Reprise of the Spirits
A Digimon Frontier Fanfic by CustomMagnum
Warning: This fic contains scenes of violence and gore, plus mild cursing. It has been rated "T". Crappy formatting is the fault of Fanfiction . net, which hates Mac computers.
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Kouji's eyes widened as he looked on at the tall form of the digimon that his brother had evolved into, shock in his eyes, causing him to momentarily forget about the pain in his chest from the impact of Angemon's attack. "No..." the black-haired boy whispered weakly.
Duskmon turned his head towards Kouji and Takuya, causing the brown-haired child to freeze in place as well. "Get out of here," The dark knight said in a calm, nearly emotionless, voice.
"What?" Takuya asked in confusion.
"Angemon is after me," Duskmon replied. "There is no reason for you all to risk yourselves in the crossfire."
"Are you still you, Kouichi?" Tomoki asked, instinctively stepping back as he did so.
"Barely," Duskmon responded. "Now leave!" The knight shouted in a burst of emotion, before turning back towards the angel digimon, extending his arms to his sides. Two blood red curved swords shot out of the gauntlets on the knight digimon's arms. Duskmon raised the right arm, and pointed the sword towards the angel's chest. The other chosen children moved over towards Kouji's fallen body, attempting to get out of the way. "Now you shall die!" the digimon's voice was laced with venom.
Angemon chuckled. "You think that you can defeat me, damned one?" The angel then tensed his body, grabbing his golden staff with both hands. "I'd love to see you try!" With that, Angemon hovered above the air and air-charged towards Duskmon, his staff raised over his head. As Angemon neared towards the black knight, the angel digimon swung the staff down, striking towards the knight digimon's head.
Duskmon raised both of his swords in an "X" motion, blocking the staff with the two blades faster than the eye could see, his eyes narrowed in rage.
Angemon snarled in frustration, before Duskmon kicked the angel in the chest, sending the holy warrior back slightly, the staff coming untangled from the knight's swords. Duskmon placed his leg back on the ground, shifting his weight to the front of his body.
"Eroberung!" Duskmon shouted as his right sword glowed red, before he slashed it in Angemon's direction, a red arc of energy leaping off of it, hitting the digimon in the chest point blank. Angemon shouted out in pain as he went falling to the ground, small amounts of blood flowing out of a newly formed cut on the angel digimon's chest.
Duskmon then jumped up into the air, pulling his left sword back, aimed for Angemon's head. "Now die!"
Junpei had grabbed Kouji, and wrapped the younger boy's arm around his neck, to support the black-haired boy as they tried to get him out of any possible line of fire.
"Good thing Kouichi's still in control," Izumi remarked as she turned her head, looking for the exit, a look of worry on her face.
Duskmon thrust his sword towards Angemon's head as he fell closer to the angel's fallen form, but the angel digimon tilted his head at the last second, causing the sword to become impaled in the ground right next to his head. Angemon grinned, and closed his fist.
Golden energy gathered around Angemon's hand. The angel grinned, punching Duskmon in his chest. "Heaven's Knuckle!" Angemon shouted, before unleashing the golden beam of energy.
All of Duskmon's eyes widened as the golden beam impacted at the center eye at point blank range. The force of the impact sent the black knight digimon to go flying into the air and land hard into a table near the other children.
"Kouichi!" Kouji shouted, before grabbing his side with his free hand, his face taking on an expression of pain.
"We have to get Kouji out of here!" Takuya shouted, looking around.
"But where's the exit?" Junpei asked, seeing Duskmon pull himself back up to a standing position, shaking in pain. The center eye on the dark knight's armor looked scorched and blinded.
Duskmon raised his swords again, and charged towards Angemon, who had already flown back up into a standing position, his hand glowing. Angemon thrust his arm forward.
"Heaven's Knuckle!" The golden beam of energy shot from the angel's hand in a wide arc of energy, speeding towards the charging Duskmon. "Look out, Kouichi!" Izumi shouted, worry in her voice. Duskmon's eyes narrowed in concentration. His swords glowed red.
