By the Vampire's rein.
Authors notes: This is a "what if" fiction. It's basically about what may have happened if Myotismon had won, with only three of the original digidestined surviving. Some other changes are that Osamu is still alive, Ken doesn't become evil and the Dark Masters haven't taken control of the digiworld yet.
The story takes four years after Myotismon. Also I don't own digimon. Wish I did, but I can't have everything in life.
Chapter 3
Demidevimon slowly and carefully wrapped the bandages around his blood soaked body; Myotismon had given no thought to the poor little rookie and had savagely bit down on him.
"Stupid Labramon...leaving me on purpose..if I get my hands on her.."
"Hello?" A soft voice from the door stopped Demidevimon in his tirade. It was a Labramon. More importantly, it was Helena.
"Look, Demidevimon, sir. I wanted to apologise for my behaviour last night," the dog like rookie bowed her head, "I never guessed that Myotismon would do this to you."
Demidevimon shrugged, "Yeah, like you care."
"But I do care, I promise you I do."
Demidevimon smirked at her and turned his round furry back to her. Helena was starting to get annoyed, she's travelled all this way to apologise to this miscreant and he was ignoring her.
"Look Demidevimon, I do care. Okay I'm sorry. Do you want me to say it again, because I will? I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."
Demidevimon turned around, a big tear threatening to pour out of his left eye.
"Do you mean that, I never had anyone be sorry for anything they did to me before," He quickly wiped a talon over his eyes, Helena's heart softened.
"Of course I am. So am I forgiven?"
"I suppose so,"
Helena chuckled, she continued watching Demidevimon finish of wrapping up his body.
"Demidevimon," she said, after Demidevimon had stopped and was know hovering in the air, "Why do you let Myotismon push you around," Demidevimon looked startled at the question.
"Dunno, guess because I'm the sidekick, he has to have someone to push about," replied Demidevimon.
"Do you wish to get away from this place?" inquired Helena, Demidevimon nodded frantically.
"With all my teensy, black and evil heart. I've had enough of being Myotismon's whipping mon."
Helena quickly looked around before continuing, one had to be careful carrying on a conversation of this sort in Myotismon's castle, which was situated where the high school had been.
"Listen, some digimon are beginning to form a rebellion, for the moment we're rather small..but I hope that more digimon will join. What do you say, will you join our ranks?"
Demidevimon looked incredulously at the girl digimon.
"What, leave Myotismon?"
The Labramon nodded.
"Will I get to be an admiral when this is over?" Helena laughed good- naturedly at the virus' vainness. To his complete surprise, Demidevimon found himself laughing back.
Miyako kept glancing at the device; she was sitting on a dustbin, letting her long legs absently tap out a tune on its side. She figured she might be able to get her parents to sell it. What she needed now was a good story of how she got it. Her parents, no matter how bad things got, didn't want them to steal, or beg, or rummage around in the trash. Miyako flinched at the memory of how Midell had been giving the severest talking to after she'd been caught with a neighbour's wallet.
A familiar dark headed boy caught her eye.
"Hey Iori, over here!" Iori turned and looked down the alley where Miyako was grinning at him, obediently he walked up to her and with a little bit of difficulty pulled himself up beside Miyako. He offered her a small wrapped parcel from a brown paper bag he had been carrying. Miyako unwrapped it and smiled her thanks as she saw the chicken leg and small piece of bread there was inside it. She quickly wolfed it down, spraying Iori with meat particals.
"Thanks Iori, I really needed it," thanked Miyako. Iori nodded gravely, fingering a device in his arms, a device with a yellow marking, a device that looked exactly like hers..
"Hey, you have exactly the same...thing as I do." Miyako showed her own to Iori.
"Pretty cool that we both got one, eh?" Iori nodded looking over at the violet haired girls device.
"It's like mine, only with a different colour."
"I wonder what it all means?"
"I can tell you that," came an unfamiliar voice from the shadows, both children looked as a petit, brown haired girl walked out of the shadows.
"My name is Hikari. Those devices in your hands are a digivices, or in this case D-3s. Miyako, Iori. You are two of the new digidestined who will save the world."
"We're what? How would you know about what were meant to save or not to save?" huffed Miyako haughtily.
