Camera: I don't own digimon and so far the only thing I own is this story and Darkknightmon. Sit back and hope you enjoy my first fanfic. Read and review please.
"Talking"; 'Thinking'
A Journey of the Reluctant Dragon
Chapter 1
In the Digital World's great forest
Twigs snapped and trees rustled as a flamedramon ran through a dark forest. Blood ran down both his arms as they swayed lifelessly in the midst of dashed away from his pursuers. A loud group of digimon led by a Beelzemon, trampled through the trees following a thick trail of blood leading straight to the dragon.
"Quick, kill him before he escapes!" Beelzemon roared to the digimon behind him.
He then pulled out his right gun and fired three shots at Flamedramon.
The bullets ripped through the air as two bullets flew by his head and the third hit the back of his chest armor sending him crashing into a clearing in the middle of the forest.
The group of digimon surrounded him in no time. Unable to use his arms Flamedramon rolled to the back of his neck and kicked with his powerful legs into the air sending him to his feet, Beelzemon grinned evilly as he looked upon the battered digimon.
"HaHaHa, you have no place to run, you can't use your arms, and you're outnumbered! We're going to kill you and take back the power you stole from us! Now, bring me his data!"
Three digimon ran from the group to kill him.
"Dumb basterd!" Flamedramon snarled.
Despite the wounds he carried, Flamedramon easily maneuvered past them, and took them down. A loud thud was heard as all three fell. In the clearing of the forest, the moon shined down upon the bewildered digimon.
"Tch, A meramon, monochromon, and a darkknightmon? I've lost the use of my arms but don't underestimate me if you plan on staying alive."
"Grrrr. Wipe that smile off your face!" The armored knight brought out both his swords and charged at him.
"Hm, damn fool." Flamedramon bit down on darkknightmon's wrist and flipped him on his back.
Darkknightmon looked at his wrist in disgust and fear. It was bent and blood was washing over it. He got up to see Flamedramon gripping one of his swords by the hilt and the other sword was crushed beneath his right foot.
The dragon used the sword and sliced open darkknightmon's armor and chest. The digimon and his swords dissipated into data. Everyone watched as they saw Beelzemon absorbed Darkknightmon's data.
"You're pretty cocky for a lucky Mon, but you still don't stand a chance against me!" Beelzemon said as the last of the data disappeared.
Flamedramon dashed behind a giant tree in the center of the clearing. Beelzemon pulled out his blasters and started firing at the tree.
Unknown from them there was a shadow watching the event takes place from the woods. After a barrage of bullets the giant tree collapsed, there was a slight pause as the smoke cleared. When the smoke settled, Beelzemon frowned as nobody was in the craters made by Double Impact.
"Sir, a trail of blood leads from the base of the tree to the opposite side of the field."
"Huh?" A little bat flew to Beelzemon and started screeching at him.
"Hmm, I don't need to keep chasing him. He's no fun all busted up." The bat frowned, "Tell that bloodsucker you call a boss that I'm heading home and I'll fight him if he ever comes back." With that the bat flew off into the sky.
Deeper in the forest where the trees stood so tall that the sky wasn't visible to Flamedramon's eyes
'Damn, someone's following me. Is it one of Beelzemon's gang?'
Flamedramon stumbled further into the forest with the blue of his scales running with blood.
'If I don't get help now I really am going to die.'
Flamedramon sat down at the base of one of the lofty trees. His breath was heavy as he tried to watch the swift shadow's movements as they drew near while being careful to keep a good distance away. Just out of view, one of the shadows placed its palm on a nearby tree as the luring darkness of sleep enveloped him.
In Flamedramon's mind…
Flamedramon scanned the area around him seeing nothing but white everywhere. "Oh this is just great, I'm dead!" WHACK
"Aah, WHAT THE HELL!" Flamedramon spun around to face his current annoyance.
"Alright, who just struck me at the back of my---", however he was greeted with a short old man with a paw staff. "Uhh? A Jijimon?"
"HoHoHo. Well you certainly not one of the brightest digimon we've called out to."
"What did you say old fart?" Flamedramon was clenching his fist as his helmet caught on fire.
"So rude too. I remember back in the old days, everyone was a lot nicer then. Ah yes, and there was Babamon the love of my life. That gal got my heart burning since the day I laid my eyes on her."
'I'll burn the rest of this geezer if I don't get out of here soon.' Flamedramon thought as he growled.
The elder continued talking as Flamedramon stared wondering whether to be angry or confused.
"What's with you, and do you know were I am?"
"Now back to business. Flamedramon this is a message given to you in your sleep."
"So I'm not dead." He said with a sigh of relief.
"Yes."
"Then, is my body safe?"
"Not going to tell you. Anyways here's a token to help you out with your newfound…potential." Flamedramon raised an eyebrow.
