I don't own digimon! Though I'm getting something in the mail (shame nothing pertaining to the disclaimer!)
Oh the Robots Outside can be Frightful!
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What should've taken days only took Youkomon a couple of hours, but Amy was still only getting worse; even though Youkomon's fiery body kept the rest of the group a toasty warm. Amy was lying in front, Labramon was lying on top of her and Brendan's jacket covered them both. Janet and Michelle were nearly sitting on each other to make room and Penguinmon was in Michelle's arms and kept whimpering every time Amy coughed.
"Amy, are you ok?" shouted Janet as she nudged the girl. The young woman only gave a half muffled grunt. Janet tightened her lips, "You have to stay awake, Amy. I know let's play a game!"
"I'm too tired for a game," came a muffled reply.
"I know that's the point," returned Janet. "You have to stay awake…"
"I am awake…I'm just…" Amy yawned and the sound of the yawn was choked as it got twisted in the shivering mouth and neck of the girl, "resting my eyes…"
"Keep your eyes open!" shouted Amy as she reached forward and pinched Amy, or she thought she pinched Amy.
"OW!" yelped Labramon. The jacket shifted as the canine's figure rubbed the pinched area. "That was me!"
"Sorry, Labramon," Janet replied shakily. She still was feeling a bite of chill too. Jason was right this wouldn't be good. She reached down and pinched a bit of Amy's exposed leg. The girl gave an uninterested grunt. Janet sighed and then cupped her hands around her mouth, "AMY WAKE UP!"
"I'm awake…." Came a slow shaky voice.
"Ok, the name of this game is animal letters, you have to name an animal that starts with the letter I say," called Janet. She looked at the young girl in front of her. "We need to keep her thinking…"
"I know let's start with an easy letter so she doesn't quit off the bat, how about A!" called Michelle. Kevin's little sister, of all of them was possibly the most ready for the cold. She had a vest over her shirt and she was wearing long pants.
"Alligator…" Amy muffled as she sighed.
"Ok…how about….umm…O," called Michelle.
"Opuss…err Opossum," whispered Amy.
The game progressed slowly as Michelle tried to keep it interesting. Amy was slow at responding but she was at least awake for the time being. The lights of the city grew as Youkomon galloped forward on the mystic flames on her feet. They had easily out paced Seadramon. Youkomon knew it was an emergency so she had pulled out all of her steam to get Amy to the city. She tried to block out the sound of the progressively slurred responses of Amy and pushed exhaustingly forward.
It was when they were outside the city that she stopped. She skidded to a stop and growled. The smell, it permeated the town. It smelled like a mine or a factory. The fumes of machines filled the area. It smelled just like Assaultmon.
"He's here…" growled Labramon under the jacket. "Even under this jacket I can smell him!"
"Who is?" Janet looked down.
"Assaultmon…" growled Youkomon. She looked back at them, "but he's not alone…I think you should get off Janet." The girl looked surprised. "If I de-digivolve I have a better chance of smuggling Amy into the city….there must be someone that would take us in." Janet nodded slowly and hopped off and helped Michelle and Penguinmon off.
Janet tucked her hand under Amy's chest and gently lifted her. "Honey, you have to stand for a little bit…"
"Honey…" Amy whispered in a half gone voice. "Bees….starts with B…" Amy then gave a short giggle.
"She's lost it…" said Labramon as she hopped down and gave Janet Brendan's jacket. Janet wrapped the jacket around Amy's shoulder. Youkomon glowed and turned into the golden fox biped, Renamon.
"I'm going to take her in; as soon as I find someone to take her for a second I'll be back for you…I can only take one at a time though…" The fox looked at Penguinmon, "You'll be the first one to go after my return." The blue bird nodded.
Renamon took a hold of Amy by the waist and disappeared. Renamon appeared a bunch of houses. They were unlike the thatched houses of the Gigimon village. They were much more like the buildings of Toy Town with real wooden and painted siding, and glass windows and real doors. They even had door bells. She came to a brick and wood house. A light was glowing out of one of the windows so someone was home. The fox rapped hard on the door. When no one came she pounded on the door again. She then jutted her finger into the door bell's button eliciting a well composed set of gongs that echoed through the house. An annoyed voice shot angrily from the house as thumps moved towards the door.
The wooden door swung open as a human in white robes stared out of the entrance with cold blue eyes. He had golden hair and grey skin. A mouth guard hid his lips and in his right hand was a staff topped with a snowflake.
"What do you…!" the person started to shout. He stopped in mid-sentence. The person looked at Renamon and then at Amy. His eyes softened, "Oh my…" He stepped back but when Renamon didn't move he growled, "Well bring her in, you fox…she already looks half frozen no need to let her freeze the rest of the way!" Renamon gave a sigh of relief and walked through the door way. She put Amy in an arm chair.
