Crystals, Feathers and Crests
Mary gave a small yelp as a thorn caught her left leg. The boys didn't notice, but Violet knelt next to her and looked at it closely, "That one managed to get through. Wait a second, I'll get out a plaster."
She produced a plaster. Mary noticed the picture, and pleaded, "Please, not that one!"
"Why, don't you like Piglet?" Violet grinned, placing the Winnie-the-Pooh plaster firmly over the offending cut. By now, the boys had noticed the hold-up.
"What is it now? Another thorn?" Mike asked, with a sigh. Violet nodded. He continued, "That's the fifth one in the last two hours."
Steve rolled his eyes, "If you can hold on for a bit longer without being ripped to shreds, we'll try and find somewhere to rest."
Violet put her hands together like a nun, "Come, noble Mary. Let Sister Violet show you the way."
Mary grinned. Steve turned around and carried on up the rough path the group had been following. It had led off the beach, and had produced no end of thorns, stinging nettles and other pleasantries. Violet was the only one who could find anything funny about it.
As they stumbled on, she pointed out, "It could be worse. We could be balancing on the edge of an active volcano with twenty Witchmon attacking us."
They all had to agree. Just then, they heard a strange screeching sound, like a cat that's been stroked the wrong way. It came again, and then there was a weird chuckle. It was a cross between a mud-monster's and a series of clicks. It was very strange. They all shivered, and then they followed the noise.
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The owner of the laugh/clicks laughed as he watched them. As if he'd be foolish enough to just wait around for those idiots. No, he would hide, and if they tracked him down, he would kill them. In his mind, it was that simple.
Then his thoughts turned to the crests. His pathetic servant, Sapphiremon, had failed to bring him Leadership, the idiot. As far as the mysterious Digimon could tell, it was one of the more powerful crests. Never mind, it would soon have Protection. Very soon...
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The group stopped in a more-or-less clear space. At least, it wasn't covered with a carpet of thorns. Mary firmly sat down and refused to budge. Violet sat next to her, saying something about how she wished they could stop at a MacDonalds. John got out his computer and got typing. Steve and Snowmon tried to work out where they should go, and where the crests were, until Snowmon said that one might be in a volcano, which made both of them shut up. Meanwhile, Mike kicked a tempting stone. It bounced off several rocks, and then something roared as it hit it.
The thing came into the light. Its body was the same snake shape as Sapphiremon. Its tail had a point like an arrow's, it had three-clawed hands, but no legs, and a pair of dragon's wings. Its version of ears curved, had a point, went up, curved backwards, then they curved up. Its body was a brilliant silver, its teeth were white, and its eyes were the palest blue in the world (Sorry, Digiworld). A trail of miniature crystals floated out behind it.
It growled, "My name is Crystalmon. I dispose of people like you with my Crystal Wind, and I am one of the fastest fliers in the Digiworld." Its voice was female, but there was something in her voice that told them not to mess with her.
She suddenly swooped towards Mike. He got out of the way just in time. She screeched in anger. Then she sped towards him faster than anything he had ever seen before. Before anyone could do anything, she had collided with him, and sent him flying backwards.
He struggled to his feet, but then Crystalmon hit him again. Suddenly Steve realised what she was doing. He sprang forwards and grabbed her by the neck. She turned swiftly around, so fast that she knocked him off. He fell backwards into Snowmon.
His Digimon asked, "What did you do that for?"
Steve replied, "Don't you realise? She's driving him away from us!" Crystalmon frowned when she heard that. Then she picked Mike up by the T- shirt, flew into the air, and then she flung him away. As he fell, she shouted, "Crystal Wind!"
She blew as hard as she could, and a fierce wind, almost a hurricane, blew towards the boy. A thousand miniature crystals glistened in it. It hit Mike, and carried him further away from his friends. Eventually, it dropped him, and he fell down, gathering speed, until he landed heavily on some kind of plant. It was huge and rubbery, and as he hit it, he went sailing up again.
This carried on for a bit, and then he was able to put his feet firmly on the ground. He sighed, "How come Digimon love trying to kill me?"
Then he said, "You're talking to yourself. Did you know that?"
To which he replied, "Oh, shut up." He shut his mouth firmly. Instead of talking to himself, he looked around him. He was in the centre of a perfect circle of the rubbery plants. He glanced up, and saw Crystalmon silhouetted against the sun.
She seemed to be in a hurry, and he made up his mind to follow her. He squeezed through the gap in between two plants, and ran after the trail of crystals she left behind. She was speeding up, so he did too. Soon, he was running at least one kilometre an hour. But Crystalmon was still speeding up.
