PeterN: Thanks for the reviews, and Space Dragon is right, these sections are too small. I'll post in larger chunks now, though maybe not everyday as I get little time for writing this.
Space Dragon – I know the Keeper Of Secrets would have a field day with it, I do not, however, want to turn this into a lemon. As much as I can do will get done though. And here's your next fix….
{Death} – I'm very glad you were "just kidding".
Emma/Ems – What did I do to Mimi that time? Apart from burying her under a collapsed hill… oh. I had guessed that Mimato was your favourite couple, as I said before it's mainly thanks to reading Bliss' Gemini Warriors series shortly before writing part one that turned this is a slight Mimato. I highly recommend that people read all the Digimon stuff by Bliss, I can't comment on the Harry Potter stuff as I haven't read the books.
Theo 'Blitz' Leung – Thanks for the non-witty review ^_^.
Now on with a longer story section…
Immaterium (Part 12)
So this is where it was defeated. The creature thought as it stood by Myotismon's now defunct castle. A single attack destroyed it last time, but it might still serve some use as a distraction. I just have to make sure its revenge is focused on my target. It slowly walked away in a seemingly random direction, deep in thought. What are those things the humans wear? How do they let those creatures get bigger? More importantly, how did they break that human girl out of servitude? And how did they defeat that disgusting follower of Nurgle. He may be stupid and slow, but he can take a lot of punishment before he goes down. I want to know. There has to be a way of finding out. There is a way of finding out anything; one just has to know where to look.
It stopped for a fraction of a second, standing up tall and proud, an air of majesty displayed in its posture. It purposely turned around and headed off in a new direction, its long delicate strides eating the ground up. And I know just where to find out what I want to know….
Izzy looked up at the rising sun, soon it would be time for them to set off on their journey to find the next Daemon. He looked back at the rest of the group; sleeping. Why was he surprised? He was on guard duty, not them. He turned back to his laptop, a map of the Digiworld was shown on it, and one red dot was worrying him. It kept blinking in and out of existence every now and then, as though it was no longer there. And every time it blinked out it re-appeared closer to them.
It blinked out and re-appeared twenty kilometres closer to them. That's it. We're not hunting it anymore. It's hunting us! Izzy thought as he ran towards the group. "Get up." He called out and heard a series of quiet groans, followed by the usual snoring. "Get up now!" He shouted at the top of his voice.
Slowly they all got up, glaring at Izzy for the early wake up call. "Why so early?" Mimi asked groggily from sleep. "I need my beauty sleep."
"You'll be sleeping if you don't get up soon. Permanently! One of those Greater Daemons is hunting us. It's going to arrive in less than ten minutes at its current velocity."
"What? Why didn't you wake us earlier?" Joe shouted as he and everyone else quickly got up and subconsciously scanned the horizon. "Where's it coming from? I don't see it."
"It's too far away Joe. It's coming from…" Izzy paused to check his laptop. "…It's vanished?" He said in disbelief. How does it do that? It breaks every law of physics relating to movement!
"Quite easily my un-knowledgeable friend." A sweet voice said from behind them. Everyone whirled round; Joe and Matt a strange look in their eyes. Izzy glared at it. Un-knowledgeable? I bet I know more than it does.
"Very unlikely little orphan." The voice continued on, a cruel fanged smile appearing on its lips at the sight of the confused faces. "Yes, I can read your thoughts. I know every last secret all of you have. That is also why I know that you are no threat." It idly cleaned its sword on its leg, drawing sweet smelling blood for a fraction of a second before the wound sealed up again, no mark of it ever having been there remaining.
"We'll destroy you like we destroyed the other thing." Tai shouted, angered at the thing's arrogance, but drawn to it like a moth to a flame none the less.
"And what do I have to fear from a boy who is too scared to try and rescue his friend?" It snarled in a frightening sweet voice. Tai's heart sunk into the pit of his stomach under the question. He slowly collapsed to the ground, small trails of tears trickling down his face and splashing the grass below him. "Go on, please tell me?" The boy curled up into a ball, wall after wall of guilt and cowardice smashing into him like nothing had ever done before.
