Author's Notes: Sorry for the delay. I'm intensely interested in this story of mine. I'm writing ahead and I decided not to post any new episodes for this story until I have the episode of that written and done. Starting from here on to two coming episodes, the action boils up and intensifies, along with the excitement. This episode marks the first appearance of Willis in this story, as well as some new Digimon of mine, which first appear in this story.
Embrace yourself for some drastic surprises, along with some nasty ones, on these coming episodes. Some coming ideas, here and in coming episodes, I was inspired by from other fanfic authors. If any of you read Sealing of Fifth Quadrant, some Digimon here would be familiar, so I plead you to read and review Sealing of Fifth Quadrant. You'll have to truly read it and review its latest episode with honesty, if you want me to continue on with this story.
I won't continue on if you don't review Sealing of Fifth Quadrant. Never mind about the time difference, let's just say that it's possible in this story. On with Sprouts of Darkness.
Spores of Revelation: Sprouts of Darkness
Episode 4: Pentamon's Entrance, Invasion of New York
A scar in the Digital World - With only one way to recover... - A wave formed vortex... - Gaining the legends... - Bonding them with beasts of evolution... - A demon with demonic devices... - Enslaving the Digital World... - An angel appeared from the heavens... - Slaying the demon - No return with a new evil - Sail through the ridge - A musical maniac - Gaining virtues from the ancients - A battle will accrue - The leader returns but only for a moment - A vampire takes over - Beginning a reign of fear - Sprouts of Darkness
Previously on Sprouts of Darkness: Little Moon reporting in. Yes I do reports. My dad and uncle had trouble in the Digi-World, when they arrived at Gennai's underwater house. Adoramon quit her job and went searching for my dad. Imperial Legion came to my dad's and uncle's rescue. A small battle occurred and Forcemon's Hatred Legion was forced to withdraw. Some Neo Garurumon sniffed the scent and arrived on scene with nobody in sight.
Dad met up with uncle Takeru. Dad's copedam situation was getting worse and so dad had to leave in a hurry. My mom and I arrived at where uncle Koushiro and the others were having a picnic, only for uncle Taichi and uncle Takeru to appear. Dad appeared moments later exhausted. On with the conclusion.
-Child of Light. - A voice whispered.
Hikari gasped, opening her eyes. She realized that she was in the cave that was in the Dark Ocean. She felt her pink robe covering her body and her long smooth brown hair was loose. Hikari shivered.
"What? No." Hikari moaned.
-Flower of Light. - The voice whispered.
"What?" Hikari asked.
-Familiar surrounding? - The voice asked.
Hikari sighed, "So if it is?" She demanded.
-Your husband, Young Owl, is having similar dreams, as is the once titled Digimon Emperor. The three of you are being warned. Two invasion fronts. Both are codelimin armies. One front earlier from the other, one in the human world and another in the Digi-World. Forces of Evil have gathered here, deep in the Dark Ocean. The head is still imprisoned, but it won't be long for him to escape. Remember.
-Remember back to your first adventure in the Digi-World. Who was the last you DigiDestined 'thought' -with thought being the keyword- defeated? You, the 'Digimon Emperor' and your husband are to become major roles, as will your two boys. Be warned, you'd be caste out, as well as the 'Digimon Emperor'. Don't you be surprised, if it happens. A new force of evil has come and arisen, first to invade and appear. Tell no one about this.
-Be warned: the time of reckoning is almost here. - The voice explained, whispering.
Hikari blinked, "What? You aren't making any sense."
-Remember... Remember my words... For they may keep you and those you love alive... Remember... - The voice whispered, fading away.
"Wait!" Hikari yelled.
She rushed towards the entrance of the cave, but too soon the environment faded away.
Hikari woke up in cold sweat. The gentle noise of the rain hitting the glass windows was still there. She felt an arm around her shoulder. She looked to her side and saw Young Owl awake and smiling sweetly at her. Hikari lowered her head, closed her eyes and sighed. Her hair was down and free from any ponytails. It was still nighttime outside.
"Tough dream?" Young Owl asked, in a low voice.
Hikari blinked, opened her eyes and stared at her beloved husband.
"You saw it too?" She asked, whispering.
Young Owl nodded, "I did and I woke up a few moments before you." He replied.