He was running out of air, and he was developing a stitch. He was about to give up, when a feather fell onto his shoulder. He managed to glance at it. It was flame-red, huge, and immediately he knew whom it belonged to. He whispered, "Birdramon."
There was a familiar screech, and then he heard Birdramon's voice shouting, "Digimorph, Mike!"
He frowned in agreement. His digivice began to glow, as he said, "Mike digimorph to Tigermon!"
As Tigermon, he ran twice as fast, easily catching up with Crystalmon. Then he carried on running. Something inside him, the essence of the tiger Digimon he had become, knew where she was going. And was making sure he got there first.
He ran on, Tigermon's spirit guiding them. Crystalmon spotted him, and the direction they were going, and snarled.
Tigermon stopped outside a cave, and became Mike once more. He peered in cautiously, and then he saw a weird light coming from the back. He walked towards it, then stopped in his tracks. It was a sword, but no ordinary sword. For starters, it was hovering in mid-air. Then, there was the fact that it was emitting a strange light. Also, the blade glimmered silver, with digispeak written along it, and it had a bluey-green hilt. A tiny shield with a cross covering it was carved into the hilt, with a miniature sword behind it. It was the crest of Protection.
He reached out and was about to touch it, when he heard a snarl behind him. He spun round, and saw Crystalmon blocking the entrance. She roared as she swooped at him. He rolled to his right, and she swooped again. He was near the exit, when he recognised the manoeuvre. She was driving him away from the sword. Just when she was about to dive, he ran forwards, towards her. She stopped in shock. Was this HUMAN CHILD going to attack her?
But Mike had a different plan. He ducked under her, and carried on running, towards the sword. Crystalmon screeched and swooped towards him, teeth bared, claws outstretched. She was about to reach him, when he grabbed the sword.
The light faded, and then a bluey-green light shot out from the carving to hit Mike in the chest. He gripped the sword tightly, and then he spun round and drove it right into Crystalmon's heart. She screamed, as she should. Mike gritted his teeth, calling up any spare energy that he had, willing the sword to stay there. Then she exploded. He let out the breath he hadn't realised he had been holding. He looked down at his tag, and saw a bluey- green crest fixed firmly inside. He thought, "I hope the others find me." Then he fainted.
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At that moment, Steve's digivice went berserk. It started glowing, and shaking, and then a beam of golden light shot from his crest to the device. Immediately, it bounced off, and hit the ground. A bluey-green light suddenly appeared, coming out of the trees, and joined it.
The two lights merged, and then the ball of light they had become hovered in front of the open-mouthed digidestined. Then Violet managed to say, "I think it wants us to go with it."
"What? How do you know?" John asked, turning to her. She felt herself begin to sweat, but then the ball shot off into the forest. The kids exchanged glances, and then they tore after it. It dodged in between trunks, twigs and leaves, with the digidestined charging after it like a herd of elephants.
Eventually it stopped, and split into two separate blobs of light. The gold blob returned to Steve's crest, whilst the bluey-green one swooped down to someone who was lying at the mouth of a cave, with a sword next to them. Mary clapped a hand over her mouth, "Mike!"
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Mike opened his eyes slightly, and saw the light of a campfire. He opened them fully, and sat up. All the digidestined were asleep, except that he couldn't see one of them. There was a noise behind him and he looked in that direction. He saw Violet watching him. She smiled, slightly, "Tough day, huh?"
He nodded. She looked up at the moon; "I'm starting to think that someone's trying to stop us getting us from getting our crests."
"D'ya think?" he asked, sarcastically. She didn't change her expression. He raised an eyebrow. It wasn't like Violet not to laugh at a joke.
She looked into the fire, and whispered, so quietly no one could hear her, the words she had seen written on the sword's blade, "`Beware, Protection. Leadership's anger has not been quietened. You will have to face him, not as a friend, but as an enemy, someday. And it will be sooner than you think.`"
WHAT DOES THE STRANGE MESSAGE MEAN? AND WHO IS THE STRANGE, SHADOWY DIGIMON? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT DIGIMON: DIGITAL MONSTERS!
Author's Note: Man, I'm getting these out pretty fast now. I guess it's the reviews. The more reviews I get, the more I want to get these out so I can thanks people. Anyway, here is a quick explanation of the title: CRYSTALmon was the evil Digimon, the FEATHER inspired Mike, and it's about Mike finding his CREST. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
Anyway, I've decided to dedicate this chapter to Alan Wilkinson, for all his great reviews! THANKYOU!!!! And, in answer to your question, it gets answered later, but basically, the media found out, and decided t made a good TV show. Or something like that. Anyway, Digimon belongs to Toei, and my digidestined and Digimon belong to (guess who) ME!
