The Saga of Evil: Chapter 5
A/N: I'm not going to cover the whole time of the Digimon Emperor saga, just the major bases, like Ken's return to the Digiworld, the major parts in season 02, and him starting that transfer from plain-clothed Ken, to the Digimon Emperor outfit. Please review.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: That was a very traumatic experience for me.
heath 999: Yeah, insane fan people have that effect on you. *Glances at muses* why didn't you stop him/her?
Sam: What do you think I am, crazy? The person has Hercules strength.
Wormmon: I was too busy watching.
Everyone except Wormmon: *facefaults*
heath 999: *from the ground* I'm surrounded by idiots.
Digimon Emperor: HEY! STOP STEALING MY LINES!!!
Ken: Are you calling Sam and I idiots?
heath 999: Well, uh- Please review.
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Digiworld: A Year Later
~Ken's POV~
I look around at the surroundings with delight.
So, this is my future empire.
I can't wait to get started.
I've been spending the last year going to the ocean that the e-mail told me about, and collecting the things that I need to start my empire.
Now, it's time to start.
"Ken! It's so good to see you! I haven't seen you in over two years!" A thing comes bounding up to me.
"Who the hell are you?" I snarl as I try to kick it, as it gets closer.
The thing stares at me, the antenna drooping as it barely dodges my kick. "It's me, Wormmon, Ken. Your partner, remember the adventure that we had together?" He asks, looking at me sadly.
I glare at him, "no, you imbelicible, I don't, and don't call me Ken. I'm master to you," I say, turning to look for the perfect place to have my base.
The insect looks up at me, "Ken, are you okay? You don't look the same as before."
I glare at him, furious that he didn't listen to me, "it's master, you idiot, and nothing else. And I'm fine, in fact, I'm better than fine, I found a place to build my base." I say, walking away, ignoring his protests that he needs to stay with me.
Fine, the thing can stay with me if it wants to, it might actually come in handy, even though I strongly doubt it.
I don't need any protection from it, though; I can simply enslave anything that I come across.
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~Wormmon's POV~
I watch sadly as Ken walks away from me, ignoring my protests that he needs me.
What happened to him?
He used to be so kind and gentle and nice.
Now he's mean and cruel.
He never tried to kick me before.
Determination surges through me, and I make a promise to myself as I start walking after him.
I won't ever leave his side.
No matter what happens.
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Tamachi Apartments: That Night
~Ken's POV~
I walk out from my room, plans on how to build my base and enslave these creatures called digimon running through my head.
"Ken, dear, are you done with your homework? Dinners about ready." My so- called mom calls from the kitchen.
"Insect," I mutter under my breath as I walk towards the kitchen.
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Digiworld: Two Months Later, Ten Months Before Season Two
I look proudly at my first control spire.
The first in many, I can tell already.
I have already created a tool to help me out, a whip with a spike at the end of it.
I know it will come in handy later on.
"Hey, what's that?" A creature that I identify as a Botamon walks over.
"It's none of your business," I snarl, cracking my new whip at it, smiling evilly at its cry of pain.
"Hey! Who are you?" The thing asks me.
"I'm the Digimon Emperor, and remember it well. Soon I will conquer this world. Of course, you will be calling me master from now on." I say, fingering my newly made Dark Ring.
"I will?" The stupid little creature asks me, and then cries out in pain as I throw my first Dark Ring ever out, and it slips around his neck.
I laugh in cruel pleasure; enjoying the fact that now I have my first slave.
And so many more to come.
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The Digimon Emperor's Base: Nine Months Later
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I walk around my newly finished base with satisfaction.
I have already collected hundreds of slaves, and all of them work willingly for me after I get a dark ring on them.
Of course, the control spires help a lot in that area, too. Making sure that they don't digivolve and to keep the rings activated.
I even have a new outfit, a blue jumpsuit, with black and white edges to it, a cape, glasses, and my favorite, hair that's spiked at all angles.
Like Sam's.
"Master?" A timid voice from behind me asks.
I whirl around, how dare someone stops my train of thought.
I crack my whip at the sound of the voice, getting pleasure from the cry of pain from the victim when the whip makes contact.
"Yes?" I snap at the slave, a Gazimon.
The slave cowers down fearfully.
I love this.
I'm better than Sam.
I'm better than everyone.
Soon, I'll make my parents pay for giving all their attention to Sam, and having me wish him disappear for any attention.
A sudden numbness engulfs me, as that happens every single time that I get sad.
And I love it that way.
I hate any emotion that makes me weak.
"The base is ready, master." The slave says, bowing low.
Enraged that my thoughts were broken again by this sniveling slave, I whip it a few more times before going out on my newly-ringed fleet of Airdramon, the coward that considers himself my partner crawling behind me.
I wonder why I even keep him around; he's not helpful for anything, completely useless.
I guess it's a good toy for me to kick around when I get angry.
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I stare in shock at my screens, not believing what has just happened.
How dare they.
How dare these children, these children, that think that they're at the same league as *I* am by calling themselves digidestined.
They're not digidestined, they're not as perfect as I am.
Only perfect people are digidestined.
How dare they also free one of my slaves, and they can even digivolve.
"This is all your fault," I snarl angrily at Wormmon, giving him a vicious kick, and instantly feeling a lot better as the thing gives out a whimper of pain.
I turn, it's getting late, and the insects that I live with will be worried about me if I don't show up for dinner.
Of course, all they care about is the reputation that they get from their son, the genius.
Petty fools.
I walk away, heading for the port that'll bring me home.
I'm going to conquer this world, and enslave everything in it.
Nothing can stop me.
Not even these so-called "digidestined."
TBC.
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A/N: Next: "Ken's Secret," and the beginning of the end of the Digimon Emperor. Please review.
