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Digimon Zero Two
Digital Agent
Chapter 1
The Journey
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Kamiya residence, 7.45a.m., Saturday
Early morning. Tai's favourite time of the day. Quiet, calm, peaceful. His idea of relaxation. Also, the time gave him time to think about the previous days events. 'Perhaps I should. Or maybe not'. He pondered over it as he sipped his coffee, with his MP3 playing the song 'Memory of the Light Waves' by Norika Matsueda and Takahito Eguchi.
Kari and T.K. strolled into the kitchen together.
"Ohayou." Tai greeted.
"You're up really early." T.K. replied.
"I'm a morning person, don't y'know?" Tai removed his MP3.
"Not really."
"So anyway, what will you be doing here while we're away?" Kari asked.
"A little bird told me that I'll be checking on the Digital World and stuff like that." Tai replied simply.
"Yeah, right." T.K. raised an eyebrow.
"No, I'm serious. There was this little bird shaped mobile computer device thing, I forgot the name, that brought me a text message. It was one of those DIT gizmos. They probably don't wanna use the phone." Tai clarified.
"Oh. Anyway, I'll just go and check on the Digimon." T.K. made for the room.
"So Kari."
"Yes, Tai?"
"I want you to have this." Tai handed her a handgun.
"Tai?"
"It's a Heckler and Koch VP70. It's also supposed to shoot darts that fit in from a specially converted magazine. Secondary use." Tai explained. "I know you don't like guns, but you need a weapon of some sort."
"I think I can take care of myself well enough, thank you." Kari positioned her right hand in front of Tai, fingers outstretched, a slight pink glow emanating from it. "Shouldn't you give it to T.K.? He's practically unarmed." she added.
"I've seen him at a firing range before. He's not cut out for an automatic. He tends to twist his elbow to absorb the recoil. That's more of a revolver technique."
"Since when do you know so much about guns?"
"You know. Anyway, I was going to give him this." Tai took out a Colt Single Action Army.
"And since when were you such a gun fanatic?"
"I'm not. I'm just thinking about your safety."
"Well okay. If you say so. But I'm not going to use it much, if at all. T.K.'s the one with the gun skills. Trust me, he needs one more than I do."
"Trust me, he'll get more than one. Here are the clips. Now, 9mm bullets and tranquilliser darts. Red and blue bottoms, respectively. 9mm bullets, normal ammo, and tranquilliser darts inject a small amount of a 'special' knockout round, whichs renders the target unconscious. And this." Tai attached a suppressor to the pistol "Silencer, should be good enough for up to at least 30 shots. That's all, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah. Now, enough about the guns already?"
"They're still sleeping." T.K. re-entered the breakfast area. "Whoa, Kari! I thought you didn't like guns."
"I don't. Tai insists that I take one." Kari apprised.
"Oh."
"T.K., you're familiar with the Peacemaker, right?" Tai called out "Here." he tossed T.K. the three revolvers.
"Cool." T.K. played with the guns, spinning, tossing, juggling, you get the idea.
"Sheesh!" Kari growled. "This is pointless." Kari slid it to Tai.
"Trust me, it'll soon become your third best friend." Tai slid it back.
"Third?" Kari looked confused.
"You know, after Gatomon and... uhh... my bad, second best." Tai almost let it slip.
"What about me?" T.K. felt left out.
"You're not one of her best friends." Tai sipped a little more espresso.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I'm implying that you're her lover." Tai finished.
Kari and T.K. turned red.
"Yeah. I've seen you two alone before, and there's no doubt about it. Even around others..." Tai chuckled.
"B-b-but... I... w-w-we..." Kari stuttered.
"You can't hide it from me. From anyone, for that matter. You two are easier to read than the Hollywood landmark. And you know it." Tai smirked.
T.K. and Kari, both still feeling a little warm, smiled at each other. "Yeah, I guess it's true. But now..." Kari stopped.
"But now you don't have to try to hide it anymore. Never should have." Tai finished it for him.
"Yeah..." they blushed again, this time with a pinch of embarrassment.
"Tai?" T.K. started.
"Yeah, lover boy?" Tai enjoyed teasing him, albeit just a little.
"Does... everyone know this?" T.K. asked.
