Alpha: Okay, everybody. This chapter and the next will officially be my last two on FFN until I return, and the final debate between Drake and Sephiroth happens after this chapter's end. Meaning, in a sense, during the extremely long A/N. So, let's not use the Disclaimer till then, and please just enjoy this chapter. This and chapter twenty are my tributes to you, readers, so, if my close friend Goku would again do the honors?
Goku: *starts powering up* Alright, here we go! AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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"So, that's how it is." a young, cruel voice said, with a hint of humor. "I didn't think you'd be that stupid, Ki."
He walked, darkness enveloping his entire body every step, only giving the world a mere glimpse of a winged sillouette, even to the lightless cave he was already in.
"Yumon..... the failed experiment. Father always did call that stupid entity his worst plan ever. And Kimon thinks he can bring it back without his master knowing? He'll have to be punished for that, later..."
His invisible grin faded as he felt the presence of another in the cave. Without warning, a bright, lamp-like light filled the cavern, giving view only to the red-black shadow, and the owner of the light.
It was a small mechanical Digimon, a light coming out of a revealed compartment on his head. It was grinning, apparantly none too concerned that it was very smite-able in front of the Mega.
"Who are you?" The dark one asked.
The small Digimon gave a cheeky grin. "Vemmon. Just your average , over-confidant Digimon with dreams of ruling the world. I came here to check out the competition."
The shadow-covered Mega smirked." Really? And I suppose you have an army of In-Trainings at your beck and call?"
"Not really, too much food payments for me. I'm the kind who think they can do anything, so they just don't use anyone else's help."
The taller one grinned, but not in an evil way. This grin was humourous, almost mischievous." You're pretty cool, for a Rookie."
"Thanks. And you're pretty young, for a Mega, aren't you?" The machine grinned back, holding out a metallic hand." Pals?"
"Pals." The demon agreed, shaking the hand with his own, deep red claw.
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"Sgf obsg sp zpvq cftsjmz jt sgjt xbz?" Joey read, or rather, spelled, off of the sign pointing right. Then, turning around, he grinned at his comrades." Anyone else want to say it?"
"What in the name of all that's right in the world does that mean?" Lara spoke up, to some light applause.
Without pausing for any answer to be debated, Dracomon stepped forward, taking off his seven-sword-sheathing object of his back. He then pulled on blade out, and dropped it to the ground, which brough about stares as it smashed through a few layers of rock.
"Weighted training clothes? Wow, there's a lotta DBZ references in this world!" Joey said, recieving a glare from the anime-deprived Dragon Duelist.
Dracomon nodded quietly, then suddenly span the object harshly, causing a whirring sound to emit from it as it blurred about.
"Wherever the empty hole points, we go." He said plainly, his usual sarcastic edge out of his voice. Drake was slightly unnerved by his seriousness ever since the first time he had digivolved.
The whirring, blurring sheath stopped, pointing left, opposite of the sign.
"Well, that ends that." The Rookie said, picking up the heavy thing, placing the sword back in, and starting to walk onward.
"Strong and Silent, and Short, Red, and remotely cute. Two weird types that fit him." Gatomon sighed, shaking her head as she followed.
"Oh, so you think I should act my normal way?" The dragon asked sincerely." Cause to tell the truth, I'm sorta annoyed by it, too."
Blank stares. With a slightly guilty grin, Dracomon chuckled." Okay, I'll stop acting this way while I'm a Rookie, but Odjnmon's still gonna be more serious then Kaiba's future hypertension attacks."
"Are you implying I have high blood pre-"
"YES." Every other human and all other Digimon stated.
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Alluremon, currently in the form of what could be called an IceLadydevimon without the face mask, sighed with relief as the screen suddenly lit up with several windows of data." I've finally managed to restore what we picked up before that kid blew up the old base. Now, just in case..."
She touched two long fingers to the console, and suddenly the windows dissapeared, replaced by small clouds of data, which one by one entered here throguh the eyes. Said eyes widened greatly as the download was finished.
"That's... that's impossible...." She stuttered.
"What's impossible, Kimon just set up a dress code?"
Her eyes narrowed. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was. "Funny, SkullSatamon. Very funny."
The orange-boned devil Digimon grinned." Just doing what I can! So, found out what our next target is? The main boss is getting bored. I'm sure he's told YOU about, being your bro-"
She turned around angrily, cutting him off." DD is NOT my brother. He's just an idiot who can't see how serious his power is! And we're not supposed to mention it around here! You and I are his special forces, remember? Signed here to keep Kimon's forces from knowing he DOES have a superior?"
