Howard: Welcome to the -sigh- THIRD attempt of this pick. I swear M.C.
where the heck did you get these writers.
M.C.: Hey don't blame me, you said to get someone who had some experience and was also dirt-cheap. So I looked in the want ads and I saw an ad for writers so... I hired them.
Howard: But you never allowed me to see them, when I was going to go tell them about the stories I wanted you said that "Oh I'll go tell them." Then you get back with those two stories and put them up. I read over these and reviews were okay but I want it to be better. Now, I want to see these writers...
M.C. Okay, but you'll be mad. COME ON IN GUYS!
The door opens and about a thousand monkeys came through the door.
Howard: MONKEYS! YOU HIRED MONKEYS!
Monkey: EEP MEEP!!!
M.C.: But the ad said that these were the same monkeys that wrote the works of Shakespeare.
Howard: THEY HAD INFINITY TO WRITE THOSE!!! NOW GET RID OF THESE MONKEYS!!!
M.C.: But...
Howard: NOW!!!!!
Monkey: Ohhh! EEP EEP!!!
Howard: HEY! GET OUT OF MY FRUIT BASKET! Listen this is going to take a while so I'll just say that I do not own Digimon or Sonic the Hedgehog. Lets begin the fic... NO! GET OF THE LAMP!
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The room was dark; it would have been pitch black if not for the glow of computer screens all around the room. The room was also spacious... and barren, with only a table, make that a table with a body on it. Wires from the computer terminals were connected to the body, with the computer screens showing the life signs. Suddenly the computers started to detect more activity in the body, and the body started to rise.
"-Groan- what the heck happened?" The figure started to regain his thoughts; instead of being relieved he became enraged. "Now I remember... those @#&$*$% Digi-destined tried to destroy me, and again they failed miserably. You hear that you @%#$ brats! You failed to destroy the great Myotismon again!"
"I wouldn't start congratulating yourself just yet."
"What the... who said that?"
A door on the far end of the room started to open showing a silhouette of a rather large body. "Who arrRGGH" Myotismon screamed out in pain as extremely bright lights came on. "WHAT THE %@$# ARE YOU TRYING TO DO! BLIND ME!
"Oh, come on you big baby! You the 'GREAT MYOTISMON' crying over a little bit of light."
Myotismon was now boiling in rage. "If you know what's good for you will shut your @$#%&*@ mouth and tell me what I want to know, or I WILL @#%$^#& KILL YOU!!!"
The man just started laughing hysterically. "I have no need to worry about you killing me. Whatever you do to me I will be able to survive it."
"YOU WILL SURVIVE OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!"
"Then there is, again, no need to worry. For you see, you are already dead."
"WHAT ARE YOU BABLING ABOUT? I'M STANDING HERE MOST QUITE ALIVE!!!"
"You need proof? Pound your chest."
"WHAT?"
"Trust me just do it."
Myotismon started to pound his chest, expecting to just hear the "THUMP, THUMP!" of flesh hitting flesh, but instead he heard a "CLANG, CLANG!" Myotismon's eyes went wide. He looked down at his hand. What he saw made his blood run cold. Myotismon ran to a blackened out monitor and looked into it, seeing his reflection. Instead of seeing flesh, he saw metal. "What did you do to me? WHAT THE @%#$ DID YOU DO TO ME!!!" Myotismon grabbed around the persons neck and started squeezing with all his might, but the person just looked at him.
"Please, remove your hands from my neck before I get extremely annoyed!"
Myotismon took away his hands, "Tell me who you are."
"My Name is Robotnick. I have been watching you ever since my computers detected a large power burst in a zone, that was when you turned into Mega Myotismon (Or whatever his first incarnation was called). I executed a lot of research about your kind, and I was the one who made you like that."
"No freaking kidding. May I ask WHY?"
