Greeting and Salutations. Sorry it's been so long between updates. I've had some troubles focusing on the one story. Insane Nutjob (I have named my Muse, and it is good) began inserting more ideas for stories into my mind and I didn't know what to do, but I got this far. Thanks for all the reviews, please keep them coming. They keep me happy (happy me writes more).
A week later, Willow handed the digivice back. "See? No damage."
"Thanks, Wills," Dawn said, taking the device back. For some reason, it just felt right holding it, "So, what'd ya find out," a light seemed to go on in Willow's eyes.
"That thing is amazing!" Willow exclaimed, "The computer code is like nothing I've seen before! I have managed to discover a few things. The two things we knew about, the card swiping and the funny detector compass thingy, are in a particular piece of code, with one other thing. I'm not sure what it does, but…" Willow shook her head in amazement, "It wraps around what I think is the digivolution system, so whatever it is, has something to do with that," Dawn thought a minute.
"I had to swipe a card to get Champion level," she mused, "Maybe your mystery code does Ultimate or Mega."
"Possible," Willow agreed, "I've found something else. Your not the only one with a digivice like this."
"I'm not?" Dawn asked.
"At least she's not alone," Buffy said, relieved.
"She's never alone," Renamon stated.
"I'll rephrase that," Buffy said dryly, "She isn't the only human that can do this. So who're these others?"
"They're in Japan," Willow said, "Shinjuku, as far as I can guess, where they've been having those attacks."
"Well, that makes sense," Dawn said, "There's no way the police could handle this."
"Well, they've gone after whatever's causing the problems," Willow said, "I managed to hack into a highly coded database with a lot of Digimon info, so that helped my research. By the way, the official name for you digivice is a D-Power."
"D-Power, huh?" Dawn asked, "A Digi-Power. Not bad. Thanks Wills," the red head grinned.
"Anytime," she said, "Oh, one more thing. Whatever the link is between you and Renamon, it has nothing to do with the D-Power. I tried every detection spell I knew, but I couldn't find anything. This feeling Renamon had, whatever it is, had nothing to do with it."
So it's us," Dawn said slowly, "Not the digivice."
"I could have told you that," Renamon snorted.
"Willow, could you leave a message with these other guys in Japan," Buffy said, "I wanna get Dawn connected with back up. They seem to be the best bet."
"Already done," Willow said, "I just hope I don't get arrested or something for hacking the database they had."
"Sounds of things, they'll be happy just to have another Digidestined on side," Dawn said, thinking about the attacks she had heard of, "They're also better at it. I don't think I could've handled that Centaur-goat thing."
"Centaur…Pajirmon?" Renamon said suddenly. It couldn't be, "They defeated a Deva? Was there anything else that stood out?" Dawn thought a moment.
"A giant snake," she said, "Some tiger thing. Another centaur-type thingy and a monkey. I think they're the main ones the news was talking about."
"Deva's," Renamon breathed, "Servants of the Sovereigns…how?"
"Heavy fire power," Willow said, handing them a copy of the files she had found, "This is what I have on them, their partners and any evolutions they may have," Dawn and Renamon looked over the info.
"Holy…that thing is huge!" Dawn said, pointing at some kind of dinosaur cross machine.
"Look at this," Renamon said, pointing at one picture, "Gargomon."
"And Rapidmon," Dawn said, seeing the Ultimate form, "So much for the Golden Digieggs," they went to the next page and stopped.
"Renamon…" Dawn started.
"That can't be…" Renamon breathed, "My sister."
Three weeks later
It's over, Dawn thought as she stared at the portal. Buffy was talking some crap about going herself. Dawn couldn't accept that, Buffy had too much to live for, while Dawn wasn't even real. She looked at the cuffs in her hand. She knew what had to be done, and how to do it. She just hoped Renamon could forgive her.
Just as Buffy was moving past, she grabbed her arm and snapped one cuff on her wrist.
