Disclaimer: See first chapter
A/N: Sorry for the slight delay, my computer had a slight problem.
First of all, thanks to everyone who took time to review.
Dragons star: Thanks, I'm glad to see that someone reads this, even more actually liking it. I'm not sure if I'm going to show the eight rookies, my original
plan was for the Champions to meet. Oh, and your second question will be answered in this chapter. Say hi to CrystalDramon for me. ^_^
Lavos: Yeah, I know that seasons two and four are different realities. This is more of a "what if" fic. What if the two seasons had the same worlds…what if the Digimon met…Well, you know what I'm getting at. Yeah, I want to add the "Puppet Master" in this, but so far I've only heard of it and can't find any detailed info on it. Do you know whare I can find any?
Thanks to Skittles the Sugar Fairy and Dragi for the nice and encouraging reviews! Really, they mean a lot.
Anyway, here's a favor I'd like to ask from everybody who reads this:
If anyone knows websites or pages where I can find detailed info on the other eight element rookies of the digimon in season 4 (pictures, description, attacks, and all that kind of stuff.) or about the "puppet master," please tell me. Please just write the info in your review by putting the link there or just writing down what you now. Any and all information will be greatly appreciated.
Right, enough with my ranting and on with the chapter! Hope you enjoy!
Uncomfortable Envorinment
MetalGarurumon sat by the cot of leaves, staring at the body that was placed upon it, bandages covering its arms and most of its chest.. The figure was stirring, yet seemed unable to wake. Sighing, the mega level Digimon turned his head as he heard the leaves on the door shift, indicating another Digimon has entered the room. He grinned as Flamon cautiously entered the room, as if afraid to disturb the silence.
"It's okay, kid." MetalGarurumon said. "You just have to limit the noises you make. Doesn't mean you have to use stealth."
Returning the grin shyly, Flamon resumed his normal walking pace, stopping at the wolf Digimon's side. Sitting down, he took a look at Strabimon.
"How's Strabimon doing?" he asked.
"So that's his name." mused MetalGarurumon before giving a proper answer. "He's doing fine. He has been healed, as Angemon might have already told you. I must say that I am impressed at your actions."
"We all are."
Both looked at the doorway where WarGreymon and the two angel Digimon were standing. The former moved in and leaned against the wall while Angewomon sat on a boulder beside the Digimon of Courage while Angemon remained standing.
"Flamon here told us what happened." said WarGreymon. "This one's been influenced by the biases."
"Great." groaned MetalGarurumon. "So do what are Angemon and Angewomon going to do?"
"Do we devolve?" asked Angewomon. "I think it will be easier for him to see all Digimon beast types at first."
"That won't work." Flamon said. "Yeah, I can pretend to be a beast type, but once he takes a closer look at me he'll see that I'm mixed."
"Flamon's right." WarGreymon cut in. "Besides, Strabimon needs to learn that both types can get along just fine, and he needs to live in that kind of environment for
him to accept it. You two should just keep silent for now, I've got a felling he won't listen to what a human type would say for now."
A soft groan made them shift their attention to the figure on the cot. Strabimon cracked one crimson eye open as he attempted to sit up. MetalGarurumon them pushed him back down with his paw. Both eyes then opened halfway and darted to the mega Digimon.
"Garuru-san?" he croaked out. "Is that you? Where am I?"
Flamon's heart wrenched at the simple question. How would they tell Strabimon that the Garurumon he knew was no longer alive? He then looked at WarGreymon, who gave him a look of reassurance. Slightly relieved, yet doubtful, Flamon turned back to Strabimon, who still didn't notice the others around him besides MetalGarurumon. The metal-plated Digimon shook his head sympathetically at the rookie's query.
"I'm sorry," he said. "but I'm not the Garurumon you know. You are in a hide out, safe from the wars of the outside."
"Nani? Then…where…?" scarlet eyes dilated as memories flooded him. "What happened to the battle?! Who won?!"
"Nobody won." said WarGreymon sadly, taking his place beside the Digimon of Friendship. "It was a draw with terrible results."
"What do you mean?" Strabimon asked, knowing and fearing the answer.
"The villages, human and beast, are gone." WarGreymon confirmed. "You are the only survivor of the combat."
"No…Grizz-san…Garuru-san…" whispered Strabimon, punching the cot he was on. "I'll never forgive the human types for this."