"Do you have any idea what it means?" Hikari asked.
Young Owl shrugged, "The voice confused me most of the time. What I'm sure of though is the Ken had this dream also. Remember what the voice said about that? About the 'Digimon Emperor' and stuff?" He asked.
Hikari nodded, "Too well." She replied.
Hikari shivered again and held herself. Young Owl moved closer to Hikari and brought her into his secure embrace. Hikari softly and gently cried on Young Owl bare chest.
"I'm scared." She whispered.
"It's alright. I'm in this with you; you're not alone." Young Owl whispered in Hikari's ear, gently rubbing her hair caringly.
"You promise?" Hikari asked.
"Always." Young Owl replied, whispering.
He gently kissed Hikari on the head. Hikari felt so secure and safe in Young Owl's embrace that she slowly dozed off to sleep. Young Owl stayed awake and put his cheek onto Hikari's head. He consciously wiped the wet tears from Hikari's face.
Dawn was just breaking and F1-17 Golden Destiny was flying high above the weather level atmosphere. He was flying over New York. The U.S. flag was carved on one of the fighter plane's sides with the title 'Golden Destiny' below it. Green strips, vertical in direction, from the tail to the nose. The pilot was the famous Christilan DigiDestined: Willis Oleson. Sitting behind Willis was his copedam: Terriermon. Terriermon had a golden headband around his forehead.
-Complete your reconnaissance and return home Bunny. - The voice from the radio ordered.
"Roger that, over and out." Willis replied, in his fighter plane uniform.
He closed the line.
"I've never thought I'd be flying over New York." Terriermon whispered.
"It's our reconnaissance target. Each time we get a different city." Willis informed.
Terriermon frowned, "I know, but I like shooting down planes in Russian fighter planes in Chechnya or U.S. fighter planes in Afghanistan." He stated.
"Not to mention the Israeli fighter planes in occupied Palestine." Willis grinned.
"Man! Those were the best and my favorite targets!" Terriermon exclaimed.
"Nah. I'd choose Russian fighter planes for myself. Though the Israeli fighter planes never saw it coming." Willis declared.
"No fighter plane saw it coming." Terriermon corrected.
"Aye, you're right there mate." Willis nodded.
Something bleeped on Willis' radar. Willis blinked, glancing at it, turning his head back ahead of him. Willis gasped and his jaw dropped. He quickly wavered his fighter plane around, distancing it from the opening vortex.
"I haven't seen those for so long." Willis whispered, looking behind him.
Terriermon looked behind him also, "Aye. You're correct there." He agreed.
Two other vortexes opened up on either side of the first one. Squads of Stukamon blasted out of the three vortexes, hot on Willis' Golden Destiny Stealth.
Stukamon are half mechanic and half bird. Their chest is metallic, their wings feathered. Their feet are talons but in the middle are singular wheels. The face is metallic, of that of an eagle. Their name is short for Stuka Monster, from the Stuka Dive-Bombers of the Germans in WW2. They are air artillery and they can attack while on the ground.
-Golden Destiny, we see bogies on your tail. Care for backup? - The voice on the radio asked, after Willis opened it.
"Hell yeah and pronto!" Willis urged.
-F1-15s are on their way. - The voice explained.
"Thanks. Over and out." Willis closed the line.
"I think we should land." Terriermon suggested.
"Where?" Willis asked.
Terriermon shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe down on some field." He replied.
Willis looked around below him. From high above he could see some sort of clear field. He pointed towards it.
"I'll land there." He decided.
Terriermon nodded. Willis maneuvered his fighter plane to head downwards towards the clear field. As he was zooming downwards, backup arrived and the F1-15s engaged in air battle with the Stukamon squads. Golden Destiny landed on an opened field in New York. Willis opened the window of his and opened Terriermon's. The two got out of the stealth and looked skywards, with noises of F1-15s fighting Stukamon and losing.
"Recognize them Terriermon?" Willis asked, whispering.
Terriermon narrowed his eyes, trying to get a closer look, but no such luck. He shrugged.
"It seems that they're modern ones, so beats me." Terriermon replied.
Willis sighed, "O.K. Get back in. We'll try to help our friends out." He decided.
He was about to help Terriermon back on the stealth, but some strange codelimin approached them. Terriermon instantly went into the defense.