"Dawn…" Dawn ignored her sister as she snapped the other end on the railing, "Dawn what are you doing?"
"This is my fault, Buffy," Dawn said, "My fault, and my job to fix it. Take care Buffy. I love you," with that, she ran towards the edge to the platform and leapt off before Buffy could break the cuffs.
As she fell, she saw a yellow shape hanging onto the tower. Take care of her Renamon, Dawn thought.
Renamon, however, had other ideas.
The Digimon leapt towards her, easily covering the space between them.
"Renamon, what…"
"You didn't think I'd let you explore the unknown without me, did you?" The Fox Digimon said, as they entered the portal. There was a flash, then portal, Key and Digimon, were gone.
Prof. Oak's Lab.
Pallet Town, Kanto Region.
Heracross sat on the tree, happily sucking away at the sap inside. This place was amazing. The other Pokemon were friendly, the humans took real good care of them, and he knew Ash would call for him again. In the mean time, he could relax.
At least, that was the idea. Until the blue light flashed nearby.
Heracross looked down to where the light had been. It had faded as quickly as it had appeared, leaving a human girl in a dress, and a Pokemon like nothing he had seen before, with a backpack and really weird looking Pokedex. At least that's what the Pokemon thought it was.
He sent a near by Rattata off to fetch the professor while he tried to wake the girl up. There was definitely something strange about this. And here he was hoping for a quiet day.
"Absolutely fascinating," Professor Oak muttered, looking at the screens, "None of the scanners, or anything else for that matter, seems to work on it. I've never seen a Pokemon like it before. And this device…" he looked at the strange silver and gold…thing that sat on table nearby, "I've never seen anything like this," his thoughts turned to his other guest, the girl that Ash's Hercross had found with the creature.
"Who are you?"
Dawn stirred, her eyes fluttered open, "Anyone get the number of the truck that hit me?" She muttered, looking around.
"Heracro?" Standing beside her was, what could only be described as, a giant stag beetle. Dawn reacted reasonably.
"HOLY SHIT!" She screamed, falling out of bed.
"HERACRO!" The creature yelled, hiding in the closet. Dawn scrambled to her knees.
"What…the hell…was that?" She panted, "Duh," she chided her self, "Giant bug, it's probably some kind of Digimon," she looked around for Renamon, but her partner was nowhere to be found, nor was her digivice, "Didn't expect that, Renamon must've had it though. Find her find it. Right, plan is good."
"Do you always talk to yourself?" A voice asked. Dawn spun around to see young man standing at the door.
"Who are you?" Dawn demanded, "Where am I? Where's Renamon? And what is that…" she pointed at the giant beetle that was crawling carefully out of the cupboard.
"Heracross, what are you doing in there?" The guy asked. The giant beetle looked at him.
"Heracro!" It said, "Cro, hercro her. Heracro."
"Huh?" Dawn asked.
"Why don't you wait outside?" the guy said to it, "You can check on her later."
"Heracro," the bug thing said, flying out the window.
"Um…what was that?" Dawn asked.
"That was Heracross," the guy said, like she should know that.
"Oh," Dawn looked at the window again.
"I'm Tracy," the guy said, holding out his hand.
"Dawn," she looked around again, "Um, this is gonna sound…okay, maybe not weird, but…"
"You're wondering about your Pokemon, right?" Tracy said, "The professor's giving it the once over. I can take you there if you want."
"Cool," Dawn said, "A couple of things first. One, it's a she. Her name is Renamon. Second, she's not a… What was it again? Pokie-mon? She's a Digimon. Where are we anyway?"
"You're at Professor Oak's lab," Tracy said. Dawn looked at him blankly, "In Pallet Town?" Again, blank looks, "Kanto Region?" Dawn blinked.
"Huh?"
"You've never heard of Professor Oak?" Tracy asked incredulously. Who hadn't heard of Professor Oak?
