Dreams and Nightmares
*She was running... She didn't know where and she didn't know why, she just knew that she was. Inside her head, V gave her directions, and every time she turned, the place she had avoided seemed to suddenly produce a monster. It was only thanks to V that she hadn't run into one.
Then the voice in her head seemed to disappear. She stopped and looked around, but there was nothing, except for a faint light fading away behind her, as if it was running away.
Then a blind panic came on her, and she started running again. Only this time there were no directions. Looking behind her, hoping to see something other than darkness and monsters, she smacked straight into one.
Looking up, it was all she could do to stifle her screams. She didn't see any particular shape, but she somehow knew this was the worst of the lot. Something shadowy came towards her, but it was so dark she couldn't see.
It was coming closer and closer, and instinctively she knew that if it touched her, her life would end...*
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"VIOLET!" Her eyes snapped open. She was lying in, of all things, a BED! She hadn't been in one since she came to the Digiworld, so for a moment all her attention was on that. Then her vision focused on someone (or something) kneeling on top of her. Their hands were gripping her shoulders, so they were probably who had been calling out to her.
The girl squinted. The person (?) had quite long, blood red hair, which was currently flowing over the bed, almost touching the floor. Their face looked concerned, light blue eyes looking closely at her. They were wearing a flowing blue dress that stopped just above their knees, and she could see a pair of blue and gold sandals lying near the bed. But easily the most surprising thing about them was the pair of blue, gold, and slightly red butterfly wings growing out of their back.
The... person? Digimon? Smiled at her, "Good, you're awake. That was a pretty bad dream you were having. Nightmare, in fact."
Violet sat up slightly, so that she was leaning back on her elbows. The thing (?) moved back to the end of the bed, then knelt down, legs crossed behind them, hands in her lap, wings erect. The girl stared, "Are you... a Digimon?"
They grinned, "Sure am! I'm Dreammon, an Ultimate Digimon with the power to see and give dreams! My Dreaming Star isn't that blissful though, and unless you stay on my good side, my Sleeping Beauty will make sure you never have a problem sleeping!"
Violet smiled slightly, then looked around, "OK, three things: 1) You are a female, right?, 2) What am I doing here?, and 3) Where's Pearlmon?"
Dreammon ticked the answers off on her fingers, "In order, of course I am, long story, and through the door, lying in front of the fire. Devoted pyromaniac, your Digimon."
"Well, she is a fire Digimon."
"Really? With all those flames, I'd never noticed."
Violet's smile widened, "Ah, it's so nice to hear proper sarcasm once more from a female who isn't me. Mary's been so freaked out about the Digiworld that she hasn't been that sarcastic since we got here."
Dreammon raised her eyebrows, before getting off the bed, "OK, do you want me to go whilst you get washed. Because, no offence, you really stink."
The girl blushed slightly, before looking around and spotting a doorway which led to, of all things, a bathroom, "Um, yeah. But you can talk to me if you like."
"Sure."
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Steve glared at his... `companion`, "Mike, will you just shut up?"
Mike stared straight ahead, "How can I shut up if I haven't said anything?"
"You did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
Mike's crest glowed slightly, ^ "Will you two cut it out already?" ^
Steve glared at it, "Oh, so sorry your highness. I didn't realise you were royalty."
^ "What's your problem?" ^
The blonde looked away, "Nothing."
^ "Oh, sure. Nothing, my wing." ^
The blonde growled in a scarily primal and threatening way. WingSerpentmon got the hint, and shut up. Mike did too, whilst the Digimon gave the leader- or rather, ex-leader-until-further-notice-a scared look. Maybe it was just them, but Steve was getting... Snappish? Scary? Freaky? Whatever it was, they hoped he'd stop being it soon.
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Dreammon sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the sound of water running. She hadn't mentioned anything yet, but she was eager to discuss everything in the dream. Even if she didn't want to, dreams leapt out at her, so it was hard not to know what they were about. Even though Violet's didn't really count as a dream. More like a really bad nightmare.
Hearing the water being turned off, she spoke, "You often have that dream?"
"Not really," Violet's voice drifted through the door, "But I've been having it more often than I should. I mean, dreams don't really repeat themselves a lot, right?"
"Not normally. But important ones can."
The door opened, and Violet walked back in, looking distinctively cleaner, as well as wetter. Her hair was hanging in strands all around her face, giving her the impression of a wet dog. Only she smelt better.
Dreammon cocked her head slightly, "Oh, very attractive."
Violet didn't say anything. She seemed to be looking past the Digimon, into somewhere only she could see. Then she blinked and snapped back into focus, "Huh? Oh, right. Um..." She was getting flustered. That much was obvious. There was a long pause, before, "So... What do you want? I mean, I'm guessing you want SOMETHING, because... er..."
(LM: Blame this on Dad! He kept telling me to write through my writer's block!)
Dreammon blinked, before smiling, "Well, I wouldn't mind..." She paused, letting it sink in. She always hated having to repeat herself, "...Knowing who V was."
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John had to work hard to suppress his urge to scream, "Mary?"
His friend paused in her very strange dance, "Yeah?"
He pointed at her, "What exactly are you doing?"
She looked at him as if he was nuts, "You don't know what the `Follow the Leader` dance is?"
"The WHAT?"
"You know? `Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader, OOO-OOO!" At the `OOO-OOO`, she spun around.
He buried his face in his hands, "Mary?" he repeated.
"Yeah?"
"Four things: Shut. Up. And. Move."
The girl blinked at him, but chose not to point out the Shrek-ness of his statement. Now, judging by his expression, was not the time.
As they started walking again, he asked, "Where do people actually do that anyway?"
"At parties, mostly."
"Ex-CUSE me?"
She gave him a surprised look, "You know? Party? P-A-R-T-Y? Party: noun. A place where people have fun..." She peered closely at him, "Actually, maybe you don't know."
"MARY?"
She flinched at the volume, "Yeah?"
"SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Violet stared at Dreammon, "Wh-Who?"
"V. You know, that person, or whatever, that was giving you the directions in your dream."
There was silence. Violet frantically thought to V, 'OK, we're busted. HOW THE HECK AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS TO HER? OR JUST NOT TELL HER?'
~ 'Don't worry,' ~ responded V's strangely calm `voice`. Now there was something Violet hadn't noticed: V's voice was changing. It didn't sound like hers anymore. Was that good? ~ 'Dreammon's a good Digimon. After all, her name is `Dream`, not `Nightmare`.' ~
Her mouth opened and shut like a goldfish's, making some... INTERESTING sounds, "Wey... upu... mah..."
