Notes-Ok this is my first story so please be nice. Its a what if story,
involving original characters. Its taking place at the end of the second
season mostly from Myotismon's point of view. It's romance between him and
a young girl…you've been warned.
*** my spelling is not that good, I do spell check, and I do have someone read my stories before they are out p, but sometimes things get missed, if you notice a cretin chapter is really bad please email me, don't leave it in the review.
Oikawa was at his desk staring blankly at the computer monitor. It was getting close to Christmas and he had other things on his mind besides his job. He had more important things to do, like getting rid of those kids ruining his plans. Ever since Ken had become freed from the power of the dark spore, things had become more hectic. The kids were becoming stronger, and Arukenimon and Mummymon were less and less of a challenge. New foes as well seemed to be appearing, the balance between the digital world and the real one was thinning. Normally this would be a good thing for him, but it wasn't of his doing, it was another force that had not made itself know yet.
He stared blankly, over the last couple of days his work was pilling up, and although his job meant little to him he needed it for now. He new he shouldn't be thinking about his plans at the moment but he couldn't help it. Suddenly his thoughts were disrupted by a dark presence.
"Well…" he said to the person behind him. The young girl moved forward out of the darkness.
"It's bad…" she said carefully, not wanting to upset her master. He turned around to face her.
"The children managed to return most of the digimon back to the digital world. But more have appeared all over the world and they are leaving soon to take care of them. We still haven't been able to find the force that is behind this." She said.
"So they'll be gone?" Oikawa said. He didn't show any emotion what so ever.
"Yes, but…" she started, but he cut her off.
"Good, use this time to find new children. We will need new hosts for the dark spores."
"Yes master." She replied. "But…"
"But, what!" He snapped.
"The old digidestend…they have been given the power to digievolve to ultimate. And Paildramon has evolved to mega, Imperialdramon…and its more then just them, there are children all over the world who have digimon." She said slowly.
Oikawa sat there and said nothing.
"Sir?" she asked.
"I will deal with them when the time comes…just stick to the plan Arukenimon. That's all." He said as he turned back to face the monitor.
She looked puzzled at her master's calmness, but then left to carry out her orders. Oikawa stared blankly at the monitor, and began to work.
"So they have a new mega…" A dark voice thought. It watched through Oikawa's eyes as he worked. "No matter how many there are, my power grows with every minute and soon I shall have enough to take on a new more powerful form. But first I must know what I'm up against." Suddenly Oikawa felt numb his whole body began to fall into a deep sleep as Myotismon took over him.
He moved his fingers to see if he was in control. "Excellent." he said smiling. It took a lot of his energy to take control of the mans body and when he did he had to drain it for Oikawa himself. This meant that he would have to stay in control until Oikawa regained his strength, which could take quit some time. Myotismon tried not to do so often, his presence alone was darning the life of his host and he need to keep him healthy long enough to Reagan his full strength.
Unfortunately he knew that this was one of the times he needed to risk his host's safety. Myotismon needed to know about the arising situation. He quickly typed in some keys onto the computer. A strange screen came up. He smiled to himself; he was going to hack into the digital worlds information system. It was not hard for him. He had done so many times before when he was trying to find out more about the eighth child. He posed momentarily remembering his old home and how long it had been since he had seen it. He knew it was gone. Piedmon had begun to reconfigure the digital world almost as soon as he had left. He had hoped that after his first two defeats that his brother would have been able to stop those little brats, but his hopes were crushed when he saw the final battle with Apocalymon. He and his brother had always been in competition and it so happened that in his last months in the digital world they had a huge fight and hadn't spoken since. He wished he could have said good-bye to him. Myotismon smiled a he searched through the computer files.
"Ah Piedmon, if you could only see me now…you would laughed like a mad mon, seeing me reduced to this level." He thought.
Suddenly he was intruded as the lights in the dark room flickered on.
"Arggg" he moaned.
A tall man in a business suit walked in. He looked over at Oikawa and called out his name.
Myotismon looked up though the human's eyes, he knew this man, it was his host's boss. He groaned in frustration.
"Oikawa I'm glad you're here, I need a favor from you." He said. "I have a meeting tonight that I forgot about and my daughter has just moved in, I need someone to watch her for a few hours is that alright."
