The Remains of Heaven
Chapter One
The Dark Tide Changes
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. This is purely for entertainment purposes and I do not wish to infringe on copyright law.
His legs pounded hard on the concrete. He barely had time to change into his usual repertoire. The muscles burned, especially after ninety minutes of running around. He still went on. He knew little about the dark waters he had witnessed before, but he knew they were unpredictable.
"What a match! And of course the best player out had to be Ken!" Yolei announced. There were no protests, nobody there wanted to be caught that argument.
"Sure, but hey, Davis got the winning goal, and it was a good strike too," Cody added. The other three digi-destined sat around a table, an assortment of drinks there.
Kari laughed silently seeing another outburst from Yolei and stared into her soda as she took her sip. The coldness ran straight down her throat. It plunged to her stomach and caused a tingling sensation.
She turned back to the conversation still trembling a little. She ignored them again. The coldness had slowly started to spread. It crept up her spine at first, ever so subtly. Though it appeared that upon its discovery, it made no attempt to hide and rushed through her skin. Attacking her mind instantly.
He eyes closed and she swooned minutely. Snapping awake a voice was left in her ears, a slow voice that was shrill whispered her name. She looked over her shoulder, nothing there. She felt her temperature rise to normal again.
"Kari!" Her neck snapped back again. She looked at the other three, looking to her.
"Huh?"
"What were you looking at?" Kari still looked a little confused. Quickly to make an excuse.
"Oh, I thought I heard Ken and Davis coming."
"This early?"
"That's why I thought it was strange." She turned back to them fully, shaking off the events that had just occurred.
'It has worked, my touch can once again reach that plane of existence,' black and nothing else. 'The light will be destroyed.' Shadows shifted and remained black. 'Nothing else will get in my way!' Its telepathic voice screamed across miles. There was movement around his feet. As those around squirmed from the pain.
"Master! Mercy!" cries came. "The other child! He must be stopped too!"
"What other child?"
"The one who uses the angel! He hath powers not to be underestimated," amazing how that single voice could carry so loud, let alone manage the entire sentence.
"The Hopeful one? He'll not get in the way," the master told himself. A small glimmer of gray moved around, allowing less shadow, to reveal a surface of slime, and then disappeared again.
Numbers flickered, unwatched. Data reformed under layers of other information, so hidden. This was not an accident; the single numbers formed into single bytes and didn't stop. Like human cells they spawned over and over, sometimes replicating, other times forming together to form more complicated strands. Still unnoticed by anyone, this was a clear act of intelligence.
Not just any intelligence, one formed consciousness, acting purposely to not be found. They fused together and shot into another layer, or another world. Somewhere distant in the digital world a flash of light exploded and then disappeared immediately. There, within the shelter of mountains he finally stood.
'Strange notion,' he told himself. He had legs, it was definitely new to him, having always floated in his former levels, or crawled. They were large and powerful. Metallic, and definitely humanoid. His form was poised as if to pounce, but he had no intention of doing so. His body was greatly increased in size. Muscular shaped, though it was not needed, his robotic form had all the strength he needed, but that left space for improvement. The surface was faultless.
Arms much lower now, again, rounded and muscular, the size of boulders, each segment. They ended in claw like hands, which partly showed flesh. This was an android. The skin seemed tender and vulnerable, a soft pink in color. Red ran around in circles, and curved lines, showing veins.
The head was so clearly distinguishable. It was tiny, like his former presence was implanted onto the body. A glass dome covered the open brain of this digimon, a cruel grin still showing over the metal face. One eye plated in chrome, one eye left uncovered, again showing flesh.
Ever since he was sucked into oblivion with Etemon, who somehow left the void, leaving him gutted and pride dented as if his intelligence was inferior, he yearned for another chance of vengeance, and he had finally he had returned. Further evolved.
Cyberdatamon had come to the digital world. He couldn't wait for his chance to return to his deeds.
'No, one thing remains. She must be mine,' he shook himself. What made him think that? He didn't even know who he was talking about. He only knew that face and a glimpse of short brown hair. Instinctively he dug his claws into the earth, which instantly turned black around him, shots of green whipping by. He could access any information this way and looked for a face. He looked for answers.
"There you guys are!" Davis shouted, coming to a sudden halt, his lungs hurt and his entire body killed him. He couldn't talk again, his throat was dry.
"Davis? What's the rush?" T.K looked over the table. Davis took forever to catch his breath.
"It's Ken," breath. "He," breath. "He saw," another breath.
"Spit it out Davis!" Yolei burst out. Davis took a step back and held his arms out in defense.
"The dark ocean, I think!" He took another breath while the others gasped. "We were taking a shower and Ken just screamed. The water was almost black, I saw it." T.K looked at Kari. She never saw this, but just bowed her head and bit her lip.
"Kari?" he asked. "Have you been feeling it too?" She shook her head.
"No, I'm just worried a little, that's all."
"This dark ocean, we haven't heard a bite out of it in years, or the digital world for that matter, why now?" Cody asked. T.K shrugged.
"Waiting for a good time to strike?"
"Maybe it would be a good idea for someone to be with Kari at all times, just to make sure," Cody started.
"I'm sure I can manage that," T.K said beaming at Kari. Davis sat the other side of her.
"Twenty four hours? Please, T.T, 'we'll' manage that."
"I hope you mean all of us, Davis," Yolei almost growled. The argument was stopped.
