Digital Disciples
by Scentomon
Episode 2: "First Camp"
Started:
The 17th of April 2007, Tuesday - Completed:
The 19th of April 2007, Thursday
Uploaded: The
3rd of June 2007, Sunday
There is a dream... In My Dream... of a colorful sphere... That'll grant wishes... To travel to a Magical World... A world we only have... A world we only know... A world we only need... Rotating Around Love... When you're alone... You'll never be alone... Because I'm with you... If not physically... Then spiritually and emotionally... There is a dream... In My Dream...
Episode Summary: After Otazoidmon's sacrifice, the disciples decided to set up camp somehow in the battle area. Knowing the forest, Greemon took Spencer into the forest to gather some food, yet they're jumped by Grizzmon. Back at the camp, Heba told Ahmad everything, yet their quietness was interfered as one Golemon and one J-Mojyamon emerged from the trees into the clearing, from different locations, and since Otazoidmon was already out, it was up to Shetamon and Terrainmon, yet with Shetamon's injury it won't be easy.
Back at the original location where Ammaar appeared in the Digital World, his lone Sentinel Pack was left unnoticed, and left behind. It was shortly after Alex; Ammaar; Heba; Otazoidmon, and Shetamon ran off from the location that a flying Digimon landed on one of the branches of the tree. Near the tree was Ammaar's lone Sentinel Pack, the flying Digimon didn't notice it at first, but once when he glanced down, he noticed it with his sharp eyesight.
The flying Digimon flew down the tree, landing near the Sentinel Pack, staring at it curiously.
"A dimensional pack?" The flying Digimon asked itself.
From the voice, it was easily recognized as a male.
"Humans are here... I won't be able to open, but it's for the better. I better take this with me before any other nasty Digimon come across it." The male Digimon decided.
The flying male Digimon took hold of Ammaar's Sentinel Pack and flew into the air, taking the pack away...
"Is the Digital World always dark like this?" Ahmad asked.
The disciples and their Digimon were all in a circle, still in the clearing after their battle with Musyamon. Ammaar had been silent since he saw his digi-egg, and hadn't said a word since then. It bothered the three disciples, and Shetamon understood how Ammaar felt, because she also started missing Otazoidmon. Starting a new subject, the disciples, excluding Ammaar, took their attention away from Ammaar and his digi-egg. He was also the furthest away from the others.
"Unfortunately yes." Terrainmon replied.
"There are rare places where you can see the sky now in the Digital World." Greemon muttered, glancing up at the dark sky.
"Just how much has the Digital World changed?" Heba asked.
"What do you know about basically?" Shetamon asked, shifting in her position beside Heba, and wincing in pain from her injury.
"Basically up to the DigiDestined with their elemental spirits." Ahmad replied.
"I see... well. After those, came another group, older than the rest, but apparently not as old as you all. Anyway, after that most recent group's job was done, and they went back. Things were peaceful at first, but after five years, things begun to change." Greemon sighed.
"We'll need to seek Equusmon and Denmon on this. I know that they've been around since even before the First Five DigiDestined, and they're still around... hopefully." Terrainmon offered.
"But before we get into anything further, we need to set up a camp." Shetamon reminded.
"Here?" Heba asked.
"Why not?" Shetamon replied.
"I don't think anyone of us has a lighter." Heba remarked.
"Did you forget that I have some control over fire? For a campfire there isn't a problem, but food is the problem." Shetamon reminded, staring at Greemon.
"I know the forest. Let's go and find some food Alex. This would be fun. Don't worry about getting lost with me." Greemon decided, looking at Spencer.
Spencer understood what he said and nodded. He got up onto his feet, and both he and Greemon walked out of the clearing, into the forest, leaving Ammaar; Heba; Ahmad; Shetamon, and Terrainmon to fend for themselves.
"As for us, we need to get a fire going before they come back. We need to clear up some grass, and pile up some broken branches from nearby." Shetamon explained.
"Why clear up some grass when we already have a crater?" Ahmad asked.
