Legal Poo: I don't own digimon. Hell, I wish I did 'cuz I'd get rich but I don't. I'm writing this fic without their permission and neither wind nor rain nor bloodsucking lawyer will get in my way. On the other hand, the new stuff I write into this fic is mine and it'll always be. You can write about it if you ask me first though. I also don't own Shastina or Tao. Just as a minor note, the B of D timeline leaves the show behind on the first episode of the World Tour thing. This chapter is where the story really earns the PG-13 as it's got a bit of bleeding. Only where I felt the plot needed it though so I wouldn't be too worried. Oh yes, and you all have a few days to email me ideas for the new DD. =P
Blade of Destiny
Chapter IV: Darkness Arrives in the Real World
As the sky dimmed back to normal luminosity, the dozens of digital monsters that had been gathered around the ruined fortress of Aachadon were now standing on roads, highways and housing development somewhere along the coast near the New York area. The stretches of suburban territory stretched in all directions as people screamed, emptied from buildings, got into cars and blew out of the area. Communications in the area were instantly jammed. At least one of the digimon in the group had the sense to eliminate human distraction. The expected accusation was not long in coming towards the five digimon and their small gang of Bakemon.
"What?!? What is this trick you have pulled?" Demanded an enraged Knightmon.
Blizzamon closed his eyes at the anticipated but to him, still incredibly stupid question. "Obviously, we would not know. We are the heirs to Aachadon. We do not pull 'tricks' to get out of fights. We never need to and we never will." He boasted.
"Enough of this! Hand over the blade now and return us to the digital world at once!" Someone else said.
Blizzamon responded initially with a laugh. "Even if we knew what happened, we'd rather leave you fools stranded here. And I say again, the Blade of Destiny was stolen shortly before we returned. We don't have it so we couldn't hand it over even if we wanted to, which we don't."
"This is your last chance…" Someone else warned in what he evidently thought was a menacing tone. Blizzamon answered with silence.
"You asked for it!" Said a digimon leaping out from one side. Blizzamon identified it as Fencermon. The roughly humanoid, slimly built digimon dashed out at Blizzamon and with the swords in his hands, slashed twice, missing twice as Blizzamon dodged aside. Grabbing one of the blades in mid-slash with a hand gloved in a very fined, almost silk-like chain mail made seemingly of ice, Blizzamon flexed his fingers. The first sword bent and snapped near the base. Quickly, he brought the blade across and deflected Fencermon's other sword with it before looping the blade smoothly around the champion digimon's guard and slashing him multiple times. Fencermon dissipated, leaving the blade fragment in Blizzamon's hand, tainted with the red of blood quickly freezing at Blizzamon's touch that seemed as cold as the expression on his face.
Two Frigimon came at him next. Moving forward at a slower pace than Fencermon. "Subzero Ice Punch!"
"Deathchill Strike!" Blizzamon's two hands, covered in icy gauntlets came out and caught the ice punches. The ice punches' energies rebounded from the stronger force of ice behind those palms. Both Frigimon froze and then shattered into bits of data.
A Kuwagamon jumped into the fray, charging out of the trees next. In one smooth motion, Blizzamon charged the blade fragment he still held from Fencermon with icy energy and launched it at Kuwagamon's gaping jaws. The blade struck home and dropped the insect digimon immediately. As it landed, a blast of ice from Blizzamon finished it off.
"Pit Pelter!" A Cherrymon's cherries began pelting from behind the ice digimon from behind, hoping to catch it by surprise. This was not to be the case, naturally. Blizzamon pivoted smoothly around and counterattacked.
"Blizzard Destroyer!" Thousands of ice crystals and hail shards formed around Blizzamon and swirled around him, freezing and shattering the barrage of fruit as they approached. With a motion of his arms, Blizzamon sent the move on the offensive and engulfed Cherrymon in the storm. With a groan of pain, the tree digimon fell over, very heavily damaged. Blizzamon calmed down. The rest of the crowd became a lot more hesitant. The ice ultimate digimon glared balefully at them, turning his gaze across the crowd. "Anybody else want some?"
