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Chapter 3: Weights and Worries
Foreword: To let everyone know, considering either T.K./Kari(Takari) or Davis/Kari(Diakari) this will be.Neitherkari. That's right, neither will be coupled even though it may seem in some moments Takari and other Diakari, it will be officially unpaired. Thanks.
Matt stared at the beautiful sights. It seemed too unbelievable to be real. He found his leg, still staring at the trees, fields and moons, and pinched. It hurt, which ruled out the possibility that he was having a dream. There was no possible way that they were on Earth or, though they had seen many strange scenes there, the Digital world. The pine needles were to natural to be painted, the wheat to pure to be fake. And something in the air, a smell like never before, told him this was a different world. Far away he saw a lake. The water was iron gray, but a strange blue mist hung over it. Andrew smiled at the astonished look at all of his guests' faces, including the Digimon.
"Follow me." He called happily. They trooped across the golden wheat fields towards the waters of the lake. Matt felt the long feelers of wheat. They felt like they held a powerful energy in them, and hummed slightly in his hand. Wanting to ask a question, Matt hurried up to Andrew.
"What are these things," he asked, gesturing towards the wheat. "They can't just be highly colored wheat." Tai smiled at Matt. "Sure they can." He chuckled, but Andrew said, "They're not." Tai stopped laughing. Everyone stopped in his or her tracks, including Andrew. "Pick one up, think and concentrate as hard as you can on something, and throw it at the ground." Matt pulled one out of the ground and balled in into his fist. It became warm and buttery in his hands.
Matt cast his mind around for something, and it landed on the spout of water Andrew used on Izzy. Matt concentrated with all his might, and hurled the wheat at the ground. It no longer was wheat, but a golden light, which only was visible for a second. When the light touched the soil it disappeared, and a huge spout of water shot out of the ground, cracking the earth around it.
Everyone cheered. Andrew laughed and looked mildly impressed. "Well, well, well." He chuckled happily. "I know about three hundred and ninety four people who are all now fully qualified mages, and it took them years to do that. That was a solid piece of magic, used to cast spells. You have real talent my friend." Matt tried not to look too pleased with himself. Everyone, especially Jennifer, clapped him and winked. They continued to walk towards the lake.
When they reached it, Matt noticed that he could now see a rock in the middle of the lake through the blue mist. There was some magic wheat on the banks of the lake. Andrew flopped down in the shade of a tree and said, "Well, to business." He gestured to the Digimon and their Digidestined to sit down. They all did. Andrew peered around at them, giving them a piercing look in turn.
"Now." he said mysteriously, "where shall I begin?" He looked thoughtful. Finally he sighed. "I guess the beginning will do."
"Alright, here is how it goes. Everyone in Rhune knows this, so it seems fair that you should know it too. It's rather hard to explain, but it's true that every race, the smallest bacteria, to the greatest dragon, has a test. This test determines whither that that certain race has what it takes to live in the mortal planes. If they do, then no harm done, well maybe a little bit, but anyway they are allowed to live on their plane of existence. If they fail, then they die, the whole lot of them, and are sent to another plane, called the Time Cell. It's a place where they must figure out the task they were given, and must do it again and again, as a sort of torment. Eventually they will be given another place to try again, and again. I believe some examples, for you were the Dinosaurs, and the Dodo's. For us, the Cartis, a sorta water dwelling behemoth, and the Revoria, large flying armored warriors with no legs and seven arms with swords. Now," He looked very severely at the Digidestined, and there was no twinkle in his eyes, no smile. "Now is the time for humans to test their worth."
Mimi gasped, Sora turned pale, and Tai said, "No, our race has existed long enough to be tested. right?"
Andrew smiled grimly, "You would think so, right? There was once a thing, if you know, called the Bubonic Plague that was supposed to be the end of humanity. Since you passed it, then all said and done. However, something unexpected happened. Gaea, the earth goddess, was proud that her people survived, but Torm, the terrible of Chaos, said that it was an unfair test. He wanted another go, and after careful consideration, all gods and goddesses agreed that you, the humans of earth, would be tested again. And you, the Digidestined, will save the people of Earth. If you fail, then your race shall be destroyed, most likely forever."