"Well time for you to wake up now." At the end of his sentence the elder tapped his staff on the ground.
Flamedramon awoke face up in a bed with his stomach and arms wrapped in bandages. The first thing he noticed was that he could use his arms once again.
Pushing himself to an upright position, pain surged through his arms.
"Hmph. I guess I forgot all about the pain during the battle. Wait! Where's my mask and armor?"
As he searched the rims of the bed, he paused to hear a faint giggle. His eyes shifted to a figure sitting in a wooden chair at the corner of the room.
Stepping into the light the figure talked with a female voice, "Wow. I didn't know flamedramon freak out without their armor."
The digimon was a yellow fox with white fur on her chest, hands, legs, the tip of her ears, and bushy tail. She had two purple gloves embedded with the yinyang.
She also wore a loose collar around her neck. As Flamedramon examined her and his new robe-like attire, Renamon blushed thinking, 'I wonder how he'll react if he found out that I was the one who undressed him and changed his clothes?'
Flamedramon averted his attention back to the fox, "Wow, a Renamon. I've only heard about them in tales."
"Seeing an armor type is a first for me two."
"So where am I?"
Renamon cheerfully smiled, "You're the first digimon that's not part of my digivolution to step in Grandma Taomon's village, or at least be dragged into it in a blood mess. It's a hidden village in the great forest."
"Do you know were my armor is?"
And with that Renamon fazed out of the room. Flamedramon got out of bed and stretched his arms and legs noticing that in the short amount of time he spent talking to Renamon, his wounds barely ache anymore.
Flamedramon walked over to the mirror on the far side of the room. It was uncomfortable for him not knowing where he is and being there without his mask.
Renamon fazed back into the rooms with her palm on the pile of armor and straps.
"Hi Flamedramon! Hope you didn't miss me will I was gone. Hurry we have to meet Grandma Taomon soon."
"Thanks, I'll change now."
Renamon then fazed out as Flamedramon placed his mask on. As he reached for the rest, he paused to stare at the chair. "Do all Renamon sneak around?"
Renamon appeared on the chair embarrassed. "Aww. How did you know I was there?"
Ignoring the question Flamedramon turned to look at the armor asking her in a serious tone, "Do you know where's my gauntlets?"
"Follow me out side when you're done." She then walked out the door only pausing to look at the blue dragon.
A few minutes later Flamedramon walked out of the house in his bright, luminous fire armor and jet black straps wrapped around his arms. Renamon looked at his revealed human-looking hands. Renamon stepped from the side of the door to grab Flamedramon's arm.
She then guided him through the village made out of wood and leaves. As they walked along Flamedramon noticed that all eyes were staring at him. Some Renamons watched in envy as his guide clutched to his arms
Flamedramon and Renamon reached the steps of the biggest structure in the village.
Two Kyubimons guarded the gate, as Renamon nodded to them. They stepped aside and the doors flung open to a huge cathedral.
"Alright Flamedramon, I'll only be able to go further if I'm called."
The doors slammed shut as he entered the building. All three foxes put an ear to the door when it closed.
Inside Flamedramon saw columns to the left and right of the walls, the whole inside looked like the grand hall to a castle. At the end was the Taomon sitting on a chair.
The Taomon was too distracted to notice a blue dragon standing at the other end of the hall.
What caught Flamedramon's attention was that the Taomon had one of his gauntlets in her hand and the other rested by her foot. The taomon was pulling out everything stored in the gauntlets.
"Hey! What the hell do you think your doing searching through my stuff?" A vein popped up on his head and Flamedramon's helmet caught on fire as he spoke.
The taomon glanced at the angry dragon with confusion. She quickly came to realize why he was yelling at her and placed the CD player she was holding beside her throne and the gauntlets by her feet.
She then cleared her throat and sat up straight, "Welcome!" she said in a gleeful smile.
"I'm Taomon leader of the village in the Great Forest. If you're confused about anything ask it now and get it over with."
Flamedramon was about to talk when Taomon cut in, "Alright enough questions. It's time you realized why your hear."
Flamedramon's eye twitched not knowing how someone like this could ever gain this status in a community. "What do you mean why I'm hear? You girls treated me back to health right?"
Taomon's face switched to a serious stare, "Flamedramon." The dragon calmed down to listen to her.
"You have been chosen by Zhuqiamon, one of the four sovereigns, to defend his region from a growing threat which is endangering the lives of the digimon. All elders and sovereigns know what you stole from Beelzemon and his gang. As well as the enemy"
Flamedramon muttered a curse under his breath.
"You stole their version of the x-antibodies. Thing is you didn't mutate into an x-digimon, but in some twist of fate, it allowed you to become stronger than you can imagine." She smiled
"Now what could possible drive you to steal something like that?" She said with a sly grin.