"You might want to reconsider that thought." said WarGreymon.
"WHY?!" snapped the rookie. "You agree with me don't you? You are a beast type!"
"Yes, I'm a beast type, but one that gets along with human types." he replied, stepping away to reveal the two angel Digimon. "And what happened to that town was the fault of both types."
"Masaka…" mumbled Strabimon, standing up and moving away slightly, bumping into another body.
Spinning around, he came face to face with Flamon, who was currently crouching as he looked up at the lavender Digimon. Strabimon's eyes narrowed at him.
"What…are you?" he questioned, flexing his claws, making them seem sharper. "Beast? Or human?"
"I…I-I'm…" stuttered Flamon, never being able to answer this question. "I'm kind of…a mix of both."
"Disgrace." Strabimon replied, raising his hand to strike.
Flamon shut his eyes and prepared for the hit, yet it never came. Opening his emerald orbs, he saw that MetalGarurumon stood over him while WarGreymon held Strabimon's raised hand in place.
"If you knew who this is you would hesitate to hurt him." the mega said simply.
Strabimon wrenched his hand out of the other's grasp, growling slightly.
"What would I care if I knew this half-breed's name?"
"This half-breed, for your information, saved your life." MetalGarurumon said.
"Nandate?" the rookie asked, turning to the red Digimon. "Why?"
Flamon hesitated for a moment, but was forced to answer as MetalGarurumon moved from standing over him to behind him and nudged him engouragingly with his nose.
"Your…um…" taking a deep breath, Flamon composed himself before answering. "Garurumon, the one you know, asked me to help you."
"Garuru-san would never ask a half-breed to help!" Strabimon countered. "Unless it's a desperate situation…"
"It was!" Flamon cut in, surprising even himself at his sudden outburst. "Don't you understand? It was in a war! He was about to die, but he held on just so that you could be saved. Yes, then he thought I was a beast type, but that doesn't change that he still did all he can to save you."
Strabimon remained silent, not knowing what to say.
"Hn," he grunted as he made for the door. "I don't have to stand around for this."
"You should stay." WarGreymon said.
"Why should I?"
"I don't think that your wounds will be treated properly if you're on your own, Strabimon." MetalGarurumon replied.
"I'll manage." he stated.
As he said that, pain surged through his left shoulder. Clutching it, he winced as it began to burn.
"Please, Strabimon-san." Flamon said, making everyone turn to him. "Don't waste Garurumon's efforts."
Strabimon paused again, still holding his shoulder.
"Let's make a deal." WarGreymon said. "You stay here until you heal completely, then you can go and do what you wish."
The rookie glanced at WarGreymon, then to MetalGarurumon, to Angemon, Angewomon, then, finally to Flamon, all of which held looks of which he could not interpret.
"Fine." he said, avoiding all as he walked back to his cot, slumping down on it. "but when I'm cured, I'm leaving."
WarGreymon nodded, then looked at his other companions.
"Let's leave him alone for now." he said, then gave Strabimon another glance. "As for you, get some rest. You're not going to heal if you abuse yourself by staying awake for the rest of the time."
Strabimon grunted and waited for everyone to get out of the room befor lying down on his cot once more, falling asleep almost instantly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Well, he's a tough one." Angewomon commented.
"Un, we need someone who can understand him." said MetalGarurumon.
"How about Stingmon?" Angemon suggested. "He handles with Ken-san as the Kaizer and the loner before he got along with the other Digidestined."
"Perfect." WarGreymon agreed.
"That settles it then." Angewomon said, then looked at the two mega Digimon. "You two have been up for two days, get some rest. We can handle this."
WarGreymon and MetalGarurumon glimpsed at each other before nodding.
"Thanks." WarGreymon said.
"Same." agreed MetalGarurumon.
"No problem." she smiled.
The two made their way to their rooms as Angemon left to talk to Stingmon. Angewomon then shifted her attention to Flamon.
"How about you?" she asked. "you just woke up, would you like something to eat?"
"Un!" he grinned.
"Follow me." she said. "You can also meet the rest of the group. Don't worry, they'll accept you for who you are."
His smile brightened as he followed the angel Digimon to the eating area, his mind relieved of worries for the time being.
A/N: There, another chapter done. How's it going so far? R&R pls! And don't forget about the favor I've asked for! ^_^