I don't own digimon....never have probably never will...
Doubts, Bouts and Secret Plans
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"Fangmon!" Wizardmon and the children stopped. The inner courtyard of the temple was populated by a gang of red coyotes. A small blue digimon was laying on the ground next to a yellow armadillo.
"Wizardmon," hissed the coyotes, "and human children! Oh yes, we will feast tonight!"
"Not on our watch!" growled Saberdramon and Seadramon. "You guys go on ahead, we'll deal with this!"
"Strike!" roared the Fangmon and they leapt forward.
"Ice Blast!" the first wave of Fangmon was turned to frost.
"Black Saber!" a black apparition sliced through the second wave.
Wizardmon and the others ran into the temple building. They came upon a masked man with a boomerang.
"Sepikmon," whispered Wizardmon quietly. He reached down. "Are you ok?"
"Not anymore!" growled a deep voice.
Wizardmon turned. A large tiger wolf stood behind them. He stepped from the shadows formed by the temple corridor's candle lighting.
"Cherry Blossom Storm!" a blast of swirling flower petals rushed the wolf tiger. A lion faced flower in a hakama and in a long baggy shirt leapt forward.
"Kabukimon!" called Snow Agumon. "She's flower priestess of sincerity."
"And she is also finished," growled the tiger. "Chaos Fire!" the black blast of fire rushed through the flowers and blasted the priestess backwards. She crashed on top of Sepikmon.
Wizardmon looked up with surprise. "You monster..."
"Heh, the only monster here, is their weakness," growled the tiger wolf. He opened his mouth, "Now to finish them off! Chaos Fire!" A black blast slammed into the two sprawled out digimon. They glowed. Two ovum rose and snapped in half one shot further down into the temple the other flashed upwards through the roof. Two digimon were left behind. A Gatomon and another of the armadillo digimon were lying on the ground unconscious.
"Gatomon!" Mark ran forward.
"It's not the same one..." said Wizardmon. He lifted the cat's tail. "No ring..."
"Now to finish you off!" growled the tiger wolf.
"No!" Michelle turned on the wolf. "You're not!"
"Oh and who's going to stop me?" growled the wolf.
"Me!" Labramon leapt forward.
"I'm so scared of the little puppy," chuckled the wolf.
"And me!" growled Lucemon. He flicked his wings open.
"Heh," the wolf opened its mouth. "Chaos Fire!" the blast of flames flew forward.
"Grand Cross!" the blaze of light slammed into the fire. The fire burst through with a little struggle and knocked Lucemon backwards.
"Let's do it Labramon!" Michelle held out her digivice.
"Labramon Digivolve to, D'Archmon!" the little retriever turned into the angelic creature with the dog like face mask. She flicked her staff forward at the wolf. "Leave here now!"
"Come on..." Wizardmon waved the kids through. He looked up at D'Archmon. "Can you two handle him?"
"Yes," said D'Archmon and Michelle.
"Are you sure?" Kevin looked down at his sister in worry.
"Do not worry," Said D'Archmon; she turned her head to Kevin, "I'll protect her."
"We're staying with them," it was Mark and Lucemon.
"Mark..." Stephen looked at his brother, "I don't want you to get hurt; you should come with us."
"Don't worry," chimed Mark. He smiled at Lucemon, "I have Lucemon with me, and he wouldn't let me get hurt..."
"Do not worry, Stephen," said Lucemon as the boy opened his mouth, "I will protect Mark with every bit of energy I can muster."
Stephen looked in the deep blue eyes of the angel. He nodded slowly.
"We must be fast," said Wizardmon. He drew his cloak together. "I can start to sense a dark power up ahead they must be close."
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"Horn Blade!" the large blue moose slashed forward with its antlers trying to cut the two intruders.
"Fool!" growled the red wizard as he leapt free.
"We know these digimon!" it was a large midnight blue manta ray. It glided in and looked at the two intruders, "They are Nohemon and FlaWizardmon." The manta ray narrowed his eyes. "They used to be guardians of this temple...they were exposed to the digi-mental digivolution energy....but they turned against the Order of Guardians and tried to use the power even further..."
"So, the dimwits finally figure it out," growled the wizard. He lifted the match sticks he held. "If I remember, it's you two then its just two more of you pathetic guardians..."
