Digimon: Fatal Error
Error Code 1: The Prophecy Realized
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Alright people, This is my new Digimon fic. It'll be dark and angsty at times. And others it'll be light hearted and silly. Also, beware, this fic will have PG-13 and R ratings(warnings for R ratings will be noted and you will also know when they end). This is rated for gore, angst, suffering, death, language, and violence. Remember, I'm going to write as well as I can to either make you cry, or make you scared. And at times I'll give you a break to laugh and such(that'll be starting in chapter 2...). This is where our first 3 protagonists are introduced. In the next chapter the rest shall be introed. There are a total of 6 Digi-destined in this story because it gets hard to have alot of chars. I hope you enjoy Digimon: Fatal Error.
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(An unknown room)
"'A dragon's heart shows through all darkness... yet the heart is not inside a digimon'. That is the legend is it not?" a human-like creature sat at a table with 3 others. "Who cares about a stupid legend?! We can take out this monster on our own if need be! We do not need the Digi-destined this time!" another of the creatures slammed his fist through the table. "Yes, brother Alforce is correct sir, we should attack now. If we attack, we the Holy Knights could..." a third one was going to begin as the final one, the one in the biggest chair spoke. "I'm afraid Dekurasimon is far too powerful for us to handle... we must call for the digi-destined..." "But... brother Alpha..." the first one who spoke began. "Silence, I will call them to us... somehow..." the final one spoke again...
(Tokyo, Japan, Saturday, OCT 23, 2004, 9:24 AM)
A young man walks down the street, his black jacket open slightly revealing the lime green bandages underneath, his black pants and chains rippling in the wind, his eyes closed. On his hands he wore brown gloves with swordguard plates that held the initials DD which shined in the morning light. He moved his long, silver hair from his face as a large man approached him. "Hey kid, I'm afraid to get past here you have to pay a toll, gimme your wallet and that necklace of yours and we have a deal. I won't even bust your face. Come now, it's a bargain." the man spoke with an evil grin. The boy grunted and continued walking past. The man reached out for the boy, but he then fell back, blood gushing from where elbow used to connect. The boy had easily and quickly snapped it off with his bare hands. The boy simply dropped the hand and left the man to writhe in pain as the ambulance was heard. "Simpleton... attempting to touch me is suicide in itself..." the boy thought as he walked into the front door of his house.
Past a blood stain on the floor, another on the wall, what had happened here? He walked towards his computer and turned it on. "Greetings Drago." it said as it completed it's start up. The boy, now known as Drago, flung his jacket onto his bed revealing massive bloodstains on his shoulder blades. He growled looking at his jacket, which had been splattered with blood all over the right side. He flung it into the washing machine as his computer signed onto the internet. He spent at least 6 hours hacking into schools and stealing tests, class schedules, and textbooks. Not quite normal for a 15 year old is it?
It was now exactlly 6:00, Drago grabbed his jacket and a bag of food and walked out the door towards what looked like a church. "Every day... the same time... heh... well... she needs the food..." Drago walked into the church, he'd been here many times before... he walked straight to the front and left the bag of food on the polpit(wooden thingys ministers stand behind sometimes) with a simple note attached. It read:
"To the girl with blue-black hair."
Drago grunted as he walked outside, it started to rain and he saw a 13 year old girl with blue-black hair on the ground being attacked by large men. He began walked towards them. "Come on you stupid little bitch, scream for us, make it nice and hot." the biggest man growled as he slapped her across the face, she just laid there crying. "Fine, I'll make you scream!" the man reached for his knife and put it up to her shirt. A rock his the knife which flew into a tree about 20 feet away. "What the fuck?!" he cried out gripping his hand as he looked towards where the rock came from. Ten feet away stood Drago, tossing rocks up and catching them in his right hand. "You little wiseass! Kill him!" the biggest man yelled as the other two just ran at Drago. He simply tossed rocks at their left kneecaps, which exploded in tiny fragments of bone and gushing blood. Drago growled as he checked himself for splattered blood. "What is this kid? How did he do that... I didn't even see him move..." the biggest man thought as he backed away. Then started running, Drago simply threw a rock through the back of the man's knee, which, also exploded like the other two men's. Drago grunted and walked over to the girl. She had fainted... "Well... I can't leave her out here..." he thought as he picked her up and put her inside the church and layed on the stands for the choir. He left a "Call 911 note" and left for his house.