"Well, after watching your last fight with those children, I saw that your data was about to be terminated, I quickly did a scan of your coding and copied it to my 'Information Superhighway' where you were recreated, and put into a new metal body. I myself have done this many times, which is why I was not worried by your threats. You lost your old attacks, but you know have missiles and lasers in your body, you also now can use my troops, mechanical creations called Badnicks and Swat-bots."
"And what do you want of me. There is no way someone would do this if they didn't want something in return."
"You are correct, I, like you, have an accursed group that interferes with everything, and I want to join forces. Together we can crush both of our enemy's at the same time."
"All right, but my adversary's..."
"I know they have partners that they use to defeat their enemies. But I have a plan, if we separate them, the children will be defenseless, we can then kill them at our leisure. Know there is only a certain matter left. Do we have a agreement?" Robotnick extended his hand.
Myotismon smiled and accepted the hand shake, "We do, Robotnick, we most certainly do."
Somewhere on File Island...
"Where are those guy's? We said for them to meet us here at 3 pm." T.K. was rapidly pacing back and forth by the digi-port; while Kari, sitting on a nearby log, was getting worried he was going to bore into the ground.
"Come on T.K., don't worry they'll be here, you know Davis is always late, and Yolie always comes when Ken does. Now please stop pacing, you are starting to make me dizzy."
"I'm sorry Kari, I just can't seem to sit still."
Kari got up off the log and walked over to him. "Well, maybe this will." Kari leaned in t give T.K. a kiss.
"Hey Kari! T.J."
*Figures. Works every time. * Both Kari and T.K. thought as they saw Davis walk up to them. "Hey, Davis." Kari yelled over to her nice, but sometimes annoying, friend.
"Davis do you know when Yolie and Ken are going to show up together?"
Davis was shocked, "You mean you guys don't know? Ken and Yolie broke up, they said that it just didn't seem to work out."
"What!" Kari said surprised, "I wonder why it didn't work out?" Kari always saw Ken as a nice guy, well after the Digimon Emperor thing, and would have probably started dating him if T.K. wasn't around. "How's Yolie taking it, Davis?"
"Well, she was upset, but she says Ken had some good reasons, so she's not that mad at him."
T.K. was relieved to hear that, "Well at least we won't have to deal with her pouting about losing one of her crushes."
"I heard that T.K.!" a scowling Yolie said as she walked up to the group with Ken and Cody fallowing up behind. "I do not pout went someone dumps me, and I don't have THAT many crushes."
"Then how do you explain Ryan, Micah, Robert, Tom Oomph", Davis started to say before being elbowed in the gut by Yolie.
"You should have known better Davis, than to pick on Yolie when she's a little ticked off." Said Cody to a now clenching his gut Davis. "Now you know why we broke up, one of the main problems was ribcage damage." A chuckling Ken added.
"HELP!!! HELP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!!!" a Candlemon yelled coming closer to the group.
"What's the matter?" Kari yelled over to the frightened Digimon.
The Candlemon stopped in front of them and calmed himself, "A strange Digimon is attacking a group of us, there to powerful for our attacks, and can you help us get out of this area and into a new one? There's a digi- port close to here, we just need someone to carry us to them."
"Why do you need someone to carry you?" Davis asked confused.
"Having Candlesticks for legs are not that good for running." Candlemon stated flatly. "Of course we will help you, it is our duty to help Digimon in need." Kari said, feeling sorry for the Candlemon. "Lets just get our Digimon and."
"NO!" the Candlemon suddenly yelled, "Uh... I mean... we kind of had enough Digimon for one day, so could uh... you not call your Digimon."
"
A little bit later all of the Candlemon were standing in front of a digi- port. "Why wasn't that Digimon you were talking about there, Candlemon" Yolie asked a little confused.
"Uh... well... ah... We WERE able to make it back off for a second. We just needed someone to get us here."
T.K. stood in front of the port, "DIGI-PORT O"
"WAIT" Davis yelled out.
"What is it Davis?"
Davis motioned for T.K., Kari, and Yolie to come over to where Cody, Ken and Himself were.
