Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. I do own Phloem and Rime. Pixie Sugienna belongs to yamatos.girl, while Brian O'Conner and Magnus Dean belong to Fallen Angel. AlanAlectai owns Alan Aramyr Gerai. ChibiSora and SteelKnight own their respective characters, Relaina Michet and Sho Kania. PrincessKitty-Chan and I made Kurai Happatai a while ago. Tatsu Aquarius and Sakura Hikari belong to Tatsu-no-Houou.
Warnings: A small amount of violence and random silliness, especially in the akugi.
Note: This version of the chapter has edited out all shounen ai/yaoi because the author didn't like it. The original version was uploaded 7/25/02, and this version was uploaded on 7/26/02.
Curse words are starred out, except for the first letter.
Italics are thoughts, except for the following cases:
~*~Italics~*~ marks flashbacks.
--Italics-- marks dream sequences.
//Italics// marks telepathy.
"Italics" mark disembodied voices
Chapter 6: Secrets of the Past and PresentA splitting headache as Magnus woke up reminded him of why he only took the River as the last choice of transportation. He wasn't fully conscious yet and his eyes wouldn't follow his directions and open, but he could hear everything perfectly clear. He could tell that he was laying on something softer than just ground, and he could hear at four separate things moving around. Two people and two Digimon, he reasoned. They must of found us and decided to take care of us. Then he heard a fifth and sixth thing move, and both neighed.
He shot awake and backed away from the horses that were too close to him for his state of mind. One was almost standing on him. It was a cream-colored horse with a star marking on its forehead. On its back was a Salamon. "What are you scared of?" she wondered.
"I…don't…like…horses," he said with clenched teeth. "And you know that, too."
"Just because I'm a dog doesn't mean you have to growl at me," muttered the Digimon. "If it makes you feel any better, your Digimon is right behind you, but he's still sleeping. You're the first one up."
Phloem's Tapirmon, who was floating a few feet away near where his partner was sleeping, made a rude noise that really offended the Rookie Digimon.
"Hmph. Okay, you're the second, according to that fur brain over there." The little Digimon observed him closely. "If this keeps on happening to you," she said, meaning the unconsciousness, "why don't you stop using the River, Magnus?"
He was still nervous because of the horses. "I didn't really have a choice. Can you get those horses away from me?"
A fifteen-year-old girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and wearing a pair of black ninja slacks and a cream-colored tank top with only one strap came over to the horses. "Hello again, Magnus. You brought a large party with you this time."
The girl was Sakura Hikari, who had made herself an outcast to this system by becoming a wanderer. She was very skilled with the katana that was strapped onto her back. She traveled with her love interest, Tatsu Aquarius, her Salamon, and his Monodramon. They also had two horses: Hoshi (the cream-colored one) and Kage (the completely black one). Sakura and Tatsu had had many run-ins with Magnus before he was assigned to guard Brian.
"We haven't seen you lately. Did you finally realize that taking the River hurts?"
"I've known that for awhile. I'm now someone's bodyguard, so I didn't need to travel with the River."
"Ah." She nodded understandingly. "You must be friends with the person if you've been their bodyguard for so long. It's been about four years, hasn't it? I wouldn't of recognized you if it weren't for Guilmon. He's a very uncommon Digimon."
After a few moments of silence, Magnus noticed that a golden Digivice was wrapped around her wrist. "You have one, too," he said as he held up the wrist with the crimson Digivice hooked around it.
"Yes."
"Do you know why we were given them?"
A nod of the head signaled an affirmative. "We'll discuss it after sunset. The other Digidestined should be awake by then." She turned to go and carefully led the horses farther away from Magnus. He breathed a sigh of relief.
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Later that day…
The eleven Chosen Children sat on logs around a crackling campfire. They were eating a thick stew of wild herbs, fish, and plants that grew in the area. Everyone had contributed something to it; Rime had even found some wild mushrooms to add to it. Apparently, he had taken some survival courses with the Imperial Guards as well as fighting lessons. Kurai had disappeared for a while, too, but just before the stew had finished cooking he came back with a sack full of silverware and dishes. No one asked him where he had gotten the items.
