The Powers Within: Enigma of Star

by Creedogmon

edited by Godeerc VanDrey

Category: Digimon

Genre: Fantasy, General

Rating: PG

Language: English

Summery: Justine Reyes gets her power. And that's it.

A/N: I'm feeling really bad about the monotony of these fics. I just can't really think up a bunch of good storylines to spice these up. The second series should mix things up a bit. Just a bit. The third, I'm hoping to absolutely let go.


Chapter 6: Enigma of Star

The sun sets on Justine and Phillip. Phillip is looking at his crest. He calls it the Crest of Servitude. The off-white tab shows two columns with a circle in between them below a down-facing semicircle. He is the Patron, but never calls himself that. It makes her wonder. What gave him these special powers? Might I get powers too? How does he know all this, but still is often wrong?

Justine's brow wrinkles, Probably because I'm in a world where I know nothing. She starts to wonder about voices. Phillip told her that he heard a voice before he got his power. It turned out to be the voice of IronGorimon, mocking him. Will I hear a voice? Am I destined to have powers?

But it is late; Justine is tired. She lies down to rest when...

'If it isn't the Inquirer, probably wondering her silly head of about nothing.'

"Hello?" Justine mumbles, erecting herself.

"What is it, Justine?" Phillip asks. He is leaning against the back of tree, fooling with a stick.

"I... I... heard a voice. A woman. Gossiping."

"Hmmm, you may soon get your power. I really don't know."

"I thought you knew everything about this world,"

"I only thought I did. The DigiWorld does look like this, kinda. And these creatures do seem to be digimon, but I had no idea about the powers I got."

"You mean reading animal's minds?"

"I can't really read them. I can just kind of get the idea what they're thinking."

"Okay..."

"Phillip, do you think our families are wondering where we are?"

Phillip shrugs indifferently, "I dunno. On Digimon, time moved really slow. Or really fast. Whichever, they were only gone like a few minutes or hours or something in the Real World, but it felt like months in the DigiWorld." Phillip looks away, listening, moving his hands across his chest.

Justine sighs, frustrated. She closes her eyes. Suddenly a fleeting image flashed across her mind. Orange, like fire, but a person behind it. I think it was a girl. She tries to recreate the image, but it fails her. She felt something about it. Something special.

'Not wanting to know anything, Inquirer. You don't question serious things, or anything at that matter.'

"I do too!" she yells at the voice, annoyed.

Phillip gives her a strange look. "The voice. It's being mean to me. It's... it's... Never mind; I'm not going anywhere with this. Goodnight, Phillip."

"Night, Justine."

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'Inquirer, awake!'

Justine bolts up in her sleep. "Who's there?" she whispers.

Don't you know? Why do you ask? It is said that you know.

"Know what?" she replies, looking around. Phillip shifts in his sleep. Where is that voice coming from?

'Why don't you look...'

"HERE!" the voice shrieks. Justine screeches, awaking Phillip, who is slowing regaining focus. A tall, female humanoid digimon stands, or hovers more like it, in front of Justine. She reaches down, grabs Justine, and starts to fly into the air. She is tall, her skin bluish, her tattered gown sickly yellow, her eyes blood red. She has long, black, feathery wings.

"Justine!" Phillip yells.

"It's worthless, Patron, you cannot fly!"

"Who are you?" Justine yelled angrily.

"You are about to be killed, why do you care?"

"Why do you wish to kill me? And you didn't answer my first question,"

"Curiosity is what killed the cat,"

"Do I look like a cat?"

"My, you are a questioning little girl."

Justine's digivice glows meekly night purple. A whiteness briefly engulfs her eyes. "Nieblakwomon, right? And the new alliance of evil digimon is being threatened by the new set of DigiDestined, right?"

"How did you know?"

"It is said that I know. Ask, and thou shall receive," At that, Justine's digivice explodes with blue-purple light. Nieblakwomon drops her, but Justine floats back within a night purple-colored aura. She glows with the same colored light before it withdraws from her.

Justine floats, now clad in a long, night-purple gown. It has no sleeves and extends far beyond her feet. Her skin is very pale. Her hair is long, down to her thighs, and of a similar color as her dress, with white streaks. Her eyes completely white and glowing. From the purple light of her digivice comes a similarly colored tag. It disappears with the golden glow upon her neck. Her voice echoes loud and distant. "Nieblackwomon, you hinder my wonder of the world and do so just for the powers of evil. When the stars are the limit, no one is strong enough to defeat creativity. Feel the wrath of Wonder."

The glow of Justine's body forms a small, white sphere in her hand. "Enigma of Star!" The sphere shot from her hand like a comet, striking Nieblakwomon in the chest. As small white sparks flew from the impact point, Nieblackwomon breaks down into data, dedigitalizing. With a high pitched screech, she is gone.

Justine gasps before falling to the ground. The sound of Phillip awkwardly catching her is the last sound that registers in her mind.

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When Justine awakes, it was still dark, but the dawn is near. Phillip sleeps on a tree near her. When she rises, Phillip wakes from the light sleep, his gray strands showing like silver in the passing moonlight.

"You're awake, Justine, or Inquirer,"

"Am I...?"

"Changed," guessed Phillip, "Yeah, you gotta long, white steak in your hair. And from what I can tell from my night vision, you eyes are now deep purple. There is a small white speck in your iris…"

"Like a lone star…"

"Yep."

She looked at her crest. As purple as her eyes with a symbol inside. It was a twinkling four-pointed star with two half-arches holding it up. Justine turned to look at the white tress on her right side. Suddenly, she closes her eyes. "Uh,"

"Justine?"

"So that's what it's like to have a vision. I saw a green flash of light comes out from the trees. It was yesterday, I think."

"It could be another DigiDestined. Let's go look."

"All right, catch up to you in a sec."

Justine sighed, closed her eyes, looked up, opened them, and took a long look at the brightening night sky. Straight above her, she saw a lone, twinkling star.

I am the Inquirer.

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A/N: Hmm, this might get good. I might get so good, I'll finally have to publish something! Glory, laud, and honor!

(Sonriso) - "Twinkle, twinkle, little star." What? Whatta ya mean it ain't karaoke night?