Shetamon sweat-dropped, as she had forgotten about the crater. She glanced towards the crater, and begun to wonder if Otazoidmon sacrificed himself to help them that way.
"O.K. then. Forget about clearing up some grass. Let's just pile some broken branched in the center of the crater. Leave the starting of the fire to me." Shetamon grinned.
"Are you sure?" Heba asked, standing up.
"Hey, I might be injured, but I'm not immobilized." Shetamon stated.
"Just asking." Heba smiled.
With that, Ahmad; Terrainmon; Heba, and Shetamon broke up the circle. Heba glanced at Ammaar, who was quietly staring at his digi-egg, oblivious to the world around him. Ahmad and Terrainmon stayed together, as they carefully searched the trees, staying in sight of the clearing. Heba joined them in searching, yet from another location. Shetamon went over to the crater and sat down, crossing her legs near the center of the crater...
Spencer was worried about communicating with Greemon, as they walked deeper into the dark misty forest. Eventually when Spencer glanced behind him, he couldn't see the clearing anymore, since the clearing was out of sight. Greemon walked briskly ahead Spencer, making sure that neither got lost. He noticed and sensed Spencer's uneasiness of being alone, and away from the others.
'Don't worry about it; you can talk with me in Arabic. I do understand it and I'm fluent in it.' Greemon thought.
Greemon stopped, and glanced behind him, noticing that Spencer was looking around in fear and confusion. He grinned, with Spencer obviously hearing his thoughts.
"It's O.K. Ahmad. I talked with you through telepathy." Greemon explained, talking in Arabic.
Spencer turned towards Greemon, blinking.
"I guess we got off at a bad start, so what do you say we start over again?" Greemon asked, again in Arabic.
"I'm O.K. with it, but how were you able to telepath with me?" Spencer asked in Arabic.
'You try it.' Greemon thought.
Spencer heard his Digimon's thought, and surprisingly understood it.
'Um... Is this safe?' Spencer thought.
'Yes. You don't need to worry about a thing. A Digimon and his or her human would always understand each other through telepathy even if the two spoke different languages. I only know of Otazoidmon and Ammaar perfecting it somehow.' Greemon thought.
'Can you hear their thoughts when they telepath?' Spencer thought.
'No. Yet I know when they telepath with each other, because it's obvious. Remember back when Otazoidmon asked Ammaar if he was O.K.?' Greemon thought.
"What? But how could you know of that? You weren't around!" Spencer remarked, speaking in Arabic.
"You only couldn't see me, but I did stay in the same area you were in always Ahmad. I have to say that you're a good runner." Greemon smiled, speaking Arabic.
"Tell me about it." Spencer muttered.
Greemon glanced around him looking at the trees. Eventually he stopped looking, and stared at a certain tree.
'Go and shake that one gently; it has eatable food.' Greemon thought.
Spencer looked at which tree Greemon was staring at, and walked over to it.
'We need something to put the food in.' Greemon thought.
'Done.' Spencer smiled, taking off his silver leather coat.
He folded his silver leather coat neatly, and put it down on the ground, below the tree. He shook the tree gently, and some sort of fruit fell down from the high branches. A lot of it fell down onto the silver leather coat, even though fruit did fall onto the ground all around the tree.
'I'll need energy, and so will you. We can eat the fruit that fell on the ground.' Greemon thought.
'What? What about the fruit in my silver leather coat?' Spencer thought, turning to Greemon.
'They are for the others, remember?' Greemon thought.
'Of course. I guess I'm getting used to you.' Spencer smirked, starting to gather up the fruit that fell onto the ground around the tree.
He grabbed a fruit and tossed it towards Greemon. Greemon pounced into the air like a dog and caught hold of the fruit in his mouth. Greemon chewing his food and swallowed. Once done, Greemon licked his lips. Noticing that he was done, Spencer threw him two more fruit. Greemon pounced in a way that made him catch one in his mouth, and to stop the other with his body. Greemon landed; chewed, and swallowed, before picking up the other fruit.
Spencer finished gathering the fruit and set them all in his silver leather coat.
