I don't own digimon
Depths of the Heart
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"THIS IS JUST HORRIBLE!" Brendan was squealing as he marched around in tight circles. "If they can…"
"Brendan, settle down," said Demi Meramon quietly.
"ACK HOW CAN I SETTLE DOWN!" shouted Brendan loudly, "My neighbor could be an evil digimon!"
"It can't be that bad…" said the other boy that had been sitting on the sidelines of Brendan's frenzied ranting. He was in dark clothing, a black shirt and black pants, much different from the pastel colored attire forced on him in the Digital World. He stroked Otamamon, "plus Gennai said we could break the seal right?"
"Yeah…" whispered Brendan quietly. He looked at his digivice.
"And we can sense other digimon," said Otamamon as he rubbed against the boy that was stroking him.
A large white crane glided over them and then dropped down skidding on the park grass. After it stopped the paper crane dissolved into waves of paper. Three humans walked forward. The first was an athletic young girl with short brown hair. Behind her was another girl, in a blue dress and a large hat yellow hat. Behind the two of them was an old man. Brendan gulped as the man walked forward. Renamon was at the man's side helping bear the weight of his body. Penguinmon was in the arms of the girl in the blue dress.
"What are you doing, Janet?" shouted Brendan suddenly. "That's, that's…."
"My grandfather," finished Janet loudly. She planted a look on Brendan that was a warning. "He saw Taomon fight with a digimon we met up with in the mall…"
"You…when?" yelped Brendan.
"About fifteen minutes ago," called a voice from behind Brendan. The boy turned to be greeted by two blondes, an eight year old, brown haired boy and a red, wormlike lizard. "It was on the news; you guys really know how to go clothes shopping!"
"They could've followed you here!" shouted Brendan in aggravation. He flicked his eyes over the blonde that was wearing his jacket.
"We weren't followed," said Renamon as she let Janet's grandfather lean against a tree, "by humans or digimon."
"Still!" Brendan swept around to see the blonde that was wearing his jacket disrobing. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"Getting these damned things off, MY WINGS ACHE!" shouted the angel in reply. Brendan opened his mouth to retort but the angel's eyes flashed bright sapphire. "I have an idea, if you want to continue complaining about my disrobing, how about I jam you in that hole of that tree over there, then you can continue complaining, until then, I AM TAKING THESE THINGS OFF!" He tossed the jacket off, quickly wriggled out of the shorts and flung the cap to the wind and flashed his wings open. "Dear Founders that feels good…"
The old man leaning against the tree coughed loudly and looked at Lucemon with wide eyes. "He's…he's…an angel…"
"He's something," murmured Amy loudly. She walked forward with her scorched and dusty bag. She handed it to the taller blond. "They may be a little dusty and stuff, but they are bigger, so hopefully they will be slightly more comfortable."
"You have an angel as a friend?" the old man looked at Janet.
"He's not an angel…really," replied Janet quietly. "He's a digimon, a creature made of digital information, but trust me Lucemon is no angel…"
"HEY!" yelped the winged boy loudly.
"It's true," said Jason. "You do have a little devil streak in you…"
"Whatever," the angel grumbled as he sat down cross-legged.
"Hey guys!" shouted the voice of another boy. He had short brown hair and lavender eyes. A young girl ran behind him, she was lugging a tan canine with her.
"Umm…" The tan haired girl looked at the old man with a little trepidation.
"Don't worry, he's with me," said Janet. She saw the look that the boy had, "Kevin, Michelle, this is my grandfather…he saw the fight this morning."
The two children looked up in surprise. "So that was you?"
Janet nodded quietly. The two children eyed the man quietly. The man looked back at them and caste his eyes oh the pink ball in his hands and then at the canine that the tan haired was holding.
"Are they digimon too?" asked the old man suddenly. The boy and girl looked up with surprise.
"Yes," replied Renamon quietly. "It's ok, Koromon, Labramon, he knows."
The two digimon unfroze from their positions and hopped forward.
"So now what?" the blonde boy said quietly. The red lizard on his shoulder shifted.
