Digital Demons III - Prologue
by Nopporn Wongrassamee
Summary - A Digimon Tamers/Jackie Chan Adventures/
Gatekeepers Crossover. The Chans say goodbye to the Tamers.
Uh huh, riiiiight.
Disclaimer - None of these characters are mine, nor am I
making a profit here.
Previously, on Digital Demons...
***
"You don't belong here!" the human exclaimed, shaking as he
pulled a pair of sunglasses from his toolbox. "This is our
world! Ours!"
"Uh, if you say so..." Calumon began. He was interupted when
the human put on the sunglasses and...changed. Suddenly,
Calumon was confronted not with a human but a humanoid. He
was grey skinned wearing a red suit and a funny red hat. And
he still wore the sunglasses.
***
"We are not going to do anything," Yamaki replied coldly.
"I am going to salvage what I can. You...?" Yamaki held up
his lighter to the other's eye level and flicked it open
one last time.
Before the other could react, a fireball sprang from the
lighter and consumed the other. In an instant, he was
consumed and reduced to a tiny red crystal. In seconds, the
crystal itself disintegrated.
***
"What is it, Mr. Yamaki?" Rika's mother asked.
"I've made arrangements for you and your family to return to
Japan, Mrs. Nonaka," Yamaki told them.
***
"It was Invaders," a security guard gasped as Ruriko healed him.
"Just a squad of them. The black ones held us off while the red
one was in the Vault."
"What did they take?" Black asked.
"They took Talismans," Uncle proclaimed as he and a dejected
Jade exited the Vault. "All Talismans are gone. No other artifacts
were even touched."
***
And now, Digital Demons continues...
***
"I can't believe they canceled the photo shoot," Rika's mother
complained.
"Yeah, Mom," Rika agreed. "Just because giant monsters have
been running around, and the place the studio was going to take
pictures kinda looks like the Moon now..."
"I didn't mean it that way, Rika," her mother sighed. "I was
looking forward to spending time with you and Mother after the
shoot. Only now we're heading back to Japan."
They were in a private lounge at San Francisco International. The
lounge and associated hangars had been rented and operated by
Section 13 long before the U.S. government had loaned the
spooks to the newly refomed AEGIS. The lounge itself was in one
of those outbuildings seperated from the main terminal for
private flights.
Waiting in the lounge as their plane was prepped were the
Gatekeepers, Tamers, and the Digimon. Rika's mother was also
coming because she didn't want to be parted from her family.
Captain Black and the Chans had come along to say goodbye.
"Hey, if you're ever in Japan, come and visit us sometime," Henry
offered to Jade. "My sensei's been teaching me some aikido.
Maybe we could spar sometime."
"Spar?" Jade questioned.
"Yeah, y'know, practice," Henry clarified. "I hear you're pretty
good."
Jade just stared at Henry, eyebrows rising in amusement.
"What?" Henry asked defensively.
"Henry," Terriermon piped up from his accustomed spot on his
partner's head. "Are you asking Jade out on a date?"
"What? No, no. Not a date," Henry said quickly. "Just...y'know,
practice."
"Sure," Jade answered finally. Then she added teasingly, "It's a
date."
"Date? What's this about a date?" Jackie inquired, returning from
a quick trip to the vending machine. "Jade, you're too young to
date!"
"Jackie," Jade began to whine, obviously annoyed at clueless
adults.
Watching the byplay, an amused Ruriko turned to Captain Black.
"I remember when my daughter was that age," she reminisced.
"I had no idea the headaches I was in for."
"Really?" Black asked.
"Yes, I was a good little girl to my parents," Ruriko recalled. "Well,
except for the part where I risked my life defending the world
against Invaders, but my parents didn't know about that part
until after the fact. Do you have kids, Captain?"
"Not any of my own, no," Black told her. "But Jade's become a
kind of daughter to Section 13. We like her. She lightens the
place up. And she keeps us on our toes. She'd also make a great
agent when she grows up...assuming she doesn't get herself
killed first."
"Hmm," Ruriko agreed. "Speaking of agents, where's Yamaki? I
thought he'd be coming with us."
"Apparently, he's meeting with some higher ups," Black replied.
***
"You're late."
"I just spent the morning briefing a particularly dense lot of
human government officials on yesterday's battle," Yamaki the
Spy groused back to the Accountant as he took his seat. "Don't
you start."
Around the circular table sat nine seeming humans. The table
itself was bathed in a white light of no discernable source,
illuminating the Invader's eye and thunderbolt logo painted on
the tabletop. The beings in human guise were themselves
cloaked in shadows. Although they all knew each other, there
was always the possibility of someone spying on this place.