Dreammon gave her an odd look, "WHAT?"
V sighed, ~ 'Look, why don't I tell her?' ~
Then, it happened again. V slid into Violet's mind, and took over. She looked coolly at the Dream Digimon, "V's me."
The Digimon's eyes widened slightly, and her eyebrows went up. You see, V's new voice was affecting the way Violet spoke as V too, so it was kind of easy to tell something was going on. Her mouth opened slightly, "You're a possessor?"
V crossed `her` arms, "Not by choice. I wouldn't normally, but I have to help in someway. It's the only contact I have with the physical world now."
Dreammon looked down, at the space on the bed next to her, "You want to sit down? It'd be easier to talk."
The possessor-not-by-choice sat in the chosen area, "So. What do you want to know?"
"For starters, are you human in any way?"
She shook `her` head, "Nope. Digimon."
"Name?"
"Can't tell. Some Digimon would want to make sure I never got out."
"Powerful enemies then?"
V smiled slightly, "Only about every single evil Digimon in the Digiworld."
Dreammon leaned back slightly, alarmed, "Yikes. How old are you, exactly?"
V sighed, "I dunno. Violet's eleven, and I've been in her all that time. I only revealed myself when she was two though."
"How come?"
"Didn't want to influence her too much, plus I wanted to keep myself secret, so I waited until she knew how to walk and talk, and knew about keeping secrets. Anyway, so that's eleven years, plus at least fifty since the last Digidestined came to the Digiworld, plus Godsermon only knows HOW long."
Dreammon did some mental calculations, including a lot of lines, "So. Were you one of the First-born Digimon?"
V nodded. That was the term for the first Digimon created, "Yep."
"Which group, if you can't do names?"
"Worldly Trio."
Dreammon stared, "Blimey. You're ANCIENT."
"Thanks a lot."
"No, really. The Worldly Trio disappeared over three billion years ago. I heard two of them managed to come back though. They'd split apart into two separate Digimon each, but they came back."
"Wow." V looked down, "They did it. Even... Even the creator."
The dream Digimon raised an eyebrow at the wistful tone of V's voice, "More than friendship between the two of you?"
V pressed `her` index fingers together, in obvious embarrassment, "Well, I know it sounds weirder for Digimon than for humans, but... I think we were in love."
The Digimon stared at her. Love lives weren't a common as you might think between Digimon, and she'd thought they didn't even exist billions of years ago. Then she looked away, "Speaking of love... You do know the prophecy, right? About Violet and..." she trailed off.
She smiled, "Yeah. I was there when they were being written, remember? Or at least, being finished."
"Yeah, thought so. So you know the line...? The one where it really says it clear...?"
V nodded, and recited, "`The union of Courage and Love was broken by denial. Only their descendants can reconnect it.`"
"That's the one. So. Any hope yet?"
She groaned, "It's so obvious they like each other! Everyone's noticed except them! She STILL can't tell! Has this girl ever heard of denial?"
Dreammon raised her eyebrows at the outburst, "Annoying you?"
"YES!"
The Digimon raised her hands slightly in a defensive way, "Sorry. Didn't realise it was that bad."
V groaned again. It was VERY bad. She didn't know how, but this relationship was crucial to her release. And boy, was it giving her a headache...
Dreammon gave her a sympathetic smile, "It's OK. You can let Violet take over now, if it's too much."
She fell back on the bed, and felt Violet's consciousness rising to the surface once more...
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Steve kicked a pebble. There was no real reason for this, other than to satisfy his growing need to kick something. Of course, this didn't give him a reason to kick a poor, defenceless pebble. There were, after all, a whole variety of things to kick around him. There were trees (no, not satisfying really. No reaction), Digimon (no, he liked that foot), and Mike. Oh yes, MIKE! He could've kicked Mike's-
(Freeze-frame)
Digimon Empress Mimi: LADY! Just WHAT do you think you're writing?
Lady Moon: Oops. Too much Terry Pratchett.
DEM: Then FIX IT!
LM: OK, OK...
(End freeze-frame. Rewind)
Steve kicked a pebble. It made a very satisfying noise as it clattered away. As he looked back, he was reminded that he was walking with...MIKE. He would call him by his last name, like all good rivals, but he couldn't remember what it was. Only that it started with `C`. Ah well.
Turning back, he kicked another pebble. This one sailed through the air, before hitting a tree, which (for reasons best known to itself) bent back slightly, before flinging it back at the group. Steve, because he was positioned perfectly to notice, was able to duck. Mike (or `C`) was not so lucky.
It hit him perfectly on the forehead. Ow.
Bending over, massaging his forehead, he saw Steve looking back, laughing. Forgetting the pain instantly, he snarled and pounced.
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Violet blinked at Dreammon, "Let me get this straight: V is a Digimon?"
The Digimon nodded, "Yep."
"One of the first Digimon IN EXISTENCE?"
"Yep."
"She can either preserve or heal?"
"Yep."
"She was in love with another member of her `group`, called `The Worldly Trio?"
"Yep."
There was a long pause, then, "SHE'S OVER THREE BILLION YEARS OLD??????"
Dreammon winced, "Um... Yep."
The girl fell backwards, almost squashing her Digimon (who had finally risen), "Oh boy..."
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Mary raised an eyebrow, "Do you hear something?"
"Huh?" John had his hands over his ears, trying to block out her singing.
"Do you hear something?"
"Pardon?"
"Do you-" She looked down at him, and scowled. Ripping his hands away from his ears, pinning his arms by his sides and leaning close to him, she screamed, "DO YOU HEAR SOMETHING??????????"
He winced, "Yes. Your screaming."
She released him, before covering his mouth with one hand, and pointing the other in the air. Finally, John heard the sounds of some kind of fight. There were barely audible slaps, kicks, punches, and groans, as well as some more audible pleads for peace.
Mary removed her hand and raised an eyebrow at him, "Well?"
He looked at her, "Sounds like Steve and Mike are at it again."
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Violet looked up at the sky as she walked along. Dreammon had `set her loose` on the Digiworld, without explaining anything.
Stupid Digimon.
V, of course, wouldn't say a thing about who she was, and what she was doing in Violet's head.
Stupid V.
~ 'Hey! Watch the insults!' ~
'...'
~ 'Um... Hello? Violet? Are you receiving me?' ~
'...'
~ 'OK, OK, I'm sorry! I couldn't tell you, or else-' ~
'OR ELSE WHAT???? V, YOU LIED! YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING!!! EVEN HOW LONG YOU'VE BEEN IN MY HEAD!!'
