Road Back Home – chapter 1
This is a present for my best buddies, blackmage718 and Athena1999.
You can say it's like a 'come-back' present since I lost my muse for 'The Rise and Fall' and came up with this instead. Hope you all like it! D
Summary: A Digimon scientist from the Real World gets sucked into her own laptop without having the knowledge of HOW she did it. Now she's stuck in the Digital World, weaponless, helpless, practically useless and she wants to go home. Question is, HOW?
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! XD
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-Log, Day 1-
"My name is Isis Archangel; don't laugh at my name, please. Anyway, I find myself sucked into my own laptop just exactly five minutes ago, while I was making a research of Virus and Data-type Digimon," The purple-haired woman looked around the strange world she was in as it was so... un-Japan-like. It looked like a highly-mechanical, bigger and better version of Hawaii. Wires sprouted out of several parts of the ground and there was even electricity running through the trees!
Isis scratched her head, "As I was saying, formalities aside, I'm lost on some God-forsaken little island with God-knows-what living on it, I'm completely armless save my mechanical pencil in my pocket and I have a 99 success rate to just die here, on day 1! Argh! I'm only 19! I deserve a better life than this screwed-up one!" she snapped her electronic log book close and shoved it into her pocket and kicked a nearby pebble as far as she could. As her luck may have it, the innocent little pebble hit a Tyrannomon that was camouflaged in between some red patched of flowers; apparently he was sleeping until the pebble hit him squarely in the back of the head.
"...Oops...?" Isis said innocently, just noticing the huge red dinosaur in the flower patch. However, a small little whack in the head was all the dinosaur needed to just turn around and maul her in a fit of rage. Before she knew it, she found herself sprinting down the dirt path, screaming like a mad woman at the top of her lungs with the Tyrannomon roaring angrily, hot on her track.
"WHY ME? GOD, I HATE MY LIFE!" she shrieked while sprinting, miraculously evading any obstacle that came her way. One of the obstacles, she didn't see. It was a huge hole in the ground, big and deep enough to trap a Tyrannomon. She just HAD to fall in. The red dinosaur skidded to a halt in front of the hole, where he was pretty sure she fell in.
Inside, Isis hadn't really just fallen down and broke her neck. She stopped falling midway as she was caught in mid-air by a strong arm. She looked down, where a clawed hand was holding her at her centre of gravity and she thanked God for getting her a savior in her time of need.
Hey, wait a minute. Claws? She looked sideways, but couldn't get a good enough view of her 'hero' as he pulled her towards her, almost like he was hugging her with one arm, "Hang on tight," he could hear him murmur in her ear gruffly.
She did as she was told and with a mighty burst of energy; the stranger and she were in the air. And without her noticing, her savior's arms were no longer around her waist and so, she was flying, in mid-air. She shrieked when she saw how high up they both were. However, the click of a gun managed to shut her up when she saw the back of her lifesaver's head. He was a tough-built blonde man, all clad in black, she noticed. Two guns were in his hands, aimed at the red dinosaur below them.
Something solid and metallic wrapped around her waist this time as the man opened fire. It didn't take more than 20 shots to make sure the Tyrannomon was down for the count. She was surprised at how good the man was with his guns! She wondered if the same thing happened to him. Did he also get sucked into this world via his computer screen?
They landed not long after that and Isis looked down at her waist. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers when she saw that the metallic thing around her was in fact, attached to the man standing in front of her! It was his tail!
"Hey, you okay?" the man asked, turning around and releasing her of his tail. Her face turned as white a sheet of paper when she saw him; he wasn't human! His skin had a blue tint to it; he had three eyes, two where our eyes would go and one more on his forehead. A mask covered the upper half of his face, but it didn't cover his spiky blonde hair. He was clad in black all over, save for some metal plates on several parts of his attire and the white fluffy collar of his bomber jacket. He looked surprised too when he got a good look at her.
"You're..." they both started, lifting one hand to point at each other,
"A DIGIMON/HUMAN!" The two said simultaneously before realizing that they seemed to be on the same wavelength.