"Eroberung," Duskmon said in a low whisper, jumping forward and brining his hands, and by extension his swords, together, before spinning in mid air, simulating the look of a black and red drill as the golden energy spilt around the red energy of the swords. Both resulting beams of golden energy exploded as they collided into separate walls.
Duskmon continued flying through the air, intent on hitting Angemon, his swords still glowing.
Angemon's face took on a look of shock as he raised his staff up in an instinctive gesture. "Holy Rod!" The staff took on an ethereal golden glow.
Red energy met with gold as Duskmon stopped spinning and slashed his left sword at the angel. The distinct ringing of metal colliding with metal sounded at the collision. The energy seamed to fight for control.
Duskmon snarled in anger, the red energy pushing the gold energy back. Angemon did the same, the gold energy quickly regaining its lost ground.
And then as quickly as the struggle between energies began, it ended, as both the angel's staff and the Warrior of Darkness' left sword shattered.
Tomoki looked at this with shock. "How did that happen? In his current form, Kouichi should be much stronger than that!"
'That sword should be stronger as well,' Kouji thought through his pain. 'Those swords were able to hold against Beowulfmon's sword. Angemon's staff should have been nothing.'
Duskmon found himself falling forward without the support of the staff fighting against his now broken sword. There was only one thing that the knight digimon figured that he could do in this situation to avoid being attacked.
He slashed at the angel with his remaining sword.
Angemon brought up his left arm to block the sword without even thinking. A second later, what he had done registered in his mind. The only thing that he could do was put up a feared expression as Duskmon's sword severed the arm at the elbow.
Angemon cried out in pain, grabbing his arm as he did so. Red blood spilled over his hand.
Duskmon landed on the ground in front of the angel, and quickly hit him in the head with his left gauntlet, which caused the angel to move back from the black knight.
"How did you do that?" Angemon shouted in rage. "You shouldn't have been able to do that! No force of evil, no form of darkness can harm me!"
"Who said I was evil?" Duskmon asked, grinning at the realization that he had won the battle. Angemon was severely handicapped. While Duskmon himself had only lost one of his swords, Angemon lacked both his weapon and his arm.
"This can not happen!" Angemon shouted, golden energy gathering at his remaining hand, which the angel pulled back.
"Hea..." Angemon never got to fire off his attack as Duskmon leapt towards the angel, slashing his sword at Angemon's chest. Angemon dodged the attack, but the sword cleaved one of his wings in half, blood dripping from that wound as well. Angemon grimaced in pain once again.
"Kouichi seems to be doing fine," Takuya said. His attention was now focused solely on the battle.
Izumi nodded in agreement.
"But why is Angemon here, and why did he attack us?" Izumi asked, now more confused than worried. She turned her head, looking towards the corpse of the man who had praised the angel. "And why did he kill that man?" Her voice took on an even more somber tone than it already was in, tears welling up in her eyes.
Angemon glared at Duskmon. The black knight started charging towards the angel digimon again. Duskmon tilted his body, his shoulder pointing towards the angel's chest.
Angemon's face took on an expression of fear as Duskmon slammed into his chest, sending the angel digimon flying into one of the food court's vender booths. The angel slumped to the floor, withering in pain.
Duskmon walked over towards the fallen angel. Once the black knight digimon made it over towards the fallen digimon he thrust his left arm forward, grabbing the angel by the fabric of his body suit. The knight pointed his remaining sword at the angel's neck.
"Who sent you?" Duskmon asked in a calm, detached voice.
"What makes you think that I'd tell you?" Angemon sneered, partially because of hatred, and partially because of the pain from his arm and wing.
"Because I can take your head off with the slightest twitch?" Duskmon asked sardonically. "Now! I will not ask again! Who sent you?"
"I'll never tell you. You'll just kill me after I do answer you anyway," Angemon spat dejectedly. "You vile bastard."
Duskmon pushed Angemon into the food vendor booth hard, an Angemon sized indentation forming as a result. "You're calling me a vile bastard!" Duskmon yelled. "I'm not the one who murdered an innocent man just now!"
