Mew: Stop lying, reviewers! I know y'all hate this.
Quiet, you. *knocks Mew on the head*
ANYwayz, meesa read all of the reviews. I'm taking any and all
advice! That's how much help I need. ^^"
Lawyer: *aHEM*
*irritated sigh* I own Digimon and the movie it's based on! It's all MINE! MINEMINEMINE!!!! By the way, today isn't Opposite Day! I will not thank you for reading this fic! Hello!
Mew: O.o She's finally snapped.
A MAZE OF DIGIMON
by Ryuko DragonHalf
"Itaii! Do try to be careful!" the bird Digimon begged. He squeezed his eyes shut, beating back the pain.
"Gomen nasai," Wormmon apologized. "But I have to set your wing in order to apply the cast. Now hold still." He resumed gently adjusting the broken bones in Hawkmon's wing, bandages at the ready. Both were in a small hospital room, built in case of a dire emergency. As ordered, Wormmon was tending to the bird's wounds.
"You don't have any anesthetic, do you?" asked Hawkmon. "That would really come in handy." The worm didn't comment, focused entirely on repairing the damage the Airdramon had inflicted. A sudden question popped into Hawkmon's head, and he asked, "Why did the Kaiser order you to heal me?"
That got a response. "I don't question his motives. He's my master, as Miyako is yours."
"Master?" he scoffed, surprised. "Miyako is the one I protect. It's my duty to do all I can to keep her safe. You should know that!"
"Yes, but you do as she says," said Wormmon as he quietly applied the splint.
Wincing, Hawkmon continued. "Only if I think it's a good idea! Whenever I don't agree with her, I let her know. It sometimes takes a shouting match, yes, but we work out a better plan in the end. We're partners." He noticed Wormmon pause and take a sudden interest in the floor.
Hawkmon was about to speak up when Wormmon mumbled, "That's how it was. Ken-chan and I... we were partners. We watched each other's backs and worked together, one not more powerful than the other. Then we ran into that accursed Dark Ocean. It gave him the desire to control, the whip, the glasses, the outfit, everything. It seemed to give him everything he really wanted. I couldn't do that... I'm a sad excuse for a Digimon!" He slammed one claw down on Hawkmon's poor arm.
After the screams subsided, the bird voice his opinion to the bug Digimon. "You are not a sad excuse for a Digimon. You stuck by Ken even when he became evil. That's very admirable! Most others would abandon him as soon as he cracked that whip. You're his only friend. And right now, you are the only one who can get through to him. He needs you."
Wormmon looked Hawkmon in the eye, contemplating what the bird said. Was he right? Did Ken-chan actually need his worthless lackey? Silent once again, the bug began covering the wing with the plastered bandages.
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As the quiet reigned in that hospital room, Miyako found the peace shattered quite suddenly by a scream above. "INCOMIIIIIIIIIIIINGGG!!" a familiar voice cried.
"Ne?" Looking up, the girl recognized the flying bowling ball hurtling toward the ground. More specifically, hurtling toward her. She let out a "Yipe!" and tried dodging, but her leg didn't feel like moving. She desperately tried pulling the leg along. It flared up once again, and she was forced to trip and land on her rear. "This is really getting on my nerves!!!" she screamed to the forest.
At that moment, the Digi-Missile reached its target with a resounding CRACK to Miyako's head. Fortunately, Miyako's helmet kept her from brain damage. Unfortunately, DemiDevimon WASN'T wearing a helmet. He slowly peeled his face off of the hard hat, dizzy and swirly eyed. "Egh... did ssomeone get th' number of thhhhhat Monnnnnochrommmon?" he muttered incoherently. Miyako noticed the extra weight on her head and reached behind to grab the Digimon.
Holding the battered bat in front of her, she shook him a few times. "Okay, buddy, what're you doing attacking me like that?? You said you didn't want to have anything to do with me! And frankly, I'm not in the mood to--"
The combined act of shaking and shouting brought the little Digimon out of his stupor. He gave the girl a wide-eyed look before remembering why he took the sudden dive. He frantically flapped his wings and kicked out with his legs. "Lemme go! They're coming after me! Hundreds! THOUSANDS!! Hide me! Hide me! Hide me!!!"
"AAH!" The Digimon's claws scraped her arms, forcing her to comply with his request. Demidevimon immediately tore into the bushes. Miyako couldn't see him anywhere. "Now where'd he go? Stupid bowling ball's always causing trouble... huh?" She turned her attention to the sound of hundreds upon thousands of beating wigs in the sky.
Flying in through the treetops was a swarm of the micro-Pixiemon the bat had been stomping on earlier. They were all shouting... no, more like squeaking furious rants and threats at their enemy. Miyako considered running, but she managed to hold her ground; they were after Demidevimon, not her.
Nevertheless, a couple of the miniature Digimon spotted her and separated from the flock to hover in front of her face. Inches from her nose, she could see almost every detail. Their pink fur and wings, the claws, the staffs... it struck her how similar they and Demidevimon were in appearance. Their black eyes gleamed and were set in a frown. "Have you seen our enemy, Child?" one of them squeaked. "We were sent by Pixiemon to spy on the Kaiser, but Demidevimon took out most of our spies!"
"Now we have to delay our first priority in order to take care of him!" the other explained, aggravated.
