The Digidestined began their travels through the Digital World. They thanked Elecmon for all of his hospitality first, and packed some food.
"You should probably head out for the village beyond the forest!" Elecmon told them. "There isn't much corruption there; you can rest." After saying their goodbyes, the Digidestined went on their way, through the forest.
"So, Jaren." Stefan said. "What's up?"
"Nothing much." Jaren said without looking at Stefan, his eyes still steadfastly looking through the foliage. Stefan knew his friend well; something was troubling him.
"What's up? Really." Stefan asked again. Jaren continued walking in silence, and then answered him.
"This world is really pissing me off. First, we get swept here from our computer lab unexpectedly. Next, we get attacked by a dinosaur. Third, I couldn't do SQUAT about it. And now, I have no freaking idea where we're going! I'm totally lost!" Jaren sat down and began to cry. Stefan walked over.
"Cheer up." He said smiling. "We'll take a little break for now. Guys!" This time shouting, directing the rest of the group over to his voice. "Let's rest for a minute, get our bearings. Then we'll continue." The group walked over, looking tired; they'd been hiking through the forest for about an hour and a half without rest, making almost no leeway. No one had any idea where to go. Not even the Digimon, the inhabitants of the world, knew their way around the dark and dense forest.
"I was half asleep when I went through this once." Schlangemon confessed. "That was how I got to Elecmon, but I don't remember squat!"
"It's OK." Stefan reassured. Sam hadn't spoken in a while, so Stefan decided to help Jaren lead for a bit. It didn't hurt that he knew the show, still a secret. He thought he'd be the best to help. "Actually, I have an idea, if everyone is willing to weigh in their opinion. I think we should split up in two groups of four. That way, we can cover mor ground."
"That's a terrible idea." Andrew sputtered. Craig nodded his head in agreement. Andrew continued. "We can get more lost. How will we communicate?"
"With our Digivices." Stefan said with a flutter of a smile. "They have communication devices. Me and Sam figured that out last night, while you were all asleep."
"Still." Andrew persisted. "What if one group gets in trouble? The other one can't help."
"If the pattern holds to form, we'll all be able to Digivolve, perhaps sooner than we think. We'll be more than able to protect ourselves."
"Haven't you ever heard off united we stand, divided we fall?" Craig asked. "I don't see why you want us to split up!"
"Because I feel we can cover more ground that way." Stefan answered, his face and voice still calm, not giving away any emotion.
"I think it's a good idea." Julia chimed in, and Stefan flushed. "I'm with Stefan." Begrudgingly, and eventually, everyone agreed with the idea. Stefan, now comfortable in this newfound position of leadership, divided the groups. He, Jaren, Julia and Craig would go to the left, and Sam, Rebecca, Brian and Andrew would go right. Sam could protect them if needed by Digivolving. The groups bade each other farewell, and walked off in their opposite directions. Little did they know that they were being watched…
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A dark ominous castle up on a precipice is used in so many stories. And this is no exception. The house was very big, but perfectly dark. Not a spot of light shone through the drawn drapes. Inside the house, a solitary figure stood, staring at a screen. On a screen, a number of lifeforms can be seen.
"I think we should split into two groups of four." One of the creatures said, the one with yellow hair.
"Hah!' The creature roared in triumph. He turned around, smiling a toothy grin. This was Myotismon after all, one of the Four Chief Devils, the four evil Digimon who ruled the Digital World. And though he was the weakest one, Myotismon was so strong, he could pass for a Mega.
"Guys. Guess what." The creature said, with suppressed laughter in his voice. One of the creatures turned to look at him.
"What?" Piedmon said in a bored voice. Piedmon was a Mega. A clown Digimon, but not the kind you'd hire to do your kid's birthday party. Only if you were a terrible parent. "You interrupted me and Daemon's dinner." Daemon looked towards Myotismon and nodded. The Demon Digimon also was very strong, despite his small stature.