"We have to find Karatenmon and Bastemon, immediately. Steven, did you see the morning news?" Jason looked up at the others. "Those two murders today, the man was sliced up and his heart was removed, the woman had no physical harm other than a burn but she seemed to have been killed by hypothermia…"
"The woman's death is definitely not normal," whispered Brendan. He looked up slightly. "But the man's death was not odd."
"The fact that his cuts were burned into him doesn't peak your interest?" asked Jason.
"Well, then that does sound…like Bastemon," whispered Brendan. "I just wished we knew who they were searching for…"
"Isn't there a way for us to detect this kid?" asked Kevin as he walked forward.
"That's to say it is a child, Gennai only said it was human," said Janet.
"Who?" Janet's grandfather shifted slightly as he watched the children. They were working together, theorizing, as if they had gone through this thing before, but that couldn't be. Janet hadn't been anywhere but school.
"A human, that Karatenmon and Bastemon are looking for, to increase their power," replied Janet waving her hand, "or something…you know how villains are."
The old man narrowed his eyes, "I don't understand…"
"Hmmph, human adults are so dense," grumbled Lucemon quietly. He flicked his ear wings back and forth stretching them. His sapphire eyes flashed up at the old man, "Karatenmon and Bastemon will use whatever they want out of the human to increase their power or in some other way give them an advantage and then extend their control here, there and everywhere."
"I see," said the man quietly. He looked down and sighed.
"Lucemon!" hissed the shorter brown haired boy as he nudged the angel. "Be nice…"
The angel grumbled and then looked up at the boy's soft, blue eyes behind the pair of glass lens on his face. He looked down and sighed.
"Ok, Mark," grumbled the angel quietly.
"But that doesn't help us," whispered Steven. "To know why they want something doesn't tell us what they want…They are different things."
"I know," replied Brendan; he sighed quietly. "I just don't know what to do."
"We can't let them keep this up, that's for sure," said Amy quietly. She looked at the others, "Maybe we need to do some sort of patrol or something."
"How? Our parents would never let us out after dark on our own, especially now," returned Janet loudly.
"My father wouldn't care," whispered Jason quietly. "I can patrol at night…"
"And school days?" Steven narrowed his eyes.
"There is no helping that, we'll have to concede the days to them," said Brendan.
"If they are here that long; we don't know how close they are to finding the human," said Kevin as he put his hand under his chin.
"I could look out for things that seem odd…" said the old man quietly.
The others looked up in shock. Janet looked at her grandfather and then shook her head, "What would you do? You can't even see them without a…"
"I would be willing to stay with your grandfather, Janet," whispered Renamon quietly. "I could help him sense the digimon…"
"And then what?" Janet looked to Renamon and then to her grandfather, "We still couldn't do anything about it!"
"She has a point, I've been checking things, the digivolution power transfer has a limited range," said Brendan as he looked at his digivice. "Only a few blocks at the most, even then I'm not sure."
"So we just let them run rampant?" asked Michelle with incredulity.
"We don't have a choice!" Amy flared angrily. "Look I hate the idea as much as anyone but we can only do so much, in the Digital World we were unfettered, and here we have to be careful!"
"Amy's right," said Steven quietly. Everyone gasped loudly and looked at the blonde. "We can't go about digivolving willy-nilly, firstly other humans may get hurt and secondly we may find ourselves at the point of very large guns."
"I wish we were in the Digital World, things were far simpler," whispered Mark quietly.
Brendan looked at his watch. "Well, it's nearing one; does anyone have any idea what we're going to do?"
"We could look for this human ourselves…" said Kevin quietly.
"And how, do you think we'll do that?" asked Jason. The dark haired boy's ocean blue eyes flashed up to look at Kevin. "Maybe we should go house to house asking if digimon have attempted to kill them…"
"Look, I don't see you making any suggestions!" shouted Kevin in frustration.
"Everyone, calm down," Steven growled loudly as he walked forward, "Brendan can you get a hold of Gennai and ask if he can possibly find away for us to track this human?"
"I'd have to go home, but yeah," said Brendan.
"Fine, until then, we patrol during the afternoon and, if we can, at night, we have to find as many of their minions and put them out of commission…" said Steven quietly as he curled the fingers of one hand around the fist of the other.