"You have D-3s, meaning you are digidestined."
"Oh."
Hikari sighed, that girl was going to be trouble; she wished Koushiro the best of luck explaining more in detail about being a digidestined.
She stretched both hand to the children.
"Look, its your choice, you can either come with me and try to stop Myotismon's evil rule, or go home and forget this ever happened. Which one will it be?"
Iori and Miyako looked at each other and nodded before grabbing one of Hikari's hands.
"Okay, that will be 1400,000yen altogether,"
"What!"
Koushiro looked startled at the amount. Sora stood by the door snickering.
"One night we've been here, and you're
already charging like we stayed a year at this dump."
Osamu smirked at the red haired boy, "Listen kid, times are a bit hard now a days. I'm just taking advantage of whatever comes my way. If you don't like it, you can always leave."
"Huh, well maybe we will!"
"Where do you think you'll find a place where they'll take three people in? This may be expensive but I'm the only one for miles crazy to take you in."
"Yeah, we all know your crazy. Bloody hell Osamu. This isn't Buckingham Palace, no one has that kind of money so don't be such an idiot!"
"Why don't you come up to my face and say that Red?"
"Guys. Stop this," implored Sora, putting herself between the two boys.
"We're all living together now so you'd both better get used to it." She turned to Koushiro, "Koushiro stop being so impolite, I thought you knew better," Sora than turned to Osamu, "And you can stop being such an ass with the rent."
The two boys slowly backed away from each other, and Sora smiled in relief.
"Now that 's better. Hikari will be here with the other children and what kind of impression will we be setting?"
Osamu opened his mouth to speak, but a warning glance by Koushiro made him reconsider.
Sora slowly edged towards the door. "Now I'll leave you to this and what ever comes up peacefully and sensibly. Goodbye now." She walked out of the living room and shut the door. The there was the sound of a key turning on the lock
Both of them rushed to the door and started banging on it. Imploring Sora to unlock the door.
"Not until you've worked out any differences. I'm going to try and find Hikari, it shouldn't be that difficult as I can use my Digivice. I'll be back in four hours so you won't starve." With that came the sound of footsteps, than of the front door being opened and closed.
Osamu and Koushiro slumped to the floor in despair.
"So," Osamu turned to Koushiro, "Do you like checkers?"
The dark figure looked into the telescope.
"I don't believe it. That little runt sent out knew digivices. I thought only the Keeper of Courge had the ability to do that."
A smaller, childlike figure shrugged. "Maybe they changed the rules. I hate it when people do that. I'm the only one who can do that!" whined the little figure.
"Stop your whining," came a darker voice, "What we should be thinking is what we are going to do now."
The first dark figure stepped forward, "Perhaps we should start thinking about the next scene, where we will be the rulers of the Digital World. After all, we have to provide some sort of entertainment for the poor lad."
"Demidevimon, Demidevimon. Where are you? I'm going to be very angry if you don't come out!" Myotismon continued ripping apart the furniture apart in Demidevimon's private chamber, looking for the virus rookie.
"Uh sire." Myotismon looked up to see a lone Bokemon floating around his head. He fought an urge to roll his eyes.
"Demidevimon wanted me to give you this before he went." Myotismon snatched it from the Bokemon, nearly erasing it with the process. He opened it and started reading.
To Myotismon, hey guess what? I've joined the Rebellion and I'm not working for you anymore. Find someone else to kick around, best wishes Demidevimon.
The vampire king let out a roar of anger.
"Although sire, there is a bit of good news you know. We've found out what the sparks were. Their digivices."
"What?"
The Bokemon nodded frantically, "plus we have the signal of one of them and he's completely alone."
Myotismon smiled wickedly. "Excellent. Bokemon, take 100 others and find him before anyone else does." He whistled and a Vegimon appeared.
"Yes, your sire?"
"Vegimon, go and prepare a room. We have a guest to prepare for." He let out a frightening laugh; both Vegimon and Bokemon started trembling at this sound.
What is going to happen to Ken now the Digiworld is now going to be taken over?
Will Daisuke be able to avoid the evil Vampire's king's grasp?
Has Demidevimon truly turned to the good side, or is it just a ruse?
