Myotismon stepped through the doorway and looked around. The home of this mysterious ally was surprisingly similar to his own. Tall stone wall rose to form an enclosure. "This is nice."
I'm glad you approve, replied his host sarcastically. Myotismon looked around for the source of the voice.
Do not bother yourself. I have long since been separated from the corporeal realm. The voice paused for a moment. Your servants may stay here on the ground level, but you and I… The voice grew wistful. Our place is not the dirt. We belong to the heavens.
The voice lead Myotismon to a large audience chamber at the top of the stone structure. This is where I ruled. I commanded those weak minded fools to construct this place as a monument to my glory.
Myotismon looked around. He did have to admit that the view was impressive.
"So what are we to do about the forces of good?" Myotismon scanned the surrounding scenery.
They are already being taken care of. I have foreseen it. Without help they will wither and die like plants without water. I have allies who even now are ensnaring those who may oppose us.
"But can we trust them?" Myotismon's eyes roved around the room looking for a focus to address his comments to. "What is to stop them from siding with the forces of good?"
The sinister voice laughed. I have offered them what all men crave. Power. They believe that they will control space once I have won.
Myotismon smiled cruelly. "But no one should taste power, they only want more." He looked back out the window. A shooting star appeared to fall.
Our guests have arrived. Skywalker is a fool to use my own planet as a training ground for his jedi. Soon they all including him will serve me.
"And then we can destroy the Digidestined with your army. Even their vaulted protectors cannot stand against so many of us."
The children, their pets and two adults collected in the ships lounge. Feona noticed that the blonde boys were again together. Must be related with the similarity in appearance. "So, any idea why the Imps were after you?" The children looked confused.
"Do you mean those man in white armour?" asked Izzy.
Doyle nodded. "In this world, there is a Galactic Empire. Those were the soldiers in its army."
Joe spoke up. "Before we go any further we should get to know each other." The children all looked at him. "What? Can't I have good ideas now and then?"
"No Joe."
Feona jumped. The small creature by the blue haired boy was talking.
Gomamon continued on regardless. "If you have too many good ideas the world as we know it will end."
Tai decided to step in. "I'm Taichi Kamiya, but everyone calls me Tai." He pointed at the orange lizard next to him. "That's Agumon."
"And he talks too?" asked Doyle.
"Yup," replied Agumon in a high pitched voice.
The taller blonde went next. "Yamato Ishida. But I prefer Matt." He put his hands on the smaller blonde's shoulders. "This is my brother Takeru Takashi."
"T.K.," corrected the smaller boy firmly. He held out the pig like creature he held in his arms. "This is Patamon."
"Pleased to meet cha," said the batpig.
Matt motioned to the dog thing besides him. "This is Gabumon." The creature merely nodded to Feona and Doyle.
The short read haired boy went next. "My name is Koushirou Izumi." The small boy bowed slightly to them. "…but everyone calls me Izzy. And this is Tentomon."
"Hi, I'm Mimi Tachikawa, and this is Palmon."
"Sora Takenouchi and Biyomon."
The white thing spoke up again. "I'm Gomamon and the loser on my right is Joe Kido."
"I hope this isn't a rude question but what are those things?" asked Feona.
Tai opened his mouth to answer, but Doyle got there first. "Digimon. And these children are the 'Digidestined' whatever that means."
"Intriguing," said Izzy. "How do you know so much about the Digimon?"
"Vision?" asked Feona.
"Vision," Doyle confirmed. "These children have been brought here to learn to use their powers correctly in order to defeat an alliance of…" His brow furrowed as he searched for the names. "Exar Kun and Myotismon," he finished.
The children gasped. "Myotismon?" repeated Tai.
Izzy however was not to be side tracked. "What do you mean vision?"
Doyle sighed. "I get visions from time to time of events about to happen that both myself and Feona have to stop."
"What is it with you two anyway?" asked Agumon.
Mimi giggled "Maybe they're married."
Doyle and Feona blushed. "No, I'm just a friend of his," explained Feona. "I'm really the one the visions are for we think. Doyle was brought here by some force to work with me."
"I'm like you guys. My home is in another dimension." He looked sad for a moment.
Feona put an arm around him. "I'm sure you'll get back to them one day."
Matt nodded sympathetically. "We know how you feel. We haven't seen our families in almost three months."
"So your visions are connected to you having two faces?" asked Izzy.
Doyle froze. "What do you mean?"
"I think Izzy's lost it," muttered Tentomon. "The interdimentional transport must've fried his brains."
Izzy blushed. "I saw him change while you guys were still asleep."
Feona blinked. " I knew one of you was faking it."
"How?" asked Gomamon. "I saw those beam things hit you before they got me."
Izzy shook his head. "I don't know. I came to as they were loading us onto that hovering platform."
