Angelique
High above the digital world floated a city of gold. Heavenly City, the home of all angel digimon without partners. The citizens of this great city thought themselves impervious to attack. After the dark masters had nearly wiped out all angel-type digimon, the angel digimon had banded together and built for themselves a city in the sky. The city was mobile and moved as easily as the wind. The city could move any place in the digital world, and only angel-types knew how to locate it, and so they believed themselves to be safe from all harm.
So it was a great shock to the angel-types to find themselves being attacked. Their attacker could not be seen, but great flashes of silver light stormed through their city, destroying hundreds of digimon, both the young and old. The bolts of golden light sent in the direction of the unseen attacker seemed to bounce harmlessly away or hit nothing but air.
One of the bolts from the attacker shot through the heart of the city and razed clear through the floating city, putting a giant hole through platform on which it rested.
Cries of alarm rose through the city as all realized that the city would fall. As the city began its descent hundreds of digimon rose to the air, only to be attacked again. They were intercepted by many airborne virus digimon. Those that rose above the virus digimon were cut down by silver bolts from above. Few escaped by that route.
The great city crashed into the desert not far from iron city. Small creatures which would later evolve to angel-types scattered from the city as quickly as they could, avoiding the marauding viruses as best they could.
A single angel-type digimon floated in the air far above the ruckus. She was an older digimon, having seen far more years than most. She had survived the battle of the dark masters and the reign of the emperor, and her old body was marked with the scars.
"So", she muttered. "The great battle has begun. Who will triumph this time? I always wonder. I suppose as long as you survive you triumph in some way don't you?"
She watched the battle for a few moments longer. Then glanced up at the source of the attacks.
"I suppose this must happen," she told herself as she vanished into the shadows.
Moments later a winged figure glided from the clouds and landed on a nearby hilltop, vanishing into the shadows.
As the moon set a young human appeared on the scene, silver-blue eyes taking in the carnage as her light hair was blown into her face.
"It was necessary," stated a firm voice behind her.
She turned to see a tall digimon striding up the hill to stand next to her. If she stood on her own shoulders she would barely reach his chin. He was hidden be a cape, and the shadows of the night, but she could still make out his familiar features.
"I know," she replied, her voice as cold as the night wind. "I know."
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Davis leaned forward in his chair to tap Kari on the shoulder, "Hey, Kari, have you met the new girl yet?"
"Who, Angelique? No not yet."
"Do you know where she is from? I've asked everybody and nobody seems to know."
"You know Davis, you could just ask her."
"Naw. That'd be too easy."
Kari chuckled under her breath, "Oh Davis."
"What? I don't get it."
Kari turned back to her work. Davis leaned forward to tap her shoulder again just as Mrs. Tagumi looked up from the papers she had been grading.
"Mr. Motimiya! You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Disturbing other students while they are working. Especially one as hard working as Kari. Out in the hall. Now!"
Kari felt a little bit guilty that Davis had gotten in trouble when they had both been talking, but he had still been about to pester her again.
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Myotismon paced angrily across the great meeting room of his castle.
"I can't believe it. Those no good rotten little runts. Stealing my plan to take over the real world. I ought to blast them back to primary village." he continued to rant for several moments before anyone dared make a comment.
Finally Devimon ventured a question, "What are you going to do about it?"
Myotismon snorted disdainfully.
"Stop them of course. That should have been obvious."
"Will you still attempt to take over the real world as well?" asked the Darkwizardmon seated in the corner.
"Yes. I can't believe they stole my portal though. I spent a lot of time building that thing."
"How will we travel to the real world without it," asked a feminine voice from the shadows.
Myotismon turned, he could just make out the well proportioned female digimon draped lazily over a chair.
"Does that mean you have decided to join us?"
"I believe I shall. With Piedmon and Etemon already in the real world this venture becomes increasingly interesting. At any rate it will be an amusing way of passing the time. Now, how will we get to the real world?"