Find out next time on Digimon: Digital Monsters
To be continued
Authors notes: This is a "what if" fiction. It's basically about what may have happened if Myotismon had won, with only three of the original digidestined surviving. Some other changes are that Osamu is still alive, Ken doesn't become evil and the Dark Masters haven't taken control of the digiworld yet.
The story takes four years after Myotismon. Also I don't own digimon. Wish I did, but I can't have everything in life.
Chapter 3
Demidevimon slowly and carefully wrapped the bandages around his blood soaked body; Myotismon had given no thought to the poor little rookie and had savagely bit down on him.
"Stupid Labramon...leaving me on purpose..if I get my hands on her.."
"Hello?" A soft voice from the door stopped Demidevimon in his tirade. It was a Labramon. More importantly, it was Helena.
"Look, Demidevimon, sir. I wanted to apologise for my behaviour last night," the dog like rookie bowed her head, "I never guessed that Myotismon would do this to you."
Demidevimon shrugged, "Yeah, like you care."
"But I do care, I promise you I do."
Demidevimon smirked at her and turned his round furry back to her. Helena was starting to get annoyed, she's travelled all this way to apologise to this miscreant and he was ignoring her.
"Look Demidevimon, I do care. Okay I'm sorry. Do you want me to say it again, because I will? I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."
Demidevimon turned around, a big tear threatening to pour out of his left eye.
"Do you mean that, I never had anyone be sorry for anything they did to me before," He quickly wiped a talon over his eyes, Helena's heart softened.
"Of course I am. So am I forgiven?"
"I suppose so,"
Helena chuckled, she continued watching Demidevimon finish of wrapping up his body.
"Demidevimon," she said, after Demidevimon had stopped and was know hovering in the air, "Why do you let Myotismon push you around," Demidevimon looked startled at the question.
"Dunno, guess because I'm the sidekick, he has to have someone to push about," replied Demidevimon.
"Do you wish to get away from this place?" inquired Helena, Demidevimon nodded frantically.
"With all my teensy, black and evil heart. I've had enough of being Myotismon's whipping mon."
Helena quickly looked around before continuing, one had to be careful carrying on a conversation of this sort in Myotismon's castle, which was situated where the high school had been.
"Listen, some digimon are beginning to form a rebellion, for the moment we're rather small..but I hope that more digimon will join. What do you say, will you join our ranks?"
Demidevimon looked incredulously at the girl digimon.
"What, leave Myotismon?"
The Labramon nodded.
"Will I get to be an admiral when this is over?" Helena laughed good- naturedly at the virus' vainness. To his complete surprise, Demidevimon found himself laughing back.
Miyako kept glancing at the device; she was sitting on a dustbin, letting her long legs absently tap out a tune on its side. She figured she might be able to get her parents to sell it. What she needed now was a good story of how she got it. Her parents, no matter how bad things got, didn't want them to steal, or beg, or rummage around in the trash. Miyako flinched at the memory of how Midell had been giving the severest talking to after she'd been caught with a neighbour's wallet.
A familiar dark headed boy caught her eye.
"Hey Iori, over here!" Iori turned and looked down the alley where Miyako was grinning at him, obediently he walked up to her and with a little bit of difficulty pulled himself up beside Miyako. He offered her a small wrapped parcel from a brown paper bag he had been carrying. Miyako unwrapped it and smiled her thanks as she saw the chicken leg and small piece of bread there was inside it. She quickly wolfed it down, spraying Iori with meat particals.
"Thanks Iori, I really needed it," thanked Miyako. Iori nodded gravely, fingering a device in his arms, a device with a yellow marking, a device that looked exactly like hers..
"Hey, you have exactly the same...thing as I do." Miyako showed her own to Iori.
"Pretty cool that we both got one, eh?" Iori nodded looking over at the violet haired girls device.
"It's like mine, only with a different colour."
"I wonder what it all means?"
"I can tell you that," came an unfamiliar voice from the shadows, both children looked as a petit, brown haired girl walked out of the shadows.
"My name is Hikari. Those devices in your hands are a digivices, or in this case D-3s. Miyako, Iori. You are two of the new digidestined who will save the world."
"We're what? How would you know about what were meant to save or not to save?" huffed Miyako haughtily.