While they ate, the thief carefully observed all of his companions under the guise of playing around with his black Digivice. At least it matches my outfit. He hadn't met people that treated him like an equal ever, and to be sitting and eating with at least seven Digimon and seven humans who couldn't care less whether he had a Digimon was coming as a shock. He couldn't tell how Sho felt about him being there, and Rime was also a mystery – though he hated Rime with all of his heart. It's because of people like him that I had to lead the life I did! However, he knew that Relaina hated him – but he had a feeling that she hated most of the world, so he was fine with that
His temper was aggravated by the way that everyone just accepted him with no questions asked, but he was also grateful. He had a couple of – secrets – that he didn't want anyone to find out about. Ever. He wanted to just stay Kurai Happatai, the mysterious thief. But in a group, the secrets might be spilled, one way or another. His secrets were only safe if he was cautious in his dealings with others, including his Digimon.
The thing that irritated Kurai the most was his Digimon, Tsukaimon. He got along so well with the Digimon, and they had hardly even met. The problem for him was that he didn't want to be friends with Tsukaimon, and he still couldn't forgive the Digimon for not finding him sooner. Maybe my life would have been that much easier. But it doesn't matter. He had always faired well enough on his own, and Tsukaimon and the Digivice told him that there would soon be new beginnings and endings for him. When he felt Relaina glaring at him over her food from the opposite side of the fire, he glared right back. Eventually she looked away.
Relaina herself was feeling uncomfortable with the world around her, especially because of the purple Digivice around her wrist. She had been told by powerful-sounding voices that the world she had been forced into was wrong. She knew that, but it made so many parts of her life so pointless.
Many people could not remember much from when they were little, but Relaina remembered perfectly from the time she met her first friend, Nina. Nina had been such a kind person, and she hadn't had a Digimon, either. Both of them got along well, and Relaina started being friendly to others. When she was four, she had found Gabumon wounded, cared for him until he was healed, and had ended up partnering with him, but Nina never found a partner. When Nina was five and they had taken her away, Relaina had followed and seen the soldiers kill her friend. Then Relaina had been chosen for the army, and she threw herself into her training so that she could forget.
Her hatred of the world had then provided safety from the rest of the world, and she did her best to ignore the strong feelings she had about justice and bigotry. She had done what she was told to do and nothing else. But now she realized that was wrong, and she felt lost and confused. To protect herself, she made her shield of hatred apparently grow stronger. She stared into the fire with mixed sorrow and hatred for the world she had grown up in showing. Gabumon put a paw sympathetically on her clenched fists, and she had to crack a small smile at her only friend in the world.
Guilmon pointed out the smile to Magnus, who was surprised that Relaina could even smile. The smile looked like a crack in a mask, and seeing the emotions in her eyes, he guessed that perhaps there was more to Relaina than hatred. Before he saw that, he hadn't been sure if he could trust Relaina. Now he knew that he could. He understood the type of sorrow she felt about the world around her.
The world did not treat Virus Digimon nicely, and they reacted to partners of Virus Digimon even more unkindly. His parents had been palace servants, and he had found out too late that a drunken Lady Fala was completely different from a sober one. Rime's mother had been on a Unimon, he remembered, when he had accidentally gotten in her way. She had made the Unimon try to crush him with his hooves, and his parents had quickly pushed him out of the way. Lady Fala had Unimon kill them with an attack, but Guilmon had protected him from Unimon's attack. Then he had been taken into the army to train as a bodyguard.
He had been assigned to Brian three or four years ago when he was around fourteen and Brian was around sixteen. After protecting his charge from an assassin's bullet that had been aimed to take out General O'Conner's son, he had fainted from blood loss. Only later had he discovered that General O'Conner had been killed and that his son had inherited the position. His mother had died of heartbreak soon after the father had died. Brian had also paid for Magnus to be well taken care of so that he could recover. Ever since then, he had been serving Brian as a bodyguard on his own free will to try to pay back Brian saving his life when he did not have to. Before, it had been an assignment, then a personal duty, and now it was out of friendship.