"Well, this is an important announcement." Myotismon said, vampire fangs peeking out of his mouth. "Where's The Creation?" Myotismon was referring to the Digimon that was made up from all of the Data in the DigiCaust, a time period when the Devils trashed the Digital World, killing many of the Digimon, no matter what their level, type or such. This new Digimon walked out. His name was Combustmon. He was actually a carbon copy of Apocalymon, the former Devil, except instead of a dark black outer layer, his was streaked with black and white. He was killed sometime ago by an ambush in a small village called Krista, inhabited by many powerful Digimon leaders of the Resistance of Light, including Omnimon. However, Omnimon had been long since disposed of, the Digimon Gods locked up in cages, not able to call for help.
Though Azulongmon must have. Something the Devils didn't expect.
"I figured out why DarkTyrannomon didn't come back from his mission to kill Elecmon." Myotismon said excitedly. "The Digidestined. They have returned!" Piedmon spit out what he was drinking.
"No way." He said. "We'll have to teach them a lesson about trespassing."
"Yeah!" Daemon added enthusiastically. "Let's show these humans who's boss!"
"Whatever." Combustmon said unemotionally, looking bored. Piedmon sighed. He had always been like this. An amazing asset in battle, ever since the fight had ended and the devils seized power, he'd been acting, well, strange. Always alone, away from everyone else. He was also painfully quiet. But now, the battle was starting up again.
"Guys. Let's send a minion to take care of these so-called Digidestined." Myotismon said, a sinister sneer on his face. "Send the one the Wetkiwimon would know. The Kunemon. Make him Digivolve to Flymon, and send him to kill all those little buggers." The group laughed evilly together, and then continued the meal. All but one. Combustmon simply sighed, and went back to his room, to contemplate.
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"I'm wicked tired." Brian complained. The groups had separated over an hour ago, and Brian's group had made almost no headway yet.
"It's OK." Schlangemon hissed, slithering by Brian's side. "If you get overtired, I can protect you." Brian smiled at his Digimon. Meanwhile, Sam and Andrew set a rapid pace, with Rebecca and Brian lagging behind.
"I can't believe he'd do this to us." Andrew said, a menacing glare on his face.
"Who?" Sam asked.
"Stefan. He purposely put us with the losers, the guys no one wants to talk to." Sam, surprised by this, shook his head no. Andrew continued on his rant about how Stefan didn't care for his half of the team. "I mean, he has his two best friends and that piece of ass Julia, and all we have is me, you, your sister and the fat kid. Fair? I think not." Sam looked at Andrew blankly again, so Andrew continued on. "All he cares about his himself and his friends. We're expendable to him." By now, Sam had enough.
"Andrew." Sam said quietly. "Stefan doesn't think we're expendable. We're going to need to be united if we want to defeat whatever evils lie here. Get it? You can't do it by yourself. It's time you learn to trust other people!"
"I can't." Andrew faltered. "I just can't." And with that, he turned away from Sam, and the two walked in silence. Rebecca and Brian were chatting close behind about movies and such. The group continued to walk.
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Meanwhile, the other group was also working their way to the end of the forest. There were no leaders in this one; they were all working as one unit. Stefan and Jaren led the way, and occasionally let Julia and Craig lead a part. They felt optimistic, like they were making headway into the forest.
"Stefan, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a question." Julia said, her hazel eyes boring holes into Stefan. He still had an attraction to her, still wanting to get with her sometime in the future.
"What?" Stefan answered.
"Why did you pick the groups like you did?" Julia asked. Stefan was puzzled.
"It was random." He answered, a slight frown on his face. Julia looked at him, a knowing expression in her eye.
"So you get your best friends and me in a group." Julia smirked. "That's not random." Stefan sighed.
"I guess not, but I just love friends, you know? I couldn't do this without them."
"That's true. At least you were man enough to admit it." Julia smiled again. Stefan flushed, his pale cheeks turning a ruby red color. Meanwhile, Wetkiwimon and Ivymon were having a conversation on the side.
"Do you think Stefan and Julia are going to be close?" Wetkiwimon asked.
"Yeah." Ivymon answered. "They're gonna be thick as thieves. And maybe even closer."
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The Flymon flew speedily. Today was the day. He was gonna kill that Wetkiwimon once and for all. It may have gotten away from him once, but that wasn't gonna happen again. He was dead meat.
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Our heroes continued to walk along the forest ground. Jaren and Stefan blazed a trail through the undergrowth, while all four talked about random things. However, near the middle of the forest, Wetkiwimon suddenly stopped. He looked around himself shakily, his dolphin like beak looking concerned.
