The gods of death had been freed from their clutches at the hands of Cthulhu, err, Dagomon. Yamato had escaped re-education for over-rationality, and though the digital world was still badly damaged and Platinum Sukamon still lived, the chosen went on, still in search of something with a semblance of a plot, though it seemed no plot would come...
But alas, a plot did come, and what a clichéd, overused plot it was! (Though not in the digimon fandom, admittedly.) A small group of radical Asuramon, Blue Meramon, and Meramon had taken it upon themselves to assassinate Taichi Yagami to set off a revolution of some sort and consume the world in flame, so they'd have more habitable area.
"So, a fireball to the back of the neck, is that the plan?" A Meramon asked, determined to start the proverbial revolution...
"Ice Arrow!" Shards of ice sped towards the Meramon, where they melted and put his flames out, killing him...
"What was that?"
"A Seadramon, obviously... Let's run before it's too late!" A Blue Meramon said.
"No, we stay and incinerate this whole building!" A young Meramon replied angrily... "What have you to say about this, Boltmon-sama?"
"Let's burn 'em!"
Temperatures in excess of a thousand degrees were created, and the Seadramon, whatever he was planning, died a horrible death in an attempt to stop the revolution... But soon, Platinum Sukamon entered, his metal exterior leaving him impervious to the heat... "Come, we have much to discuss." He began, smirking evilly.
"Burning fist!"
And thus Platinum Sukamon and the band of Meramon assassins were ignored for some reason or another (Let's call it massive flooding) until the next chapter, so the chosen's quest for a plot began with an attempt to infiltrate the dimension Miyako and Hikari spoke of, but soon they got themselves caught up in a brutal coupling war...
"Support Takari!" A horde of Mammon-riding angel digimon, led by a Goatmon and a Manboumon began a splendid charge.
"Never! Hikari and Miyako belong together, there's a reason they became jogress partners!" A different side yelled, and a horde of Sylphymon charged the field, as the chosen first sweatdropped, but then as the stampede came, were whisked away by a kindly Musyamon.
"I assumed Pidmon had warned you of this dimension's danger." The swordsman explained, while outside cries of "They both have angel digimon, support Takari!" and "Miyako was constantly hitting on Hikari during the Sylphymon episode, and she didn't seem to mind one bit, support Hiyako!" could be heard from the battlefield.
"No, he must have forgotten." Hikari replied, as the Takari supporters won a decisive victory in battle.
"They're called coupling wars for a reason." The Musyamon responded, as Hikari looked up sadly at the Takari fans' victory and began grabbing onto Miyako in fear.
"I know it's dangerous, but this is where the plot we're searching for lies, correct?" Takeru asked.
"Yes, yes it does. But I'd advise you to remember that "plot" often means darkfic, as you know all too well." Musyamon replied, and then disappeared, leaving only a few spinning leaves behind.
"Very well then, I think it's time we be going in search of the sacred plot, no matter what the cost." Yamato said, and the chosen were off, once more looking for some sort of plotline...
"So, is there any source of light in these dark times... Takari fighting Daikari, Sorato against Taiora with Taito fans wanting to kill Sora... Any coupling we can support in this war?" Takeru asked, remembering the massacre the Taito fans had committed, burning all shrines to Sora throughout the land...
"Yes, but the author didn't want his couplings of choice to obviously shine through, so I think we're stuck joining the Miyakeru forces." Miyako replied, and then dodged an arrow fired by an angry Sylphymon...
"Okay, we'll support Hiyako instead" She corrected, as Sora hid in fear...
"The Taito forces are winning... It's a good coupling, and I wish the best for Taichi and Yamato, but..."
"I know." Takeru responded, putting a hand on her shoulder... "That's the downside of these wars... Daikeru fans win, Hikari's hated, Takari fans despise Daisuke, if only this stupid war would end!" He added, showing one of his rare bits of anger, and then was taken out by a Daikari-supporting sniper, with a Chibimon/Bullet hitting him in the chest. ...
"Ow!" Takeru yelled, doubling over in pain... Then, recovering and throwing the Chibimon/Bullet back at the sniper, said "I think it's safest if we split up now and seek shelter in the armies of the couplings that don't hate us..."
"Eww! I don't want to be with Taichi!" Sora replied, disgusted... "Besides, we'll never find a true plot if we're all split up."
"Good point..." Yamato added, having suddenly appeared out of nowhere... "I've yet to see a single anime where the plot was found while the characters split up..."
"I do believe you're forgetting a series." Takeru responded, sweatdropping...
"Point taken, but in that series the characters were split up for about a quarter of the episodes." Yamato responded, remembering his time in Freezeland...
"Agreed, but we are in that series, remember, Onii-san?" Takeru shot back, but was then interrupted by Angemon...
