Well everyone, I'm back! Sorry for the long wait everyone, life got in the way as well as writer's block. Anyway, I'm back and I have a new chapter for you all. We get to see the Digimon Council for the first time (kind of) and what they have in store for our heroes! Also, what is happening the human world while the kids are fighting to save the Digital World? You just have to read and fine out!
Note: I just want to thank everyone for being so patient with me and this story. It means a lot to me that you want to read more of my story. And that makes me feel good a writer. If you have any question or ideas for this story please send me a PM. With your thoughts. Again Thanks.
Chapter Fifthteen Contacting the Council and Parents
In another part of the Lab that the kids and their Digimon were staying at, Glorymon and Tabanmon were up to something. The room they were in was dimly lit and the only other light were the computer screen that was glowing. In the center of this room were a round platform and in front of the platform was four large rectangular screens. The screens were large enough to show a full image, but they did not touch the ground nor the ceiling. Gloyrmon was busy typing something on the computer. The glow of the screen fill her mask face with light as her fingers dance on the keyboard. Tabanmon, on the other hand, was busy pacing in front of the four screens. He had his hands behind his back, and was puffing away on another one of is cigarette was perch between his lips. He was puffing franticly on his cigarette as he pace in front of the screens. Soon a small cloud of smoke was above his head as he continue to puff away on his cigarette. Glorymon looked away the computer screen to see Tabanmon smoking and pacing. A frown quickly pop on her face as she grab something near the computer. She quickly march over to the smoking Digimon as yelled,
"Tabanmon!"
"What!?" Tabanmon barked back at the angel Digimon, stopping his pacing but still puffing away. Just as she said that, Glorymon toss a glass of water right in Tabanmon face. In one great splash, the smoking Digimon's face was dripping wet and the ember of the cigarette had gone out. Tabanmon frown at Glorymon, his right eyebrow twitching a bit, as she said,
"Will you stop smoking and pacing! It's not good for you and the people around you!" Tabanmon took one hand and toss the wet cigarette away as the other hand wipe away the water on his face before he said,
"I don't know if I should thank, or yell at you!?"
"Thank me," the angel Digimon said, turning around and stride back to the computer while holding back a grin, "Second hand smoke does kill, you know that!" The smoking Digimon slapped his hand over his face and slowly wipe off more water, but the twitching was still going on in his eyebrow. Tabanmon took a deep breath to claim himself down. Normally he would not do this, but this was different.
"Okay," he said holding his hand up, "Okay, I'm sorry that my smoking is staring to kill you." Glorymon quickly glared at Tabanmon for saying 'staring to kill you' when he smoked. Tabanmon pay no attention to this as he continue to say, "It's just that we're going to contact the Digimon Council, and ask them for a HUGE favor. And it's a bit of a pain contacting these Digimon, for they can be real…"
"Stuck in their old ways?" the angel Digimon guess, crossing her arms. The smoking Digimon shrugged his shoulders as he added,
"I was going to say selfish bastards, but that works too." Glorymon glace down at the computer screen and pounder a bit.
"They're one in the same, aren't they," Glorymon said under her breath. It was true that Digimon Council was stuck in their ways, but that does not mean they could help this Chosen Children out if they asked. Glorymon shook her head to get her thoughts back as she press a button on the computer. "Okay, it's time to give them a call. Are you ready Tabanmon?" Tabanmon took a few deep breath, preparing himself as he walk on the platform. With a single nod to Glorymon he was ready to speak to the Digimon Council. The platform rose a few feet with Tabanmon on the platform. As he was being raised up on the platform, Tabanmon quickly stretch out his fingers and pull them back into his palms. He was trying to get his nervousness out by his fingers. Soon the screens light up and the glow lite up the room. The background of the screens was all white, however on each screen there was a shadow of an image. It was hard to make out most of the details of the shadows, but there were a few things that were clear. Each one of these images were huge, even on this kind of screen. On some part of their body they wore some kind of armor, that had a look of beauty and power. They each held in their hands a weapon that they held proudly: a scythe, a sword, a shield, and a trident. These four beings were the Digimon Council, the most powerful Digimon in the whole Digital World. Taking a deep breath, and putting a fake smile, Tabanmon clap his hands together and greeted the Council by saying,
"Council Members. It's good to see you all again." Rubbing his hands, to keep his cool, the smoking Digimon nodded to each of the images and said each of their names, "Auramon, Ruler of the Northern Winds. Adranusmon, Ruler of the Southern Fire. Proteusmon, Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Seas. And finally Tellusmon, Ruler of the Mighty Western Mountains. How are all of you?"
"Don't get all smiley with us!" Adranusmon began to yell, his voice was deep and powerful and made some of the walls shake as he spoke, "We know this is about the humons you pick to be our saviors!"
"I sometimes wonder why we deiced to use humons," Proteusmon questioned, his voice was smooth yet rough like a wave, "They are just so bazar looking, those humons. I wonder what makes them tick, and why their world is not made up of data like ours."
"I agree with both of you on this one," Tellusmon added, her voice was sweet but still shook the walls like the others, "We are putting the lives of our beings, Digimon, in the hands of humons. Could they be really be trusted? And are they just using our Digimon as slaves and filling their head with lies about being their friends! If that's true, then they'll have to answer to me!"
"I happen to like these humons," Auramon said, her voice was the only one that sounded claim and normal, "I think these humons have a lot to offer and they are very fascinating subject as well. Just the way the eat certain food, fill me up with curiosity."
"You would," Adranusmon mumbled under his breath as he gave her a quick glare.
"And what does that mean?" Auramon question back, her voice change from claim gentle tone to a serious one like the others. The Ruler of the Southern Flames turn his head to the Ruler of the Northern Wind and made his argument.
"I'm saying, my fair comrade, you put way too much faith in the impossible! These humons are nothing like us Digimon! They don't have power to protect themselves, so how are they going to protect the Digimon who chose to travel with them and all the Digimon in the Digital World!" Adranusmon stomp his foot on the ground when he finished talking and the whole room shook for a few seconds.
"That's very true," the Ruler of the Mighty Western Mountains began, "If the humons can't defend themselves, how are they going to defend against even more powerful Digimon. I don't like that at all."
"That may be true, my friends," Auramon said, glancing to each of the other Council Members, "Yet these humons, powerless as they be, they do prove something else. Something that all Digimon need to reach to the next level. And that is encouragement between humon and Digimon. With that encouragement, we've seen these Digimon reach to newer levels that they have never could reach on their own."
"A logical point you've made there," the Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Seas said tapping trident, "Humons help with evolution, and what Digimon wouldn't wait to Digi-vole to next level."
"Um…Yeah…" Tabanmon said, clapping his hands slowly and rocking back and forth heels, "Just to let all of you know, it's pronoun human, not humon. H-u-m-A-n, there's an A not an O. Just to let you know." The smoking Digimon quickly wished he did not say anything, for all the Council Members were staring right at him.
"Are you correcting us!?" Proteusmon asked slowly as a hit of angry rising in his voice.
"Well…I….Um…." Tabanmon stumble rubbing the back of his head and trying to look away.
"You may be a Digimon now, but we know that you were once one of THOSE creatures as well! So don't think for a second that you are superior to us just because you know about humon better than us!" Tellusmon yelled as she pointed a finger right to the smoking Digimon.
"Though you may think you are safe just because you're in your little laboratory, that we help create, that we can't hurt you. You're WRONG! We have the power to strike you down were you stand and not have an ounce of guilt within us!" Adranusmon yelled as well, pointing his sharp sword right at the smoking Digimon. Tabanmon was completely white and the flame on his tail was flickering and was almost out. No words came out of his mouth, but his jaw began to quiver in fear. He was frozen on the platform as the Council Members were staring at him. Glorymon notice that Tabanmon was in deep trouble, so she open up her wings and glided to his rescue. She landed gently on the platform and place her hands on his shoulder to make sure she was there with him. Tabanmon's eyes glace to see his friend helping him out, and some of the color came back to his gray skin.