"But you have murdered your comrade for no reason," The angel retorted. Duskmon snarled, thrusting the angel inward with more force.
"I was under Cherubimon's mind control at the time! Who also happened to be under the control of Lucemon!" Duskmon shouted angrily. "Both of them happen to have been Angel digimon like yourself! That situation is entirely different."
"So are you going to kill me?" Angemon asked cynically.
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"He's losing," A girl remarked.
"Want me to go help him?" An older male voice asked. The voice seemed to be that of a fifteen-year-old teenager.
"Yes," The girl replied almost instantly. "Go assist your brother. It isn't like you would listen to me if I told you to let him die anyway."
There was no answer to the girl's remark.
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Tomoki was looking at the exchange between the two digimon. "Is that Angemon one of Lucemon's old followers?" The young boy asked.
Takuya shook his head. "Heck if I know."
Tomoki turned towards the other boy. "Do you think there could be more of them?"
"There may be," Kouji said, clutching his teeth in pain. Junpei looked at the injured boy.
"We really should find that exit out of here," The oldest of the chosen stated.
The other three children looked around again, but there wasn't an exit in sight. Izumi turned towards Kouji, noticing that he was turning pale.
"I'm calling an ambulance," Izumi stated after looking at the boy for more than a few seconds. She dug into her pants' pocket and pulled out her purple and pink cell phone, quickly dialing a number.
Meanwhile, Duskmon continued to push Angemon into the wall, anger on his face.
"Kaiser Nail!" Red-gold energy slammed into the dark knight, causing Duskmon to stagger back, letting go of Angemon in the process. Duskmon turned his head to look over at his attacker.
A large humanoid wolf digimon was in Duskmon's line of sight. Blue and white patches of fur covered the digimon's skin, and he was wearing blue pants with a skull emblem on the leg. The left arm was wrapped in a black arm glove. In the said hand, the digimon was holding brass knuckles. Armor was on his left shoulder, which was strapped along the digimon's chest. Both of the digimon's knees were protected by kneepads, but the pad on his right knee had spikes growing out of them.
"Who are you?" Duskmon shouted.
"That's a Were Garurumon!" Tomoki shouted in worry. Izumi had already called an ambulance, and had put away her phone.
"Do you think that Kouichi can beat both of them?" the blond-haired girl asked, worried.
"I sure hope so," Takuya said somberly.
The wolf digimon didn't say anything, and just looked over in the knight's direction. Duskmon soon found out why.
"Heaven's Knuckle!" Angemon shouted, thrusting his remaining arm at Duskmon's head, firing off a weak beam of pale golden energy at Duskmon. The blow hit Duskmon in the side, but it didn't even phase him. But the knight digimon still turned his head to look in the angel's direction.
It was a mistake that he shouldn't have made.
The wolf-man digimon started running towards Duskmon at awesome speed, his left arm pulled back, prepared for a thrust to the side of the knight digimon's head. Once the Wolf Digimon got within striking distance, red-gold energy danced along the knuckles.
"Kaiser Nail!" The digimon shouted, thrusting the arm forward towards the knight's head, connecting with a sickening sound that seemed like a combination of the sound of metal hitting metal, and fist hitting skull.
Duskmon's head snapped back, his eyes going wide with pain as the wolf digimon grinned, before falling back onto the ground.
"Kouichi!" Kouji shouted. The boy's eyes narrowed as he tried to get away from Junpei, who easily held the younger boy back.
"You can't do anything!" Junpei shouted.
"I have to help him!" Kouji shouted back, before grimacing in another burst of pain.
Junpei gave Kouji dubious look.
"See, you can't do anything right now," The larger boy said. Kouji had an angry look on his face.
"My name is Were Garurumon," The wolf digimon replied to the Warrior of Darkness' question, before moving towards Angemon, picking the angel digimon up and swinging him over his shoulder.
"We will meet again," Were Garurumon said. "And when we do, you will die." And with that, the humanoid wolf digimon jumped up into the air, going through a small, unnoticed hole in the roof, and then the two digimon were gone.