'I'll eat with the others. Lead the way back.' Spencer thought.
'Sure.' Greemon thought, smiling.
He started to take the lead, while Spencer gathered up his silver leather coat, tying it up, securing the food they gathered in it. It was only a few moments later that Greemon stopped and burped low. Greemon winced as he continued on back to the clearing. Spencer chuckled upon hearing his Digimon's burp, but restrained from commenting, as he followed his Digimon back to the clearing...
'Can you hear me Survivomon?' Ammaar thought.
'Yep.' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar smiled at the digi-egg.
'So you're all safe and warm in there?' Ammaar smiled.
'Yes. Thanks to you.' Survivomon thought.
'You didn't have to go to such drastic measures Comet.' Ammaar thought.
'Well, I basically wanted to give a chance for the others to evolve and to prove that they're capable of defending us. Also, I wanted to clear some grass for a camp fire.' Survivomon thought.
"Wow." Ammaar whispered, glancing towards the crater.
He noticed that the others were in the crater, and at the center Ahmad; Heba, and Terrainmon were piling up some firewood, while Shetamon sat down crossed legged near it.
'You know, while I'm in here, if you look around, I'll also be able to see what's happening outside my digi-egg. It would be through your eyesight that I would be able to see. I hope you don't mind.' Survivomon thought.
'Not at all, but know when to look away or to close the connection between me and you, considering sight.' Ammaar thought.
'Of course.' Survivomon thought.
"Rose Flame!" Shetamon whispered.
With that, Ahmad and Terrainmon settled down. Ammaar noticed Heba staring at him. The pile of firewood caught fire and started to burn, warming up the disciples and Digimon around it.
"Are you coming?" Heba asked.
'Why not?' Survivomon thought.
'I'm not sure.' Ammaar thought.
'What? Now you hesitate? Since you got here you haven't hesitated with her at all in talking with her or consoling her, heck you weren't even nervous around her or shy when you're close to her. So what's different?' Survivomon thought.
'You.' Ammaar thought.
'Oh.' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar shook his head, in answering Heba's question. Heba nodded and sat down near Shetamon.
"So what's the long tale?" Ahmad asked.
"I'll tell you what happened with me, but what happened with Ammaar and Ahmad is their business to tell you..." Heba started.
Heba explained everything to her younger brother, from when she was brought to the Digital World onwards until they rushed over to Ahmad.
"Mine was a purple sphere and it was at home." Ahmad muttered.
"By the way, Ammaar told me about what happened when he passed by our neighborhood today, when he also ran into you and Rami." Heba stated.
"Oh that. Well, Ammaar was wise to avoid us." Ahmad chuckled.
"It was fortunate that he didn't face either of you." Heba remarked.
"Fortunate for us? Just exactly why is that?" Ahmad asked.
"You and Rami, and especially Rami, are pushing Ammaar for trouble, and for what? Just because he's in love with me." Heba noted.
"Well..." Ahmad started.
"Don't even try. I have my experience with boys and from all those that I've met, Ammaar has acted the most respectful towards me. I know how he looks at me, and when he does look at me, he doesn't see a 'hot' female body, but rather a person. You don't have any idea of who Ammaar is, since you weren't his classmate for five years. I'd say I know him better than anyone else in my family." Heba explained, cutting in.
"Oh that's..." Ahmad started, starting to laugh.
But as quick as a flash, Heba slapped Ahmad hard on his right cheek, silencing him effectively. Terrainmon and Shetamon glanced in worry between their two disciples. Hearing the slap, Ammaar raised his head and noticed that Ahmad was staring surprised at Heba, while Heba was glaring at Ahmad.
'Maybe you should step in.' Survivomon thought, suggesting.
'Yeah. We need to know more of this Digital World.' Ammaar thought, agreeing.
His mind decided, Ammaar got up onto his feet, and while carrying his digi-egg close to him, he walked over to the crater, joining the rest, who were in deathly silence. Ammaar took his seat between Shetamon and Terrainmon, with Shetamon to his right and Terrainmon to his left. Shetamon glanced at Ammaar.