"Blah, blah, blah, I've had more important calcium supplies!"
Her slitted eyes rolled." Fine. DD wants us to stop Kimon from summoning Yumon, but he wants it done discreetly. Also, he says to let his new friend do whatever he wants. Some loser called Vemmon. He also wants you to pick him up some chocalate donuts, not the cream-filled kind."
"Remember that bit about the calcium-?" He started to crack, before the angry look on his superior's face told him to go, immediately.
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"So, donuts are on the way?" Vemmon asked, calculating the best move.
"Yep." The teenage-sounding Mega answered, also planning." And don't worry, I told them to leave the cream out."
"Good." The machine said, suddenly reaching and important strategic decision." Got any KingEtemons?"
The shadow-covered Mega kept himself from grinning as he saw the three KingEtemon cards in his hand." Go Divermon."
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Disclaimer: I don't own YQO or Digimon, or any elements there of. I do own my original characters, Digimon, and Crests, and Gema J. Gall owns Shayla, Chinchillamon, and her digivolutions.
A/N: Before you say anything, this isn't really a short chapter. Why isn't it, you ask? Because it's time for the stalling to end. I've known this day was coming, and it's time to get it over with. I just need to get ready, so, dear readers, please procede....
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Lance: *appears onscreen, holding a microphone and wearing a strangely Egyptian-style tux* Good evening ladies, gentlemon, demons, aliens, and anything inbetween! It's finally time for the Wyvern VS. Roth debate, and I, Lance Agni, am here to personally guide you through some of the heavier discussions about this debate. So, let's start with one of the most important people in the audience, Shayla's owner, Gema J. Gall!
GMJ: *smiles weakly at applause* Thanks, Lance. I haven't seen you in any POF meetings, even when Drake attended. Why is that?
Lance: *stares blankly, remembering the penguins that couldn't play poker but had tons of cash and not enough gambling sense to stop betting him* Financial issues. anyway, what do you think'll be the most important topic of the arguments tonight?
Shayla: Hopefully, something involving the POF. We need more members to stop the penguins from taking over Xyxyx!
Lance: ................. riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. I'll just take a few steps backwards... AH, Quantron Ranger! Also known as Crimson Thunder [insert third word here], he and his countless muses are a constant shoulder for Alpha to rest his insanity on. They're also Sephiroth's test subjects in battle, and Drake's assistance whenever a Tonberry appears randomly. So, QR, what brings you here tonight?
QR: .............. Gck. *points behind him*
Uncle: Writer is not important! Fanfic IS!
DMG: We're only here because Uncle insists on going to every chapter, even the ones that aren't COMPLETELY chapters.
Valkyrion the Magna Warrior: *uncomfortably tries to share armrest with Dragon Gundam in the Giant Mech Section.*
Lance: ......... I see. Moving along- *spots a cloaked figure surrounded by Ryuki fans* Ah, if it isn't the man of the evening! The famous-
Cloaked figure: *SHHHHHHHHHHH!* Are you trying to get me killed?!
Terriermon-like voice in the cloak: Where's the food? I only came because DC said-
Ryuki fans: DC!? IT'S THAT RUKATO WRITER!
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Kagome: When Sesshomaru killed that dragon for it's arm to use against us, he unwittingly set a chain of destructive events into place! Now Ryusuke, the Heiryu of the Riverside Mountain Clan, wants to kill him, and Naraku tricked him into thinking Inuyasha was his target! But when, of all people, SHIPPO'S true powers are unveiled, a new race begins alongside the search for the Shikon Jewel Shards!
Power of a Dragon, Heart of a Fox!
by E-100 Alpha/debate winner. Under the Inuyasha section of FFN!
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Lance: *removes torch from butt* Ryuki fans have lousy aim... anyway, we're almost down with the senseless questionings of the crowd, but we have to wait for the main echidna/man himself to arrive! Where IS Alpha, anyway?
Yoh: He said he was gonna get ready for the debate, remember? *sighs* And my fiancee's getting impatient.
Mortimer/Manta: Anna-sama's scaring away all the voters...
-------MEANWHILE!-------
(Please note, the following portion is written in fanfic format. Thank you.)
At the bottom of the secret base, in a room filled with literal mountains of mangas and video games, the author in question sighed, changing from his Shadow-colored Knuckles form to his more humanoid persona.
Spiky, SSJ2 Gohan-styled black hair replaced the dreadlocks, although red streaks remained. He wore a similarly red and black jacket, that looked like it had been stolen from Ryu of BOF: Dragon Quarter.