Friendship, Magnus decided, was a needed emotion in the world, and it could even inspire courage in cowards if the coward cared for the friend enough. And friendships were prevented as much as possible in the current society, yet Phloem had received that Crest. Perhaps this time around, Courage is not the Crest of the leader because it is not the most needed. What is needed was Friendship.
Brian was also reflecting on his white Digivice and its importance. He loved to be laid back in life, but he was serious. Magnus, Patamon, and Guilmon were probably some of the only people that realized that about him. He was a good general, and he knew that, even if people looked down on him for being a prankster and inheriting the position. The inheriting had only been allowed because the emperor had been a friend to his father, but the system was not supposed to work like that. It was unfair, he knew, but with his Digivice and the Crest of Hope, he wished to give the people of his country a vision of the end of that type of injustice. He knew that his parents would have been proud of him. He glanced at Pixie, and part of him wondered how she thought about him.
She caught the glance and winked cheekily back at him. He was always cheering everyone up with his endless pranks, and today, when everyone was so serious, she thought that he could use some cheering up himself. They smiled at each other before going back to eating their dinner.
After being talked to by the kind, but firm, voices, even Otamamon was unusually quiet. Idle chatter would have helped to distract them from the feeling of responsibility that was being held over everyone, but no one really wanted to talk. Everyone was deep in thought over what they could do to help the change go through, but Pixie thought that Rime was the key to all of this. With he current emperor slowly wasting away, Rime was the one with the most power. Even she didn't have as much political sway as he did – and frankly, she didn't want it. She was sure that many people did not want what positions they had, and it was her duty to make the lives of the people of her country better. Her pink Digivice was a symbol of the new power she had to do the right thing.
She glanced at Brian again, and she made a mental note to ask Rime to cancel the engagement. If she fell in love, she didn't want to cheat on him (even if she hated him) behind his back. He still held quite a bit of power, and it would not be a good thing to antagonize him.
Sho saw the way the princess was looking at the general and the way the general was looking back at the princess. Just because he didn't like being around people and had only casual relationships in his lifetime didn't mean that he didn't recognize what he saw. He had a feeling that the age gap in the two political figures' relationship would cause a scandal among the nobles, but that didn't really matter.
What did matter to him was that his ice blue Digivice would certainly help him do what he saw as his duty: to protect common people like him from any danger, whether it was human or Digimon. He was slightly worried about what others would do, but he had the feeling that they were a good bunch, even Relaina. Though she does act like she's permanently going through PMS… He was curious about what the Digivice was, as well as what it did. He finished his stew and set it on the ground.
"I heard that you two know who gave these things to us…?" he questioned Tatsu and Sakura.
Tatsu was almost six feet tall and an athletic-looking fifteen-year-old. Like Sakura, he wore black slacks and had a golden Digivice. He was also wearing a dark, mottled cloak and a deep blue shirt, open in the front with a Chinese dragon design on it. He had rugged black hair that was tied into a straight ponytail, and his eyes were emerald green. But though his eyes were hidden behind a blindfold, he seemed able to see perfectly. He was sitting the farthest away from the fire to the point where he was almost unnoticed.
He nodded in reply to Sho's question. "The guardians," he answered shortly.
Sakura elaborated, "The Digivices were given to us by the guardian Digimon of the Digital World. There are seven of them in all. In the North is Ebonwumon, the two-headed turtle. In the South is Zhuqiaomon, the phoenix. Baihumon, the white tiger, guards the West while the blue dragon, Quinlongmon or Azulongmon, guards the East.
"Then there are three holy Digimon who watch over everything: a pink, rabbit-like Digimon known as Kerpymon or Cherubimon, the female angel Orphanimon, and the male angel Seraphimon. The three holies each have a single Crest under them, but the guardians each have two Crests. The Crests are Courage, Love, Reliability, Friendship, Sincerity, Knowledge, Hope, Light, Kindness, Miracles, and Destiny."