"I don't even know what a Pokemon is," Dawn muttered glumly, "Okay, brain. Think. I jumped off Glory's tower, went through the portal…" Dawn stopped, "This is really going to sound crazy, but what planet are we on?"
"Did you hit your head or something?" Tracy asked, "We're on earth."
"Of all the crummy cliché's, it had to be an alternate universe," Dawn muttered. Now it was Tracy's turn to look at her blankly.
"Huh?"
"Where's this Professor Elm guy?" Dawn asked.
"Professor Elm's in New Bark Town in Johto," Tracy said with a grin. This girl was just crazy enough to be interesting, "Professor Oak is downstairs with your…Digimon," the poor guy shook his head, "This is nuts."
"I'm with you on that," Dawn said, "Tell you what; I'll explain the whole alternate reality/Digimon thing, if you explain about the Pokemon. Deal?"
"Deal," Tracy said.
"First, though, do you have something I could wear?" Dawn looked down at the dress Glory had put her in for the ceremony, "I really don't want this thing."
"Um, not here," Tracy said, "I could see if Ash's mom has anything though."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it. Even I know that dress isn't the height of fashion."
Downstairs
"So, let me get this straight," Dawn said slowly, "This world are full of these little monsters, non evil. Humans run around, befriending, studying, capturing and/or battling them. Right?"
"So far," Tracy said.
"No one knows how many different types there are," Dawn continued, "but at last count at least over two hundred."
"Got it," Tracy said. Dawn sighed.
"And I thought vampires, Hell Gods and digital fields popping up everywhere was bad," Dawn muttered, as they entered the lab.
"Dawn, I'd like you to meet Professor Oak," Tracy said proudly.
"Ah, your awake," the professor looked over at her, "Good. I could use some help," he gestured to the window he was sitting in front of. Dawn walked over and stood beside him.
The room on the other side of the glass was trashed, that was the only was to describe it. Renamon stood in the centre of the room, glaring at the glass.
"I know you're in there," the Digimon said, "Where's Dawn? Where is she?"
"I'm going in," Dawn said.
"I don't think…"
"Listen, professor, Renamon's only doing this because she thinks I'm in danger. If I walk in there, alone, she'll calm down," she saw her digivice, along with the shoebox of cards Xander had given them, "I'll need these too," she said, grabbing them, "to prove what you're about to hear," with that, she headed to the door to the small room.
Renamon continued to glare at the 'mirror'. She knew someone was watching her; these sensors and whatnot wouldn't be here otherwise.
"Take me to Dawn," she demanded, "Now!"
"Is it alright if I come to you?" Renamon turned to face her partner.
"Are you alright?" She asked, speeding over to Dawn's side, "Did they…"
"Aside from the cuts, I'm fine," Dawn said, tracing across the bandage on her side.
"Where are we?" Renamon asked.
"This is where it gets confusing," Dawn said with a sigh, "The portal dumped us, for whatever reasons, in a world full of creatures similar to Digimon, but not. They're not made of data, they don't talk, you don't get Digidestined or whatever that can evolve them at will. They do have special attacks and everything else, though."
"And this place?"
"A lab," Dawn explained, "Where people can learn more about Pokemon."
"The creatures I presume?" Dawn nodded, "Are we safe?"
"Safer than Sunnydale," Dawn said sadly, "But I'm not giving up finding a way back," Renamon grinned.
"I wouldn't expect you to," the Digimon muttered.
"Come on," Dawn said, "Time to meet the locals."
"Absolutely fascintating," the Professor said as Dawn returned with Renamon.
"I know," Tracy said, "I barely believe it."
"Outside," Dawn said. The two looked at her, "Unless you want your lab trashed when I prove it to you," before the two could answer, however, there was an explosion outside, "What was that?"
"Outside," Oak said. The group rushed out, dawn grabbing a handful of cards, leaving the rest inside. She ran after them, digivice ready. Looks like they get their demo, she thought.
"What are you doing here?" She heard Tracy demand as she got outside.