"What's going on?" Willis inquired.
"Let's not find out." Terriermon whispered back.
Terriermon took his place in front of Willis, protecting him. The Catcher Gramon came in herds towards them. Terriermon readied himself and went for the assault.
He was an exact replica of Greemon, except he was bipedal. He had a purple snout, his feet had four claws on each one, his hands had five claws. His claws come in and out like those of a cat. His body was like a cat's too. He was very flexible and fast. His eyes were orange with light brownish skin, like a lion's. He was totally covered with fur, except for his face, torso and snout. The color of the fur was purple, like purple hair. His tail was black with purple plates on it.
"BUNNY BLASTER!"
Some Catcher Gramon was instantly deleted, but it didn't help in stopping the herds from coming towards them. Terriermon heaved and decided to use another assault.
"TERRIER TORNADO!"
He went out and used his favored assault, sending a few Catcher Gramon flying into the air backwards. While in midair, the codelimin burst into dead data and vaporized into dust. Willis instantly went back into Golden Destiny, while Terriermon held them off as best as he could. Once inside safe and secure, the ground beneath Golden Destiny and Terriermon crumbled, collapsing and taking the fight plane and copedam with it, into the earth.
The ground returned to normal with Golden Destiny and Terriermon vanished. Catcher Gramon herds stopped, realizing what happened to them. They heaved and went on in search for other preys.
A surprisingly gentle bump announced that Golden Destiny reached the bottom. Like when Willis landed on the surface, the stealth's wheels were out. Willis had his safety strips on and so was secure. He took off his fighter pilot clothes and got his weapons out. While looking down, Willis saw a golden crest, with his crest in the center. His eyes widened and he put it in his emergency bag. One of Golden Destiny's windows opened up and Willis got out, with the window closing behind him.
Willis saw Terriermon getting back onto his small feet. Terriermon was a little dazed but other than that, he was fine. Willis triggered his army rifle and approached Terriermon.
"Are you O.K. partner?" Willis asked, kneeling down in front of Terriermon.
Terriermon smiled, staring at Willis' face. He held his thumbs up.
"Just... surviving mate." He replied.
Willis giggled and patted Terriermon's right shoulder. He stood up onto his feet and looked around him for a few moments, with Terriermon getting familiar with the surroundings also. Willis always had his emergency bag with him, and it was currently around his back. It was like a school bag, but with one strap only. Willis was wearing a golden cloak, with hood. For a shirt was a light green shirt and for pants were black jeans.
His shoes were sport shoes and colored black, with green laces. His blonde hair was smooth and combed. His blue eyes pierced the slight darkness of the room. It appeared to be some sort of underground room, with rock as the floor. Above them, the earth's soil was the ceiling and walls around them were also soil. Only the floor was of rock. They and Golden Destiny were the only things in the room. There was only one exit and entrance.
Willis stared at it, kneeling down, taking his emergency bag off and taking his flashlight out. He turned it on, closed his emergency bag and put it back around his back. Willis and Terriermon approached the only entrance, with Willis' light wisely towards the walls, close to the entrance. He had his sword in his sheath around his waist, held by with a black belt. Pass the room they were in, there was torches outside, lightening up the underground base.
Terriermon suddenly stopped and sniffed. Willis noticed and stopped, turning to his copedam. Terriermon sniffed deeply and his eyes instantly widened and his face paled. Willis blinked. Terriermon rushed to one of the walls near the entrance and hid behind it, being beside the door. Willis didn't comment and followed his copedam, turning off his flashlight and hid, hugging the other wall that was beside the entrance.
The two stayed stock still, as the patrol of Bakemon passed by, with a Phantomon in the lead. Once out of sight, Willis sighed.
"Do you know what we got ourselves in to?" Terriermon asked, whispering.
"I guess we're somewhere in this codelimin underground base. We're in the middle of some codelimin invasion of New York." Willis realized, whispering.
Terriermon nodded, "We've got a major role in here. What with those flying things..."
"Golden Destiny analyzed them as Stukamon. I checked." Willis explained.
"... O.K. What with those Stukamon in the air and... What were those codelimin that I was fighting?" Terriermon asked.
"Catcher Gramon." Willis replied.