After this speech, the Digidestined stared blankly at him. Finally, Joe managed to speak up and say, "But why us?"
"I believe that you managed to save your, and the Digital world, once before. Gaea has complete faith in you." At this, everyone spirits were uplifted, that a holy goddess had confidence in them, even though they were not sure if they really believed Andrew.
"So what you're saying," Sammie finally said, "Is that if we fail, our families, friends, and anything we ever knew, will die." Andrew nodded solemnly, and there was pity in his gaze. "Therefore, some of the humans of Rhune have decided to help you in this struggle. I am one of them. Serra and John are the others. If we must die to save you, then so be it!" Everyone swallowed hard, for now, thought they were not sure why, they believed Andrew. Jennifer looked grim, and asked, "What must we do then, to save our people?" Andrew solemnly looked at her and answered, "I do not know, I have no answers right now. None except one. I know where we can find the answers. We must make to a place called 'Moradaria', or 'City of Knowledge'. If you want to save the human kind, then we must leave soon." All of the Digidestined looked as if they were told that they were being sent to the gallows.
"Bu-bu- how?" Asked Joe, stuttering.
"I told you that I have no answers. We must go soon, maybe tomorrow, or the day after. Either way, your time runs thin."
"Why does our time run thin?" Asked TK bravely, though he was trembling all over.
"You remember how there was the Dark Seekers, and the Champion of Torm that followed us. They were following you. Torm wants the human race dead. I don't know why, but he wants your race dead. If you die, then all humans are dead."
"Do you know what our mission is?" Said Lexx.
"No, I already said that, but again we must leave soon. Lets go back to the house and we may discuss this more later." The group got up and began to set back to the house. The whole discussion Matt had been fidgeting with some loose magic growing beside him. When they were told to get up, matt took the bunch of magic he held and threw it into the water. He wasn't really concentrating on anything, but when the magic left his hand the blue mist became a bubble and surrounded the golden magic. Then, suddenly a blue streak shot out of the water. It seemed to be a human, with a tail and blue skin. It was a long, cruel trident made of steel. It was a merfolk, male most likely looking at his strong arms. A pale green row of fins was bridged across his head. He looked at the magic in the magic bubble and said, "Hmmmm, well that is a fair gift, now for you to receive yours you must answer my riddle." Matt stared blankly at the merman. "What?" He asked tensely.
"You must answer his riddle, and he will give you a reward." Said Andrew. "Give him something useful, Pheacix, we're on a journey." The merman suddenly noticed the rest of the party and said, "Andrew, how are you? It has been a long time since I've seen you. Do you still have it?" Andrew nodded and asked, "Can we help him?" Pheacix shook his head and turned to Matt. "Now listen, I will repeat the riddle if you want it, but only three times." The merman then recited:
"Think of the people of clever disguise. They spend their time hiding as spies. When they are caught they can do naught but plead, For they are the incarnate of the sin of greed. Now what is the name of this person who has no dreams, He has no dreams, it seems, it seems."
"Oh come on," cried Andrew, "That one is easy." "Even I know that one." Muttered Matt, then he said, "Thief!" Pheacix scowled and mumbled something in which the words "Next time" were distinguishable. Then he dived beneath the waters. For a moment it seemed as if he would not hold his end of the bargain up, but then he emerged out of the water with a sword-in-a-sheath. He threw it to Matt then dived beneath the waters again. Matt unsheathed the sword and looked at it. It shined pale blue and was cold to the touch. Andrew looked at it with great interest. Then he took it and examined the blade. "Quite remarkable," muttered Andrew, "this is a major magical artifact." Then he lifted it up and brought it swishing down to touch the ground. Where the point touched the ground became frozen. "This is the Cresindendo, or the Frost Bitten Blade. I always wondered where it had gone when John cast it away." Andrew gave it back to Matt and started back to the house. Jennifer beamed at Matt, who thought at least something had gone right today.
