Digimon(2).EXE
By Wolf O'Donnell
WARNING! May contain Alternative Universe situations and
out-of-character experiences. Upon reading this, you hereby agree
that you forfeit all your rights to sue me and that I cannot be
held liable for any psychological or physical damage caused by
the fact that I use British English spelling and that this fanfic
contains NO graphic depictions of a heterosexual and homosexual
nature. Digimon is copyrighted by Bandai and Toei Animation Ltd.
Wolf O'Donnell is copyrighted by Nintendo Ltd, although that
might have nothing to do with the fanfic. Digimon(2).EXE is based
on Rockman.EXE, which is copyrighted by Capcom Ltd. Constructive
criticism is very welcome.
* * * * *
Transmission 01: Going Digital
Lesson 1: Paths are the digital representation of wires and
connections between computers. Terminals are the digital
representation of computers or machines connected up to the Net,
otherwise known as the Digital World. It is impossible for
anything to stray off a path and terminals, as nothing exists
beyond them.
Lesson 2: The Digital World is divided into ten official
domains, each run by a nation. No two domains are the same and
are categorised by the style of their paths and terminals and by
the 'sky'.
Lesson 3: Digivolution is when a Digimon is upgraded a level.
There are six levels- Baby, In-Training, Rookie, Champion,
Ultimate and Mega.
Lesson 4: DigiModify Data (DMD) are special battle programs
that can be loaded on to DigiModify Chips. They alter your
Digimon, giving them temporary special abilities that can be used
in battle against viruses or against Digimon.
Lesson 5: There are three types of Digimon- data, vaccine
and virus. Data types can use more DMDs than other types. Vaccine
types take less damage, whilst virus types have have a more
powerful attacks. When picking a Digimon, you must be very
careful. If you prefer DigiModifying your Digimon, then the
data-type is for you. If you prefer defence, the vaccine type and
if you prefer offence, then the virus type.
Lesson 6: All Digimon are classified by six styles- normal,
aqua, fire, wood, earth and electrical.
These were the lessons that Takato Matsuda had to know.
His Digimon was a Rookie level, fire-style, virus-type by the
name of Guilmon. There was a point in Guilmon's life when he
had reached Mega level, but an unfortunate infection with a
Flu.1160 virus had weakened his Digimon.
"Okay, class, today we will be going over the basics of
Digimon styles," announced Ms. Asaji, as she got up from her
seat. She pulled her D-Tector from out of her drawer.
"Remember that styles do not only apply just to Digimon.
They also apply to viruses, so if you do come across an elemental
style virus when using the Net, you can apply the techniques you
learn in today's lesson against them."
A D-Tector was the latest model of the D-Scanner. It was
capable of storing more DMDs than its predecessor and was also
capable of storing the newly invented Matrix Data. Unlike DMDs,
Matrix Data could only be used outside of Duels, and was used for
healing a Digimon after a tough battle or unlocking locked data
packets and much more. Every person now had a D-Tector, including
the teachers, whom used them to store their teaching data.
"Class, take out your D-Tectors and plug them in to your
computer terminals," ordered Ms. Asaji, as she plugged her
D-Tector into the blackboard, which was in actual fact, a rather
large computer screen made to look like a blackboard.
Takato smiled. Another IT Lesson. He loved IT lessons because
he was so good at them. Heck, he was the one that saved the
entire Earth Sphere from the Juggernaut Virus, after all. If
anything, he should have been the one to give the lesson. Well,
either him or Jenrya.
"Guilmon," he whispered to his Digimon, as he reached
for his D-Tector. Like the D-Scanner before it, his D-Tector
looked just like a flip-top lid mobile phone. "You heard Ms.
Asaji, right?"
"You betcha, Takato," replied Guilmon from the
D-Scanner.
"Okay, I'll plug you in now."
* * * * *
A beam of light, known as a data stream, shone down from
the 'sky' (for lack of a better word) and hit the ground. A
red dinosaur Digimon, with a white stomach and a grey hazard
symbol on it, materialised in the data stream and the beam of
light disappeared. The fire-style Digimon, Guilmon, looked around
him. Yep, the place hadn't changed much.