Feona attempted to drag the conversation back to the point. "Who's this Myotismon? Is he another digimon?"
In response Izzy removed his backpack and took out a yellow and white box. Feona watched fascinated as he switched on the laptop and typed. He pulled Feona down to view the screen. On it was a picture and several boxes containing texts she did not recognise. "That's Myotismon."
Doyle moved to look at the screen. "That looks a lot like Japanese. And that text on top looks like English."
"It is."
"What does it say?" asked Feona, peering at the picture.
"The English just says Myotismon. I have no idea what the Japanese says." Doyle looked at Izzy. Izzy shrugged.
"How come?" asked T.K. "You're speaking in Japanese but you can't read it?"
Doyle and Feona exchanged glances. "We're speaking in Basic," she said.
"But that's impossible!" said Joe. "We're hearing you in Japanese."
"Can you understand me now?" asked Feona.
"Of course," replied Sora.
Doyle made a face. "I hate when you speak Correllian. You know I only understand a little."
"But that's impossible," said Izzy. "Both Correllian and Basic can't sound like Japanese."
"Maybe it's not how they're saying it, but how we hear it," suggested Gomamon.
Doyle muttered softly under his breath.
"That was English," said Joe. He responded in kind.
"Funny accent," replied Doyle in Basic, "but still recognisable."
"This is too weird," said Tai to no one in particular.
Doyle scowled. "I think the Powers are playing their tricks again. They'll make allowances for their warriors, but not for us humble messengers."
"I don't understand," said Sora.
"When I first arrived here I had to learn Basic. For about six months I couldn't talk to anyone." Doyle sighed. "And yet they lay on instantaneous translation for you. Life is not fair."
Feona shrugged. "Maybe they don't have time before Myotismon makes his move to learn Basic." She pointed back at the screen. "So what does this say Izzy?"
"Just his attacks. Crimson Lightning, Grizzly Wing and Nightmare Shadow. And that he's an Ultimate digimon." Izzy shut down his laptop.
Mimi yawned. "I'm tired. Can we go to sleep somewhere?"
Feona thought for a moment. "You two girls can take my cabin. The boys however, they'll have to use one of the empty cargo bays."
"Hey no fair," protested Joe.
"Space is limited," said Doyle. "You're just luck that we're on our way back for another run."
Feona couldn't sleep. She had tried, but Mimi kept muttering about shopping and the mall. Sora, Biyomon and Palmon seemed unaffected by this. Silently Feona considered what should happen next. She shrugged. Whatever it was, she was bound to be needed to help; otherwise the children would not have fallen practically into her lap. And it was something that would require a jedi. She sighed and moved into the lounge, fetching the remote and her lightsaber. She lost herself in the rhythm of blocking and absorbing the low powered bolts. Finally the remote powered down and she shut off her lightsaber.
"That was way cool!"
She spun and saw Tai standing behind her, bereft of both gloves and goggles, hair tousled from sleep. "Don't scare me like that."
"Sorry." The boy shrugged. "I heard a funny noise so I came to investigate and found you doing…" he made a vague gesture at the lightsaber hilt in her hand, "what ever it is you were doing."
Feona smiled. "It's a lightsaber. Jedi use it for duelling and deflecting laser blasts."
Tai's eyes sparkled. "Can I try?"
"I guess. But not with a real one." She searched in a cupboard and drew out two padded sticks about the same length as a lit lightsaber. She threw one at Tai, which he caught deftly out of the air. "Let's see how good you are at duelling."
Tai's smile became feral. "When ever you're ready."
Feona started with a gentle lunge that Tai easily beat to one side. Feona swung her stick round in a scything motion. Tai jumped back, then swung at her side. Feona blocked. "You're good. Ever done any fencing?"
Tai swept at her legs. "Never." Feona jumped over the top, using her height to give a blow that, had it been a real lightsaber would have spit Tai in two. Tai's response was even faster however. He rolled out of the way and back onto his feet. Suddenly he dropped the stick. "Whoa."
Feona's brow wrinkled. "What's wrong?"
Tai looked freaked. "What did I just do?"
"Sorry?"
"I've never done anything remotely like fighting. And yet…" He ran a glove free hand through unruly and drooping hair. "I could almost see what you were going to do next."
Feona put a supportive arm around his shoulders. "I know it's scary, but it's okay. It's why you were sent here, I think."
Tai looked up at her. "What?"
"Doyle said that you were sent here to find how to use your power." She picked up the sticks and put them away. "It doesn't seem like a stretch that you are Force sensitive."
"Hmmm." Tai considered this. "We know we were chosen as the Digidestined for some reason. Maybe this Force thing you're talking about is it."
"You should go back to sleep. We'll be arriving on Coruscant tomorrow. We can get some help for you there."