"What's this about Davis?" Kari asked.
"Well, me, Ken and Cody were thinking, something doesn't feel right."
Cody continued with Davis' statement, "Yeah, how were the Candlemon able to fight back the Digimon, but before said that their attacks were to weak?"
"And where did this port come from? I never saw a port here when I was the Digimon Emperor." Ken finished.
"Well... Maybe we should ask the Candlemon." Kari said, for some reason she was starting to get a bad feeling.
"Hey... um... are you going to open the port up or what?" the Candlemon said getting a little agitated.
"We have a few questions for you guys," Kari started to say.
The Candlemon grew more agitated. "Look just open up the portal and we'll be on our merry way."
"But some things just don't make sense to us" T.K. said confused why they were getting angry.
"LOOK! JUST OPEN UP THE #$@& PORTAL! NOW!"
Yolie suddenly got up and walked over to the Candlemon, her eyes burning in rage. "Listen you! We don't mind helping you but if you are going to be rude to us for just asking questions..."
She was about to continue when the portal just started glowing. "THAT'S THE CUE BOYS! THROW EM IN!" the Candlemon yelled to his group. All of them jumped at the Digidestined and pushed them back into the portal. It closed and the Candlemon took out a transmitter. "Robotnick, Myotismon, they're on their way."
"Excellent!" a voice replied back, "Now take of those stupid disguises you look ridiculous."
The Candlemon took a hand to their back and pressed something. The Candlemon soon fazed in and out and disappeared, and then they reappeared small robots. "Come on guys." The leader said to the group. "Lets get back to our masters."
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Howard: AND STAY OUT! Stupid monkeys. Oh, hey there so how was the story? I hoped you liked it.
M.C.: Yeah if you did send us reviews, that's OUR paycheck.
Howard: Wait a second... you said that you needed a hundred dollars to work for me.
M.C. Uh... GOTA GO!
Howard: Excuse me guys; I have to get a hundred back. I'll update soon, So long.
M.C.: Hey don't blame me, you said to get someone who had some experience and was also dirt-cheap. So I looked in the want ads and I saw an ad for writers so... I hired them.
Howard: But you never allowed me to see them, when I was going to go tell them about the stories I wanted you said that "Oh I'll go tell them." Then you get back with those two stories and put them up. I read over these and reviews were okay but I want it to be better. Now, I want to see these writers...
M.C. Okay, but you'll be mad. COME ON IN GUYS!
The door opens and about a thousand monkeys came through the door.
Howard: MONKEYS! YOU HIRED MONKEYS!
Monkey: EEP MEEP!!!
M.C.: But the ad said that these were the same monkeys that wrote the works of Shakespeare.
Howard: THEY HAD INFINITY TO WRITE THOSE!!! NOW GET RID OF THESE MONKEYS!!!
M.C.: But...
Howard: NOW!!!!!
Monkey: Ohhh! EEP EEP!!!
Howard: HEY! GET OUT OF MY FRUIT BASKET! Listen this is going to take a while so I'll just say that I do not own Digimon or Sonic the Hedgehog. Lets begin the fic... NO! GET OF THE LAMP!
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((()))))))))))))))))))))))) ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
The room was dark; it would have been pitch black if not for the glow of computer screens all around the room. The room was also spacious... and barren, with only a table, make that a table with a body on it. Wires from the computer terminals were connected to the body, with the computer screens showing the life signs. Suddenly the computers started to detect more activity in the body, and the body started to rise.
"-Groan- what the heck happened?" The figure started to regain his thoughts; instead of being relieved he became enraged. "Now I remember... those @#&$*$% Digi-destined tried to destroy me, and again they failed miserably. You hear that you @%#$ brats! You failed to destroy the great Myotismon again!"
"I wouldn't start congratulating yourself just yet."
"What the... who said that?"