~ '.Ouchies.' ~
'AH HA! A WEAKNESS! MWAHAHAHAH!!!'
~ 'I was wondering when you were going to start the evil laughs again. Now, it seems.' ~
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Mary blinked as she and John emerged on the sight of yet another Steve And Mike Fight. For a moment, she just watched as Steve hit Mike with a particularly fine right hook, before getting knocked to the floor by an uppercut.
'How the heck do I suddenly know the names of the punches?' she wondered, before dismissing it, and holding up her hands, "Hey! HEY! Can't you guys EVER just leave each other alone?"
There was a silence, as Mike glanced at her and Steve looked up from his current resting-place, both with a scarily identical look of embarrassment on their faces. Then John spoiled the moment as he coughed, and muttered, "This place is like a graveyard. Only with more people who are alive."
Mary snorted in a way which would have made the Queen look scandalised, as Mike started chuckling softly and Steve fought hard to stop the smile spreading over his face.
Mike's crest glowed, ^ "I missed the funny part of that comment." ^
Mary blinked at it, "Mike?"
He raised his eyebrows, "Yeah?"
"Your crest is talking."
"I know."
"This... isn't disturbing?"
"Nope. He talks a lot."
"WHO does?"
"WingSerpentmon."
There was a very long pause. Then Mary muttered, "Oh right," before crumpling to the floor.
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He could taste their blood, but he couldn't have it. The overpowering scent threatened to drown him, but he resisted... just. If he was good, maybe he would be allowed to have some. But the best, the purest blood would go to his master.
He bared his teeth, the smell of human blood filling him...
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Steve bent over the girl, "Mary? Mary, are you OK? Hellooooooo?"
Mike rolled his eyes, "Oh, sure, THAT will wake her up. Extended vowels ALWAYS wake up girls who have just fainted."
The blonde straightened up and glared at Mike, "Hey, at least I'm TRYING... er..." He paused, looking as if he was thinking, before pointing at the boy, "What's your surname?"
Mike blinked, "Huh?"
"YOUR SURNAME. PLEASE."
"Um. Carey. Why?"
"OK. At least I'm TRYING, Carey! Which is more than YOU'RE doing!"
Mike glared. It is a little known fact that calling a guy by his surname is a good way of declaring yourselves rivals. Instinctively, Mike slid into the pose known from here on as the Cowboy Pose. Basically, you stand in a relaxed position (the one you tend to slump in), with your hands raised slightly. This is called the Cowboy Pose because of the hands. They're ready to grab a gun, you see?
It was quite clear that a fight was about to erupt, when a snarl wound its way through the trees. When everyone (except Mary, for obvious reasons) jerked their heads around to look where it had come from, they saw a stormy- grey wolf break out of the foliage. His teeth seemed a little sharper, his eyes strangely human, but he was still a wolf.
He growled, "I am Lycamon, a Digimon with two forms. In my wolf form, I attack with Wolf Bite, whilst my human form attacks with Wolf's Ice!"
Growls emitted from more places, from which more Lycamon emerged, until the Digidestined and Co. were trapped in a circle of them. Steve swallowed, "This doesn't look very good..."
Mike rolled his eyes, "No, really? What was your first clue?"
If only to shut the guys up, the Digimon leapt/flew forwards, "Snowmon digivolve to Icemon!"
"Snakemon digivolve to Firepentmon! Firepentmon digivolve to Serpentmon!"
"Mythicmon digivolve to Phoenixomon!"
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Violet looked up, "Hey, Pearlmon, did you hear that?"
Pearlmon did her version of pouting, "That's unfair. They started a fight without us. Makes you feel unwanted."
The girl grinned, "OK, OK, I get the idea. Onward, my knight!"
"Eh?"
"Just go, already!"
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"WAAAAAAAAGH!"
A little known fact is that waking up to a bunch of Wolf Digimon is not good for the easily scared. Therefore, Mary's reaction was perfectly justified.
Then, inevitably: "Jewelmon, digivolve!"
"Jewelmon digivolve to Diamondmon!"
At this point, the fight became that which reminds you of Braveheart, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. Unfortunately, though, there was a complete absence of Scottish accents, lightsabers, THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE (Mary, for all her squeamishness, would have liked a bit of this. In some, she found, it was rather attractive), adorable hobbits, or extremely hot guys. At least, Mary said the guys in Lord of the Rings were hot. Which ones, however, was debatable.
But, back to the action.
Icemon was having fun trying to freeze more than one Digimon at a time. Serpentmon was joining in the more-than-one theme by using his considerable length to wind together three to five Lycamon, whilst Phoenixomon and Diamondmon were going for a tag-team effect, one rounding up the Digimon, the other disposing of them.
Unfortunately, though, the Lycamon were that annoying type of Digimon that never seem to stop coming. It was Mike who decided to help their Digimon, perhaps a little belatedly.
"Mike digimorph to Tigermon!"
So, let us review the combatants: God-only-knows-how-many Lycamon, a strange ice-beast, a way-too-long snake, a phoenix, a mutated cat, and a mad tiger. The strangest part was that there was nothing strange about this.
Two of the enemy had managed to break through to the Digidestined, but one burst into flames, whilst the other was driven to the ground by a girl jumping on top of it in true martial arts style.
Mary grinned, more with relief than anything else, "Violet!"
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At last. They were together. It had taken them long enough. Now he could take them all together, in one nice little package...
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Violet blinked as one group of Lycamon were consumed by light, before revealing humans, with some characteristics taken from the wolves. Longer hair, sharper teeth, longer, sharper nails, you get the idea.
"Okaaaaaay. Well, look on the positive side!"
Mary groaned, "What positive side???"
"Simple. It's possible to do the Robin Hood: Men in Tights Praying Mantis on humanoids. With wolves, it's a little difficult."
"An excellent point! Shall we?"
"Of course." At this, the two girls moved back to back to each other. Steve and John, recognising danger when they saw it, moved away.
As they lifted their hands into fighting positions, Violet called out, "Entering Praying Mantis mode... NOW!"
They began to make strange noises (you know, the ones associated with Japanese fighting. `HAW`s mostly), before Violet lashed out with a leg to kick a Lycamon in his... SENSITIVE area.
Then they began to do series of moves, kicking out, punching, all of the time making the same strange noises (LM: for a better picture, see `Robin Hood: Men in Tights`, a Mel Brooks film. He. Is. GOOD!). Soon, the humanoid Lycamon were all lying on the ground, unconscious, before their Digimon finished them off.
