Digimon Tamers: Dark Unions
Genesis of the Union Campaign! A New Enemy!
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Standing in a dark room, a young man looked out a large window to a dull red, cloudy sky that encompassed his view. The young man was dressed in a slim black trench coat, it suited his slender frame well. The very edges of the coat brushed lightly against the cold floor with each sway of his body. Atop his head was a black beret with red trimming, it was tipped to the side, shadowing his eyes as he stared into oblivion. On his collar were five golden skulls and cross bones lined up next to one another. Each was shined immaculately, along with his clothing that held not one wrinkle.
His facial features appeared to be that of an American, with short brownish hair. The smooth tanned skin of his hands were visible as he crossed his arms behind his back. He stood in the area of six foot two. He was young still, perhaps about eighteen. That was still far to young for one to keep such cold look in one's eye.
"Soon…..it begins soon…" the teen muttered to himself as he continued to scan the bleak sky in deep thought.
A short beep then sounded in the dark room. The young man didn't shift position in the slightest. Auburn orbs slid to right corner of his eyes as he let out a short hiss of annoyance. After a moment he finally shouted "Enter!" in a stern tone.
The metallic doors of the room opened with a swish, allowing a younger boy to enter the shadowed room. He was far shorter than the teen, about 5'5. He moved in the room hesitantly, jumping as the door snapped closed behind him. He appeared to be Japanese, with light skin and dark eyes. His clothes were of a lesser quality then those of the other presence in the room, only two skulls graced his collar. The boy looked around the dark room nervously, the only light emanating was the red glow that shown through the window.
Dark chocolate gaze dragged across the room slowly before he came to the shape of his superior. The form was shrouded in shadow and the young teen unconsciously straightened his posture even though the other man wasn't even looking in his direction. "Y-Yes Admiral?.." the teen stammered out.
"Lieutenant Major Hideki, would you come over here? You need to see this..." the older officer seemed to murmur with the intention of not letting the younger teen hear.
The younger officer complied and walked to his superiors side. "Look out there." he ordered in a cold voice as he neared the window. Hideki tried to quell the goose bumps that had risen on his flesh as he stood near the Admiral.
He looked out to see his comrades gathering into groups. It seemed to be like the calm before the storm. "Hideki, how old are you now?" it was a random question. The young boy was surprised at the attempt, of what he assumed to be, small talk. "I-I'm fourteen now, sir." He chanced a glance at the Admiral who had made a small nonchalant grunt in response. The teen was still staring down at the troops. Eyes were glazed over in thought though. After a few moments the Admiral spoke again in a soft tone. "The fleet is moving in to formation, and will be moving out soon.."
"I know this already, and so does everyone else in the Union, Sir." the younger officer stated quickly. The Admiral didn't take lightly to fools in his fleets.
"Yes.. But what you don't know is that you will not be accompanying the fleet on the siege of our DSL's Allies home world." the admiral said with a hint of sadistic humor.
"WHAT!" the younger officer cried out in light of the new information. He spun to his superior, forgetting to show the respect that should have been present as to his rank. Hideki took a violent step forward. "I'm may have only just joined the Union a few months ago, but from that time I have become one of your best men! You can't leave me behind for something as petty as rank!"
The young admiral turned and smiled at his subordinate "Calm down, the reason I'm not taking is because I need you to do another more important mission."
"What mission?" the younger officer asked, anger ebbing into eagerness. "Is it to hunt down that DSL Manipulator?" he felt a wave of relief at the fact that the older man hadn't stated a word about his disregard for the ranks.
"No, the Demvoc Lord has already sent his Avatar's to deal with him." he stated. "What I need you for is even more important then dealing with him." he spoke, motioning the younger officer to follow him to a metal desk to the far side of the room. "You will be given a small fleet and will be sent to scout out the Reprieved System."
"Deacons home world?" the younger officer questioned in surprise.
"Yes, Deacons home world." the admiral stated with a defining tone of seriousness. "Very little is know about his world, let alone what he is doing there." he said, now moving behind the desk and taking a seat. "There is no room for error in this mission. If you are to fail, it may be costly to our main objectives. Are you prepared to take on the responsibilities of this mission and go all the way with this Hideki?"
"Yes, I'm more then prepared to ….. 'go all the way'." the younger boy replied breathlessly. His own fleet? Hideki's small frame seemed to be shaking violently, but not in fear now. He was to command his own group of elites!
"Good. I knew I could count on you." the admiral said now picking up a diskette on the table. He still kept his cold monotone, and if you hadn't known the Admiral long enough one would assume he wasn't very please at all.
"This disc holds all the details on the forces you will be using and the objectives that must be accomplished." He moved forward fluidly, placing the disc into the younger officers hand. "Your fleet will be leaving ahead of ours. Get to work Hideki. I do not expect to be disappointed by you."
"Yes Sir! I'll get to it right away!" the younger officer vowed, as he walked to the door.