"Well duh." Tai quipped.
T.K. sighed.
"Okay, enough. We'll talk about something else." Tai patted Kari.
"Well... T.K., you only have two hands, right? Why carry three guns?"
"Not easy to reload a revolver, sis. Have to take out each bullet separately, and you have to load each new one separately. Easier to just draw one. But that means you can do a few things with it too." Tai replied for him.
Kari shrugged. Tai could tell that she was still disappointed about the weapons.
He sighed "Listen Kari, I know you don't like hurting other people. If it makes you feel any better, that's why I gave you tranquillisers as well. And T.K.'s guns are actually high class weapons. Sure, it can fire, but they're not meant for shooting people."
"Thanks, Tai."
In the middle of their discussion, T.K. had already taken out a few items and started making breakfast, while talking to himself. 'Bit of rice here and there, sake, hmm, wasabi... wait, Kari can't handle it. And...'
"G'morning." Gatomon drowsily entered the room, with Agumon following right behind her, and Patamon flying overhead.
"So what's up?" Patamon landed himself down on the table.
"Uh, nothin' much, just discussing T.K. and Kari's safety." Tai said.
"Uh...huh." Patamon twitched. He hadn't seen a gun in a long, long time.
"What time is it?" Gatomon yawned.
"Eight ten." T.K. answered. "Anybody want breakfast?"
"Sushi? Okay..." Agumon hesitated for a second.
"Okay, let's see, kanikama, sake tamago maki, this lumpy green thing I found in the freezer, just kidding! Erm..." T.K. made the final preparations before serving it to the others, who took nibbles at it. Except for Agumon, who couldn't nibble, and instead just swallowed it whole.
"Hey, this is pretty tasty. You're a pretty good chef, T.K." Kari murmured a compliment.
Tai peeped out the window for any signs worthy of suspicion. A few people were up, some walking about, all minding their business. Nothing out of the ordinary.
"Nothing wrong, Tai." Kari reassured Tai. "They'll be here soon, ten minutes max." Kari winked at Tai. 'These kinda people always turn up early to check the area and stuff. I said of something good last night, what was it... they'd do a precautionary sweep of the immediate environment. That's it.'
"Okay, then, you two get ready, take turns with the shower and final packing. And T.K." he lowered his voice to whisper in T.K.s ear "Kari normally takes a while in the shower, ahem, twenty minimum, so try to go first." T.K. then made for the bedroom.
"Y'know, I heard that." Kari smiled at Tai, and then she went after T.K.
"Heh, she's getting better at it." Tai grinned.
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Outside Kamiya residence, 8.56a.m.
'Where are they?' T.K. wondered 'These spy types always come early to check surrounding area and stuff like that. Kari said something good last night, what was it...'
"Hey, Kari." Gatomon popped her head out of the bag "Why do we have to hide? Almost the whole world already knows of Digimon. Would it make much difference if any passer-by saw us?" Gatomon queried.
"It wouldn't matter if any normal person saw you, but if we keep you hidden, then these GSA surveillance will probably dismiss us as a normal group of childern." Kari answered "Because they might not know what we look like." she finished.
"They'd probably know."
"Probably, but it's still possible that they don't, technically, right? Anyway, it doesn't bother you, does it?"
"Nah. Just asking." Gatomon went back inside the bag.
"Hmm?" T.K. noticed a bush rustle a few metres away. He left to check it out, and before he knew it, he was pulled into the bush, and held in a tight position, muffled, with his arms being held behind his back. He could only see that the person was dressed normally, black shirt, slightly ripped blue jeans, and a nice pair of boots. He got T.K. onto the ground.
"Don't try anything stupid." T.K. had seen too many spy flicks not to know what the cold, hard metallic object being pressed against his head was. His hand was grabbed and put onto the screen of a device.
"Fingerprint matched. Okay." the person released him. "Come." He started back towards where the others were standing.
"Hey, it's you. From last night." Patamon stuck his head out of the bag.
"Yeah. You guys ready?" the guy with the cheerful British accent slid something into his pocket.
T.K. came out of the bush, still recovering from the shock.
