All right, I put some back story in there. I always thought the Dark
Masters went down way too fast, they had taken down the Digital Gods and
yet they died to two normal Mega's and Piedmon the most powerful was killed
by the attack of an Ultimate... I mean damn...
However they had the power to change the digital world, literally, so I've decided to show that power in Travis' memories.
*******
Ok, I don't know if you've all done this yet but just in case you haven't seen it here it is. If you feel as I do about the NC-17 ban please go to
http://www.PetitionOnline.com/KEEPNC17/
And let people know that we wish to keep NC-17 alive and active on this sight. I don't understand why this happened in the first place, it seems like some parents don't want to take the time and be parents and so whish to punish those of us who can read such things legally. If a underage child clicks the button saying they are 17 or over and they are not, it isn't the sights fault nor is it the authors fault, its the kids. People need to remember that
Ok I'm done ranting, I just don't like it that now that I'm 19 and can do what I want to do some stranger is going to try to take it away from me.
*******
Don't own anything but Travis, the snake, Sara and co. and all their crests. But seeing as its a common theme I can't really, nor do I wish to, clam them. And as always if you wish to use any of my people or my world, go ahead. Give me a footnote or something and an e-mail so I can see what ya do with 'em and I'll be happy.
Chapter 5
Michael was walking. He didn't have any destination in mind, he was simply walking. His digimon was staying at its champion level, an odd occurrence but one that the holder of Honor didn't seem to even notice.
He simply walked, and thought, and remembered. But most of all he damned himself for being a fool. A fool who couldn't see what he was walking into, a fool who believed a girls smiles and giggles. A fool who had... had... STABED a hand that offered friendship...
Yes that was what he was, a damned prideful fool. A prideful fool with a sword. He still didn't have a clue were it had come from, nor were the skill to use it had either. And now it had retreated into his crest, a crest that was glowing an dark, *very* dark red.
A red that was almost black... like dried blood.
As that thought stuck him, the young New Yorker was almost sick. The red just seemed wrong. It wasn't the color that his crest was supposed to be. He didn't know how he knew that he just did. It was supposed to be... supposed to be...
"AAAAAAAHHHH!"
The boy fell to his knees as a white hot fang suddenly jammed its way into his mind. The pain was eminence. But just as quickly as it hit him it faded. Leaving him weak and sobbing but otherwise unharmed.
His digimon quickly coiled around him. The sea-serpent new the chances that nothing had heard his friend's scream were slime. And although a powerful digimon, so far from water he was much weaker the he would ever like to be.
Too bad for him, he was right. A DarkTyrannomon appeared on the horizon coming towards them at a run. The Viral type digimon would be a fight. And with Michael in such bad shape for some reason. It would also be a fight he could not loose.
"Ice Blast!" as the blue jet erupted from the data types mouth he moved quickly away from his partner, hoping to distract the Dinosaur from the easier pray his partner would provide. The black T-rex's tail was hit directly with the attack, freezing it solid and throwing off his targets balance.
The DarkTyrannomon nearly tripped over its own feet, but stumbled to a halt and retaliated in kind. "Fire Blast!" the fiery projectile forced Seadramon to twist in the air to dodge it. Thus the viral type digimon bought a few more precious secants to free his tall from its icy prison.
"Iron Tail!" the small hill behind the large dinosaur never stood a chance. It was reduced to rubble with a single slam of the dinosaur's mighty tail. Michael was covered in a shower of dirt, dust and ice shards as he slowly regained his feet. He watched in horror as his antagonists next attack blasted his last remaining friend into the ground.
The DarkTyrannomon followed up on his advantage and started pulverizing the aria that the sea-serpent had crashed into with fire blasts. The dust cloud was impressive and lingered for nearly a minuet and a half before fully clearing.
As the dust settled it reviled... nothing...
Absolutely nothing. Michael started in growing horror as the remaining digimon turned to fix its glowing red gaze upon him. Michael couldn't see his imminent death however, his eyes had filled with tears at the loss of his best friend and partner. As the virus type approached to finish him off the teenaged boy sobbed. A sob that broke off suddenly as he heard something he never thought he would again just a minuet ago.