A/N: I'm not going to cover the whole time of the Digimon Emperor saga, just the major bases, like Ken's return to the Digiworld, the major parts in season 02, and him starting that transfer from plain-clothed Ken, to the Digimon Emperor outfit. Please review.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: That was a very traumatic experience for me.
heath 999: Yeah, insane fan people have that effect on you. *Glances at muses* why didn't you stop him/her?
Sam: What do you think I am, crazy? The person has Hercules strength.
Wormmon: I was too busy watching.
Everyone except Wormmon: *facefaults*
heath 999: *from the ground* I'm surrounded by idiots.
Digimon Emperor: HEY! STOP STEALING MY LINES!!!
Ken: Are you calling Sam and I idiots?
heath 999: Well, uh- Please review.
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Digiworld: A Year Later
~Ken's POV~
I look around at the surroundings with delight.
So, this is my future empire.
I can't wait to get started.
I've been spending the last year going to the ocean that the e-mail told me about, and collecting the things that I need to start my empire.
Now, it's time to start.
"Ken! It's so good to see you! I haven't seen you in over two years!" A thing comes bounding up to me.
"Who the hell are you?" I snarl as I try to kick it, as it gets closer.
The thing stares at me, the antenna drooping as it barely dodges my kick. "It's me, Wormmon, Ken. Your partner, remember the adventure that we had together?" He asks, looking at me sadly.
I glare at him, "no, you imbelicible, I don't, and don't call me Ken. I'm master to you," I say, turning to look for the perfect place to have my base.
The insect looks up at me, "Ken, are you okay? You don't look the same as before."
I glare at him, furious that he didn't listen to me, "it's master, you idiot, and nothing else. And I'm fine, in fact, I'm better than fine, I found a place to build my base." I say, walking away, ignoring his protests that he needs to stay with me.
Fine, the thing can stay with me if it wants to, it might actually come in handy, even though I strongly doubt it.
I don't need any protection from it, though; I can simply enslave anything that I come across.
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~Wormmon's POV~
I watch sadly as Ken walks away from me, ignoring my protests that he needs me.
What happened to him?
He used to be so kind and gentle and nice.
Now he's mean and cruel.
He never tried to kick me before.
Determination surges through me, and I make a promise to myself as I start walking after him.
I won't ever leave his side.
No matter what happens.
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Tamachi Apartments: That Night
~Ken's POV~
I walk out from my room, plans on how to build my base and enslave these creatures called digimon running through my head.
"Ken, dear, are you done with your homework? Dinners about ready." My so- called mom calls from the kitchen.
"Insect," I mutter under my breath as I walk towards the kitchen.
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Digiworld: Two Months Later, Ten Months Before Season Two
I look proudly at my first control spire.
The first in many, I can tell already.
I have already created a tool to help me out, a whip with a spike at the end of it.
I know it will come in handy later on.
"Hey, what's that?" A creature that I identify as a Botamon walks over.
"It's none of your business," I snarl, cracking my new whip at it, smiling evilly at its cry of pain.
"Hey! Who are you?" The thing asks me.
"I'm the Digimon Emperor, and remember it well. Soon I will conquer this world. Of course, you will be calling me master from now on." I say, fingering my newly made Dark Ring.
"I will?" The stupid little creature asks me, and then cries out in pain as I throw my first Dark Ring ever out, and it slips around his neck.
I laugh in cruel pleasure; enjoying the fact that now I have my first slave.
And so many more to come.
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The Digimon Emperor's Base: Nine Months Later
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I walk around my newly finished base with satisfaction.
I have already collected hundreds of slaves, and all of them work willingly for me after I get a dark ring on them.
Of course, the control spires help a lot in that area, too. Making sure that they don't digivolve and to keep the rings activated.
I even have a new outfit, a blue jumpsuit, with black and white edges to it, a cape, glasses, and my favorite, hair that's spiked at all angles.
Like Sam's.
"Master?" A timid voice from behind me asks.
I whirl around, how dare someone stops my train of thought.
I crack my whip at the sound of the voice, getting pleasure from the cry of pain from the victim when the whip makes contact.
"Yes?" I snap at the slave, a Gazimon.
The slave cowers down fearfully.
I love this.
I'm better than Sam.
I'm better than everyone.
Soon, I'll make my parents pay for giving all their attention to Sam, and having me wish him disappear for any attention.
A sudden numbness engulfs me, as that happens every single time that I get sad.
And I love it that way.
I hate any emotion that makes me weak.
"The base is ready, master." The slave says, bowing low.
Enraged that my thoughts were broken again by this sniveling slave, I whip it a few more times before going out on my newly-ringed fleet of Airdramon, the coward that considers himself my partner crawling behind me.
I wonder why I even keep him around; he's not helpful for anything, completely useless.
I guess it's a good toy for me to kick around when I get angry.
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I stare in shock at my screens, not believing what has just happened.
How dare they.
How dare these children, these children, that think that they're at the same league as *I* am by calling themselves digidestined.
They're not digidestined, they're not as perfect as I am.
Only perfect people are digidestined.
How dare they also free one of my slaves, and they can even digivolve.
"This is all your fault," I snarl angrily at Wormmon, giving him a vicious kick, and instantly feeling a lot better as the thing gives out a whimper of pain.
I turn, it's getting late, and the insects that I live with will be worried about me if I don't show up for dinner.
Of course, all they care about is the reputation that they get from their son, the genius.
Petty fools.
I walk away, heading for the port that'll bring me home.
I'm going to conquer this world, and enslave everything in it.
Nothing can stop me.
Not even these so-called "digidestined."
TBC.
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A/N: Next: "Ken's Secret," and the beginning of the end of the Digimon Emperor. Please review.