"What's wrong Wetkiwimon?" Stefan asked. Wetkiwimon pointed his nose up in the air.
"I hear something coming." And sure enough, a small buzzing sound could be heard in the sky. Whatever it was, Jaren knew that it probably shouldn't be messed with.
"Let's book it!" He shouted, and began sprinting deeper into the forest. The group followed him, even though Jaren didn't know where he was going at all. Embermon hovered by his head, blasting flames at the trees in their path. Eventually, the group fought their way through the forest, the buzzing sound still close overhead. They came to a pile of rock.
"Embermon, think you can burn through it?" Jaren asked his partner. Embermon shook his head no. Then, the group turned to face their foe. The Flymon flew up to them.
"Remember me, Wetkiwimon?" he said, a cruel sneer plastered on his face. Wetkiwimon gasped.
"Kunemon." He said, a look of horror on his face. "But, how?"
"I moved up in the ranks." The creature who Wetkiwimon thought was his friend said. "And now my new job is to finish you pathetic humans and Digimon off."
"Not if we can help it." Ivymon stepped in. "Ivy Whips!" Two whips of ivy lashed out at Flymon. He easily dodged them and flew up into the sky. Embermon began to attack, but Wetkiwimon stopped him.
"This is my battle to win." He whispered. "Stefan, are you with me." Stefan nodded, a look of determination on his face. Ivymon ashamedly drew back her Ivy Whips, as Wetkiwimon stepped out. Flymon smiled from the sky.
"Ah, you. You will be especially fun to defeat."
"No." Wetkiwimon snarled. "It is time for your retribution for what you did. Now, Stefan!"
"Yeah!" he screamed. "DIGIVOLUTION! DIGIMON/HUMAN ADAPTER!" The two descended into one pillar of light, radiant blue, like the sea.
"Wetkiwimon, digivolve to…Orcahmon!" The light subsided, and a new Digimon stood in the places of Wetkiwimon and Stefan.
He certainly did not look as awkward as his predecessor. He was a massive whale, with a large mouth with sharp white teeth. He had a muscular, big build and stood on two powerful legs. He had a dorsal fin sticking out of his back as well.
"Now, you will play for what you did." And then Orcamon lunged and grabbed for Flymon, but missed him.
"Gotta catch me first!" Flymon cackled. And he flew in a circle, laughing as the helpless Orcahmon simply jumped around, trying to catch him, but it was useless. He was tired out, and fell on the ground.
"Let's see how you like a taste of my Brown Stinger attack!" Flymon shot out brown stingers at Orcahmon. It seemed like it would be a direct hit and the retribution would never come. No one would ever avenge Flymon for his treason.
And then, the unthinkable happened.
"Ivy Whips!" Ivymon yelled, and she used her whips to deflect the stingers from Orcahmon. Orcahmon gasped for breath as Flymon looked stunned.
"What was that?" Orcahmon asked the group.
"Guys, you need us to help. You can't do this alone." Julia said as she smiled.
"We're friends forever!" Schlangemon said. Craig also added his two cents.
"I have a plan." And then, he told Orcahmon what to do.
"All right, hoist me up Ivymon!" Ivymon used her whips of ivy to lift Orcahmon into the air behind Flymon. Flymon turned around.
"But, how can this be?" Flymon asked stunned.
"Just think of this as a friendly gesture. Like you did to me!" As Orcahmon said this, his dorsal fin began to glow.
"Hydro Gun!" He yelled, and he shot a great burst of water at Flymon. It hit him square and forced him to fall down and dissolve into data before he hit the ground. Then, Orcamon de-digivolved.
"I've decided something." Stefan said. "I'm gonna be cooler to everyone now." And the group wandered on, looking for the others.f
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Combuskmon sat in his room. Why were the Devils so ignorant? They were incensed that the humans could Digivolve, but they were so shallow. Maybe the humans were necessary for the balance of the Digital World to keep in order. Who knows? All Combuskmon knew is there was a reason they were here. And it was important
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Sorry for the long wait on this one! Please R&R! I'll do the next chapter as soon as I can.
-CW27