Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the series here but most of the digimon I will be using are of my own creation as is the main character.
Daemos: Welcome everyone, to the first installment of this journey into my psyche. My name is Daemos and I shall be your tour guide for the trip.
Rika: And he's dragging me along for the ride so be happy you're not alone.
Daemos: Yes well that's just because I need someone to entertain me while I entertain others.
Rika: Entertain this! Flips the bird
Daemos: How pleasant. Well anyways, I hope you all enjoy the story. Please read and review with the utmost honesty.
Episode 1 – They Killed A Human
"Bio-emergence now imminent! It's going to appear in west Shinjuku!" Shouted the female bio-tracking technician as she tracked the wild one's bio-emergence path from the digital world to the real world. It was moving fast, much faster than most normal emergences which meant one thing: it was an ultimate or higher. "It's a big one!"
"Data scans show it to be a Ladydevimon!" Called out the other technician, also a woman as she read the scans that came pouring into her half of the massive, spherical, room sized monitor. "Sir, we need to get someone down there immediately to confirm intentions!" It was surprising that there was such urgency in her voice although she was so calm. But then again, there were at least three bio-emergences every day and the emerging digimon were not always evil. However, at least one out of every five emerging digimon were intent on destroying the real world so it was always necessary to have someone down at the site for verification.
Yamaki smiled almost mischievously as he flipped his stainless titanium lighter open and then closed it again. Open then close, open then close, open then close; this constant habit was the one trait that his friends knew him by. That and the black shades he wore at all time, even in such a dark place as the monitoring room. He was dressed in his usual all black suit, even though he was well into his late forties to early fifties now and had lost some of his well built physique he had back during the time of the D-Reaper incident when the Hypnos building was still used for emergence prevention. Despite his somewhat portly chest and cheeks, however, he still maintained a very commanding yet relaxed presence so size did not matter.
"Sir?" Inquired the technician in charge of data scans as she awaited his instructions as to how the problem should be handled.
"You know protocol." He answered with his normal confident yet impish tone of voice as he continued to flip the cover of his lighter. It was not their job to process them, just to inform someone of the bio-emergence. After all, the rights to all intention processing of all wild ones belonged to the D-Containment sector. That was the area of digital/real world relations that most Tamers in the real world chose to be a part of because there wasn't much action in the political sector or in monitoring.
"Roger!" Called the technician as she immediately brought up a communication monitor and transferred the information to the computerized D-Con dispatcher, the International Digital Intelligence Network. "IDIN, it is an ultimate- level virus type. Another virus type needed for processing in case of possible hostilities."
"Information confirmed. Dispatch commencing now. Good day, madam." Replied the computerized female voice of the IDIN as the communication link closed. The complex system had been designed by one of the original Tamers, a second generation programmer by the name of Henry Wong. Following in his father's footsteps of programming revolutionary systems, Henry had designed the computer systems that now cooperated with their human creators to ensure proper protection of earth from possible attack from wild ones such as the Ladydevimon that was emerging in just a few minutes from now. The system had been designed to hack through the barriers that prevented transportation to the Digital World so that the number of gates would be increased dramatically from the small two to three that had existed in each country before it. Now, with just a simple request to IDIN, a gate could be opened in any computer terminal.
"Dispatch confirmed, sir." Shouted the technician as she went back to work.
"Good. Keep me informed of any new developments and emergences." Yamaki replied with a monotonous pitch as he went back to flipping the top of his lighter. 'Let this melodic orchestra of destruction play out its terrifying chords.'
The D-Arc strapped hanging from my neck started vibrating with the incoming data from IDIN about a bio-emerging digimon that was somewhere close by. I had learned from Uncle Henry that the IDIN system chose a Tamer to process by three main factors. The first factor counted depended on how much battle experience a Tamer had. Secondly, the Tamer's recorded battle tactics, which included normal recorded strategy and a number of each digimon he or she had defeated and what their levels were. Finally, the last factor depended on the partner. Or more specifically, the partner's type, maximum digivolution level, and over effectiveness in battle.
However, it was not uncommon to see one Tamer and his partner or partners chosen more than usual if they are well known for certain skill in 'processing tactics'. I say partners because more and more often nowadays it was not uncommon to see a Tamer who has two or more partner digimon or to see a pair of Tamers and one partner, just like Ai and Mako and their partner Impmon. The Tamers that had more than one partner, who were given the title of Kaiser Tamers by a council composed of the first Tamers and the Sovereigns, were considered by most digimon and humans to be a cut above the normality and thus, worthy of respect. Even the Sovereigns, with the exception of Zhuquiamon, gave at least some measure of respect to these Kaiser Tamers.
