Chapter One is here and ready, folks ^__^. And keep the reviews comin'!!!
Disclaimer: Look…if I owned Digimon…I would have never allowed Fox to dub 02. *gags at all Takari fans* So. Yeah. I would have made it Daikari. Go underdogs.
…um…why are all the Takari fans…death glaring me…?
Digimon Crusaders Episode 01 ~ Beyond the Blue Yonder…
"…" ~ Talking
Italicized ~ Dream or thinking
***** ~ change of scenes
~~~~~ ~ Change of realities
In a world of clouds, fog, and mist, a lone figure stood amidst it all.
"Wh-Where am I?" called out a voice.
The voice's owner shook his head frantically, trying to find out where he was. "He-Hello? Anyone there?" No answer. Panicking, the voice's owner, a boy, sprinted forward. But, it was no use. No matter what he did he never got any closer to an exit.
"Can someone tell me where the hell I am?!" shouted the boy. Losing hope, he dropped to his knees and began crying.
"Takeshi…!" called out a voice amidst the fog, obviously somewhere beyond the boy, or Takeshi.
"Huh?" said a surprised Takeshi.
. "Takeshi…!"
"…who…who are you?"
A boy around the age of 15 groaned as he rose from his bed. He had short golden brown hair, messy and uncombed, obviously in need of a comb and some hair gel. Despite that, his hair was shiny and clean. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, the sunlight danced off his chocolate brown eyes. He yawned and stretched, then hopped out of bed.
What a strange dream… he thought to himself. He looked at himself in the mirror; he was shirtless but had a pair of crimson sweatpants on. But then again… he looked to the window. I have had weirder ones but, this one felt so…real. He shook his head. Nonsense Takeshi, all dreams feel real. He shook the odd feeling off, but yet it seemed as though the memory of the dream would stay intact.
Later, the boy, or Takeshi, had stepped outside of his bedroom, dressed in his school uniform: a white polo shirt, khaki pants, and a navy blue jacket - which was optional. He gazed around the apartment before heading over to the counter.
"Ohayo, 'kaasan." Takeshi's mother turned from the sink and smiled. Like her son, she had golden brown hair, but had blue eyes instead of Takeshi's brown. Her smile was warm, and could easily fill someone with energy just by being around her. "Ohayo, Takeshi."
Another person entered the room, this time a man. Unlike Takeshi or his mother, he had mahogany colored hair with faint streaks of pale red in it. His eyes were chocolate brown, like Takeshi. He was tall in stature, which made many intimidated by him. The man smiled. Like his wife, he also gave off a smile of warmth, invigorating the ones who saw his smile.
Takeshi grinned. "Ohayo, 'tousan." The older man nodded his response and took a seat at the table. "Good morning indeed," he said brightly, "Haruka, may I have some breakfast?"
Haruka nodded and brought over the two plates: One for Takeshi, and the other for her husband. "There you go boys. Enjoy." A chorus of 'arigatous' were heard from the men as they began to eat their meal. Haruka smiled and went back to the sink.
"So, Takeshi. Are you ready for school?" The boy in question sighed, dropping his fork on the counter and then putting his head in-between his arms. "Am I ever ready for school?" he asked.
His father chuckled, and turned to his son. "Ah, cheer up Takeshi. Who knows, maybe Sakura will help you out this time." Obviously, the father knew what response was coming and smirked as his son threw his arms up in the air.
"Sakura?! Help me?! Are you out of your mind? She's an older sister, and like all older siblings, her life was made to torment me!"
"I heard that, onii-chan." Takeshi froze and gulped. Even at his age, one can never stop being frightened of an older sibling, especially a female one. Slowly, he turned around in his seat and smiled nervously. "O-Ohayo Sakura…"
Sakura smirked at him, as she took her seat at the counter. Like her father and Takeshi, she too had chocolate brown eyes. Her hair was a beautiful golden brown that was very shiny and well groomed that fell down to her shoulders. She was dressed in a uniform similar to Takeshi's; they had the same white polo shirt with school emblem over the heart, but she had a navy blue skirt with a navy blue sweater tied around her waist. She too was around the age of 15.
Sakura grinned. "Its so adorable to see you after one of your rude comments about me, 'niichan. But I'll let it slide this time. 'Kaasan? Can I have some breakfast please?" Her mother nodded and handed her a plate. "Arigatou." Sakura immediately began to eat her breakfast.
Haruka smiled and turned to her children. "As much as I love these moments when were all together…you may want to look at the time." She pointed to the clock and both her children turned to it. It read 7:44 AM. School would start in less than 20 minutes.