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"Hurry it up, men! We're in a war here!" Sergeant Brian Blainwell shouted with an almost desperate tone to his voice.
"SIR YES SIR!" Came the usual reply as Brian's contingent of men worked diligently at disabling the guidance systems on the missiles on their rocket launchers. They would soon be heading on foot each with as heavy a piece of equipment as possible. The digimon had already proven to have fields that could disable even the most modern computerized equipment and it seemed the only solution was mechanically taking them out.
Digimon…Oh, how long ago it has been? Thirteen…almost fourteen long years…Will you return? I waited four, nine, then thirteen years now. Is this the time you return to me? How long has it been for you? Are you alive after nearly twenty thousand years?
Lost in thought, the soldier didn't notice a shadow fall over them. The digimon had already arrived and spotted the weapons being rigged. Brian and everyone else felt icy blasts strike them and in moments, the entire squad was unconscious next to the dirt path.
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"Ultimate Slicer!" Megadramon's attack struck the road as Blizzamon quickly leapt backwards in avoidance.
"Blizzard Destroyer!" The ice blast narrowly missed the flying cybernetic dragon. Megadramon was a much more competent foe for the ultimate digimon. However, Blizzamon's attitude remained cool and confident. As Megadramon finished his series of Ultimate Slicer attacks, Blizzamon leapt straight up at the flying dramon. A seemingly impossible altitude but the humanoid digimon managed it. "Deathchill Strike!" The attack nailed Megadramon's wings, frosting them over and sending the dragon plummeting to the ground, causing a new pit in the road. It looked up to see Blizzamon coming down on it none too slowly.
"Genocide Attack!"
"Blizzard Destroyer!" The attacks collided, exploding before Blizzamon finished his descent and with another Deathchill Strike, very nearly destroyed Megadramon until a blast of wind came from in front of the descending digimon. Flipping smoothly out of the way, Blizzamon turned to face the new opponent. Quickly gathering energy, the two digimon attacked at the same time, both using an ice attack. Blizzamon's dull, chilled ice collided with his opponent's bright, blowing snowflakes and the two blasts dissipated each other. It took no rocket scientist to see that Blizzamon was impressed at the power of the blast.
"And you are?"
From their hiding spot just off from where the whole slew of digimon had just finished gathering the last of the stragglers, Darigamon and Celesmon observed as the new figure emerged from the crowd. The humanoid wasn't in any way impressive as he strode out. However, it was impossible to tell whether he had just arrived or had been here from the start observing quietly. The only thing that really distinguished him was his nearly flawlessly passing as a human. Black hair streaked with white and a face whose skin tone passed very well as a human's. The only real thing giving it away was strange clothing by human standards and of course, the throwing of big, damaging 'magic' attacks.
"My name, is Yengsiumon." He said quietly, yet somehow getting everyone to hear him.
"No doubt you are after the Blade of Destiny as well. Who sent you or more likely, which group or clan or whatever lame 'team' in this conflict are you from.
"Now, now. I have no 'group' as you say but yes, I am after the object you mentioned."
There was general laughter among Blizzamon and his group. Not for the first time as digimon after digimon had demanded them of the sword. Darigamon and Celesmon couldn't help but smile when they did. They still hadn't figured out that someone else, namely them, already had the Blade and had already set its power into motion.
"So what claim do you have on the Blade of Destiny, which Aachadon has held for four years now?"
"I once had the honor of fighting for this sword and had the fortune to hold it for some time a number of years ago." Yengsiumon said brazenly to the murmuring of the digital crowd. "After that, a series of events caused me to lose control of it. However, I promised a friend of mine that she could have it. I am bound by promise and I have come to retrieve it."
Celesmon's eyes widened as she heard this. The digimon was utterly divided between jumping in to help and not doing so. She fell backwards, almost causing enough noise to be noticed, sitting against the nearest tree as if hit by some psychic attack.