"Council Members, please," the angel Digimon began, using all the kindness she could muster, "We're not trying to correct you. We were simply assisting all of you to have a better understanding of the human culture. We will never go over your heads like that, Council Members, we're here to help." There was a long pause, as if the Council members were thinking what Glorymon was saying. Then Auramon said, with a slight smile,
"You made a reasonable point there. And we thank you for that and we appreciate your help in these matters." Tabanmon let out a loud sigh of relief as he place a hand over his chest. He turn his head and gave Glorymon a smile and thumbs up to thank her for her help. The angle Digimon return the smile and they both face the Council Members together.
"All right fine!" Adranusmon said, a hit a disappoint in his voice as he rub his eyes, "We will not destroy them, for now." He turn to them as added quickly, "But don't get too cocky about this okay!" The both nodded quickly to show they understand the Ruler of the Southern Flames.
"So I take it, that this call has to do with our Savors. They must have hit a wall or something and we want us to do something about it," Proteusmon asked, thought he already knew the answer already.
"Yes Sir!" Tabanmon began, finding his voice once more, "The knowledge that you process is simply amazing!"
"Sucking up…" The Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Sea mumbled under his breath. Tabanmon quickly gulp before saying,
"Right, sorry. It seems that the Digimon of Darkness, have notice that presents of the kids. And because of that, he sent his top three agents to try and take them." Tellusmon sigh loudly as she shook her head.
"Why?" she asked looking down, "Why do good Digimon get blinded by the powers of Darkness? It really makes me sick that we have to fight our own kind and even delete them as well. Yet, a few lives is worth the price to save many lives."
"I understand Tellusmon. I understand," Auramon said trying to comfort her. "So who are the three Digimon that are severing our old enemy?"
"Well," Glroymon began glancing to Tabanmon. The smoking Digmon nod his head and pull out a gray remote and press one of the red buttons. In front of the Council Members was a 3D image of Trickomon, smirking and holding up one of his playing cards, appeared. "Let's start with him first," the angel Digimon continue as she nodded 3D image, "This is Trickomon, the magician Digimon. He can be real cunning at times, and always likes to play with his foes first before finishing them off. For what we gather on him, his most dangerous attack has to be his Magic Trick. For the attack continuously changes, so there is no granted that he will used the same attack twice." She push some of her hair behind her ear before adding, "He kind of reminds me a lot about the Joker from the Batman stories."
"I agree with you with that," Tabanmon said, pointing at the 3D image, "Mark Hamill gave The Joker a voice to remember. Funny and crazy!"
"Yeah! And let's not forget Heath Ledger one of a kind acting for the Joker in the movie! He really took that character to the new heights! I get chills every time he does one of his speeches on how his scare were on his face!"
"And let's not forget his famous line too! 'Why so….'"
"This is really fun to listen to, but can we GET BACK ON TOPIC HERE!" Adeanusmon yelled, making the whole place shake violently. Both Tabanmon and Glorymon held out there hand to stop them from falling down on their butts. When the shaking was over, the angel Digimon was rubbing the back of her head saying,
"Sorry about that Council Members." The smoking Digimon was rubbing his hand quickly with a nervous smile on his face as he said,
"Got a little off track there, but let's move on!" He quickly push the red button and Trickomon disappear from view. In his place was an image of Tigerlillymon, her hands cross and a delighted look was place on her face. Tabanmon cough before he began to say, "Up next we have Tigerlillymon. The beast plant Digimon. She's a real deadly beauty this one. She has the strength of a best type Digimon and the endurance of a plant type Digimon. Yet she has some vanity issues as well. From what we gather on her, her most dangerous attack is Tiger Seeds. She can create an army of these tiger beast and she wouldn't have to lift a finger."
"Lazy, good for nothing Bitch!" Glorymon mumbled under her breath. Tabanmon smirked as he said,
"Did you just swear? Break out the Mute Button!" Glorymon stuck up her head to the side, and blush a little bit. It was rare of her to swear like that, but she could not help herself. Tigerllillymon just did not see like the kind of Digimon that would get along with anyone but herself.
"Now that's two, but what about the last member?" Proteusmon asked, waiting to get back on subject. After a quick cough from the angel Digimon, she push the button to show the last of these dangerous Digimon. Painmon appear as soon as the beast plant Digimon disappeared. Both Glorymon and the smoking Digimon stared at Painmon for a moment. He was a hard to explain so they were trying to pick the right words for him.
"Painmon," Glorymon began after a moment of silent, "Demon Digimon. Dangerous Attack, Pain Ball." There was another moment of silent, when the Ruler of the Southern Fire barked,
"Well! What else!?"
"That's the thing, Sir," Tabanmon began, summoning all his courage just to talk, "We have very little information on this Digimon. We don't even know his backstory, he's just such a mystery to us!"
"A Digimon with a mystery is more powerful than any other force there is," Auramon said sounding a bit scared herself.
"So," Tellusmon said fixing her shield a bit, "These three are what stand in the way of the Chosen Children? I guess it doesn't see too bad." Both Tabanmon and Glorymon glace at each other with nervous looks. They hope the Council Members could not see their nervous looks, but they did.
"What are you two hiding?" the Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Seas asked. All eyes were on the smoking and angel Digimon for an answer. They knew that they could not keep this a secret from the Council Members for long. Tabanmon sigh loudly before saying,
"There is one more thing we have to tell you." The Council Members all watch as Glorymon push the button and the image of Painmon faded away. What appear in front of them now was the weapon to stop Digimon in the tracks; The Black Spear!
"This is a call the Black Spear," Glorymon began pointing at the image, "This horrible weapon is what cause the kids downfall." She took a deep breath, for she was afraid to say the next part. "The Black Spare…stop Digimon from Digi-volving."
"Im….Impossible! Clearly impossible!" Proteusmon questioned waving his hand in front of him.
"My word! A device like that, actually here in our world…" Auramon said trilling off a little bit. She was lost for words for what she had heard.
"This is madness! Simply madness! A device that stop Digi-volving just can't be real!" Adeanusmon yelled losing his temper once more.
"Who!? Who in their right mind would create such a horrible device! Digimon are meant to grow and evolve and became happier! Why would this…this monster do this kind of thing!?" Tellusmon asked, sounding ready to cry.
"Because this crackpot of a lunatic has way too much time on his hands," Tabanmon answer sarcastically.
"Don't get smart with us!" The Ruler of the Southern Fire said though gritted teeth. Tabanmon gulp as some of the color faded away from his face.
"Claim down old friend, claim down," Auramon said waving her hand at Adeanusmon. "Now that we know what we are up against, what do you want us to do?" Glroymon tapped her fingers together as Tabanmon gulp and look away. Once again the knew what to do, but were too afraid to say anything. Then Glorymon worked up the courage to say,
"Um…you see, the Digimon are not strong enough to fight these new foes." She pause and waited, but the Council Members just stared at her so she continued, "So…they need to get stronger. And the only way for them to do that…is…is….is…." She was shaking a bit and was afraid to asked to Council Members for what she was trying to say. Sighing quickly, Tabanmon took over and said quickly,
"We want to give the human the Crest, so the Digimon can Digi-vole to their Perfect Levels!"
"WHAT!" Three out of the four Council Members shouted making the whole place shaking violently. The lab was shaking so violently, that the kids and their Digimon could see the wall shake in the kitchen area. Both Tabanmon and Glorymon fell on the ground just as the shaking stop, and the yelling at them began.
"That is madness! Waiting to give our Sacred Crests, the crest that have been with us since the begin of the Digital World, to beings of another world!" The Ruler of the Mighty Western Mountains yelled.