In the brown backpack hoisted to his shoulder were countless glowing, strange rings, six Pokeballs, three Digivices, a broken hilt of a sword (or so it seemed) cramped into a much-to-small sheath, and a TY Chinese Zodiac Beanie Baby Dragon, named Al. Any comments on that last one, made by anyone besides Alpha, would cause the sender a slow, painful, horrible death.
{It's hard to believe I'm actually leaving this place... even if is just for a while, I've been here since the Lard Incident!} The author inwardly reminisced. He vividly remembered the Pokemon shaped like a question mark that had, after hearing an embellished version of Alpha's sad story, allowed the Second Ultimate Lifeform in to ravage his base underneath San Fransisco.
{The Unknown Unown... he's offered room in his new secret base for me to hide while I wait for this Camera Angle business to smooth over. Man, I wish I'd known it was in Antartica before I started fighting against penguins!}
He turned, and entered the elevator leading up to the debate room.
{Now that I look back, I guess I'm still lucky, despite all my circumstances. When UU started running from Eggman, I went into hiatus for fanfictions. After about a month of planning, I finally got the story down for my Dragon Duelist Saga. True, the whole thing is constantly being changed in my mind, but what author hasn't had his/her share of that! I've also started new friendships, and opened new dimensions to several people besides myself! Heh, today I can't imagine reading Gema's work without my characters being in on the action, and Shayla's brought something to my stories I can't even place! When I return, I'm DEFINATLY gonna be better than before. Now, enough stalling, time for Alpha Unown to hand down teh powa!}
The doors opened, and some slight applause met as he walked onto the stage, standing next to the podium that faced two others, where the Dragon Duelist and One-Winged Angel would make their final impressions.
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One hour later....
Vegeta: WHERE in the bloody hell are they!?
Lance: That's what I was about to say, and I'm the patient one in this whoe storyline!
All: *glance skeptically*
Lara: *appears from side* I just looked in both their rooms, and apparantly they've bailed.
All: WHAT!? *stare angrily at Alpha.*
Alpha: Hey, it's not my fault! *groans* All this planning, and the debate's not even-
*random explosion happens*
All: ...
Alpha: ............. yes. Well, readers/reviewers, this is the final vote period. Sorry for the lack of updates, and for the unneeded stalling....that's being continued, thanks to our candidates.
Roan: *sighs* And here I thought political failures happened AFTER elections...
"Yoh taught be how to 'Go to the Hole' and 'Throw it down!', and then you say"In your face, turkey!""- Amidamaru, from Shaman King.
Goku: *starts powering up* Alright, here we go! AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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"So, that's how it is." a young, cruel voice said, with a hint of humor. "I didn't think you'd be that stupid, Ki."
He walked, darkness enveloping his entire body every step, only giving the world a mere glimpse of a winged sillouette, even to the lightless cave he was already in.
"Yumon..... the failed experiment. Father always did call that stupid entity his worst plan ever. And Kimon thinks he can bring it back without his master knowing? He'll have to be punished for that, later..."
His invisible grin faded as he felt the presence of another in the cave. Without warning, a bright, lamp-like light filled the cavern, giving view only to the red-black shadow, and the owner of the light.
It was a small mechanical Digimon, a light coming out of a revealed compartment on his head. It was grinning, apparantly none too concerned that it was very smite-able in front of the Mega.
"Who are you?" The dark one asked.
The small Digimon gave a cheeky grin. "Vemmon. Just your average , over-confidant Digimon with dreams of ruling the world. I came here to check out the competition."
The shadow-covered Mega smirked." Really? And I suppose you have an army of In-Trainings at your beck and call?"
"Not really, too much food payments for me. I'm the kind who think they can do anything, so they just don't use anyone else's help."
The taller one grinned, but not in an evil way. This grin was humourous, almost mischievous." You're pretty cool, for a Rookie."
"Thanks. And you're pretty young, for a Mega, aren't you?" The machine grinned back, holding out a metallic hand." Pals?"
"Pals." The demon agreed, shaking the hand with his own, deep red claw.
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"Sgf obsg sp zpvq cftsjmz jt sgjt xbz?" Joey read, or rather, spelled, off of the sign pointing right. Then, turning around, he grinned at his comrades." Anyone else want to say it?"
"What in the name of all that's right in the world does that mean?" Lara spoke up, to some light applause.
Without pausing for any answer to be debated, Dracomon stepped forward, taking off his seven-sword-sheathing object of his back. He then pulled on blade out, and dropped it to the ground, which brough about stares as it smashed through a few layers of rock.
"Weighted training clothes? Wow, there's a lotta DBZ references in this world!" Joey said, recieving a glare from the anime-deprived Dragon Duelist.