Even though the request sounded innocent enough, Myoismon had learned enough of this man to know that he didn't have a chose, if he refused the man would make Oikawa work life miserable witch intern would make his life miserable and plans harder to achieve. He grounded to himself.
"Very well, sir." he replied. The man made a way at the door inviting the girl in.
She walked in. She was small and thin, her long wavy white hair and pail skin made her look almost ghostly. She whore a dark blue school jacket with a red tie. She had a white skirt with red trim, black shoes and white sox. She looked about 12 to 14.
"Now, my dear, I'm sorry I have to do this, but I'm sure you two will find something to do, maybe you could catch a movie or something." He looked over at Oikawa, who nodded. "Thank-you, I'll make shore you get paid extra for your trouble. I'll be back later." And with that he walked out the door.
Myotismon sighted as he looked at the computer screen. "Yes his brother would laugh…" he thought. "The great undead king…a baby sitter…"
The girl walked over and sat down beside him. He looked at her and then back at the screen. They were silent for a while but he knew it couldn't last.
Finally she spoke. "I'm sorry…"
He looked at her puzzled. This was not really what he thought her first words would be.
"Why are you sorry?" he muttered. He didn't really care about her replied. In fact he didn't care period, but he new he'd have to play nice for a little while. This made him even madder, he looked at her again. How much he hated children, especially human children. She reminded him of those horrible digidestend and he hated her for it.
"I'm sorry my father has dumped me on you…he's always been like that…" she said softly. He tried not to look at her and stayed silent.
He coldness made her even more uncomfortable so she stared down at her feet. Myotismon finally gave in. He knew if they sat here like this the night would go on forever, he would have to find some way to occupy the child.
"So what do you want to do?" He said still not turning to face her.
She looked up at him and thought for a moment.
"We could see a movie…" She said looking at he feet.
"Fine." he replied. He got up and reached for his coat, and then started for the door she followed him quietly.
They were silent the whole walk to the theater. He looked at the movie listings; there wasn't much that interested him.
"Pick what you want to see and I'll get the tickets." He said.
She looked around at the posters. She began to walk towards a colorful poster. He looked at it and read the title. "The adventures of Jigglypuff." "Oh god…" he thought. "I should have known she'd pick some horrible little kiddy show."
"This one." she said. He looked at her to see she was pointing at the poster next to it. "Night of Blood!?" he said in shock. She smiled for the first time, at his scrambled expression.
"Yes." she said. "It's a horror about vampires…unless your scared…"She teased.
His face became emotionless again, he looked at her blankly.
"Aren't you a little young for this?" he said.
She just smiled warmly at him. He suddenly felt uncomfortable. He didn't like surprises and he didn't expect this. It almost made him curios about her, but he quickly stopped his wandering thoughts and nodded.
Myotismon liked the dark theater. He sat silently and watched the film as it began. Partway through it stuck him. What is she got scared and needed comforting what then. He hated emotions, and began to think this scary movie could be worse than the other one. He watched as one of the characters head was chopped off. "Oh great, here it comes…" he thought. He turned in shook as he heard laughter. Her eyes were fixated on the screen and a wide smile was on her face. He was confused. "These things are supposed to scare children aren't they?" He looked again as she burst out in laughter as another one was blown to peaces. It comforted him to know that she wasn't going to cling on him so he sat back and watched silently.
They were silent again walking back to his office. He walked in and sat at his computer, and she sat next to him.
"Thank-you" she said. He had noticed that she was begging to be more comfortable around him.
"You enjoyed it then…" he replied.
"Yes, vampires all the coolest…but unfortunately, they always die at the end."
This struck Myotismons interest and made his even more curious. The child had been anything but boring and completely surprising. The movie was good, he enjoyed the violence. He had mist causing pain and suffering to others and watching the bloodshed had pleased him.