"Sorry about that. Standard procedures, you know. To check that this is the right group. I'm a bit disappointed, though. You're kind of careless, and your reflexes aren't as good as they should be. That just won't do." he shook his head.
An SUV came down the road to where they were standing. The other person from last night was at the wheel. He was dressed in a uniform that looked similar to workaday clothes.
"Ready to go?" he asked, before putting out his cigar.
"Yes." Kari then turned around to face Tai.
"Take care, Kari." he gave Kari a hug, before turning to face the two agents.
"My sister and her l... best friend, are going to come home safely, understand?" he gave them that 'If you don't I'll rip your face off and use it as a napkin' look.
"Don't worry, they're safe with us. It's necessary that we keep them away from harm. They are our first parameter." he reassured Tai.
"Good." he smiled "See you guys later, then. Maybe in the Digital World." he said, implying that they would definitely meet in the Digital World.
They boarded the SUV, and shortly afterwards they took off for the airport.
"Tai, how long do you think they'll be gone?" Agumon asked.
"As long as necessary. But not too long. Don't worry, we'll see them in the Digital World." he muttered.
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The Tokyo Airport, 9.23a.m.
"Here we are."
They stopped the four wheel drive right next to a small aeroplane with two engines and a wingspan approximate seven or eight metres.
Kari and T.K. boarded the plane, and they were awestruck.
"Whoa..." Kari was left speechless.
Outside it looked so plain and ordinary, but the inside was a whole different story. It was fully decked out. Gatomon and Patamon came out of the bag and gasped. "Wow..." Patamon looked around and found a comfy spot on a beanbag to lie on. Gatomon following soon after.
"Sofas, drink bar, fridge, beds, PS2, computer tables, with computers, of course, GPS system, cell phones, you name it. Make yourselves at home." the British guy gave them a very short summary of the metre long list of luxuries that was on the plane.
"Are we going to Mars or something? 'Cause it looks like this plane was made for weeks of travel. It looks... expensive." Kari used the only word she could think of.
"Hey, you're helping us out when you don't even have to. The least we can do is let you travel in style, and a few yen besides. Heck, don't believe me, don't have to. Just enjoy the journey." the person who drove the SUV instructed "We leave in a few, last minute check and all." He went to the cockpit.
"Hey, what's your name?" Gatomon called out to him.
"What my name? Does it matter?" he replied.
"Can't tell us, huh?" Gatomon pouted.
"Come on, what's your name? And yours?" T.K. supported Gatomon curiosity. Sure, curiosity killed the cat, but Gatomon wasn't 'the' cat. She was more than the cat was.
"My name, it's D... John Doe." he answered.
"John Doe, huh?" T.K. heard the D sound.
"And I'm Jane Doe." she snorted.
"Then in that case, I'm Joe Bloggs." the British agent came back into the plane after his inspection. "No bombs, no trackers, no bugs or transmitters." he chuckled.
"Just refer to us as John and Joe for the time being, then."
"Err, where's the bathroom on this plane?" Kari asked.
"Over here." Joe slid a door and a bathroom was there. "Sliding door." he explained.
"Ooh, shiny..." Kari was more interested in the immaculate bathroom. The place was polished from top to bottom, the place with all the accessories anyone'd ever need, or want. Automatic toilet flush, heated seats, fully operational heater, oral hygiene assets, razors and cream, linoleum. No more words needed. "They even have a TV in here, with videogames. Wireless controller with waterproof plastic casing, automatic CD change in the remote, two memory cards, silver colour. Touch screen monitor for drinks, ooh, so many... three shampoos, four conditioners, three lotions, soaps, body wash." Kari was virtually drooling "More like a first class... no, ultimate class aeroplane than anything else." Kari stepped out for a moment to get her clothes "I think I need a bath."
"You just had one this morning." Patamon snorted.
"Hahaha..." Gatomon laughed.
"Everybody ready?" John asked. The journey began.
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Somewhere over Siberia, 10.07a.m. local time, 12.07p.m. Japan time
The chilling temperatures of the Siberian airspace were well below 0 degrees Celsius. The biting winds of the speed 800kmph should've been eating up the plane, but no, nobody in the DIT is gonna bring a Wright flyer to 30,000 metres. It was all high-tech in that organisation. Anyway, our heroes would have froze to death right about now, if the plane had not been designed to keep the plane at any temperature between 10 and 40. And right now they were eating lunch at a comfortable 20 degrees. Well, they were eating what would be lunch back in Japan.