Dracomon nodded quietly, then suddenly span the object harshly, causing a whirring sound to emit from it as it blurred about.
"Wherever the empty hole points, we go." He said plainly, his usual sarcastic edge out of his voice. Drake was slightly unnerved by his seriousness ever since the first time he had digivolved.
The whirring, blurring sheath stopped, pointing left, opposite of the sign.
"Well, that ends that." The Rookie said, picking up the heavy thing, placing the sword back in, and starting to walk onward.
"Strong and Silent, and Short, Red, and remotely cute. Two weird types that fit him." Gatomon sighed, shaking her head as she followed.
"Oh, so you think I should act my normal way?" The dragon asked sincerely." Cause to tell the truth, I'm sorta annoyed by it, too."
Blank stares. With a slightly guilty grin, Dracomon chuckled." Okay, I'll stop acting this way while I'm a Rookie, but Odjnmon's still gonna be more serious then Kaiba's future hypertension attacks."
"Are you implying I have high blood pre-"
"YES." Every other human and all other Digimon stated.
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Alluremon, currently in the form of what could be called an IceLadydevimon without the face mask, sighed with relief as the screen suddenly lit up with several windows of data." I've finally managed to restore what we picked up before that kid blew up the old base. Now, just in case..."
She touched two long fingers to the console, and suddenly the windows dissapeared, replaced by small clouds of data, which one by one entered here throguh the eyes. Said eyes widened greatly as the download was finished.
"That's... that's impossible...." She stuttered.
"What's impossible, Kimon just set up a dress code?"
Her eyes narrowed. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was. "Funny, SkullSatamon. Very funny."
The orange-boned devil Digimon grinned." Just doing what I can! So, found out what our next target is? The main boss is getting bored. I'm sure he's told YOU about, being your bro-"
She turned around angrily, cutting him off." DD is NOT my brother. He's just an idiot who can't see how serious his power is! And we're not supposed to mention it around here! You and I are his special forces, remember? Signed here to keep Kimon's forces from knowing he DOES have a superior?"
"Blah, blah, blah, I've had more important calcium supplies!"
Her slitted eyes rolled." Fine. DD wants us to stop Kimon from summoning Yumon, but he wants it done discreetly. Also, he says to let his new friend do whatever he wants. Some loser called Vemmon. He also wants you to pick him up some chocalate donuts, not the cream-filled kind."
"Remember that bit about the calcium-?" He started to crack, before the angry look on his superior's face told him to go, immediately.
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"So, donuts are on the way?" Vemmon asked, calculating the best move.
"Yep." The teenage-sounding Mega answered, also planning." And don't worry, I told them to leave the cream out."
"Good." The machine said, suddenly reaching and important strategic decision." Got any KingEtemons?"
The shadow-covered Mega kept himself from grinning as he saw the three KingEtemon cards in his hand." Go Divermon."
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Disclaimer: I don't own YQO or Digimon, or any elements there of. I do own my original characters, Digimon, and Crests, and Gema J. Gall owns Shayla, Chinchillamon, and her digivolutions.
A/N: Before you say anything, this isn't really a short chapter. Why isn't it, you ask? Because it's time for the stalling to end. I've known this day was coming, and it's time to get it over with. I just need to get ready, so, dear readers, please procede....
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Lance: *appears onscreen, holding a microphone and wearing a strangely Egyptian-style tux* Good evening ladies, gentlemon, demons, aliens, and anything inbetween! It's finally time for the Wyvern VS. Roth debate, and I, Lance Agni, am here to personally guide you through some of the heavier discussions about this debate. So, let's start with one of the most important people in the audience, Shayla's owner, Gema J. Gall!
GMJ: *smiles weakly at applause* Thanks, Lance. I haven't seen you in any POF meetings, even when Drake attended. Why is that?
Lance: *stares blankly, remembering the penguins that couldn't play poker but had tons of cash and not enough gambling sense to stop betting him* Financial issues. anyway, what do you think'll be the most important topic of the arguments tonight?
Shayla: Hopefully, something involving the POF. We need more members to stop the penguins from taking over Xyxyx!
Lance: ................. riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. I'll just take a few steps backwards... AH, Quantron Ranger! Also known as Crimson Thunder [insert third word here], he and his countless muses are a constant shoulder for Alpha to rest his insanity on. They're also Sephiroth's test subjects in battle, and Drake's assistance whenever a Tonberry appears randomly. So, QR, what brings you here tonight?
QR: .............. Gck. *points behind him*
Uncle: Writer is not important! Fanfic IS!
