A/N: HOLY SHIT I UPDATED! Sorry to anyone who has been waiting for this
for...um, I don't know, two months or something? I've been working on my
other story and kinda got rapped up in it. I had to go back and reread
everything I've done so far so I could remember just what the hell I was
trying to do. Well here is the new chapter enjoy.
I don't own anything to do with Digimon. Nor would I want too. I would never want my name attached to the 02 ending!
Chapter 8
A pair of deep brown eyes watched a young couple as they made their way towards the small outpost that he and his fellow negadestined had erected here on Server. The white Gatomon that was in the lead told the tail.
They were hope and light, the owner of those dark eyes and his lady's counterparts. The small snake that had wound its way around the holder of Hope's arm was unexpected however, as far as he had known hope was partnered with a Patamon. Unsure of this substitution the boy watched, and waited. His chance to strike would come.
*******
As it was Kari and TK had no idea they were being watched. They were asking questions from Serpentmon. He was very wise, or so it seemed to them, he spoke of the first war, and of the fights that he and Travis had waged over the course of their lifetimes. The two teens began to understand that Travis had been in the digital world for most of their lives, and with how much of a time difference they vaguely remembered from their first time here they new that to be far longer then the 19 years he looked.
That however brought up a question. How was it that he was only a rookie? Why wasn't he Balormon at all times? Gatomon had been the one to ask that question, only to have the snakes answer interrupted by her partners D- terminal. And the conversation was soon forgotten all together as the small white cat was knocked out cold by a sneak attack.
A sneak attack from a face from TK's nightmares, a face that he had hoped to never see again. The face of Devimon. And he wasn't alone, their standing just below the viral type digimon stood a boy all in black. His dark brown eyes seemed to bore deep into TK soul, all of it, the good and the bad. The light and the dark. It was then that the digimon decided to speak, and his words brought scant comfort.
"We meet again little one. I told your digimon that his sacrifice was all for nothing. I have returned, and you? You don't even have your partner any longer. But do not fret my old nemeses, I shall enjoy killing you as much now as I would have all those years ago."
******* Ken stumbled his way to the hill that Davis was resting on. The digimentals of Kindness lie there, he had been surprised by its discovery so soon, and that surprise had only intensified as the other digimentals were also found in such a short time. This was going far to well for it to last. Or for it to not have some rather nasty hitch.
The black headed young man crested the hill only to find his best-friend locked in mortal combat with the digimon under the control of another child. ExVeemon was fighting valiantly against the IceDevimon that had been set against it but was being beat back. Ken's hand reached for the half buried egg.
At his touch a rich white light blasted up around him, infusing him. And suddenly, his crest began to glow. That part of him that had been missing for years had returned, he was whole once more, but his kindness wasn't that of a young child who did not know the horrors of this world or the real. And as such the one attacking his friend would not be privy to it.
"Wormmon?"
"Ready Ken." Was the reply the small digimon gave, and to that answer his partner only smiled. And then the sky light up.
"Wormmon digivolve too, Stingmon! Stingmon digivolve too... DINOBEEMON!" And then the large odd looking viral type digimon took the fight to the one hurting his friend with an attack that lived up to its name. "Irritant Buzz!"
And after that opening attack ExVeemon took a much needed brake. His partner's attention however was not on the fight, or on his weary digimon. No, Davis' eyes were only for the digimental that had, from the beginning, been calling to him, only now its call was a sirens song that he could no longer ignore. His hand touched it and it came loose just as his digimon reverted back to rookie.
It was time.
"Digi-armor energize!"
"Veemon armor digivolve too..."
*******
Yolie spared Willis a glare, he was supposed to be trying to see if the digimental that corresponded with his crest would react to his touch, but he was too busy playing with his new spear instead. She could feel the veins popping out of her forehead as she valiantly fought her rising temper. She could hear him mumbling something to himself but she couldn't make it out.
And to think she had thought he was cute at one time. As if! She was about ready to just try the damn this out herself and screw convention, the only ones it had ever worked for anywise when it worked in tandem to their crests were TK and Kari anywise so would it really matter?
She had just reached her decision to just go for it, after all the worse thing that could happen was that it didn't budge right? When Willis flew out of no were and tackled her to the ground, the digitama mere inches away. Her squeak of protest was lost however in the rumble of the explosion that erupted just three feet away.
As Willis rolled off her, Yolie's eyes widened as she took in the sight of her attackers. An Endigomon like Willis' and a type she had never seen before, but it looked a lot like a oddly shaped computer chip.
Willis' sharp intake of breath, and a spat out name that sounded like "Chrysalimon!" seemed to imply he knew just what that thing was. And it conveyed the fact that he didn't like it much rather wall at the same time. The spear in his hands burned with a red fire, before it entered into his crest, infusing it with a slight red glow. His growled out "Lets do this." Was all the warning she had before both of his digimon joined the fray as champions.
Their was but one difference in though. Willis' Endigomon wasn't Endigomon. Now it called itself Wendigomon and it took the fight to its dopelgamer.
As the chaos rained down about that portion of the digital world, one young women's hand reached out for a small egg shaped object that bore the crest of destiny...
*********
Cody sighed just a bit as his crested one last hill. The digitama of honor should be around here somewhere and with out Michael for him to partner up with he had become separated from the group. Armadillomon was by his side but both of them were rather uncomfortable being out there on their own. But it needed to be done, and he was the reliable one of his group, so here they were.
