Disclaimer: I don't own digimon, I do own Jason Johnson, and yamatos.girl,
who knows – more to the point, Ralph Wiggum, Demon Spawn, firewall0, and
Sara-chan have been kind enough to let me use their characters.
The Daggermon Cometh
A/N: I know that a similar title has been used in the series for, I believe Ice Devimon, but I DON'T CARE.
The sun slowly rises. Gradual light seeps into the clearing in which the fourteen reside. Those outside stir and awaken, but the tent-dwellers remain in their state of slumber. As Michael Scott awoke he could see that Pixie, Jason, and Jay were already up and about. Their digimon were also active, Coyomon still felt drained after the previous night's battle. Washimon and Kakumon were discussing the digivolution of their companion.
Michael turned and saw his partner, Bladeramon in some sort of deep meditation. Not wanting to disturb him, he rose and joined the other teenagers.
"Morning," He said stretching. "How long has Bladeramon been like that?"
"Since you woke me up," Jay replied. "He stayed like that all throughout my watch."
"He seems to be very focused," Pixie commented.
"Lets get back on track here," Jason advised. "Pixie, would you mind going back to the stream to find more water?"
"Nope," She responded. "Just as long as I have Kakumon to protect me."
"I'll go too," Coyomon said, he had been listening from his spot on the ground. "I can help with the shell."
"Are you sure?" Jason asked, feeling concern for his friend. "Maybe you should take it easy."
"If he feels ok enough I say let him come," Kakumon said approaching the group.
"Alright," Jason said. "I know when I'm defeated. Jay, you and Washimon will come with me to find some breakfast. Scott you stay here."
"Alright," Michael said. "I'll guard the camp."
The six left him alone with the meditating digimon and the slumbering six in the tent.
Michael began to think of this new life that they had all been given…that is if given was the correct word. It almost seemed like they were destined to arrive and that nothing could change that. Michael's thoughts were interrupted by the awakening girls and their partners. He looked towards the tent to see the girls and digimon emerge from their sleeping place. They all mumble something of a greeting as they stretch and undergo the task of actually "waking up."
The search parties returned with more food and drink. The commotion of everything caused Bladeramon to come out of his meditation. Everyone settled down to a nice breakfast.
"What should we do now?" Medusa asked.
"I want to go back on top of the canyon," Jason stated. "We might be able to see something from up on the cliffs."
"How are we going to get up there?" Pixie queried.
"We could use vines to climb up," Michael offered. "Our digimon could lower the vines and then try to pull us up."
Savannah came up with a flaw to the plan. "Our digimon wouldn't be able to pull us up," she stated. "They could secure it to something though."
"I spent my life climbing things steeper than that on my own, I wouldn't need a vine," Jason said plainly. "I can carry Coyomon on my back, then I can find something to pull the rest of you guys up."
"Well if its agreed are we going after breakfast?" Sarah asked. "Will we have to pack up camp?"
"Leave that to me," Jason said. "I'll do it and meet you guys at the canyon."
"You can't do it alone," Jay observed. "Maybe one of us should stay behind and help you."
"Alright, I'll stay," Michael offered.
The rest of them left after they finished eating, leaving the four to clean up the site.
Jason quickly got to work rolling up the sleeping bag to that of a very tight roll, he then placed it at the bottom of his bag. Michael doused the fire from the last of the water in the shell, and then set about gathering the food that they could take with them. The two rookies looked on in astonishment as the two young men worked. Jason finished taking down the tent and he rolled it up and placed it in his bag as well.
The campsite was empty save the shell that they had used to store water.
"I don't suppose there's room in your bag for this is there?" Michael asked.
Jason shook his head. "No but maybe someone could carry it, like tie it to their back. Or we could just leave it here and rely on the canteen."
Michael fit the sling across his shoulder saying, "It's too important to leave behind."
The quartet made their way to the canyon where the group was waiting.
"What took you so long?" Sarah asked.
"Just being thorough," Coyomon said.
The canyon walls were at least 30 feet tall, there were many rough areas, like they were specially designed handholds. This would make the ascent much easier than previously anticipated. Jason spat on his hands and prepared himself for the climb. He took of the pack and opened it slightly. Coyomon jumped in. Shouldering the load once more he used one handhold after another and eventually made his way to the top of the cliff.