Beyond them was infinite darkness.
"I just think that among ourselves," the Accountant replied, "we
should at least be..."
"Now that we're all here," the Attache interupted before that old
agrument could start up again, "I believe we had business to
discuss?"
"The Digimon," the Orderly piped up.
"Yes, the Digimon," the Soldier mused. He turned to the Spy. "I
believe you have news on them?"
"Good news," the Spy replied smugly. He placed a briefcase on
the table and opened it, showing the contents to the others.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present you the Talismans, our
salvation against the Digimon."
The eight others examined the Talismans briefly.
"Those...antiques?" the Technician said scornfully.
"First it was Juggernaught," the Accountant added. "Then it was
this new AEGIS of yours. Now you want us to try these whatever-
they-ares?"
"I have personally witnessed the effectiveness of these so-called
'antiques'," the Spy countered. "And that was for an ordinary
human barely out of childhood. I have it on good authority that
the Talismans will work for anyone or anything. After all, they
used to be the property of one of the Masters we're up against."
"Hmm, if they're good enough for one of the Masters, maybe they
will be more than good enough for us," the Zealot mused aloud.
"Maybe they are and maybe they're not," the Soldier hedged. "In
any case, other measures may be required. Take this 'Catalyst' for
example. The Enemy desires them. A good rule of war is to
deprive one's enemy of what he wants. The simplest way to do
that is destroy the Catalyst."
"On the other hand, the Catalyst's very existance acts as a lure to
draw the Enemy out," the Spy argued. "The team I've managed to
assemble so far has managed to account for three Masters so
far."
"Really?" the Soldier asked, intrigued. "Too bad you weren't here
five minutes earlier to argue that. Now, it's too late to call off the
air strike."
"Oh no," the Spy groaned. "Tell me you didn't..."
***
"Ma'am is your purse beeping?" Black asked Ruriko.
Before Ruriko could reply, Calumon, Guilmon, and one of Jeri's
Gatepuppets barged between Captain Black and Ruriko in what
appeared to be a lounge-wide game of Tag.
"Hey, careful!" Black called to them as Ruriko rummaged through
her purse. "You might break something!"
As Ruriko pulled a beeping pen with a light blinking in time with
it, all of the lounge's windows imploded into the lounge. The
shockwave causing this knocked everyone off their feet.
"It's not my fault!" someone shouted as their hearing came back.
Everybody seemed more or less intact.
"That came from outside!" Black shouted. "Wait!" he called as
everyone immediately headed out through the shattered
windows. Cursing under his breath, he chased after them.
Leading the charge, Ruriko grabbed a frantic airline mechanic as
he was running past. "What's going on?" she demanded.
"We just got hit by a freaking F-14!" he babbled back, pointing
up in the air.
Letting the man go, Ruriko spotted the fighter in question. It was
a dead black against the blue sky. It was also coming around for
another attack run.
"Everybody, scatter!" Ruriko ordered. The fighter strafed at them
with familiar violet energy pulses as they scattered. Except for
blowing craters in the ground, it failed to seriously injure anyone.
It roared past overhead almost close enough to touch.
"Our turn," Ruriko muttered to herself. Then she raised her voice
so everyone could hear. "Everyone who can, listen up!" She
pointed at the rising fighter with her still beeping pen. "That's an
Invader! Shoot it down!"
As the Invader fighter started another run at them, Guilmon,
Renamon, and Jeri opened up on it. The plane dodged Guilmon's
fireball easily, shot Jeri's Gatepuppet out of the air, and bounced
most of Renamon's digital diamonds harmlessly off it's skin. But
most was not all.
One of the yellow Digimon's shots must have been sucked into an
air intake. When the left engine banged loudly enough to be
heard groundside and started trailing smoke, the Invader fighter
immediately broke off it's attack run and banked away.
"All right!" Rika cheered. "Renamon, your Ultimate level can fly,
so..."
Before the girl could complete the sentence, the Invader fighter
kicked in the afterburner on its remaining engine and zoomed
away from them. In mere seconds, it was gone from sight.
"Oh, now that's just not fair!" Rika scowled, frustrated.
"What was that all about?" Jackie asked, puzzled.
"Well, Mr. Chan, that was either a botched attempt to kill us all,"
Ruriko answered, "or a good attempt to prevent us from going
back to Japan." She pointed to the burning wreckage of their
plane. "C'mon, everyone, let's see if we can find any survivors."
by Nopporn Wongrassamee
Summary - A Digimon Tamers/Jackie Chan Adventures/
Gatekeepers Crossover. The Chans say goodbye to the Tamers.