The Daemon smiled as it looked down upon the pitiful boy. It was so much fun to torture living things. Its eyes glazed over as it thought back into the past. Such fun I had back then. If only there could be another war like that. Humanity divided between Chaos and their Emperor. Planet after planet I raided with like-minded humans and daemons. Ah. The fun I had back then. Maybe I can make these ones last a little before I break them. It sighed a little. Why do I always break my toys? I try not to, but the excitement is too much.
It smiled and returned to the present, eyes focused on the curled up human. It read through their minds; Tai. That was his name. Who to pick on next? The more he could turn into blubbering idiots before they snapped to their senses and attacked the more fun it would be. It eyed them all, eyes resting on the familiar girl in pink again; Mimi. She noticed its gaze on her and stepped behind the nearest person. It smiled as she tried to hide behind someone smaller than she was.
It quickly read through her mind, trying to find something to torment her with. It couldn't find anything apart from the horror of not being able to choose her own actions when she had been under its control. A pity those little trinkets have closed that avenue of fun off from me for the moment. She was fun to have as a slave, especially as she knew what she was doing but couldn't help it anyway. It stared at the small trinket on TK's neck. That was the one that did it. If I can destroy that I might be able to have even more fun.
Why aren't we attacking? Izzy thought. Logically we should be trying to kill that thing. But we aren't. He started to open his mouth but was cut off before he uttered a single syllable.
"And you." It said pointed a slender clawed arm at Izzy as it licked its lips. "You're just an orphan. Hated so much by your parents that they abandoned you. How can you threaten me?"
Izzy felt a lump in his throat, his voice refused to come out and his brain refused to think. In a desperate attempt to shut out the emotional pain he stopped thinking, his eyes glazed over in a far off look. The look he usually adopted when deep in thought. Mimi brushed by him trying to avoid the thing's stare again.
Izzy fell, unmoving to the ground. Not making the slightest sound when he landed. Mimi jumped back, barely repressing a scream of surprise and fright. The sweet laugh filled the air again, taking the edge off of the shock. Mimi stared at the two on the floor then back at the lovely smile on the thing's face.
It's taking us out one by one. She thought as realisation dawned on her. "Come on, we have to fight it!" Slowly slightly gazed looks fell from their eyes and were rapidly replaced with looks of anger and defiance. The Greater Daemon stopped laughing or smiling, now staring at Mimi with surprise. You have a strong soul, my slave. It thought before it assumed a fighting stance.
"Gabumon digivolve to… Garurumon!"
"Biyomon digivolve to… Birdramon!"
"Gomamon digivolve to… Ikkakumon!"
"Palmon digivolve to… Togemon!"
"Patomon digivolve to… Angemon!"
They looked back for a moment at Agumon and Motimon, looks of helplessness on their faces. It was all the time the Greater Daemon needed. It shot forward and grabbed Mimi in one of its powerful claws. "We just can't stay away from each other." It whispered in Mimi's ear sending a shiver down her spine. She screamed in terror and struggled hopelessly against the enormous strength of the Greater Daemon.
It looked at the seven creatures, and four humans that were standing in front of it. Every one of them was ready to attack it without a moment's notice. How easy it is to anger these ones. They shall be so much fun to play with. It thought as it altered its grip on Mimi, using her as a shield. "I would suggest you don't attack." Its sweet voice rang out above Mimi's terrified screams. "It would be such a pity if you killed such a beautiful toy as this."
It watched with pleasure as all of them slightly relaxed their guard. They won't attack. They wouldn't dare harm their friend. It shuddered slightly as it thought the word; friends were just a nuisance if the friendship was real. It stroked Mimi's hair with one of its slender clawed hands. Felt the knot of fear that built up in her stomach. Saw the looks of revulsion in most of their eyes.
It looked beyond the physical, into the immaterial. It saw her soulflame burning brightly, a quick psychic jab, invisible to all nearby, sent her into a relaxed state, her eyes still open, and her ears still hearing, but just enough damage to stop her responding. It watched as her head lolled and her limbs fell limp, smiled at the looks of fear in its opponents' faces.