Whilst everyone was still staring at this, there was a cry of pain and Tigermon was blasted back. As he hit the ground, he began to glow, changing back to Mike. He sat up, rubbing his head, before glaring at the offending Lycamon, "That does it. Now it's personal."
"Serpentmon digivolve to WingSerpentmon!"
Diamondmon grinned, not wanting to be left out, "Diamondmon digivolve to Silvermon!"
Violet clapped her hands together, "Oooooo... Ultimates..."
Icemon decided that he might as well join in too, "Icemon digivolve to... Icemon digivolve to... Huh?" He looked back at his partner, "Steve, I can't digivolve!"
Steve stared, before pulling out his crest. The ones which had been activated, he'd noticed, had a glow around them even when they weren't being used. His, however, had lost it.
Violet noticed the situation, "Um, Mary? Steve's crest isn't glowing."
Mary blinked, "Eep."
"My thoughts exactly."
The general opinion, in fact, was that of eep-iness. Non-glowing crests that SHOULD be glowing were never good signs. Then a voice came from behind the legions of Lycamon, still not being knocked back, despite the added efforts of two Ultimates.
"What's the problem? It makes destroying you SO much easier."
As this voice echoed around, the Lycamon began to move back, forming a type of pathway. Then another Digimon began to move down it.
He looked like a grown man in his mid-twenties, maybe early thirties, dressed in a very respectable-looking black suit, with gold buttons. His shoes were black too, with golden buckles, and had obviously just been polished. A cloak flowed out behind him as he walked, red on the inside, black on the outside, and his eyes were a piercing brown. However, the scariest part was around his mouth. Two long, sharp teeth hung out, looking as if they wanted nothing more than to bite someone.
He was a vampire.
One of the human-shaped Lycamon smiled, "Nightmaremon is our master and the Lord of Trojan. He can attack with Vampire Bat, and Nightmare traps you in a real live one!"
The vampire Digimon smiled, before holding up both of his hands, thumbs linked, "Vampire Bat!"
A bat, shaped from pure black energy, shot out, striking Flakemon. The Digimon screamed in pain as she receded to Pearlmon. Violet whipped out her sword, as Mary whimpered, "Oh wonderful. I hate bats."
Violet shook her head, "It gets better. He's a vampire, and we're minus a Slayer. Who has the advantage? Him, of course."
"This is like a Buffy episode gone wrong."
Next to them, Steve sighed, "No point in fighting. The Digimon are too tired."
Mike glared, "Well, aren't you courageous? Come on Steve, it's worth a try."
"Is it worth them risking their lives? Mike, the Lycamon were sent here to exhaust us. They succeeded. The best we can do is drive him off long enough. So sorry if your honour won't take it, but we don't have a choice."
For a moment, the two boys just glared at each other, each trying to think of a way to turn the other to his point of view. Then a familiar golden light began to consume Steve's crest and Icemon...
"Icemon digivolve to Blizzardmon!"
Nightmaremon's eyes widened, "WHAT?"
The ice beast smiled, before charging forwards, "Blizzard Triangle!"
The attack forced the vampire back. Steve looked up, "Silvermon, WingSerpentmon! Try and get him from the sides!" The two Digimon nodded, before moving in.
"Wing Flame!"
"Silver Beam!"
This time, Nightmaremon leapt straight upwards. Phoenixomon didn't wait for Steve's command, "Phoenix Fire!"
As the flames neared, he swept his cloak around him and was consumed by the same dark energy that formed his bat. He began to shrink, and when the energy vanished, a bat flew away.
However, there was still the matter of the million Lycamon. Blizzardmon flew up, beginning to glow. Steve yelped as he recognised the beginnings of an extremely cold attack. Looking at the others, he said, "Hang on guys. It's going to get chilly."
Violet was about to ask why, when Blizzardmon answered in his own way, "Freezing Storm!"
As the snow began to fall and the icy wind began to circulate, Violet grabbed Pearlmon from the ground. Mmm... Nice warm flames...
Mary put a hand on Pearlmon too, muttering about sleeveless dresses, whilst John warmed himself using Phoenixomon's strange central heating, and WingSerpentmon settled next to Steve and Mike. The Lycamon, however, had no such warmth, and began to freeze into statues.
Once Blizzardmon had finished, the place was filled with ice statues. Violet and Mary exchanged glances, before Violet cautiously pushed the closest one. It fell back and shattered. Now they exchanged evil grins, before...
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" They started running around, shoving the ice blocks over. Ah, the sadistic pleasure of destroying things.
The fire Digimon began to melt the remaining ones, whilst Blizzardmon and Silvermon blasted them apart. Once again, the advantages of winter were shown.
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Nightmaremon leant back in his chair, watching the screen that showed the winter massacre, as he thought of it. Then he clicked his fingers, and the picture changed, zooming in on the two oldest boys, Leadership and Protection. He was going to have fun with them...
His lips twisted into a smile, "Don't worry Digidestined... You'll be dead soon enough..."
NOW THAT NIGHTMAREMON HAS REVEALED HIMSELF, WHAT WILL HIS PLANS BE? AND WHY DIDN'T STEVE'S CREST GLOW? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT DIGIMON: DIGITAL MONSTERS!
Author's Notes: YAY! GO SUMMER HOLIDAYS! It gave me the time to finish! Now... Should I start the next episode or what? Hmm...
Believe it or not, but this was actually going to be LONGER! There was meant to be a gap in between the Lycamon fight, and the Nightmaremon one! Good thing it was shortened, no?
Also, I welcome any theories about things that happened in this: Violet's dream, why Steve's crest didn't glow, what additional powers Nightmaremon might have, etc. AND I NEED AN OPINION ON THE FIGHT! I think I'm losing my touch with writing, you see. I seem to always need to put in humour these days. WHY?
Anyway, adios my fine amigos, and I hope to hear from you soon!
"Violet... I know. About V, I mean..."
"I'm not going to watch those two because I'm not jealous. I'm simply going to look THIS way..."
"Gennai, what do you mean when you say `A sixth Digidestined`?"
"Primary village! Fun!"
"As far as I can tell, the seal on the egg is also a crest..."
"Why can't evil Digimon ever stay in this world? Why do they have to come to ours?"
"Mike... How come you're holding my crest?"
"I'll have fun in your world, Digidestined!"
"Guys, I've worked it out! We're going home..."