Uh huh, riiiiight.
Disclaimer - None of these characters are mine, nor am I
making a profit here.
Previously, on Digital Demons...
***
"You don't belong here!" the human exclaimed, shaking as he
pulled a pair of sunglasses from his toolbox. "This is our
world! Ours!"
"Uh, if you say so..." Calumon began. He was interupted when
the human put on the sunglasses and...changed. Suddenly,
Calumon was confronted not with a human but a humanoid. He
was grey skinned wearing a red suit and a funny red hat. And
he still wore the sunglasses.
***
"We are not going to do anything," Yamaki replied coldly.
"I am going to salvage what I can. You...?" Yamaki held up
his lighter to the other's eye level and flicked it open
one last time.
Before the other could react, a fireball sprang from the
lighter and consumed the other. In an instant, he was
consumed and reduced to a tiny red crystal. In seconds, the
crystal itself disintegrated.
***
"What is it, Mr. Yamaki?" Rika's mother asked.
"I've made arrangements for you and your family to return to
Japan, Mrs. Nonaka," Yamaki told them.
***
"It was Invaders," a security guard gasped as Ruriko healed him.
"Just a squad of them. The black ones held us off while the red
one was in the Vault."
"What did they take?" Black asked.
"They took Talismans," Uncle proclaimed as he and a dejected
Jade exited the Vault. "All Talismans are gone. No other artifacts
were even touched."
***
And now, Digital Demons continues...
***
"I can't believe they canceled the photo shoot," Rika's mother
complained.
"Yeah, Mom," Rika agreed. "Just because giant monsters have
been running around, and the place the studio was going to take
pictures kinda looks like the Moon now..."
"I didn't mean it that way, Rika," her mother sighed. "I was
looking forward to spending time with you and Mother after the
shoot. Only now we're heading back to Japan."
They were in a private lounge at San Francisco International. The
lounge and associated hangars had been rented and operated by
Section 13 long before the U.S. government had loaned the
spooks to the newly refomed AEGIS. The lounge itself was in one
of those outbuildings seperated from the main terminal for
private flights.
Waiting in the lounge as their plane was prepped were the
Gatekeepers, Tamers, and the Digimon. Rika's mother was also
coming because she didn't want to be parted from her family.
Captain Black and the Chans had come along to say goodbye.
"Hey, if you're ever in Japan, come and visit us sometime," Henry
offered to Jade. "My sensei's been teaching me some aikido.
Maybe we could spar sometime."
"Spar?" Jade questioned.
"Yeah, y'know, practice," Henry clarified. "I hear you're pretty
good."
Jade just stared at Henry, eyebrows rising in amusement.
"What?" Henry asked defensively.
"Henry," Terriermon piped up from his accustomed spot on his
partner's head. "Are you asking Jade out on a date?"
"What? No, no. Not a date," Henry said quickly. "Just...y'know,
practice."
"Sure," Jade answered finally. Then she added teasingly, "It's a
date."
"Date? What's this about a date?" Jackie inquired, returning from
a quick trip to the vending machine. "Jade, you're too young to
date!"
"Jackie," Jade began to whine, obviously annoyed at clueless
adults.
Watching the byplay, an amused Ruriko turned to Captain Black.
"I remember when my daughter was that age," she reminisced.
"I had no idea the headaches I was in for."
"Really?" Black asked.
"Yes, I was a good little girl to my parents," Ruriko recalled. "Well,
except for the part where I risked my life defending the world
against Invaders, but my parents didn't know about that part
until after the fact. Do you have kids, Captain?"
"Not any of my own, no," Black told her. "But Jade's become a
kind of daughter to Section 13. We like her. She lightens the
place up. And she keeps us on our toes. She'd also make a great
agent when she grows up...assuming she doesn't get herself
killed first."
"Hmm," Ruriko agreed. "Speaking of agents, where's Yamaki? I
thought he'd be coming with us."
"Apparently, he's meeting with some higher ups," Black replied.
***
"You're late."
"I just spent the morning briefing a particularly dense lot of
human government officials on yesterday's battle," Yamaki the
Spy groused back to the Accountant as he took his seat. "Don't
you start."
Around the circular table sat nine seeming humans. The table
itself was bathed in a white light of no discernable source,
illuminating the Invader's eye and thunderbolt logo painted on
the tabletop. The beings in human guise were themselves
cloaked in shadows. Although they all knew each other, there
was always the possibility of someone spying on this place.