Rime spoke for the first time since he had received the Digivice. "It's not just a Digivice; it also contains the power of the Crest in a CD," he explained. He pushed a button on it, and the top opened to reveal that his did contain a purplish CD with the Crest of Kindness inscribed on it.
"A Digital CD…" murmured Alan. CDs were rare in the current times because the technology used to make them was no longer so perfected. It had become harder to make some objects that had been everyday conveniences before the Realization, but other technologies, such as holographic screens, had become common. Most of the world still looked oddly outdated when compared to some of the technology available. At least missiles and nuclear warheads had become impossible to manufacture. But then again, no one had tried to regain those deadly technologies.
"It actually feels like a seed. Like it could grow into something," said Brian out of the blue. He earned many confusing stares.
"It does want to grow," agreed Phloem as he examined his. "It has emotions like it is alive, but mine only feels friendly with a need to be planted. It's a Digital Seed… a D-Seed." From that point on, everyone thought of them as D-Seeds. The name had stuck.
Kurai rolled his eyes. "What? Are these Crests just symbols of living parts of our world or something?"
"I think that they are," said Brian, and then he wondered how he knew that. He earned more stares, but Sakura and Tatsu seemed amused by their confusion.
"Most humans have special abilities, but most do not realize it. Brian seems to have empathy, or the ability to sense emotions."
Phloem silently queried Tapirmon. //Do I have something?//
//You know that you have telepathy, but it's only with me. You have empathy. What Brian has is something slightly different. He senses data in a way that lets him predict what something – whether living or not – is going to do or wants to do in the near future.//
"He doesn't have empathy," he told them aloud. "Tapirmon said that Brian can predict what something plans or wants to do." Sakura and Tatsu gave him a piercing look. "I am telepathic with Tapirmon, but I am an empath. What can you do, Miss Sakura?"
With a smile, she was suddenly a Renamon. Then she was back to Sakura, but with cat ears and a tail. Another transformation, and she was a peacock, and then a Floramon, before she went back to her regular human self.
"I can change my DDNA to whatever living thing that I want," she explained unnecessarily. "I'm a shape-shifter. But I can't use Digimon attacks, even if I can transform into a Digimon, and I can only double my strength in any transformation. Tatsu has a power, too. He can control any element, like earth, air, water, or fire, and he knows where everything is, even with his blindfold on." The conversation dropped off after that as the Digidestined thought about what these powers might mean if they had one.
I'm glad she didn't mention that thing, Tatsu thought gratefully. Only she and our Digimon know about it.
All of the Digimon, except for the two Tapirmon, had left to chat with each other and to see if the other humans in the group were trustworthy enough for their partners to be safe around. Both Tapirmon were also in the conversation telepathically. As he thought that, his usually shy Monodramon laughed at something Brian's Patamon had said to Alan's Veemon.
It's different with all of these people around. It makes me feel constricted, but maybe I can be friends with them. Sakura and I have wandered for so long. Maybe it is time for me to accept what I am and stop wandering. He looked at Sakura with worry hidden behind the white bandages that covered his eyes. I love her so much, and she's always been so kind to me, even if she knows what I am. Sakura turned to smile at him as he thought, She's always been so kind, even though I've never told her the whole truth, and she knows it…
Sakura knew she could guess what Tatsu was thinking. He's so stuck on his past, but he has a reason to be. He's never even told me all of it, but I can guess. I think that I know the reason he keeps his eyes and his left hand wrapped in bandages. Monodramon has a scar on his left hand. Sakura was very much in love with Tatsu, but neither told each other how they felt. If we change how this world is, maybe he will finally come out of his shell. Maybe people will finally accept him. Her eyes flicked across the people around the campfire. Alan was playing with a palm pilot.