"I still have the cards that open the gate in the dungeons. We'll have to use that."
"Why not use it to begin with?" asked Darkwizardmon.
"Because the digidestined know about that gate. They know where it opens up in the real world. Theoretically they could ambush us," replied the silky voice from the shadows.
"Yes," affirmed Myotismon. "But only if they know we are even there. And they believe that gate has been permanently closed. The more I think about this plan the more I like it."
He turned to the figure in the shadows, "Is everything set up for us?"
"Of course."
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"Look, there's Angelique. I wonder shy she wasn't in school today," Davis pointed as he spoke.
"Davis, it's rude to point," scolded Yolie
The other digidestined all laughed. Mimi had come to visit her grandmother in Japan and all the digidestined had gathered together to talk about their 'old times' and just be with their friends. Now that the digital world had been opened to the world it was not so unusual to see digimon in the real world, although they still got weird looks, and sometimes their digimon were asked not to enter certain establishments. But people were slowly becoming used to the idea of these strange creatures.
"Should we go see if she is alright?" asked Cody. They were all seated in one of the giant booths at the Heighten View ice cream parlor. Although none of them still lived in Heighten View, it seemed to be the perfect place to come to recount their adventures, since they had all had some kind of adventures in the Heighten View area.
"Why not?"
"We'll save our table," commented Izzy, never glancing up from his computer. Ken was leaning over his shoulder watching intently as he wrote the new program they were working on.
"Okay. Hey, Ken, don't let any pretty waitresses turn your head, 'K?"
"Huh," Ken glanced up at Yolie's grinning face.
"Don't worry, I won't."
"We'll be back in just a minute then."
The girl in question was about their age, with long white-blonde hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in denim capris and a white blouse with short puffed sleeves. She smiled broadly at them as they walked up to her.
"Can I help you with something?" she asked.
"Actually we wanted to know if we could help you," replied Tai pointing to the large bag of trash that she was struggling to carry to the dumpster.
"All of you? How many people does it take to carry trash out in Japan?" she asked, eyeing the group.
The others laughed a little as Tai took the trash from her, he and Matt carried it over to the dumpster. The digidestined introduced themselves as Matt and Tai returned.
"Actually," said TK. "A lot of us go to school with you and we noticed that you were gone today. We wondered if you were sick and when we saw you we thought we would check up on you."
Angelique blushed slightly, "Thank you that is very kind. I'm afraid I get ill rather frequently. The doctors say I have weak blood."
"Oh, do you need someone to bring you your assignments when you miss school?" asked Kari.
"Yes, that would be nice."
"We'll do it then. Here, I still have today's assignment with me," Kari pulled a notebook out of her knapsack.
"Thank you, uh, Kari, right?"
"Yeah!"
Angelique smiled pleased to have remembered her name correctly.
"So Angelique, where are you from?"
"Romania."
"Really! Your accent is so lovely," gushed Mimi.
"Thank you."
"Hey Angelique, we were about to get some ice cream, would you like to have some too?" invited Tai. "I'll even pay for it, just this once."
"Wow, Tai is going to pay for something. That's a once in a lifetime opportunity, you better not miss out on this," Kari warned playfully pushing at Angelique's shoulders.
"Very well, but what is ice cream?"
"You don't know what ice cream is?" screeched Davis. "Now you have to come with us."
Angelique looked at him in confusion.
"Don't worry," said Yolie. "Davis never makes sense."
"But you'll know what he means once you've tried ice cream," added Joe. "It's pretty unforgettable."
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While their partners were out reminiscing their partners had gathered in the computer room for some time of their own. They could have easily gone with their partners, and been welcomed along, but had decided instead that a little time spent away from their partners would be good for all of them.
They had networked all the computers together and were engrossed in an interactive game of old maid. Gatomon and Biyomon were the only ones left in the round, and all the others stood around the monitors cheering them on.
"Pick the right one Gatomon," cheered Veemon.
"No the left," said Patomon.
