A/N: Time flies when it's the last few weeks of summer vacation. As such, let's just hurry past the AN.
Disclaimer: Jooooooooooooohn Jacob Jingleheimermon! His name is my name tooooooooooooooooo-
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The room was cold, enveloped in a pitch-black darkness. Though he could see nothing, just as much as he could remember, he felt something... familier... about the darkness he was in.
"So, you have no recollection of your life?" Came the cold, harsh voice of the creature in front of him." Absolutely no clue as to who, or what, you are?"
"No." He answered sadly, clenching his hands in pointless self-anger." I... I don't even know who... where am I? Who are YOU?"
"My name is Kimon. " The creature spoke, in a false, soothing voice." As for your name, why don't we just stick with something simple, like, perhaps, Ryu?"
"Ryu?" The boy asked, hearing the sound. A weak, invisible smile flittered across his face." I like it."
"I thought you would." Kimon said, with a hint of a chuckle." So, Ryu, do you think I know who you really are?"
"... Yes." he answered, slightly suspiscious.
"If I told you I could tell you everything, if you just provided me with one small favor, would you agree?"
"I... well... yes." Ryu said, hesitantly apprehensive.
"Well, then, let me fill you in on a few things. I have a feeling this is the start of a profitable friendship..."
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"Welcome, visiters." came a raspy voice from behind a short grey cloak, illuminated only by the moonlight." This is the Secret Shop. How may I help you?"
The words "Secret Shop" didn't quite fit the lemonade-sized stand in clear view on a cliff at Mt. Panorama, which is probably why Seto looked at the owner suspisciously.
"We're trying to find our friends. Do you have any idea where they are?" Gatomon asked
"You mean other humans?" the owner inquired, glancing interestedly at Seto, Lara, and Joey.
"Yeah. They're with a Renamon, Chinchillamon, and Kotemon." Demidevimon nodded.
"Hmm... Can't say I have." The owner answered loudly, drumming his thumbs on the pricelist for his wares.
Seto groaned, then turned to his partner." Right. Guess we have to do this the rough way. SWORDSTALKER! VAMPIRE LORD!"
"Demidevimon digivolve toooooo-"
"DEVIMON!"
"Devimon digivolve tooooooooo-"
"MYOTISMON!"
The darkness under the cloak looked pale as it's owner stared at the vampire, whose emotionless eyes glared back.
"We asked you if you knew where our friends were." Myotismon whispered blandly, though the owner caught every word as if it was a shout." You will tell us, or you will die."
"B-b.b.b..BEETLELAND!" The owner squeaked, hiding behind his counter.
"Beetleland? What is it, a rock concert city?"
"The Beetles broke up decades ago, puppy." Seto muttered, annoyed." Know where it is, Myotismon?"
"Indeed I do, Seto. I suggest you all hold on."
Lara gasped briefly as hundreds of bats appeared below them, lifting them into the air. Myotismon, the only one still standing, pointed west, and the bats took off.
"Remind me not to ask for food on this flight." Flamedramon said, trying not to look down." I still feel a bit sick from Freezeland."
"Like I said, hold on." Myotismon repeated, as they vanished out of the owner's sight.
The owner took several breaths, then swore quietly." Erased files, what's the digital world coming to? Vampires waltzing around at night, frightening innocent salesmen-," he continued grumbling for quite some time.
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'Ryu' sat in his quiet, dark quarters, thinking about the long explanation of events Kimon had just said.
{He plan's to use some kind've supreme weapon, and destroy most of the digital world, then tell the survivers it was the other types' faults. What an idiot, does he really think it would work?}
"So, you ready?" Datamon asked, walking in with his repaired body. Ryu nodded, following him out into the large, blank corridor, to a small ship-like device.
It looked only large enough for about two or three people, with red, metallic plating, and around six small engines along the back. Two small, gold-streaked wings jutted out on either side.
"About time!" Came the annoyed voice of a red dragon Rookie in the cockpit." what took you so long, Drake?"
'Ryu' grinned."So, Datamon already told you?"
"My apologies, but he threatened to Beam me if I didn't." Datamon said, bowing slightly.