Alan realized that he was probably one of the least noticed members of the group, but he had always been that. People saw how his Veemon acted and assumed that he was the same because he tried to be friends with everyone. But in this partnership, Veemon was the brawn and Alan was the brain. He also carried a palm pilot that let him access the Empire's News Network, or the ENN. He made sure to keep himself up-to-date on everything because he used his knowledge to help oppressed people.
With the help of other nobles like Brian, Alan had significantly decreased the death rate from starvation and disease in Sanctus by distributing needed medical supplies and food to the poorest members of the cities. Everyone had a job, of course, because everyone was assigned a job by the government. But some jobs the government assigned did not pay well, and some of the illegal establishments that Alan had sabotaged carefully and only with the help of Brian and Magnus had held evidence that they were supported by some of the higher officials. And that was one thing that definitely had to change, and he had a feeling that somehow the silver D-Seed would help.
Then as he came up to one report in particular, he quickly enlarged the holo-screen so that everyone could see it. "You might want to see this," he warned everyone. Then he played the news report he had downloaded from the ENN.
Two of the highest nobles, Lord and Lady Haven, were on the screen with their identical Piximon. They were all dressed in traditional mourning garb, and the staffs of the Piximon were wrapped in black. A news reporter spoke in the background.
"This afternoon, Emperor Starfrost died of heartbreak after hearing that his son, High Prince Rime, had been kidnapped by the fugitive ex-Imperial Guardsman, Phloem Greenhill. Lord and Lady Haven are filling in until he reappears.
"According to sources, Greenhill had been imprisoned for treasonous actions beforehand. Detectives say that Greenhill had displayed violent tendencies towards Rime before." Phloem snorted at that, even through his shock of at hearing of the Emperor's death. Rime had always been the one to attack him. A picture of Phloem appeared on the holo. "If you see Greenhill, please contact the Guard in your area immediately." Alan then turned off the report.
Everyone around the fire was in shock. None of them had ever thought that the emperor would just die so suddenly. And now Rime was officially the emperor. But Phloem was not shocked at that, but at something else.
My name is Phloem Greenhill. They never told me my full name, and they said I never needed to know it. I never remembered it because they told me I was repressing memories from before my fifth birthday. Now I can find my family. I remember that I loved them very much, and I was happy. I could meet my family. This is great! I'm a wanted criminal, but I don't care. I can find my family! But in his happiness, he was hit by a wave of remorse that was not his own.
Eyes wide, he turned to look at Rime. Rime was silently sobbing, and as Phloem watched, he got up and left. "He's feeling sorry for himself, the jerk," Phloem announced to no one in particular. "He's blaming himself, though that only makes it obvious how much he's changed. He used to beat up on me when he was very mad at anything." Phloem got up with a lopsided grin and followed Rime's trail.
"What are you going to do?" Kurai asked him curiously. Even Sakura was curious (as it was made obvious by neko-girl ears and tail twitching).
"Annoy him," he replied as he walked out of the clearing.
No one knew what to make of it, but Brian had another prediction. "We might need bandages when they get back, but hopefully there won't be anything broken."
There were a few wide-eyed blinks from various people. "It'll be that bad?" asked Alan.
"I think so."
That's when Kurai stood up. "This I have to see," he announced, and then he disappeared into thin air.
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Rime sat down sullenly on a large rock by one of the few streams in this area that did not have data covering it. It was very picturesque; there was even an unusually large willow tree that cast the area into shadow as the moon rose behind it. However, Rime was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery. His father had just died, and he knew that it was his fault. The newscaster had even said it. "…Died of heartbreak after hearing that his son…had been kidnapped…" He should've got a black D-Seed instead of a yellow one. It fit the amount of guilt he carried around.
"I'm a horrible person," Rime whispering to himself harshly. "I'm a cruel, manipulative, horrible person who has been taking advantage of his position and his family ever since…" he trailed off, remembering since when.
"Ever since your mother died and the darkness took that chance to take over you," Phloem interjected as he walked into the clearing with feline grace. Not one footfall made any sound.