"You will not pass!" growled the moose.
"Nohemon..." FlaWizardmon took a step back.
The scarecrow held up its hand, "Derision Claw!" The phantom apparition engulfed the two guardians.
"Fire Cloud!" a blast of fire washed over the two guardians. Frozen in the claws of derision the two digimon couldn't protect themselves. The guardians morphed down, the moose turned into a small red Hawk with a bandana with a feather in it. The manta ray morphed into a tan hamster with bat wings for ears. Two bobbles of light lifted from them. They cracked in two. Half of the eggs phased through the roof; the other half shot deeper into the temple.
"Stop!" shouted a voice from behind FlaWizardmon. It was a Gatomon, but it wasn't one of the guardians, this one had a tail ring. Next to it was a Mud Frigimon.
"What do you two think you're going to do?" chuckled FlaWizardmon. He lifted his matchsticks.
"Kick your rear ends for starters!" shouted Mud Frigimon. He lifted his fist. "Heavy..."
"Nohemon, now," growled FlaWizardmon.
"Derision Claw!" the apparition grabbed Mud Frigimon around the stomach. The mud giant looked at the two evil digimon blankly. A shadow fell over his face and then his entire body.
"Mud Frigimon!" Gatomon ran up to her ally. She turned her head up and gave FlaWizardmon a malevolent look. "What did you do to him!?"
"My dear feline, a magician doesn't give away his secrets..." chuckled FlaWizardmon. He lifted his matchsticks. "Magical Ignition!" A blast of fire exploded into the roof and forced the temple ceiling to collapse in front of Gatomon and Mud Frigimon and effectively ceiling them out of any fight in the inner sanctum. "Tata..." Chuckled the wizard as he turned from the rubble and continued on his way to their target.
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"No!" roared Boogeymon. "Demi Devimon! Where are the others? I only see Saberdramon and Seadramon!"
"I'm panning around, but I'm not seeing them!" whimpered the voice of the bat. The scene turned left and right. "They must have gotten in!"
"Drat, they will ruin everything!" growled Boogeymon. He pressed a button on his throne. "Impmon, tell the Bakemon to initiate Project Hive Strike!"
"Well, I'm getting outta here, as soon as those darn bugs come out!" growled the voice of Impmon.
"Shut up!" roared Boogeymon. "Now, tell the Bakemon to morph into the shape of a Saberdramon and a Seadramon...then have them attack the Waspmon hive...you will lead the Waspmon to the temple where they will enact their vengeance on the twerps' digimon."
"Right..." Impmon's voice sounded skeptical. "Did you groany ghosts hear that!?"
"We heard..." moaned the voices of the Bakemon.
"Then just don't hover there; do it!" shouted Impmon.
Boogeymon sighed quietly and cut the link.
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"How can you trust Lucemon?" Janet asked Stephen bluntly as they wandered down the corridor, slightly lagging behind the rest.
"I don't know..." replied Stephen with a quiet voice. He looked up at Janet. "Don't you?"
"He killed those villagers, he killed Growlmon, and he tried to kill us..." Janet listed off under a hushed voice.
"But he was under the control of that...." Stephen tried to refute.
"No," Janet cut him off. "I'll forgive him for going psycho on us...but he was free of it by the time he killed Growlmon and then we know he was free of it when he destroyed the village, he even said so!"
"But...you didn't see him when we found Mark...." Said Stephen. His eyes looked down. "He was so sad...it was difficult to place, he seemed to only be alive because of Mark's trust in him...it was almost if Mark had refused him he'd have just faded to nothing..."
"I don't like it..." Janet said quietly. She looked up at Stephen, "Jason was hurt by digimon really bad, he could have died..."
Stephen nodded, "Amy said something about it..."
"Well I was there, I revived him..." said Janet quietly. She looked at Stephen intently. "I just don't know if we could trust Lucemon with something like that..."
"He's not monster..." said Wizardmon. The small humanoid digimon had some how ended up right next to the two slower children, "He is a being that has over come his demon...to continue to condemn him for it is not beneficial..."
"He hasn't repented or paid his price," replied Janet haughtily. "I just can't see how you can all just let him in with so little worry..."