"No problem." The spiky redhead said as he slid open the door, taking the seat near Dracomon." But something still bugs me: Is Kimon REALLY this stupid? The old 'amnesiac trick' is the oldest one in the book!"
"Normally, no." Datamon answered, shutting the door as he jumped to the controls." But I think his fortress being destroyed unhinged him a bit. How DID you do that?"
"I dunno." Drake said, looking at his hand questionably." I don't remember what happened after I went to sleep..."
(flashback)
"Almost makes me wish I was you, kid." Datamon said. Suddenly, his eyes widened as Drake's eyes opened.
"Well, a lot of people do. Mostly cause I'm rich." The Dragon Duelist cracked." Say, do you REALLY put up with that all the time? Why do you work with these guys?"
After getting over the shock that his test subject had been feinting sleep the whole time, he shook his head with a sigh." I'm being forced. Curse my intellect, I just want to return to Factorial Town and finish reprogramming the AI on my mindless companions!"
Drake thought for a few seconds. "Then, why don't we work together? You help me find Dracomon and get out of this place, and we'll help you get back to Factorial Town!"
Datamon considered this for about two seconds." Why not? Not like I've got much of a life to lose if it fails."
(end flashback)
"I fell asleep after describing my plan, so I can't vouch for any-THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" Drake shouted as the engines of the ship suddenly erupted, blasting them out of the cave-like adopted fortress of Kimon.
"MAYBE YOU COULD SLOW IT DOWN A BIT!" Dracomon screamed angrily over the roars of the engine and the wind passing them outside.
"SORRY, MY SOUND SENSORS AREN'T WORKING PROPERLY RIGHT NOW! JUST KEEP QUIET UNTIL WE LAND!" Datamon yelled
"WHAT!?" Drake yelled back.
"NEVER MIND!"
"HUH?"
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!"
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A/N: Sorry this chapter's short, as well, but I'm very stressed right now. I'm having so many ideas for this fic that they're ramming into each other, and this is about all the intelligent stuff I could make out for this chapter. Hopefully, I can get some thoughts cleared out soon. Please review, so I know what'cha think.
"It comes in two speeds: Light-speed, and OH-DEAR-LORD-GET-OUT-OF-THE-WAY!" -E-100 Alpha
Disclaimer: Jooooooooooooohn Jacob Jingleheimermon! His name is my name tooooooooooooooooo-
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The room was cold, enveloped in a pitch-black darkness. Though he could see nothing, just as much as he could remember, he felt something... familier... about the darkness he was in.
"So, you have no recollection of your life?" Came the cold, harsh voice of the creature in front of him." Absolutely no clue as to who, or what, you are?"
"No." He answered sadly, clenching his hands in pointless self-anger." I... I don't even know who... where am I? Who are YOU?"
"My name is Kimon. " The creature spoke, in a false, soothing voice." As for your name, why don't we just stick with something simple, like, perhaps, Ryu?"
"Ryu?" The boy asked, hearing the sound. A weak, invisible smile flittered across his face." I like it."
"I thought you would." Kimon said, with a hint of a chuckle." So, Ryu, do you think I know who you really are?"
"... Yes." he answered, slightly suspiscious.
"If I told you I could tell you everything, if you just provided me with one small favor, would you agree?"
"I... well... yes." Ryu said, hesitantly apprehensive.
"Well, then, let me fill you in on a few things. I have a feeling this is the start of a profitable friendship..."
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"Welcome, visiters." came a raspy voice from behind a short grey cloak, illuminated only by the moonlight." This is the Secret Shop. How may I help you?"
The words "Secret Shop" didn't quite fit the lemonade-sized stand in clear view on a cliff at Mt. Panorama, which is probably why Seto looked at the owner suspisciously.
"We're trying to find our friends. Do you have any idea where they are?" Gatomon asked
"You mean other humans?" the owner inquired, glancing interestedly at Seto, Lara, and Joey.
"Yeah. They're with a Renamon, Chinchillamon, and Kotemon." Demidevimon nodded.
"Hmm... Can't say I have." The owner answered loudly, drumming his thumbs on the pricelist for his wares.
Seto groaned, then turned to his partner." Right. Guess we have to do this the rough way. SWORDSTALKER! VAMPIRE LORD!"
"Demidevimon digivolve toooooo-"
"DEVIMON!"