"Those humons, or whatever you call them, don't even know how to use them! They are powerful instruments that can go horribly wrong, if not use correctly. And you want us to just hand them over!?" The Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Sea yelled spending spit flying on the screen.
"I rather see myself be Deleted in battle then, see those FREAKS with our Sacred Crests! In fact, that's what we should do! Take matters into our own hands!" The Ruler of the Southern Fire yelled the loudest. Tabanmon and Glorymon quickly push themselves back up and try to talk some scene into the Council members.
"But you know you can't do that!" the smoking Digimon try to yell back.
"Yes! And it has to do with the curse that the Digimon of Darkness place on all of you!" The angel Digimon quickly added. Once that was said, the three Digimon quickly went silent. It was true, there was a curse on them. A curse that stop them from fighting with their fellow Digimon.
"She's right," the Ruler of the Northern Winds began, "We cannot fight our enemy, not any more. That is why we need the Chosen Children to that for us." The other Council Members remained quiet, but nod at her. Auramon look down at Tabanmon and Glorymon with a serious look and added, "We will be back to give you our decision." With that the four images on the screens faded away, just for a moment. The moment tick by in silent as Tabanmon and Glorymon waited for the decision of the Digimon Council Members. Tabanmon wipe some of the sweat from his forehead before saying,
"That…went…well?" He was unsure whether or not they would get the Crests for the children or not. Yet as least they tried.
"Yes, yes it did went well," Glorymon began, trying to convince herself that. She look around the place as she added, "At least this time they did destroy anything they last their angry." Tabanmon nodded at her, for the last time they gave the Council Members upsetting news, they destroyed part of their lab. The smoking Digimon rubbed his eyes as he began to say,
"Do you think we'll be able to get the Crest for the kids?" He asking to make sure he was not the only one worrying. The angel Digimon began to open her mouth to answer him, when the Council Members return back on the screens.
"We have made our decision," the Ruler of the Northern Winds announced. The sudden appearance of the Council Members made both of them jump in the air a bit. As soon as their hearts stop beating so fast, the listen to what the Council Members have to say. Auramon stared straight at them, with strong glace before continuing, "After much thought and argument, we have decide to give our Scared Crest to our savors."
"OH YEAH!" Tabanmon shouted with joy as he and gave Glorymon and high five of victory. As the two of the were doing a celebration dance, Proteusmon interrupted their celebration by saying,
"It's not going to be that easy." This brought both of them back to reality and listen carefully to what the Ruler of the Crashing Eastern Seas was saying. "Our six Scared Crest are hidden in three temples on the other side of the world. If the our savors want the Crest, then they have to go to each temple and find the Crest."
"And it will not be a simple task either," Tellusmon added, sounding just as serious as the others. "Within each temple there will be a trail. These Trails will tell us if our savors are worthy of our Scared Crest. If they are, then they can have them."
"But they all must past the trails of the temples!" Adeanusmon quickly yelled, letting his angry rise within him. "If one of those humons fail one of our trials, not only will they not receive our Scared Crest, but they will be sent back to their world with their memories erased and will take matters into our own hands now!" Both Tabanmon and Glorymon looked at each other, but the Ruler of the Southern Fire was not done talking, "Also, if they fail, you two and that intern of yours will be strip from you lab you created, the power you have over this Council will be remove, and all three of you will be in the front line when we take out final stand against our enemy! Both Glorymon and Tabanmon gulp deeply as the turn a bit pale in the face. This was a lot of pressure the were on, how could the kids and their Digimon manage all of that. Then, banging their weapons on the ground on or their armor, the Digimon Council Members all yelled together,
"The Council Members have Spoken!" And with that, the Digimon Council Members where gone from the screens. As soon as the Council Members were gone, both Tabanmon and Glorymon collapsed on the ground, their backs to each other. For a long time, the two of them were just trying to catch their breaths. For trying not to pass out while taking the to the Council Members puts a lot of stress on the body. After a long moment, Tabanmon glace back as said,
"Right, Right. So we got the Crest….kind of."
"Right, right. And now this pressure in on the kids to fine the Crest," Glorymon answered looking up at the ceiling.
"Right, right," Tabanmon began, rubbing his shoulder a bit, "That is a lot of pressure to put on a bunch of pre-teens." He pause for a moment as he took his hand off his shoulder. "We should tell their parents."
"Right, right," Glroymon responded pointing her finger up, "That's the first thing we have to do." Then she turn herself around and pointed at the smoking Digimon and added, "But I've got an idea before we contact their kids parents." Tabanmon look at her a bit confused as she pick herself up then help Tabanmon up as well.
It was still summer in Neonburgh, and the children of the city were still enjoying their time off. The days were still long, hot, and free for all those who truly love summer. It seems nothing at all has changed in this fast pace city. Yet, there was a story going around the city for some time now. A story about some children who went missing the first day of summer vacation, these children are known as The Missing Six. In an electronic store a crowd of people were watching several televisions that were showing the same program. The televisions, big and small expensive and cheap, where all showing the same news broadcast of a hot story that was going around the city.
"Update on The Missing Six story," the news anchor began as he straighten out his papers, "This story goes back almost two weeks ago, right where summer was just being for our young children of fair city. These six children," the image of the news anchor disappear and pictures of six children appear on the screen. "Jake Diaz," a picture of Jake in his soccer outfit leading his team to victory, "Emily Moss," a picture of Emily with a huge smile as she went to go to her first day of school, "Kenta Wheeler," a picture of Kenta with his serious face on as he clean the dojo that he live, "Iris Black," a picture of Iris with a sour look on her face as she was wearing a pink sweatshirt on Christmas, "Nate Douglas," a picture of Nate with a scared, panic look on his face as he slide down a snowy hill on a garbage can lid, "And May Reid," a picture of May holding up trophy for winning the math tournament of her school with a somewhat smile on her face, "All went missing the beginning of the summer. Reason are still unknown to why these children went missing. But Officer Ally Kent and Officer Tony Freeman are working hard on the case." The pictures of the six children faded away and two officer to their place on the screen. The two officers were standing outside the police building with a mike in front of them to answer the questions. Officer Kent was a strong female officer in her late 20s and her light chocolate skin seems to shin in the sunlight. Her long back curly hair was pull back into a pony tail and her blue eyes were force on the camera in front of her. She wore a white blouse with a black long sleeve vest and a black skirt, and hanging from her waist was her golden officer badge. Officer Freeman was also in her late 20s, but he was completely different form Officer Kent. His skin was pale, as if he did not get out of the house much, and the sun seem to burn his skin a little bit. His light brown short hair was perfectly comb to one side of his head, and his green eyes kept on switching from his notebook he had in his hand and the camera that was on him. He wore a white dress shirt with an ugly orange strip tie around his neck, and a black belt that held up his black dress pants. On his belt was a golden badge just like Officer Kent's badge. Officer Kent clear her voice before addressing the camera saying,
"This case has been a real tricky for us here at the Neonburgh Police Department. We are working hard with the love ones of these children to fine some answers. As of right now, the kidnapper or kidnappers have not sent us information if the children are alive. We are hoping they will send us something shortly." Her voice was so strong and full of confidents that you would have faith in this officer.
"And if anyone has any information," Officer Freeman spoke up, his voice crack a little bit and was a bit soft, "About these children, please contact your local police department." With that said, but officers turn around and went into the Police building to continue their investigation on this case.
"And we here at Channel 13 would like to help as well," the news anchor added, as he appeared back on screen, "Please contact the station if you have information about these children as well. That number is…."
Back at the police station, Officer Kent and Officer Freeman was walking down the hallway, passing other officers as they were busying doing their work. Officer Kent groaned a little bit as she rub her temples. On camera she look very strong and determined, but now that the camera was gone she look very tried and read to give up at any moment.