"So our first destination is your headquarters in England?" Kari queried.
"Yes. The underground base is hidden in the countryside. It was originally designed as a bomb shelter before World War Two. After the war, it became government property. When our organisation was established, they gave it to us to use. It has become our main operating headquarters in Europe ever since." Joe apprised.
"What will we be doing there?" Gatomon murmured while nibbling on some anchovies.
"I did say that you'll be our study on Digital life." Joe reminded her.
"Oh yeah. Err, you're not gonna dissect us or anything like that, are you?" Gatomon turned a little pale.
"Oh, no. Data study and whatnot."
"No pointy objects? No needles or syringes? No lasers?" she questioned.
"No, don't worry. We're not doing any of that. The worst-case scenario is mild radiation effects, and even that's not likely to happen." he reassured her.
"Phew. That's a relief."
"You sure are used to Digimon. Some people tend to get worked up about it." T.K. was munching on a sandwich.
"Of course. My job is Digimon. Besides, your Digimon are all quite tame."
"Heh, got that right. Patamon's looking quite cute today."
"Ed... I mean Joe. Come here." John called him to the cockpit.
"What wrong?"
"There are two fighters on the radar. They seem to be following us."
"How can this be? This is a stealth plane." Joe clenched his fist. "
"I know. We mustn't be seen. The clouds will only do so much. Activate the CCD." John instructed.
"The see CD?" Patamon queried.
"Abbreviation for Clouds, Cloaking Device. Not that you needed to know." Joe informed them while pulling a cord in the cockpit.
They saw something outside the window. Kari and Gatomon rushed to one, T.K. and Patamon to another. Fortunately, it wasn't the planes. Two cylindrical tanks were deployed from both sides of the plane. They continuously emitted an extremely thick mist which lightened up, and formed clouds.
"Uh, if they can detect us like this, then how does that help?" Patamon questioned.
"It's not an ordinary cloud. Looks like one, but it contains an unusual chaff mixture, which will slow them down and temporarily disable their radar, plus any other detection system. Just long enough for us to get away."
"You guys sure use a lot of gadgets." Kari remarked.
"If it's useful, we use it. We'd normally engage them, but today, because we must bring you in safely. And we didn't identify them either. Could be Russian military. That'd be bad. Really bad." John grunted.
"They're falling behind. Fell for it, should be at most a minute. We're in the clear." Joe came out of the cockpit and grabbed a piece of toast.
"Uh, who's flying this thing?" Gatomon noted that they weren't.
"Autopilot. Man, you guys sure ask a lot of questions." Joe sighed.
"Must be annoying." Kari conceded.
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, we'll be there in a few hours."
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London airport, 1.36p.m. local time
T.K. stirred, the world, or at least the environment of the plane, was a blur. As he slowly woke up, his memories came back one by one. He saw the two male adults in the cockpit. They were agents, of some sort. Joe and John, no, wait, those're not their real names. He remembered the night before, the madmen after them. Then he remembered the day, the fighters, and the bathroom on the plane.
"Had a good nap? We land in a few, so get up soon, okay?" Joe instructed.
"Okay..." he yawned.
His memory was coming back to him in bits and pieces, like a jigsaw puzzle being put together. The DIT, he was working with them to stop the GAS, no the GSA. They were in the UK now. Their Digimon were going to be studied by the DIT. And as he remembered, a single thought suddenly popped out of his mind, like Patamon popped out of his bag that morning.
'Kari has some mind reading powers. Whoa, wait a minute, that's crazy. What am I thinking."
And that reminded him of Kari and the Digimon. Kari was sleeping on the couch, and Patamon and Gatomon were sleeping together on the bean bag. Only Gatomon stirred a little.
"Hey, Patamon. Are you awake?" he shook Patamon's head a little.
"Just a few more minutes, T.K.. I'm having such a nice dream." Patamon fell off the beanbag, onto the floor and rolled over.