DMG: We're only here because Uncle insists on going to every chapter, even the ones that aren't COMPLETELY chapters.
Valkyrion the Magna Warrior: *uncomfortably tries to share armrest with Dragon Gundam in the Giant Mech Section.*
Lance: ......... I see. Moving along- *spots a cloaked figure surrounded by Ryuki fans* Ah, if it isn't the man of the evening! The famous-
Cloaked figure: *SHHHHHHHHHHH!* Are you trying to get me killed?!
Terriermon-like voice in the cloak: Where's the food? I only came because DC said-
Ryuki fans: DC!? IT'S THAT RUKATO WRITER!
*****************************************Commercial Break!***************************
Kagome: When Sesshomaru killed that dragon for it's arm to use against us, he unwittingly set a chain of destructive events into place! Now Ryusuke, the Heiryu of the Riverside Mountain Clan, wants to kill him, and Naraku tricked him into thinking Inuyasha was his target! But when, of all people, SHIPPO'S true powers are unveiled, a new race begins alongside the search for the Shikon Jewel Shards!
Power of a Dragon, Heart of a Fox!
by E-100 Alpha/debate winner. Under the Inuyasha section of FFN!
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Lance: *removes torch from butt* Ryuki fans have lousy aim... anyway, we're almost down with the senseless questionings of the crowd, but we have to wait for the main echidna/man himself to arrive! Where IS Alpha, anyway?
Yoh: He said he was gonna get ready for the debate, remember? *sighs* And my fiancee's getting impatient.
Mortimer/Manta: Anna-sama's scaring away all the voters...
-------MEANWHILE!-------
(Please note, the following portion is written in fanfic format. Thank you.)
At the bottom of the secret base, in a room filled with literal mountains of mangas and video games, the author in question sighed, changing from his Shadow-colored Knuckles form to his more humanoid persona.
Spiky, SSJ2 Gohan-styled black hair replaced the dreadlocks, although red streaks remained. He wore a similarly red and black jacket, that looked like it had been stolen from Ryu of BOF: Dragon Quarter.
In the brown backpack hoisted to his shoulder were countless glowing, strange rings, six Pokeballs, three Digivices, a broken hilt of a sword (or so it seemed) cramped into a much-to-small sheath, and a TY Chinese Zodiac Beanie Baby Dragon, named Al. Any comments on that last one, made by anyone besides Alpha, would cause the sender a slow, painful, horrible death.
{It's hard to believe I'm actually leaving this place... even if is just for a while, I've been here since the Lard Incident!} The author inwardly reminisced. He vividly remembered the Pokemon shaped like a question mark that had, after hearing an embellished version of Alpha's sad story, allowed the Second Ultimate Lifeform in to ravage his base underneath San Fransisco.
{The Unknown Unown... he's offered room in his new secret base for me to hide while I wait for this Camera Angle business to smooth over. Man, I wish I'd known it was in Antartica before I started fighting against penguins!}
He turned, and entered the elevator leading up to the debate room.
{Now that I look back, I guess I'm still lucky, despite all my circumstances. When UU started running from Eggman, I went into hiatus for fanfictions. After about a month of planning, I finally got the story down for my Dragon Duelist Saga. True, the whole thing is constantly being changed in my mind, but what author hasn't had his/her share of that! I've also started new friendships, and opened new dimensions to several people besides myself! Heh, today I can't imagine reading Gema's work without my characters being in on the action, and Shayla's brought something to my stories I can't even place! When I return, I'm DEFINATLY gonna be better than before. Now, enough stalling, time for Alpha Unown to hand down teh powa!}
The doors opened, and some slight applause met as he walked onto the stage, standing next to the podium that faced two others, where the Dragon Duelist and One-Winged Angel would make their final impressions.
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One hour later....
Vegeta: WHERE in the bloody hell are they!?
Lance: That's what I was about to say, and I'm the patient one in this whoe storyline!
All: *glance skeptically*
Lara: *appears from side* I just looked in both their rooms, and apparantly they've bailed.
All: WHAT!? *stare angrily at Alpha.*
Alpha: Hey, it's not my fault! *groans* All this planning, and the debate's not even-
*random explosion happens*
All: ...
Alpha: ............. yes. Well, readers/reviewers, this is the final vote period. Sorry for the lack of updates, and for the unneeded stalling....that's being continued, thanks to our candidates.
Roan: *sighs* And here I thought political failures happened AFTER elections...
"Yoh taught be how to 'Go to the Hole' and 'Throw it down!', and then you say"In your face, turkey!""- Amidamaru, from Shaman King.