Guilmon stood on a terminal that was about the same size as
Takato's classroom, and it was the same shape too. A blackboard
floated in mid-air at the front of the terminal and Digimon stood
in areas that represented where their Operators (the people who
owned them) were in the Real World. The terminal itself was green
and looked like a motherboard. The paths that led away from the
terminal (there was only the one) looked like they were made out
pencil slices, like slices from a banana. These terminals and
paths floated in mid-air, completely surrounded by something that
was akin to a screensaver of a collage of textbook scraps.
A white Program floated in front of the floating blackboard.
It had a roundish head, with frilly, purple-edged ears and feet.
Its legs were stubby, as were its arms and it had rather large,
green eyes. On its forehead was a red triangle with three,
smaller, black triangles around it, which formed a six-pointed
star. That symbol appeared on the foreheads of all Programs, as
it was the symbol of the Officials.
"Let's begin your lesson, shall we?" said Ms.
Asaji's voice, which came from apparently nowhere. "Today,
we shall learn the Rule of Elemental Weakness. As you learnt in
last week's lesson, there are six styles, five of which are
elemental. Who can name all five elemental styles? Yes,
Mayumi?"
"Aqua, Fire, Wood, Earth and Electrical," came the
reply.
"Good," praised Ms. Asaji. "Now, in the Real
World, everyone knows that water can put out a fire, right? Well,
in the Digital World, it's similar. Aqua attacks are strong
against fire style Digimon or viruses. Now, remember this rule
and you won't go wrong. Aqua is weak against electricity, which
is weak against earth, which is weak against wood, which is weak
against fire, which is weak against aqua."
Guilmon didn't bother listening. He knew this already. The
Digimon, being a fire-style Digmon, had encountered quite a few
aqua-style viruses before. They really hurt him. Guilmon yawned
loudly, not paying attention to Ms. Asaji, as she droned on about
how combinations of attacks that utilised the Rule of Weakness
could be used to deal a huge amount of damage to computer
viruses.
"So, let's put this all into practice, shall we?"
suggested Ms. Asaji.
"Activating Duelling Area!" announced the Program.
Guilmon suddenly found himself in a three by six tiled area,
which was divided into two sections. His half consisted of tiles
with red edges, and the other half consisted of tiles with blue
edges. He heard Takato tell him to be careful.
"I will be," he told his Operator.
"Here is your first problem," announced the white
Program. "Here is an ElecBug virus. What style attack should
you use?"
* * * * *
Takato looked at the computer screen. He saw an isometric
bird's eye view of Guilmon and where his Digimon friend was. A
third of the screen, however, had been taken up with a menu of
DMDs that was available to him.
"Easy!" he exclaimed, as he selected an earth-style
attack and watched as Guilmon used the earth-style QuakeShock DMD
against the ElecBug.
The next problem was a little bit tricky. The virus was
clearly an aqua-style virus, however, it was floating above a
grass tile. It was well known that wood styles could heal on
grass tiles. If Takato used a fire-style attack against the
aqua-style, the grass tile would cause double damage to the
aqua-style virus. However, the aqua-style virus was weak to
electricity-style attacks, so if he used an electricity-style
attack against it, that would also cause double damage.
'What was it that Ms. Asaji said?' wondered Takato, as he
looked at the DMDs laid out before him. That's it! Use the one
that causes the most damage. He looked at the two styles of
Modify Data he had. The fire-style was more powerful, so he
picked that one.
The pale-faced man smiled, as he sat in his chair. His
gloved hands were tented in front of him, as he rested his elbows
on the arms of his executive-style chair. This man was a very
powerful person. He was one of the most influential people in the
entire Earth Sphere, which was the name given to the Orbital
Space Ring and the Planet Earth combined. His competition were
falling behind.
Only one person could guide the Earth Sphere to the future and
that person was him, because he was the Leader of the notorious
Blue Dragon Criminal Syndicate or just Dragon Syndicate for
short. The names of the Syndicates were based on the Zenith Cross
and the four Gods that were supposed to stand at the four
cardinal points around Kyoto, hence there were three others-
the Red Phoenix Criminal Syndicate, the Snake and Tortoise
Syndicate and the White Tiger Criminal Syndicate.
Those Syndicates did not matter to him. What mattered to him
was profit and the Clone Project. Yes, of all the things that
mattered, the Clone Project was the most important of them.