"Hah. Wonder what he's dreaming about." T.K. got up and walked over to Patamon. He knelt down and shook Patamon a little again "Wake up, sleepyhead." Then a thought caught his attention "Patamon, I've got ice cream."
"Ice cream?." Patamon got up faster than he could say 'chocolate'.
"Hahaha, gotcha." T.K. laughed.
"Hey!" Patamon growled at him.
"Sorry, Pata. If you do want some, there's a tub of it in the freezer." T.K. pointed it out.
"Smart move, pretty boy." Patamon skipped over to the fridge-freezer.
T.K. turned his attention over to Gatomon and Kari. Gatomon was still sound asleep. Kari was a different story.
"Hey, T.K.. How come she's all twitchy like?" Patamon had a bowl of ice cream in his paws.
"I don't know." T.K. rushed over to Kari. "Kari. Kari!"
"Ahh!" Kari woke up with a jolt. "T.K..."
"What's wrong, Kari?" T.K. questioned.
"Nothing. Just, a, bad dream, I guess." T.K. could tell that it must have been a really bad dream. Kari had turned pale, she was hyperventilating, and by the look in her eyes, T.K. could tell that she was scared half to death.
"Is something wrong?" T.K. asked her again.
"No, it's, nothing, really." Kari could only get out one word at a time.
"Are you sure?" T.K. had qualms about it.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Kari calmed down.
"I hope so." T.K. said, a tone of worry in his voice.
"Thanks for the concern, T.K.. I... appreciate it." Kari came close to lying to T.K..
"Well, at least you're fine." T.K. felt relieved.
Kari sighed. Patamon put his dessert down and flew over to them.
"Hey, you all right there?" John came out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, just a bad dream. That's all." Kari's head was rested on T.K.'s lap.
"I see."
The plane landed on the runway, and the bump caused Gatomon to bounce twice, and that woke her up.
"Ahh! What's happening?" she landed on her bottom, in an upright position, looking right and left.
"Don't worry, we just landed, that's all." Patamon chuckled.
"Oh." she rubbed her eyes. The plane started taxiing towards Heathrow airport.
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The London Underground, 2.17p.m.
"So we take this train to this station, switch here and go to this station?" Kari asked.
"Yes. We stop here momentarily to pick up, uh, something. What was it, Joe?"
"The Hacker." Joe reminded him.
"Yes, that's right. The Hacker. It'll only take a few minutes."
"Okay."
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The train stopped at the platform. Kari, T.K. and the others got out. The tube station was quite empty, for some reason. 'Must be the reason they chose this station' T.K. thought.
A tall guy in a black overcoat was standing inconspicuously in the background. He wore a pair of sturdy boots, black leather gloves, and a pair of sunglasses. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a scar on his cheek. They walked up to him.
"Say the password. Who are the people?" he said in a low voice.
"They are Tom, Dick and Harry. You have the package?" John asked.
"Right here. Handle it with care." he nodded.
"Of course."
"Leave asap. I've lost the stalker, but he could be here soon. Train'll be here soon."
"Affirmative."
He left them to wait for the next train.
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The group stepped out onto the platform. They headed for the exit. When they got out, Joe led them to a secluded area, where a Jeep was waiting for them.
"Hand me the map, John." Joe climbed to the back seats, while T.K. and Kari loaded their luggage in the back. Joe strapped them down firmly. "Come in." Joe climbed into the front passenger seat.
John took the driver's seat and started the vehicle up.
"We're headed for the countryside right here." Joe pointed out.
"Okay, everyone here?" John checked that everything was in place.
"Yep. Already double-checked." T.K. answered.
"Here we go then."
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Well, that's the end of the chapter one. Sorry, I was a bit "busy" during the weekdays, but now I have plenty of time. Anyone wanna correct my Japanese? If it's wrong. And yes, I have reasons for showing Kari's 'nightmare' and stuff. Anyway, I think I'll start a story with Renamon, anyone interested? Just asking. And can anyone spot the little easter egg(s) I put in the fic? Shouldn't be too hard. Well, that's it for now. Be sure to review, I'm setting it back to allow anonymous, for those of you who don't wanna give me your pen name. Thanks. That's it. Cheerio. :D
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Gatomon + Patamon rocks!