"Davis? What about Ken?" Davis' eyes widened.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. This is purely for entertainment purposes and I do not wish to infringe on copyright law.
His legs pounded hard on the concrete. He barely had time to change into his usual repertoire. The muscles burned, especially after ninety minutes of running around. He still went on. He knew little about the dark waters he had witnessed before, but he knew they were unpredictable.
"What a match! And of course the best player out had to be Ken!" Yolei announced. There were no protests, nobody there wanted to be caught that argument.
"Sure, but hey, Davis got the winning goal, and it was a good strike too," Cody added. The other three digi-destined sat around a table, an assortment of drinks there.
Kari laughed silently seeing another outburst from Yolei and stared into her soda as she took her sip. The coldness ran straight down her throat. It plunged to her stomach and caused a tingling sensation.
She turned back to the conversation still trembling a little. She ignored them again. The coldness had slowly started to spread. It crept up her spine at first, ever so subtly. Though it appeared that upon its discovery, it made no attempt to hide and rushed through her skin. Attacking her mind instantly.
He eyes closed and she swooned minutely. Snapping awake a voice was left in her ears, a slow voice that was shrill whispered her name. She looked over her shoulder, nothing there. She felt her temperature rise to normal again.
"Kari!" Her neck snapped back again. She looked at the other three, looking to her.
"Huh?"
"What were you looking at?" Kari still looked a little confused. Quickly to make an excuse.
"Oh, I thought I heard Ken and Davis coming."
"This early?"
"That's why I thought it was strange." She turned back to them fully, shaking off the events that had just occurred.
'It has worked, my touch can once again reach that plane of existence,' black and nothing else. 'The light will be destroyed.' Shadows shifted and remained black. 'Nothing else will get in my way!' Its telepathic voice screamed across miles. There was movement around his feet. As those around squirmed from the pain.
"Master! Mercy!" cries came. "The other child! He must be stopped too!"
"What other child?"
"The one who uses the angel! He hath powers not to be underestimated," amazing how that single voice could carry so loud, let alone manage the entire sentence.
"The Hopeful one? He'll not get in the way," the master told himself. A small glimmer of gray moved around, allowing less shadow, to reveal a surface of slime, and then disappeared again.
Numbers flickered, unwatched. Data reformed under layers of other information, so hidden. This was not an accident; the single numbers formed into single bytes and didn't stop. Like human cells they spawned over and over, sometimes replicating, other times forming together to form more complicated strands. Still unnoticed by anyone, this was a clear act of intelligence.
Not just any intelligence, one formed consciousness, acting purposely to not be found. They fused together and shot into another layer, or another world. Somewhere distant in the digital world a flash of light exploded and then disappeared immediately. There, within the shelter of mountains he finally stood.
'Strange notion,' he told himself. He had legs, it was definitely new to him, having always floated in his former levels, or crawled. They were large and powerful. Metallic, and definitely humanoid. His form was poised as if to pounce, but he had no intention of doing so. His body was greatly increased in size. Muscular shaped, though it was not needed, his robotic form had all the strength he needed, but that left space for improvement. The surface was faultless.
Arms much lower now, again, rounded and muscular, the size of boulders, each segment. They ended in claw like hands, which partly showed flesh. This was an android. The skin seemed tender and vulnerable, a soft pink in color. Red ran around in circles, and curved lines, showing veins.
The head was so clearly distinguishable. It was tiny, like his former presence was implanted onto the body. A glass dome covered the open brain of this digimon, a cruel grin still showing over the metal face. One eye plated in chrome, one eye left uncovered, again showing flesh.
Ever since he was sucked into oblivion with Etemon, who somehow left the void, leaving him gutted and pride dented as if his intelligence was inferior, he yearned for another chance of vengeance, and he had finally he had returned. Further evolved.
Cyberdatamon had come to the digital world. He couldn't wait for his chance to return to his deeds.
'No, one thing remains. She must be mine,' he shook himself. What made him think that? He didn't even know who he was talking about. He only knew that face and a glimpse of short brown hair. Instinctively he dug his claws into the earth, which instantly turned black around him, shots of green whipping by. He could access any information this way and looked for a face. He looked for answers.
"There you guys are!" Davis shouted, coming to a sudden halt, his lungs hurt and his entire body killed him. He couldn't talk again, his throat was dry.
"Davis? What's the rush?" T.K looked over the table. Davis took forever to catch his breath.
"It's Ken," breath. "He," breath. "He saw," another breath.
"Spit it out Davis!" Yolei burst out. Davis took a step back and held his arms out in defense.
"The dark ocean, I think!" He took another breath while the others gasped. "We were taking a shower and Ken just screamed. The water was almost black, I saw it." T.K looked at Kari. She never saw this, but just bowed her head and bit her lip.
"Kari?" he asked. "Have you been feeling it too?" She shook her head.
"No, I'm just worried a little, that's all."
"This dark ocean, we haven't heard a bite out of it in years, or the digital world for that matter, why now?" Cody asked. T.K shrugged.
"Waiting for a good time to strike?"
"Maybe it would be a good idea for someone to be with Kari at all times, just to make sure," Cody started.
"I'm sure I can manage that," T.K said beaming at Kari. Davis sat the other side of her.
"Twenty four hours? Please, T.T, 'we'll' manage that."
"I hope you mean all of us, Davis," Yolei almost growled. The argument was stopped.
"Davis? What about Ken?" Davis' eyes widened.