"She's alive." It said simply. "As long as you don't attack." It walked slowly backwards before raising its sword high into the air, a bolt of pale beige lightning struck it; Daemon, Mimi, and Togemon disappearing from sight in a silent explosion of light.
The Greater Daemon looked around at its surroundings as it materialised with Mimi in its arms. Brightly coloured blocks of a soft looking material were piled up high here and there in the place, and surrounding it were hundreds of small cradles and eggs. It read some more thoughts from the comatose Mimi. Primary Village. It thought and pondered what to do here. Hundreds of little lives born here and nowhere else. If I can turn this place into a temple to Slaanesh this planet would become a slave to Slaanesh in a single generation.
Slowly it realised there was a third being with them. The giant cactus-like creature had for some reason been brought along for the ride. It snarled at it and threw Mimi to the floor behind it, all thoughts focused on the fight and how it had gotten there. It ploughed its sword through the already stunned cactus and watched as it reverted back unconscious to its smaller form. It lifted the small thing up on the end of its sword, surprised that it had fallen so easily.
It flipped the thing from its sword, hearing a sickening crunch as it landed. The Daemon laughed softly, its gentle but sadistic tones calming down the hundreds of small creatures in the cradles around it. It turned round to face the sprawled form of Mimi. Time to find out exactly what secrets you hold. It thought as it concentrated on her memories.
It read them as humans read a book or watch television. Each individual memory playing itself out at the will of the Daemon. It loved doing this; there were few things as much fun for it. It loved the way the human re-lived every memory it viewed as though it was the first time it went through it. Sanity stretched to the brink as memories were viewed out of chronological order, the human mind not being able to cope with the stress.
It went through every memory, often repeating the most amusing ones it found. Undoubtedly the ones that disturbed Mimi the most. Decades of memories played by to her, each passing moment throwing another weight on the precarious bridge between sanity and insanity.
It watched Mimi twitch every time the memories played, savoured the way her limbs would spasm during the more horrible ones. A cruel smile spread across its face as it played the most disturbing memories over and over. Each time the reaction it forced upon Mimi worsened.
Finally it stopped, having both found out all it wanted to know and having had enough fun that it was becoming repetitive. It reached out and pulled her crest and tag off of her, slowly it slid it round its own neck. Let's see how well your digimon friend can fight without the power this thing provides her with. It let go of the small device and felt power flood into itself. This truly is a remarkable thing. Nothing will be able to stop me now.
It glared around at its surroundings, not noticing that it had grown at least two feet taller when it had put the crest on. It slashed at the building blocks sending them tumbling to the ground, disappearing under a flurry of slashes from its claws and its sword. Hundred of tiny digimon bawled as the bright things they liked got destroyed.
"Quiet you miserable things!" It shouted as it slashed out at them, cutting down dozens into a black cloud of data in a momentary fit of rage spurred on by the extra power from the crest.
"What are you doing?" A furious red digimon smashed into the Greater Daemon, knocking it over with the force of his charge. The Greater Daemon looked up at the small digimon. Anger clouding its vision for a moment, wildly slashing with all of its arms and its sword it crashed towards the digimon, missing completely and disintegrating another pile of blocks instead.
"Super Thunder Strike!" The attack crashed into the Greater Daemon's back, doing no damage at all. It turned on the miniscule red thing and picked it up in its claws.
"Your time is at an end… Elecmon." It smashed the small digimon into egg after egg, mangled remains of half formed digimon stuck to his face as he stared in horror. Finally the Greater Daemon bored of the game and decapitated it in a swift cut, steaming blood seeped out to mar the ground for a few moments before the dead digimon was deleted in a cloud of black data.
PeterN: Well, I've done it again. Mimi has yet again been captured by the Greater Daemon of Slaanesh. Ack… this is heading towards a hentai scene if I write the Greater Daemon in character properly. Sorry Emma/Ems, I know how much you like Mimi, but the Greater Daemon appears to like her even more…. Ok, I'm shutting up before this does turn hentai. Please leave a review.