Beyond them was infinite darkness.
"I just think that among ourselves," the Accountant replied, "we
should at least be..."
"Now that we're all here," the Attache interupted before that old
agrument could start up again, "I believe we had business to
discuss?"
"The Digimon," the Orderly piped up.
"Yes, the Digimon," the Soldier mused. He turned to the Spy. "I
believe you have news on them?"
"Good news," the Spy replied smugly. He placed a briefcase on
the table and opened it, showing the contents to the others.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present you the Talismans, our
salvation against the Digimon."
The eight others examined the Talismans briefly.
"Those...antiques?" the Technician said scornfully.
"First it was Juggernaught," the Accountant added. "Then it was
this new AEGIS of yours. Now you want us to try these whatever-
they-ares?"
"I have personally witnessed the effectiveness of these so-called
'antiques'," the Spy countered. "And that was for an ordinary
human barely out of childhood. I have it on good authority that
the Talismans will work for anyone or anything. After all, they
used to be the property of one of the Masters we're up against."
"Hmm, if they're good enough for one of the Masters, maybe they
will be more than good enough for us," the Zealot mused aloud.
"Maybe they are and maybe they're not," the Soldier hedged. "In
any case, other measures may be required. Take this 'Catalyst' for
example. The Enemy desires them. A good rule of war is to
deprive one's enemy of what he wants. The simplest way to do
that is destroy the Catalyst."
"On the other hand, the Catalyst's very existance acts as a lure to
draw the Enemy out," the Spy argued. "The team I've managed to
assemble so far has managed to account for three Masters so
far."
"Really?" the Soldier asked, intrigued. "Too bad you weren't here
five minutes earlier to argue that. Now, it's too late to call off the
air strike."
"Oh no," the Spy groaned. "Tell me you didn't..."
***
"Ma'am is your purse beeping?" Black asked Ruriko.
Before Ruriko could reply, Calumon, Guilmon, and one of Jeri's
Gatepuppets barged between Captain Black and Ruriko in what
appeared to be a lounge-wide game of Tag.
"Hey, careful!" Black called to them as Ruriko rummaged through
her purse. "You might break something!"
As Ruriko pulled a beeping pen with a light blinking in time with
it, all of the lounge's windows imploded into the lounge. The
shockwave causing this knocked everyone off their feet.
"It's not my fault!" someone shouted as their hearing came back.
Everybody seemed more or less intact.
"That came from outside!" Black shouted. "Wait!" he called as
everyone immediately headed out through the shattered
windows. Cursing under his breath, he chased after them.
Leading the charge, Ruriko grabbed a frantic airline mechanic as
he was running past. "What's going on?" she demanded.
"We just got hit by a freaking F-14!" he babbled back, pointing
up in the air.
Letting the man go, Ruriko spotted the fighter in question. It was
a dead black against the blue sky. It was also coming around for
another attack run.
"Everybody, scatter!" Ruriko ordered. The fighter strafed at them
with familiar violet energy pulses as they scattered. Except for
blowing craters in the ground, it failed to seriously injure anyone.
It roared past overhead almost close enough to touch.
"Our turn," Ruriko muttered to herself. Then she raised her voice
so everyone could hear. "Everyone who can, listen up!" She
pointed at the rising fighter with her still beeping pen. "That's an
Invader! Shoot it down!"
As the Invader fighter started another run at them, Guilmon,
Renamon, and Jeri opened up on it. The plane dodged Guilmon's
fireball easily, shot Jeri's Gatepuppet out of the air, and bounced
most of Renamon's digital diamonds harmlessly off it's skin. But
most was not all.
One of the yellow Digimon's shots must have been sucked into an
air intake. When the left engine banged loudly enough to be
heard groundside and started trailing smoke, the Invader fighter
immediately broke off it's attack run and banked away.
"All right!" Rika cheered. "Renamon, your Ultimate level can fly,
so..."
Before the girl could complete the sentence, the Invader fighter
kicked in the afterburner on its remaining engine and zoomed
away from them. In mere seconds, it was gone from sight.
"Oh, now that's just not fair!" Rika scowled, frustrated.
"What was that all about?" Jackie asked, puzzled.
"Well, Mr. Chan, that was either a botched attempt to kill us all,"
Ruriko answered, "or a good attempt to prevent us from going
back to Japan." She pointed to the burning wreckage of their
plane. "C'mon, everyone, let's see if we can find any survivors."