Lady Moon
Mary gave a small yelp as a thorn caught her left leg. The boys didn't notice, but Violet knelt next to her and looked at it closely, "That one managed to get through. Wait a second, I'll get out a plaster."
She produced a plaster. Mary noticed the picture, and pleaded, "Please, not that one!"
"Why, don't you like Piglet?" Violet grinned, placing the Winnie-the-Pooh plaster firmly over the offending cut. By now, the boys had noticed the hold-up.
"What is it now? Another thorn?" Mike asked, with a sigh. Violet nodded. He continued, "That's the fifth one in the last two hours."
Steve rolled his eyes, "If you can hold on for a bit longer without being ripped to shreds, we'll try and find somewhere to rest."
Violet put her hands together like a nun, "Come, noble Mary. Let Sister Violet show you the way."
Mary grinned. Steve turned around and carried on up the rough path the group had been following. It had led off the beach, and had produced no end of thorns, stinging nettles and other pleasantries. Violet was the only one who could find anything funny about it.
As they stumbled on, she pointed out, "It could be worse. We could be balancing on the edge of an active volcano with twenty Witchmon attacking us."
They all had to agree. Just then, they heard a strange screeching sound, like a cat that's been stroked the wrong way. It came again, and then there was a weird chuckle. It was a cross between a mud-monster's and a series of clicks. It was very strange. They all shivered, and then they followed the noise.
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The owner of the laugh/clicks laughed as he watched them. As if he'd be foolish enough to just wait around for those idiots. No, he would hide, and if they tracked him down, he would kill them. In his mind, it was that simple.
Then his thoughts turned to the crests. His pathetic servant, Sapphiremon, had failed to bring him Leadership, the idiot. As far as the mysterious Digimon could tell, it was one of the more powerful crests. Never mind, it would soon have Protection. Very soon...
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The group stopped in a more-or-less clear space. At least, it wasn't covered with a carpet of thorns. Mary firmly sat down and refused to budge. Violet sat next to her, saying something about how she wished they could stop at a MacDonalds. John got out his computer and got typing. Steve and Snowmon tried to work out where they should go, and where the crests were, until Snowmon said that one might be in a volcano, which made both of them shut up. Meanwhile, Mike kicked a tempting stone. It bounced off several rocks, and then something roared as it hit it.
The thing came into the light. Its body was the same snake shape as Sapphiremon. Its tail had a point like an arrow's, it had three-clawed hands, but no legs, and a pair of dragon's wings. Its version of ears curved, had a point, went up, curved backwards, then they curved up. Its body was a brilliant silver, its teeth were white, and its eyes were the palest blue in the world (Sorry, Digiworld). A trail of miniature crystals floated out behind it.
It growled, "My name is Crystalmon. I dispose of people like you with my Crystal Wind, and I am one of the fastest fliers in the Digiworld." Its voice was female, but there was something in her voice that told them not to mess with her.
She suddenly swooped towards Mike. He got out of the way just in time. She screeched in anger. Then she sped towards him faster than anything he had ever seen before. Before anyone could do anything, she had collided with him, and sent him flying backwards.
He struggled to his feet, but then Crystalmon hit him again. Suddenly Steve realised what she was doing. He sprang forwards and grabbed her by the neck. She turned swiftly around, so fast that she knocked him off. He fell backwards into Snowmon.
His Digimon asked, "What did you do that for?"
Steve replied, "Don't you realise? She's driving him away from us!" Crystalmon frowned when she heard that. Then she picked Mike up by the T- shirt, flew into the air, and then she flung him away. As he fell, she shouted, "Crystal Wind!"
She blew as hard as she could, and a fierce wind, almost a hurricane, blew towards the boy. A thousand miniature crystals glistened in it. It hit Mike, and carried him further away from his friends. Eventually, it dropped him, and he fell down, gathering speed, until he landed heavily on some kind of plant. It was huge and rubbery, and as he hit it, he went sailing up again.
This carried on for a bit, and then he was able to put his feet firmly on the ground. He sighed, "How come Digimon love trying to kill me?"
Then he said, "You're talking to yourself. Did you know that?"
To which he replied, "Oh, shut up." He shut his mouth firmly. Instead of talking to himself, he looked around him. He was in the centre of a perfect circle of the rubbery plants. He glanced up, and saw Crystalmon silhouetted against the sun.
She seemed to be in a hurry, and he made up his mind to follow her. He squeezed through the gap in between two plants, and ran after the trail of crystals she left behind. She was speeding up, so he did too. Soon, he was running at least one kilometre an hour. But Crystalmon was still speeding up.