I was a Kaiser Tamer. My partners were two digimon of my own creation, dreamt to life in my imagination, much like the partner of the first Tamer Takato Matsuda, a virus-type named Guilmon. Because of their very different base elements, though, it was surprising that they both belonged to one Tamer. The first of them was a light-based she- angel named Gaberimon who, despite his base element, was about as mischievous as they come. Then there was Incumon, my darkness-based devil partner with a serious streak of righteousness. Together, the devil-angel pair was a fighting force to be feared.
"D-Containment Tamer number 999421: Jin Katou; please respond." Spoke the voice of IDIN through my D-Arc. I looked up at my eleventh-year teacher, Mr. Maeda, with a questioning gaze as to whether I was permitted to leave or if I had to request it before he'd allow me to go do my job. However, with a quick nod from the somewhat balding, middle-aged man I left the room and answered the dispatch and then hurriedly called Incumon and Gaberimon to me from their favorite sleeping spot in the trees above the school's front courtyard.
About three to five hundred digimon were patiently awaiting their Tamers to emerge from the living hellhole known as high school. They played games with each other, some battled with very little force behind their attacks, and then there were partners like mine who, like me, enjoyed sleeping as much as they enjoyed oxygen. But despite their choice in activities, one thing was common among all of them: there was never a partner higher than champion level waiting outside. Even if the Tamer had already bio-merged with their partners or even if the partners themselves had reached their true mega form, it just normally wasn't accepted due to the risk it presented.
"Incumon, Gaberimon! It's time for work!" I called up as I got to the trunk of the tree. I could see them immediately about twenty feet up, Incumon was keeping a vigilant eye on the school in case of danger while Gaberimon was snoring rather loudly. But as soon as I called, they both stopped their previous activities and jumped down, moving in a downward spiral in perfect unison. It was as though they were of the same mind although of different elements and demeanors which was why my best friend, a female Kaiser Tamer by the name of Keiko Matsuda, had given them the nickname of Yin and Yang. Well actually both she and my only other friend, another female by the name of Misao Miaji, called them that. Misao and Keiko were the only humans I cared for, with Gaberimon and Incumon making up the remainder of that list as the only digimon I cared for. And with any luck, that was not about to change.
"Who and where is our hopeful ally but possible foe this day, brother Jin-san?" Inquired Incumon in a deep, virtuous tenor as he landed next to my right arm. He and Gaberimon were both champion level digimon who normally stayed that way due to the fact that most processing jobs we were required to take were cakewalks. Besides, in their champion forms they both had a humanoid form and, excluding the differing wings that each had, they were both around my height of five feet, eight inches.
"Yeah, Jin! Who wants to get their ass owned today?" Asked the impish angel digimon as she landed on the opposite side of me, a feather dropping behind her from her snow-white angel wings. One would think that, if she had ever been an angel at any time during his life in either world, that God had already excommunicated her long ago on the grounds of being so arrogant that no measure of humbleness would ever redeem her.
"Well we don't know if it's a lover or a fighter yet," I replied with my usual measure of seemingly bored sarcasm but they were used to it because all three of us knew each other well enough to know the subtle facades in the voices we all used. These two were my family, my brother and sister, all that I had left ever since Mom and Dad had died two years ago. "All we know is that there is a Ladydevimon who's going to be appearing in the park in five minutes tops and that it's our duty to welcome her with open arms if she's found innocent and to send her data straight to Lucemon if she wants a fight."
"Well I call dibs on this bitch if she tries anything!" Gaberimon replied as soon as I finished, popping her knuckles with a smile as she said it. It was clear that she was itching for a fight and hoping that the Ladydevimon would be willing to oblige.
"Violence is not the answer, dearest sister." Incumon countered with the conviction of the righteous fallen. He had always had an incredibly strong will when it came to doing the will of the just and keeping up the principles of loving one another and being the peace-maker in every situation. That's why his fighting skills were so surprisingly impressive. For someone who loved peace and harmony above all, he could really send them to the grave.