"I must go…" said Renamon. Renamon turned.
"You are leaving your human here?" said the man quietly. "It isn't safe for her…Assaultmon is here, in town, even as we speak…"
"I know…and I know that he has a general in control of this city…" said Renamon. She swished her tail. "Plus this human is not 'my' human, she is a friend, I have to go back and gather the others…."
"Not your human?" said the digimon. He turned, "How many more are there?"
"With me…? Two humans and two digimon," replied Renamon. She looked back, "Is that a problem?"
The man narrowed his eyes. "I don't want much trouble. Assaultmon is very dangerous…."
"We will not try to bring attention to you…" Renamon disappeared in a flash.
The man turned and walked off deeper into the house. He quickly returned with steaming water in a large basin. He put the basin down in front of the fireplace. The red furnished room glowed warmly. The fireplace was roaring and he slid the armchair Amy was in closer to the red flames. The man carefully slid Amy's shoes and socks off and gently put her feet into the water. Amy blinked quickly and looked down. She tensed up a little.
"Do not fret…" said the man. "I am Sorcerymon, as a white wizard I would not harm the weak, and I protect those that can't protect themselves."
"You look like a friend of mine on File Island…" whispered Amy. She put her hand her mouth covering a soft cough. "His name was Wizardmon…"
Sorcerymon's blue eyes twinkled, "Yes that makes sense…" He stood. "That cough is not good, and you still feel cold to the touch I will go make you some special tea."
He turned and swept his cloak tightly around his body and disappeared further within the house. He returned to the image of a blue penguin sitting on Amy's lap.
"I take it that you are the human's companion…" Sorcerymon looked at Penguinmon. He walked forward with the tea tray. Little hand panted tea glasses were steaming on the tray's surface. He lowered the tray to Amy, "Take this and drink it. It will warm you up from the inside out."
Renamon appeared suddenly, leaving a young human girl behind before disappearing again. She had golden brown hair that matched her similarly colored eyes. She was wearing a vest coat.
"Wizardmon…?" The girl walked cautiously forward. "You changed your clothes…"
"I am not Wizardmon," replied Sorcerymon with a bemused grin. "I am Sorcerymon, but…I am related to Wizardmon, we were clutch brothers."
He drew the young girl over to another chair and pushed it in front of the fire. Renamon then flashed on the scene leaving off a second human child, this one was older and had darker hair and darker eyes. She wore black jeans and a golden shirt. Renamon disappeared again.
"Labramon opted to wait to be last, she said that between the two of us; she was the one that was best built for the cold," said the girl as she looked up and saw Sorcerymon. "Umm, hi…."
"Good evening," replied the wizard as he turned. "I will have to boil more water it seems…"
Janet walked next to Michelle. "Was that….because if it was then he's changed his clothes…"
"He says he's Sorcerymon," replied Michelle as she made room in the massive armchair for Janet. Amy was looking into the fire and drinking her tea slowly. Penguinmon nuzzled against the young woman gently. Michelle looked up at Janet, "He seems nice."
Janet nodded. Sorcerymon appeared again though this time he was carrying blankets. "You must be freezing…the water hasn't come to a boil yet…so wrap up in these…" The wizard unfurled two blankets one was a bright blue with lovely snowflake designs that were patterned in diagonal lines. The second was red with swirling leaves designed on it. Renamon appeared with Labramon and she walked slowly with the retriever next to Janet and Michelle. A whistle sounded from deeper with in the house. Sorcerymon looked up. "Rest, I will gather up the tea."
The group of visitors nodded and Sorcerymon walked off.
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Seadramon glided above the snow. Ripples of snow flashed silently behind him and the twinkling stars shone in front of him. It was the most serene night that Seadramon could remember.
"It is calm tonight…" growled Seadramon. He could feel the five boys on his back. Their digimon were clinging tightly to them as the boys were to him.
"Too calm…" growled Jason quietly.
"Are you too cold, Jason?" asked Seadramon.
"No, push on," Jason replied. The sea dragon did as he was asked and pushed forward.
Lucemon had his wings curled tightly around Mark and Steven. Kevin and Brendan were huddled close together with Tapirmon and Snow Agumon. Seadramon blinked. Did he just see something fly from the city?
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"Assaultmon, system scan has been initiated; scan is at thirty percent completion," reported a thin metallic digimon with lanky metallic arms that ended in long metallic claws. A fleshy portion of one of its optical units was visible from behind the metal cage. A dome was over its head. "Anticipation of error being found in this location is approximately .0056."