"Is it not enough that he had to watch himself destroy that village without being able to stop it...?" Wizardmon replied quietly. He looked at Janet. Her short brown hair was slightly mussed from flying but her dark brown eyes were cold like winter soil. "He was not himself, yet the self you see now did witness the act...his heart has unfathomable grief, he will, if nothing, redouble his protectivity of his child...You underestimate the pain of self loathing and self ridicule. He has already, in his mind, lashed himself with whips, sliced his own arms, chest and face, to do so physically would only encourage the inner pain and anguish that exists in him...you must nurture his self love...to deny him love and friendship will leave all of you powerless...."
"What would you know you weren't even there..." huffed Janet. "You didn't know what it was like to walk into a village and see nothing but a hole in the ground and ashes...He may have been under the control of Boogeymon for a while but he destroyed that village of his own volition! And no matter how much self torture he puts himself through....he can't just slough it off as being controlled!" with that she turned and walked ahead of the wizard and the boy.
"Oh...poor child, but I was..." whispered Wizardmon his eyes gave a soft look, "I was there every time I looked in his eyes...and every time I watched him have a nightmare...his soul is different...his heart heavy...sorrow fills him and knowledge does not comfort him...only the faith, hope, and kindness of Mark cleanses his wounds...lest they fester under the scrutiny of others..."
Stephen looked down at the wizard, "That's what I see too, when he looks in my eye...I know...he is sorry he is in pain..."
The wizard nodded softly and walked on ahead.
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"La Pucelle!" shouted D'Archmon as she sent a burst of pink lightning at the dark lavender wolf tiger. The wolf yelped and cracked against the wall.
Lucemon ran forward and leapt up his foot ready to kick the wolf across the chops. Suddenly the mighty predator leapt up and slapped aside the angel boy and roared toward D'Archmon. The female angel slammed her staff between the wolf's jaws. The two of them crashed into a large wall with a mural on it. The wolf's claws pinned D'Archmon back.
"Get off of her!" roared Lucemon and tackled the wolf from the side.
"Fool!" roared the wolf as he twisted and slapped the angel to the ground and pinned him down. "Now, die pest! Chaos...."
"Battlement D'Amor," a stream of energy orbs slammed the dog back. The female angel with the gold face plate glided over Lucemon; she looked down, "Are you ok?"
"I've known worse," said Lucemon. He stood up and turned his head. He looked up at the wolf. "You are beaten, stop this aggression and concede defeat."
"My master will not allow it..." growled the lavender predator and he leapt forward. "Chaos Fire!"
The blast was very wide of the two digimon. Lucemon was about to dismiss it as Gururumon gaining double vision from being slammed about, that is until he heard Mark's scream. The angel blanched and turned his head. The two children were trapped behind a wall of fire. The blackened flames licked the large support beams that held the roof back. One of the beams creaked loudly and with a sudden snap dropped down to the ground.
"Mark!" Lucemon leapt to his partner but a large paw slammed him to the ground.
"No..." growled Gururumon. "You stay here...and watch them..."
"Not if I have anything to say about it!" D'Archmon dropped down on Gururumon straddling the wolf like a horse. "La Pucelle!" The canine like angel slammed the blade of one of the swords she wore on her waist into the soft spot between the wolf's shoulder blades. Gururumon reared back angrily bucking the angel from his back. The blade held fast and streams of pink and amber energy ran through the wolf's body. Gururumon dropped down on his side and then deleted in a surprising silence.
"The children!" Lucemon leapt forward. Another brace collapsed in front of the boy but it would not deter him. D'Archmon used her staff and helped to pry free the rubble. "You have to stay alive..." whispered Lucemon as he dug desperately through the rubble, burning his fingers on hot timber and direct flame.
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This chapter was rather difficult to get out...well I guess I'm looking so far ahead...I have also been not feeling all that well, it's probably why some of the recent chapters have felt...muddled. I've been busy with school and well I have started up a bit of a prequel to this but I think I may need some one to read it...I don't have any friends that are...digimon...literate so it's hard going re-reading through this without getting the feeling that it is good....
Special Thanks to Alforce Zero, a very good writer, both his narratives, Vengeance and Legends of the Digi-Destined can be found on this sight, you just have to go and search them out, trust me they're worth it.
And this is to those who thought the very first chapter was crap...I have made things a tinge better...with a new chapter one....but we'll see there is one part I would really like to change....but I think I can get away with putting that up later...