Episode 24: A Digidestined and a Gateway
Lady Moon
*She was running... She didn't know where and she didn't know why, she just knew that she was. Inside her head, V gave her directions, and every time she turned, the place she had avoided seemed to suddenly produce a monster. It was only thanks to V that she hadn't run into one.
Then the voice in her head seemed to disappear. She stopped and looked around, but there was nothing, except for a faint light fading away behind her, as if it was running away.
Then a blind panic came on her, and she started running again. Only this time there were no directions. Looking behind her, hoping to see something other than darkness and monsters, she smacked straight into one.
Looking up, it was all she could do to stifle her screams. She didn't see any particular shape, but she somehow knew this was the worst of the lot. Something shadowy came towards her, but it was so dark she couldn't see.
It was coming closer and closer, and instinctively she knew that if it touched her, her life would end...*
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"VIOLET!" Her eyes snapped open. She was lying in, of all things, a BED! She hadn't been in one since she came to the Digiworld, so for a moment all her attention was on that. Then her vision focused on someone (or something) kneeling on top of her. Their hands were gripping her shoulders, so they were probably who had been calling out to her.
The girl squinted. The person (?) had quite long, blood red hair, which was currently flowing over the bed, almost touching the floor. Their face looked concerned, light blue eyes looking closely at her. They were wearing a flowing blue dress that stopped just above their knees, and she could see a pair of blue and gold sandals lying near the bed. But easily the most surprising thing about them was the pair of blue, gold, and slightly red butterfly wings growing out of their back.
The... person? Digimon? Smiled at her, "Good, you're awake. That was a pretty bad dream you were having. Nightmare, in fact."
Violet sat up slightly, so that she was leaning back on her elbows. The thing (?) moved back to the end of the bed, then knelt down, legs crossed behind them, hands in her lap, wings erect. The girl stared, "Are you... a Digimon?"
They grinned, "Sure am! I'm Dreammon, an Ultimate Digimon with the power to see and give dreams! My Dreaming Star isn't that blissful though, and unless you stay on my good side, my Sleeping Beauty will make sure you never have a problem sleeping!"
Violet smiled slightly, then looked around, "OK, three things: 1) You are a female, right?, 2) What am I doing here?, and 3) Where's Pearlmon?"
Dreammon ticked the answers off on her fingers, "In order, of course I am, long story, and through the door, lying in front of the fire. Devoted pyromaniac, your Digimon."
"Well, she is a fire Digimon."
"Really? With all those flames, I'd never noticed."
Violet's smile widened, "Ah, it's so nice to hear proper sarcasm once more from a female who isn't me. Mary's been so freaked out about the Digiworld that she hasn't been that sarcastic since we got here."
Dreammon raised her eyebrows, before getting off the bed, "OK, do you want me to go whilst you get washed. Because, no offence, you really stink."
The girl blushed slightly, before looking around and spotting a doorway which led to, of all things, a bathroom, "Um, yeah. But you can talk to me if you like."
"Sure."
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Steve glared at his... `companion`, "Mike, will you just shut up?"
Mike stared straight ahead, "How can I shut up if I haven't said anything?"
"You did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't."
Mike's crest glowed slightly, ^ "Will you two cut it out already?" ^
Steve glared at it, "Oh, so sorry your highness. I didn't realise you were royalty."
^ "What's your problem?" ^
The blonde looked away, "Nothing."
^ "Oh, sure. Nothing, my wing." ^
The blonde growled in a scarily primal and threatening way. WingSerpentmon got the hint, and shut up. Mike did too, whilst the Digimon gave the leader- or rather, ex-leader-until-further-notice-a scared look. Maybe it was just them, but Steve was getting... Snappish? Scary? Freaky? Whatever it was, they hoped he'd stop being it soon.
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Dreammon sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the sound of water running. She hadn't mentioned anything yet, but she was eager to discuss everything in the dream. Even if she didn't want to, dreams leapt out at her, so it was hard not to know what they were about. Even though Violet's didn't really count as a dream. More like a really bad nightmare.
Hearing the water being turned off, she spoke, "You often have that dream?"
"Not really," Violet's voice drifted through the door, "But I've been having it more often than I should. I mean, dreams don't really repeat themselves a lot, right?"
"Not normally. But important ones can."
The door opened, and Violet walked back in, looking distinctively cleaner, as well as wetter. Her hair was hanging in strands all around her face, giving her the impression of a wet dog. Only she smelt better.
Dreammon cocked her head slightly, "Oh, very attractive."
Violet didn't say anything. She seemed to be looking past the Digimon, into somewhere only she could see. Then she blinked and snapped back into focus, "Huh? Oh, right. Um..." She was getting flustered. That much was obvious. There was a long pause, before, "So... What do you want? I mean, I'm guessing you want SOMETHING, because... er..."
(LM: Blame this on Dad! He kept telling me to write through my writer's block!)
Dreammon blinked, before smiling, "Well, I wouldn't mind..." She paused, letting it sink in. She always hated having to repeat herself, "...Knowing who V was."
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John had to work hard to suppress his urge to scream, "Mary?"
His friend paused in her very strange dance, "Yeah?"
He pointed at her, "What exactly are you doing?"
She looked at him as if he was nuts, "You don't know what the `Follow the Leader` dance is?"
"The WHAT?"
"You know? `Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader, OOO-OOO!" At the `OOO-OOO`, she spun around.
He buried his face in his hands, "Mary?" he repeated.
"Yeah?"
"Four things: Shut. Up. And. Move."
The girl blinked at him, but chose not to point out the Shrek-ness of his statement. Now, judging by his expression, was not the time.
As they started walking again, he asked, "Where do people actually do that anyway?"
"At parties, mostly."
"Ex-CUSE me?"
She gave him a surprised look, "You know? Party? P-A-R-T-Y? Party: noun. A place where people have fun..." She peered closely at him, "Actually, maybe you don't know."
"MARY?"
She flinched at the volume, "Yeah?"
"SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Violet stared at Dreammon, "Wh-Who?"
"V. You know, that person, or whatever, that was giving you the directions in your dream."
There was silence. Violet frantically thought to V, 'OK, we're busted. HOW THE HECK AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS TO HER? OR JUST NOT TELL HER?'
~ 'Don't worry,' ~ responded V's strangely calm `voice`. Now there was something Violet hadn't noticed: V's voice was changing. It didn't sound like hers anymore. Was that good? ~ 'Dreammon's a good Digimon. After all, her name is `Dream`, not `Nightmare`.' ~
Her mouth opened and shut like a goldfish's, making some... INTERESTING sounds, "Wey... upu... mah..."