Sighing in relief the group waiting at the cliff-base applauded. Coyomon scanned the horizon while his partner caught his breath. He spotted a large dust cloud in the distance. He couldn't be sure but the cloud seemed to be getting bigger.
"Um Jason. We should hurry," he said indicating the cloud.
"Shit. Go get some long vines," Jason said. He called down, "We have to do this quickly. Digimon come on up, we'll need your muscle."
The digimon flew up, Washimon carrying Bladeramon, Ashemon carrying Kakumon, and Tentomon carrying Kodokumon. Coyomon returned with the vines. There was only one long enough so they would use that to pull people up.
Jason threw one end of the vine over the side and held on to the other. "Two people grab on," he called.
Pixie and Medusa were the first to go up. The human and digimon pulled with all their might, and with the girls walking up the side of the canyon, they eventually got the two over the side.
"Now three," Jason called, throwing the vine once more. He glanced over his shoulder the source of the cloud was visible now it seemed to be some sort of samurai.
At the bottom of the chasm, Michael put everyone else on the vine. "You guys go, you're the lightest," He reasoned. Before they could protest the ten at the top began pulling. By the time thirteen were at the top Michael could see the running form approaching him rapidly. He shielded his eyes from the approaching dust, with his arm. His watch beeped. Instantly information was sent to his brain.
'Just like it must have been for Jason,' he thought. 'Let's see here a Musyamon? I've never heard of that, and it attacks with a 'shogun's sword'?'
"Could you hurry up?" he called, but it was too late the Musyamon was in striking distance. As the vine was thrown down, the samurai leapt and sliced the rope.
"No!" Jason and Michael cried simultaneously. Michael because he was stranded with a sword crazed digimon. Jason cried because he was powerless to do anything. Before anyone could move, a blue figure jumped off the cliff. Bladeramon quickly made his way down to his partner. Landing in front of Michael, he removed his dagger.
"Knife throw," He cried. The samurai's sword deflected the purple energy.
"Shogun Sword," Musyamon yelled.
The spectators on the cliff could make out the black outline around the attacking form.
"Knife Protection," Bladeramon said. Michael and Bladeramon were enveloped by a purple energy.
Musyamon did not back down; he drove his sword further and shattered the force field. He attacked once more, "Shogun Sword." This attack was aimed right at Michael. His red watch began to glow. A light went out and hit Bladeramon.
"Bladeramon digivolve to…" Bladeramon stated. He grew to almost six feet tall. Now he stands on two feet and appears to be humanoid. "…Daggermon." The red light faded revealing his features. Daggermon retained the sunglasses of his previous form, but instead of a dagger protruding from his back, he had two smaller knives mounted on his wrists. He held a metal staff in his hand like a sword and used it like one. Placing the staff in the samurai's path, he stopped Musyamon from swinging the sword at Michael. He disarmed the samurai with one fluid movement. Taking his staff and pointing it at the enemy, he said, "Back off. Dark shot." A black fireball emerges from the staff and hits Musyamon in the chest. The blast sends Musyamon fifty feet away. He did not fall.
"Sonic Scythe," Daggermon said. He brought the staff behind his head and forward rapidly, creating a scythe-like energy. The energy is released at Musyamon and the infected champion finally falls.
"Well that's the end of him," Michael stated. "But how do we get up now?"
Without a word Daggermon grabbed Michael and jumped up the fifty feet and landed next to everyone else. He began to glow and reverted back to his Bladeramon stage.
"Well now that the excitement is over, what should we do now?" Pixie asked.
"Let's head in that direction," Savannah said pointing.
"Why?" Jay asked.
"There seems to be smoke coming from that direction and I think that it's a cooking fire." Savannah reasoned.
Without further argument the fourteen head in the direction of the fire, not knowing the perils that await them.
The figure resides in the darkness of the mountains. Waiting for his chance to strike.
I_NUKEM: This took me a while. Well how is it, good, bad, in between. TELL ME!!!! I need to improve my writing so I need all the feedback I can get. Oh and lets see what will I send you this time…Umm… If you don't review I will be forced to sick a yeti, Bigfoot, the tooth fairy, and a leprechaun on all of you. Muahahahaha.