"Devimon digivolve tooooooooo-"
"MYOTISMON!"
The darkness under the cloak looked pale as it's owner stared at the vampire, whose emotionless eyes glared back.
"We asked you if you knew where our friends were." Myotismon whispered blandly, though the owner caught every word as if it was a shout." You will tell us, or you will die."
"B-b.b.b..BEETLELAND!" The owner squeaked, hiding behind his counter.
"Beetleland? What is it, a rock concert city?"
"The Beetles broke up decades ago, puppy." Seto muttered, annoyed." Know where it is, Myotismon?"
"Indeed I do, Seto. I suggest you all hold on."
Lara gasped briefly as hundreds of bats appeared below them, lifting them into the air. Myotismon, the only one still standing, pointed west, and the bats took off.
"Remind me not to ask for food on this flight." Flamedramon said, trying not to look down." I still feel a bit sick from Freezeland."
"Like I said, hold on." Myotismon repeated, as they vanished out of the owner's sight.
The owner took several breaths, then swore quietly." Erased files, what's the digital world coming to? Vampires waltzing around at night, frightening innocent salesmen-," he continued grumbling for quite some time.
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'Ryu' sat in his quiet, dark quarters, thinking about the long explanation of events Kimon had just said.
{He plan's to use some kind've supreme weapon, and destroy most of the digital world, then tell the survivers it was the other types' faults. What an idiot, does he really think it would work?}
"So, you ready?" Datamon asked, walking in with his repaired body. Ryu nodded, following him out into the large, blank corridor, to a small ship-like device.
It looked only large enough for about two or three people, with red, metallic plating, and around six small engines along the back. Two small, gold-streaked wings jutted out on either side.
"About time!" Came the annoyed voice of a red dragon Rookie in the cockpit." what took you so long, Drake?"
'Ryu' grinned."So, Datamon already told you?"
"My apologies, but he threatened to Beam me if I didn't." Datamon said, bowing slightly.
"No problem." The spiky redhead said as he slid open the door, taking the seat near Dracomon." But something still bugs me: Is Kimon REALLY this stupid? The old 'amnesiac trick' is the oldest one in the book!"
"Normally, no." Datamon answered, shutting the door as he jumped to the controls." But I think his fortress being destroyed unhinged him a bit. How DID you do that?"
"I dunno." Drake said, looking at his hand questionably." I don't remember what happened after I went to sleep..."
(flashback)
"Almost makes me wish I was you, kid." Datamon said. Suddenly, his eyes widened as Drake's eyes opened.
"Well, a lot of people do. Mostly cause I'm rich." The Dragon Duelist cracked." Say, do you REALLY put up with that all the time? Why do you work with these guys?"
After getting over the shock that his test subject had been feinting sleep the whole time, he shook his head with a sigh." I'm being forced. Curse my intellect, I just want to return to Factorial Town and finish reprogramming the AI on my mindless companions!"
Drake thought for a few seconds. "Then, why don't we work together? You help me find Dracomon and get out of this place, and we'll help you get back to Factorial Town!"
Datamon considered this for about two seconds." Why not? Not like I've got much of a life to lose if it fails."
(end flashback)
"I fell asleep after describing my plan, so I can't vouch for any-THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" Drake shouted as the engines of the ship suddenly erupted, blasting them out of the cave-like adopted fortress of Kimon.
"MAYBE YOU COULD SLOW IT DOWN A BIT!" Dracomon screamed angrily over the roars of the engine and the wind passing them outside.
"SORRY, MY SOUND SENSORS AREN'T WORKING PROPERLY RIGHT NOW! JUST KEEP QUIET UNTIL WE LAND!" Datamon yelled
"WHAT!?" Drake yelled back.
"NEVER MIND!"
"HUH?"
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!"
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A/N: Sorry this chapter's short, as well, but I'm very stressed right now. I'm having so many ideas for this fic that they're ramming into each other, and this is about all the intelligent stuff I could make out for this chapter. Hopefully, I can get some thoughts cleared out soon. Please review, so I know what'cha think.
"It comes in two speeds: Light-speed, and OH-DEAR-LORD-GET-OUT-OF-THE-WAY!" -E-100 Alpha