A door on the far end of the room started to open showing a silhouette of a rather large body. "Who arrRGGH" Myotismon screamed out in pain as extremely bright lights came on. "WHAT THE %@$# ARE YOU TRYING TO DO! BLIND ME!
"Oh, come on you big baby! You the 'GREAT MYOTISMON' crying over a little bit of light."
Myotismon was now boiling in rage. "If you know what's good for you will shut your @$#%&*@ mouth and tell me what I want to know, or I WILL @#%$^#& KILL YOU!!!"
The man just started laughing hysterically. "I have no need to worry about you killing me. Whatever you do to me I will be able to survive it."
"YOU WILL SURVIVE OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!"
"Then there is, again, no need to worry. For you see, you are already dead."
"WHAT ARE YOU BABLING ABOUT? I'M STANDING HERE MOST QUITE ALIVE!!!"
"You need proof? Pound your chest."
"WHAT?"
"Trust me just do it."
Myotismon started to pound his chest, expecting to just hear the "THUMP, THUMP!" of flesh hitting flesh, but instead he heard a "CLANG, CLANG!" Myotismon's eyes went wide. He looked down at his hand. What he saw made his blood run cold. Myotismon ran to a blackened out monitor and looked into it, seeing his reflection. Instead of seeing flesh, he saw metal. "What did you do to me? WHAT THE @%#$ DID YOU DO TO ME!!!" Myotismon grabbed around the persons neck and started squeezing with all his might, but the person just looked at him.
"Please, remove your hands from my neck before I get extremely annoyed!"
Myotismon took away his hands, "Tell me who you are."
"My Name is Robotnick. I have been watching you ever since my computers detected a large power burst in a zone, that was when you turned into Mega Myotismon (Or whatever his first incarnation was called). I executed a lot of research about your kind, and I was the one who made you like that."
"No freaking kidding. May I ask WHY?"
"Well, after watching your last fight with those children, I saw that your data was about to be terminated, I quickly did a scan of your coding and copied it to my 'Information Superhighway' where you were recreated, and put into a new metal body. I myself have done this many times, which is why I was not worried by your threats. You lost your old attacks, but you know have missiles and lasers in your body, you also now can use my troops, mechanical creations called Badnicks and Swat-bots."
"And what do you want of me. There is no way someone would do this if they didn't want something in return."
"You are correct, I, like you, have an accursed group that interferes with everything, and I want to join forces. Together we can crush both of our enemy's at the same time."
"All right, but my adversary's..."
"I know they have partners that they use to defeat their enemies. But I have a plan, if we separate them, the children will be defenseless, we can then kill them at our leisure. Know there is only a certain matter left. Do we have a agreement?" Robotnick extended his hand.
Myotismon smiled and accepted the hand shake, "We do, Robotnick, we most certainly do."
Somewhere on File Island...
"Where are those guy's? We said for them to meet us here at 3 pm." T.K. was rapidly pacing back and forth by the digi-port; while Kari, sitting on a nearby log, was getting worried he was going to bore into the ground.
"Come on T.K., don't worry they'll be here, you know Davis is always late, and Yolie always comes when Ken does. Now please stop pacing, you are starting to make me dizzy."
"I'm sorry Kari, I just can't seem to sit still."
Kari got up off the log and walked over to him. "Well, maybe this will." Kari leaned in t give T.K. a kiss.
"Hey Kari! T.J."
*Figures. Works every time. * Both Kari and T.K. thought as they saw Davis walk up to them. "Hey, Davis." Kari yelled over to her nice, but sometimes annoying, friend.
"Davis do you know when Yolie and Ken are going to show up together?"
Davis was shocked, "You mean you guys don't know? Ken and Yolie broke up, they said that it just didn't seem to work out."
"What!" Kari said surprised, "I wonder why it didn't work out?" Kari always saw Ken as a nice guy, well after the Digimon Emperor thing, and would have probably started dating him if T.K. wasn't around. "How's Yolie taking it, Davis?"