Assaultmon was standing in a mobile house of sorts. It was a large mobile command station. His comfortable computer systems and machinery hummed around him in the clean and clinical habitation.
The large metallic centaur that was Assaultmon turned. His canon like arms swept around with his body. "You believe that the error is not here then…"
"The statistical analysis suggests this," droned the metal digimon.
"Lord Assaultmon!" a voice that seemed too excited to be one of his metallic minions shouted from down the street. It burst through the door of the mobile building. It was a large side sliding door that recoiled slightly from the force of it opening. A large silvery beetle with a radar plate jutting from its back hummed in front of the large cyborg centaur. "What is it Searchmon….?"
"My Supreme General…" The beetle dropped to the ground and prostrated itself in front of Assaultmon. "I thought you would like to know I detected the signals of the human's digivices on one of my recent patrols. Unlike your sensor systems, my internal detection systems are functioning…"
"So, Salamandermon was not capable of destroying them…even after I softened them up for him," growled Assaultmon he folded his arms. His golden eyes narrowed angrily.
"Maybe you should have lit a better fire under him," chuckled Searchmon but he cut his chortle short when he heard Assaultmon growl. "Sorry…"
"Go…search them out…destroy them…" growled Assaultmon.
"I….lost them…" mumbled Searchmon. The beetle hid its face from Assaultmon.
"WHAT!" the golden eyes of Assaultmon flashed a deep crimson. "I thought you said…"
"The work on your sensor grid has caused an over all blanketing effect over the city…" whimpered the metal bug.
Assaultmon turned to the lanky metal digimon, "Mecha Norimon, stop all work on the sensor grid." The digimon shaped like a flip top lighter nodded and marched off. Assaultmon turned to Searchmon, "You will work with Rinkmon and find those humans and eliminate them."
Searchmon crawled back and bowed and then took off leaving Assaultmon alone. "If they are unable to destroy the digi-destined then I will…but there is no reason to waste a perfectly good wax job on those pathetic organics…" He growled softly and pressed a button on one of the consuls near him. The picture turned to that of metallic round digimon with a discernable head. He had round rust colored shoulder joints that matched his round body. His arms were thin grey pipes on the triceps but large round cylinders on the biceps. "Guardromon, search the city…I fear the humans are here…send a contingent through city and have Mecha Norimon regiments search from the air…send the Tankmon around the city's perimeter."
"Yes General Assaultmon…" returned the rust colored robot and the screen went black.
"The humans will not survive…" Assaultmon narrowed his eyes as he watched the red dots of his metal forces mobilize.
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"I detect them…" said Searchmon. His antennae twitched. "The largest group is outside of the city yet…approximately one mile southeast."
"I will deal with them," said Rinkmon as he clenched his fist. "You go for the smaller group, take a group of Guardromon with you so you don't screw up…and keep the city's peace!"
"SCREW UP!?" roared the insect but it was too late Rinkmon was gone. The silver beetle grumbled and turned in the frigid air. He turned to one of the brownish-red, round robots. Searchmon gave an order to follow him. The Guardromon inclined its rounded somewhat domed head and lifted its arm to wave the other Guardromon behind him to proceed forward. Searchmon glided upward on jets of electromagnetism, "We will spread out once we reach city sector eight-two-four-seven-zeta. We will attempt to keep the peace…Rinkmon is the commanding officer in this operation and he says he wants this city in peace, so be cordial but if you're given a reason, blow the house to kingdom come!" With that the Guardromon marched under Searchmon and the beetle proceeded forward gliding midway in the line of Guardromon.
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Ding…Dong…Ding…
Sorcerymon stiffened up. He turned to look at the sleeping humans. He drew his hands into a pocket and sifted some dust over the children. They slowly disappeared in the cloud of dust.
The white wizard walked cautiously to the door. He looked out of the peep hole and gave a gulp. A round reddish brown robot was standing outside of his house. The door bell rang again almost sounding more impatiently than the first time. The wizard swallowed hard took a deep breath and swept the door open and smiled at the robot. "Hello…"
"Have you seen these beings?" The robot lifted its round cylindrical red arm up and a holographic image of eight humans and eight digimon was flashed in front of his face.
"Well…it's so hard to say what one sees these days…" replied Sorcerymon. He gave a weak smile. The robot's look remained in its normal emotionless state. Sorcerymon blinked. "Well just yesterday my neighbor, Gekomon, said he saw a Warbling Thatchbird and we all know that those birds fly south for the winter…and well since it's always winter here…." Sorcerymon gave an uncomfortable smile.
"Bio-scans detect cardiovascular and respiratory irregularities, as well as increased amounts of perspiration and muscular contractions in the facial regions," The robot's eyes narrowed. "These along with other bio-scan information meet a thirty point test perimeter suggesting evasion of truth…" The robot's eyes then softened and for all intents and purposes Sorcerymon could have sworn it was smiling at him. "May I enter your habitation and conduct a more thorough scan?"