Duskmon looked up at the ceiling as consciousness left him, his last thought before he was enveloped in the blue digicode was wondering why Were Garurumon didn't kill him.
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Were Garurumon landed on the roof of the mall. The humanoid wolf digimon looked around, searching for the way that he had to go. He noticed the many gray buildings around the area. He also looked down, seeing an ambulance and a few news trucks heading in front of the mall. Suddenly he found it, a small blue distortion in the air on the other side of the roof.
The werewolf digimon ran towards it and jumped through it, vanishing as he did so.
On the roof of another building, another pair of glowing eyes was looking out of the shadows.
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Were Garurumon appeared in a room that seemed to be a cathedral-like building. He looked over towards the front of the room, seeing a brown-haired girl sitting there in an ornate throne, her hair cut to her neck, it also covering her ears. She was wearing a white flowing gown.
Were Garurumon lowered Angemon to the ground. The Angel was enveloped in the blue bands of energy that were digicode before he reverted into a twelve-year-old blond-haired boy missing an arm where Duskmon had severed it. He was wearing a green shirt, along with green pants and a fisherman's hat on his head.
The young girl stood up from her chair, and walked towards the fallen boy. Once she made it to the boy she kneeled down and pressed her right hand to the wound. "This wound is grievous," The girl said in a worried voice. "It will take much of my power to fix it."
Were Garurumon was enveloped in the digicode as well, turning into a fifteen-year-old human with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing blue tank top and dark green pants. "Can you help my brother?"
"Of course I can," The girl replied, pale pink light already gathering at her hand, passing into the stump of the arm. After a few seconds it moved and took on the form of an arm, complete with the hand, before solidifying into a perfectly usable arm. However, it was clearly a replacement, although a very good one, as it didn't have any visible joints, and looked like a white piece of plastic. The girl sighed in relief.
"What did you do?" the older boy asked, confused.
"I gave him a prosthetic arm from the Digital Universe," The girl answered. "It's connected to his nerves. While he's in his digimon forms, in the Digital Universe, or here, it will look like that, but while he is on Earth and in his human form, the arm will look completely normal."
"Why couldn't you just re-grow his arm?" The teenager asked, almost angry with the girl.
The brunette shook her head. "That is beyond even my power," The girl said in a sad tone. "The replacement arm will act just like his real arm anyway," The girl paused. "Or at least, like his Digimon arm."
The teenager smirked. "So my brother will be fine then?"
"Yes." The girl answered. "He will. Who knows, he may even like the arm." Then her face took on a neutral cold look. "Besides, we have more important things to worry about."
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In the lush gardens outside a brilliant castle made out of blue crystal, there were three small figures. One of them was an orange and cream-colored football-shaped creature with bat wings coming out of his head. He had blue eyes, and a pink belt was wrapped around his waist.
"You won't win this time, Lopmon!" the small creature shouted, using his bat-wing ears to hover over the ground.
"We'll see about that, Patamon!" A small brown rabbit-like creature shouted in response. He stood on two legs, and had ears that were the same length as his height. Patches of pink fur were on his body, mainly at the tips of his ears, neck, and paws. Three brown horns came out of his forehead.
Patamon's body expanded as he inhaled air for a few seconds before shooting it out of his body, deflating back to his normal size. "Air Shot!" the child level digimon shouted as the ball of air sped towards Lopmon.
Lopmon's eyes narrowed as he started spinning in place, pink energy gathering around him. "Petit Twister!" Lopmon shouted, the pink energy shooting off of his body like a tornado, colliding with the ball of compressed air. Lopmon stopped spinning and looked around.
"Pretty Rush!" Patamon's voice shouted out from Lopmon's side, and the small digimon turned, seeing Patamon speeding out, his head raised low in a ramming motion for the rabbit digimon's chest.
Lopmon didn't have the time to dodge the attack, and felt the impact as Patamon's head collided with his chest. Lopmon gasped as he went flying into the ground. Patamon used his wings to stay in position, but had to shake his head to clear it. 'Lopmon's gut is hard,' the small mammal digimon thought.