"May I use your computer?" She asked. He nodded. He was again startled when she lined in across him to type on the key bored. He was shocked and found he couldn't move. She was so close to him. He breathed her in, as he grimly felt how hungry the movie had made him. He could sense her warm blood close to him and it temped him so. Whose of all there was nothing he could do about it. He looked at the clock in hopes that maybe this wouldn't last much longer, but it was still early. He sat there breathing heavily. She didn't notice how uncomfortable he was, because she then moves in closer and rested her hand on his knee. He saw she was too involved in what she was doing to notice his predicament. He sat there staring at her. Her hand was warm and he soon found that he was no longer uncomfortable at all. It hade been years since he had felt a touch of any kind. Even though it wasn't his body he misted it. He mist the contact of other, even his lacks. He was very isolated and it had been so easy for him to remain that way. And know all of the longings of his old life he had worked so hard to repress where coming back to him. He wished for his ultimate form. He wished he could feel what is was like to hold his pray close against him and he drained their life. He wishes to feel the fear. He wished to feel powerful again, to be in control again. His emotions where getting the better of him. He lined in close against her and breathed her in. She smelled good, and looked so soft. She was warm and he longed to taste her. She suddenly turned around to face him, for the first time he looked at her eyes. They were blood red. Beautiful.
"Are you all right?" she said. Myotismon then realized just how close he had moved in on her. He had been breathing down her neck. He shot back in his chair saying nothing. She turned back at the computer. He felt strange. He couldn't understand it. He stared at her for the next hour trying to figure out why he had suddenly become so darn to her. Every so often she turned and looked at him, or she would say something to him. As he watched her he wanted more then blood, there was something else. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. He was awoken from his pondering when Oikawa boss returned.
"I'm sorry, I'm so late." He said. Myotismon just nodded.
"How was your meeting?" She asked he father. As they walked out the door. But just before she was out of sight she looked back at Myotismon and smiled.
Oikawa lay asleep in his bed that night dreaming of the digital world. Myotismon however was very much awake. He couldn't seem to stop thinking about the girl. She was different then any human he had come in contact with, and he didn't know why. She intrigued him. But no matter how hard he tried to understand why, he couldn't. And no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop WANTING to see her again.
-Ok, that's it so far, I know its kind boring at the moment but things will pick up, as they get closer to Daemon's arc. I'm tiring to keep the general flow of the series for now. And hopefully the digidestend will begin to appear more in the next chapter. So PLEASE review I need your input.
Thanks.
*** my spelling is not that good, I do spell check, and I do have someone read my stories before they are out p, but sometimes things get missed, if you notice a cretin chapter is really bad please email me, don't leave it in the review.
Oikawa was at his desk staring blankly at the computer monitor. It was getting close to Christmas and he had other things on his mind besides his job. He had more important things to do, like getting rid of those kids ruining his plans. Ever since Ken had become freed from the power of the dark spore, things had become more hectic. The kids were becoming stronger, and Arukenimon and Mummymon were less and less of a challenge. New foes as well seemed to be appearing, the balance between the digital world and the real one was thinning. Normally this would be a good thing for him, but it wasn't of his doing, it was another force that had not made itself know yet.
He stared blankly, over the last couple of days his work was pilling up, and although his job meant little to him he needed it for now. He new he shouldn't be thinking about his plans at the moment but he couldn't help it. Suddenly his thoughts were disrupted by a dark presence.
"Well…" he said to the person behind him. The young girl moved forward out of the darkness.
"It's bad…" she said carefully, not wanting to upset her master. He turned around to face her.
"The children managed to return most of the digimon back to the digital world. But more have appeared all over the world and they are leaving soon to take care of them. We still haven't been able to find the force that is behind this." She said.
"So they'll be gone?" Oikawa said. He didn't show any emotion what so ever.
"Yes, but…" she started, but he cut her off.
"Good, use this time to find new children. We will need new hosts for the dark spores."
"Yes master." She replied. "But…"
"But, what!" He snapped.
"The old digidestend…they have been given the power to digievolve to ultimate. And Paildramon has evolved to mega, Imperialdramon…and its more then just them, there are children all over the world who have digimon." She said slowly.
Oikawa sat there and said nothing.
"Sir?" she asked.
"I will deal with them when the time comes…just stick to the plan Arukenimon. That's all." He said as he turned back to face the monitor.
She looked puzzled at her master's calmness, but then left to carry out her orders. Oikawa stared blankly at the monitor, and began to work.