"Tony," she said weakly, "Oh Tony. This case is putting a lot of strain on me. I haven't felt this this much stress since the days back in the academy."
"I know Ally, I know. Coffee?" Tony asked holding two cups of coffee in his hand and his notebook under his armpit. Ally gave a small grin as she took the cup of coffee from him.
"Thanks Tony," she said as she took a sip. As Ally was taking long sips her coffee, Tony was flipping through his notebook that have had all the information the gather on this case.
"But you're right about this Ally," he said flipping through another page with his thumb, "This case is tricky. The kidnapper should have already given us his ransom for the children, but no word yet. Why?"
"That's the million dollar question Tony," Ally said toss her finished coffee cup into the trash. "Why is the kidnapper taking so long? And what does this kidnapper want?" Tony close his notebook and glace up to Ally. Tony greatly respect Ally, and he hated to see how much stress she was on because of this case. He hated to say this, but it was the only thing he could say,
"Looks like we have to start from square one again?"
"Yup…" Ally said with a long sigh. They soon stop in front of a door with the words 'Conference Room Two' on the front. Ally sigh once more as she rubbed her eyes.
"I really don't want to go in there," she said sounding very tired.
"I know Ally," Tony began reaching out to grab the door knob, "But these are the family members and love ones who last saw these children."
"I know Tony, I know!" Ally said sounding a bit angry as she took her hand away from her eyes, "And I know these people mean well, but for the past few days that we've been in here, they have been at each other throat. Even ours!"
"Yeah, I know. But at least you have me to help you!" Tony said with a small smile. Ally smile and lightly chuckled at what Tony said.
"If you say so," she said as Tony turn the knob and they entry the Conference room. The Conference room was nothing special. The white walls were faded a little due to the many years, and the white dry ease board were full of notes on theories on what the kidnappers were up to. At first glance, all seem very quiet. Until…
"For the last time old man, stop criticizing on how I raise my son!" yelled one of the ladies in the room. This women was obviously Jake's mother for she look so much like her own son. Her cherry brown hair was cut into a boy's style haircut, her dark green eyes and the same excitement whenever Jake was leading the group. She wore a white t-shirt with red on the edges and burning heart in the center and long dark blue jeans.
"I am not criticizing you, Diaz-san, but I am merely pointing out these facts so you can take better care of your child when you fine him," said an old Japanese man, he had an accent whenever he talk in English. Kenta grandfather was just like Kenta had talk about. He may be old, but he is still strike. His white hair was short enough to see his forehead, and his brown eyes had wisdom from his home country. He wore, when he was outside hid dojo, a white shirt with a light blue dress shirt on top that was unbutton, and tan long shorts. His cane was resting in his hand as he was talking to Miss Diaz. Just like Jake and Kenta, these two were arguing with each other. Yet unlike their kids, they have not grown a friendship with each other. Instead, every time they meet here, they will always argue about their kids. Miss Diaz made a fist when she heard that and said back to him,
"Listen Mr. Yamanashi! I just went through a horrible devoice less than a month ago with my husband! We had different views on things, and we couldn't see a solution any time soon. So we got a devoice! How hard do you think that is for a child of an 11 years old? So I'm SORRY if I'm not being like a T.V mom or something to my son who has been miss since we moved here!" Mr. Yamanashi slam his cane on the ground and answer back to Miss Diaz in a serious tone,
"If we were in my country, and if you were my daughter, you would work things out with your husband! You would come to me for advice on how to treat you husband. And until both of you treat each other like you should, your child should stay with me! Do you understand?!"
"Well here's a news flash for your Gramps!" Miss Diaz began slamming her fist on the table, "We are not in your country now! And as an added bonus, I'm not YOUR daughter!" Mr. Yamanashi gritted his teeth and tighten his grip on his cane as he said back,
"That is true!" While these two adults were 'talking it out', other families were having it out with each other.
"My poor, sweat, helpless, Iris!" Iris's mother began wiping some of the tears off her face, "Lost and alone. Not knowing what to do, and worst of all, wearing that same outfit for who knows how long!" Mrs. Black was very different from her daughter in many ways. Her long brown hair was pulling into a pony tail, and her dark brown eyes had more of a womanly charm to them that Iris did not have. Her outfit was the most different form her daughter, a light pink t-shirt with a white kitten on the front, long white skirt and brown sandals. You almost wonder what this mother and daughter have in common. As Mrs. Black was wiping more tears away from her eyes, a boy's voice shot at her saying,
"I bet one of the reason why your daughter was kidnap so easily was to get away from you!" Mrs. Black turn to see Girvan with his feet on the table and leading back in the chair. His black hair was long enough to touch his shoulders and his blue eyes had a rebellious look to them. He wore a black shirt with an emerald dragon flying up with a skull in its mouth, long jeans that were rip in a few places and a skull on the right side of his lap. Headphones were resting down on his neck and the wire was leading down to his pocket. He had his arms crossed an on his left arm was a tattoo of a gray lone wolf growing at the people in front of him. Mrs. Black place her hands on her lap and gave Girvan and cold look,
"I beg your pardon, young man, but what do you mean when you said that my daughter was easily kidnap?"
"Read between the lines lady!" Girvan said was a yawn. Suddenly he was whacked over the head by a hand and a man's voice yelled at him saying,
"Shut up boy!" Girvan rolled his eyes as he looked over to his father. Mr. Moss gave his son a strong serious look with his blue eyes, and his shinny bald head reflect his son's image off the surface. He wore an vanilla dress shirt that was unbutton on the top and gray dress pants. He was a lot bigger than his son as well as stronger too. Girvan rub the back of his head and said coldly,
"Thank a lot dad!" Mrs. Black turn her gaze to Mr. Moss now and said seriously,
"You shouldn't hit your son like that, no matter how much he desires it! Maybe next time you should show a little love to you own fresh and blood."
"Well pardon me!" Mr. Moss scoffed, "But from the sound of how your own child reacts, a good whack over the head will get her back in line!"
"You take that back you horrible, uncontrollable, man!" Mrs. Black yelled pointing a fighter right at him.
"Shut it bitch!" Girvan answered taking his feet off the table.
WHACK
"Shut up Boy!" his father yelled at him once more. As Mrs. Black and Mr. Moss were telling Girvan off, the last of the adults were busy with their own problems.
"I was only joking," began a nineteen year old boy, "With the whole 'I'm going to call the police if you aren't back'. I…I didn't really mean it." He ran his fingers through his short blond hair as he sigh deeply. His green eyes started down at his feet and they seem to have the weight of the world within those eyes. He wore a dark green hooded with a cross on the front, with a blue shirt underneath, and blue jeans. This young man, was Nate's brother, and he was rather cool looking than his younger brother.
"Charlie, it's not your fault," a man next to him said.
"Yes. We're all in this boat together. So don't put the world on your shoulders okay?" a women, the man's wife, added. These last two adults were May's parents, and they were trying to make Charlie feel better. Mr. Reid was a tall thin man with short untamed light brown hair. His light brown eyes started at Charlie as if he was his own son. He wore a tan color dress shirt, with the top buttons undone and the selves pull up to his elbows, and light blue jeans. Mrs. Reid was a bit shorter than her husband and her long brown hair nearly touch her shoulders. Her brown eyes were weak, so she had to wear round glasses. She wore a light orange blouse with white on edges, and long blue jeans. Charlie suddenly slammed his hand on the table, and gave Mr. & Mrs. Reid a dirty look as he yelled,
"Excuse me! I'm just worried about my BIO-logical brother! With your kid, well, she's….."
"We know she's adopted! You don't need to point that out!" Mr. Reid yelled back clutching his fist.