Dreammon gave her an odd look, "WHAT?"
V sighed, ~ 'Look, why don't I tell her?' ~
Then, it happened again. V slid into Violet's mind, and took over. She looked coolly at the Dream Digimon, "V's me."
The Digimon's eyes widened slightly, and her eyebrows went up. You see, V's new voice was affecting the way Violet spoke as V too, so it was kind of easy to tell something was going on. Her mouth opened slightly, "You're a possessor?"
V crossed `her` arms, "Not by choice. I wouldn't normally, but I have to help in someway. It's the only contact I have with the physical world now."
Dreammon looked down, at the space on the bed next to her, "You want to sit down? It'd be easier to talk."
The possessor-not-by-choice sat in the chosen area, "So. What do you want to know?"
"For starters, are you human in any way?"
She shook `her` head, "Nope. Digimon."
"Name?"
"Can't tell. Some Digimon would want to make sure I never got out."
"Powerful enemies then?"
V smiled slightly, "Only about every single evil Digimon in the Digiworld."
Dreammon leaned back slightly, alarmed, "Yikes. How old are you, exactly?"
V sighed, "I dunno. Violet's eleven, and I've been in her all that time. I only revealed myself when she was two though."
"How come?"
"Didn't want to influence her too much, plus I wanted to keep myself secret, so I waited until she knew how to walk and talk, and knew about keeping secrets. Anyway, so that's eleven years, plus at least fifty since the last Digidestined came to the Digiworld, plus Godsermon only knows HOW long."
Dreammon did some mental calculations, including a lot of lines, "So. Were you one of the First-born Digimon?"
V nodded. That was the term for the first Digimon created, "Yep."
"Which group, if you can't do names?"
"Worldly Trio."
Dreammon stared, "Blimey. You're ANCIENT."
"Thanks a lot."
"No, really. The Worldly Trio disappeared over three billion years ago. I heard two of them managed to come back though. They'd split apart into two separate Digimon each, but they came back."
"Wow." V looked down, "They did it. Even... Even the creator."
The dream Digimon raised an eyebrow at the wistful tone of V's voice, "More than friendship between the two of you?"
V pressed `her` index fingers together, in obvious embarrassment, "Well, I know it sounds weirder for Digimon than for humans, but... I think we were in love."
The Digimon stared at her. Love lives weren't a common as you might think between Digimon, and she'd thought they didn't even exist billions of years ago. Then she looked away, "Speaking of love... You do know the prophecy, right? About Violet and..." she trailed off.
She smiled, "Yeah. I was there when they were being written, remember? Or at least, being finished."
"Yeah, thought so. So you know the line...? The one where it really says it clear...?"
V nodded, and recited, "`The union of Courage and Love was broken by denial. Only their descendants can reconnect it.`"
"That's the one. So. Any hope yet?"
She groaned, "It's so obvious they like each other! Everyone's noticed except them! She STILL can't tell! Has this girl ever heard of denial?"
Dreammon raised her eyebrows at the outburst, "Annoying you?"
"YES!"
The Digimon raised her hands slightly in a defensive way, "Sorry. Didn't realise it was that bad."
V groaned again. It was VERY bad. She didn't know how, but this relationship was crucial to her release. And boy, was it giving her a headache...
Dreammon gave her a sympathetic smile, "It's OK. You can let Violet take over now, if it's too much."
She fell back on the bed, and felt Violet's consciousness rising to the surface once more...
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Steve kicked a pebble. There was no real reason for this, other than to satisfy his growing need to kick something. Of course, this didn't give him a reason to kick a poor, defenceless pebble. There were, after all, a whole variety of things to kick around him. There were trees (no, not satisfying really. No reaction), Digimon (no, he liked that foot), and Mike. Oh yes, MIKE! He could've kicked Mike's-
(Freeze-frame)
Digimon Empress Mimi: LADY! Just WHAT do you think you're writing?
Lady Moon: Oops. Too much Terry Pratchett.
DEM: Then FIX IT!
LM: OK, OK...
(End freeze-frame. Rewind)
Steve kicked a pebble. It made a very satisfying noise as it clattered away. As he looked back, he was reminded that he was walking with...MIKE. He would call him by his last name, like all good rivals, but he couldn't remember what it was. Only that it started with `C`. Ah well.
Turning back, he kicked another pebble. This one sailed through the air, before hitting a tree, which (for reasons best known to itself) bent back slightly, before flinging it back at the group. Steve, because he was positioned perfectly to notice, was able to duck. Mike (or `C`) was not so lucky.
It hit him perfectly on the forehead. Ow.
Bending over, massaging his forehead, he saw Steve looking back, laughing. Forgetting the pain instantly, he snarled and pounced.
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Violet blinked at Dreammon, "Let me get this straight: V is a Digimon?"
The Digimon nodded, "Yep."
"One of the first Digimon IN EXISTENCE?"
"Yep."
"She can either preserve or heal?"
"Yep."
"She was in love with another member of her `group`, called `The Worldly Trio?"
"Yep."
There was a long pause, then, "SHE'S OVER THREE BILLION YEARS OLD??????"
Dreammon winced, "Um... Yep."
The girl fell backwards, almost squashing her Digimon (who had finally risen), "Oh boy..."
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Mary raised an eyebrow, "Do you hear something?"
"Huh?" John had his hands over his ears, trying to block out her singing.
"Do you hear something?"
"Pardon?"
"Do you-" She looked down at him, and scowled. Ripping his hands away from his ears, pinning his arms by his sides and leaning close to him, she screamed, "DO YOU HEAR SOMETHING??????????"
He winced, "Yes. Your screaming."
She released him, before covering his mouth with one hand, and pointing the other in the air. Finally, John heard the sounds of some kind of fight. There were barely audible slaps, kicks, punches, and groans, as well as some more audible pleads for peace.
Mary removed her hand and raised an eyebrow at him, "Well?"
He looked at her, "Sounds like Steve and Mike are at it again."
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Violet looked up at the sky as she walked along. Dreammon had `set her loose` on the Digiworld, without explaining anything.
Stupid Digimon.
V, of course, wouldn't say a thing about who she was, and what she was doing in Violet's head.
Stupid V.
~ 'Hey! Watch the insults!' ~
'...'
~ 'Um... Hello? Violet? Are you receiving me?' ~
'...'
~ 'OK, OK, I'm sorry! I couldn't tell you, or else-' ~
'OR ELSE WHAT???? V, YOU LIED! YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING!!! EVEN HOW LONG YOU'VE BEEN IN MY HEAD!!'