Chapter 3: Weights and Worries
Foreword: To let everyone know, considering either T.K./Kari(Takari) or Davis/Kari(Diakari) this will be.Neitherkari. That's right, neither will be coupled even though it may seem in some moments Takari and other Diakari, it will be officially unpaired. Thanks.
Matt stared at the beautiful sights. It seemed too unbelievable to be real. He found his leg, still staring at the trees, fields and moons, and pinched. It hurt, which ruled out the possibility that he was having a dream. There was no possible way that they were on Earth or, though they had seen many strange scenes there, the Digital world. The pine needles were to natural to be painted, the wheat to pure to be fake. And something in the air, a smell like never before, told him this was a different world. Far away he saw a lake. The water was iron gray, but a strange blue mist hung over it. Andrew smiled at the astonished look at all of his guests' faces, including the Digimon.
"Follow me." He called happily. They trooped across the golden wheat fields towards the waters of the lake. Matt felt the long feelers of wheat. They felt like they held a powerful energy in them, and hummed slightly in his hand. Wanting to ask a question, Matt hurried up to Andrew.
"What are these things," he asked, gesturing towards the wheat. "They can't just be highly colored wheat." Tai smiled at Matt. "Sure they can." He chuckled, but Andrew said, "They're not." Tai stopped laughing. Everyone stopped in his or her tracks, including Andrew. "Pick one up, think and concentrate as hard as you can on something, and throw it at the ground." Matt pulled one out of the ground and balled in into his fist. It became warm and buttery in his hands.
Matt cast his mind around for something, and it landed on the spout of water Andrew used on Izzy. Matt concentrated with all his might, and hurled the wheat at the ground. It no longer was wheat, but a golden light, which only was visible for a second. When the light touched the soil it disappeared, and a huge spout of water shot out of the ground, cracking the earth around it.
Everyone cheered. Andrew laughed and looked mildly impressed. "Well, well, well." He chuckled happily. "I know about three hundred and ninety four people who are all now fully qualified mages, and it took them years to do that. That was a solid piece of magic, used to cast spells. You have real talent my friend." Matt tried not to look too pleased with himself. Everyone, especially Jennifer, clapped him and winked. They continued to walk towards the lake.
When they reached it, Matt noticed that he could now see a rock in the middle of the lake through the blue mist. There was some magic wheat on the banks of the lake. Andrew flopped down in the shade of a tree and said, "Well, to business." He gestured to the Digimon and their Digidestined to sit down. They all did. Andrew peered around at them, giving them a piercing look in turn.
"Now." he said mysteriously, "where shall I begin?" He looked thoughtful. Finally he sighed. "I guess the beginning will do."
"Alright, here is how it goes. Everyone in Rhune knows this, so it seems fair that you should know it too. It's rather hard to explain, but it's true that every race, the smallest bacteria, to the greatest dragon, has a test. This test determines whither that that certain race has what it takes to live in the mortal planes. If they do, then no harm done, well maybe a little bit, but anyway they are allowed to live on their plane of existence. If they fail, then they die, the whole lot of them, and are sent to another plane, called the Time Cell. It's a place where they must figure out the task they were given, and must do it again and again, as a sort of torment. Eventually they will be given another place to try again, and again. I believe some examples, for you were the Dinosaurs, and the Dodo's. For us, the Cartis, a sorta water dwelling behemoth, and the Revoria, large flying armored warriors with no legs and seven arms with swords. Now," He looked very severely at the Digidestined, and there was no twinkle in his eyes, no smile. "Now is the time for humans to test their worth."
Mimi gasped, Sora turned pale, and Tai said, "No, our race has existed long enough to be tested. right?"
Andrew smiled grimly, "You would think so, right? There was once a thing, if you know, called the Bubonic Plague that was supposed to be the end of humanity. Since you passed it, then all said and done. However, something unexpected happened. Gaea, the earth goddess, was proud that her people survived, but Torm, the terrible of Chaos, said that it was an unfair test. He wanted another go, and after careful consideration, all gods and goddesses agreed that you, the humans of earth, would be tested again. And you, the Digidestined, will save the people of Earth. If you fail, then your race shall be destroyed, most likely forever."
