The Powers Within: Victory of Stone

by Creedogmon

edited by Godeerc VanDrey

Category: Digimon

Genre: General, Fantasy

Rating: PG

Language: English

Summery: Daniel Ponille gets his power. He finds himself in the DigiWorld with two others. Same story.

A/N: There is actually a fold in this story. I'm slowly working more and more plot into these fics. By the time I'm finished with the entire series, it will be a lot better. Trust me.


Chapter 3: Victory of Stone

Daniel moans. He opens his eyes, seeing nothing but blurriness and feeling only dirt. When things finally come into focus, he looks around. Where the heck am I?, he thinks. Ten feet away, he sees a girl lying on the ground: Jessica Williams. He walks over and shakes her, "Jessica, you okay?"

She also moans, "Daniel? What happened?"

Daniel shakes his head, "I don't know. All I remember is this walkie-talkie thing. Then glowing… a flash, then here."

"Yeah, me too," she says, "Verbatim, in fact. Wait, you had a walkie-talkie thing too?" as she pulls it out from her pocket.

"This tan thing? It looks like a video game," holding it up.

"Tan? Mine's kind of purplish," she comments, showing hers.

Daniel and Jessica look to the sky. They see the sun. Then, something shoots across the sky and lands nearby. It looked like a green comet. When it crashes, the two run over. Exchanging glances, they run toward the impact site.

"Daniel, I don't see anything,"

"Wait, I'm looking over here... Jessica, over here! Look, it's Matt Jacobs." He kneels down beside Matt and Jessica joins him. Daniel shakes him, "Matt, Matt, can you hear me?" Matt comes to. Daniel looks up, listening.

'So, Champion, have you finally arrived?'

"Whoa, did you hear that?" he asks.

"Heard what?" Jessica asks, intent on Matt.

"I don't hear anything but the ringing in my ears," Matt said shaking his head as he sits up, "By the way, where are we? I thought it might be a good question to ask since I don't know."

"We don't know either," Jessica explains, her voice strained, "All we remember is these walkie-talkies falling from the sky…"

"This thing?" Matt says, showing his green-padded device.

'Great and mighty, are you? The best? You are nothing here. There's nothing you can do here. And your friends lives are at stake, too.'

Daniel looks to the right and left as Matt and Jessica discuss their arrival. The voice was female: soothing but cunning. He is distracted, but Matt rouses him, "Yo, man, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just hearing voices,"

"And James thought I was crazy with the sky falling,"

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Daniel picks up a small stone, drops it on his foot and kicks it back into his hand, and throws it.

Matt walks up on him, "How's it going?"

"I'm stuck in a place that I don't know with no civilization in sight without any food."

"Look at the bright side."

"What bright side?" Daniel throws another rock.

"You've still got me!" Matt jokes, opening his arms.

Daniel feigns throwing a rock at him, and then throws it at a tree. It hits the trunk and bounces back. Daniel catches it right before it hits Jessica on the head.

"Whoa. Good catch. Why aren't you goalie when we play soccer?"

Daniel stomps on the ground, bouncing up a rock, and kicks it, hard. It lands squarely in a hole in the tree.

Jessica smiles, "Oh yeah. That's why."

Daniel throws a rock at the tree, hitting it again.

Matt, "That's two in a row. So, when you play baseball, why aren't you pitcher?"

With an unusually loud whoosh, Jessica launches a rock toward the tree, knocking down several fruits.

Daniels smiles, "That's why."

Matt picks up a fruit and asks, "Think it's edible?"

Daniel shakes his head, "I wouldn't risk it. Does it look like an edible fruit?"

Matt rolls his eyes, "It looks like something out of a Dr. Seuss book." Indeed, the fruit is an odd bluish color. He hits against his thigh, trying to open it up. Daniel walks up to him, "Good show, my boy. With that, he grabs one of the fruits and sharply hits it against his thigh, and the fruit breaks along its fault lines. Jessica dips her pinkie in and tastes the juices, cringing, "Takes like sour apple,"

Matt audaciously takes a bite out of the fruit, puts on a pensive face. "Jessie, I think you're right," and he spits it out.

Suddenly, a rustle in the brush is heard. Daniel grabs Matt and holds him mouth shut. He puts his finger to his lips and shifts his eyes. He starts to back up toward a tree, and Jessica does likewise, in another direction. Another rustling is heard, this time, from behind Jessica, whose eyes widen and skin pales. She starts to tiptoe forward, but screams. She has good reason; a cat is suddenly in her arms, standing erect and poised to attack, its back to Jessica, who now faces the grass she was backing towards.

Out of the bushes comes a black figure. A panther-like animal, but with iron cuff around her neck, ankles, and tail. Two long, black spikes protrude from her shoulders and reach to the length of her back. And it speaks, "Here, Gatomon, Gatomon. Here kitty, kitty."

Jessica shrieks, "It talked, the panther talked," She nearly faints when the Gatomon in her arms talks back, "I've had enough, Begeramon, Lightning Claw." As the cat slashes, energy emits from her gloved paws.