Drago walked into his house and scowled as the pain in his shoulderblades intensified and he tossed his jacket to the floor and changed the bandages, blood exploding onto the floor then slowing to a drip, as if it had been held back all day. Drago grunted and layed in his bed, music blaring on the sterio... the song "This Is Your Life" by Switchfoot was replaying over and over. His eyes suddenly felt heavy... This wasn't normal... it was only 7:21... Drago grunted as he fell asleep...
(At the church at 6:57 PM, 5 minutes after Drago saved the girl)
"Oh... w... what happened..." the girl groaned as she put her hand on her head and noticed a bandage. "Where did this come from...?" She asked herself as she stood up, she could walk and stand perfectly, and she tested her voice, it was fine too. She dusted off her pink shirt and blue-green skirt, and looked at the stars on her belt. Then she walked to the bathroom and combed her long, mid-back lengthed, blue-black hair and smiled as she touched the bandage again. "I wonder who saved me.. maybe he was really hot! Or maybe it was some cop... man... I hope not... I wish I coulda met him..." the girl frowned as she walked back out to the worship space. "Huh?" she thought as she saw the food on the polpit. She rushed for it, having missed all meals the last 3 days, she read the note and noticed it was for her, she walked to a table in a Sunday school room and took it all out. It was wonderful looking, roast, gravy, nachos, turkey, mashed potatos, stuffing, and a slice of warm apple pie and some ice cream in a keep cold thermace. She slowly ate it, careful not to make herself sick, enjoying every moment of the obviously homecooked food.
She finished the main course food after 15 minutes and layed back in her chair, smiling at the delicious food she'd eaten. "Could it have been the same guy who rescued me who left that food? No way... Zia... that's just not possible... no guy can cook that well..." the girl, who we now know as Zia, thought. She smiled as she opened the box with the still hot apple pie inside and she put the still perfectly cold ice cream on top. She enjoyed every bite. The food was obviously homemade... the ice cream couldn't have been storebought, none was that sweet. "Maybe... there is a guy who can cook like that... maybe he likes me..." Zia smiled as she walked to where the minister had set up a room for her to stay. She looked at her clock... it was 7:21... she fell asleep right then... was something wrong?
(Vancouver, Canada, Saturday, OCT 23, 2004, 1:08 PM)
A 13 year old girl with light-brown, shoulder length hair, wearing a pink tank-top underneath white sweater-jacket with hood and undone zipper, stomach showing a bit, short black school girl skirt with chain belt, black knee length socks, white and pink colored skater shoes, 20 jelly bracelets on each arm (10 black, 10 pink), charm bracelets(the charms are the letter J, hello kitty, cell phone, pom poms, and a sentence "guys are hot") walks down the street smiling. She squealed and ran up to a group of boys. "Heh, this is always fun, the hot guys are always hitting on me, and I love every second. But none of em can have me, nuh uh." she smiled to herself as the boys gave her candy and flowers and asked for dates. She took the candy and flowers and left the guys in the dust. "That was so much fun, seeing the faces of guys I turn down makes me happy."
She walked up to a group of people who were playing in a chess tournament. "Wow, my day's almost complete, dorks to torment." she thought as she walked over to a table and watched, then she started talking to one of the boys. "You know, maybe you should try something that isn't this stupid, you're such a loser." she taunted. "Excuse me young lady... I must ask you to leave..." a man smiled at her. He was tall, wearing glasses, a purple jacket with a white shirt underneath, wearing a pair of jeans. "Excuse me? You're causing problems for the people in the tournament, please leave." he said nicely to her. "Mr. Joe! We need you to judge something!" the man... now known as Joe(yes, from season 1)... walked towards a table. "Man... he didn't even hit on me... that's no fun..." she grunted to herself and walked off. Hours later she walks towards her mother's mansion.
