The Fate of the World: Torrent of Air
by Creedogmon
edited by Godeerc VanDrey
Category: Digimon
Genre: Fantasy, Action/Adventure
Rating: PG
Language: English
Summery: The Scribe gets her power and the tasks of the DigiDestined become revealed. It may mean doing something unwise.
A/N: I know what it looks like. It looks like I'm reverting to writing a chapter for The Powers Within, but I promise, it will involve more than that.
Chapter 9: Torrent of Air"Did anybody else hear that?" Diana asks quietly.
A silence suddenly falls on the group. Daniel asks her if she heard a voice and replies that she did. The entire group becomes paranoid. When Diana asks about this, Daniel replies, "Hearing a voice could mean that you're getting your power."
"That's not a good thing?" Diana asks, a surprised smile growing on her face.
"Getting a power is good, I suppose. But the voice usually foretells an attack. When we got our powers, the people around us were usually weak from getting our powers. We're full-strength for right now, so we're here if you need any help. The reasons we're so preoccupied is these monsters sometimes like to make a dramatic entrance. Usually auras protect us from harm, but we can't promise you the same thing. Twelve is a good size for the danger we may face."
Diana just nods.
'Oh, come on! Like they'll really protect you! You've been sneaking around for weeks, hiding yourself, and they're suddenly gonna let you in like one of the pack?'
"Is it supposed to sound like you?" Diana asks, annoyed.
Christopher raises his eyebrows, "Like you? It sounds like your own voice?" When Diana nods, Christopher says, "Strange. In our cases, it was the voice of a digimon. But whatever you do, don't believe it; it's just trying to dampen your spirits."
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"Am I?" a voice exactly like Diana's speaks.
As a whole, we turn toward the rock, where a very content Diana look-alike stands, giving us a bored look. "Wow, Scribe, you've got the whole gang here. I have to admit; it's going to be quite a challenge for me to kill you.
Diana gulps, which I think is the last thing she should have done.
The clone continues, "Anyway, we'll get to the fighting in a minute. Just for starters, I'd like to attack the leader of this little renegade militia. By the way, who is that?" There is a confused silence, which the clone laughs at, "I thought so. So, Scribe, which one would you like for me to take out first? The young one? Or the cat? You'd like that wouldn't you. Or the Caretaker… you seem chummy with him." Diana confidently steps forward, but I comment to her, "Wait a second…"
The clone interrupts me, "Oh, brave Caretaker, you haven't filled her in yet, have you? Maybe it's because she's been sneaking around for the last few weeks spying on you." Diana closes her eyes, "'Course, you're quite a sadist anyway, Caretaker, you let that Stuart kid you hate just burn to a crisp in that fire." I lose a lot of strength with that punch.
Diana's clone continues, "Oh, goody, this is a load of fun. You know, for being called the Libeler, I don't have to make up a lot of dirt. It's just there to dig up."
At this, Matt throws a punch, which the Libeler dodges and quickly returns. She's too slow for me though, as time slows down and I cleanly break her wrist in one fluid motion. I see Diana grimace and kick myself for not warning her.
The Libeler screams, "Contusion of Air!", but the hurricane-strength gust of air hits an oak tree, which is ripped from it roots, but topples backwards toward the Libeler, who it narrowly missed, though the mass of leaves knocks her to the ground. Diana yelps and I run over to her, passing the white-eyed Jessica, thanking God for her talent. I whisper to Diana the problem when one's evil self and she nods. I look up and feel sadness for Diana. The rest of the group, minus Katmondu and Virginia have ganged up on the Libeler and have started to beat her pretty badly.
"Wait!" cries Diana from my side. "I'd like to clear up a few things." She walks over to the badly-beaten Libeler, grabs her face, and pulls it up to her own. "Yes, I have been spying on the group. So sue me. As for Stuart, I am certain it was an accident. And let me let you in on a little secret. There's more to the story than anyone knows."
This is a level of aggression I've never seen in Diana. I smile as the glint of a golden-yellow aura reflects around her. As she stops speaking, a similar yellow light engulfs her and leaves her, leaving her in a long goldenrod-colored gown, form-fitting, but not skintight. The long sleeves reach down her arms and end with a loop around her thumb, but with excess hanging down. The dress reaches all the way down, swelling at the ankles, her feet hidden, but as she stands, I see that is elastic.
"Unfortunately, Libeler, you're messing with the Scribe. Torrent of Air!"
A strong wind throws us all back and presses the Libeler against the rock, which causes her head to slam against the rock. Both the Scribe and the Libeler fall unconscious, the Scribe's aura turning her back to normal, all damage healed. At this, Hawkmon walks up to the Libeler and presses hard against the Libeler's abdomen with on wing and grabbing both her nose and mouth with the other. She presses hard against her midsection and she soon disappears.