"Oh no, you don't want to do that!" Sorcerymon put his arms out in an obstructive manner. "It's a mess and I'll be ever so embarrassed…"
"I am not interested in the sanitary conditioning of your habitation…" replied the digimon in a monotonous and metallic grate. Sorcerymon gulped.
"Well…I don't think I can…" Sorcerymon decided to change his tactics. "I have no reason to show you a thing!"
"If you do not allow me to enter consensually I will be forced to enter the habitation by destructive means," replied the metal digimon.
"Just a tic'," Sorcerymon lifted a finger and then slammed the door in Guardromon's face. He pressed against the door fearfully and streaks of sweat dripped down his temple. He looked over to where the children were hidden by his spell. He ran over to where the others were sleeping. He hissed sharply. "Get up!" The spell he'd placed over them faded. "A Guardromon is at my door…he's looking for you! You have to get out of here, now!"
"Amy can't go outside the way she is dressed!" returned Janet. "Not to mention she's still threatened with hypothermia!"
Sorcerymon grumbled. "The tea she drank was special; it should have gotten rid of the cold in her blood. There are cloaks and robes by the back exit. Go through this doorway…" he pointed to a doorway to his left, "and go straight down the hall and through the kitchen, the cloaks are on the hanger…by the backdoor."
"Why would you have so many cloaks…?" asked Labramon.
"Because I like a little variety in my life!" seethed Sorcerymon. "Does it matter now!?" The children and their digimon scooted back. Sorcerymon curled his cloak close to himself, "I will keep lug nuts for brains busy while you get out of here…but there are probably Guardromon everywhere…be careful!" Sorcerymon waited until the children had left the room. He ran to the door and opened it to find a missile pointed at his head, "Umm…hello again…sorry about that…forgot the umm…thing was still on…" Sorcerymon grimaced… "The…" he snapped his gloved finger, "oven…yeah that's it oven…so what was it you wanted?"
The Guardromon didn't answer; instead he just pushed through the door warping the door frame. "Biogenic scan confirms humans have been within this domicile in the time perimeters of…three point two minutes…sending coordin…"
"Aquarius Fill!" Sorcerymon sent a flash of aquamarine lightning into the back of the Guardromon. "I'll be darned if I'm having your metal suits tearing this house apart!"
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Searchmon flicked his antennae up, "Guardromon 0023 has lost his contact signal…where was he…ah ha…" Searchmon smirked, "What's this…?" The mental radar screen in Searchmon's mind showed him three red dots escaping the last known contact signal from the Guardromon unit. "This is Searchmon; all Guardromon units make a move on sub-sector eight-two-three omega. Send a signal to Tankmon units in the area as well as over flying Mecha Norimon, tell them to search surrounding sub-sectors, they are to shoot to kill." Searchmon gave a gleeful laugh as he jetted off after the digivice signals. "I have them now!"
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AN: Thanks again to Sixsense05 and Alforce. You are the pioneers...be proud...unfortunately I don't have any land to give away.
Originally I had a huge shpiel about what I do before I post, but stupid syntax error...grr...anyways I'm rather far, about three chapters ahead of you guys...I may be really nice and decide to double post as this particular chapter isn't all that cliffhangery...we'll see...I still have to read over that stuff, and I don't want you to get too close to me.
Secondly. To those who are lurking and have aspirations of writing a fan fic of your own, I will say this, I am far from being a good writer, mediocre yes, but I am no Poe or Hawthorne, but I have one pearl of wisdom to dispense onto you all, one that I feel I shouldn't have to dispense, because it should be common knowledge, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, separate yourspeakers'dialogue. There is nothing more offputting to a reader than this!
"Hi, my name is Ricki," said Ricki. "Oh his name is Ricki, Sam," said Jerry, "Did you hear that?" Oh yes I heard it, Jerry," replied Sam. "Oh I know Ricki!" said Angela. "I knew him back when I was in high school." "You did, Angela?" said Ricki. "I don't remember you..."
Not only do you have a hell of a time trying to discern what he heck is going on, but it just looks messy. Basically the rule of thumb is, each new speaker gets a new paragraph. Like this:
"Hi, my name is Ricki," said Ricki.
"Oh his name is Ricki, Sam," said Jerry.
(At this point I would try to put in description, maybe they are at a table or in the park or at a reunion...you can start putting in their movements and looks and feelings...) I really need to work on description but I'm trying Alforce really I am... Right this is enough of meblathering on...see you maybe sooner than later, but don't let your hopes to fly too high.