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, now four 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 8
Puppetmon was bored. He peered down from the safety of a treetop at the four travelling children, recently being accompanied by a Hawkmon and an Armadimon. After rather effectively making sure that all the televisions went "missing" the Dark masters had decided to wait for the others to get here. Then destroy them. Or as Piedmon had wanted to do, keep them as pets and let them watch as they took over both worlds. Puppetmon thought both plans had a lot of potential.
"Lord Puppetmon. Lord Piedmon has asked for your assistance, something about a spiral mountain." Puppetmon spun round, the sudden voice had almost made his loose his balance and he glared at the Kiwimon.
"Hey, you almost made me fall, that really makes me mad."
"Terribly sorry, but I had to………."
"I really don't like it when mon anger me, and mon that break the rules always have to be kicked out of the team."
The Kiwimon started to look scared; the viruses' seemingly innocent face was looking very much like the evil he carried inside his childlike image.
"No, no. I beg of you to spare me!"
Puppetmon smirked.
"Puppet Pummel!"
The champion disintegrated and Puppetmon watched as it moved towards Primary Village for its chance for rebirth.
Rebirth.
That meant that the annoying bird like creature would reappear. Once again being the annoyance to end all annoyances. Puppetmon glossed over the fact he had only seen him for about fifteen seconds. A creature like that couldn't be allowed to live again. Or any other creatures that may become an annoyance.
"Perhaps we should play with Primary Village first," sneered Puppetmon, as he leapt to the ground and went to their regular meeting place.
"I don't believe this," groaned Miyako, "where could they have gone to?"
"Perhaps my dear, they were only meant to take you to the digiworld. Now that is done, they have no purpose," supplied Hawkmon ruffling his feathers slightly. Sora looked down at her own digimon Biyomon who was shooting looks of spite at Hawkmon.
"I think someone is doing this on purpose," said Biyomon, not so much as though she thought that but to contradict that freakingly annoying bird.
"I think you may be right." The group stared at boy who had just spoke.
"What do you mean Ken," asked Sora.
"Well ever since I went to the digiworld I've had a strange feeling someone has been watching us. Anyway, just because Myotismon is ruling back home doesn't mean nobody else is willing to try to take over the digiworld," he spun around to face Sora, "you said that I had a purpose, that I would turn the tide. I think it's more than me just letting loose some digivices. Besides. Doesn't it suddenly get so cold then everything is all right. Like some dark evil was near than it went away, as if it were toying with us."
"Its probably something you ate Ken," laughed Miyako, "I'm sure it's nothing. Sides, who could be worse than Myotismon. Well except my old gym teacher that is. Do you agree with me guys?" Miyako was greeted with very reluctant faces.
"Well, really" she huffed. Sora put a comforting arm around her.
"We would like to believe you, but since we've come it's been relatively peaceful."
"And," said Ken, "that usually means a bad thing. What do you think Iori?" The small boy jumped at the sound of his name.
"Me, you want my opinion?"
"It's why I asked you. So?"
Iori frowned, narrowing his green eyes.
"I think something is up, and we should try to strike first before they strike us. My father was killed in the line of duty. That can't happen here, if whatever is out there attacks us first we may be in serious trouble."
Amardimon smiled, "I think you've banged the nail on its head Iori. Though those that mean they'll have the televisions."
Wormon nodded, "I think so, which means…….." he broke off suddenly.
"What, what?" whined Miyako.
Sora's face went a deathly white. "If they have the televisions then when the others come through……they'll, they'll be……….."
"You don't mean?"
"Yeah, I do. Suddenly I'm hoping Myotismon's castle will be extremely hard to get away from."
Koushiro stared glumly as Takeru grabbed Daisuke's hand and walked away from the laundry room.
"Shit, we were so close too."
Hikari smiled at him, "Don't worry, they'll be fine." She leaned up for him to kiss her, despite the childish sounds of the digimom, minus one Gatomon and Tentomon.
"I know but I still worry. Sorry Hikari but I have to….."
"……go after them, I understand Koushiro, listen try to keep those kids out of trouble. Gatomon and I will make sure these folk will get out of here safely.
"Thanks Hikari , but I want to go with Koushiro," said Demidevimon.
Helena looked at him, startled, "what for?"
The winged fur ball sighed.
"If I don't try soon to get Takeru to trust me, he never will. Besides. I know this castle like the back of my wings."
"Very well," said Hikari.
"Great, Koushiro, Tentomon, lets go before Daisuke and Takeru get themselves into trouble."
Hikari watched as the three left the room, making far less noise then the other two had. She had never known Takeru to be quite so reckless before. Probably it was being locked up in that tower.
"You're worried about them aren't you?"