Gatomon studied the two cards left facedown on her screen paying no attention to the argument that developed behind her. She moved the mouse uncertainly to the right and then the left and clicked before she could change her mind.
The card flipped over, a match, she won.
"See, I told you it was the left one," gloated Patomon.
"Huh?"
"Oh it was just a lucky guess," said Veemon.
Gatomon watched the two digimon begin tussling on the floor.
"What was that all about?" she asked Agumon.
"Forget about it. You ready for another round?"
"Almost. I'd like to check my e-mail first."
"Well hurry up."
Kari had set up an e-mail account for Gatomon, and she was constantly using it to contact her friends left in the digital world. Agumon often teased that she spent more time on the computer than both their partners combined. Which said a lot because Tai spent hours on the net at night playing interactive games.
"No way," Gatomon breathed as she read her e-mail, shock written across her face. "There's just no way."
"What is it?" asked Patomon, worried by the tone in her voice.
"Heavenly City had fallen."
"That should be impossible."
"Uh, what's Heavenly City?" asked Agumon.
"Yeah, clue us in," piped in the others.
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Angelique smiled as she bid the digidestined good bye. She had thoroughly enjoyed the ice cream, and had agreed to meet them all the next day after school. She watched them walk to the elevator before turning to put her key in the door of her apartment.
She did not turn the lights on as she entered her apartment. She could see well enough in the dark. She walked past a long crack in the wall and turned on the single computer on the desk. The light from the monitor illuminated the small room, the beat up couches had come with the apartment and Angelique had not bothered to furnish the room any further. The walls were bare of any pictures, there were a few nail holes left by previous occupants.
She sat cross-legged on the desk in front of the computer, typing rapidly away. She did not stop until a rosy light suddenly shone in the room. She turned to stare at the long crack in the wall, fascinated, as the rosy light spread slowly down from the top of the wall. She slid off the desk and landed on her feet, then walked over to the crack and slowly reached out her hand to touch it.
High above the digital world floated a city of gold. Heavenly City, the home of all angel digimon without partners. The citizens of this great city thought themselves impervious to attack. After the dark masters had nearly wiped out all angel-type digimon, the angel digimon had banded together and built for themselves a city in the sky. The city was mobile and moved as easily as the wind. The city could move any place in the digital world, and only angel-types knew how to locate it, and so they believed themselves to be safe from all harm.
So it was a great shock to the angel-types to find themselves being attacked. Their attacker could not be seen, but great flashes of silver light stormed through their city, destroying hundreds of digimon, both the young and old. The bolts of golden light sent in the direction of the unseen attacker seemed to bounce harmlessly away or hit nothing but air.
One of the bolts from the attacker shot through the heart of the city and razed clear through the floating city, putting a giant hole through platform on which it rested.
Cries of alarm rose through the city as all realized that the city would fall. As the city began its descent hundreds of digimon rose to the air, only to be attacked again. They were intercepted by many airborne virus digimon. Those that rose above the virus digimon were cut down by silver bolts from above. Few escaped by that route.
The great city crashed into the desert not far from iron city. Small creatures which would later evolve to angel-types scattered from the city as quickly as they could, avoiding the marauding viruses as best they could.
A single angel-type digimon floated in the air far above the ruckus. She was an older digimon, having seen far more years than most. She had survived the battle of the dark masters and the reign of the emperor, and her old body was marked with the scars.
"So", she muttered. "The great battle has begun. Who will triumph this time? I always wonder. I suppose as long as you survive you triumph in some way don't you?"
She watched the battle for a few moments longer. Then glanced up at the source of the attacks.
"I suppose this must happen," she told herself as she vanished into the shadows.
Moments later a winged figure glided from the clouds and landed on a nearby hilltop, vanishing into the shadows.
As the moon set a young human appeared on the scene, silver-blue eyes taking in the carnage as her light hair was blown into her face.
"It was necessary," stated a firm voice behind her.
