walk sign to change to Walk.
Upamon was hidden under Iori's shirt. Sure Iori looked like he had one too many cakes, but that was the only way he could get around without Upamon being noticed by others.
"It's getting hot under here!"
"Never listen to me..." Iori continued to mutter as he stomped across the street in a huff.
"I'll listen to you!" Upamon shouted from underneathe Iori's short-sleeved beige shirt. "Aren't you home yet! I'm hungry!"
"When aren't you!" Iori snapped. "You're always hungry!"
After that statement, Upamon didn't say anything else. He just
remained under the boy's shirt, continuing to listen to his mutters.
Iori finally made his way home and went straight to his room (shouting hi to his mother quickly), shutting the door behind him, and dropping Upamon down on his bed.
"Is something wrong?" Upamon asked, rolling himself over so he could sit upright. When Iori had dropped him, he landed onhis side. "You seem a bit edgy."
"Sorry, I'm just so angry!" Iori fumed as he paced back and forth in his room.
"You should really learn to control your temper..."
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RP: I know...I liked that line from the show...Iori telling Armadimon
he needs to control his temper and then how Iori contradicted his own advice
and lost his with the Digimon Kaiser and threw that stick at him.
I thought that was such a cute scene. I always did like those
ironic situations.
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"How come you're so angry anyway?"
Iori stopped pacing and sat down on his bed beside Upamon. He then heaved out a sigh.
"Just because I'm the youngest of the group, the others never listen to me or take me as seriously as they should. Even when I said not to trust Puppetmon, they wouldn't listen to me and what did he do? He double-crossed us!"
"Maybe you should make yourself heard."
"I do, but I still get ignored."
Upamon started to sniff the air. "I don't know what's being cooked, but I wouldn't mind some!"
"It's probably shrimp with rice again."
Mrs. Hida called for Iori to eat dinner. Iori, much calmer than
what he was earlier, obeyed and made his way towards the dinner table.
After he ate, he grabbed some food for Upamon and took it back to his room,
which Upamon ate happily. He always enjoyed Mrs. Hida's cooking.
Later on, Miyako and Takeru stopped by to see how Iori was doing.
"You just stormed off, we were wondering if you were alright," Miyako told her young friend.
"Yeah, you seemed pretty steamed."
"Oh, I'm all right, I just wasn't feeling too well," the younger boy lied. "Would you guys like some of my mother's ohagi or some cookies or something?"
"Sure!" Miyako accepted for both her and Takeru. "Your mother makes the best desserts, snacks, and meals in the world!"
After they ate, the two left and headed back to their homes. It was getting pretty late and it was a school night.
"Well, let's get some sleep, Upamon," Iori said while stretching.
"Yeah, sleep!"
Right at that moment, Iori's Digivice, which was seated on the stand next to his bed, along with his Kendo equipment, started to make a beeping noise, like it was homing onto something.
"I wonder what's wrong with this," Iori said as he picked up the small device to inspect it.
It was now glowing and shaking. Upamon shrugged...I mean...wait, does Upamon even HAVE shoulders? (>_);
Iori shrugged it off since something else came to mind. "You know, I wonder why Takeru-san seemed a bit distant and upset when he came over with Miyako-san, even though he seemed to hide it fairly well."
"Maybe he was hungry and didn't get all that he wanted to eat."
Iori laughed a bit at his friend's statement.
"Is that all you ever think about...food?"
"Yep, especially with your mom's cooking," Upamon smiled with a nod.
Iori smiled at Upamon about to climb into his bed, but his Digivice started to act up again.
"Maybe we should figure that thing out."
"Nah, I'm too sleepy," Iori shook his head, setting it back down. "We'll worry about it tomorrow. Maybe Miyako-san can figure it out and while we're at it, maybe we can figure out why Hikari-san had that weird glow coming from her." He then yawned. "Oyasumi, Upamon."
"G'night Iori."
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Takeru laid in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He just couldn't
sleep. He was thinking about the pointless argument he had had with
Daisuke earlier over Hikari's being kidnapped and was feeling a bit bad
over it.
"Is something wrong Takeru?"
"No."
Patamon wasn't convinced. He said it rather quickly, as if to get off the subject.
"It sure seems like it. You've been quiet and looked upset ever since you came back from Iori's place."
"I'm fine, okay."
"Takeru, you're hiding something."
TK knew he couldn't hide anything from Patamon so he decided to tell him what was on his mind.
"Well," he started, sitting up, "Patamon, I was just thinking about today."
"What about it? That stuff that happened with Puppetmon?" Patamon asked. "I know it must've been tough for you to have to face him again after all that he did to you, but you broke free of him and got that mallet of his! You ought to be happy about that."
"No, that's not it," Takeru responded a bit slowly. "I'm glad that he's now gone. Maybe those bad nightmares of mine will go away." He then thought, 'Now if I could only get rid of my Devimon nightmares...'
'I never knew he had nightmares about Puppetmon,' Patamon thought staring at Takeru. "Then what is it? If it isn't about your encounter with Puppetmon then what else could it be?"
The boy sighed before he explained himself.
"Well...it's just that argument I had today...Daisuke was right."
"Huh?"
"It was my fault that Hikari-chan got caught by the Ichijouji! I was the one that started that argument with him today because I was feeling so guilty. I knew it wasn't his fault. I was just looking for someone else to put the blame on."
"No it wasn't! It wasn't your fault or Daisuke's."
"Yes it was! Because of me, she was almost killed! If it weren't for you and Tailmon," he lowered his head, "she would've never gotten saved!"
"It wasn't your fault that she got caught."
"Well, maybe you're right about that, but it was my fault that I started that fire. She told me to stay back, but I didn't listen to her! She tried to warn me, but I didn't listen! I rushed right in without thinking about the consequences!"
"Well, um, everything is all right now!" Patamon smiled, trying his best to cheer the boy up, unsure of what to say exactly.
"Yeah, I guess," Takeru responded routinely to get off of the subject. He really didn't believe that everything was "all right." He still felt responsible for all that happened.
TK started thinking for a moment.
"I wonder how Tailmon evolved to Angewomon. Hikari sacrificed her crest power just like the rest of us and you evolving past your adult (champion) level is very difficult for you all to do now."
"I don't know," the chubby Digimon shrugged. "Maybe that weird light that was shining around her had something to do with it. Tailmon did say that she felt as if she could because of that weird light coming from Hikari's Digivice, and it left the rest of us feeling totally energized, but the light was so bright. It was unreal. Maybe when Hikari is sad or scared, her light trait takes over or something."
Takeru shrugged.
Patamon started to yawn.
"I'm starting to get sleepy, Takeru."
"Yeah...same here. I'll see you in the morning."
"G'night Takeru."
Patamon fell right on to sleep. Takeru didn't, though. He was still blaming himself for that trigger he set off when they tried to save Hikari and also trying to figure out how Tailmon was able to evolve without Kari having her crest powers, like they had once had back in the old days. After a while, he finally fell into a deep slumber...