"... And those Catcher Gramon on the ground, it seems only to be the beginning. We got ourselves into some good position, like behind the invader's lines." Terriermon stated, smiling.
Willis raised his eyebrows, "I guess you're right there. We need to find out who the lead codelimin is and why he's invading New York. We've better be cautious, careful and cunning as best as we can." He whispered.
"I got you there." Terriermon agreed.
Willis poked his head out into the hallway, to see it lit up with torches. He took off his emergency bag, opened it and put his flashlight back in. He took his crest of destiny out and hastily hid it in one of his jeans' pockets, before Terriermon noticed. Willis closed his emergency bag and put it around his back. Willis and Terriermon silently tip toed out of the room and went down the hallway on their toes.
"Milord, we have some terrible news." Coremon announced.
He was with the other leaders in the underwater castle. Everyone was silent and Coremon was anxious of his boss' reaction.
"... What do you bring?" The voice asked.
Coremon heaved, "The human world has been invaded." He started.
Desamon and the others turned to Coremon, their eyes wide.
"I thought I said not to invade it until I walked the land again." The voice reminded.
Coremon shook his head, "Not by any Darko Army, but by some new villain." He explained.
"... Clarify yourself." The voice demanded.
"There was a spy among us a few weeks ago. He had complete access to our plans milord and he knew of it all. I'm Intel and it's my failure sire; for I put him onboard Darko." Coremon lowered his head.
"You're lucky Forcemon; Coremon's failure is more serious than yours." Dragomon grinned.
Forcemon chuckled, "I'd say."
The leaders all laughed, except for Coremon, who had his arms folded.
"SILENCE!" The voice bellowed
The laughing instantly stopped.
"Who is this spy?" The voice asked.
"His name is Pentamon and he has his own Honor Guard and army." Coremon replied.
"Continue. Which location did this Pentamon invade?" The voice asked.
"He's level is migration, but extremely powerful. He was human in origin, but some stone changed him into what he is now. He invaded New York, and it's going down as we speak." Coremon explained.
"... Human." The voice muttered.
"What are we to do sire?" Desamon asked.
"Nothing." The voice rasped.
"What?" Chaos Piedmon asked.
"We would still act on schedule. This is more to our advantage than you all realize. With Pentamon and his goons in the human world, the DigiDestined would have their hands full and won't be able to help in waging war against us in the Digi-World. It makes the task of invading the Digi-World easier." The voice stated.
"... I see what you mean." Daemon nodded.
"There just one thing that needs to change." The voice rasped.
"What's that sire?" Dragomon asked.
"... You." The voice decided.
Dragomon's eyes widened, "What?" He whispered.
"Don't worry; you won't be eliminated. More the opposite actually." The voice explained.
Dragomon blinked, "What do you mean by that sire?" He asked.
"Ever been in mate form ever?" The voice asked.
"I must say I haven't." Dragomon replied, shaking his head.
"... As I suspected." The voice whispered.
... A few moments passed in complete silence. When all of a sudden, a black beam was launched out of the altar: towards Dragomon. Coremon hastily got out of the way. The beam collided with Dragomon and he yelled in sheer agony. Black demonic energy and darkness engulfed him.
"DRAGOMON SHINKA..."
"... LEVIAMON!"
The leaders stared, wide-eyed, at the new demonic evil form. Leviamon had red demonic eyes, in the form of an alligator and with a snout and teeth like a shark's.
"My..." Daemon whispered.
"Now our enemies would truly fear this new Dragomon." Desamon stated.
"The name's Leviamon! You remember that Desamon!" Leviamon snarled.
"Cocky? Aren't we? Now since you have the power of mate." Forcemon grinned.
"I'll grant you power of mate." The voice announced.
"He already is mate sire." Coremon corrected.
The voice growled, "If there's one thing I hate, it's to be corrected by my lieutenants! Keep your mouth zipped Coremon!"
Coremon shuddered, "My apologies sire." He bowed.
"I meant by what I said, that I already granted him power of mate. Don't get me wrong again." The voice hissed.
Coremon shook his head, "I won't jump to conclusions again." He decided.
"Good. Now we are to stay on schedule. Coremon, watch Pentamon's progress in New York. Work as a spy, or send in one of your minions. Have him report to you directly, and only to you. You'd report back to me. Now... dismissed." The voice decided.