Flamedramon turned his eyes away from her sayings, "My business is my own. It has nothing to with you."
"In any case your power can grow beyond its normal limits. With this, your job is to find any elders left. Each elder digimon will help you significantly in your journey. But with someone like you I don't know if we're better of without you."
"Hey, What kind of digimon do you think I am?" Just as he finished, Taomon pulled out a dirty magazine from his gauntlet. A sweat drop fell down both their faces.
"I thought I told you to stop looking through other peoples stuff!"
Ignoring him, Taomon announces, "Oh I forgot, as the first elder you've stumbled upon I'm supposed to help you!"
Clueless of what she was going to do, he watched her hop of her throne and causally walk up to him thinking with uncertainty, 'How is she an elder when she is one of the most immature and kleptomaniac digimon I've ever met.'
Taomon stopped one foot away from the impatient dragon. In one swift motion, she took of his helmet and tried to grab his head.
"What the? HEY!" Flamedramon grabbed her wrist and stopped her; "Warn me before you do something like that!"
"What are you freaking out about?" Taomon was pushing Flamedramon back little by little.
"You tore of my mask! How the hell did you become a village chief like this?" A vein popped up on Taomon head.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" Taomon flipped Flamedramon over her shoulder and slammed him down on his back, "If you really feel so uncomfortable. I know what can help you. Renamon!"
The fox with the collar appeared noticing Taomon sitting on Flamedramon's stomach as she asked, "Grandma?"
"Take off your clothes."
"WHAT!" they both yelled. Renamon's face blushed a deep red.
The two Kyubimon burst into the room, "Taomon what's going on-AHH!" They screamed seeing Renamon halfway taking off her gloves and collar. Moreover, Taomon was sitting on Flamedramon and holding his wrist to the floor.
"We're sorry! We didn't know you three were doing this!"
Both Kyubimons raced out the door with lightning speed and Taomon started laughing.
Renamon frantically put what clothes she had taken off back on. "Oh no, they think I was…What if they tell everyone!"
"Don't worry in all the confusion I slipped Flamedramon some of my power, and I'll set everything straight with them."
Flamedramon got up, and started rubbing a burn mark on his head.
Noticing Taomon searching the rims of his helmet, he quickly snatched it back and placed it on his head. "You do that just to tick me off don't you?"
With a wide smile, her answer was yes. Her smile faded as she began to speak.
"Flamedramon, the sovereigns are considered the rulers of this world, each watch over their own territory. The directly under them in rank are the elders, digimon who work for them and in return are given more abilities and privileges to do what we can to keep peace in our own region and help this world. Zhuqaimon chose you, for your actions, to find any elders you can, each will give you new strength and abilities by unlocking one of the seven Hazard gates."
"I don't even know what you're talking about."
Both foxes sighed with a sweat drop on their head.
"Flamedramon, the seven Hazard gates were created to make sure a digimon could not become too powerful for his or her current digivolution."
"However, There has been one other thing that can weaken or even break the gates."
"The x-antibody, right?"
"Yes." Taomon butted in. "There has been one other who has gone through this, but that's not all that important." She said nonchalantly.
Taomon transported them to the gate of the village.
"I only know the location of one other elder and that's a Seraphimon that lives in the Angel Sanctuary."
Flamedramon spoke with a curious tone. "Quest aside, Renamon's are pretty rare so there are many rumors, like the hidden village, but there is one rumor that I need to know."
"What is it?"
Flamedramon signaled Taomon to come closer. Taomon leaned to him as Flamedramon whispered in her ear.
Renamon watched curiously to what they were Flamedramon was saying.
Taomon's face turned a red hue as the fox raised her hand and slapped him.
"Oww! You could have just said that's not true."
"I know, but slapping you felt like the right thing to do."
"What did you ask?" Renamon asked.
"Your to young, and, where's my gauntlets!"
Taomon pulled out his gauntlets from her giant sleeves, "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
The large doors open to reveal the grasslands west of the forest; the fox magic allowed them a direct way out of the forest.
"Well, I'm outta here."
Renamon appeared in front of him. "I'm going with you!"
"What! No way, ask your grandma."
She glanced over to Taomon which she just nodded her head
"Yessss! I'm going too!"
"Hold on, don't I have a say in this too?"
Both of them gave Flamedramon a death glare that would follow anyone until the day they die.
"Bye!" Renamon waved her out stretched hand, and Flamedramon muttered every curse word he knew under his breath, as they walked off together.
Unknowing to them a dark figure watched them through a floating orb.
In the dark room the figure leaned to one side of his chair, and supported his head on is fist. The doors flung open violently on the other side of the room as Beelzemon stepped through roaring, "Myotismon!"
Camera: All corrections are done, I think. Thanks for reading!