The Digimon scratched the back of his head and started pacing, "Dang... and here I was, thinking I'd saved a Rosemon or something... Obviously, I was wrong! Argh... I can't begin to imagine what they'd say about me..." he doubled over, squatting with his head as close as it would go to his knees both hands on either sides of his head and his tail lashing about like a cat would when it felt annoyed.
As Isis watched, she could tell this Digimon had quite a reputation around these parts. Hey, wait another minute. This Digimon looked familiar... she's seen him before in one of her data sheets! He's one of the Mega-leveled Virus Digimon! Now what was he called again...? Bubblemon? Beemon? As she was struggling with his name, he noticed this and saved her the trouble,
"I'm Beelzemon. A bounty hunter. Who're you and what are you doing here?" he stood up to his full height and took out one of his two guns, aiming it in her face in case she became a threat. You never know what a human can do to a Digimon, so better be on your guard, right?
Isis eyed the gun and gulped, "I'm Isis Archangel. I'm a Digimon researcher from America. I came to Japan because I was offered a job at the..."
"Whoa, hold it right there! What in the friggin' world is 'Japan' or 'America' for that matter? Are those Digimon?" the biker asked, not once did he lower his gun.
Isis sighed, "No, it's not a Digimon. It's a country. Before that, where am I? I got lost here before I met that overgrown lizard."
"It's called a Tyrannomon and he was my prey. You decided to bust my trap by luring him over here and falling in the trap yourself."
"You haven't answered my question."
"Shut up, woman!" he cried, cocking his gun. It worked like a charm, "Anyway, I'll answer your question, if it'll shut you up. This is File Island. And this place where we Digimon live is called the Digital World."
"Digital World...? This is interesting..." Isis pulled her electronic log book out and started recording the things he just told her. Since there was no such thing as an electronic log book in the Digital World, Beelzemon got curious and inched closer,
"What the heck's that?" he motioned to the little pocket-sized device with his gun.
"It's called an electronic log book where I'm from. It helps me record important things so I don't forget. And, please, I'm armless and completely harmless; put your gun away."
Beelzemon reluctantly complied and returned his weapon to its holster. Still, he eyed the woman's actions carefully, almost expecting her to sprout wings and fly away or shoot laser beams out of her eyes. Suddenly, the ground shook and both of them were thrown off balance. The mountain nearby, which was conveniently a volcano, started rumbling and plumes of smoke were emitted from the top of the cone.
The biker whistled loudly and in a matter of seconds, the sound of a loud revving engine could be heard and in the blink of an eye, a large black motorcycle was in sight, skidding to a halt right in front of its owner. He climbed on and was going to ride off towards the volcano when Isis called out to him,
"Hey wait! What about me?"
"Exactly WHAT can you do? You'll just get in my way so just sit tight, get eaten by a Tuskmon or something!" he hollered at her, revving his engines again.
Isis didn't like the idea one bit. She wracked her brains for a reason for him to take her with him and found one, "I can help you achieve a stronger form!"
The biker stopped revving his engine and turned to look at her, "...What?"
For once, she was glad she studied the Virus Digimon, "Beelzemons can achieve two forms, the form you are in now and a stronger form known as the Blast Mode!"
This caught his attention. Beelzemons do crave power by nature and this Beelzemon was no exception. He got off his vehicle, picked Isis up with one arm and went back to his vehicle, "Think you can do that now?"
Isis was taken aback; she didn't really think about that... "Of-Of course not! I need to be in a lab!"
Beelzemon cursed under his breath, "Once we're done with the Meramon in the volcano, you're gonna do what you said you would!" he said out loud, wrapping his tail around her waist once more so she won't fall over and sped off towards the volcano.
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What do you guys think? Will she be able to? I don't have the answer. P
Anyway, this story will be a pretty fresh start for me. I've been wanting to do something like this one for the longest time; just a Digimon without an owner for the main character and a helpless human stuck smack in the middle of all this. You can say this is a fic to atone for me losing my muse for my other fic...
If you like the opening for this story, do review and tell me what you think; if you've got any request scenes, you can just type down your suggestions in your reviews.
I'll be waiting!
TyrantFlame