Hikari looked down to see Helena looking expectantly up at her.
"Yeah, but I think I'm not the only one."
"What does that mean?"
"I'll tell you later, alright people. Follow Gatomon's lead. Remember to go slow. No point killing ourselves, is there?"
Red Vegimon was starting to see why Demidevimon had quit, the bastard had yelled at him for who knew how long. He huddled in a corner as a Mammothmon made a few tremors with his feet. Clutched in his vine like hands were two small objects, which he had taken the liberty of relieving Myotismon's bedroom of. Silly, small trinkets. He hadn't dared take anything bigger. All it was was a hunk of metal and a rather cheap looking necklace. There did seem to be something inscribed on it but his eyesight wasn't brilliant. Red Vegimon was sure it wouldn't be missed.
Jun Motomiya was cold, hungry and annoyed. So she was feeling fairly good. Osamu had prudently left the room after she'd suggested a few things to him. In fact he'd actually blushed a rather nice shade of pink and ran out of the room. She had laughed at the time, but she definitely would have liked it if he had stayed in the room.
Ah, for the blonde prince of her dreams.
She looked to the door as Osamu tiptoed in, looking like a bride going to the altar, and having worst case of cold feet possible.
"Oh, don't worry. I wasn't really interested in you, well not to a certain extent. Besides your not my type," she added offhand. She looked slyly at him to see if it had had an effect. It had.
"Not your type. I'll have you know plenty of girls like to date me. I even have a list."
"So, you may be theirs but you sure aint mine. Nah, what I want is someone blonde, good looking and into music. Though my brother would be nice."
"You miss him." It wasn't a question.
The girl sighed and leaned towards Osamu, who backed away a bit.
"Of course I do. We fight terribly but I still love him. Kind of like a reason to be here, to protect him. Like you do for Ken most likely. I just wish………….." she was cut of by a loud crackling noise. It seemed to be coming from Ken's room.
"Maybe it's the others," exclaimed Osamu as they raced towards the bedroom. Nobody was there. It was completely empty. Then Jun, noticed something on the screen. She nudged Osamu who looked down as well. On the screen, trying desperately to say something was a very distorted picture of a very old man.
Just what has Red Vegimon got?
And who is that man on the screen?
Will Jun manage to catch Osamu? Not that its that relevant!
Find out next time on Digimon: Digital Monsters
Authors notes: This is a "what if" fiction. It's basically about what may have happened if Myotismon had won, with only three, now four 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 8
Puppetmon was bored. He peered down from the safety of a treetop at the four travelling children, recently being accompanied by a Hawkmon and an Armadimon. After rather effectively making sure that all the televisions went "missing" the Dark masters had decided to wait for the others to get here. Then destroy them. Or as Piedmon had wanted to do, keep them as pets and let them watch as they took over both worlds. Puppetmon thought both plans had a lot of potential.
"Lord Puppetmon. Lord Piedmon has asked for your assistance, something about a spiral mountain." Puppetmon spun round, the sudden voice had almost made his loose his balance and he glared at the Kiwimon.
"Hey, you almost made me fall, that really makes me mad."
"Terribly sorry, but I had to………."
"I really don't like it when mon anger me, and mon that break the rules always have to be kicked out of the team."
The Kiwimon started to look scared; the viruses' seemingly innocent face was looking very much like the evil he carried inside his childlike image.
"No, no. I beg of you to spare me!"
Puppetmon smirked.
"Puppet Pummel!"
The champion disintegrated and Puppetmon watched as it moved towards Primary Village for its chance for rebirth.
Rebirth.
That meant that the annoying bird like creature would reappear. Once again being the annoyance to end all annoyances. Puppetmon glossed over the fact he had only seen him for about fifteen seconds. A creature like that couldn't be allowed to live again. Or any other creatures that may become an annoyance.
"Perhaps we should play with Primary Village first," sneered Puppetmon, as he leapt to the ground and went to their regular meeting place.
"I don't believe this," groaned Miyako, "where could they have gone to?"
"Perhaps my dear, they were only meant to take you to the digiworld. Now that is done, they have no purpose," supplied Hawkmon ruffling his feathers slightly. Sora looked down at her own digimon Biyomon who was shooting looks of spite at Hawkmon.
"I think someone is doing this on purpose," said Biyomon, not so much as though she thought that but to contradict that freakingly annoying bird.
"I think you may be right." The group stared at boy who had just spoke.
"What do you mean Ken," asked Sora.
"Well ever since I went to the digiworld I've had a strange feeling someone has been watching us. Anyway, just because Myotismon is ruling back home doesn't mean nobody else is willing to try to take over the digiworld," he spun around to face Sora, "you said that I had a purpose, that I would turn the tide. I think it's more than me just letting loose some digivices. Besides. Doesn't it suddenly get so cold then everything is all right. Like some dark evil was near than it went away, as if it were toying with us."
