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Elementa Munda
By ~*Lady Espelle*~
Chapter III
It was the annual meeting of the Z-gang that was held every once in a while. The first unusual thing was that this time nearly everybody came. Even Tien, Chaozu and Piccolo didn't fail to be present this time. And the second unusual thing was that, well, just as they had finished dinner, the bright sunlight dimmed and a cold breeze ran through the garden they were all sitting in. Suddenly the former bright, warm afternoon changed into a with mists filled, cold dusk. "What's that? Why is it already getting dark? It's just afternoon." a quite irritated Kruillin asked his friends. Piccolo felt the magic that built around them and made a hastily noise to shut the hell up. As he listened carefully, as all the others did, too, following his example, the chant in a language as old as existence itself, was forebodingly carried to their ears by the slight, cool breeze that danced around each of them, mingling with their quite, steady breaths. Suddenly, Piccolo felt that a great amount of magical power concentrated itself perhaps fifty feet away from them. As he looked in the direction, he saw that the mists were unusual thick over there and that it seemed a little bit darker just at that special spot. As the side darkened more and more, he could recognize dark shadows that had the shape of humans. What was this about? His curiosity got the better of him and he walked towards the strange phenomenon.
Soon, the group of people had fully materialized in the garden, Piccolo standing a little way by the side of them, mustering them suspiciously. He noticed the others had gathered behind him. Their looks differed from fright to curiosity and, in Goku's case, pure incomprehension (the favourite I'm-lost-look!). Two women, one visibly older then the other, wearing strange fukus, positioned themselves in front of the group. Each was holding a staff that was towering some above their heads. The younger and shorter one held a glaive, and by the way she did it, Piccolo could guess she had come to know this thing. Hence, he was sure she could do serious damage with it. The looks of the people behind them showed that they were nearly as clueless as the Z-gang was, about what was going on, so nobody actually considered them as an enemy, though what were these creatures that were standing beside each of them? "Who are you guys interrupting our happy meeting?" Bulma burst out, followed by a fuming ChiChi: "And what have you done to the weather? It was such a nice day!!!" Of course, who else could bring up the mind and the courage to ask as meaningless things as this when there stood a large group of possibly dangerous strangers? On the opposite of the people in the background, the digimon-groups, who looked strangely at the two women, the two women in front of the group looked absolutely unimpressed by the little outburst and just stared at the group, remembering what they had learned about them while watching them at the gates of time.
Finally Yamcha asked the question everybody wanted an answer to: "Who are you guys and are you friend or foe?"-"That depends on what you want us to be." Saturn answered mysteriously. Vegeta, finally finding his sarcasm again, asked the group of adolescents, which he had noticed to be just slightly less clueless then he himself: "Do these onnas always speak like it's the last day, or what?"-"Yeah, I think so! We didn't get a clear answer since we met them." replied Davis thoughtfully. "Hey, who are you guys anyways?" Goten popped up from behind his father's legs. "We are the legendary tamers, and this are our digimon!" Kenta motioned proudly to the right half of the group, while Mimi walked up in front of her group, also motioning to them, stating: "And we are the digi-destined, also with our partners!"-"What is a Diphy-moon?" asking this question, Goku showed his best I'm-lost-face. Just as each one of the digi-groups (including the digimon) was about to speak up all at the same time, Saturn decided to prevent the chaos before it could even break out: "Digimon are creatures, which essence is data. The digi-destined and the tamers help them in their fights and should be their trainers and mentors, but in most of these cases it's seemingly the other way around." her last command earned her some dark glances from the tamers and the destined, but she continued, not caring about their opinion in this case: "They are the protectors of their respective worlds and the appropriate digi-world." As she finished she looked questioningly at her dear sister, since she was the one who had watched them the whole time. Pluto knew everything better about these people then Saturn, because the younger one had to guard the gates of death and couldn't always be at her beloved sister. When Pluto nodded reassuringly a tiny, proud smile spread across the young senshi's face. Izzy was the first to find his voice again, after he had stared at the girl with awe in his eyes, wondering where she knew all that from. "How do you know all this?"-"We know more then you would wish us to." Pluto answered, musing her sister might loose attention and answer something that would just have more questions as consequences. "So, what is it you want from us?" asked Tien, getting back to the point at hand. "If you wouldn't mind, we would like to explain everything to you, where the story has its base." Pluto a.k.a. Setsuna asked all of them. "Well, why not? We've travelled enough in. in what the hell did we travel?" asked Rika, confused about what was going on and angry about why she didn't know it already. "Anyways, but we did enough of whatever we did, so that one more time wouldn't hurt." She continued annoyed, after noticing that nobody even attempted answering her question. Seeing as how these teens were not afraid of whatever had been suggested a moment before, nobody of the Z-gang argued, as the two women took places at each side of all of them, starting their mysterious chant over again, but this time it differed from the ones before, since it was not a chant to bring them to unknown territory, where they would find help, but it was the one who brought them to the only place they could ever call home: The huge castle in between all dimensions, where the three of them had lived the most time before they sealed away their powers. But as they chanted the words over and over again, the both of them had the same thought in their minds: 'No, it's not our home, not until our sister isn't there yet.' With this they once again disappeared into the stream and flow that lead the ways between the different dimensions, this time heading for the holy place of the three guardians. Their home.
All right, this was kinda short, but that was the point where this chapter had to end. If you want more of this, please review, or I'll go on with my other fics. Anyways, I hope you liked it and I hope that you'll review ASAP!