"So they have a new mega…" A dark voice thought. It watched through Oikawa's eyes as he worked. "No matter how many there are, my power grows with every minute and soon I shall have enough to take on a new more powerful form. But first I must know what I'm up against." Suddenly Oikawa felt numb his whole body began to fall into a deep sleep as Myotismon took over him.
He moved his fingers to see if he was in control. "Excellent." he said smiling. It took a lot of his energy to take control of the mans body and when he did he had to drain it for Oikawa himself. This meant that he would have to stay in control until Oikawa regained his strength, which could take quit some time. Myotismon tried not to do so often, his presence alone was darning the life of his host and he need to keep him healthy long enough to Reagan his full strength.
Unfortunately he knew that this was one of the times he needed to risk his host's safety. Myotismon needed to know about the arising situation. He quickly typed in some keys onto the computer. A strange screen came up. He smiled to himself; he was going to hack into the digital worlds information system. It was not hard for him. He had done so many times before when he was trying to find out more about the eighth child. He posed momentarily remembering his old home and how long it had been since he had seen it. He knew it was gone. Piedmon had begun to reconfigure the digital world almost as soon as he had left. He had hoped that after his first two defeats that his brother would have been able to stop those little brats, but his hopes were crushed when he saw the final battle with Apocalymon. He and his brother had always been in competition and it so happened that in his last months in the digital world they had a huge fight and hadn't spoken since. He wished he could have said good-bye to him. Myotismon smiled a he searched through the computer files.
"Ah Piedmon, if you could only see me now…you would laughed like a mad mon, seeing me reduced to this level." He thought.
Suddenly he was intruded as the lights in the dark room flickered on.
"Arggg" he moaned.
A tall man in a business suit walked in. He looked over at Oikawa and called out his name.
Myotismon looked up though the human's eyes, he knew this man, it was his host's boss. He groaned in frustration.
"Oikawa I'm glad you're here, I need a favor from you." He said. "I have a meeting tonight that I forgot about and my daughter has just moved in, I need someone to watch her for a few hours is that alright."
Even though the request sounded innocent enough, Myoismon had learned enough of this man to know that he didn't have a chose, if he refused the man would make Oikawa work life miserable witch intern would make his life miserable and plans harder to achieve. He grounded to himself.
"Very well, sir." he replied. The man made a way at the door inviting the girl in.
She walked in. She was small and thin, her long wavy white hair and pail skin made her look almost ghostly. She whore a dark blue school jacket with a red tie. She had a white skirt with red trim, black shoes and white sox. She looked about 12 to 14.
"Now, my dear, I'm sorry I have to do this, but I'm sure you two will find something to do, maybe you could catch a movie or something." He looked over at Oikawa, who nodded. "Thank-you, I'll make shore you get paid extra for your trouble. I'll be back later." And with that he walked out the door.
Myotismon sighted as he looked at the computer screen. "Yes his brother would laugh…" he thought. "The great undead king…a baby sitter…"
The girl walked over and sat down beside him. He looked at her and then back at the screen. They were silent for a while but he knew it couldn't last.
Finally she spoke. "I'm sorry…"
He looked at her puzzled. This was not really what he thought her first words would be.
"Why are you sorry?" he muttered. He didn't really care about her replied. In fact he didn't care period, but he new he'd have to play nice for a little while. This made him even madder, he looked at her again. How much he hated children, especially human children. She reminded him of those horrible digidestend and he hated her for it.
"I'm sorry my father has dumped me on you…he's always been like that…" she said softly. He tried not to look at her and stayed silent.
He coldness made her even more uncomfortable so she stared down at her feet. Myotismon finally gave in. He knew if they sat here like this the night would go on forever, he would have to find some way to occupy the child.
"So what do you want to do?" He said still not turning to face her.
She looked up at him and thought for a moment.
"We could see a movie…" She said looking at he feet.
"Fine." he replied. He got up and reached for his coat, and then started for the door she followed him quietly.
They were silent the whole walk to the theater. He looked at the movie listings; there wasn't much that interested him.
"Pick what you want to see and I'll get the tickets." He said.