Without it, his dreams of destroying the other Syndicates would
have been in vain.
"Agent H, are you in position?" asked the Head of
the Dragon Syndicate.
"Yes, Your Excellency," replied a voice from the
computer. "Everything is ready."
That was good. That was very good indeed. Whatever His
Excellency wished for, he got. That was, after all, the point of
being the head of a crime syndicate, wasn't it?
"Proceed then," he ordered.
"Yes, Sir!"
The screen flickered and then returned to the document that
had been on it previously. His Excellency, the Head of the Dragon
Syndicate, then reached out and switched his computer off. There
was no need to have it on. He rose from his leather chair and
turned round to face the large window and the view it gave him of
the city that sprawled out in front of him. He chuckled. Yes, it
was a good day for the Syndicate. It was a very good day for the
Syndicate indeed.
Takato reached up and readjusted his striped, school tie.
His school uniform consisted of a blue blazer over a white shirt
with grey trousers and black shoes, and a black tie with yellow
stripes. All schools throughout the Orbital Space Ring required
pupils to wear uniforms, regardless of whether the schools were
state-run or not.
"And don't let me catch you with an askew tie again,
mister," barked the Vice-Principal, before he turned round
sharply and continued down the corridor.
"Man, he's uptight," sighed Takato, before he
muttered some rude obscenities about the Vice-Principal under his
breath. He turned and walked over to the staircase.
"Hey, Takato!" called out a voice from behind the
brown-haired youth, which made Takato turn round once more.
"Wait up!"
It was Kai Urazoe one of Takato's best friends. Kai had dark
brown hair, which was messier than Takato's and longer, so long
in fact, that the youth had a tiny little ponytail at the back of
his head. He ran straight up to Takato, a cheerful smile on his
face.
"So, you heading for the cafeteria or did you remember to
bring a packed lunch this time?" asked Kai with a chuckle.
After so many years, one would have thought that school meals
would have improved. Fat chance.
"I remembered this time, Kai," he told his friend,
as he gestured towards his backpack. "Come on, let's get
going before the place packs up." Takato was about to set
foot on to the first step, when a horrible screeching noise made
him grind to a halt and grind his teeth. "What's that
noise?" he shouted, covering his ears with the palms of his
hands. He couldn't bear it. The hideous clamour was painful.
"I feel as if my head's going to explode!"
"Takato, don't listen!" warned Guilmon, but his
voice couldn't be heard over the racket. "Don't listen,
Takato!"
"Man, that smarts!" cried Kai, as the noise got to
him. He felt himself weakening at the onslaught of noise. It felt
as if someone was branding his brain with a red hot, iron. Kai
felt as if his legs would buckle underneath him.
There was a crackling and the screeching noise from the
speakers began to waver and slow down. It became a low, growling
speech. That was when Takato realised that there was a subliminal
message hidden in the awful screeching. Takato suddenly heard the
screech stop completely.
"Man, what was up with that?" asked Kai curiously,
as he felt his strength coming back up. He uncovered his ears and
slowly got back up to his feet.
Takato looked up at the speakers and then around him.
"I don't know," he replied quietly. He looked up and
down the corridor, seeing the other students recovering. "I
just don't know," he sighed.
* * * * *
Several paths and large platforms floated in a sky that
looked like a screensaver of a collage of textbook scraps. These
were the paths and terminals of the school's computer network.
The paths looked as if they were made from slices of pencil and
the terminals looked like the chequered linoleum floor of the
school.
And on one of these terminals stood a Digimon program. It
looked like an anthropomorphic fox with yellow and white fur. On
each of its arms was a long, purple wristband each with the
Yin-Yang symbol on it.
"Ruki, I've cut the PA System off from the network,"
announced the Digimon.
"Good work, Renamon," praised a female voice.
"Now go and get that Syndicate Digimon."
Renamon nodded her head.
"Right," she agreed, before she turned round. She was
about to take a step forward, when an shower of dark stars hit
her. Renamon was suddenly propelled backwards. She hit the floor
of the terminal with a heavy thud, before electricity suddenly
crackled through her body.
"Renamon!" cried Ruki.
"You're not going anywhere," laughed a snide voice
that seemed to echo all around Renamon. "I've got orders
from my Operator to terminate all Digimon that interfere with the
Syndicate's plans and that includes you, foxy!"