"Hard Rain!" the attack staggered the dinosaur and Michael sprang to his feet, his normally serious manor forgotten in the light of his friends continued existence. The "Ice Blast!" that followed up Seadramon's initial attack forced their opponent to his knees. But then something happened, something that neither Michael nor Seadramon had ever seen before.
The digivolution of a wild digimon.
"DarkTyrannomon digivolve too... MetalTyrannomon!"
The massive Android type digimon stared down at his two foes, and in his eyes Michael saw his death. And for possibly only the secant time in his life, Michael knew true fear. A deep horrible fear, that seemed to gnawed at his gut.
And then there was nothing but a horrible red light...
*******
Davis glanced down at his digivice once again. Their SEEMED to be a digi- egg right around here but he couldn't see the stupid thing. The rest of his group was scouring the zone around him, and non of them had been able to find it yet.
He didn't really know what to expect. The digi-eggs of Faith, Honor, Kindness and Destiny...
What would they do? Who would get them and just how powerful would they be? He had two experiences with the power of a golden digi-egg. Angewomon saying that she and Angemon weren't strong enough to take down Willis' corrupted partner had always sounded in his head.
Had she mente that the golden armors were stronger then Mega? Or had she simply known that to win both Veemon and Terriermon would have to go inside that monstrosity to win? That the ability for Armor types to absorb more damage would be what it would take?
He normally didn't think much, that was what Izzy and Cody and yes even Yolie were for. He made a plan and then made it work or, as was more then often the case, made something work without a plan in the first place. That was what he excelled at. He was a miracle worker, the winner of hopeless battles.
As he took one last look around and then back at his digivice he came to the conclusion that this may well be yet another such battle. Both trying to find this elusive digimentel and figuring out this argument he was having with himself.
Finely completely frustrated with, well everything. Tai leaving, Travis getting kidnapped, Kari... everything. He kicked a poor unoffending rock and nearly fell off the hill he was standing on as it glowed at him in response to this rather ungentle greeting.
Blinking in surprise he looked into the hole that had been left behind once that said rock had shimmered out of existence. Sitting there, happy as you please, was a digi-egg. One with the crest of kindness sitting right on its top.
Pulling out his D-terminal he quickly sent everybody notice of his discovery. Ken had first shot, but something, something deep in his gut, told him it was his for the tacking.
And that is was part of something else. Something he that he couldn't help for feel he wasn't quite ready for.
However they had the power to change the digital world, literally, so I've decided to show that power in Travis' memories.
*******
Ok, I don't know if you've all done this yet but just in case you haven't seen it here it is. If you feel as I do about the NC-17 ban please go to
http://www.PetitionOnline.com/KEEPNC17/
And let people know that we wish to keep NC-17 alive and active on this sight. I don't understand why this happened in the first place, it seems like some parents don't want to take the time and be parents and so whish to punish those of us who can read such things legally. If a underage child clicks the button saying they are 17 or over and they are not, it isn't the sights fault nor is it the authors fault, its the kids. People need to remember that
Ok I'm done ranting, I just don't like it that now that I'm 19 and can do what I want to do some stranger is going to try to take it away from me.
*******
Don't own anything but Travis, the snake, Sara and co. and all their crests. But seeing as its a common theme I can't really, nor do I wish to, clam them. And as always if you wish to use any of my people or my world, go ahead. Give me a footnote or something and an e-mail so I can see what ya do with 'em and I'll be happy.
Chapter 5
Michael was walking. He didn't have any destination in mind, he was simply walking. His digimon was staying at its champion level, an odd occurrence but one that the holder of Honor didn't seem to even notice.
He simply walked, and thought, and remembered. But most of all he damned himself for being a fool. A fool who couldn't see what he was walking into, a fool who believed a girls smiles and giggles. A fool who had... had... STABED a hand that offered friendship...
Yes that was what he was, a damned prideful fool. A prideful fool with a sword. He still didn't have a clue were it had come from, nor were the skill to use it had either. And now it had retreated into his crest, a crest that was glowing an dark, *very* dark red.
A red that was almost black... like dried blood.
As that thought stuck him, the young New Yorker was almost sick. The red just seemed wrong. It wasn't the color that his crest was supposed to be. He didn't know how he knew that he just did. It was supposed to be... supposed to be...
"AAAAAAAHHHH!"
The boy fell to his knees as a white hot fang suddenly jammed its way into his mind. The pain was eminence. But just as quickly as it hit him it faded. Leaving him weak and sobbing but otherwise unharmed.