"You're going to kill them?" Janet's grandfather looked up in horror.
"We don't like to," said Janet in reflex, "but you saw this morning these guys aren't playing games; they won't show mercy to us, we have to make sure when they go down they stay down…"
"You won't give them a chance at redemption?" asked the old man in reply.
"Please, don't complicate the matter," said Lucemon. The angel stood and glided toward Janet's grandfather. "The forces at work are greater than you can imagine."
The old man smirked quietly. "I don't know I can imagine pretty big."
"Please, I have been in the presence of the Founders," replied Lucemon in aggravation, "Any deity you humans have dreamed up will not compare." The old man flustered loudly. Lucemon put his hand up silencing the priest. "These children are the Chosen Ones, the ones to free this world and the Digital World from whatever evil there is. Karatenmon has shown us nothing but aggression; Bastemon chained me up. They don't want to gain power through peaceful means, they want to gain it through conquest, this is a war, and as such we must treat them as the enemy. If we meet those that wish to capitulate we will not destroy them, but in all battles, there are those that die; but as they say, that is war."
"Lucemon…" whispered Mark, "Such a hopeless view on the world…"
The angel looked up one eye glowed a soft red, "In this I agree with Kougen. Mercy is for those that are deemed worthy of it, those willing to stop, but Karatenmon will not give up until his designs are met. He will not seek mercy, nor will he doll it out to anyone in his way. His heart is black with an uncontrolled darkness that I have not seen since our reawakening." The angel bent his head down. His eyes resumed their normal form. He looked at the old man. "Do you understand now?"
"Why have you brought this war to us?" asked the old man in accusation, "Why have you involved our children?"
"Those are questions for the Founders, not for me," replied the angel quietly. He turned and walked to Mark's side. "I am sorry, Mark. I do hope we find those that wish to find mercy, but, we must be prepared for the direst circumstances. Hope should never be mistaken for foolishness."
The brown haired boy nodded solemnly. The others looked at Lucemon not sure what to say in response to his words.
"Maybe I should get back home to get a hold of Gennai," said Brendan with a whisper.
"We have to get back to that mall, so I can retrieve the car…" gasped the old man as he realized the dilemma that they were in. "Janet, Amy, we have to get going now."
The two girls and their digimon looked up and nodded.
"It would be best if I am not seen," said Renamon quietly. She closed her eyes and disappeared into her fox universe. The old man gasped loudly as the fox disappeared.
"I'll explain on the bus," said the girl as she grasped the man's hand.
"Brendan, how about I walk with you?" said Jason as he walked up to the auburn haired boy. "I mean we live close to each other."
"Ok, I'm going over the bridge though," said Brendan quietly, "by the aqueduct."
"Why?" Jason asked as the others started to depart for home. "That's a couple of blocks out of the way; isn't it?"
"I like to see if there are any ducks in the area," replied Brendan quietly. "I've been trying to monitor the duck species in the area as much as I can, and well the aqueduct tends to be easily accessible."
"Ok, that's sounds, neat, in a way," replied Jason with a smile.
"It's not all that exciting," responded Brendan quietly. "It's just something I do."
"Don't get down on yourself, it's very interesting!" yelped Demi Meramon loudly.
Brendan lifted his bag and started to walk away. Jason quickly ran after him. He thought he heard a argument start between Lucemon and Steven as the later tried to get the former to put on the new clothes.
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"Aw," Brendan sighed and looked at the calm water as it flowed out to the bay. "No ducks…"
"Well, maybe next time," said Jason quietly. He looked out over the water. "It's kind of calm here…"
A number of cars swept past behind them, but they were safely in the pedestrians' walk. Brendan looked down at the water.
"Hey!" shouted the boy loudly. A man was standing out in the water. He wore a long black jacket. The water swirled around his waist. Brendan cupped his hands around his mouth. "Get out of there; you don't know what kind of sheer currents are in there!"
The man turned slowly and looked up at Brendan. His eyes then shifted and looked at Jason, who was holding Otamamon. Jason felt like he was hit by a shockwave. Something in his heart just pulsed.
"He's…" whispered Otamamon quietly. "A digimon…"
"What?" Brendan looked to the purple tadpole.