"Even if she wasn't….you know….we would still love her you love you own brother, Charlie!" Mrs. Reid added putting hand her husband's lap to claim him down. Charlie quickly rubbed his eyes and added,
"Yes, but I think don't think you understand the relationship of biological sibling to adopted child."
"There is not difference Charlie! The love is still there, and that's what matters," Mrs. Reid said looking a Charlie seriously. As the love ones continue their arguing with each other, Ally turn to Tony and asked very seriously,
"This is our some kind of hell, isn't it?"
"Yup," Tony responded. Ally sigh as she dug in her pocket and said,
"Well, let's get this started." With that she pulled out a sliver whistle from her pocket. For the past few days, this whistle was the only thing that broke up the arguing that was going around. As Ally took a deep breath, Tony quickly coved his ears to block out the perching sound of the whistle. The next thing everyone knew, there was a perching high noise coming for the dry ease board. Every quickly coved their ears and looked up to see Ally, a bit red in face, blowing on the whistle. When Ally had stop blowing on the whistle, every removed their hands from their ears. Tony cleared his throat before saying,
"Thank you all for coming back here."
"Have you made any progress finding our children?" Mr. Yamanashi asked with his arms crossed over his chest. Tony's mouth open, but no words came out. He was too afraid to tell everyone that they had not made any progress at all. Seeing Tony shaking a little bit, Ally quickly step in by saying,
"Unfortunately, no, and to make things every worst we have to go all the way back to square one." The loved ones all groaned loudly and eyes rolled around at the sound of staring form square, again. This was not the first time they had to go back to square one.
"What kind of cops are you?" Girvan shouted as he pointed a finger at them, only to get whacked over the head by his father.
"Shut up boy!" Mr. Moss yelled at his son. Yet, he turn to Ally and Tony and yelled, "What kind of cops are you?!"
"Sir Please!" Tony began as he held up his hands to claim Mr. Moss down, "We are doing the best we can with what little we know. If we go over the information we got so far, we might be able to see something we missed."
"You already said that about three times around," Charlie added, leaning his head on his hand. Tony smile weakly and turn to Ally for help. She nodded to him before saying,
"Let's just go over the notes one more time and see what happens. Not for us, but for your missing children/siblings." The tension quickly loosen a little bit at the mention of their children. Tony sigh in relief, for this was not the first time the loved ones were close to becoming violent on him.
"Let's begin," Tony said clearing his throat and looking down at his notes, "Have any of your meet before, prior to the kidnapping?"
"Like we said before," Miss Diaz began leaning back in her chair, "None of us have ever meet before until our kids went missing latter on that night. Also, I just moved her with my son, so I'm not familiar of whatever goes on within this city!"
"And because of that," Mr. Reid added, "None of our children go to the same school with each other. They all go to different schools and never meet each other before."
"Also," Charlie began, putting his thoughts on the table, "The kids were not acting stranger or anything on that day. They were acting like they normally do, and when they disappeared it was almost if they were pluck off this this world or something." Tony quickly shut his notebook and sigh loudly. The loved ones knew as much as they did, and they have been asking the same questions for days now.
"Right," Ally began closing her eyes. She then open then and added, "Does anyone else have any ideas that might help us? Any ideas at all?"
"Well…" Mrs. Reid began hesitation.
"Go on," her husband said putting a hand on her lap. Mrs. Reid took a deep breath before saying,
"I know this sounds a bit…out there. But I just got this feeling inside of me. And it just feels like something, I don't know, something supernatural has happen to our children. Something that we can't see or understand."
"Are you saying that my sister was kidnapped by aliens or some crap like that?!" Girvan asked starting to lose his temper once more.
"I'm not saying aliens or anything like that," Mrs. Reid quickly said putting her hands up, "It's just….the only thing that could make sense out of all of what has happen to us and our children." Mr. Yamanashi leaned back in his chair and said,
"That might be the only thing that might make sense with all of this."
"Yeah," Mrs. Black said looking at the old man, "But that still doesn't explain why they would take my sweet, innocent, Iris away from me? And if some, where did the go?" By this time Tony had to cover his mouth for he was snorting with laughter. The loved ones turn to look as Tony as he was laughing at this idea.
"Supernatural, yeah!" he began after he had stop laugh, "Big Foot kidnap your kids and is taking them to his hideout." The love ones were not laughing, but giving Tony a cold look.
"Tony," Ally said seriously, but did not look at him. Tony quickly glace up at her with a shocked look on his face.
"Ally! No! You can't believe this, can you!" he yelled as he toss his notebook on the table, " Remember what they say, stick to the facts!"
"Let's not rule out the fact that this could be out of our power!" she snap as she glared at Tony, "We've gone through every possible idea we can think of. Let's give this one a try and see where it goes." Tony did not say anything, but nodded. He did not believe in this kind of stuff, but if it would help with their search for this missing children, then he'll believe it for the day.
"Okay, okay," Miss. Diaz said pushing back some of her hair away from her ear, "If we do go on this supernatural train, what can we do and where can we go with this idea?" There was a moment of silent as everyone began to think about the idea. None of them knew where this ideas would lead, but it was better than nothing. Then suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door. The loud bang made everyone jump a little bit, and almost gave Tony a heart attack. Catching her breath, Ally march over the door and open it to see who it was. A man, who worked as detective here as well, was panting deeply with something underneath his arm.
"What is it?" Ally asked with a raise eyebrow. In between breaths, the man began to say,
"I….have….something….for…..you….."
"For the last time," the female officer began, looking up at the ceiling, "I hate donuts! So don't offer me any of them!" Yet the man shook his head quickly before saying,
"A package was….left in…..front of the station…..and it's address….to them!" With that he point a finger pass her and straight to the love ones who were listening to this conversation. All the loved one froze in place at what the man had just said. They did not move or blink but only stared at his finger. A package, address to them? Could it be? Ally quickly shook herself out of her thoughts and quickly grab the box. The box looked nothing special, it was just an ordinary brown box with packing tape wrap all around. On top of the box, written in a black marker was the names of all the loved ones in this room. Shaking the box a little bit, Ally listen to what was inside. Something bumped on the sides of the box as it was being shook a bit. The female office quickly turned to the man and asked,
"Did you see anyone suspicious around the building when this package was left?!"
"No, ma'am!" the man said shaking his head, "It just appeared at of nowhere."
"Out of….nowhere?" Tony asked, sounding baffled. Girvan smirked as he said to Tony,
"No such thing as supernatural, huh?!" Ally looked back up at the man and said in a serious tone,
"Be on the lookout for anything else that might look, suspicious. And do NOT let the media know about this until we have a closer look at whatever is inside."
"Yes ma'am!" the man answered with a sault. He then turn around and went off closing the door behind. Ally turn back to the table and place the box down in the center. The loved ones looked closely at the box as Ally was digging around for something.
"So…what do you think is in this box?" Charlie asked, sounding like his worried little brother.
"Most likely," Tony began with his hands on his hips, "It's the kidnappers demands."
"Demands? What kind of demands does this kidnapper want form all of us? We never even meet each other before now!" Miss Diaz said pointing at the box. By this time Ally had pull out a small pocket knife and was slowly cutting the tape off the box.
"My guess," Tony continue as he watch his partner cut the tape carefully, "There might have been some problems from the kidnapper causing him/her to detail the ransomed."
"This box," Ally began has she finished cutting the tape, "Most likely has the ransomed note inside of it, as well as something form your children. A piece of clothing or a shoe, to show that they are save, for now." The tension began to grow even strong after Ally had said that. Could whatever was inside this box have any clues to the children?
"Please," Mr. Yamanashi began, he was gripping his cane tightly to claim his nerves, "Open the box." She nodded to him, and with that she slowly open up the flaps of the box to see what was inside. She blinked a few times as she started into the box. The loved one all watched with intent eyes as Ally pull out a shiny black metical looking box. The strange device was so smooth that one could see their reflection on the surface.