"May I carry him for awhile?" Shetamon asked.
'Are you fine with it Survivomon?' Ammaar thought.
'Shetamon holding me? Why not? Besides, your hands and arms need some rest. But please be sure that I don't always stay in Shetamon's arms.' Survivomon thought.
'I'll handle that, don't worry.' Ammaar thought.
Ammaar handed his digi-egg gently over to Shetamon, who carefully took it, and placed it onto her lap. She knelt down and hugged it. Ammaar sweat-dropped, taking off his gloves and putting his hands in front of the fire. Ammaar took quick glances at both Heba and Ahmad, noticing that neither was staring at each other anymore. Ammaar noticed that Heba seemed spaced out, staring at the fire, while Ahmad was staring away.
"So what's the mess here in the Digital World?" Ammaar asked.
"Are you sure you want to know?" Terrainmon asked.
"Hey, we have to know what we're up against." Ammaar replied.
"Well, most of the Digital World is conquered by evil, and this dark misty forest wasn't always dark and misty, but it's the way it is because it's now corrupted. The parts of the Digital World that aren't corrupted are protected from any evil Digimon. I know of a city where angels rule in it, yet more peaceful and civilized Digimon live there with the angel Digimon. There is also of course always Sacred Star Island." Terrainmon explained.
"If we ever leave this forest... Would we always be traveling in the dark night?" Ammaar asked.
"I'm afraid so. You all have to know that not only the Digital World depends on you, but other parallel Earths depend on you, even though they're not aware of it." Terrainmon informed.
"What?" Ahmad asked, staring at his Digimon.
"Are you saying other Earths were conquered?" Heba asked.
Terrainmon nodded, "Yes. And your Earth would be next if we can't stop the main villain."
"Who's this 'main villain'?" Ammaar asked.
"I honestly don't know. What I do know is that he's mate. None of us here has seen the villain. We also know that he watches over his conquered lands and worlds from here in the Digital World." Terrainmon explained.
"What about the DigiDestined, or their Digimon? I mean why hasn't the Digital World called for other humans to save it, besides us?" Heba asked.
"One of the main and first goals that the main villain made sure of was getting rid of the DigiDestined, and all their families, so no heirs would try to start a revolt in their worlds. I wouldn't say the Digital World called onto you all, but rather Allah brought you all here to fight this nemesis. We're talking about Allah choosing the four of you to battle this evil, and not the Digital World choosing." Terrainmon explained.
"The DigiDestined were real? But I thought at the end of Digimon 02, every kid had a Digimon, and I must say that it wouldn't be easy defeating all those kids." Ahmad reminded.
"Actually, if you know the kids' weakness and that they'll easily collapse under certain cases then its way easier to defeat them, and that's how the first Earth fell: the home of the First DigiDestined." Terrainmon explained.
"What about File Island? And we're on Server now right?" Ammaar asked.
"File Island has been corrupted and the primary village there destroyed. The only place in the Digital World that the Digimon are reborn now is Sacred Star Island. Yes, we're on Server now, but close to its west coast." Terrainmon replied.
"So the DigiDestined legacy is over?" Heba asked.
"It was, until you four showed up, yet with you four showing, you all have started a new legacy at the same time." Terrainmon replied.
"So concerning DigiDestined, we aren't them, but a brander... umm... branch?" Ammaar asked.
"I'd say root, or a completely new plant, because all of you are like seeds to this new plant." Terrainmon replied.
"Do you; Shetamon; Otazoidmon, and Greemon all have a common story?" Ahmad asked.
"We do actually, because we were all born in Primary Village in Sacred Star Island. The caretaker of that village: Denmon took great care of us until we became juvenile. After that, the four of us had to travel to Nexus Crystal. That's the name of the angel city. It wasn't an easy journey, and it isn't for any Digimon who head there. Not all Digimon heading there survive." Terrainmon explained.
"Where is Nexus Crystal?" Ammaar asked.
"Coming up with a plan?" Heba asked.
"It's rather destinations to head to." Ammaar replied.