"You're right, bro. Violence isn't the answer. It's the question and my response is 'Yes, please.'" She was definitely in need of the chance to kill someone due to the fact the last fight she had was with that ultimate level weakling of a Weregarurumon that had bio-emerged about four days ago. The Weregarurumon had the same clique of a purpose as every other negatively charged bastard of a Tamerless digimon that decided he or she could be the next ruler of the world of the humans. Gaberimon had dispatched of the werewolf digimon with the simplest of ease, destroying it without even a digivolution to her ultimate form of Mihkelamon. With such weak opponents being all to hold her fighter's spirit off for the last month or two, she was really in need of a challenge.
"Don't worry, sis. If the bitch wants trouble, I'll more than happily allow you to take care of her request," I called Incumon my brother and Gaberimon my sister because, as I have already said, they were all I had left for family. Sure I had relatives like Uncle Henry and Uncle Takato but they were all busy with their own kids to take care of a dead ally's son. Besides, I was already close to graduation and college so it I could already take care of myself, especially with my bi-weekly salary that I was paid for my processing position in D-Containment. "You can toy with her all you want but only if she tries anything foolish. And if our brother is willing, which I'm sure he is, you can have all to yourself."
"Thanks Jin!" She replied happily as I broke into a dead sprint towards the park while she and Incumon took flight beside me, their wings beating in perfect unison. She was simply beaming at the prospect of possibly getting to fight an ultimate and even toy with it without Incumon or me interrupting her fun. It was kind of creepy how unrelenting she was in her pursuit of any challengers for a good skirmish and how sadistic she could become when she got to toy with anyone who accepted the duel.
"You really shouldn't encourage her in her aggressive ways, brother Jin-san." Incumon said with his melodic and seemingly blameless voice as he and Gaberimon continued to flap their wings in the perfectly timed harmony of their fluid motion. "When you do, it shows her that you deem it as acceptable which simply spurs on that sort of behavior. And that only draws her further away from the light."
"Well I actually don't mind if she wants to toy with them. It keeps her off my nerves whenever she gets to fight so I actually hope that she gets a chance to fight." I answered as Shinjuku Park came into view in the distance, a bio-emergence fog having already descended on the area. "Get ready for possible hostilities! Be on your guard!"
"Ready and waiting, Jin!" Gaberimon growled hopefully and playfully. She truly was hoping that this Ladydevimon was unfriendly. I shuddered to think about what she might do to the park if the wild one was docile and meek.
"Brother Jin-san, would you please allow me to converse with the Ladydevimon if she is allowed unrestricted access onto the planet?" Incumon asked.
"Whatever you want, brother." I responded as we rushed headfirst into the fog, the D-Arc hanging from my neck acting as the guide for my partners and me.
"Why in hell frozen over would you want to talk to some random bitch that just bio-emerged from the D World? Tryin' to procreate finally?" Gaberimon quipped with noticeable sarcasm.
"Hardly, dearest sister. I merely wish to speak to her and help her see that although, like me, she has been cursed with a body of evil from the divine; she is still capable of being a beacon of light for the lost."
"You really are crazy, you know that bro?"
"Quiet," I commanded both of them in a whisper. I had turned off my D-Arc and now was just tracking via the shifts of the wind that the Ladydevimon made as she flew overhead. When Mom died, Aunt Matsuda's partner Renamon had taught me about tracking in case I got into a situation like Mom and Dad had gotten themselves into. "She's close." That got their attention easier than any amount of yelling ever could.
They both nodded and then looked to me for directions as to whether they should take the direct approach or if they should try to sneak around and catch her in a pincer attack in case the fallen angel digimon decided that she would not comply with the rules concerning living on earth. However, I had long since learned that the pincer would normally imply to the emerging wild one that we had plans for 'aggressive negotiations' and that would always seem to start a fight so it looked like the direct way would be the best way today.
"Follow close. I'll bring it down into the playground up ahead. Incumon, you're with me for the peace-talks. Gaberimon, be waiting at the edge of the forest. Don't hide but make sure that she does not see you," I whispered, my whole demeanor changing from its laid-back, uncaring familiarity to the tactical killer that was anticipating Ladydevimon's attack with full expectancy. A quick nod from both of them told me that they were ready. "Then let's go."