"You have D-3s, meaning you are digidestined."
"Oh."
Hikari sighed, that girl was going to be trouble; she wished Koushiro the best of luck explaining more in detail about being a digidestined.
She stretched both hand to the children.
"Look, its your choice, you can either come with me and try to stop Myotismon's evil rule, or go home and forget this ever happened. Which one will it be?"
Iori and Miyako looked at each other and nodded before grabbing one of Hikari's hands.
"Okay, that will be 1400,000yen altogether,"
"What!"
Koushiro looked startled at the amount. Sora stood by the door snickering.
"One night we've been here, and you're
already charging like we stayed a year at this dump."
Osamu smirked at the red haired boy, "Listen kid, times are a bit hard now a days. I'm just taking advantage of whatever comes my way. If you don't like it, you can always leave."
"Huh, well maybe we will!"
"Where do you think you'll find a place where they'll take three people in? This may be expensive but I'm the only one for miles crazy to take you in."
"Yeah, we all know your crazy. Bloody hell Osamu. This isn't Buckingham Palace, no one has that kind of money so don't be such an idiot!"
"Why don't you come up to my face and say that Red?"
"Guys. Stop this," implored Sora, putting herself between the two boys.
"We're all living together now so you'd both better get used to it." She turned to Koushiro, "Koushiro stop being so impolite, I thought you knew better," Sora than turned to Osamu, "And you can stop being such an ass with the rent."
The two boys slowly backed away from each other, and Sora smiled in relief.
"Now that 's better. Hikari will be here with the other children and what kind of impression will we be setting?"
Osamu opened his mouth to speak, but a warning glance by Koushiro made him reconsider.
Sora slowly edged towards the door. "Now I'll leave you to this and what ever comes up peacefully and sensibly. Goodbye now." She walked out of the living room and shut the door. The there was the sound of a key turning on the lock
Both of them rushed to the door and started banging on it. Imploring Sora to unlock the door.
"Not until you've worked out any differences. I'm going to try and find Hikari, it shouldn't be that difficult as I can use my Digivice. I'll be back in four hours so you won't starve." With that came the sound of footsteps, than of the front door being opened and closed.
Osamu and Koushiro slumped to the floor in despair.
"So," Osamu turned to Koushiro, "Do you like checkers?"
The dark figure looked into the telescope.
"I don't believe it. That little runt sent out knew digivices. I thought only the Keeper of Courge had the ability to do that."
A smaller, childlike figure shrugged. "Maybe they changed the rules. I hate it when people do that. I'm the only one who can do that!" whined the little figure.
"Stop your whining," came a darker voice, "What we should be thinking is what we are going to do now."
The first dark figure stepped forward, "Perhaps we should start thinking about the next scene, where we will be the rulers of the Digital World. After all, we have to provide some sort of entertainment for the poor lad."
"Demidevimon, Demidevimon. Where are you? I'm going to be very angry if you don't come out!" Myotismon continued ripping apart the furniture apart in Demidevimon's private chamber, looking for the virus rookie.
"Uh sire." Myotismon looked up to see a lone Bokemon floating around his head. He fought an urge to roll his eyes.
"Demidevimon wanted me to give you this before he went." Myotismon snatched it from the Bokemon, nearly erasing it with the process. He opened it and started reading.
To Myotismon, hey guess what? I've joined the Rebellion and I'm not working for you anymore. Find someone else to kick around, best wishes Demidevimon.
The vampire king let out a roar of anger.
"Although sire, there is a bit of good news you know. We've found out what the sparks were. Their digivices."
"What?"
The Bokemon nodded frantically, "plus we have the signal of one of them and he's completely alone."
Myotismon smiled wickedly. "Excellent. Bokemon, take 100 others and find him before anyone else does." He whistled and a Vegimon appeared.
"Yes, your sire?"
"Vegimon, go and prepare a room. We have a guest to prepare for." He let out a frightening laugh; both Vegimon and Bokemon started trembling at this sound.
What is going to happen to Ken now the Digiworld is now going to be taken over?
Will Daisuke be able to avoid the evil Vampire's king's grasp?
Has Demidevimon truly turned to the good side, or is it just a ruse?
Find out next time on Digimon: Digital Monsters
To be continued