"I don't think so," replies Begeramon calmly, "Leaping Strike," The panther leaps into the air, strikes the Gatomon, and sends her into the brush far away. Daniel exhales hard. He knows that voice. It was the same one mocking him just hours ago. Begeramon jumps again, this time at Daniel, "Champion," she purrs, pouncing on the tan-haired boy. Daniel falls with the force, but uses the momentum to launch the large cat off of him.

"Good move, Champion, but can you handle this?!" She pounces again, claws flared. Daniel, his pupils shrinking to small dots in fields of airy blue, closes his eyes, grabs the paws of the panther, and tries to throw her down. Unsuccessful, he stumbles, landing the cat near him.

Enraged, Begeramon, slashes his face. Daniel doesn't react, only emitting a defeated moan. She slashes his opposite shoulder. Daniel rolls, but gets a good kick to Begeramon's face. She slashes at him again, but he claws strike a brown, translucent dome that now surround the unconscious Daniel.

He regains consciousness. He starts to glow with a tan light. When the light subsides, a new person emerges. Daniel's skin is now deeply tanned and hardened. His wounds have healed, leaving only scars. His hair is a muddy brown color. A cloud of dust encircles him inside the dome, floating to the ground around him.

Begeramon, frightened, leaps to attack him. Daniel swings his arm hard, pounding into the panther. It emits a bone-crushing sound, as if the panther had been hit by a stone club. Begeramon begins to run, but is stopped by a wall of rock rising from the earth. She scrambles, trying to get around it, but is blocked every time by a new uprising of rock. Giving up, she poises herself in an attacking position.

Daniel laughs heavily, "No, Begeramon, you were wrong before. I am not nothing. I am strong, rock-solid, like the earth you stand upon. You dared to mess with that virtue, and the price is defeat. Feel the wrath of the Champion." A golden glow emits from his chest; a small tab inserts itself into the holder.

As Daniel glows again, he outstretches his arms within his aura of a sandstorm. "Victory of Stone!" he bellows, his voice firm and loud. A sandstorm forms around him, picking up even some smallish rocks, building to a climax before it lunges forwards at the panther-like creature. This storm strikes Begeramon. She doubles over, screaming, barely visible in the sandstorm. When the storm quiets, a stone statue remains.

Daniel lowers his arms, still glowing, and collapses to the ground.

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Daniel wakes up, feeling comparable to the way he did when he first entered this strange world. "Jessica, he's coming to!" Matt calls excitingly. Daniel looks up. It's late in the afternoon. The sun has moved.

"Dude, what happened?" Daniel asks, breathing deeply.

"I don't know. You all of a sudden were glowing and you had the dome around you."

"Yeah, I remember that. What happened to what's-her-face...? Begeramon?."

Jessica chimes in, "I don't know. I think you turned her to stone."

"The whole Medusa thing?"

She smiles, "Yeah, and oh yeah, your hair. Whoa, Matt, look at his eyes."

"Huh? Guy?"

Matt comments to him, "You've got this piece of hair just hanging there. It's brown, mud brown. And your eyes —we just noticed them— they're still blue, but they have specks of tan in them, and there's a tan ring around each one. Whatever happened to you, or whatever you did, it did stuff to your appearance."

"What's this thing?" Jessica asks, holding up the golden pendent around his neck.

"It's a tag and crest," Daniel mutters mindlessly.

Matt remarks, confused, "Wha....? How'd you know?"

"I'm not sure. I just know, as if I just remembered or something. Sounds crazy, I know."

"Look at the pretty emblem inside," Jessica comments, admiring it.

The inside tab is tan-colored. The symbol is a circle, with three long pointed triangles pointing downward from the circle, with an elongated dart shape seated atop the circle. "The Crest of Ascendancy," Daniel says, looking at it.

"Remembered again?" Matt asked.

Daniel just nods. He feels different. Full of the glory like the kind he gets when he wins a soccer game. He feels powerful, his strength well focused, omnipotent even. He picks up a rock on the ground. Standing up his bounces it on his shoe a couple of times before returning it to his hand. He feels the rock's hardness and it reminds him of himself.

He throws it at the Begeramon statue and breaks off an ear.

Matt laughs, "Jessica may be the pitcher, but you're the relief pitcher, right?"

Daniel grabs another rock, a little bit larger this time, and pitches it at the statue with his whole arm. It hits her rocky shoulder, breaking off a foreleg and sending the rest toppling. It dedigitalizes.

Daniel smiles, "Most definitely."

I am the Champion.

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A/N: Yay! Three parts and a prologue. I'm doing good. Now I need to post it. Well, if you're reading this, it's obviously posted, but because I'm writing right now, it's obviously not posted while I'm writing it. Oh, I'll just shut up.

(Sonriso) - I have to talk again? Gee, I need a pay raise. Okay, okay, I hope you enjoyed Creedog's latest rendition of Rocky. Get it? Haha, it's funny. Yes, it is. Oh, come here, boy! I'm gonna teach you some manners!