Both children sprung up immediately and grabbed their backpacks. "Bye!" chorused the twins as they put on their shoes and raced out the door. Yuuchirou, their father, chuckled. "Same thing everyday."
* * * * *
Running as fast as their legs could take them, the twins sprinted off towards the school, Sakura ahead of her younger twin. As usual, Takeshi sprinted faster up to his sister and the two exchanged a grin. The race was on.
* * * * *
"And as usual, the oldest triumphs over the youngest." Said the confident Sakura. Takeshi groaned and shook his head. Her victories over him in the past week were getting old. And fast. He sighed.
"Hey, Sakura! Come on, let's get inside!" Separating his sister from her moment of victory, he dashed into the school building and ran up to his classroom. Fortunately, Hajime-sensei hadn't arrived yet and Takeshi immediately took his seat. Sakura arrived after him.
The younger twin smirked and whispered to his older twin. "Looks like I won that race." He said. Sakura scoffed. "We didn't even declare it a race. So it doesn't count."
"Spoil sport."
"Loser."
"Spoil sport!"
"Loser!"
"That's enough Miss Shinku! Same for you Mr. Shinku!" called their teacher. The twins froze. Takeshi sighed mentally. And it was looking forward to such a great day…
* * * * *
"Once again, this is all your fault Takeshi." Groaned Sakura. As punishment for "disrupting the class", they had to stay after school and clean desks. Takeshi sighed. There was truly no reasoning with Sakura when she was this angry.
"Oh come on, Sakura! What could you have possibly missed today!?"
"Well," said Sakura as she turned to her sibling, "I was looking forward to going into town with my friends, but you just had to say we were racing, and look where that got us!" His sibling sighed. "Look, were running low on water. I'll go refill the bucket."
"Sure. Whatever." Takeshi never even looked up at his sister.
"…fine. Be that way." Sakura stormed off with the bucket in her hand.
Takeshi lifted his head up towards the door. A smile spread across his lips. Finally! I thought she'd never leave! He put his sponge and bottle of Windex down and basked in the sunlight that flowed into the room.
Light…its so…pure. Yeah. Pure describes light very well. He turned his attention to the sky, watching the clouds float by in the gentle breeze. Its times like these when man wonders what's out there…I mean, surely we can't be the only race of beings in this existence, we just can't be! …Right?
As if answering Takeshi's thoughts, a loud beeping sound spread into his hearing. He frowned. Is that a…cell phone? Curious, he walked over to where the sound was coming from, ever keeping a vigilant check on the noise. It was coming from his backpack. Now he felt slightly panicked. Okay, now this is freaky. I don't even own a cell phone. Takeshi unzipped his backpack, and searched around for well, whatever was making the noise. And then, he found it.
It was shaped like a palm pilot, to put it roughly. It was colored an aqua blue for the most part, but under the fairly large screen was a gold "keyboard" that contained one large dial, and three buttons: one to the dial's right, to the dial's left, and below the dial. Just like a palm pilot, the screen was fairly large and the backround was a bluish-white, with pixel-like cubes in the corners, and a menu or so to speak dead-center of the screen.
Takeshi stared in awe of the device. He kept telling himself that the device didn't belong to him…but yet, it felt like he had known it was his device for years. A smile slowly spread itself across his face. "Wow…" was all Takeshi could manage to say in his moment of awe.
His moment was, unfortunately, disturbed by a beeping noise coming from the device. Confused, Takeshi blinked and tried to stop the beeping by pushing one of the buttons. Instead, the words "New Message." Appeared on the screen.
" 'New Message'?" said a confused Takeshi. A window appeared on the screen with a message inscribed onto it. Still driven by this feeling of attachment to the device, Takeshi's eyes scanned the message.
"Konnichiwa, Takeshi Shinku. As you are reading this message, I want you to realize that you have accepted your destiny; you cannot escape from it. But don't be afraid, Takeshi. For you chose your own path, much like everyone else does in this world. Now, the question is: Will you accept your fate?
YES?/ NO?
My…destiny…? Hold on a sec, Takeshi. You don't even know what's going to happen to you? I mean, what if this person's a…a stalker, or a murderer or something! Again, as if reading his mind, a voice in the back of his mind said, "Do not be afraid, Takeshi."
…Okay that was weird, thought Takeshi, but…I feel like this is the right think to do.
In a moment of confidence, Takeshi punched down on the right-sided button ( which he had realized meant to accept anything the device portrayed, as the left-sided button selected 'no' or cancelled an option ) and the message faded away, only to be replaced with a new one.
"Congratulations, Takeshi. You've chosen the path that will surely lead you to a great destiny. As soon as you are released from your clean-up duties, I would like you to head towards the old park at 16:59. Please, remain seated on the bench until the time reaches 17:00. Everything else…will be revealed later.