The leaders all bowed and marched out of the altar, with Leviamon having some difficulty, but eventually passing through.
Gatomon yawned, coming down the stairs. Hikari was sitting on the couch all dressed up in common day clothes. She looked up, upon hearing Gatomon descending. She grinned.
"Got off the phone with Patamon?" She asked.
Gatomon nodded, her eyes exhausted. She collapsed in a chair, opposite of Hikari.
"That's not the only problem..." Gatomon started.
Hikari raised her eyebrow, "What's this all about?" She asked.
"Patamon kept talking about Innomon... I could swear that he has a crush on her! I don't like it!" Gatomon huffed.
"Like what?" Hikari asked.
"Innomon living with Takeru and his family!" Gatomon growled.
"Would you prefer Innomon living with us?" Hikari asked.
Gatomon shrugged, "Anywhere, but away from Patamon! She's stealing my man!" She moaned.
"You mean your man's heart." Hikari corrected, grinning.
Gatomon hissed, "I mean what I mean!"
Hikari shrugged, "Sure." She smiled.
"Patamon had to get off and thank goodness! Takeru was just waking up." Gatomon commented.
Hikari laughed.
"Hey... Where's Young Owl; Little Moon and Salamon?" Gatomon asked, looking around.
"Young Owl went to work. Little Moon went to school and brought Salamon with him." Hikari replied.
"Oh." Gatomon whispered.
"... Isn't Little Moon's swimming contest coming soon?" Gatomon asked.
Hikari nodded, "Yeah. He mentioned he would go to the Swimming Club close by to train." She replied.
Catherine looked up, noticing Takeru walking downstairs, with his hair still messy. She heard Patamon hang up. Catherine had a fun time eavesdropping on Patamon's calls. Patamon was fine with it and he allowed it.
"I think she's jealous." Patamon whispered.
Both Takeru and Catherine blinked, staring at Patamon.
"Who?" Takeru asked.
"Gatomon." Patamon replied.
Takeru growled, holding his position.
"You talked all night with Gatomon again?" He bellowed.
Patamon shuddered, "Y-Ye-Yes." He replied.
Takeru sighed, "You're killing me with these phone bills." He moaned.
Patamon chuckled, relaxed.
"Jealous of you and Innomon?" Catherine asked, in her French accent.
Patamon nodded, turning his attention to Innomon. She was napping so smugly and contently on the couch.
"Where's Leo?" Takeru asked.
"He went off to school." Catherine replied.
"With Tokomon?" Takeru asked.
"Um..." Catherine paused.
"Yeah. With Tokomon. Tokomon followed him willingly, but Leo doesn't know. He probably found out by now. It seems Tokomon would stay with Leo." Patamon shrugged.
"... I'm literally a mess." Takeru whispered, staring at himself in the living room full size mirror.
"Do you have to go to your office dear?" Catherine asked.
Takeru turned to her and smiled.
"With all the fans and stuff, you know honey." Takeru nodded.
"Not to mention that your book, 'The DigiDestined League', is the bestseller here in Tokyo, if not the whole world." Patamon cheered.
"Yeah. Thanx for having me in it dear." Catherine smiled.
"Of course I put you in it! You... changed my life! Now why wouldn't I put our marriage in it?" Takeru questioned.
Catherine shrugged, "I guess I'd start to hate you if you didn't." She giggled, joking.
Takeru grinned and glanced at the time. He gasped and hurried back upstairs. Catherine and Patamon burst out laughing. Innomon was still peacefully sleeping. She had hung out with Patamon in the home the night before, early though. She wasn't aroused from her slumber, from all the noise. Two days before, Innomon had just started living in the human world with Patamon's DigiDestined and his family.
Koushiro straightened his coat, walking into the living room. Mimi was already up and watching the T.V.
"Hi Meems. Don't you have a cooking show?" Koushiro asked.
"It's broadcasted during the night. I don't need to go early and today is the only day off in the week for me." Mimi replied.
Koushiro sighed, "You're lucky. I don't have any day off!" He groaned.
Meadow and Carl rushed by Koushiro, towards the house's entrance. Both were already dressed and ready for Koushiro to send them to their school. Carl just rushed out and waited outside. Meadow stopped at the entrance, with the door open and turned to her dad.