She turned to see a tall digimon striding up the hill to stand next to her. If she stood on her own shoulders she would barely reach his chin. He was hidden be a cape, and the shadows of the night, but she could still make out his familiar features.
"I know," she replied, her voice as cold as the night wind. "I know."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Davis leaned forward in his chair to tap Kari on the shoulder, "Hey, Kari, have you met the new girl yet?"
"Who, Angelique? No not yet."
"Do you know where she is from? I've asked everybody and nobody seems to know."
"You know Davis, you could just ask her."
"Naw. That'd be too easy."
Kari chuckled under her breath, "Oh Davis."
"What? I don't get it."
Kari turned back to her work. Davis leaned forward to tap her shoulder again just as Mrs. Tagumi looked up from the papers she had been grading.
"Mr. Motimiya! You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Disturbing other students while they are working. Especially one as hard working as Kari. Out in the hall. Now!"
Kari felt a little bit guilty that Davis had gotten in trouble when they had both been talking, but he had still been about to pester her again.
^^^^^^^^^^^^
Myotismon paced angrily across the great meeting room of his castle.
"I can't believe it. Those no good rotten little runts. Stealing my plan to take over the real world. I ought to blast them back to primary village." he continued to rant for several moments before anyone dared make a comment.
Finally Devimon ventured a question, "What are you going to do about it?"
Myotismon snorted disdainfully.
"Stop them of course. That should have been obvious."
"Will you still attempt to take over the real world as well?" asked the Darkwizardmon seated in the corner.
"Yes. I can't believe they stole my portal though. I spent a lot of time building that thing."
"How will we travel to the real world without it," asked a feminine voice from the shadows.
Myotismon turned, he could just make out the well proportioned female digimon draped lazily over a chair.
"Does that mean you have decided to join us?"
"I believe I shall. With Piedmon and Etemon already in the real world this venture becomes increasingly interesting. At any rate it will be an amusing way of passing the time. Now, how will we get to the real world?"
"I still have the cards that open the gate in the dungeons. We'll have to use that."
"Why not use it to begin with?" asked Darkwizardmon.
"Because the digidestined know about that gate. They know where it opens up in the real world. Theoretically they could ambush us," replied the silky voice from the shadows.
"Yes," affirmed Myotismon. "But only if they know we are even there. And they believe that gate has been permanently closed. The more I think about this plan the more I like it."
He turned to the figure in the shadows, "Is everything set up for us?"
"Of course."
^^^^^^^^^^^^
"Look, there's Angelique. I wonder shy she wasn't in school today," Davis pointed as he spoke.
"Davis, it's rude to point," scolded Yolie
The other digidestined all laughed. Mimi had come to visit her grandmother in Japan and all the digidestined had gathered together to talk about their 'old times' and just be with their friends. Now that the digital world had been opened to the world it was not so unusual to see digimon in the real world, although they still got weird looks, and sometimes their digimon were asked not to enter certain establishments. But people were slowly becoming used to the idea of these strange creatures.
"Should we go see if she is alright?" asked Cody. They were all seated in one of the giant booths at the Heighten View ice cream parlor. Although none of them still lived in Heighten View, it seemed to be the perfect place to come to recount their adventures, since they had all had some kind of adventures in the Heighten View area.
"Why not?"
"We'll save our table," commented Izzy, never glancing up from his computer. Ken was leaning over his shoulder watching intently as he wrote the new program they were working on.
"Okay. Hey, Ken, don't let any pretty waitresses turn your head, 'K?"
"Huh," Ken glanced up at Yolie's grinning face.
"Don't worry, I won't."
"We'll be back in just a minute then."
The girl in question was about their age, with long white-blonde hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in denim capris and a white blouse with short puffed sleeves. She smiled broadly at them as they walked up to her.
"Can I help you with something?" she asked.
"Actually we wanted to know if we could help you," replied Tai pointing to the large bag of trash that she was struggling to carry to the dumpster.