Our strides in complete unison, Incumon and I stepped out of the forest and into the playground. That caught the attention of the wild one immediately. As I had expected, she instantly began to descend upon the area, her two black wings beating with incredible strength to keep her feminine physique aloft. She was wearing an almost malevolent grin upon her ghostly white face that was made all the more intriguing by her stark crimson lips. Had I not been used to Incumon's possibly frightening form with his rose red eyes, demonic yet wholly righteous smile, and torn black clothing, I would have been incredibly unnerved but Incumon looked worse and I'd know him for more than seven years now.
"A Tamer and his partner to welcome me, how thoughtful of the pathetic race," She said as touched down on the playground, her voice dripping with hardly concealed malevolence yet another emotion that I could not fully pick up on. Since the bio-emergence fog had already lifted, her bloodless white skin seemed to shimmer in the heat and light of the afternoon sun but all I could feel was the endless hatred burning from within her like a subzero flame. However, I still had to admit her sanctioned entrance if she was found innocent enough to be allowed it. Considering the aura I was getting from her though, I hardly doubted she was even remotely thinking about compliance to the laws of earth. But I had been proven wrong once so I was not about to jump to conclusions. "And look! The partner is one of the chosen ones yet he serves an inferior race!"
"Ladydevimon! I, Tamer Jin Katou, and my partner Incumon are here on behalf of the DH Alliance in order to process you pertaining to your bio-emergence. Please follow us to the nearest sanctioned processing grounds." I commanded fiercely although I was merely quoting the D-Containment's welcome to normal wild ones. "If you do not comply, you will be deleted and your data absorbed to prevent your resurrection."
"Silly human." She simply replied, taking a step forward with her long legs. Had I not already given them the command to wait for my signal, both Incumon and Gaberimon would have deleted her the second she moved. However, I was intrigued on what she was planning so I was going to wait and see.
She continued to walk towards Incumon and I, her stiletto heels tapping every time she took a step in her slow, methodical rhythm. But though she was walking, the black leather that covered her ghastly pale body made no noise; it just conveyed seemingly motionless motion. She was wearing a somewhat small, guileful smirk and was eyeing me up and down, taking her measure of me and seeing if I was worthy for whatever she was about to pull. But her eyes betrayed her for they were not the eyes of a killer; they were too weak. That was why I was all the more bewildered when she finally reached me.
When she finally reached Incumon and I, she strolled right up in front of me. Since she was a humanoid digimon, she was abnormally tall but height did not frighten me or even unnerve me; my focus was only on the look in her eyes. The sad, tormented and utterly torn look in her eyes.
She continued to step forward until her stomach was six inches away from my face and then she stopped. I had to admit; now I was starting to get worried. In the last four years I had been working for D-Containment while going through middle and high school, not a single wild one had ever acted as strangely as this Ladydevimon. Neither had another wild one ever seemed so… human. When she finally got close enough to satisfy whatever goal she was serving right now, she slowly knelt down onto her left knee so that her face was level with mine and yet again the sadness hidden away behind her claret irises surprised me and left me dumbstruck. Nothing but unimaginable sorrow and poignancy.
"You must know, Tamer," Her voice was so different now compared to how it had been when she had first landed in front of us. It was full of a sort of melancholy compassion, like that of a brother who has to kill his flesh and blood and was still so full of love as well as immeasurable, pensive wretchedness. This was not the same digimon that had greeted us with such repulsive behavior no more than three minutes ago. She wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me close so that she could whisper her words directly into my mind and let me only know their esoteric meaning. "You must know that I did not… I did not wish this for either of us but they did. Forgive me, Jin."
It was over in the blink of an eye.
Ladydevimon had tried to pierce me through my back with her long, claw-like nails and Gaberimon stopped her before she could do that which she tried. It was all instinct for my seraphic partner; She sees me in peril, she kills whatever is trying to kill me by ramming her golden blades right through its heart. That's how it was. However, in destroying Ladydevimon, a sin was brought upon us, a sin my brother, sister, and I did not merit.
As soon as Ladydevimon hit the ground, she dissolved from the ultimate level digimon, leaving nothing behind but a data cloud and the body of a young woman I loved. Her name had been Misao Miaji.
"No."
"OH MY GOD! THEY KILLED A HUMAN!" The shriek of a passerby at the sight of Misao's dead body and her blood on Gaberimon's robes was like the toll of a death bell that rang through my hollow ears.
Rika: My god you are demented.
Daemos: Yes well we're all just sane people trying to make it in an insane world.
Rika: Then you must be the sanest of all.
That's it for chapter 1, everybody. Please read and review and be as open as you wish. Criticism is what helps me become better.