"Josephine? Is that you darling?" a lady's snooty voice asked from another room. "Yes momma, I'm home. And I asked you to call me Joey." the girl, known as Josephine, or Joey, walked up the stairs to her room. "I wish I had someone to boss around... the maids and butlers are on vacation... this sucks..." she whined to herself as she started listening to her phone messages. She looked at her computer... there was... something abnormal... she read a strange e-mail which is where she heard a voice... "Digidestined... please return to us... help us..." it spoke as she was pulled into the computer.
(Tokyo, Japan, Saturday, OCT 23, 2004, 11:19 PM)
Drago grunted as he sat up in his bed and walked to his now beeping computer, his sterio still booming that same song. "Another piece of spam... hmm?" he said to himself as he saw the subject title flash strange colors. Now he was interested, he opened the mail. "Move to the church... it awaits your arrival." Was all it said, it also had a few GPS codes. He growled and tossed on his jacket, his dragon necklace, and his cross of nails necklace, turned off the music, and walked into the living room to a bloodstained glass case with a sword inside. "I require your power again, forgive me." he said out loud, was he speaking to the sword? He opened the case and took out a katana with a black sheath, symbols of demons and the like carved in. In the hilt, the handle of the sword, was a symbol, a cross with an X at the middle of the intersection of lines, 1/3 the way down was a small platform, and at the top there was a circle with points sticking out. He looked at his eyes in the mirror before he left. "The same as every night... these cursed dragon-like slits for pupils... may God protect those who piss me off..." Drago growled to himself as he walked towards the church, making sure to lock up.
(The church, Tokyo, Japan, Saturday, OCT 23, 2004, 11:36 PM)
Drago forced the doors to the church open and walked to the space where the GPS(Global Positioning System) quardinets told him in the e-mail. Sliding his phone, which was being used as a GPS, into a zipper pocket and closing it up, he heard rustling and placed his hand on his sword's hilt. "I...is someone out there?" Zia walked out of her room and Drago removed his hand and motioned her over. "Um... I... how did you get in here...?" she asked him in the darkness. She looked him in his blue-silver eyes. "Those... your.. your pupils... they're... cat-like." she said, Drago grunted at the thought of his eyes being cat-like. He liked how he thought of them as dragon-like just fine. He motioned for her again, more persuasivly this time. "I... I'm not going anywhere near you..." Zia told him as she backed up. Drago rushed at her, sword drawn and slashed it straight down right next to her. Zia stumbled backwards into a wall, her eyes wide with fear. She saw black blood puddling around a small insectoid creature on the floor. "That thing would have killed you... next time I tell you to do something... listen..." Drago finally spoke, his voice calm and cold, emotionless, but Zia sensed a sort of care in it, Drago kept his eyes on the blood. When the puddle stopped growing he removed his sword and lopped the creature's head off for good measure.
"Um... I'm Zia... wh..." Zia started as Drago pulled her into the room she came out of and locked the door. "W...what're you doing?" Zia blushed, Drago had her pinned against the wall, he calmly moved back and listened, looking around the room, sheathing his sword. His phone started shaking. Drago flipped open his cell phone and checked his voice messages. "Beware the guardians... the new quardinets have been placed in your phone's memory, stand in that spot and there will be a wall in front of you. Blow it open and enter quickly." the message ended. Drago grunted as Zia watched as Drago walked to the exact quardinets and punched a hole in the wall, tearing the whole thing down. "A... a secret room? But... this is a chur..." Zia was interrupted as there was banging on the door.