Could that be him…I can't believe I did this to him. Yet he still wants to…
~The powerful digimon, resplendent in blue and violet armor flew with lightning speed into the air. Within moments, he was in the upper atmosphere of the digital world and then was down again, just as quickly. In the sphere of energy he held, as a sparkling object. Stars didn't work in the same way in the digiworld. Stars were simply high energy particles floating in the sky.
The smaller, slimmer digimon beside him was overjoyed. Her hair was still a beautiful, perfect black. The Celesmon of that day, years ago, the ultimate Lumiamon still sported bright white wings. Then, she had not yet been totally corrupted, her wings and hair switching colors to indicate so.
"Y-you really did pick a star off the sky for me! I-I can't believe it!"
"If you want it, you shall have it." The armored digimon replied softly. The angel beside him whispered in his year what she wanted. Meant to be a jest but…
"Consider it done." He replied simply, smiling at the wide eyes of Lumiamon. He lifted a hand towards the flowers as they strode into the palace gardens. Smoothly, he picked a flower and put it affectionately in her hair. "I am the most powerful digimon in known world." He declared. "Nothing, not even the Dark Masters or the Holy Beasts can stand in my way. If it is the Blade of Destiny that you desire, I promise you, you shall have it!"~
"You are alright?" Darigamon's voice snapped her out of flashback mode.
"Y-yes! I'm fine…" Celesmon answered. Shaking off the sadness and pre-tears from her reverie, she resumed observation.
"I'll say what I have said several times this day." Blizzamon replied colder than his own attacks. "The Blade of Destiny was stolen immediately before we somehow were transported here, into this other world. However, if it's a fight you want…"
"I trust you would have no objection to telling me everything else you may know once you are defeated. Since I do not want to be accused of taking advantage of everyone else who has fought before me," Yengsiumon said coolly, taking a step forward. "I offer to take on all three of you." He finished by indicating Blizzamon, Katabamon and Monsoonmon.
Blizzamon's eyes widened for a second, then narrowed again. "Before we accept, do we have assurance you know exactly what you're dealing with? I do not want to be accused either. Of taking advantage of ignorance."
"On the contrary, I know exactly, what I'm facing."
"Very well then." Blizzamon said, even as he prepared an attack. "Blizzard Destroyer!"
"Katabatic Wind!"
"Rain Force!"
The three attacks, light grayish blue, blue and green swirled around each other as they struck towards their target. Without Fraramon, their combination was not complete but nevertheless, no one could deny these were powerful digimon. What really caused the gasp was Yengsiumon. As the attacks reached him, he powered up his own blast of energy, composed it seemed, from all three of the elements he was under attack from.
"Howling Storm." Yengsiumon's blast dissipated the energy and lashed out at his three opponents with the leftovers. The three digimon split, avoiding the assault and returning with their own, ignoring their own surprise.
"Sui Katana!" Monsoonmon had, from somewhere, produced a blade of water. Reaching her enemy first, Monsoonmon slashed overhand, causing Yengsiumon to shift sideways. The blade followed and caught the digimon's arm as it rose to block the blade. The blade halted. Instantly realizing some sort of armor was underneath, the watery weapon curled around the arm like a whip. Only minorly surprised, the fist of the trapped arm clenched and froze the weapon over, shattering it and forcing the water digimon backwards. Without Fraramon, the weapon froze with relative ease.
"Gale Kick." So quiet that people barely heard him over the bedlam of his airflow, Katabamon unleashed a powerful kicking attack which his opponent dodged. Quite unused to fighting someone equal to him on a speed basis, the two digimon launched a number of attacks at each other, managing to force each other back and do little else.
"Deathchill Strike!" The savage ice attack came in the form of a claw as Blizzamon rushed forward. Yengsiumon's hand came up to meet it. After a second or two of pushing at each other, Yengsiumon was thrown back several inches, and Blizzamon was, utterly surprising the viewers once again, forced back several meters. As one, the three gathered energy, a shattered, pixelated looking dark gray for Blizzamon, swirls of blue for Monsoonmon and greens for Katabamon. Yengsiumon gathered his own energy again to defend against the digital attacks, white and light gray glows surrounding him.