"Oh, and Hideki?" the Admiral had resumed his position at the window, arms crossed behind his back as he watched the troops prepare below.
"Yes Sir?"
"I am putting a lot of truest in you Hideki, not many of the other soldiers think you are prepared for this mission. Do not tarnish my name Hideki, you will regret it."
Hideki gulped audibly. Eyes wide he nodded viciously. "N-never sir."
"Dismissed."
The small bakery seemed peaceful on a street. Ask any of the neighbors and they would say that the Matsuki family was just like there own. A mother, a father, and a child lived together in the second floor of the bakery, the bottom floor dedicated to their fantastic homemade bread. Perhaps, if you asked around a tad more, people would tell you how much they enjoyed the Guilmon bread.
Fortunately, this story is not about those people or how much they like bread.
This particular morning, a woman's voice rang through the home. It was about 7:50am, and for any other normal child, this would have been the time to be spending in the school yard with your friends. Then again, Takato had never really been a normal child.
"TAKATO MATSUKI, IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HEAR THIS INSTANT, YOUR GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL! AGAIN! Mrs. Matsuki shouted at her beloved son.
"I'M COMING MOM!" came the response. The form of a young boy darted down the stairs. He seemed about eleven. A blue hoodie was worn over a simple white tee. A pair of khakis was draped across his lower half. Yellow goggles clung snugly to his head, a pair of yellow bands across each wrist to match. "I JUST NEED TO GET A QUICK SNACK!" he hollered as he dashed into the bakery.
"Here Takato, you can have rest of my Guilmon bread.." A creature straight out of an anime, no pun intended stepped into view. He stood about a head shorter than the boy. He held out a clawed hand holding a partly eaten bun that look similar to his head, as he exited the kitchen.
"Thanks Guilmon, you're a life saver." the tamer said while taking the offered treat from his partner and taking large bite from it.
"Your welcome Takato."
"Now if you two are done, you can now go." Mrs. Matsuki said as she stood in between the kitchen and the bakery, holding her sons book bag. "And try not to be late this time."
"Right Mom!" Takato said as quickly grabbed his bag from her and ran to the door that led outside. "I'll see you after school Guilmon!" he called as he past his partner.
"OK Takato, I'll see you then." the red dino-dragon called after his tamer and friend.
Takato quickly slipped on a pair of green sneakers and ran out the door, a bag and bun in hand. As he ran he saw his dad sweeping the front of the store and quickly chirped a "Bye Dad" as ran in the direction of his school.
"HAVE FUN AT SCHOOL!" his father shouted after his son.
"I WILL DAD!" Takato shouted as he turned the corner of the street. He slung the bag over his shoulder and began to stuff the bun down his throat without chewing.
"I swear that boy will never change." Mrs. Matsuki muttered as she walked to her husband.
"You can say that again…" Mr. Matsuki said with a smile.
In a large room not far away, two women sat. The room was only lit by the green glow of a large spherical grid. It encompassed the whole room, and barely left enough room for the two occupants. The two women sit at opposite ends of each other in what appeared to be a high rise metallic chairs. Both had visors over their eyes and seemed to be typing on mid air. A closer look would prove a identical multi-colored key board sat in front of each.
A soft whirring of machinery was a constant in the room, along with the soft beeps and buzzes of the computer. "Target detected at med phase." announced one woman with shoulder length brown hair known as Tally "Target now moving to final phase, Bio-Emerge calculated in one minuet."
A door slid open, but neither of the women stopped their movements. A tall, handsome man had entered the room. He was dressed smartly in a black suit, shades covering his eyes even though he was indoors. Blonde hair hung shaggily against his ears. A small silver lighter was held in his hand and he snapped the top of the Zippo back and forth in agitation. "Status Report!" the man known as Yamaki demanded.
"As of five minuets ago, we detected a Wild-One attempting to Bio-Emerge." stated the other woman known as Riley well typing away on her multi-colored key board "We deployed a Yuggoth to delete it, but the Wild-One just increase its speed and is now out running it. We're deploying a second Yuggoth to intercept the digimon now."
"How long will it take for the Yuggoth to reach it?"
"It should reach it just as it's Bio-Emerging."
Fog seemed to roll in thick layers from an un-targeted area some where in a deserted alley way. At the center of the fog, a large darkened, rigid object floated unmoving. Suddenly three purple/blue shears appear, connected by lightning like data that emerged along with it, quickly encircling the darkened object.
"Target is now lock." stated Tally will typing at her multi-colored key board "Now proceeding with delet-wha!"
The sides of the darkened object opened and several figures cast in shadow shot from inside its' confines. After doing so, the object began to break up into clods of red data. The shadows melded into the background and disappeared from view.
"What's wrong?" Yamaki asked with a tone of underlying nervousness.
"Target has been deleted…." Tally said with astonishment.
"And….?"
"The Yuggoth didn't have the time to delete the target." said Riley "It deleted itself."
