Author's Notes:
Digimon does not belong to me
Kaiser- I own 88% of Digimon 02 and I'm allowing her to use the characters for my amusement.
*sigh* -_-
Some notes are: My story will be revolving around the events of the first couple of episodes and gradually branch off, most of the events seen on the show will be placed in the story but in the Emperor's POV which you'll probably read. Anyhoo please R/R.
It was deep in the night when he started his attack. The digimon woke abruptly from screams of terror, telling them to run for their lives. Dark Rings littered the sky, each of them searching for a digimon to enslave with their power. As chaos reigned throughout the land, the figure of a child is seen riding on the head of an Airdramon along with a Wormmon by his side. Below a cry rang out 'It's the Digimon Emperor!' and more digimon started to scramble in panic.
He wasn't affected at all with what was going on around him, he just gazed indifferently down to all the running digimon. He had what he needed: more slaves. Soon it'll be morning and he'll need to go to the safety of his fortress. With a sigh he ordered the Airdramon home. Down below, on the floor of the forest, an Agumon called out for his digi-partner.
The Kaiser walked down the halls of his fortress with his friend following closely behind. He enjoyed the silence the place offered. Here there was no one screaming in terror, no one to answer to and no one who aggravated him. No one. Except for a boy and his worm. Not only was he comfortable in the stillness, he also craved the darkness. So therefore, the passageways of the base were always dimly lit. Everything seemed gray and devoid of any color. What's more is that there are only two ways to enter the stronghold and there are no windows to the outside world. All precautions were taken to ensure his protection.
His first night of conquest had been tiring and all he could think about was sleep. He had reached the Control Room and was about to turn down an adjacent corridor, when one of the monitors turned on, showing the image of odd woman dressed in red. She wore a matching hat that had a jeweled spider encased in gold that was placed on the red and purple strips. On her hands, she had purple gloves, with a golden spider hanging from a web design. Along with her pale skin, white hair and dark violet sunglasses, her overall appearance was that of a modernized witch. In Ken Ichijouji's opinion, the woman was a witch, although he knew that she was far worse than that.
"Good morning, young Emperor," cooed Arukenimon.
"What is it now?" a hint of annoyance could be heard on the boy's voice.
"Oh, I was just making sure, that little runt," hinting Wormmon, "could handle himself. If not, Mummymon and I would..."
"Why don't you ask him, himself?" interrupted the boy. He turned to his partner-in-crime and asked, "Wormmon, do you have any hesitations you would like to voice before I slumber?"
"No, Ken-chan. We've gone through the procedures many times over. I'm sure everything will be fine."
"Satisfied?" he asked.
The woman hmphed, "Well, I guess I'll be dropping off your supplies later tonight. Sweet dreams, little blood drinker."
The monitor turned itself off and the boy turned to leave. He hated being associated with the likes of her and it drove him insane when she reminded him of what he was: a vampire.
The young dictator entered his chambers and plopped down onto the bed. Glad to be there finally. The room, like his outfit consisted of a few colors. Black and dark purple were visible on the walls, and on the furniture, from the covers of his bed to the paint job of his nightstand. The Emperor pushed away the appearance of his bedroom to the recesses of his brain, as he drifted off to sleep feeling a little awkward wearing his uniform.
"Ken-chan?" a concerned frown appeared on the little worm's face.
The child on the bed looked dead. Completely drained of all energy and looked very uncomfortable. Never has he seen his friend like this, except when the child refused to feed on blood at all. It was his way of rebelling what he was or what Arukenimon wanted him to do. He hated watching Ken suffer like that but for Wormmon, he'll do anything it takes to help his partner. He'll be with him until the end of the world.
He jumped onto the bed to check on the boy. Carefully maneuvering around his body, the large caterpillar reached his head and gentle took off the goggles. He relaxed as he realized that the little Emperor has fallen asleep. Removing the child's cape and finally tucking him in, the small digimon jumped down and walked out.
"Sweet dreams, Ken-chan," he whispered.
Sweat dripped down the virus digimon's head as he watched the screens in front of him. Not long ago, he had detected four children in a cave in the central reign of the Tilde forest. He had guessed that the children were the Digi-destined and had sent a Monochromon after them. The group fought the slave digimon and destroyed the Dark Rings, freeing him.
They had returned to the Real World along with their digimon a couple minutes ago, reasoning that it was too dangerous to leave them since the Digimon Emperor lived there too. All the digimon left, except for Agumon. The worm had re-recorded the whole encounter from surveillance onto another tape and started to re-play it. He smiled, the only way a caterpillar can smile as he watched the relationships between the humans and their digimon. It reminded him of the very first time he had met Ken, before he was the Digimon Emperor, before the 'incident'.
The battle scene had started when the Emperor himself walked in.
"What do we have here?" he asked as he looked at the images in front of him. He pressed a couple of buttons and each child was brought up onto different screens. The oldest among the team was a fourteen-year-old boy with wild brown hair; he was identified as Tai Kamiya, the keeper of Courage. The screen below showed his sister, Kari Kamiya as the protector of Light. Next, a blond-blue-eyed eleven-year-old boy was reveled to be Takeru "T.K." Takaishi, the present holder of Hope. These three were from the last group of Digi-destined, but there was another boy along with them.
Enlarging the image, the Kaiser pondered the reason why he was there with the older and more experience Digi-destined. The child looked about eleven, wearing goggles that looked a lot like the ones Tai Kamiya used to wear, on his short auburn hair.
After a few moments, the Emperor gave up; he reasoned that the answers would produce themselves as the battle between him and the Digi-destined goes on.
"I'm sorry Ken-chan, they were able to free a Monochromon." Wormmon said, not really feeling any sadness in losing a slave.
The boy rubbed the digimon's head. He too didn't feel any loss, but instead he smiled. Unfortunately, his mood was spoiled as footsteps were heard behind him.
"Having trouble, little Emperor boy?" Arukenimon asked as she walked in.
"Nothing that Wormmon and I can't handle," he said as he faced the woman, "and you? Did you have trouble getting what I need?"
"No," she said as she placed a large basket on the floor.
She walked towards the main console and typed in a few commands. The main screen switched to an image of a grid, all the squares were colored white, " but you need to have a couple of Spires up soon. We can't have you trapped here the whole day. It's unproductive."
And with that she left, leaving a bundle of bottles, all marked as wine.
Kaiser- Is it interesting yet? I could make a better story than this.
But all your stories have just you, your whip and Miyako
Kaiser- Your point is?
*sigh* -_- Why did I chose you as one of my main muses.
Kaiser- Listen to your inner Kaiser?
Oh, yeah ^_^ (inside joke)