With no older Digidestined to hold him back Cody reached for the small egg the moment he found it. The red blast of light that engulfed him however he was far from prepared for. Their was such a sense that this light was just plane wrong that he almost let go. Right before it was to much for the boy to handle, the light turned in to a beautful green and his D-terminal started to glow...
I don't own anything to do with Digimon. Nor would I want too. I would never want my name attached to the 02 ending!
Chapter 8
A pair of deep brown eyes watched a young couple as they made their way towards the small outpost that he and his fellow negadestined had erected here on Server. The white Gatomon that was in the lead told the tail.
They were hope and light, the owner of those dark eyes and his lady's counterparts. The small snake that had wound its way around the holder of Hope's arm was unexpected however, as far as he had known hope was partnered with a Patamon. Unsure of this substitution the boy watched, and waited. His chance to strike would come.
*******
As it was Kari and TK had no idea they were being watched. They were asking questions from Serpentmon. He was very wise, or so it seemed to them, he spoke of the first war, and of the fights that he and Travis had waged over the course of their lifetimes. The two teens began to understand that Travis had been in the digital world for most of their lives, and with how much of a time difference they vaguely remembered from their first time here they new that to be far longer then the 19 years he looked.
That however brought up a question. How was it that he was only a rookie? Why wasn't he Balormon at all times? Gatomon had been the one to ask that question, only to have the snakes answer interrupted by her partners D- terminal. And the conversation was soon forgotten all together as the small white cat was knocked out cold by a sneak attack.
A sneak attack from a face from TK's nightmares, a face that he had hoped to never see again. The face of Devimon. And he wasn't alone, their standing just below the viral type digimon stood a boy all in black. His dark brown eyes seemed to bore deep into TK soul, all of it, the good and the bad. The light and the dark. It was then that the digimon decided to speak, and his words brought scant comfort.
"We meet again little one. I told your digimon that his sacrifice was all for nothing. I have returned, and you? You don't even have your partner any longer. But do not fret my old nemeses, I shall enjoy killing you as much now as I would have all those years ago."
******* Ken stumbled his way to the hill that Davis was resting on. The digimentals of Kindness lie there, he had been surprised by its discovery so soon, and that surprise had only intensified as the other digimentals were also found in such a short time. This was going far to well for it to last. Or for it to not have some rather nasty hitch.
The black headed young man crested the hill only to find his best-friend locked in mortal combat with the digimon under the control of another child. ExVeemon was fighting valiantly against the IceDevimon that had been set against it but was being beat back. Ken's hand reached for the half buried egg.
At his touch a rich white light blasted up around him, infusing him. And suddenly, his crest began to glow. That part of him that had been missing for years had returned, he was whole once more, but his kindness wasn't that of a young child who did not know the horrors of this world or the real. And as such the one attacking his friend would not be privy to it.
"Wormmon?"
"Ready Ken." Was the reply the small digimon gave, and to that answer his partner only smiled. And then the sky light up.
"Wormmon digivolve too, Stingmon! Stingmon digivolve too... DINOBEEMON!" And then the large odd looking viral type digimon took the fight to the one hurting his friend with an attack that lived up to its name. "Irritant Buzz!"
And after that opening attack ExVeemon took a much needed brake. His partner's attention however was not on the fight, or on his weary digimon. No, Davis' eyes were only for the digimental that had, from the beginning, been calling to him, only now its call was a sirens song that he could no longer ignore. His hand touched it and it came loose just as his digimon reverted back to rookie.
It was time.
"Digi-armor energize!"
"Veemon armor digivolve too..."
*******
Yolie spared Willis a glare, he was supposed to be trying to see if the digimental that corresponded with his crest would react to his touch, but he was too busy playing with his new spear instead. She could feel the veins popping out of her forehead as she valiantly fought her rising temper. She could hear him mumbling something to himself but she couldn't make it out.
And to think she had thought he was cute at one time. As if! She was about ready to just try the damn this out herself and screw convention, the only ones it had ever worked for anywise when it worked in tandem to their crests were TK and Kari anywise so would it really matter?
She had just reached her decision to just go for it, after all the worse thing that could happen was that it didn't budge right? When Willis flew out of no were and tackled her to the ground, the digitama mere inches away. Her squeak of protest was lost however in the rumble of the explosion that erupted just three feet away.
As Willis rolled off her, Yolie's eyes widened as she took in the sight of her attackers. An Endigomon like Willis' and a type she had never seen before, but it looked a lot like a oddly shaped computer chip.
Willis' sharp intake of breath, and a spat out name that sounded like "Chrysalimon!" seemed to imply he knew just what that thing was. And it conveyed the fact that he didn't like it much rather wall at the same time. The spear in his hands burned with a red fire, before it entered into his crest, infusing it with a slight red glow. His growled out "Lets do this." Was all the warning she had before both of his digimon joined the fray as champions.
Their was but one difference in though. Willis' Endigomon wasn't Endigomon. Now it called itself Wendigomon and it took the fight to its dopelgamer.
As the chaos rained down about that portion of the digital world, one young women's hand reached out for a small egg shaped object that bore the crest of destiny...
*********
Cody sighed just a bit as his crested one last hill. The digitama of honor should be around here somewhere and with out Michael for him to partner up with he had become separated from the group. Armadillomon was by his side but both of them were rather uncomfortable being out there on their own. But it needed to be done, and he was the reliable one of his group, so here they were.
With no older Digidestined to hold him back Cody reached for the small egg the moment he found it. The red blast of light that engulfed him however he was far from prepared for. Their was such a sense that this light was just plane wrong that he almost let go. Right before it was to much for the boy to handle, the light turned in to a beautful green and his D-terminal started to glow...