"Well, she was upset, but she says Ken had some good reasons, so she's not that mad at him."
T.K. was relieved to hear that, "Well at least we won't have to deal with her pouting about losing one of her crushes."
"I heard that T.K.!" a scowling Yolie said as she walked up to the group with Ken and Cody fallowing up behind. "I do not pout went someone dumps me, and I don't have THAT many crushes."
"Then how do you explain Ryan, Micah, Robert, Tom Oomph", Davis started to say before being elbowed in the gut by Yolie.
"You should have known better Davis, than to pick on Yolie when she's a little ticked off." Said Cody to a now clenching his gut Davis. "Now you know why we broke up, one of the main problems was ribcage damage." A chuckling Ken added.
"HELP!!! HELP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!!!" a Candlemon yelled coming closer to the group.
"What's the matter?" Kari yelled over to the frightened Digimon.
The Candlemon stopped in front of them and calmed himself, "A strange Digimon is attacking a group of us, there to powerful for our attacks, and can you help us get out of this area and into a new one? There's a digi- port close to here, we just need someone to carry us to them."
"Why do you need someone to carry you?" Davis asked confused.
"Having Candlesticks for legs are not that good for running." Candlemon stated flatly. "Of course we will help you, it is our duty to help Digimon in need." Kari said, feeling sorry for the Candlemon. "Lets just get our Digimon and."
"NO!" the Candlemon suddenly yelled, "Uh... I mean... we kind of had enough Digimon for one day, so could uh... you not call your Digimon."
"
A little bit later all of the Candlemon were standing in front of a digi- port. "Why wasn't that Digimon you were talking about there, Candlemon" Yolie asked a little confused.
"Uh... well... ah... We WERE able to make it back off for a second. We just needed someone to get us here."
T.K. stood in front of the port, "DIGI-PORT O"
"WAIT" Davis yelled out.
"What is it Davis?"
Davis motioned for T.K., Kari, and Yolie to come over to where Cody, Ken and Himself were.
"What's this about Davis?" Kari asked.
"Well, me, Ken and Cody were thinking, something doesn't feel right."
Cody continued with Davis' statement, "Yeah, how were the Candlemon able to fight back the Digimon, but before said that their attacks were to weak?"
"And where did this port come from? I never saw a port here when I was the Digimon Emperor." Ken finished.
"Well... Maybe we should ask the Candlemon." Kari said, for some reason she was starting to get a bad feeling.
"Hey... um... are you going to open the port up or what?" the Candlemon said getting a little agitated.
"We have a few questions for you guys," Kari started to say.
The Candlemon grew more agitated. "Look just open up the portal and we'll be on our merry way."
"But some things just don't make sense to us" T.K. said confused why they were getting angry.
"LOOK! JUST OPEN UP THE #$@& PORTAL! NOW!"
Yolie suddenly got up and walked over to the Candlemon, her eyes burning in rage. "Listen you! We don't mind helping you but if you are going to be rude to us for just asking questions..."
She was about to continue when the portal just started glowing. "THAT'S THE CUE BOYS! THROW EM IN!" the Candlemon yelled to his group. All of them jumped at the Digidestined and pushed them back into the portal. It closed and the Candlemon took out a transmitter. "Robotnick, Myotismon, they're on their way."
"Excellent!" a voice replied back, "Now take of those stupid disguises you look ridiculous."
The Candlemon took a hand to their back and pressed something. The Candlemon soon fazed in and out and disappeared, and then they reappeared small robots. "Come on guys." The leader said to the group. "Lets get back to our masters."
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Howard: AND STAY OUT! Stupid monkeys. Oh, hey there so how was the story? I hoped you liked it.
M.C.: Yeah if you did send us reviews, that's OUR paycheck.
Howard: Wait a second... you said that you needed a hundred dollars to work for me.
M.C. Uh... GOTA GO!
Howard: Excuse me guys; I have to get a hundred back. I'll update soon, So long.