Coyomon: *whispers to I_NUKEM*
I_NUKEM: Well don't let them know that they don't exist. OOPS.
The Daggermon Cometh
A/N: I know that a similar title has been used in the series for, I believe Ice Devimon, but I DON'T CARE.
The sun slowly rises. Gradual light seeps into the clearing in which the fourteen reside. Those outside stir and awaken, but the tent-dwellers remain in their state of slumber. As Michael Scott awoke he could see that Pixie, Jason, and Jay were already up and about. Their digimon were also active, Coyomon still felt drained after the previous night's battle. Washimon and Kakumon were discussing the digivolution of their companion.
Michael turned and saw his partner, Bladeramon in some sort of deep meditation. Not wanting to disturb him, he rose and joined the other teenagers.
"Morning," He said stretching. "How long has Bladeramon been like that?"
"Since you woke me up," Jay replied. "He stayed like that all throughout my watch."
"He seems to be very focused," Pixie commented.
"Lets get back on track here," Jason advised. "Pixie, would you mind going back to the stream to find more water?"
"Nope," She responded. "Just as long as I have Kakumon to protect me."
"I'll go too," Coyomon said, he had been listening from his spot on the ground. "I can help with the shell."
"Are you sure?" Jason asked, feeling concern for his friend. "Maybe you should take it easy."
"If he feels ok enough I say let him come," Kakumon said approaching the group.
"Alright," Jason said. "I know when I'm defeated. Jay, you and Washimon will come with me to find some breakfast. Scott you stay here."
"Alright," Michael said. "I'll guard the camp."
The six left him alone with the meditating digimon and the slumbering six in the tent.
Michael began to think of this new life that they had all been given…that is if given was the correct word. It almost seemed like they were destined to arrive and that nothing could change that. Michael's thoughts were interrupted by the awakening girls and their partners. He looked towards the tent to see the girls and digimon emerge from their sleeping place. They all mumble something of a greeting as they stretch and undergo the task of actually "waking up."
The search parties returned with more food and drink. The commotion of everything caused Bladeramon to come out of his meditation. Everyone settled down to a nice breakfast.
"What should we do now?" Medusa asked.
"I want to go back on top of the canyon," Jason stated. "We might be able to see something from up on the cliffs."
"How are we going to get up there?" Pixie queried.
"We could use vines to climb up," Michael offered. "Our digimon could lower the vines and then try to pull us up."
Savannah came up with a flaw to the plan. "Our digimon wouldn't be able to pull us up," she stated. "They could secure it to something though."
"I spent my life climbing things steeper than that on my own, I wouldn't need a vine," Jason said plainly. "I can carry Coyomon on my back, then I can find something to pull the rest of you guys up."
"Well if its agreed are we going after breakfast?" Sarah asked. "Will we have to pack up camp?"
"Leave that to me," Jason said. "I'll do it and meet you guys at the canyon."
"You can't do it alone," Jay observed. "Maybe one of us should stay behind and help you."
"Alright, I'll stay," Michael offered.
The rest of them left after they finished eating, leaving the four to clean up the site.
Jason quickly got to work rolling up the sleeping bag to that of a very tight roll, he then placed it at the bottom of his bag. Michael doused the fire from the last of the water in the shell, and then set about gathering the food that they could take with them. The two rookies looked on in astonishment as the two young men worked. Jason finished taking down the tent and he rolled it up and placed it in his bag as well.
The campsite was empty save the shell that they had used to store water.
"I don't suppose there's room in your bag for this is there?" Michael asked.
Jason shook his head. "No but maybe someone could carry it, like tie it to their back. Or we could just leave it here and rely on the canteen."
Michael fit the sling across his shoulder saying, "It's too important to leave behind."
The quartet made their way to the canyon where the group was waiting.
"What took you so long?" Sarah asked.
"Just being thorough," Coyomon said.
The canyon walls were at least 30 feet tall, there were many rough areas, like they were specially designed handholds. This would make the ascent much easier than previously anticipated. Jason spat on his hands and prepared himself for the climb. He took of the pack and opened it slightly. Coyomon jumped in. Shouldering the load once more he used one handhold after another and eventually made his way to the top of the cliff.