"Shut up! You're the one who killed her!"
"No, I didn't, but I won't blame it on Tapirmon either. It was self-defense."
His opponent in this verbal match replied with a short, sarcastic laugh before saying, "Did you notice that all change seems to happen because you're there? Whether it's good or bad, you always seem to cause something to happen."
"I must be cursed," the younger man shot back. It threw Rime off balance.
"What?"
"I must be cursed," he repeated. "Haven't you heard of the ill wish that goes, 'May you have an interesting life,' or something like that?" Rime just glared, and Phloem breathed deeply while trying to think of something that would get him mad. "Or did you just sit in your rooms and mope all day, Your Royal Highness?" Now Phloem's empathy was kicking in with a bang. He could practically feel the anger rolling off of Rime. "Oh, are you getting angry? But aren't you just too mad at yourself because your dad died while you weren't there?"
"Don't you dare talk about my father!"
"And why not? He would've died if you were there or not! Everybody knows that he hated your guts, and he only did something you wanted if he was feeling particularly insane!" Phloem waited as the first punch landed, and then he fought back against the tall prince.
He thought he got in a good punch on the arm, but then Rime backhanded him across the face hard enough for him to taste blood. By this time they had knocked each other to the ground, and for the first time since Rime had become his rival, Rime was winning. As they continued to fight, Phloem's collection of scrapes and bruises became larger. At least one rock in the ground had somehow gotten in the path of Phloem's head and was leaving him dazed after each hit.
The fight ended with Phloem on the ground with his arms being held painfully behind his back. A knee was pressed agonizingly into his spine, but the fight had done its work and gotten Rime out of his depression. Phloem dearly hoped that all his forming bruises were worth it.
"You won," he said into the dirt. Exhausted, Rime fell back and dropped to the ground.
"I won," said Rime with disbelief. Phloem sat up and saw that Rime wasn't that much better off then himself. One of his eyes was already purpling, and an arm was dangling uselessly. "I can't believe I won." Then he glanced at Phloem. "You were right, you know it, and that's why you let me win," he said accusingly.
"No, that's why I started the fight," Phloem replied cheerfully. He felt much more like himself now that the prince wasn't depressed. It must be a side effect of having empathy. "Aren't you glad that I'm so self-sacrificing?"
He didn't have time to answer because surprised shouts were coming from the camp area. Both of them sat up in alarm and tried to figure out what was going on.
//Phloem! A Digimon is attacking!// Phloem's eyes widened and he began a full-out run for the camp. Rime was left alone and clueless about what was happening.
Kurai, who had been watching the scene from a treetop, had also seen blasts coming from the area near the campfire. He teleported once and landed near Rime and held out a hand to help the prince up. "I hate your guts," he informed the prince, "but I'm the quickest way for you to get back to the rest of the group. Something is attacking." Rime took the offered hand and stood up, and then Kurai teleported both of them back to the camp.
Tatsu was futilely trying to use mini-tornados and fireballs, controlled by his power, to hit a MetalMamemon. The other Digimon, which were all at Champion level except for the two Tapirmon and Tsukaimon, could not even touch it. Pixie's Veedramon's V-Nova Blast never got quite close enough, Growlmon could not reach it with his attacks, and even Brian's Angemon could not affect it.
The other Digimon were also trying their hardest. Sho's IceDevimon had not yet been able to reach it, and Alan's ExVeemon, Sakura's Gatomon, and Relaina's Garurumon were all having the same trouble. The Ultimate Digimon was just too fast for all of the Champions combined.
When Phloem reached the clearing, his D-Seed began to glow and Tapirmon easily Digivolved to Apemon. Rime's Tapirmon followed suit, and soon Sorcerymon's ice and water attacks were joining the futile efforts of the other Digimon. But because of Kurai's stubbornness and refusal to help, Tsukaimon had to Digivolve on his own. BlackGatomon joined the fray, but more of MetalMamemon's attacks were hitting then of all of the Digimon, so they were started to get badly worn out. One more Energetic Bomb from MetalMamemon would finish them off.