"Its probably something you ate Ken," laughed Miyako, "I'm sure it's nothing. Sides, who could be worse than Myotismon. Well except my old gym teacher that is. Do you agree with me guys?" Miyako was greeted with very reluctant faces.
"Well, really" she huffed. Sora put a comforting arm around her.
"We would like to believe you, but since we've come it's been relatively peaceful."
"And," said Ken, "that usually means a bad thing. What do you think Iori?" The small boy jumped at the sound of his name.
"Me, you want my opinion?"
"It's why I asked you. So?"
Iori frowned, narrowing his green eyes.
"I think something is up, and we should try to strike first before they strike us. My father was killed in the line of duty. That can't happen here, if whatever is out there attacks us first we may be in serious trouble."
Amardimon smiled, "I think you've banged the nail on its head Iori. Though those that mean they'll have the televisions."
Wormon nodded, "I think so, which means…….." he broke off suddenly.
"What, what?" whined Miyako.
Sora's face went a deathly white. "If they have the televisions then when the others come through……they'll, they'll be……….."
"You don't mean?"
"Yeah, I do. Suddenly I'm hoping Myotismon's castle will be extremely hard to get away from."
Koushiro stared glumly as Takeru grabbed Daisuke's hand and walked away from the laundry room.
"Shit, we were so close too."
Hikari smiled at him, "Don't worry, they'll be fine." She leaned up for him to kiss her, despite the childish sounds of the digimom, minus one Gatomon and Tentomon.
"I know but I still worry. Sorry Hikari but I have to….."
"……go after them, I understand Koushiro, listen try to keep those kids out of trouble. Gatomon and I will make sure these folk will get out of here safely.
"Thanks Hikari , but I want to go with Koushiro," said Demidevimon.
Helena looked at him, startled, "what for?"
The winged fur ball sighed.
"If I don't try soon to get Takeru to trust me, he never will. Besides. I know this castle like the back of my wings."
"Very well," said Hikari.
"Great, Koushiro, Tentomon, lets go before Daisuke and Takeru get themselves into trouble."
Hikari watched as the three left the room, making far less noise then the other two had. She had never known Takeru to be quite so reckless before. Probably it was being locked up in that tower.
"You're worried about them aren't you?"
Hikari looked down to see Helena looking expectantly up at her.
"Yeah, but I think I'm not the only one."
"What does that mean?"
"I'll tell you later, alright people. Follow Gatomon's lead. Remember to go slow. No point killing ourselves, is there?"
Red Vegimon was starting to see why Demidevimon had quit, the bastard had yelled at him for who knew how long. He huddled in a corner as a Mammothmon made a few tremors with his feet. Clutched in his vine like hands were two small objects, which he had taken the liberty of relieving Myotismon's bedroom of. Silly, small trinkets. He hadn't dared take anything bigger. All it was was a hunk of metal and a rather cheap looking necklace. There did seem to be something inscribed on it but his eyesight wasn't brilliant. Red Vegimon was sure it wouldn't be missed.
Jun Motomiya was cold, hungry and annoyed. So she was feeling fairly good. Osamu had prudently left the room after she'd suggested a few things to him. In fact he'd actually blushed a rather nice shade of pink and ran out of the room. She had laughed at the time, but she definitely would have liked it if he had stayed in the room.
Ah, for the blonde prince of her dreams.
She looked to the door as Osamu tiptoed in, looking like a bride going to the altar, and having worst case of cold feet possible.
"Oh, don't worry. I wasn't really interested in you, well not to a certain extent. Besides your not my type," she added offhand. She looked slyly at him to see if it had had an effect. It had.
"Not your type. I'll have you know plenty of girls like to date me. I even have a list."
"So, you may be theirs but you sure aint mine. Nah, what I want is someone blonde, good looking and into music. Though my brother would be nice."
"You miss him." It wasn't a question.
The girl sighed and leaned towards Osamu, who backed away a bit.
"Of course I do. We fight terribly but I still love him. Kind of like a reason to be here, to protect him. Like you do for Ken most likely. I just wish………….." she was cut of by a loud crackling noise. It seemed to be coming from Ken's room.
"Maybe it's the others," exclaimed Osamu as they raced towards the bedroom. Nobody was there. It was completely empty. Then Jun, noticed something on the screen. She nudged Osamu who looked down as well. On the screen, trying desperately to say something was a very distorted picture of a very old man.
Just what has Red Vegimon got?
And who is that man on the screen?
Will Jun manage to catch Osamu? Not that its that relevant!
Find out next time on Digimon: Digital Monsters