"Hum…." said Yamaki thoughtfully well putting his hand in his pocket and retrieving the silver Zippo again. He flicked the top back and forth slowly in thought.
"Is it possible that out running the first Yuggoth, weakened the digimon to the point that it would die out of exhaustion?" said Tally while removing the visor that blocked her eyes. Confusion shown in place of the metal head set.
"No…." Yamaki stated will opening and snapping shut his lighter "The digimon have proved to be a lot smarter then that, and this is way to convenient to be anything but a trick. Tally, you will stay hear and hold watch while Riley and I will be going with a deployment team to see what happened out there."
"Yes Sir!" said Riley as she jump down from her high rises consol and walk out of the room with Yamaki.
"Hum…." Tally mumbled to herself "Anything to get some time alone." she said to herself with a smirk before returning to her work.
"So Mr. Matsuki, we are late again!" said Nami Asaji, the less than enthusiastic fifth grade teacher. She was a pretty young woman. Long brown hair hung down past her shoulders, and she stood wit her hands on her hips eyeing one of her students.
She had just got the class to stop their chatter when Takato bounded into the room. His breath was coming in hard gasps from what was becoming a daily routine of racing to school.
Takato bent himself over, hands resting on his knees. "I'm sorry….Miss Nami….its just…" he wheezed as he tried to speak while catching his breath at the same time.
"Takato, you can tell me why you are late in the essay you will be writing after school today." Nami said sternly, interrupting the boys weak attempt to make an excuse. "So if you don't have anything else to say, would you please take your seat so I can begin class."
Takato staggered to his desk and slumped into it as Miss Nami went to start her lesson agene.
"Ruff… Takato shouldn't oversleep if he doesn't want to get in trouble." said a sweat voice to his right.
Looking over, Takato saw Jeri Katou, the pleasant looking girl that he had been harboring a crush on for almost a year. She had her yellow dog puppet in hand and was smiling sweetly at the young boy.
"Well, I wasn't able to get much sleep last night. A digimon showed up at the park and started destroy every thing in sight." moaned the goggle headed boy. "But when the fight was over the police came and I had to wait till Yamaki showed up to clear the whole mater."
"Yeah, sorry I wasn't there to help." sounded a friendly voice from behind Takato.
Looking behind, Takato saw Henry, his friend and fellow tamer, who had been listening to what he and Jeri were talking about. "I tried to get there as fast as I could, but when I got there the police had taped off the area."
"It's ok." Takato assured the half Chinese boy "It was only a Apemon, so he wasn't to tough."
"But still, I should have been there." he said apologetically.
"Don't worry Henry, Takato is the greatest tamer there ever was! He and Guilmon can handle anything that comes their way." praised Jeri. Takato felt blush light on his face.
"Well, I wouldn't say the greatest." said Takato sheepishly as he looked away, to not show the girl he was blushing. Henry just smiled deviously as he saw Takato skewer under the praise Jeri gave him. But this awkward moment was quickly ended with the booming voice of Miss Nami. "Now if you three are done, would please tell me what I just said?"
They were silent the rest of class.
Deep under the streets of Tokyo, several shadowy figures gathered. "That was close!" the first figure said with a squeaky voice. "What was that Thing anyway?"
"I don't know, but we still have a mission to complete, so lets get going." said a second figure.
"What's the rush?" a third figure said laying on his side. "We just got here. Why don't we just kick back and relax for a bit."
"Because if Command found out we were goofing off, they would have are shells." the second figure objected hotly.
"And how exactly, would they find out we weren't doing are job?" asked the third casually.
"Well uhhh…" the second figure trailed off. "… we got to make a report saying how are mission is going…."
"And if we just say the mission is going well?"
"Then uhhh…" the second figure stammered.
"Listen guys." said the third figure as stood up, showing he was in fact a giant insect. He had long antennas that stretched to his back and square teeth that jaded out of his mouth. His black exoskeleton had several white skull and cross bones ordaining each of his arms. Each of his feet adorn a pair of black boots. "This is the first time we have been able to get away from that slave driver of a Commander. We should take this chance and party the night away while we can. We can finish the mission later." he finished with a smirk.
"All work and no play does make a dull Roachmon" the first figure said while coming out of the shadows, revealing that, he to, was a Roachmon.
"I guess we could always complete the mission tomorrow.." said second figure apprehensively
The digimon conversed, oblivious to the fact that they were being watched. The metallic instrument hovered silently on the far corner of the shadows. The cloaking devise made it invisible to the trio as it watched and took in everything that was being said. As they began to move, the cloaked observer followed.
Watching from a darkened control room, the teen know as Hideki watches the three Roachmon gather. "What Idiots." he commented dryly, leaning back in his chair. There was a slight amount of satisfaction knowing the Data Probe worked so well, even at such a grate distensions. He let out a sigh and continued to watch through the eyes of the un-seen machine.
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