Jason's digivice screeched loudly as the man proceeded to slosh towards the bridge. Jason instantly grabbed the device. It squealed angrily and heated up. Jason turned his head and pushed his device forward, fearing it was going to explode. A beam of light rocketed forward slamming the man backward. He fell into the water. Seconds later a beast exploded from the aqueduct.
It was a hulking form. Thin, black tentacles writhed behind its back. Its head was torpedo-shaped, like a squid's and covered in a dark, marine, rubbery skin. His torso was covered in similar dark flesh. A pair of large, white, pawed tentacles whipped up from his back and his arms extended into the same, white, tentacle paws. A large white tail trailed behind him, under a black cloak that fell from his shoulders. His legs sloshed through the water, muscular and white.
"Marine Devimon!" yelped Demi Meramon loudly as he hovered in front of Brendan. "He's the worst sea monster you could ever find, his demonic powers command the water to do evil!"
"Digi-destined," growled the beast loudly. It lumbered forward. A car screeched to a stop behind them. Jason turned to look. A woman and her child were staring in fearful awe of the beast as it sloshed forward. It opened its gaping mouth and roared loudly, "Dark Deluge!"
A stream of flaming, inky liquid belched forward. Brendan and Jason leapt to the side as the ink washed past them. There was a crash and the two boys looked back to see the battered car. Flames were building around the vehicle where the ink chemically reacted with the asphalt of the bridge.
"No…" Jason's eyes became distant. There was a flash of golden light and then he was somewhere else.
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"Momma, get up!" yelped a young boy loudly. His bright blue eyes looked at the slumped form of his mother on the steering wheel. Heat was building around him. "Please Momma!" shouted the boy. He pulled his seat belt free. He grasped the seat belt of his mother. "Momma!" shouted the boy.
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"Jason, get away from there!" shouted the distant voice of Brendan.
Somehow he had gone through the flames and was yanking on the crunched door. Something was pulling at his arm. He flung it off of him. His blue eyes flashed back. Brendan was on the ground next to him.
"If you won't help me…" Jason said as he pounded on the door, "then get out of my way."
"Ice Blast!" roared Seadramon in the background, but now that wasn't important what was important was getting this woman and her child from the car. He roared at the door and slammed his fist against the window. The glass cracked and bowed inward. Jason snarled and slammed another fist through the window.
"Demi Meramon," called Brendan loudly; a second later the fireball was hovering by Brendan. The auburn haired boy looked at the fireball, "Can you get in there?"
"Definitely!" chirped the fireball and it dove into the window.
Jason could see her; her head was bleeding, and she was slumped back against her seat. A boy was in the passenger seat shaking his mother.
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"Please…" yelped the boy as he pulled on the door handle.
He looked at his mother. She was still not awake. A stream of blood ran down her cheek and her hair was matted down. Smoke was filling the car. He coughed and the door lurched open enough for him to slip out. He tried to pull it open further but the hinge was stuck. The boy ran to the other side of the car and started pulling on the door. The metal was hot, and burned his hands. He screamed in pain and started to pull again wrapping his hands in the bottom of his shirt. It was then that they pulled him from the car, a pair of strong hands. He screamed loudly fought against the person trying to steal him from his mother.
"No, you can't!" shouted the voice of the man. The boy looked up. The man had soft, beige skin, dark twinkling eyes, and dark hair.
"My mom!" shouted the boy loudly as he ripped himself from the man and ran for the car. Seconds later the ambulance appeared, but it was too late, as the white and orange van screeched to a halt the car erupted into a fireball. The boy was knocked back by the blast. "MOMMA!"
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"Can you get the door open?" shouted Brendan loudly.
"Not like this!" Demi Meramon yelped.
"Right!" shouted Brendan as he lifted his digivice.
"Demi Meramon digivolve to Tapirmon!" the fireball glowed brightly and then reappeared as a purple tapir. "Ok, little boy put your head down, and don't worry we'll get you and your mother out." The boy ducked down as Tapirmon turned on his door. "Nightmare Syndrome!"