Lopmon jumped up from the ground and landed on his feet. The small digimon opened his mouth, pink energy gathering around it. "Blazing Ice!" the small digimon shouted, small pink chunks of crystal shooting out of his mouth, all directed at Patamon.
Patamon quickly twisted out of the way, the shards of crystal missing his body by mere inches.
Meanwhile, from a crystal porch in front of two massive open crystal doors, a small cream-colored puppy dog creature was laying down, watching the fight. A gold collar with runes engraved in it was around her neck. "Boys," The puppy digimon remarked in a dismayed tone, shaking her head.
"Is something wrong, Plotmon?" An older voice asked as a small white bipedal creature walked out of the castle. He had a pink belt around his waist.
"Just the usual, Bokomon," The puppy creature, Plotmon, answered, not even bothering to turn her head to speak.
Bokomon slapped his face with his hand. "Are those two at it again?" Plotmon nodded. Bokomon shook his head. "How many times do I have to warn them that they might get hurt doing that?"
"Why do you want to stop it, it's a good show," another voice commented, coming from another digimon existing the castle. This digimon had yellow fur, and was wearing brown pants. Pants that quickly had their elastic band pulled by Bokomon and snapped back, causing the yellow digimon to cry out in pain.
"Because they could get hurt, Bakamon!" Bokomon shouted as the other digimon fell to the ground. "Honestly, Neemon, remember what happened to them when Lucemon was manipulating everything?"
"...They died," Neemon stated.
"Exactly!" Bokomon shouted out. "Do you want them to kill themselves again?"
"No..." Neemon answered.
While Bokomon was busy yelling at Neemon, Patamon and Lopmon were still battling each other.
Patamon sucked in more air as pink light gathered around Lopmon's mouth.
"Air Shot!"
"Blazing Ice!"
The two digimon released their respective attacks, the compressed ball of air causing the crystal shards to shatter as the attacks collided. Patamon landed on the ground and looked towards the door of the castle, seeing Bokomon on the porch.
"Uh-oh," Patamon remarked, turning back towards Lopmon. "We should run. Now."
"Why? Chickenmon?" Lopmon asked, trying to taunt Patamon into attacking again.
"Seeing as Papamom is outside, yes!" Patamon shouted, before jumping around into the air and flying to another part of the castle grounds.
Lopmon's eyes widened as he took off after his friend. "Wait for me!" the small rabbit digimon cried.
Back on the porch, Bokomon was still lecturing Neemon on why they shouldn't let little children fight each other. Plotmon looked at the retreating forms of her fellow child level digimon. "They're running away," she commented dryly.
That got Bokomon's attention, causing him to immediately grab Neemon and take off after the fleeing child level digimon. Plotmon sighed, closing her eyes and laying her head on the porch. She would fall asleep within minutes.
She never noticed the large flying form that grabbed her.
To be continued...
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Author's Notes:
Shorter than I would like, but this was a good place to end the chapter. And you still have no clue as to why Kouichi evolved into Duskmon, as I clearly proved him being turned evil again as wrong.
I wonder if anyone has any guesses as to who the villains in this story are yet.
Replies to reviewers:
Darksnowstarangel: Yes, Duskmon was replaced by Lowemon during Frontier, but I have a sound plot-related reason for having Kouichi become Duskmon.
Cave Cat: Sorry, but no. I am not putting any fanmade digimon in this story. While I don't have it planned down to the letter, I already know how the story is going to end. Besides, any digimon that would assist the chosen, I can clearly use already existing digimon, not to mention characters that have already existed in Frontier.
TamerTerra: Thanks for telling me about the asterisk and brackets. Stupid fanfiction . net.
And while I'm at it, Quick Edit sucks too (it doesn't even work on the computer that I'm using).
EDIT 10/11: Again, like the previous chapter, I've made some spelling and punctuation corrections, re-worded some sentences, and corrected the Error with Duskmon's attacks, which will soon be done with the other chapters.