"That's what in the box!" Mr. Moss yelled standing straight up in his seat, "That….that thing!"
"That thing, as you put it, was addressed to us," Mrs. Reid began as Mr. Moss took his seat, "And whatever it is, it must be something that connected to our children."
"She's right," Ally said as she was looking around the strange black box, "However, I don't see anything on this, whatever it is, that could be of any use to us now." It was true, there was nothing on all sides of the box. Not ever an on or off switch was on this mysterious device. The female officer place the device on the table and stared at it as she began to think of a way on how it worked. Then suddenly, small blue words began to appear on the surface on the black box. Everyone lead in closer to read the words that appeared mysteriously on this device. The words read "Please wait…"
"Please wait?" Miss Diaz asked as she looked up to everyone else, "Please wait for what?" No sooner than she said that, that the words disappeared and a bluish white light shot out of the surface of the device. The sudden appeared of the light nearly made everyone fall back in their chairs. Inside this strange light and image of some kind of creature began to take shape. Standing there, in a holographic image, was a certain smoking Digimon. Tabanmon was tapping his foot impatiently on the ground and was puffing out some holographic smoke form the cigarette that was in his mouth. The smoking Digimon seem to take no notices of the surprised loved one and one very scared out of his mind police officer. Puffing more smoke onto the ground he turn to the side and yelled,
"What's taking so long! I should see them by now!"
"Well it should be up! They took out communication device out of the box and put it on a hard wooden surface! That's when I hit the button!" the voice of Glorymon yelled back at him. Tabanmon took out his cigarette as pointed straight at Miss Diaz and yelled back,
"Well I'm only seeing the loading bar! Something wrong!"
"Well maybe it's your smoking that's jamming the machine for us to commutation to these people!" Glorymon yelled back.
"Or maybe it's your finger nails that you spit out everywhere that's jamming the…." Yet before he could even finish, a water bottle came out of nowhere and hit the smoking Digimon right in the head. He stubble a little bit as he tried not to fall on his butt. He quickly regained balance and place one hand over his head as he yelled,
"God Damnit! That was a full water bottle you know!"
"That's the whole point! And stop smoking when we finally get this fix! Make a good impression on these people okay!" As Tabanmon toss his cigarette onto the ground and stomp it out, all the while mumbling to himself, the loved ones slowly came back to their seats. Mr. Yamanashi was gripping his cane tightly in his hands as he slowly made his way back in his chair.
"My word!" he said wiping some of the cold sweat that suddenly form on his forehead. Tony, still scared out of his mind, was mouthing words but nothing came out. He was so surprised at what he saw that he was speechless. Ally, on the other hand, hand regained her confidence quickly and was staring behind Tabanmon, who was rubbing the spot on his head where the water bottle hit him.
"Who…." She began but then stopped suddenly. She did not know what there things were, could they be consider being called a 'who'? She twist some of her hair as she was thinking then said again, "What are you?" The smoking Digimon held up one hand in the air and said to everyone in the room,
"Hang on, hang on! We're having some technical problems. I can hear you but I can't see you." Ally glance back at Tony, who looked just about to pass out right then and there. By this time, the loved ones were slowly getting over to sudden shock of seeing Tabanmon for the first time. However, there were still questions to be asked about him. Mrs. Reid, holding her husband hand, spoke to the smoking Digimon and said,
"Could….could you give us a name, please? Mister…." The smoking Digimon sighed but there were a small smile on his face. He crossed his arms and said to everyone,
"Tabanmon, and I'm a Digimon."
"You made those up, freak!" Girvan yelled pointed a finger at the image. Mr. Moss quickly whacked his son over the head and yelled,
"Quite boy!" Then Glorymon's voice came from nowhere saying,
"Okay! I think I've just about solved the problem! You should be seeing them any second now, if everything goes well." Tabanmon rolled his eyes, but as soon as he did that, he stopped suddenly. He looked to his left and right with a grin on his face. He turn to the side and shouted,
"It's fixed! I can see them now!" The loved one all looked at each other with confused looks on their faces. What was this 'Digimon' and what was it doing here talking to them. Mr. Yamanashi cleared his throat and stared at the image seriously.
"Tabanmon-san," he began sounding like the serious man he is, "What is a Digimon? I do not understand that part and I need some explanation." The smoking Digimon gave him a small grin and began to response to his question really fast saying,
"A Digimon is short of Digital Monster, and let's face it, Digital Monster is just too much of a mouthful to say. As for what a Digimon are, Digimon are the bits of data and information that comes from computer or technology for your world, and began to take on physical forms with their own conscience in a parallel world. Now going on with this idea of parallel world ideas, we get…" but the smoking Digimon had to stop shortly for her saw blank looks on everyone's faces. Tabanmon click his tongue once before saying, "I just blew you minds didn't I?"
"Yes…yes you did," Charlie said very slowly as he rubbed his temples.
"Tabanmon!" Glorymon yelled as she came into view of everyone, "Stop getting off topic! We have a job to do here and we need to do this right!" As soon as everyone the angle Digimon, their eyes began to widen. None of them have ever seen an angle before, sure they had heard and read about them but none of them have seen one before. Mrs. Black place a hand over her heart and said in a surprised tone,
"I would never thought I would see an angle! But here she is, and she is beautiful!"
"What?" Glorymon asked turning her head to face the loved one, "Oh! Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Glorymon, I'm also a Digimon and this joker's partner in technology and keeping him on a leash."
"Hey! I'm right here!" Tabanmon spat at her with some spit coming out of his mouth. Yet no one was paying much attention to him now. They were all fixed on the angle that had appear before them. Mr. Reid turn to his wife and said,
"She's such a beautiful angle!" He turn back and started at Glorymon before saying, "This must be a good sign!"
"Oh…." She said rubbing her arm a bit and blushing under her mask, "I'm….I'm not that pretty." Mr. Moss wiped some of the tear out of his eyes before saying,
"I'm sorry. But you just reminder me how much my wife was an angle to all of us." Blushing even more, and now giggling, Glorymon wave at them and said,
"Stop it! You're embarrassing me! Seriously I'm not that pretty!" The smoking Digimon rolled his eyes and said under his breath,
"And people say I have an ego." Ally, on the other hand, had quickly gotten over this angle and stared at both of them with her arms crossed.
"So what are you two….Digital Creatures doing here in the first place?" she asked in a very serious tone. Tabanmon had to elbow Glorymon to put an end to all this giggling she was doing. Her giggling soon quit down and there was a serious expression on her face now.
"Right, right," the angle Digimon said clapping her hands together, "We are here to talk about the matter about your missing children."
"Missing children?" Mrs. Black asked titling her head to one side, "How do you two know about my poor, sweet, innocent, Iris and the other children that have gone missing for a while now?" Tabamon looked up to ceiling and said,
"Yeah, poor, sweet, innocent, that's funny!" Mrs. Black did not understand what he was talking about, but he continue to say, "Anyway, in short….we are…the one who….took….your children." As he was saying this he was looking away from everyone. Even though he was not facing them, the angry that shot onto their faces could not be ignored.
"YOU BASTARDS!" Girvan shouted slamming both his hand on the table, making it shake a little bit, "You better give back my little sister, or I'm going to fine you both and give you a living hell!"
"Boy sit down!" Mr. Moss yelled pushing his son back down to his seat. However he turn and glared at Tabanmon and Glorymon with nothing but coldness and yelled, "Give back my daughter or you would have wish I had let my son on you!"