A black bolt of lightning slammed the door. The door and the bolt vied and then with a grunt from Tapirmon the door exploded off its hinges. Instantly Jason was at the car's side and scrambling forward pulling the boy from the car and then he leapt in and fumbled with the seatbelt and gently pulled the mother out. He grunted as he navigated backward from the car with the heavier woman in his arms he staggered trying not to trip over the bent guard rail the car was against.
He staggered several feet from the car and gently laid her down. He laid his ear against her chest and then her mouth. She was breathing. He sighed in relief, until he heard the explosion. He looked up. Seadramon was firmly implanted into the cement wall of the aqueduct. Marine Devimon swept around his black, oily cape whirled around him. His red eyes glowed brightly.
"No…" growled Jason.
"Let me take it from here!" shouted Tapirmon. The purple, elephantine digimon flew forward. "Nightmare Syndrome!" bolts of black lightning flashed forward striking the devil in the face. A slender black tentacle swatted the little digimon away like a gnat.
"Tapirmon!" yelped Brendan as he ran forward, "Digivolve now!" shouted the boy.
"Tapirmon digivolve to Dobermon!" the tapir struck the side of the aqueduct glowing, and rebounded forward as a large spiked, Doberman pinscher.
The dog growled as he tackled the overbearing sea devil. A large white, clawed tentacle slammed the dog off of Marine Devimon's body and into the water. The tentacle stiffed. Bubbles shot up to the surface of the water for a few seconds and then they stopped.
"Dobermon…" whispered Brendan as he watched the smile on Marine Devimon as its other tentacles flashed down and lifted a limp Dobermon and tossed it to shore. "No…" The dog flashed a bright gold and reverted to Tapirmon. Brendan ran for the shore.
The sea demon lumbered toward the bridge. It looked at Jason and smirked evilly. Jason looked up in fear and then he saw the devil's eyes shift slightly. Jason turned his head to see that the devil was looking at the woman and the child that was kneeling beside her.
"NO!" shouted Jason as he ran in front of them opening his arms wide. "You won't hurt them!"
"I will have their souls," growled the devil loudly as he stomped forward.
"I won't let you, they're defenseless and innocent, you have no right to them!" shouted Jason loudly. He looked angrily at the devil as the beast towered over him. Jason's bright blue eyes were burning with a cold flame. "I won't let you near them!"
"Out of my way!" shouted the demon as he flashed a tentacle forward, slapping Jason to one side. The boy rolled but got back up charged the black tentacle knocking it away from the two humans.
"I said 'I won't move'! If you want them you're going through me!" shouted Jason loudly he looked up at the devil. He wasn't afraid.
"Fine, if you wish to perish, perish!" The devil brought a pair of its white tentacles together. A ball of water formed between them, it was pure black. "Deep Sea Pressure!"
The ball shot forward and exploded toward Jason. Jason tried to shield himself but the water swept around his arms and flew into every orifice on face. It flew up his nose and forced itself into his mouth and washed in his ears. Jason gagged loudly as the disgusting water forced itself into his body. Seconds later a horrible pain ripped through every muscle in his body. The boy looked up painfully at the glowing red eyes of Marine Devimon. His legs seized up and his stomach doubled over and he fell to his knees on the pavement.
"What…are you doing?" wheezed the boy loudly. His chest felt like it was being crushed.
"I am increasing the pressure of the water in your body! My dark water will infect your body's water and will slowly start to crush your innards" chuckled the devil loudly. "You'll be crushed from the inside out!"
"JASON!" shouted Seadramon. The dragon tried to rise from his imprentation.
Jason fell to one side as his muscles constricted angrily.
"Jason get out of there!" shouted Brendan's voice loudly.
"I won't…let them down…I won't let that boy…have to go through what I did," hissed Jason loudly. "They…will live…"
"You won't last long, human," growled Marine Devimon. "Then I will consume your soul, and then the soul of the woman and child, and then maybe the other digi-destined's!"
"I…won't…" Jason's eyes widened as his chest felt like it was crushed under a garbage truck. His dark hair laid softly on the pavement. A trickle of water ran from his lips.
"JASON!" shouted Brendan and Seadramon simultaneously.
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Dark Qiviut: Well, how's that? I wonder if I made Lucemon a little heavy handed…though.