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Diana rouses awake, seeing the late afternoon sun nearing the horizon.
She looks up and sees fifteen pairs of eyes kneeled down watching her. "Hey, guys, so I've got a power now?"
There are various nods of agreement. James asks, "How do you feel?"
"Sore," she begins, "you guys really had some mob mentality going on back there," she jokes.
Matt turns to James, "Well, man, it looks like you're the Cavalier,"
James beams, "The Cavalier. It has a nice ring to it."
Diana interrupts, "Wait a second, I get my power and defeat my evil twin in a single battle and James is the one that gets congratulated?" General laughter ensues. She suddenly gets an epiphany face on. "So, what do I look like?"
James replies, "Long blond hair."
Daniel adds, "A bit on the short side, but that's coming from me." As expected, Diana tilts her head.
Anna smiles, "Yellow tress of hair. And your eyes are yellow."
Diana looks at the tress, which is the first tress on her right side, and comments, "This is… goldenrod, a totally unnatural color." She flips it aside with mock disgust, looking at my turquoise widow's peak, Jessica's purple tress, Matt's leaf green lock, and the silver strands that appear among Phillip's brown hair.
Christopher, catching on, asks, "So, Miss Diana, what's going on with you?"
"I am the Scribe."
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I smile at her response, "True, which reminds me, we've still got a prophecy to decipher."
Diana looks at the prophecy again, pulls a pen out of her pocket, and flips the sheet over, pensively looking at the blank page. Then, she touches her collarbone with her other hand, as if she was having trouble breathing. Jessica emits a low, pained groan, before falling to her knees.
Recognizing the symptoms of an oncoming vision, we surround her for support, except for Diana, who scribbles wildly again. I look at both girls, trying to comprehend this turn of events.
Jessica's eyes open, "I saw a creature. A big lion, walking upright. He had a sword."
Eric and Phillip, in unison, say, "Leomon." Eric continues, "He's a good guy."
"He was running full-speed into the forest surrounding a cave."
"The Cave of Destiny," mentions Justine assuredly. When she gets looks, she says, "Trust me," with a smirk.
"I think he was going to attack the guards," Jessica states.
Eric muses, "That doesn't sound like Leomon. Wait, were his eyes glowing black?" Jessica nods. He continues, "You think Devimon's got him again like he did on File Island?"
I close my eyes, almost embarrassed that I know what he's talking about.
"We destroyed Devimon," Matt replies. "Twice," he adds.
"He said he was coming back," I reply, "and he may have found some company to help him."
"You think Skullface-'n'-Gooey is behind this?" James asks. I nod, as does Justine, securing the fact.
Justine speaks again, "If you'll look at Diana's map, you'll see where we need to go,"
"Her map?" I question. Diana holds up a map she drawn on a piece of paper. It doesn't look hand drawn; it looks like she traced the lines from an old treasure map perfectly.
Justine continues as Anna smiles at her, "It's on the continent of Interface, near the coast of Nexus. That's where the Cave of Destiny is."
Daniel smiles, "Well, we better get a move on. We've got a fight to break up." Jessica shakes her head, stating that her vision must have been a premonition, that the sun was not so low in the sky. Daniel points out that it could have taken place tomorrow, so we still have to get there. This time Justine refuses.
Jessica grimaces as she closes her eyes again. "She's right," she states when the vision is over. "The evil in this world has corrupted more than this Leomon guy. In fact, there are other places that DigiDestined are needed. There's this huge plain that's a hotbed of evil. There's this rocky cove where something bad is swimming around. And we got something in the valley that needs to be taken care of."
Matt sighs, "Well, we'll go after it one by one. How far away are they, Justine?"
"Far," she replies, disappointedly looking at Diana's map, "The Cave of Destiny is on another continent, due east by northeast. The plain is a day's journey west. Cove is south of here, all the way down. It'll take at least a day to get there. The valley is closer, about fifty miles north. We landed in the worst possible spot."
Salamon replies indignantly, "You landed on top of me! I'd say that's good aiming."
A gust of wind blows, catching all of our hair. Anna's red hair contrasts nicely with the red sky. I comment, "It's dusk. We'll never make it to any of these places if we leave tonight. It'll be dark too soon."
Daniel insists we camp and leave first thing in the morning. When Matt asks to which places, Daniel replies, "All of them. We're gonna have to split up."
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A/N: Okay, now we're moving! I'm amazed at far along I'm getting. I may just finish this series. Hang in there. I think it's going to get good.
(Sonriso) - Well, duh. Sonriso is going to be presenting his witty comments. Okay, I can't think of anything. How 'bout a spoiler? The Herald of Sarcasm saves the day. No, really, he does!