Hey, everybody! Didja miss us? Sorry I haven't typed anything up for a
while, but my muses are currently very into Yu-Gi-Oh, (especially Yami),
and I also haven't gotten any reviews for chapters that I've posted to two
of my other stories. It's a little discouraging, y'know? So Review! Please?
Verdanamon: Oh, yes, Sylvia wants me to let everyone know that she does not own Digimon, but I am her original character, so ask if you want to borrow me. * * * * * * * * * * * *
When Spritemon woke up, she was surrounded by more Tokomon than she was aware could fit into a single hut. "Hey, look, she's awake!" one of them cried. Immediately, she was bombarded by questions.
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"Who's that strange Digimon out there?"
"Hold up, hold up," she said, trying to stem the flow. "I think so, I got rescued, and if he's wearing a pointed hat and carrying a staff, then he's the one who rescued me. I'm glad he's still here, I didn't get a chance to thank him."
One of the Tokomon explained, "He keeps to himself a lot, but he seems nice enough. He took care of you while you were asleep. You've been out for about three days now."
"Oh, wow, I didn't realize I had slept so long. I'll go talk to him." She leaped off the bed, and landed in an undignified heap on the floor as her legs collapsed. "That is, as soon as I wake up my legs..."
"No need for that," said a voice from the doorway. She looked up to see her rescuer standing there with an amused glint in his eyes. "I heard a lot of voices all at once, so I figured you were awake. How are you feeling?"
"Fine, thanks to you. We'd all have been toast if you hadn't come along," Spritemon replied.
He shook his head, "If I hadn't already been on my way, I doubt you would have been attacked. Anyway, since you seem to be recovered, I'd like to speak to you." He looked at the Tokomon. "Alone?" They filed out silently. "Much better," he said when they were gone. "Now then, I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I am Wizardmon, and according to the Tokomon, you are Spritemon, yes?" She nodded. "Good. I've been searching for strong elemental Digimon for some time now, and one of my sources pointed me in this direction. I'm trying to form a group to oppose the evil powers that are rising in the Digiworld. Unfortunately, at least one of those powers seems to have noticed; hence the attack on your village. I've already spoken to several people; of those, Elecmon and Meramon have agreed to pass information, though they can't leave their villages, and Frigimon, Whamon, Mojyamon, Monzaemon and Aeromon are just some of those actively working in the field. So what do you think?"
Spritemon stared in disbelief. "I think your source made a mistake. I'm nowhere near as strong as those others. I'll help any way I can, but I'm not one of the big players like they are."
"You're also not a Champion yet. You'll be around their power level when you Digivolve; maybe even above it. You're already exceptionally strong: believe it or not, Ogremon was already pretty severely weakened when I drove him off. Not many Rookies could have done that."
"Okay...so that isn't an issue. I've still got a village to mind. I'm all for fighting the evil Digimon, of course; it's getting pretty dangerous out there, after all. But the Tokomon need protecting, too. The fighting may be a long way away so far, but it's getting closer all the time." She looked troubled. "I want to go - believe me, I do - but I've got too much riding on my staying put."
Wizardmon looked thoughtful. "If I could find another guardian for the village, you would follow me?" he asked.
"Of course! I've always wanted to see the rest of the Digiworld."
"Then the problem is solved," he informed her. "It'll be good practice for him anyway," he murmured under his breath.
"Huh? What're you talking about? Practice for what?" she asked skeptically. Wizardmon looked briefly startled.
"I didn't expect you to hear that last part."
"I've got sharp ears. Practice for what?"
"And persistent, too, I see. One of the Tokomon out there is a Destined Digimon. When I rescued you, he led the others back into the village. They seemed to trust him, and he acted responsibly. I think you could leave the village in his care for the most part, with one or two of my contacts keeping an eye on it in case of emergency."
"That little guy?" She thought for a moment, "Yeah, okay, I'd trust him to deal with the everyday stuff. Let me go get him." The vulpine Digimon left the hut briefly, and returned a moment later with a Tokomon in tow.
"What's going on?" he asked, "I'm not in trouble, am I? Did I do something wrong in the evacuation?"
"No, little one, you did very well," Spritemon told him, "In fact, you did so well that you're getting sort of a promotion." She explained the situation. "Do you think you can handle it?"
"Hmm...Well, as long as there's others out there in case we need help...ok!" he said cheerfully, "When do I start?"
Spritemon turned to Wizardmon. "That's entirely up to you," she informed the Champion.
He looked them both over. "Well, everything seems in order...I'd say we should spend the rest of the day gathering supplies, and start out tomorrow morning for the base of operations. It isn't too far; just to the lake. I'll introduce you to our information coordinator, and we'll figure out what to do from there."
"Sounds good to me!" Spritemon said.
"Me too! This is so cool!" squealed the Tokomon.
Spritemon grinned at him, then set out to begin gathering supplies. **I think I've had more adventure in the last few days than I've had in all the years I've been guarding the village!** she thought as she did so.