"The journey from here to there won't be easy." Terrainmon warned.
"I never said it would be, but what other choice do we have?" Ammaar asked.
"We all saw some maps in Crescent Tomb, Sacred Star Island that Denmon showed to us and Nexus Crystal is in the north of Process, close to the north coast." Terrainmon replied.
"Do you all know the way there?" Ahmad asked.
"Yes." Terrainmon replied.
"Then we'll have to relay on our cellulars to know the time." Ammaar decided, taking out his cellular and pressing one of the numeral buttons.
Ammaar raised an eyebrow, noticing the time.
"What?" Heba asked.
"Its pass 7 pm on the same day." Ammaar replied.
"So it's basically night back home, or almost night." Heba muttered.
"You'll all have to know that the main villain has made up methods of enslaving Digimon. We might come across some, and to know exactly that they're enslaved is through their white empty eyes. Also a faint light blue mist would be on top of their heads." Terrainmon explained.
"Has there been any way to free them?" Ahmad asked.
Terrainmon shook his head, "No."
"This main villain could have easily combined the first Earth he conquered, with the Digital World. I don't understand why he didn't do it. The main villain is a he, right?" Ammaar asked, shoving his cellular back into his pocket.
"Yes, the main villain is male. The thing is he knows the theoretical results that might happen if he did so, and so to not be able to do it, he conquered other Earths, because you need one Earth and the Digital World, if you're going to merge the Digital World with another world together. If you've conquered more than one world besides the Digital World, then there's no possible way of merging the Digital World with any of the conquered worlds." Terrainmon explained.
"I have a feeling we'll run into a lot of Digimon." Ammaar muttered.
"Yes." Terrainmon replied.
"So it's only the four of us?" Heba asked.
"I guess so." Terrainmon shrugged.
"So if I; Heba, and Spencer all have cellulars and they changed then that means that even if Ahmad didn't have a cellular back on Earth, then he would have one now." Ammaar stated.
Ahmad raised an eyebrow, but other than that he didn't make any other gestures of looking for a cellular that might have been with him.
"... I'm coming to think that the theory of us being here, and also back in our homeworld, like the first season we saw, isn't right, because from the way we all got here, there was no way we could have in any way stayed behind on Earth. I think Spencer also got here like us through some sphere while he was sleeping." Ammaar explained.
"So if we die here, that's it?" Ahmad asked.
"Most likely yeah, but I'll make sure that doesn't happen." Ammaar replied.
After such knowledge, and nothing else at the moment to mention, the disciples and Terrainmon were silent, with the only sound being of Shetamon humming gently to Ammaar's digi-egg...
Spencer grew more and more tired by carrying his tied up silver leather coat in his hands, and he was walking slowly, careful not to harm or damage the food inside. An idea inspired him and he flung his tied silver leather coat over his right shoulder, holding it securely with both hands. Content, Spencer smiled to himself, and walked a bit faster, keeping up with Greemon. The walk back to the clearing was silent, until the clearing came into sight.
Spencer quickly took the lead; passing by Greemon, all filled with relief upon returning, but just as he was yards away from entering the clearing, a low growl made him freeze in his place. The low growl came from nearby in the forest. Spencer glanced around fearfully, frozen in place, with his tied up silver leather coat over his right shoulder. From where he was standing, Spencer noticed Greemon had also stopped, looking tense and alarmed.
'When I tell you to duck, you duck.' Greemon thought.
Spencer heard Greemon, and understood, yet he remained in his place, staring out at the clearing.
'Duck!' Greemon thought.
Quick as a flash, Spencer dropped onto his stomach, and felt the air above him blow. He heard something landing not too far from them, and Spencer quickly got back to his feet, looking towards whatever landed nearby, and his face paled.
'Keep hold on your coat. Use one hand to carry it, and take out your cellular.' Greemon thought.
Spencer did as he was told, as he let his left hand let go of his coat, and dug into his pocket to check his cellular. Having done it once before, Spencer aimed his cellular at the Digimon and pressed on the call button. Like before, a 3D hologram image of the Digimon was imitated out of the cellular's monitor, with the Digimon spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving information about the Digimon, was close to Spencer's.