"Come on dad! We don't want to be late, do we?" She asked, rushing out.
Koushiro shrugged and turned to Mimi. He quickly kissed her on the lips, with Mimi returning it.
"I'll see you when I get back." Koushiro decided, walking out.
Mimi turned around, leaning her arms on the couch's back and smiling.
"Sure thing Kou." She whispered.
"Are you sure about this Tai?" Joy asked.
Taichi looked up from his breakfast. He nodded.
"Ancient Wisemon already approved it. I'll make sure that the humans to settle in the Digi-World are good people." He replied.
Joy sighed, "I don't know. It might have a dramatic effect somehow. Either for the Digimon or for us humans." She worried.
"I'll handle that sort of thing sweaty when it pops up." Taichi smiled.
"So we can't go to the Digi-World anytime soon?" Yamicho asked.
"Not when the people start pouring in. At least when there's a village; town or city that's ours, we'd go back to check it." Taichi decided.
Yamicho blinked, "But before the people start pouring in?" He inquired.
"It's fine to go." Taichi replied.
"YAY!" Yamicho cheered, smiling.
"Are you O.K. down there?" Schreck Gamelin asked.
Yamato carefully shifted around in his astronaut suit. He was in an indoor pool of water, moving around in it. It was part of an astronaut's training.
"I'm fine down here Gamelin." Yamato replied.
Gabumon was on the surface with the rest of Yamato's crew. Yamato was the captain of Lone Werewolves Expedition Team, or L.W. Team. It was previously a teenage band, but the members of the band were now all part of Yamato's crew members. There were five in all, including Yamato and minus Gabumon. Pre-Drummer: Schreck Gamelin has entered into the science track and now is an essential part of the team. He had white, long smooth hair with black eyes.
Pre-Violinist: Nenuphar Turnspit was the latest and last addition to Lone Werewolves band. Now in IT track: Nenuphar is the Electronic Expert of the team, dealing with maintenance and research. He had short; curly brown hair with blue eyes. The only female of the team, pre-flutist: Alicia Vitus, had entered the astrology track and became a well-known astrologist. She's the space researcher of the team. She had long red hair, in a ponytail with blue eyes.
Goloch Frugal: the co-leader and co-guitarist in Lone Werewolves with Yamato. He was now the pilot of any space shuttle that the team was sent in, into space. He has entered engineering and successfully became the pilot. He has spiky black hair with green eyes. Lone Werewolves were a vital team in Tokyo's Space Center. The team was all in the training facility of the center. Nenuphar Turnspit was at some controls, monitoring Yamato's training.
Goloch approached Schreck.
"We went to Mars once and now we need to go again." Goloch sighed.
Schreck stared at Goloch.
"What's the matter with you? I thought you loved being in space and on alien worlds." Schreck commented.
"He does; he's just fooling around with sentences. He successfully made up a conversation." Alicia stated.
"He's right though. Why weren't we ordered to get some samples from the first mission, rather than this coming on?" Nenuphar asked.
"Because it was a test to see if the first try would be successful or not. They didn't want to take any chances." Alicia replied.
"Yeah... But in three days! Darn." Goloch muttered.
"Don't forget in a new spacecraft also." Schreck grinned.
Goloch rolled his eyes, "Oh! I'm so thrilled!" He mocked.
"Hey! What are you Mongols blabbering about up there?" Yamato asked.
Schreck giggled, "Um... Nothing important." He replied.
"We aren't Mongols! We're Japanese!" Goloch corrected.
Alicia burst out laughing.
"And proud to be one." Nenuphar agreed.
Gabumon blinked, glancing from one member to another.
'What are they talking about?' He thought.
Young Owl walked into M.N.R., the branch that was in Sacramento. He walked over to the front counter. Automatically, the manager gave him some apple juice with Young Owl's own specialty: Actonal Omelet. Young Owl sighed. The manager smiled and went on with his work. Actonal Omelet was of Young Owl's creativity. He willingly gave the recipe out to M.N.R., for it to be used around the chain. It was credited back to him of course.
If Young Owl didn't have his breakfast back at home, he would have it here. That's what he was currently doing. He picked up the fork and gently forked some pieces. He put it in his mouth and started chewing when a stranger walked in: he had dark orange hair and pink eyes, covered by shades. It was odd for such a human to have such colors, but not if they were hair dye or contact lenses. He was wearing a purple cloak, covering up his whole body.