"Please, please everyone! Try to stay claim and let us explain!" the angle Digimon try to say as she was holding up her hands, but no one would listen to her. Charlie rubbed his eyes and shook his head. Then he look at both Digimon and said,
"I though angles were supposes to be good and peaceful, guess I was wrong about that!" Tabanmon rubbed a hand over his face and said in a low voice,
"Yeah….this is going well." Mr. Yamanashi was cursing them both in Japanese. He stomped his cane on the ground a few times and pointed a finger at them, still yelling at them. Both the angle Digimon and the smoking Digimon looked at each other, for they did not know what he was saying. However they understood them message loud and clear. Tony was still in a daze and was not waking up any time soon, but Ally was on the move. She pointed an accused finger at both of them and yelled,
"Aright, kidnappers! What do you want for the same return of these children!? Make it quick or there will be hell to pay!"
"WE ARE NOT KIDNAPPERS!" Glorymon shouted making everyone in the room go quit. She was breathing deeply, for this yelling was taking a lot out of her. Tabanmon raised an eyebrow as he looked at her. It was rare to see her lose her tempter like this, but she had a right to do so. They were not kidnappers at all, and they were here to explain that.
"Yeah," the smoking Digimon said putting a hand Glorymon's shoulder, "We're more of….guardians to the children."
"Guardians!" Miss Diaz yelled standing up in her chair, "You stole our children from right under our nose to who know where, and you're telling me that you're the children's guardians!" She was really starting to lose her temper now for she was making fists with both her hands. Tabanmon held up his hands in defense before saying,
"Easy! Easy! Give us five minutes to explain our side of the story!" Taking a few deep breath, Miss Diaz soon return to her seat. However, there was still an air of angry that could be seen on her face. In fact, all of the loved ones were angry at these two strange looking beings. Tabanmon clear his throat, open his mouth, and said to the angle Digimon, "Why don't you start us off." Rubbing her mask where her eyes would have been, and gave her friend a small smile. She then turn to the loved ones and began to say,
"The best way to begin things is how we brought your children to our world."
"Wait, wait a moment!" Charlie quickly interrupted. He pointed a finger at her and said, "What do you mean your world? Does this mean….my brother is in…."
"Another world, yes. I believe Tabanmon already explain that part," she answered sounding not at all surprised at the question. The loved ones all looked at each other for a moment. If what these 'Digimon' were saying was true, then their children were in another world! "Heading back on topic," the angle Digimon continued, "We used the Digital Gateway to bring you children to our world. Now the process may sound a bit complicated, but it's not all bad once you understand some of the Physics. Now it all starts…." As Glorymon was being to explain to complicated process on how the Digital Gateway worked to the clearly confused loved one, Tony finally snapped out of it. He shook his head violently and looked around the room to see what was going on. There were two creatures on a holographic projector talking to the loved ones about something, so nothing much changed. He then tapped on Ally's shoulder to received her attention. She glace down at him as he quickly said in a low voice,
"Ally! Ally!"
"Tony? Glad to see that you're okay."
"Ally! I've heard all this before!" he quickly said before he could forget.
"W…What are you talking about?" she asked raising an eyebrow at him. How could he have heard two creatures from another world talk before?
"I heard about this Digital Gateway before!" he said in loud but still in a low voice.
"You what!?" Ally yelled, making everyone looked back at the two officers. She quickly turn around with Tony and said in a quick love voice, "What do you mean you've heard about this Digital Gateway before Tony!"
"It was years and years ago," he began sounding a little nervous talking about it, "I was still living at home with my parents and we used to live near the University. Two graduate students were about to present something they call the Digital Gateway! But there was an accident destroying the place and….and the two graduate students were never found." Ally started at her partner for a moment.
"If what you're saying is true," she began looking back at the loved ones and the two Digimon, "Then how did these two create their own gateway?"
"I don't know," Tony said with a gulp. Ally took a deep breath and thought for a moment. This was all becoming so confusing to her now that she did not know what to think. Taking another deep breath, she turn to Tony and said,
"When this is over, let's check into this Digital Gateway accident. Maybe we can get more answers as to what is going on here." Tony nodded quickly and the two of them turn back to see what was going on with the loved ones.
"As you can see, it's not so hard to understand. And there were a few problems, but we were able to fix them and your children made it here safely." Glorymon finished. The loved ones were still confused at what she was saying, but the listen. Now that they were finished more questions began to pop into their heads.
"I have a question," Mr. Yamanashi began looking at both of them. Both Digimon looked at him as he began to asked, "Why? Why do you need these children to come to your world in the first place?" Now it was the smoking Digimon turn to answer this question. He cross his arms and glace right at Mr. Yamanashi and said,
"Well to put it bluntly, we need them to save our world for an evil that's shortly coming to play."
"If you need help from another world, then why didn't you call someone with more power," Mrs. Reid began folding her hands in her lap, "I'm sure the President could send some military forces or something to your world and help your kind out. Certain not our children!" Glorymon sigh a little bit and shook her head and said,
"No, that' impossible to do."
"Impossible! What do you mean impossible!?" Mrs. Black said standing up in her seat, "You just told us that my Iris and the other children made it safely! Then why can't you send a police officer or someone to rescue my little girl form this….this world!" The angle Digimon took a deep breath. This was the hardest thing she had to do, but the need to know what was going no. So she said,
"Only children, and the children at heart, can come to the Digital World. No adult are allowed."
"So what is this place? Neverland or something?" Charlie barked at the angle Digimon. Glorymon looked up at the ceiling for a long time. She was trying to pick her word carefully and not cause the loved ones to start attack her again.
"In a way…it is like Neverland," she began tilting her head to Charlie, "For this is a place where children believe in. Even if they pretend to be serious, like Kenta, they still believe in the child deep down inside of them. Let me ask you something, when you all were younger, didn't you all believe in fantasy world?" There was a moment of silent as everyone thought about the questions. It was a question that everyone had to think about for a moment, for it had been such a long time since any of them had been a child. It was Miss Diaz that was the first one to break the silent by saying,
"Well, yeah! When I was kid used to believe in all kinds of things. From riding and Pegasus to going to unknown worlds in our imagination. But after while we had to, you know, grow up."
"And now, do you still believe in those world while you were a kids or not?" Glorymon asked looking right at Miss Diaz. She bit her lower lip and looked down at her feet. She had not believe in such fantasy since she was Jake's age. None of believe in what their children/siblings believe in now. "I thought so," she said with a slight nod. The mood in the room change quickly, at one point the loved ones were ready to take blood, now they were down and ready to leave this room. Tabanmon took a deep breath and sigh loudly so that everyone looked up at him.
"We are not here to make you people feel bad," said putting his hands in his pockets, "We are here to tell you that your children are doing fine, but they are about to embark on something dangerous."
"Dangerous?" Mr. Moss asked raising an eyebrow, "How dangerous are we talking about?"
"Let's just say dangerous and leave it at that," the smoking Digimon said, though his eyes glace away from Mr. Moss, "However if they survive, they are one steps closer to saving our world, and coming back home to yours."
"R…really?" Mrs. Black asked looking straight up at them, "Are you sure, or are you just pulling our legs again!"
"Cross our heart and hope to be Deleted," Glorymon said crossing her heart in front of them.
"O…kay," Girvan said slowly, not sure what she meant by 'deleted'.
"But we have one more thing for you loved ones," the smoking Digimon said with a grin on his face, "Blimpmon, hit the button?"
"Witch button?" a the voice of Blimpmon came from the background.
"The flashing red one!"
"They're all flashing red! It's making my eyes hurt!"
"Son of a Bitch!" Tabanmon barked as he stomped off screen, "Do I have to do every damn thing myself!" As Tabanmon was helping Blimpmon fine the right button, the angel Digimon gave everyone in the room an uncomfortable smile. Not know what was going one, the loved one waited to see what would happen. Then suddenly the screen changed, and the image of the angel Digimon was gone. What was in its place was an image of Jake, and the little dragon Digimon Deemon.
"Jake!" Miss. Diaz said suddenly as she saw her son. A few tear began to from in her eyes to see that her only son was still alive.