"All of you? How many people does it take to carry trash out in Japan?" she asked, eyeing the group.
The others laughed a little as Tai took the trash from her, he and Matt carried it over to the dumpster. The digidestined introduced themselves as Matt and Tai returned.
"Actually," said TK. "A lot of us go to school with you and we noticed that you were gone today. We wondered if you were sick and when we saw you we thought we would check up on you."
Angelique blushed slightly, "Thank you that is very kind. I'm afraid I get ill rather frequently. The doctors say I have weak blood."
"Oh, do you need someone to bring you your assignments when you miss school?" asked Kari.
"Yes, that would be nice."
"We'll do it then. Here, I still have today's assignment with me," Kari pulled a notebook out of her knapsack.
"Thank you, uh, Kari, right?"
"Yeah!"
Angelique smiled pleased to have remembered her name correctly.
"So Angelique, where are you from?"
"Romania."
"Really! Your accent is so lovely," gushed Mimi.
"Thank you."
"Hey Angelique, we were about to get some ice cream, would you like to have some too?" invited Tai. "I'll even pay for it, just this once."
"Wow, Tai is going to pay for something. That's a once in a lifetime opportunity, you better not miss out on this," Kari warned playfully pushing at Angelique's shoulders.
"Very well, but what is ice cream?"
"You don't know what ice cream is?" screeched Davis. "Now you have to come with us."
Angelique looked at him in confusion.
"Don't worry," said Yolie. "Davis never makes sense."
"But you'll know what he means once you've tried ice cream," added Joe. "It's pretty unforgettable."
^^^^^^^^^^^^
While their partners were out reminiscing their partners had gathered in the computer room for some time of their own. They could have easily gone with their partners, and been welcomed along, but had decided instead that a little time spent away from their partners would be good for all of them.
They had networked all the computers together and were engrossed in an interactive game of old maid. Gatomon and Biyomon were the only ones left in the round, and all the others stood around the monitors cheering them on.
"Pick the right one Gatomon," cheered Veemon.
"No the left," said Patomon.
Gatomon studied the two cards left facedown on her screen paying no attention to the argument that developed behind her. She moved the mouse uncertainly to the right and then the left and clicked before she could change her mind.
The card flipped over, a match, she won.
"See, I told you it was the left one," gloated Patomon.
"Huh?"
"Oh it was just a lucky guess," said Veemon.
Gatomon watched the two digimon begin tussling on the floor.
"What was that all about?" she asked Agumon.
"Forget about it. You ready for another round?"
"Almost. I'd like to check my e-mail first."
"Well hurry up."
Kari had set up an e-mail account for Gatomon, and she was constantly using it to contact her friends left in the digital world. Agumon often teased that she spent more time on the computer than both their partners combined. Which said a lot because Tai spent hours on the net at night playing interactive games.
"No way," Gatomon breathed as she read her e-mail, shock written across her face. "There's just no way."
"What is it?" asked Patomon, worried by the tone in her voice.
"Heavenly City had fallen."
"That should be impossible."
"Uh, what's Heavenly City?" asked Agumon.
"Yeah, clue us in," piped in the others.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Angelique smiled as she bid the digidestined good bye. She had thoroughly enjoyed the ice cream, and had agreed to meet them all the next day after school. She watched them walk to the elevator before turning to put her key in the door of her apartment.
She did not turn the lights on as she entered her apartment. She could see well enough in the dark. She walked past a long crack in the wall and turned on the single computer on the desk. The light from the monitor illuminated the small room, the beat up couches had come with the apartment and Angelique had not bothered to furnish the room any further. The walls were bare of any pictures, there were a few nail holes left by previous occupants.
She sat cross-legged on the desk in front of the computer, typing rapidly away. She did not stop until a rosy light suddenly shone in the room. She turned to stare at the long crack in the wall, fascinated, as the rosy light spread slowly down from the top of the wall. She slid off the desk and landed on her feet, then walked over to the crack and slowly reached out her hand to touch it.