The stranger took a seat next to Young Owl.
"Some noodles and cheese please." The stranger requested.
"Right away." The manager nodded.
"... Some noodles and cheese over here!" He yelled into the kitchen.
"Noted!" A voice replied.
"It'll be done in a few moments. Please be patient." The manager requested, turning back to the stranger.
The stranger nodded, "I'll wait." He decided.
The stranger turned to Young Owl. Pretending to just notice and recognize him.
"Hey. You're Dr. Young Owl Tracker: founder and director of Tracker Vet. Am I right?" He asked.
Young Owl raised his eyebrow, "You are?" He replied, turning to the stranger.
"You're one fine modest vet. I'd give you that." The stranger nodded.
"Why? Thanks." Young Owl smiled.
The manager distanced himself, by wiping some glasses. The stranger noticed and leaned in closer towards Young Owl.
"Listen Sinzo. Pentamon has invaded New York and dark forces are gathering up strength in the Dark Ocean." The stranger whispered.
Young Owl blinked, "Excuse me?" He asked.
The manager grabbed the bowl and passed it over to the stranger. The stranger sat up straight and started eating his noodles and cheese, leaving Young Owl confused. Eventually Young Owl continued on with his meal and finished it. He paid for it with the stranger. The manager shook his head.
"On the house. Dai said to let you have what you want for free, or on the house. As long as it's reasonable." The manager refused.
Young Owl raised eyebrow. The manager smiled and gave the two empty plates back into the kitchen.
"This one time only." Young Owl insisted.
"Sure. No more after this. The same goes to your wife; kids and soul-warriors." The manager remembered.
"Such generosity. Thank Dai directly for me, would ya?" Young Owl requested.
"Consider it sent." The manager nodded.
Young Owl and the stranger left M.N.R. together, just as the business started to heat up.
"What's the status?" Pentamon asked.
Ben Argolans had a young orphan life and a stone of legend gave him the power to turn into Pentamon. Since he had evil intentions, Pentamon's form was chosen for him. Ben Argolans found the stone while he was young and an orphan, it stayed with him all his life, but he didn't need it anymore. Unknown to Ben, Pentamon was an evil Codelimin, which was slaughtered by some angel Codelimin. Ben raised an evil Codelimin army, naming it Penta's Army.
He found out about Apocalymon and Darko's invasion plan for the Digital World, and later for the Human World. He decided to invade the human world, while he still had the chance. New York was his first choice. All over Pentamon's body, his skin was burned flesh. It strangely didn't have the stench of rotten flesh. Pentamon had purple armor around his body; he had a helmet, like those of medieval times. He had chest armor; hand armor and armor on his joints.
The shape of a pentagon was outlined in silver on the helmet's forehead. His eyes were the same as Ben's. He didn't have any hair. A purple bat wing was connected to his spinal cord, on his back. His name stands for Pentagon Monster. He was in the control room in his underground base, beneath New York.
"Everything is swell Lord Pentamon." Hagurumon replied.
"It's more than that." Gazimon stated.
"What do you mean?" Pentamon asked.
Gazimon grinned, turning towards Pentamon.
"New York is ours!" He cheered.
COMING UP!
"Brother!"
"NO!"
"It's still here."
... AND MORE! EPISODE 5: CREST OF MYTHS
Separated - The leader's return unites them once again - Clash with the vampire - Return home - The search for the eighth has begun - The eighth located with a stunning surprise - The vampire is slain by a second angel - Battling the Dark Masters of Darkness - Learning the trueness of their virtues - Departing the Digital World - Leaving their beasts of evolution behind - A new era has yet to come - Decades - A new foe like none faced before - Powerful new members enter the picture - The sprouts of darkness have yet to dominate
Author's Notes: I came up with a contest idea, but one I'm not going to compete in. I'll be the judge if that's fine with the rest. The idea is to have write a Digimon story and have the hero or your favorite character die in it, but not to appear again continuing on with the story until the end. If it's too harsh, then don't compete. If no one wants to compete, I'll forget about the idea. If you want to compete, say so in your review, yes or no directly. See ya all in my fifth episode. Salam!