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Hmm, that's a substantial rewrite of what I originally put down on paper. I hope it reads okay. Constructive criticism is welcome, flames will be used to roast Myotismon.
Author, Muses, and all characters: REVIEW PLEASE!
Verdanamon: Oh, yes, Sylvia wants me to let everyone know that she does not own Digimon, but I am her original character, so ask if you want to borrow me. * * * * * * * * * * * *
When Spritemon woke up, she was surrounded by more Tokomon than she was aware could fit into a single hut. "Hey, look, she's awake!" one of them cried. Immediately, she was bombarded by questions.
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"Who's that strange Digimon out there?"
"Hold up, hold up," she said, trying to stem the flow. "I think so, I got rescued, and if he's wearing a pointed hat and carrying a staff, then he's the one who rescued me. I'm glad he's still here, I didn't get a chance to thank him."
One of the Tokomon explained, "He keeps to himself a lot, but he seems nice enough. He took care of you while you were asleep. You've been out for about three days now."
"Oh, wow, I didn't realize I had slept so long. I'll go talk to him." She leaped off the bed, and landed in an undignified heap on the floor as her legs collapsed. "That is, as soon as I wake up my legs..."
"No need for that," said a voice from the doorway. She looked up to see her rescuer standing there with an amused glint in his eyes. "I heard a lot of voices all at once, so I figured you were awake. How are you feeling?"
"Fine, thanks to you. We'd all have been toast if you hadn't come along," Spritemon replied.
He shook his head, "If I hadn't already been on my way, I doubt you would have been attacked. Anyway, since you seem to be recovered, I'd like to speak to you." He looked at the Tokomon. "Alone?" They filed out silently. "Much better," he said when they were gone. "Now then, I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I am Wizardmon, and according to the Tokomon, you are Spritemon, yes?" She nodded. "Good. I've been searching for strong elemental Digimon for some time now, and one of my sources pointed me in this direction. I'm trying to form a group to oppose the evil powers that are rising in the Digiworld. Unfortunately, at least one of those powers seems to have noticed; hence the attack on your village. I've already spoken to several people; of those, Elecmon and Meramon have agreed to pass information, though they can't leave their villages, and Frigimon, Whamon, Mojyamon, Monzaemon and Aeromon are just some of those actively working in the field. So what do you think?"
Spritemon stared in disbelief. "I think your source made a mistake. I'm nowhere near as strong as those others. I'll help any way I can, but I'm not one of the big players like they are."
"You're also not a Champion yet. You'll be around their power level when you Digivolve; maybe even above it. You're already exceptionally strong: believe it or not, Ogremon was already pretty severely weakened when I drove him off. Not many Rookies could have done that."
"Okay...so that isn't an issue. I've still got a village to mind. I'm all for fighting the evil Digimon, of course; it's getting pretty dangerous out there, after all. But the Tokomon need protecting, too. The fighting may be a long way away so far, but it's getting closer all the time." She looked troubled. "I want to go - believe me, I do - but I've got too much riding on my staying put."
Wizardmon looked thoughtful. "If I could find another guardian for the village, you would follow me?" he asked.
"Of course! I've always wanted to see the rest of the Digiworld."
"Then the problem is solved," he informed her. "It'll be good practice for him anyway," he murmured under his breath.
"Huh? What're you talking about? Practice for what?" she asked skeptically. Wizardmon looked briefly startled.
"I didn't expect you to hear that last part."
"I've got sharp ears. Practice for what?"
"And persistent, too, I see. One of the Tokomon out there is a Destined Digimon. When I rescued you, he led the others back into the village. They seemed to trust him, and he acted responsibly. I think you could leave the village in his care for the most part, with one or two of my contacts keeping an eye on it in case of emergency."
"That little guy?" She thought for a moment, "Yeah, okay, I'd trust him to deal with the everyday stuff. Let me go get him." The vulpine Digimon left the hut briefly, and returned a moment later with a Tokomon in tow.
"What's going on?" he asked, "I'm not in trouble, am I? Did I do something wrong in the evacuation?"
"No, little one, you did very well," Spritemon told him, "In fact, you did so well that you're getting sort of a promotion." She explained the situation. "Do you think you can handle it?"
"Hmm...Well, as long as there's others out there in case we need help...ok!" he said cheerfully, "When do I start?"
Spritemon turned to Wizardmon. "That's entirely up to you," she informed the Champion.
He looked them both over. "Well, everything seems in order...I'd say we should spend the rest of the day gathering supplies, and start out tomorrow morning for the base of operations. It isn't too far; just to the lake. I'll introduce you to our information coordinator, and we'll figure out what to do from there."
"Sounds good to me!" Spritemon said.
"Me too! This is so cool!" squealed the Tokomon.
Spritemon grinned at him, then set out to begin gathering supplies. **I think I've had more adventure in the last few days than I've had in all the years I've been guarding the village!** she thought as she did so.
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Hmm, that's a substantial rewrite of what I originally put down on paper. I hope it reads okay. Constructive criticism is welcome, flames will be used to roast Myotismon.
Author, Muses, and all characters: REVIEW PLEASE!