P.S.- You might want to change out of your school uniform first.
P.S.S. – If you are any later than 16:59 with 1 second less to spare, consider your destiny lost.
This new message had definitely sparked Takeshi's interest. For one thing, how did she know his school had a uniform? Or that he was on clean up duty? Did someone slip this into his backpack earlier? Was this some kind of sick joke?
No, he thought, it couldn't be a trick. It seems…too truthful and real to be a joke.
He glanced over to the clock. It read 15:27, which meant he and Sakura would be out of cleaning duty in less than 3 minutes. That gives me over an hour to get to the park. Just the time I need!
"Hey, baka! What are you doing at your backpack?" called out his sister.
Takeshi stood up from his backpack ( but not before slipping the device back into its compartment ) and turned to Sakura, who was standing in the doorway.
"Um…just…packing up…"
Sakura gave him an odd look. "But you did that thirty minutes ago."
"Well…I was checking to make sure I had everything!"
Sakura sighed. "Whatever, 'niichan. We're outta here anyway." Takeshi nodded and headed to his sister. A paper bag was slung over her shoulder. Probably a change of clothes or something… thought Takeshi. Then he remembered something.
"Sakura! Are there any clothes in there for me?!"
Sakura gave him an amused grin. "Oh sure! Unless you don't mind wearing a miniskirt, a bra, and a pair of-"
Takeshi turned red. "You know what I mean Sakura!"
His sister giggled. "I know, I know. Jeez, you get flustered so easily." She opened the paper bag and pulled out a plastic one. "Kaasan knew you'd want to change into a fresh pair, but that you'd forget your own so…she sent me with mine and yours."
Takeshi took a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Sakura."
"Don't mention it."
* * * * *
Takeshi and Sakura emerged from the school building, each out of their school uniforms. Takeshi wearing a midnight blue short-sleeved vest, which he wore unzipped. Under the vest was a white t-shirt. On the back ( although it was concealed ) was the kanji symbol for "Wolf". A pair of gray fleece sweatpants were on his legs, but he had his same white sneakers with the black stripes. A pair of goggles hung from his neck. The frames were clear, and the goggle itself and strings were a bright blue.
Sakura, was now wearing a tight indigo tanktop, which showed her figure quite nicely. Her navy blue skirt was replaced with a crimson miniskirt. On her feet, were a pair of sandals. Sakura smiled and leapt in front of her brother.
"Alright, I'm going to go see if I can meet up with my friends in town? Okay?"
"Hai."
She squealed in delight. "And where will you be going?"
Remembering the message, he responded, "I'm going down to the old park…you know, the one we used to play at when we were younger."
"Nani?!"
"Yeah…weird, huh? Guess I'm just trying to relish my childhood."
His sister nodded understandingly. "Well…you go and do that. I'll see you at home. Syaonara!"
"Syaonara."
And the twins headed off into separate directions; one to spend time with her friends, the other driven by curiosity and his "destiny".
And that would be the last time they would be seeing each other for awhile.
* * * * *
Takeshi glanced at his watch. 16:29…well, I'm early.
Indeed, Takeshi had already arrived at the old park, a good half-hour ahead of time. Taking a seat at the bench like the message said, he flung his backpack down beside him, and then eyed the park. He smiled.
"Its just how I remember it."
Everything had remained the same in all those years since he had last visited: the swing sets, the old, rusty slide as well as the new one, the slippery monkey bars, and the sandbox. He didn't realize his eyes slowly closing in the peaceful surrounding, and soon drifted into peaceful slumber.
Later
Takeshi groaned and opened his groggy eyes. Yawning, he stretched his arms and then lowered them down to check the time. It was exactly 16:59. He gulped. Well…let's see what my destiny is.
No sooner had he thought this, the wind drastically picked up and formed a vortex around him.
"Wha-What the hell is going on?!" he shouted.
The vortex spun faster and faster, but strangely, it was not Takeshi spinning. It was the wind cycling around his body. Soon, he was lifted up into the air and the cycling grew faster. The device from earlier somehow opened his backpack, and floated right into his right hand. Before Takeshi could make out a 'what the h-' a new message displayed itself on the screen.
"Welcome to the Digital World."
And in the blink of an eye, Takeshi had vanished into thin air.
End Episode 01.
Wow…that turned out with a better ending than I thought it would! And now, to my reviewers:
Wand3ringspirit: No, the enemy is NOT like Kaiser. He doesn't want to take over the Digital World. This guy has much…"bigger" plans in mind. !!! No more spoilers!
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Well, till next time.