He was running out of air, and he was developing a stitch. He was about to give up, when a feather fell onto his shoulder. He managed to glance at it. It was flame-red, huge, and immediately he knew whom it belonged to. He whispered, "Birdramon."
There was a familiar screech, and then he heard Birdramon's voice shouting, "Digimorph, Mike!"
He frowned in agreement. His digivice began to glow, as he said, "Mike digimorph to Tigermon!"
As Tigermon, he ran twice as fast, easily catching up with Crystalmon. Then he carried on running. Something inside him, the essence of the tiger Digimon he had become, knew where she was going. And was making sure he got there first.
He ran on, Tigermon's spirit guiding them. Crystalmon spotted him, and the direction they were going, and snarled.
Tigermon stopped outside a cave, and became Mike once more. He peered in cautiously, and then he saw a weird light coming from the back. He walked towards it, then stopped in his tracks. It was a sword, but no ordinary sword. For starters, it was hovering in mid-air. Then, there was the fact that it was emitting a strange light. Also, the blade glimmered silver, with digispeak written along it, and it had a bluey-green hilt. A tiny shield with a cross covering it was carved into the hilt, with a miniature sword behind it. It was the crest of Protection.
He reached out and was about to touch it, when he heard a snarl behind him. He spun round, and saw Crystalmon blocking the entrance. She roared as she swooped at him. He rolled to his right, and she swooped again. He was near the exit, when he recognised the manoeuvre. She was driving him away from the sword. Just when she was about to dive, he ran forwards, towards her. She stopped in shock. Was this HUMAN CHILD going to attack her?
But Mike had a different plan. He ducked under her, and carried on running, towards the sword. Crystalmon screeched and swooped towards him, teeth bared, claws outstretched. She was about to reach him, when he grabbed the sword.
The light faded, and then a bluey-green light shot out from the carving to hit Mike in the chest. He gripped the sword tightly, and then he spun round and drove it right into Crystalmon's heart. She screamed, as she should. Mike gritted his teeth, calling up any spare energy that he had, willing the sword to stay there. Then she exploded. He let out the breath he hadn't realised he had been holding. He looked down at his tag, and saw a bluey- green crest fixed firmly inside. He thought, "I hope the others find me." Then he fainted.
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At that moment, Steve's digivice went berserk. It started glowing, and shaking, and then a beam of golden light shot from his crest to the device. Immediately, it bounced off, and hit the ground. A bluey-green light suddenly appeared, coming out of the trees, and joined it.
The two lights merged, and then the ball of light they had become hovered in front of the open-mouthed digidestined. Then Violet managed to say, "I think it wants us to go with it."
"What? How do you know?" John asked, turning to her. She felt herself begin to sweat, but then the ball shot off into the forest. The kids exchanged glances, and then they tore after it. It dodged in between trunks, twigs and leaves, with the digidestined charging after it like a herd of elephants.
Eventually it stopped, and split into two separate blobs of light. The gold blob returned to Steve's crest, whilst the bluey-green one swooped down to someone who was lying at the mouth of a cave, with a sword next to them. Mary clapped a hand over her mouth, "Mike!"
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Mike opened his eyes slightly, and saw the light of a campfire. He opened them fully, and sat up. All the digidestined were asleep, except that he couldn't see one of them. There was a noise behind him and he looked in that direction. He saw Violet watching him. She smiled, slightly, "Tough day, huh?"
He nodded. She looked up at the moon; "I'm starting to think that someone's trying to stop us getting us from getting our crests."
"D'ya think?" he asked, sarcastically. She didn't change her expression. He raised an eyebrow. It wasn't like Violet not to laugh at a joke.
She looked into the fire, and whispered, so quietly no one could hear her, the words she had seen written on the sword's blade, "`Beware, Protection. Leadership's anger has not been quietened. You will have to face him, not as a friend, but as an enemy, someday. And it will be sooner than you think.`"
WHAT DOES THE STRANGE MESSAGE MEAN? AND WHO IS THE STRANGE, SHADOWY DIGIMON? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT DIGIMON: DIGITAL MONSTERS!
Author's Note: Man, I'm getting these out pretty fast now. I guess it's the reviews. The more reviews I get, the more I want to get these out so I can thanks people. Anyway, here is a quick explanation of the title: CRYSTALmon was the evil Digimon, the FEATHER inspired Mike, and it's about Mike finding his CREST. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
Anyway, I've decided to dedicate this chapter to Alan Wilkinson, for all his great reviews! THANKYOU!!!! And, in answer to your question, it gets answered later, but basically, the media found out, and decided t made a good TV show. Or something like that. Anyway, Digimon belongs to Toei, and my digidestined and Digimon belong to (guess who) ME!
Lady Moon