"Yes, but splitting up for mere safety is not in our tradition... We are to be split up by a great evil in the midst of a horrible battle, or due to going about our lives in the human world, remember?" Angemon pointed out, and with a quick "Heaven's Knuckle!" took down an attacking Pieotismon supporter.
"So, what now?" Takeru asked, and was answered by a loud instrumental, a Knightmon decapitating another Knightmon, and in the back of it all, a Floramon announcing "And now, for what you've all been waiting for, the exploding Thunderballmon contest!" A crowd made up mostly of Mammothmon began cheering (Or stampeding, it was hard to tell) as the Kokuwamon on the left and the Gabumon on the right lit their matches, and set fire to the electric digimon...
In a tragic accident, all within a 1-mile radius except for the chosen were killed in the blast... The chosen, on the other hand, survived mostly intact, only having a bit of clothing ripped off to provide excess fanservice, which is generally held to be sorely lacking in Digimon Adventure.
After recovering from the shock of the blast, the chosen's first reaction was, as is expected in this situation "Why the hell did a bunch of digimon come out of nowhere and start detonating Thunderballmon." Their second reaction, due to events that occurred too fast to even be recorded in writing, was "Why the hell were we teleported to this random tavern in the digital world."
"Don't you know that every adventure begins in a tavern? Wizards hang around these places looking for adventurers to set on some grand quest." A suddenly materialized Gennai said, teleporting to the ceiling of this tavern (Though teleporting incorrectly, so as to make him materialize upside-down.)
The tavern was then bombed by Taiora supporters, to prevent the story from gaining any sort of plot whatsoever, as Taiora and Sorato shippers once more fought to the death on the hills of Server.
"This is getting way too boring, just watching all these coupling wars." Taichi commented.
"Well, we could participate." Takeru said, and then charged into the massive battle, yelling "For the glory of Sokeru!"
Though he fought valiantly, in time he was overwhelmed, struck down by a Greymon's mighty foot. But his sacrifice was not in vein, for as the battle ends, the plot of this fic is finally revealed!
It was an overused, clichéd plot, the sort one would expect to find in a Takari on FFN of approximately one 1000-word chapter, except without all the annoying Takari-ness. It was a tale of evil revived and a mighty quest for the digital world's protection, a tale which would require the heroes of old to return and save the digital world one last time... It was really just an excuse for Sokeru fluff though.
And to stop the mighty beast that could only be called Ex-Tyrannomon, the chosen returned to their own dimension (After having Takeru revived by the local Holy Angemon), determined to stop him and save the digital world from filth digimon and their evolutions, Mwahahaha!
"What was the evil laugh for?" Miyako asked, confused.
"Ignore it, you have a plot now, now go, my underlings, and, uhh, what was it we were doing again?" A disembodied voice asked, and the inheritor of love and purity facefaulted.
"We're stopping Ex-Tyrannomon from taking over the digital world!" Miyako yelled angrily, and punched the formless author back beyond the fourth wall.
"Thanks the gods he's gone now." Yamato said, breathing a sigh of relief, and then spontaneously combusted...
And so the chosen went back to the digital world to storm Ex-Tyrannomon's castle, to finally save the digital world from the horrible evils which threatened it! They failed miserably though, being routed by a digimon so powerful, that the few who dared speak his name did so in hushed voices, so as not to risk His mighty wrath. But when they gathered their courage and finally spoke his name, they referred to Him as Dead Anomalocarimon, former vassal of the Dark Master known as Metal Seadramon.
"So, this Dead Anomalocarimon, can he be beaten?" Taichi said, and then got hit in the back of the head by Miyako...
"Cut the strategizing, some of us are trying to angst over our horrible failure here!" Miyako yelled, as the rest of the few remaining chosen (Takeru, Sora, Hikari, and Ken, since I know no one's keeping track) continued their flashbacks, feeling far too powerless to stop the growing evil.
"Right." Taichi responded. If only I had been stronger, or even if I tried a different strategy... No, it was stupid to go in there in the first place... And if we had a better leader, none of this would have even happened! The leader of the chosen children thought, a tear dripping down his face.
"Don't worry about it so much, Taichi, you're just helping the growing darkness... This is not the leader of the chosen I pledged to follow." Yamato responded, but then disappeared because he was dead.
"No... It's all my fault! Koromon, it's all my fault!" Taichi yelled, collapsing to his knees.
"Are you kidding? I'm to blame for this failure! Besides, that was a crappy spoof!" Miyako replied, committing some more super-deformed violence.
"You had nothing to do with it, my faulty leadership was to blame!" Taichi shot back...
"No, had I not charged recklessly into battle, Hawkmon wouldn't have been wounded protecting me, and we'd still have a chance!" Miyako shot back, and the argument continued...
Then the chapter suddenly ended in mid-sentence, so as t