"Hey mom!" the message form Jake began. He was fixing his goggles before continuing to say, "Sorry I wasn't there to help you fixing moving us in. I…I'm also sorry for not coming home to have your meatloaf. Never thought I would miss it so much. But anyway, I have something important here with my new friends. I'm their leader, well kind of, and they need my help here. So…don't worry too much okay mom. I love you."
"And don't worry about him Mrs. Jake's mom!" Deemon chimed in holding up a claw thumbs up, "He has me by his side, and I'm not going to let nothing hurt my best human friend in the world!"
"Thanks buddy!" Jake said rubbing Deemon's shinny head. Miss Diaz did not say anything, but wipe away some tear that were in her eyes. Jake was save, that is what matter most to her right now. The next message form the children was a message from Kenta to his grandfather. Kenta was glancing to the side and was rubbing his arm a bit. In a way he looked very unsure about himself and what he was going to say.
"Kenta!' Houndmon said looking up to his human friend, "Say something to your grandfather! I'm sure he missing you greatly!" Taking a deep breath and a quick nod, Kenta look at the camera to Mr. Yamanashi and said,
"Ojiisan….Thank you." The old man looked up at his grandson as he continue to say, "You have taught me so much in my life that I can't thank you enough. However these kids….no, my friends have taught me even more. Thank you again for taking me half way, and….say Hello to mom and dad for me okay?"
"Mr. Ojiisan!" the little dog Digimon said looking at the camera, "You have a good grandson, I know cause I've been by his side for a good while now. I'll make sure he'll get back to you safely." Mr. Yamanashi looked down at the floor, yet there was a smile on his face.
"He has change," he said still smiling. The message form Kenta soon faded away, and Emily appear up next. She waved to her father and brother, with Canarymon waving with her, and said in her happy tone,
"Hi Dad! Hi Girvan! I hope you are both doing okay!" Both Mr. Moss and Girvan looked up and listen to what Emily had to say. They both stop waving and she looked at both of them seriously before saying, "I miss you both so much! And I bet both of you miss me too! I want to come home right now, but I can't. See my friend and I are doing something real important, and we need to stay here longer than I hope. I know it must be hard, but I'll be back real soon and we can be a family again! So please, don't fight with each other while I'm gone. Plus I have both mom and Canarymon watching over me!"
"That's me!" the little bird Digimon piped up. She flay her wings so that she was just around Emily head as she continue to say, "I'll protect her! Don't you worry about that! You are both lucky to have the kind of kindness Emily has. It really does spread to everyone here in the group!"
"Aw thank, Canarymon! That means a lot to me!" she said hugging the little bird Digimon tightly. By this time tears were coming down Girvan's tough face at what his little sister had said. He suddenly felt someone pat him on the back and looked up to see his father. He was patting on the back and had tears in his eyes as well.
"I miss her too," was the only thing he said to his son to make him smile once more. Emily soon faded away like the others and Iris appear in her place. She had her hand behind her head and was rocking on feet with Lynxmon by her heels.
"So….Mom," Iris began sounding a bit unsure of herself, "I…I hope your store is running smoothly as it always is. And…well….Danmit! This is really hard for me to say and all that crap. But….but I do miss you mom, really I do. And though you drive me up the walls, daily, you're still there to make me dinner and stuff. Even though I don't say it that much I…L….l….l….l….care about you greatly!"
"Smooth Iris, very smooth," the back cat Digimon said with a smirk, "But I think you know what she means Ms. Iris's mom. And if Iris is in any kind of trouble what so every, I'll make sure to kick their asses as hard as I can. That way, you can hug your daughter once more sound good?" Iris smirk as she starch her partner behind the ears and she began to purr with enjoyment. Mrs. Black had pull out a pink handkerchief and began to wipe some of the tears away from her eyes.
"Oh my Iris," she began wiping more tears away from her eyes, "She really does love me! She really does!" Next to appear when Iris had faded away was Nate. He was smiling to his brother with Sealmon on his shoulder.
"Hey Charlie, hope everything is well," he began with a quick wave.
"Wait, your brother name is Charlie?" the seal Digimon asked as he turn his head to his partner.
"Yes! Now will you let me talk to my brother now!" Nate said to his partner who gave him a smirk back at his human friend. Nate clear his voice before he continued to say, "I hope you didn't take that joke we had too seriously. Anyway, this place is really dangerous and I'm glad I came prepared. There has been a few close calls, we with my help, we all made it though okay."
"Yeah! He took down a giant snake Digimon with his bare hands!" Sealmon quickly added.
"No I didn't!" he quickly yelled back.
"But you did jump on it to help your friends, right?" the seal Digimon asked. Nate looked to the side before saying,
"Well yeah. But wait until you hear some of the other things I've done here Charlie. You would never had guessed it was me doing these things!"
"I still don't believe it and I was there!" the seal Digimon said with a smirk.
"What does that supposed to mean!?"Nate yelled at his partner. As Charlie was watching this, he had his chin resting on his hand and was smiling the whole time. He can see a change in his brother, and that made him feel proud of him. As the image of Nate arguing with his faded away, May soon appeared in her place. She had her hand folded in front of her and Caterpillarmon was on her shoulders.
"Hello Mom, Hello Dad, hope you are both well," May began sound a bit nervous. She took a deep breath before adding, "I know you must be worry sick about me, and I don't blame you. But I'm okay, in fact I'm better than okay! I'm learning so much here the Digital World! When I get back, I'll share my research with you okay. There is just so much that I can't wait to see what will happen next! And also," he pause for a moment to look down, but then she lift up her head and said, "No matter what happens, or what I've learn here in the Digital World, you are still my parents. And that means I love you no matter what. I…I just wanted to say that to both of you now."
"I think that's a good thing to say May," the worm Digimon said with a nod, "May's a smart kid and I'm learning much form her as well. With her brains and my skill as a Digimon, nothing will stop us from saving our world and getting her back home to you both. Just wanted to let you know that's all." May smile as she patted Caterpillarmon on the head. Both Mr. and Mrs. Reid smile at their daughter. The both held each other hands at and knew that their girl will be back home with them soon. As May disappeared from view, Glorymon and Tabanmon soon appeared back with everyone.
"I hope you all enjoy that," the angle Digimon said with a grin, "We both thought it was a good time for all of you to see your children again. And what they said came right from the heart, which I think you all know is true." None of them said a world, for the were too filled with emotion to say anything back to these two Digimon.
"Well, I think it's time for us to go!" the smoking Digimon said cracking his knuckles, "We just wanted to let you people know that your kids are save before they are off on their next leg of their journey." With a quick wave from both of them, the image of Glorymon and Tabanmon soon disappeared. Just as soon as they disappeared, the black box began spark. Then in one big black puff of smoke, the black box fell apart on the table. The parts inside were all fried and could not be put back together no matter how hard on tried. Yet, even though the only device that could commutated to their children was destroyed, they felt fine. They had seen their children and they were safe and they had good friends by their side. This made the loved one feel sure that their children will come back home to the soon and safely. However, they did not know of the upcoming danger that was just around the corner.
Next Time on Digimon Fighters...
Iris: It feel SO good to sleep in a bed again!
Nate: It feels so good taking a bath again too!
Emily: Well I'm hungry, let's see if breakfast is ready!
Kenta: Does anyone smell something burning?
*explosion*
Jake: What was that!?
Tabanmon: Screw this! We're having take out for breakfast!
Glroymon: Hello everyone! As you can see we can't cook to save our lives!
May: But you can build a gateway to another world.
Tabanmon; Ironic isn't it? Anyway, today you can spend you time doing whatever in the lab while we up grade your Digi-vices.
Next Time: Six Stories In the Lab!
Glroymon: Please don't push any red buttons or buttons with a skull and cross bones on it!