She looked up at the giant…thing that looked like a cross between a turtle and a tank.
"Holy cow, it's a blue Gamera," she quipped, readying a card. She didn't notice the card change, turning blue.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" A male voice said, "Looks like the twerp's friend has a new twerp."
"You calling me a twerp, chrome dome?" Dawn asked dangerously, "You looking for trouble or something?"
"Did she say trouble?" A second voice, female this time, asked.
"Oh no," Tracy groaned as two rather oddly dressed people came out of the turtle-tank-thing on a rising platform.
"If looking for trouble, you're in the right place."
"Make it double. You're about to get egg on your face."
"Say what?" Dawn said.
"To protect the world from devastation…"
"…To unite all people within our nation…"
"…To denounce the evils of truth and love…"
"…To extend our reach to the stars above."
"Jessie…"
"…James…" the struck a really ridiculous pose before continuing.
"Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light…"
"Surrender now or prepare to fight."
"Meowth that's right," Dawn looked at the cat thing that jumped out, then at the two humans…
And promptly broke into laughter.
"What's she laughing at?" the guy who had introduced himself as James asked.
"Oh my God, that was so funny," Dawn managed to gasp. Even Renamon was having a good chuckle about it, "Do you guys do birthday parties? How much do you charge?"
"What is she talking about?" Jessie demanded. Dawn looked up at them.
"You mean you guys aren't performing clowns or something?" Dawn asked. Team Rocket collapsed.
"If the shoe fits," Tracy said with a grin. Ash would simply love this girl.
"How dare you insult the great Team Rocket?" Jessie screamed as the platform lowered.
"We'll show you who you're messing with," James shouted through the loudspeaker, "While we take all the Pokemon you have."
"And, since the twerp isn't here, there's no one to stop us," the Pokemon added.
"We'll see about that," Dawn muttered, looking through the cards. Not even Kyubimon could handle that thing, so what…
Her eyes fell on the Blue Card at the top of her card, "Hold these," she asked Tracy, handing all her card but the mysterious Blue Card, "Wonder what this does?"
"Dawn, if you're going to do something, I suggest you hurry," Renamon said, ready to charge the robot.
"What've we got to loose," Dawn muttered, Blue Card ready, "Digi-Modify! Blue Card Activate!" The D-Power gave familiar glow that lanced out and hit Renamon.
"Matrix Digivolution!" The Digivice announced.
"Renamon, Matrix Digivolve to…" They watched as Renamon changed to Kyubimon, then again to something else.
The form became more humanoid, one tail hooking to her waist, a sword hilt coming out of the end. Six wings sprouted out of her back and golden armour encased her torso, legs and one arm, with a golden helmet appearing on her head. The other arm remained uncovered, save for the white clove that slid onto her hand, "Guardianangewomon!"
"Alright," Dawn said, "Now you're talking."
"Remarkable," Oak said, "You evolved her on command."
"How'd you do that?" Tracy asked. Dawn shrugged.
"I swipe, she digivolves," she grabbed some cards out of his hand ready, "And the butt whoopin' begins."
Inside the giant Blastoise, Team Rocket was, as usual, counting their Pidgey before they hatched.
"The Boss'll forget everything if we can get him that Pokemon," James said.
"We'll be in his good books for sure," Jessie agreed, "That has to be the rarest Pokemon I've ever seen."
"Then let's grab it!" Meowth ordered.
"Right!" They loaded the net launches, firing them at Guardianangewomon.
"You can not be serious," the Ultimate scoffed, drawing her sword. She charged forward, slicing the net in half.
"Fire the goo gun, quick!" Jessie ordered.
Guardianangewomon, however, wasn't giving them that opportunity.
"ANGELIC CHARGE!" She shouted, charging forward. The head of the giant robot fell to the ground, rolling to a stop at the robot's feet.
"What happened?" Meowth asked as Team Rocket climbed out.
"I did," the Angel Digimon said, landing in front of them, "Now, I believe you said something about 'no one stopping you'? Consider yourselves stopped."