After this speech, the Digidestined stared blankly at him. Finally, Joe managed to speak up and say, "But why us?"
"I believe that you managed to save your, and the Digital world, once before. Gaea has complete faith in you." At this, everyone spirits were uplifted, that a holy goddess had confidence in them, even though they were not sure if they really believed Andrew.
"So what you're saying," Sammie finally said, "Is that if we fail, our families, friends, and anything we ever knew, will die." Andrew nodded solemnly, and there was pity in his gaze. "Therefore, some of the humans of Rhune have decided to help you in this struggle. I am one of them. Serra and John are the others. If we must die to save you, then so be it!" Everyone swallowed hard, for now, thought they were not sure why, they believed Andrew. Jennifer looked grim, and asked, "What must we do then, to save our people?" Andrew solemnly looked at her and answered, "I do not know, I have no answers right now. None except one. I know where we can find the answers. We must make to a place called 'Moradaria', or 'City of Knowledge'. If you want to save the human kind, then we must leave soon." All of the Digidestined looked as if they were told that they were being sent to the gallows.
"Bu-bu- how?" Asked Joe, stuttering.
"I told you that I have no answers. We must go soon, maybe tomorrow, or the day after. Either way, your time runs thin."
"Why does our time run thin?" Asked TK bravely, though he was trembling all over.
"You remember how there was the Dark Seekers, and the Champion of Torm that followed us. They were following you. Torm wants the human race dead. I don't know why, but he wants your race dead. If you die, then all humans are dead."
"Do you know what our mission is?" Said Lexx.
"No, I already said that, but again we must leave soon. Lets go back to the house and we may discuss this more later." The group got up and began to set back to the house. The whole discussion Matt had been fidgeting with some loose magic growing beside him. When they were told to get up, matt took the bunch of magic he held and threw it into the water. He wasn't really concentrating on anything, but when the magic left his hand the blue mist became a bubble and surrounded the golden magic. Then, suddenly a blue streak shot out of the water. It seemed to be a human, with a tail and blue skin. It was a long, cruel trident made of steel. It was a merfolk, male most likely looking at his strong arms. A pale green row of fins was bridged across his head. He looked at the magic in the magic bubble and said, "Hmmmm, well that is a fair gift, now for you to receive yours you must answer my riddle." Matt stared blankly at the merman. "What?" He asked tensely.
"You must answer his riddle, and he will give you a reward." Said Andrew. "Give him something useful, Pheacix, we're on a journey." The merman suddenly noticed the rest of the party and said, "Andrew, how are you? It has been a long time since I've seen you. Do you still have it?" Andrew nodded and asked, "Can we help him?" Pheacix shook his head and turned to Matt. "Now listen, I will repeat the riddle if you want it, but only three times." The merman then recited:
"Think of the people of clever disguise. They spend their time hiding as spies. When they are caught they can do naught but plead, For they are the incarnate of the sin of greed. Now what is the name of this person who has no dreams, He has no dreams, it seems, it seems."
"Oh come on," cried Andrew, "That one is easy." "Even I know that one." Muttered Matt, then he said, "Thief!" Pheacix scowled and mumbled something in which the words "Next time" were distinguishable. Then he dived beneath the waters. For a moment it seemed as if he would not hold his end of the bargain up, but then he emerged out of the water with a sword-in-a-sheath. He threw it to Matt then dived beneath the waters again. Matt unsheathed the sword and looked at it. It shined pale blue and was cold to the touch. Andrew looked at it with great interest. Then he took it and examined the blade. "Quite remarkable," muttered Andrew, "this is a major magical artifact." Then he lifted it up and brought it swishing down to touch the ground. Where the point touched the ground became frozen. "This is the Cresindendo, or the Frost Bitten Blade. I always wondered where it had gone when John cast it away." Andrew gave it back to Matt and started back to the house. Jennifer beamed at Matt, who thought at least something had gone right today.