"It takes a lot of energy to Digivolve to Ultimate," Magnus said worriedly to Brian from where they watched the battle. "We might lose." Relaina also overheard the comment, but she had a hard time believing that they would lose then. If the MetalMamemon would just stay still, she was sure that the eleven Champions could defeat him.
She thought back to the abilities she had seen so far: Kurai's teleportation, telepathy and empathy from Phloem, prediction from Brian, shape-shifting and elemental manipulation from Sakura and Tatsu respectively. Maybe there was telekinesis, as well. She looked up at MetalMamemon, and then she told it silently to stop. A part of her that she hadn't known existed reached out and grabbed the DDNA that formed the Digimon, and it froze in place.
All at once, eleven different attacks from eleven different Champions converged on their target, and the MetalMamemon disappeared in a burst of data. The telekinesis had also drained Relaina's energy, so she was pale and trembling with exhaustion. "We won," she announced simply. Garurumon appeared at her side, and he supported her so that she could walk off to her bed.
"That was strange," Brian said.
Tatsu nodded. "Yes. I wonder what caused it to attack us."
"A piece of advice," said Kurai sheepishly as everyone turned to look at her. "Some nobles get grumpy when you steal from them, and they may send Digimon after you." She looked up at the fading cloud of data where MetalMamemon had been. "Very large, very powerful Digimon."
BlackGatomon smacked Kurai in the back of the head, which caused her partner to wince in pain. "We could've been killed because of a bunch of silverware!"
"So what? I have good table manners!"
The two began bickering and became oblivious to the rest of the world. Exasperated looks were shared throughout the Digidestined, and so was one thought.
"Why didn't he take his own advice?" asked Veemon who had been ExVeemon.
And that was one most intelligent questions Veemon had ever uttered in his life.
~TBC~
Akugi
BlackGatomon: We could've been killed because of a bunch of silverware!
Kurai: What?! You're a girl now?!
BlackGatomon: What wrong with that?
Kurai: Couldn't you just cross dress or something? Having a female Digimon will make me look bad. Guys usually don't have girly Digimon.
BlackGatomon: *extends her claws* I could fix that problem. It doesn't matter if you have a girl Digimon if you don't have guy parts, right?
Kurai: *blinks* Ah! Get this sick cat away from me! *runs away screaming* I don't need to be neutered! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
Chibigreen: *whacks BlackGatomon with a hammer* Bad kitty! I don't want PrincessKitty-Chan to kill me because of an akugi!
Rime: Heheheh. Dead Chibigreen… That sounds appealing.
Kurai: *sneaks up on Phloem with his own mallet and knocks him with it* Yes! *watches as Rime flies through the air from the strength of the hit* Unconscious Rime… That sounds appealing.
Rime: *holding sign that says "I'm not dead yet! (And Chibigreen doesn't own Monty Python and the Holy Grail!)"*
Phloem: Yes he is! *uses a black marker to make Rime's eyes X's*
Magnus: *walking with Guilmon, who is pulling a wooden cart* Okay, I'll take him. *loads Rime into the cart and clangs a gong* Bring out your dead!
Chibigreen's Notes: WAI!!!! ^___^ I'm so happy!!! ^___^ Why? Because people yelled at me in e-mails for not updating one of my Fushigi Yuugi stories (the next chapter was on another computer, so I couldn't update). ^___^ Why does that make me happy? Because I thought that my story was a Mary Sue, but people liked it enough to yell at me!!! SUGOI!!! ^___^ I'm in such a good mood today!!!
This announcement is a bit early because I am not close to finishing this story yet, but once I do finish (whenever that is) I already have three more Digimon stories planned. One is a crossover with Suikoden (the RPG for PlayStation), the other is a crossover with Fushigi Yuugi (the great and wonderful anime), and the third is my version of what happened when Tamers ended. But the most I'm writing are three stories at a time, so I'd have to finish my FY stories or this Digimon story before I start writing the other three.
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