His digimon quickly coiled around him. The sea-serpent new the chances that nothing had heard his friend's scream were slime. And although a powerful digimon, so far from water he was much weaker the he would ever like to be.
Too bad for him, he was right. A DarkTyrannomon appeared on the horizon coming towards them at a run. The Viral type digimon would be a fight. And with Michael in such bad shape for some reason. It would also be a fight he could not loose.
"Ice Blast!" as the blue jet erupted from the data types mouth he moved quickly away from his partner, hoping to distract the Dinosaur from the easier pray his partner would provide. The black T-rex's tail was hit directly with the attack, freezing it solid and throwing off his targets balance.
The DarkTyrannomon nearly tripped over its own feet, but stumbled to a halt and retaliated in kind. "Fire Blast!" the fiery projectile forced Seadramon to twist in the air to dodge it. Thus the viral type digimon bought a few more precious secants to free his tall from its icy prison.
"Iron Tail!" the small hill behind the large dinosaur never stood a chance. It was reduced to rubble with a single slam of the dinosaur's mighty tail. Michael was covered in a shower of dirt, dust and ice shards as he slowly regained his feet. He watched in horror as his antagonists next attack blasted his last remaining friend into the ground.
The DarkTyrannomon followed up on his advantage and started pulverizing the aria that the sea-serpent had crashed into with fire blasts. The dust cloud was impressive and lingered for nearly a minuet and a half before fully clearing.
As the dust settled it reviled... nothing...
Absolutely nothing. Michael started in growing horror as the remaining digimon turned to fix its glowing red gaze upon him. Michael couldn't see his imminent death however, his eyes had filled with tears at the loss of his best friend and partner. As the virus type approached to finish him off the teenaged boy sobbed. A sob that broke off suddenly as he heard something he never thought he would again just a minuet ago.
"Hard Rain!" the attack staggered the dinosaur and Michael sprang to his feet, his normally serious manor forgotten in the light of his friends continued existence. The "Ice Blast!" that followed up Seadramon's initial attack forced their opponent to his knees. But then something happened, something that neither Michael nor Seadramon had ever seen before.
The digivolution of a wild digimon.
"DarkTyrannomon digivolve too... MetalTyrannomon!"
The massive Android type digimon stared down at his two foes, and in his eyes Michael saw his death. And for possibly only the secant time in his life, Michael knew true fear. A deep horrible fear, that seemed to gnawed at his gut.
And then there was nothing but a horrible red light...
*******
Davis glanced down at his digivice once again. Their SEEMED to be a digi- egg right around here but he couldn't see the stupid thing. The rest of his group was scouring the zone around him, and non of them had been able to find it yet.
He didn't really know what to expect. The digi-eggs of Faith, Honor, Kindness and Destiny...
What would they do? Who would get them and just how powerful would they be? He had two experiences with the power of a golden digi-egg. Angewomon saying that she and Angemon weren't strong enough to take down Willis' corrupted partner had always sounded in his head.
Had she mente that the golden armors were stronger then Mega? Or had she simply known that to win both Veemon and Terriermon would have to go inside that monstrosity to win? That the ability for Armor types to absorb more damage would be what it would take?
He normally didn't think much, that was what Izzy and Cody and yes even Yolie were for. He made a plan and then made it work or, as was more then often the case, made something work without a plan in the first place. That was what he excelled at. He was a miracle worker, the winner of hopeless battles.
As he took one last look around and then back at his digivice he came to the conclusion that this may well be yet another such battle. Both trying to find this elusive digimentel and figuring out this argument he was having with himself.
Finely completely frustrated with, well everything. Tai leaving, Travis getting kidnapped, Kari... everything. He kicked a poor unoffending rock and nearly fell off the hill he was standing on as it glowed at him in response to this rather ungentle greeting.
Blinking in surprise he looked into the hole that had been left behind once that said rock had shimmered out of existence. Sitting there, happy as you please, was a digi-egg. One with the crest of kindness sitting right on its top.
Pulling out his D-terminal he quickly sent everybody notice of his discovery. Ken had first shot, but something, something deep in his gut, told him it was his for the tacking.
And that is was part of something else. Something he that he couldn't help for feel he wasn't quite ready for.