* * * * *
Takato heard a ringing and delved into his pocket,
bringing out his D-Tector. He flipped the lid open and placed the
thing to his ear like a phone.
"Moshi, moshi, Takato speaking," announced the
brown-haired youth. "Ruki? What's up?" He listened as
Renamon's Operator talked to him. "Okay, I'll be right
there."
"Sounds serious," stated Guilmon, as he had heard
what Ruki had said. How couldn't he? After all, he lived within
the D-Tector and in a way he was the D-Tector.
"Yeah, it does," agreed Takato with a nod of his
head. He closed the lid of his lunchbox and turned to face Kai,
whom was looking at him with a curious look on his face.
"Kai, do you mind looking after my lunch for me?" he
asked his friend. "I've got to go help Ruki."
A frown spread across Kai's face. He had never known Takato
to interrupt his lunch for anything.
"What's up?" he asked curiously. Whatever it was, he
knew it was serious. There was no other explanation for Takato
not eating his lunch; something had to be wrong.
"Ruki's Digimon is in trouble," replied Takato
abruptly, as he quickly shoved his D-Tector into his blazer
pocket. He slipped out from the bench and quickly ran across the
tiled floor of the cafeteria. 'I wonder what type of trouble
Renamon is in,' thought Takato, as he pushed his way past the
double doors of the cafeteria and ran down the corridor. 'She's
not one to get into trouble. It must be really serious.' He
skidded round a corner and then dashed round.
His D-Tector started to ring again. Takato quickly delved into
his pocket and brought out his D-Tector, flipping its lid open
once more.
"Takato, it's Ruki," announced Guilmon from the
D-Tector, as Takato raised it to his ear.
"Ruki, what's up?" asked Takato curiously and with
a slight tone of worry in his voice. He heard the distress in
Ruki's voice, something he had not heard since the battle
against the Juggernaut Virus. Takato listened carefully. "I'm
nearly there," he told her. "Okay, I understand. See
you." He pressed a button and then flipped the lid shut.
"Guilmon, I'm going to plug you straight into the computer
where Renamon is," announced Takato, before he turned into a
room.
The room was full of desks that had keyboards and mouses
connected to them. On each desk was a translucent screen with
pole like metallic supports on either side. Those were the
monitors and once the screen was switched on, the screens would
become opaque.
The brown-haired youth's eyes caught sight of a computer
that was switched on. That had to be the one. Takato rushed over
and switched it off quickly, before snapping the switch back into
the 'on' position.
"Okay, Guilmon, it's time," he told his Digimon.
Takato quickly plugged the D-Tector in and hoped that Guilmon
would get to Ruki in time.
* * * * *
The surge that froze Renamon finally disappeared. The
Digimon felt as if she could move again.
"Okay, then, short stuff, it's payback time," she
growled, as she stalked towards the Digimon that had attacked
her. For some strange reason, she couldn't see the Digimon, as
it was shrouded in some sort of mist. Well, no matter. She would
find him sooner or later with her keen vulpine sense of hearing
or smell. "Diamond Storm!"
"Ha, you missed!" laughed the Digimon from within
the mist. "Now it's my turn! Eat this!" From the mist
shot out several more of the dark stars that had hit Renamon.
This time, the fox Digimon was prepared. She leapt over them
skilfully and landed not too far away from the mist. Renamon
roared loudly, before slashing her claws into the mist. They
swept through nothing. A claw lashed out at Renamon and scratched
her face. She cried out in pain, as more dark stars leapt out of
the mist.
Guilmon leapt in front of the dark stars. They splashed
against his scaly skin but didn't seem to affect him.
"All right, you," growled Guilmon, "the game's
up." A warning snarl, like that of a wild wolf, had spread
across his scaly lips. The growl in his voice was animalistic in
nature and part protective in its own way.
The mist started to retreat.
"So, you think you can stop the Syndicate's plans,
eh?" laughed the Digimon within the mist. "That's
impossible. We will brainwash the children into becoming new
Syndicate recruits and nothing you can do can stop us!" The
Digimon laughed, as the mist began to disappear.
"I don't believe it!" exclaimed Renamon in
surprise. "You're a Syndicate Digimon?"
To be continued...