She looked around at the posters. She began to walk towards a colorful poster. He looked at it and read the title. "The adventures of Jigglypuff." "Oh god…" he thought. "I should have known she'd pick some horrible little kiddy show."
"This one." she said. He looked at her to see she was pointing at the poster next to it. "Night of Blood!?" he said in shock. She smiled for the first time, at his scrambled expression.
"Yes." she said. "It's a horror about vampires…unless your scared…"She teased.
His face became emotionless again, he looked at her blankly.
"Aren't you a little young for this?" he said.
She just smiled warmly at him. He suddenly felt uncomfortable. He didn't like surprises and he didn't expect this. It almost made him curios about her, but he quickly stopped his wandering thoughts and nodded.
Myotismon liked the dark theater. He sat silently and watched the film as it began. Partway through it stuck him. What is she got scared and needed comforting what then. He hated emotions, and began to think this scary movie could be worse than the other one. He watched as one of the characters head was chopped off. "Oh great, here it comes…" he thought. He turned in shook as he heard laughter. Her eyes were fixated on the screen and a wide smile was on her face. He was confused. "These things are supposed to scare children aren't they?" He looked again as she burst out in laughter as another one was blown to peaces. It comforted him to know that she wasn't going to cling on him so he sat back and watched silently.
They were silent again walking back to his office. He walked in and sat at his computer, and she sat next to him.
"Thank-you" she said. He had noticed that she was begging to be more comfortable around him.
"You enjoyed it then…" he replied.
"Yes, vampires all the coolest…but unfortunately, they always die at the end."
This struck Myotismons interest and made his even more curious. The child had been anything but boring and completely surprising. The movie was good, he enjoyed the violence. He had mist causing pain and suffering to others and watching the bloodshed had pleased him.
"May I use your computer?" She asked. He nodded. He was again startled when she lined in across him to type on the key bored. He was shocked and found he couldn't move. She was so close to him. He breathed her in, as he grimly felt how hungry the movie had made him. He could sense her warm blood close to him and it temped him so. Whose of all there was nothing he could do about it. He looked at the clock in hopes that maybe this wouldn't last much longer, but it was still early. He sat there breathing heavily. She didn't notice how uncomfortable he was, because she then moves in closer and rested her hand on his knee. He saw she was too involved in what she was doing to notice his predicament. He sat there staring at her. Her hand was warm and he soon found that he was no longer uncomfortable at all. It hade been years since he had felt a touch of any kind. Even though it wasn't his body he misted it. He mist the contact of other, even his lacks. He was very isolated and it had been so easy for him to remain that way. And know all of the longings of his old life he had worked so hard to repress where coming back to him. He wished for his ultimate form. He wished he could feel what is was like to hold his pray close against him and he drained their life. He wishes to feel the fear. He wished to feel powerful again, to be in control again. His emotions where getting the better of him. He lined in close against her and breathed her in. She smelled good, and looked so soft. She was warm and he longed to taste her. She suddenly turned around to face him, for the first time he looked at her eyes. They were blood red. Beautiful.
"Are you all right?" she said. Myotismon then realized just how close he had moved in on her. He had been breathing down her neck. He shot back in his chair saying nothing. She turned back at the computer. He felt strange. He couldn't understand it. He stared at her for the next hour trying to figure out why he had suddenly become so darn to her. Every so often she turned and looked at him, or she would say something to him. As he watched her he wanted more then blood, there was something else. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. He was awoken from his pondering when Oikawa boss returned.
"I'm sorry, I'm so late." He said. Myotismon just nodded.
"How was your meeting?" She asked he father. As they walked out the door. But just before she was out of sight she looked back at Myotismon and smiled.
Oikawa lay asleep in his bed that night dreaming of the digital world. Myotismon however was very much awake. He couldn't seem to stop thinking about the girl. She was different then any human he had come in contact with, and he didn't know why. She intrigued him. But no matter how hard he tried to understand why, he couldn't. And no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop WANTING to see her again.
-Ok, that's it so far, I know its kind boring at the moment but things will pick up, as they get closer to Daemon's arc. I'm tiring to keep the general flow of the series for now. And hopefully the digidestend will begin to appear more in the next chapter. So PLEASE review I need your input.
Thanks.