"Blizzard Destroyer!"
"Katabatic Wind!"
"Rain Force!"
"Energy Shift!"
The attacks ploughed into the lone digimon who's own move caught the energy. With some effort, the energy was bounced back, shattered at the attacks, though it was not difficult for them to defend against this. They did know they were in for a fairly long battle indeed.
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"Look! There's Lillymon!" Davis shouted, recognizing the ultimate level he had first seen in New York years ago.
"Take us down, Imperialdramon." Ken said. Obligingly, the ancient dragon mega digimon descended towards the lower flying Lillymon who was accepted into Imperialdramon's passenger compartment.
"Mimi and Michael are just north of here." Lillymon reported. "Megaseadramon's with them but there are way too many digimon for us to handle. We haven't actually been spotted I don't think, seeing as we fit into the crowd pretty well there but those guys don't look like they'd act friendly if we tried to get them to return home."
"Megaseadramon?" Matt wondered aloud. "Never knew Mike's Seadramon could do that."
"There's a bit of a story behind that…" Lillymon answered with an almost imperceptible smile.
"Don't worry!" Tai replied, enthusiastic as usual. "Between the twelve of us here, we've got three megas and a slew of ultimates. We'll just have to send 'em packing if they don't do it themselves!"
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Darigamon had been intently watching the sky for the approach of their quarry and now, his eyes widened in expectation and discovery.
"I seem them." He said, indicating the direction to Celesmon. She had no trouble spotting them as the massive Imperialdramon was rapidly growing in size as he descended from the sky. Celesmon's attention however, was drawn back to the battle. Fortunately, she hadn't missed much as the fighters had paused to look up as if a UFO were descending slowly. "If Wobbumon was correct with his information, and he always is…" Darigamon muttered. "We're looking at three megas and six ultimates. Hmm, those two who got rid of Miremon don't seem to be present…Where could they be…"
Looking back at the digi-destined that were apparent, Darigamon found them parlaying with the digimon present. However, neither the dragon nor the angel mega digimon could make out exactly how it was that those digimon had appeared. However, with a mega and two ultimates sitting in front of them, none so far were willing to start a fight with them.
"Michael. I don't know how reliable that news report was but I got the distinct impression there was only one big one here, how'd all of them come about?" Asked Tai. He was still puzzling over how to broach the subject of returning them to the digital world when they seemed to already be over the verge of hostilities.
"Actually, in the beginning, there were two. One was the big dragon thing your probably saw and the other was a woman flying next to him so that might not have showed on a camera. We were about to get toasted the dragon digimon when all of a sudden, something weird happened to the sky and all these guys appeared. The dragon and the woman disappeared then."
"They might have gotten returned to the digital world through the same portal that sent these guys here…" Kari began.
"But I sure as hell won't bet on it. Mimi, Michael you'd better keep an eye open for them for the next couple of days at least but for now…" Tai sweatdropped as he looked at the group of digimon, easily larger than any group he'd ever had to deal or help deal with.
"Hmm, Izzy. I think it best if we just do this without asking. It could be a little complicated otherwise."
"I agree, Tai."
"Same here!" Davis said, pulling out a D3. "Digiport open!"
The bright light answered from Izzy's laptop. Faced with a bigger load than usual, the process took a bit of extra time but once the blinding light dimmed, the digimon were all gone.
"Interesting…" Darigamon muttered as the digi-destined left the area.
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Wobbumon floated high above Kyoto. This city was in the Real World but in the past, it had had as much to do with the digital world as Tokyo, the site of the first invasion when Myotismon had arrived years ago. The major digi-destined were all in America and the less attuned ones here would be unable to sense him. First a show of power from Ohmumon, then a distraction in America had evidently worked well to divert them out of Japan. He looked at the bundle of digivices he now held, courtesy of the crystal sword he held in his other hand.