Cya,
Lady Espelle
Elementa Munda
By ~*Lady Espelle*~
Chapter III
It was the annual meeting of the Z-gang that was held every once in a while. The first unusual thing was that this time nearly everybody came. Even Tien, Chaozu and Piccolo didn't fail to be present this time. And the second unusual thing was that, well, just as they had finished dinner, the bright sunlight dimmed and a cold breeze ran through the garden they were all sitting in. Suddenly the former bright, warm afternoon changed into a with mists filled, cold dusk. "What's that? Why is it already getting dark? It's just afternoon." a quite irritated Kruillin asked his friends. Piccolo felt the magic that built around them and made a hastily noise to shut the hell up. As he listened carefully, as all the others did, too, following his example, the chant in a language as old as existence itself, was forebodingly carried to their ears by the slight, cool breeze that danced around each of them, mingling with their quite, steady breaths. Suddenly, Piccolo felt that a great amount of magical power concentrated itself perhaps fifty feet away from them. As he looked in the direction, he saw that the mists were unusual thick over there and that it seemed a little bit darker just at that special spot. As the side darkened more and more, he could recognize dark shadows that had the shape of humans. What was this about? His curiosity got the better of him and he walked towards the strange phenomenon.
Soon, the group of people had fully materialized in the garden, Piccolo standing a little way by the side of them, mustering them suspiciously. He noticed the others had gathered behind him. Their looks differed from fright to curiosity and, in Goku's case, pure incomprehension (the favourite I'm-lost-look!). Two women, one visibly older then the other, wearing strange fukus, positioned themselves in front of the group. Each was holding a staff that was towering some above their heads. The younger and shorter one held a glaive, and by the way she did it, Piccolo could guess she had come to know this thing. Hence, he was sure she could do serious damage with it. The looks of the people behind them showed that they were nearly as clueless as the Z-gang was, about what was going on, so nobody actually considered them as an enemy, though what were these creatures that were standing beside each of them? "Who are you guys interrupting our happy meeting?" Bulma burst out, followed by a fuming ChiChi: "And what have you done to the weather? It was such a nice day!!!" Of course, who else could bring up the mind and the courage to ask as meaningless things as this when there stood a large group of possibly dangerous strangers? On the opposite of the people in the background, the digimon-groups, who looked strangely at the two women, the two women in front of the group looked absolutely unimpressed by the little outburst and just stared at the group, remembering what they had learned about them while watching them at the gates of time.
Finally Yamcha asked the question everybody wanted an answer to: "Who are you guys and are you friend or foe?"-"That depends on what you want us to be." Saturn answered mysteriously. Vegeta, finally finding his sarcasm again, asked the group of adolescents, which he had noticed to be just slightly less clueless then he himself: "Do these onnas always speak like it's the last day, or what?"-"Yeah, I think so! We didn't get a clear answer since we met them." replied Davis thoughtfully. "Hey, who are you guys anyways?" Goten popped up from behind his father's legs. "We are the legendary tamers, and this are our digimon!" Kenta motioned proudly to the right half of the group, while Mimi walked up in front of her group, also motioning to them, stating: "And we are the digi-destined, also with our partners!"-"What is a Diphy-moon?" asking this question, Goku showed his best I'm-lost-face. Just as each one of the digi-groups (including the digimon) was about to speak up all at the same time, Saturn decided to prevent the chaos before it could even break out: "Digimon are creatures, which essence is data. The digi-destined and the tamers help them in their fights and should be their trainers and mentors, but in most of these cases it's seemingly the other way around." her last command earned her some dark glances from the tamers and the destined, but she continued, not caring about their opinion in this case: "They are the protectors of their respective worlds and the appropriate digi-world." As she finished she looked questioningly at her dear sister, since she was the one who had watched them the whole time. Pluto knew everything better about these people then Saturn, because the younger one had to guard the gates of death and couldn't always be at her beloved sister. When Pluto nodded reassuringly a tiny, proud smile spread across the young senshi's face. Izzy was the first to find his voice again, after he had stared at the girl with awe in his eyes, wondering where she knew all that from. "How do you know all this?"-"We know more then you would wish us to." Pluto answered, musing her sister might loose attention and answer something that would just have more questions as consequences. "So, what is it you want from us?" asked Tien, getting back to the point at hand. "If you wouldn't mind, we would like to explain everything to you, where the story has its base." Pluto a.k.a. Setsuna asked all of them. "Well, why not? We've travelled enough in. in what the hell did we travel?" asked Rika, confused about what was going on and angry about why she didn't know it already. "Anyways, but we did enough of whatever we did, so that one more time wouldn't hurt." She continued annoyed, after noticing that nobody even attempted answering her question. Seeing as how these teens were not afraid of whatever had been suggested a moment before, nobody of the Z-gang argued, as the two women took places at each side of all of them, starting their mysterious chant over again, but this time it differed from the ones before, since it was not a chant to bring them to unknown territory, where they would find help, but it was the one who brought them to the only place they could ever call home: The huge castle in between all dimensions, where the three of them had lived the most time before they sealed away their powers. But as they chanted the words over and over again, the both of them had the same thought in their minds: 'No, it's not our home, not until our sister isn't there yet.' With this they once again disappeared into the stream and flow that lead the ways between the different dimensions, this time heading for the holy place of the three guardians. Their home.
All right, this was kinda short, but that was the point where this chapter had to end. If you want more of this, please review, or I'll go on with my other fics. Anyways, I hope you liked it and I hope that you'll review ASAP!
Cya,
Lady Espelle