~ '.Ouchies.' ~
'AH HA! A WEAKNESS! MWAHAHAHAH!!!'
~ 'I was wondering when you were going to start the evil laughs again. Now, it seems.' ~
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Mary blinked as she and John emerged on the sight of yet another Steve And Mike Fight. For a moment, she just watched as Steve hit Mike with a particularly fine right hook, before getting knocked to the floor by an uppercut.
'How the heck do I suddenly know the names of the punches?' she wondered, before dismissing it, and holding up her hands, "Hey! HEY! Can't you guys EVER just leave each other alone?"
There was a silence, as Mike glanced at her and Steve looked up from his current resting-place, both with a scarily identical look of embarrassment on their faces. Then John spoiled the moment as he coughed, and muttered, "This place is like a graveyard. Only with more people who are alive."
Mary snorted in a way which would have made the Queen look scandalised, as Mike started chuckling softly and Steve fought hard to stop the smile spreading over his face.
Mike's crest glowed, ^ "I missed the funny part of that comment." ^
Mary blinked at it, "Mike?"
He raised his eyebrows, "Yeah?"
"Your crest is talking."
"I know."
"This... isn't disturbing?"
"Nope. He talks a lot."
"WHO does?"
"WingSerpentmon."
There was a very long pause. Then Mary muttered, "Oh right," before crumpling to the floor.
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He could taste their blood, but he couldn't have it. The overpowering scent threatened to drown him, but he resisted... just. If he was good, maybe he would be allowed to have some. But the best, the purest blood would go to his master.
He bared his teeth, the smell of human blood filling him...
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Steve bent over the girl, "Mary? Mary, are you OK? Hellooooooo?"
Mike rolled his eyes, "Oh, sure, THAT will wake her up. Extended vowels ALWAYS wake up girls who have just fainted."
The blonde straightened up and glared at Mike, "Hey, at least I'm TRYING... er..." He paused, looking as if he was thinking, before pointing at the boy, "What's your surname?"
Mike blinked, "Huh?"
"YOUR SURNAME. PLEASE."
"Um. Carey. Why?"
"OK. At least I'm TRYING, Carey! Which is more than YOU'RE doing!"
Mike glared. It is a little known fact that calling a guy by his surname is a good way of declaring yourselves rivals. Instinctively, Mike slid into the pose known from here on as the Cowboy Pose. Basically, you stand in a relaxed position (the one you tend to slump in), with your hands raised slightly. This is called the Cowboy Pose because of the hands. They're ready to grab a gun, you see?
It was quite clear that a fight was about to erupt, when a snarl wound its way through the trees. When everyone (except Mary, for obvious reasons) jerked their heads around to look where it had come from, they saw a stormy- grey wolf break out of the foliage. His teeth seemed a little sharper, his eyes strangely human, but he was still a wolf.
He growled, "I am Lycamon, a Digimon with two forms. In my wolf form, I attack with Wolf Bite, whilst my human form attacks with Wolf's Ice!"
Growls emitted from more places, from which more Lycamon emerged, until the Digidestined and Co. were trapped in a circle of them. Steve swallowed, "This doesn't look very good..."
Mike rolled his eyes, "No, really? What was your first clue?"
If only to shut the guys up, the Digimon leapt/flew forwards, "Snowmon digivolve to Icemon!"
"Snakemon digivolve to Firepentmon! Firepentmon digivolve to Serpentmon!"
"Mythicmon digivolve to Phoenixomon!"
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Violet looked up, "Hey, Pearlmon, did you hear that?"
Pearlmon did her version of pouting, "That's unfair. They started a fight without us. Makes you feel unwanted."
The girl grinned, "OK, OK, I get the idea. Onward, my knight!"
"Eh?"
"Just go, already!"
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"WAAAAAAAAGH!"
A little known fact is that waking up to a bunch of Wolf Digimon is not good for the easily scared. Therefore, Mary's reaction was perfectly justified.
Then, inevitably: "Jewelmon, digivolve!"
"Jewelmon digivolve to Diamondmon!"
At this point, the fight became that which reminds you of Braveheart, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. Unfortunately, though, there was a complete absence of Scottish accents, lightsabers, THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE (Mary, for all her squeamishness, would have liked a bit of this. In some, she found, it was rather attractive), adorable hobbits, or extremely hot guys. At least, Mary said the guys in Lord of the Rings were hot. Which ones, however, was debatable.
But, back to the action.
Icemon was having fun trying to freeze more than one Digimon at a time. Serpentmon was joining in the more-than-one theme by using his considerable length to wind together three to five Lycamon, whilst Phoenixomon and Diamondmon were going for a tag-team effect, one rounding up the Digimon, the other disposing of them.
Unfortunately, though, the Lycamon were that annoying type of Digimon that never seem to stop coming. It was Mike who decided to help their Digimon, perhaps a little belatedly.
"Mike digimorph to Tigermon!"
So, let us review the combatants: God-only-knows-how-many Lycamon, a strange ice-beast, a way-too-long snake, a phoenix, a mutated cat, and a mad tiger. The strangest part was that there was nothing strange about this.
Two of the enemy had managed to break through to the Digidestined, but one burst into flames, whilst the other was driven to the ground by a girl jumping on top of it in true martial arts style.
Mary grinned, more with relief than anything else, "Violet!"
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At last. They were together. It had taken them long enough. Now he could take them all together, in one nice little package...
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Violet blinked as one group of Lycamon were consumed by light, before revealing humans, with some characteristics taken from the wolves. Longer hair, sharper teeth, longer, sharper nails, you get the idea.
"Okaaaaaay. Well, look on the positive side!"
Mary groaned, "What positive side???"
"Simple. It's possible to do the Robin Hood: Men in Tights Praying Mantis on humanoids. With wolves, it's a little difficult."
"An excellent point! Shall we?"
"Of course." At this, the two girls moved back to back to each other. Steve and John, recognising danger when they saw it, moved away.
As they lifted their hands into fighting positions, Violet called out, "Entering Praying Mantis mode... NOW!"
They began to make strange noises (you know, the ones associated with Japanese fighting. `HAW`s mostly), before Violet lashed out with a leg to kick a Lycamon in his... SENSITIVE area.
Then they began to do series of moves, kicking out, punching, all of the time making the same strange noises (LM: for a better picture, see `Robin Hood: Men in Tights`, a Mel Brooks film. He. Is. GOOD!). Soon, the humanoid Lycamon were all lying on the ground, unconscious, before their Digimon finished them off.