"Well. I guess we'll see what we can do with these." He whispered to himself, smiling. Holding them high, an invisible light gathered and spread in separate branches all over the place as the digivices streaked outwards into the city. Wobbumon laughed as his initial planning finally paid off. The First Act
Tao and Shastina walked beside each other through Kyoto. Fortunately, most of the damage done by Ohmumon had been near the outer, less heavily built up areas. Still, cleanup workers were all over the place trying to salvage the place where Miremon and Goshukumon had fought. It was now lunch hour, both digi-destined having slept in after their battle the night before, and the place was quiet as they walked past, seeing the rubble and the remnants of the structures Miremon had damaged. Perhaps they were attracted by the same force that supposedly made criminals return to the scene of the crime. They had bumped into each other late in the morning and walking together, they had wandered out here.
It was still a cloudy day, so it was not difficult to notice when a sun bright light came into being high in the sky. Beams of various colors were streaking out from a point of convergence. Tao immediately pulled out his binoculars to take a look at whatever it was.
"What is it?" Shastina asked, switching his gaze from the sky to Tao holding the binoculars.
"I don't know, the light is too friggin' bright…there!" The sky had now cleared. There was no one nearby however, to share their surprise in it and neither would there be even if people were present. "Looks like a guy floating up there, impossible as it seems. Dressed all weird with armor and stuff and…blue skin. That has to be a digimon! Unless there's something else that can…whoa!"
"What is it?!?" Shas asked again, more urgently.
"He looked at me!"
"I have a bad feeling about this…" Harriermon commented
Wobbumon stared down, eyes wide with surprise as he saw digimon and humans down below. The visor materializing before his eyes quickly displayed the area in question with the digi-destined in question at the middle of the grid. Statistics were quickly rapped off as he descended towards them. He wasn't about to let them relate the light the process had produced to the other digi-destined.
alias: Harriermon
primary axial length: 106cm (wingspan)
perceived primary element(s): wind
digimon type: bird
digital alignment: data
main attacks: Gale Wing, Rushing Wind
classification: Class II Rookie, Level 6
alias: Tigramon
primary axial length: 97cm (length)
perceived primary element(s): normal
digimon type: holy beast
digital alignment: vaccine
main attacks: Silver Fang
classification: Class II Rookie, Level 6
"Heh." Wobbumon smirked as the raw numerical statistics poured out after the initial introductory information. They were only rookies. This would take about two seconds to finish. Then, he reminded himself they could armor digivolve. Moving from that thought, there was no reason they couldn't digivolve into something even more troublesome than Goshukumon if allowed to. "Oh no you don't." He thought to himself. Wobbumon's hand produced several needles. He quickly flicked them at the ground. Four tiny control spires, each about a meter in height rose into being around the group. "Weak, but at such close range, effective." Wobbumon thought with satisfaction.
"Talk about a bad feeling…" Tigramon muttered as the humanoid digimon alighted on the ground, observing them with decidedly evil eyes. The two rookies knew at once that they would not be able to digivolve the normal way and they certainly weren't going to have time to get rid of four spires even if they were small. She and Harriermon returned their attention to the digimon before them. He was only about the size of Tao or Shastina, wearing a black cape and bronze armor in a style not dissimilar to some mechanical or armored digimon such as Andromon that they had seen before though his was done in bronze, not the silvery metal of every one else. His ears were long and pointed like an elf's and the digimon's hair was long and gray. He sported eyes that saw into the soul, blue skin, a visor over his left eye and a crystal sword he held unsheathed, barely visible under his cloak. The sword was marked with red runic lettering. She wouldn't be surprised that a digimon like this guy here carried a sword but a clear, crystal one against bronze armor didn't seem to match well, visually.
"Wh-wh-who are you?" Shastina demanded.
Wobbumon smiled some more, knowing full well that no one who he didn't trust would recognize the name anyway. "My name is Wobbumon." He said, stepping towards them and gathering energy for an attack. "I'm afraid you've been witnessing something I can't afford to have you tell anyone else. Why aren't you in America with the others by the way?"
"What?!? So, I guess you set up what Izzy and the others are going after in America as well. Harriermon!"
