Reality Redux
By ArchangelUK & Digicowboy

AAUK: Welcome back Digifans to an AAUK chapter!
DC: Come on! Come on! GET ON WITH IT!
AAUK: *Narrows eyes and hits DC across the back of the head with an Armadillomon cardboard cut-out.*
DC: Ow!
AAUK: !ananab a evah - tuo erugif lliw tiwt emos tbuod on taht ognil sdrawkcab siht ni kaeps tsuj I, nomigid nwo ton od I
DC: .... tahW?

Chapter 7: DigiOutfit Enerrrrrrrgise!

The light faded from the digiport and Joe blinked as his eyes readjusted themselves to the much duller tones of the normal brightness. In front of him, Izzy and the others stood an easily six foot youth in black boots, black jeans and black leather coat. He wore a shirt of pure white that appeared to be emblazoned with ebony coloured symbols of the original eight crests. Hair that was bleached as white as the shirt was, he stood with an air of confidence and he held in his hand a glowing silver device.

The little group looked on stunned at the new arrival, they all thought the same question, but Tentomon was the first digimon to be able formulate it verbally.

"AAUK?"

The machinery sprung to life whirring noisily as the image appeared on the large cinema type screen in front of them. The Toei board sat in relative silence, Mr Yamashita puffing away on a well-smoked Cuban cigar. A grey cloud floated into the air as the reel began to play, what was being shown was the rough animatic for the new Digimon 02 episodes. An animatic is basically the pre-cell drawn characters, the sketches still in pencil form only. What was different about this animatic is that for some reason it had changed to a fully coloured animated form apparently on it's own. It was also supposed to be twenty minutes long, the length of a typical episode edited for early broadcast. Something that the US and European audiences would expect to see, the only problem was that it was now also three HOURS and twenty minutes long.

No one had touched the animatic in two weeks.

Yamashita puffed more intensely, eliciting stifled coughing from aside him, the blue suited man cast a glance at the productions manager next to him and growled. The nervous and painfully thin head animator gave a half smile back, although it looked more like a half demented grin to Yamashita.

The two youths were causing all this trouble, they had long since past the events the animators had deliberately put in to erase the foreign elements. They had thought that they had succeeded until the scene switched to what appeared to be a real live flesh and blood picture of the mess in various bedrooms.

The events (of what we reading would consider to be the last few chapters of this story,) had just finished. Yamashita scowled and stood up from the chair which folded upwards into it's usual position. He marched over to the projector and ripped the plug from the wall. The two reels grinding to a halt, the animatic squeaking in protest.

"I don't care," he began, "What you have to do to get rid of these kids. I don't care if you have to cause something to erase the entire damn Digital World! We can always start again!" Yamashita put out the cigar on a nearby painting, burning a hole through the 19th Century water-colour. The animators murmured nervously, that was the last thing they wanted to do, Yamashita spun on his heel and addressed the Toei employees.

"This 'Digicowboy' - Ben or whatever the hell he claims to be called, we now know he's part of the Takenouchi family, go look through our back catalogues the papers we wrote on the history of the Digital World."

"The ones we use to check we're doing things correctly?" A subordinate asked, gaining a mad leer from his portly boss.

"The Digital timeline. The background history of the show, find out if it has changed, if you find any details of these two bring them to me and we'll find a way to get rid of them."

"What about ArchangelUK sir?" A small voice came from the animators, Yamashita raised a greying eyebrow.

"What about him?"

"He's back in the digital world, do you want us to look for details on him too?" The Toei employee was shaking, though Yamashita ignored this for a start he was used to the staff fearing his wrath. Secondly this other much older 'invader', he was still very much an unknown, they had so far found not background details on him. The large Japanese man paced agitatedly

"Not yet, something about what Gennai was going to say puzzles me. Until we get any more details don't go after him. I just have this feeling, what just happened isn't quite right..." He paused, reignited the cigar and marched out of the conference hall.

"So what did you fi- oh my god!" Sora exclaimed as a extremely different looking AAUK hauled himself over the cliff edge, Gatomon who had been riding on his back hopped off. AAUK dusted himself down and reached over to help up Izzy,

"Is that...you AAUK?" Yolei said open mouthed

"It was the last time I looked, he flashed her a grin."

"What happened to you."

AAUK sat down and explained all what happened, the fall, the dark ocean, the presence their of Piedmon, the under sea master Dragomon, Devimon and Daemon. Their alliance, what he had learned, his torture, the digivice...

The group sat spellbound, finally Archangel gestured at his clothing. "As for the new look, I can only assume that's because I actually travelled through a digiport to the digital world this time. Not bad, is it."

The boys and digimon agreed, the girls just stared at him...

"Are you okay you two?" Izzy asked at the catatonic pair.

"Yeah." Sora murmured, sentiments echoed by Yolei. ArchangelUK smiled nervously and got up from his storytelling position,
"It's time we made a move, we need to get out of here and get back to my world and help out Digicowboy and the rest of you DigiDestined. I think this new digivice can get us to the real world...after all, it appears to belong to me."

There was a consensus, and the small band begun to wend their way to the nearest digiport some three miles east of where they were. The girls, Biyomon, Palmon and Hawkmon lagged behind the boys. Sora took the opportunity to speak to Yolei quietly.

"So what do you think?"

"Of AAUK? Well on a scale of 1 to 5, I'd say he's at Drool Factor 5!" The purple haired girl squealed, gaining her looks of puzzlement from the males up ahead."

"You like him?" Hawkmon asked, Yolei blushed in reply.

"Sora?" Biyomon waved a wing in front of her partner's face, she didn't respond until the fifth wave.

"What?"

"Looks like Sora's in love too!" Palmon giggled.

"What?" Yolei looked alarmed, "You can't be, I saw him first!"

"Saw him first nothing...you've got Ken anyway!" Sora responded sticking her tongue out.

"You can talk Mrs Matt Ishida, and that's ignoring all the looks Tai's been giving you!"

"And what about the looks Cody's been giving YOU!"

"HE'S MINE!" Yolei's blood began to boil, the hat looked like it was going to explode off of her head at any minute. Propelled upwards into the air by a jet of high-pressurised steam.

"NO, HE'S MINE!" Sora cried and she glared menacingly at the younger co-keeper of love.

"HE'S NOT DEAF!" ArchangelUK glowing crimson cried out behind him, Gatomon and Patamon, who were riding on alternate shoulders laughed loudly as the two red faced teens marched on behind.

Gennai, who was hiding behind a rock, cursed and followed them something was not right with the second chosen one the legends had been clear as to the origins of the first, but the second was a mystery even to him. Perhaps he should seek out some assistance first, he turned and made his way rapidly off in the direction of Azulongmon's temple. He needed to know the truth behind AAUK's origins, or it could spell disaster for them all.

To Be Continued....

What is the truth behind AAUK? Will Mr Yamashita wreak his terrible vengeance on the chosen two? What was that beam of light that connected DC and Miyotismon and what did it mean? Tune in next time for more Digimon - Reality Redux!

DC: *Rubs head* Ow....that hurt!
AAUK: Serves you right for DEMANDING I write another RR chapter so soon, because of you "Clarity" is going to be delayed even more...
Wolfie: WHAT!!??!
DC: Ahhh, Wolfie....now that's not what you think...No! Put that microwave oven down Wolfie...I - Uh-oh. *CLANG!*

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