Whilst everyone was still staring at this, there was a cry of pain and Tigermon was blasted back. As he hit the ground, he began to glow, changing back to Mike. He sat up, rubbing his head, before glaring at the offending Lycamon, "That does it. Now it's personal."
"Serpentmon digivolve to WingSerpentmon!"
Diamondmon grinned, not wanting to be left out, "Diamondmon digivolve to Silvermon!"
Violet clapped her hands together, "Oooooo... Ultimates..."
Icemon decided that he might as well join in too, "Icemon digivolve to... Icemon digivolve to... Huh?" He looked back at his partner, "Steve, I can't digivolve!"
Steve stared, before pulling out his crest. The ones which had been activated, he'd noticed, had a glow around them even when they weren't being used. His, however, had lost it.
Violet noticed the situation, "Um, Mary? Steve's crest isn't glowing."
Mary blinked, "Eep."
"My thoughts exactly."
The general opinion, in fact, was that of eep-iness. Non-glowing crests that SHOULD be glowing were never good signs. Then a voice came from behind the legions of Lycamon, still not being knocked back, despite the added efforts of two Ultimates.
"What's the problem? It makes destroying you SO much easier."
As this voice echoed around, the Lycamon began to move back, forming a type of pathway. Then another Digimon began to move down it.
He looked like a grown man in his mid-twenties, maybe early thirties, dressed in a very respectable-looking black suit, with gold buttons. His shoes were black too, with golden buckles, and had obviously just been polished. A cloak flowed out behind him as he walked, red on the inside, black on the outside, and his eyes were a piercing brown. However, the scariest part was around his mouth. Two long, sharp teeth hung out, looking as if they wanted nothing more than to bite someone.
He was a vampire.
One of the human-shaped Lycamon smiled, "Nightmaremon is our master and the Lord of Trojan. He can attack with Vampire Bat, and Nightmare traps you in a real live one!"
The vampire Digimon smiled, before holding up both of his hands, thumbs linked, "Vampire Bat!"
A bat, shaped from pure black energy, shot out, striking Flakemon. The Digimon screamed in pain as she receded to Pearlmon. Violet whipped out her sword, as Mary whimpered, "Oh wonderful. I hate bats."
Violet shook her head, "It gets better. He's a vampire, and we're minus a Slayer. Who has the advantage? Him, of course."
"This is like a Buffy episode gone wrong."
Next to them, Steve sighed, "No point in fighting. The Digimon are too tired."
Mike glared, "Well, aren't you courageous? Come on Steve, it's worth a try."
"Is it worth them risking their lives? Mike, the Lycamon were sent here to exhaust us. They succeeded. The best we can do is drive him off long enough. So sorry if your honour won't take it, but we don't have a choice."
For a moment, the two boys just glared at each other, each trying to think of a way to turn the other to his point of view. Then a familiar golden light began to consume Steve's crest and Icemon...
"Icemon digivolve to Blizzardmon!"
Nightmaremon's eyes widened, "WHAT?"
The ice beast smiled, before charging forwards, "Blizzard Triangle!"
The attack forced the vampire back. Steve looked up, "Silvermon, WingSerpentmon! Try and get him from the sides!" The two Digimon nodded, before moving in.
"Wing Flame!"
"Silver Beam!"
This time, Nightmaremon leapt straight upwards. Phoenixomon didn't wait for Steve's command, "Phoenix Fire!"
As the flames neared, he swept his cloak around him and was consumed by the same dark energy that formed his bat. He began to shrink, and when the energy vanished, a bat flew away.
However, there was still the matter of the million Lycamon. Blizzardmon flew up, beginning to glow. Steve yelped as he recognised the beginnings of an extremely cold attack. Looking at the others, he said, "Hang on guys. It's going to get chilly."
Violet was about to ask why, when Blizzardmon answered in his own way, "Freezing Storm!"
As the snow began to fall and the icy wind began to circulate, Violet grabbed Pearlmon from the ground. Mmm... Nice warm flames...
Mary put a hand on Pearlmon too, muttering about sleeveless dresses, whilst John warmed himself using Phoenixomon's strange central heating, and WingSerpentmon settled next to Steve and Mike. The Lycamon, however, had no such warmth, and began to freeze into statues.
Once Blizzardmon had finished, the place was filled with ice statues. Violet and Mary exchanged glances, before Violet cautiously pushed the closest one. It fell back and shattered. Now they exchanged evil grins, before...
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" They started running around, shoving the ice blocks over. Ah, the sadistic pleasure of destroying things.
The fire Digimon began to melt the remaining ones, whilst Blizzardmon and Silvermon blasted them apart. Once again, the advantages of winter were shown.
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Nightmaremon leant back in his chair, watching the screen that showed the winter massacre, as he thought of it. Then he clicked his fingers, and the picture changed, zooming in on the two oldest boys, Leadership and Protection. He was going to have fun with them...
His lips twisted into a smile, "Don't worry Digidestined... You'll be dead soon enough..."
NOW THAT NIGHTMAREMON HAS REVEALED HIMSELF, WHAT WILL HIS PLANS BE? AND WHY DIDN'T STEVE'S CREST GLOW? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT DIGIMON: DIGITAL MONSTERS!
Author's Notes: YAY! GO SUMMER HOLIDAYS! It gave me the time to finish! Now... Should I start the next episode or what? Hmm...
Believe it or not, but this was actually going to be LONGER! There was meant to be a gap in between the Lycamon fight, and the Nightmaremon one! Good thing it was shortened, no?
Also, I welcome any theories about things that happened in this: Violet's dream, why Steve's crest didn't glow, what additional powers Nightmaremon might have, etc. AND I NEED AN OPINION ON THE FIGHT! I think I'm losing my touch with writing, you see. I seem to always need to put in humour these days. WHY?
Anyway, adios my fine amigos, and I hope to hear from you soon!
"Violet... I know. About V, I mean..."
"I'm not going to watch those two because I'm not jealous. I'm simply going to look THIS way..."
"Gennai, what do you mean when you say `A sixth Digidestined`?"
"Primary village! Fun!"
"As far as I can tell, the seal on the egg is also a crest..."
"Why can't evil Digimon ever stay in this world? Why do they have to come to ours?"
"Mike... How come you're holding my crest?"
"I'll have fun in your world, Digidestined!"
"Guys, I've worked it out! We're going home..."
Episode 24: A Digidestined and a Gateway
Lady Moon