"Tigramon!"
"Way ahead of you!" The two digimon said in unison.
"Harriermon, armor digivolve to…Soukouiermon! The Wings of Love!"
"Tigramon, armor digivolve to…Angoramon! The Angel of Light!"
"Uh…once more please?" Tao requested.
"Soukouriermon!"
"Angoramon!"
"DNA digivolve to…Goshukumon!!!"
Wobbumon stood calmly with his cool smile as his visor indicated the statistics of the digimon before him quickly spiked to a much higher level than before. The digimon starting off as Harriermon and Tigramon soon ended at the top with Goshukumon.
alias: Goshukumon
primary axial length: 201cm (height)
perceived primary element(s): light
digimon type: angel
digital alignment: vaccine
main attacks: Lumina Cannon, Chain Lightning
classification: Class II Ultimate, Level 2
"Are you done? I hope you're not expecting to defeat me with a second rate ultimate like that." He commented.
"Did you just call me second rate?!?" Goshukumon demanded indignantly.
"The problem with you two is your courage. You don't have it, you've got headlong foolishness and that, is going to make you pay a serious toll today. I don't think it ever even occurred to you two to run when you don't have any idea who you're up against."
"Oh, I think you'll be the one who's surprised." Tao replied.
"Let him have it, Goshukumon!" Shastina agreed.
"Maybe I'm being a bit hard on you in this but…You've got two dozen free hits." Wobbumon said. "So long as you don't try to run of course. Use them wisely."
"WHAT?!?" Tao said as Goshukumon flew up and charged for one massive hit.
"Chain Lightning!" The massive attack had several seconds of charging behind it. The main blast split halfway to the mega digimon into multiple warheads which struck with huge bangs and explosions. If this had been made into a movie, its special effects budget would have been a bank's nightmare.
"Nailed him." Shastina said, as the light began fading. She, Tao and Goshukumon were in for a collective gasp when the dust settled. Wobbumon was floating gently over a fair sized pit he explosions had created. It looked like a scene straight from DBZ.
"Eight." Wobbumon said calmly. "Take your time with the other sixteen."
"I…I can't believe it!"
"LUMINA CANNON!!!" Goshukumon roared as if volume could somehow raise the miniscule damage they were doing. The blasts of light came one after another from Goshukumon's palms.
"Nine…ten…eleven…twelve…thirteen…fourteen…fifteen…sixteen…seventeen…eighteen… nineteen…twenty…twenty one…twenty two…twenty three…"
"Uh oh…" Tao said as their last hit struck home with no more or less damage compared to their other attempts. A shadow appeared for a split second in the dust the explosions of light threw up before Wobbumon was right in front of Goshukumon.
"Claw of Nine Darkness." The hit was too fast for anyone else to follow but Goshukumon was caught right in the neck. She was sent right into the wall of an abandoned building going right through the wall and seriously damaging the next. If she hadn't absorbed the crashes as Goshukumon, Harriermon and Tigramon would not have survived to dedigivolve as they did now, unconscious.
"Harriermon!"
"Tigramon!" The two teens covered the distance to their digimon and knelt down beside them. Both were barely breathing. Two turned to see Wobbumon right behind them, silhouetted against the brightness of the outside.
"Damn you." Tao breathed quietly and finding nothing else to do, stood up. Wobbumon dodged the desperate punch easily, spun around and with a lightning strike, caught Tao in the arm. The crack of bone preceding the shout of pain was audible. Wobbumon brought the Blade of Destiny up and slashed across. Tao was sent against the wall, head hitting brick to strike him into merciful unconsciousness with a deep wound.
"Tao!" Shastina was received a slash as well. Wobbumon backed out of the area and slashed twice, vertically and horizontally.
"Show me your sword's might, Gennai." He whispered. The building was shattered, quickly collapsing on itself, burying the digi-destined and their digimon under tons of rubble. This was no movie. Rubble did crush things to death here. "Job finished." Wobbumon whispered as he recalled his four mini-spires and left the scene.