Drago grabbed Zia's arm and pulled her inside, a pair of doors closed behind the two and lights turned on as the small room started moving down. "An elevator... this... this isn't normal..." Zia backed against a wall, scared. "Be calm... we will be fine, or I will I suppose." Drago grunted at Zia. Zia felt that sense of care she had felt from him before... The elevator stopped finally and they walked out into a room with a large, glowing, fire-red, gel-like sphere, Drago's phone shook again. "You must enter the sphere... quickly... they approach... but be wary... what appears to be may not be the correct path..." the message ended as Zia started to run towards the sphere, Drago stopped her. "Careful..." he grunted as he slashed into the sphere, revealing a large door. They both heard a voice... "Are you the ones... that will open the door...?" "Who... are you...? How did you know to slashe the sphere in two? I'm so confused." Zia whimpered, clearly afraid. Drago grabbed her hand, and opened the door. The two disappeared...
(Unknown Building)
Drago was sitting against a wall, Zia leaning on his shoulder, he grunted as he awakened. "So you made it... digi-destined..." a large human-like creature in silver armor with a flowing blue cape looked at the now completely awake Drago, who reached for his sword. "Drago Dracini... will you lead the Digi-destined. Can you save the digital world?" the creature's eyes seemed to smile at Drago as he removed his hand from his sword's hilt. "What's in it for me?" Drago growled. "Ultimate power if you wish, or perhaps true happiness?" the creature spoke again. "Heh... so basically anything I desire... I'll take your offer... but first... your name..." Drago grunted as Zia started waking up. "My name?" the creature asked. "Yes, your name. It's impolite to ask a favor of someone without a name, as a knight you should know that." Drago spoke in his cold voice as Zia became aware of what was going on, but to scared to speak.. "I... Drago Dracini... am Alphamon... lead knight of the Light Brigade of the Digital World. Welcome... to Fire Server." the creature introduced himself as he turned and looked at the scenery behind him out a window which had just opened. "Drago? Alphamon? Digital World? Fire Server?" W... what's going on here..." Zia cried to herself as Drago helped her up. Zia felt care from Drago's hands and she stopped crying. "Come... there isn't much time... the third child has been waiting." Alphamon spoke as Drago and Zia walked to the next room with him.
"You're kidding... what did you do to my room?!?!?!" Alphamon yelled as he looked around the room where a girl sat in a chair. "I cleaned it stupid. It was so dusty and dirty, so many comic books and assorted things to put away. I had to order around those little guys for at least 2 hours." the girl turned around in her chair and pointed at small fire creatures. "You used the DemiMeramon to clean my room!?" Alphamon yelled again rushing around his room to put stuff back how he liked it. "Jeez... you're such a pig..." the girl walked up to Drago and Zia. "Oh, hello, I'm Joey, and you must be socially inept." the girl(Joey from earlier) taunted Zia. Drago growled at Joey as Zia hid behind him. "Woah... you're gorgeous!" Joey cried out when she saw Drago. Drago grunted and walked to Alphamon. "You better hurry up, before I kill the new girl for being such a bitch." Drago growled and Joey's eyes widened. She'd never been called anything like that, she'd always been the popular one, always considered the best, treated like a goddess. She'd never heard it... and from a guy she saw as uber-hot it was even worse. "Alright..." Alphamon opened a compartment in the wall and pulled out three eggs.
"These are Digi-Eggs, born from these are Digimon, creatures such as myself. When they hatch is up to your spirit and up to them. Now I shall transport you to Aqua Server, there you will meet the other three... as well as the leader of all Knight Brigades throughout the Digital World. Godspeed Digidestined, please save us." Alphamon spoke as he handed the three the Digi-Eggs. The red one, which burned and glowed with the heat of molten magma but was perfectly safe to the touch, was given to Drago. The tan, furry, Digi-Egg, soft as the fur of a newborn kitten, to Zia. And finally... the feathered, brick colored Digi-Egg, as light as a feather, to Joey. Alphamon held his hand towards them and spoke. "Transport initiate! Aqua Server! Digitize!" he yelled as the three digi-destined disappeared in a flash of blue light.
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Now, that was really pretty good considering I'm me. What will happen to our heroes? How will they get along with eachother, the other 3, and their Digimon partners? All this revealed in Digimon: Fatal Error, Error Code 2: Digiteam Complete.