"That's what you think," James shouted, "Go Weezing! Smog Attack!" He threw a ball that released the ugliest thing Dawn had ever see.
"Weezing weez…ing!" The thing said, releasing a cloud of smoke.
"Not likely," Dawn muttered, pulling out a card, "Digi-Modify! Halsemon's Tempest Wing activate!" Guardianangewomon drew her wings back.
"TEMPEST WING!" She yelled, pulling them forward and releasing a tornado.
"Weezing!" The Pokemon shouted as it and its smog were blown back into James.
"My turn," Jesse said, moving forward, "Go Arbok! Poison sting attack!" A huge, purple cobra sprang out of the ball she threw.
"Charbok!" Arbok released a spray of needles from its mouth, which Guardianangewomon easily dodged.
"RITEOUS FURY!" She shouted, slicing her sword in front of her. Dozens of tiny fire dart appeared, slicing through Arbok. The Pokemon collapsed at Jessie's feet.
Professor Oak, meanwhile, was absorbing information at an astounding rate.
"The cards," he muttered, "Can I see them a moment please, Tracy?" Tracy handed the cards he still heard to the professor, who scanned over them until he found one in particular, "Dawn? Would you mind?" He handed her the one he had found. Dawn looked at it and grinned.
"It'd be my pleasure, doc. Digi-Modify! Kabuterimon's Electro Shocker activate!"
"Did she…"
"…Just say…"
"I want my mummy!"
Guardianangewomon rose above the snivelling Pokemon thieves.
"ELECTRO SHOCKER!" She shouted, releasing a ball of electricity. Which hit Team Rocket. The shock set off a chain reaction in Weezing that produced an explosive result.
"Well that was a shocking revelation," James said.
"She definitely has an electrifying personality," Meowth agreed.
"One thing's for sure…"
"We're blasting off again!" (ding)
"Incredible," Professor Oak muttered, "Absolutely amazing!"
"What's so amazing about beating those clowns off?" A voice asked.
"Ah, Gary," the professor said, turning to greet his grandson, "It's good to see you."
"So who's…" Gary stopped as Guardianangewomon shrunk back to Renamon. Gary's jaw dropped, "What was that? How'd she do that?" Dawn looked at him confused, then at Tracy.
"Let me guess," she said, "When a Pokemon evolves, it stays at that level, right?"
"Yeah," Tracy said, surprised, "Digimon don't?"
"Not if they have partners anyway," Renamon said, looking at the boy with the out of control fringe, "So, who's the fish boy?"
"This is my grandson, Gary," the professor said, "Gary, these are our guests, Dawn, and her Digimon partner, Renamon."
"Digi…what?" The trainer said. Dawn grinned, noticing his previously superior demeanour dropping off a bit, "What is going on here?"
"Long or short?" Dawn asked.
"Huh?"
"Long story or short story. Duh," she blew an exasperated breath, "How does someone as smart as the prof have someone as dippy as you for a grandson?"
"Alright, that's it!" Gary said, reaching for a ball, "I don't care what that thing is. No one insults me and gets a way with it."
"Gary," the professor said warningly.
"Hang on a minute, prof," Dawn said, looking at Gary, "Two things. One; we wait til tomorrow. Renamon needs a rest after the Three Stooges," Gary nodded, agreeing to that. He wasn't so heartless that he'd let a Pokemon, or whatever that fox thing was, battle so soon after she'd just had one, "Two is more a question. Renamon and me battle other Digimon, like her, regularly, so we have a certain way of doing things. Can we use that way to battle you?" Gary thought for a moment, then grinned.
"Your gonna need every advantage you can get," he said. Dawn grinned.
"Cool," she said, "In that case, we'll see you tomorrow. Tracy, can we see about those clothes?"
So, how's that? Good, bad, put it on the back burner, shoot it into space and detonate the engines? Let me know.
Stay tuned.
Doc.