Miyako took in the information, then threw a glance at the bushes. A little idea was forming in her head, and if she could pull it off... "Well guys, it seems to me that your first priority is the one you should take care of first, right?" she reasoned with a smile.
The micro-Pixiemon's frowns disappeared, replaced with looks of curiosity. "I.. suppose..." they chorused.
"So what are you doing floating around here for?? Carry out our first mission and THEN find that bowling ball!" She waved her hands in the direction of the sky. "G'wan! Shoo! Work before play! Chop chop, let's move it!"
Almost immediately, the Digimon set their tiny jaws and flew off to tell their flock about the change in plans. "Thank you, Child, for setting us straight!" one called back.
The girl sighed. The thought that maybe this was a really dumb idea slipped into her mind for a moment, but she was determined. Making sure her leg was okay, she marched to the foliage hiding the Virus Digimon. Standing just at the base of a tree, she demanded, "Okay, bowling ball, come outta there! You SO owe me one for getting rid of all those micro-Pixiemon!" Miyako tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for a response.
It came in the form of two yellow eyes, cautiously peeking from between two branches of the tree. The eyes blinked, and his voice came through. "Na-nani? You got rid of 'em for me?"
Another sigh from Miyako. "Yes, I'm such a nice person, now come out here!"
Demidevimon did just that, quickly hovering below her chin and flapping uncomfortably close. "Awright! Geez, thanks kiddo! You really did save my neck! Heh, didn't think you would, being a crummy Child and all--"
"Uh, yeah, sure, here's the deal," Miyako interrupted, gently pushing him away from her chest. She regained her composure and looked the Digimon in the eye. "Where we come from, there's a golden rule: 'Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.' So, I helped you out of that mess, now YOU help me out of MINE." She smiled wryly at his shocked expression.
The Virus faltered and nearly hit the ground again. "Say WHAT?? Me, help a Child??" he spat. "No way! Not now, not ever! You ain't turning me into a nice, angelic Vaccine that easily!" He turned away, sticking his stubborn nose in the air.
She wouldn't give up that easily. Miyako did have a trump card, after all. "Oh, okay then," the girl replied calmly. "I'll just call those cute micro-Pixies back here to kick your puny tail from this spot to Kyoto and back. How's that sound?" she finished with a giggle. Her innocent act worked.
With a sweatdrop and a nervous groan, Demidevimon perched on Miyako's helmet. "Ah, where to, toots? I know this place like the back of my wing!"
The Cild of Love and Purity fought down a cheer of triumph. "That's what I thought. Now let's head to the Kaiser and show him what for!" she declared, resuming her pace down the forest path.
"Hurray," echoed Demidevimon uncertainly. What had he gotten himself into now?
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Another evil smile split the Kaiser's face apart. She had spunk, determination, and cunning, all admirable qualities. Well, the spunk he could do without, but every silver lining had it's cloud.
WAIT!! What was he thinking?! This Child... a silver lining?? That was almost an... affectionate notion! No, he had done away with those useless touchy-feely emotions long ago, the Dark Ocean had made sure of that. Must have been something he had eaten. The Kaiser shook his head and turned from the monitors.
Three hours had passed already. That was about six or seven minutes in the human world. Ten more hours, and he could make that girl's life a living hell. Yes, he would force her to watch as her so-called Digimon became one of his ever growing army. That would be a treat for certain! Speaking of... "Wormmon! Bring the prisoner back to his cage immediately!" he shouted into an intercom. The bandages should have been applied by now. Finally, there would be no more whining about his stupid broken wing. Besides, a future soldier needed to be in peak condition to turn on their former Child, right?
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"Which way now?"
"Lemme think a second... I'm pretty sure it's a left."
"Hmph. How do I know you aren't leading me out of this maze?"
"You'll just hafta trust me on that. Keep to this path..."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Say, you won't suddenly abandon me or anything when the trip gets rough, are you?"
"That, I can't promise ya, toots. If my head's in danger, I'd like to get it out of whatever danger it's in!"
"HAH! You wuss! You have no sense of adventure, do you? And you call yourself the 'mighty' Demidevimon, fearless bane of all Vaccine and Data!"
"You see, there's the catch! I'm the bane of Vaccine and Data, I didn't say nothing about other Viruses, toots!"
"Lame excuse. And would you stop calling me 'toots'? I have a name, you know!"
The odd pair's conversation would have gone on for a while, if it wasn't for the pained roar that shook some leaves off the trees. Miyako froze, her partner screaming and immediately leaving his perch. She watched him fly through the treetops and out of sight. "HEY!! You lying, cheating baka!!" she cried.
"Hey, you deal with whatever's hungry down there, and I'll caryy your remains to the Kaiser! How's that sound?" he called back.
"Why you-- Demidevimon!" She was interrupted by more screams and shouts. Miyako spun in the direction of the cries. Her heart thudded against her ribcage, and sweat broke out on her forehead. If she was going to get anywhere, she'd have to pass whatever that was. She considered turning tail. Then, an image of a Halsemon with a Dark Ring on its leg presented itself to her mind.
She strode forward.
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Okay, R/R time! Mind you, the rest of the chapters aren't going
to be coming to insanely fast for a while; finals is coming up, after all.
^^" So, hope you enjoyed! Ja ne!