Sighing in relief the group waiting at the cliff-base applauded. Coyomon scanned the horizon while his partner caught his breath. He spotted a large dust cloud in the distance. He couldn't be sure but the cloud seemed to be getting bigger.
"Um Jason. We should hurry," he said indicating the cloud.
"Shit. Go get some long vines," Jason said. He called down, "We have to do this quickly. Digimon come on up, we'll need your muscle."
The digimon flew up, Washimon carrying Bladeramon, Ashemon carrying Kakumon, and Tentomon carrying Kodokumon. Coyomon returned with the vines. There was only one long enough so they would use that to pull people up.
Jason threw one end of the vine over the side and held on to the other. "Two people grab on," he called.
Pixie and Medusa were the first to go up. The human and digimon pulled with all their might, and with the girls walking up the side of the canyon, they eventually got the two over the side.
"Now three," Jason called, throwing the vine once more. He glanced over his shoulder the source of the cloud was visible now it seemed to be some sort of samurai.
At the bottom of the chasm, Michael put everyone else on the vine. "You guys go, you're the lightest," He reasoned. Before they could protest the ten at the top began pulling. By the time thirteen were at the top Michael could see the running form approaching him rapidly. He shielded his eyes from the approaching dust, with his arm. His watch beeped. Instantly information was sent to his brain.
'Just like it must have been for Jason,' he thought. 'Let's see here a Musyamon? I've never heard of that, and it attacks with a 'shogun's sword'?'
"Could you hurry up?" he called, but it was too late the Musyamon was in striking distance. As the vine was thrown down, the samurai leapt and sliced the rope.
"No!" Jason and Michael cried simultaneously. Michael because he was stranded with a sword crazed digimon. Jason cried because he was powerless to do anything. Before anyone could move, a blue figure jumped off the cliff. Bladeramon quickly made his way down to his partner. Landing in front of Michael, he removed his dagger.
"Knife throw," He cried. The samurai's sword deflected the purple energy.
"Shogun Sword," Musyamon yelled.
The spectators on the cliff could make out the black outline around the attacking form.
"Knife Protection," Bladeramon said. Michael and Bladeramon were enveloped by a purple energy.
Musyamon did not back down; he drove his sword further and shattered the force field. He attacked once more, "Shogun Sword." This attack was aimed right at Michael. His red watch began to glow. A light went out and hit Bladeramon.
"Bladeramon digivolve to…" Bladeramon stated. He grew to almost six feet tall. Now he stands on two feet and appears to be humanoid. "…Daggermon." The red light faded revealing his features. Daggermon retained the sunglasses of his previous form, but instead of a dagger protruding from his back, he had two smaller knives mounted on his wrists. He held a metal staff in his hand like a sword and used it like one. Placing the staff in the samurai's path, he stopped Musyamon from swinging the sword at Michael. He disarmed the samurai with one fluid movement. Taking his staff and pointing it at the enemy, he said, "Back off. Dark shot." A black fireball emerges from the staff and hits Musyamon in the chest. The blast sends Musyamon fifty feet away. He did not fall.
"Sonic Scythe," Daggermon said. He brought the staff behind his head and forward rapidly, creating a scythe-like energy. The energy is released at Musyamon and the infected champion finally falls.
"Well that's the end of him," Michael stated. "But how do we get up now?"
Without a word Daggermon grabbed Michael and jumped up the fifty feet and landed next to everyone else. He began to glow and reverted back to his Bladeramon stage.
"Well now that the excitement is over, what should we do now?" Pixie asked.
"Let's head in that direction," Savannah said pointing.
"Why?" Jay asked.
"There seems to be smoke coming from that direction and I think that it's a cooking fire." Savannah reasoned.
Without further argument the fourteen head in the direction of the fire, not knowing the perils that await them.
The figure resides in the darkness of the mountains. Waiting for his chance to strike.
I_NUKEM: This took me a while. Well how is it, good, bad, in between. TELL ME!!!! I need to improve my writing so I need all the feedback I can get. Oh and lets see what will I send you this time…Umm… If you don't review I will be forced to sick a yeti, Bigfoot, the tooth fairy, and a leprechaun on all of you. Muahahahaha.
Coyomon: *whispers to I_NUKEM*
I_NUKEM: Well don't let them know that they don't exist. OOPS.