"Grizzmon - Maturity Mammal Jerebi - Grizzmon is short for Grizzly Monster. Like any other bears, he's a cunning hunter, and prefers to stalk his prey before jumping them. Grizzmon are known to work together and are peaceful. Yet, Grizzmon prefer to hunt on their own, and only work together to fend off a strong hostile threat - His attacks are: Maul Attack and Crescent Dawn."
'Keep your cellular out, we might still need it.' Greemon thought.
With the Digimon identified, Greemon and Spencer both noticed a light blue mist over Grizzmon's head. Noticing it, Grizzmon's eyes widened. Also noticeable were Grizzmon's complete white eyes.
'He's friendly, and he's only attacking us because he's under control. Damn! The main villain must have found out about your arrival somehow, and this might just be a coincidence, which leads in the main villain finding out about you and your friends, but so far, he surely knows only of you.' Greemon thought.
'Can you free him?' Spencer thought.
'Your cellular might help that way, but how exactly, I don't know. I can't take him in this form, so you'll need to evolve me. After that I'll keep him distracted while you head back into the clearing; put the food away, and tell the others what has happened. Together, one of you might find a way to free these enslaved Digimon.' Greemon thought.
Grizzmon growled, and went into a pouncing position. Greemon noticed.
'Quickly, aim the cellular and me, and let it do the rest.' Greemon thought.
Noticing Grizzmon ready to pounce on him again, Spencer did as he was told and aimed his cellular at Greemon in haste. The monitor glowed silver, and Greemon was momentarily bathed in a silver aura, before going transparent silver, evolving.
"GREEMON SHINKA!"
"... GRASLMON!
Graslmon appeared in Greemon's place and Grizzmon turned his attention towards the more immediate threat to himself. Spencer was in awe, staring in admiration at Graslmon.
[Graslmon was now bipedal, the same size of Agumon. He was covered in silver crovinze armor around his chest; arms, and legs. His snout was gone but his face was cream colored. His five finger and toes were clawed in the cream color, but with silver lines across the finger and toes. He had dark green eyes like Greemon. A mane was covering his back neck and some of his back. His face; hands, and feet were covered with silver fur. Around his waist was a silver belt with a sharp knife and a sharp sword in the middle front crossing over each other. His ears were covered by the crovinze armor.
Even though he was short, Graslmon seemed amazing. Spencer aimed his cellular at Graslmon, and a 3D hologram image of Graslmon was imitated out of the cellular's monitor, with Graslmon spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving information about Graslmon, was close to Spencer's.
"Graslmon - Maturity Mammal Jerebi - Graslmon is Greemon's maturity form. He could still hear perfectly, even though his ears were covered with crovinze armor. His nose catches scents faster and stronger than others. Graslmon is short for Grasl Monster, with Grasl meaning rebel. His eyesight was also strong like a bold eagle - His attacks are: Gralen Blades; G Boomerang; Defender's Rage; Grasl's Destiny."
Slowly, Grizzmon approached Graslmon, like a lion would approach its prey. Graslmon looked at Spencer.
'Now's your chance.' Graslmon thought.
Recovering, Spencer slowly nodded and rushed into the clearing...
At first, Spencer noticed that the other disciples weren't in the usual place where he left them, but then he glanced around and saw them sitting together in a circle, in front of a campfire in the crater. He shrugged, and rushed over to them, with his silver leather coat.
"Finally. We're starving." Terrainmon smiled.
Shetamon glanced up and giggled.
"You all better watch out for Terrainmon's tummy, because he has a big one." Shetamon giggled.
Spencer put down the silver leather coat and untied it hastily.
"What's the rush?" Ammaar asked, noticing Spencer's haste.
Spencer untied it, and the fruit appeared. Terrainmon's eyes widened and his lips turned into a wide smile.
"Fruitballs! My favorite!" Terrainmon exclaimed.
"We need to hurry." Spencer remarked, sitting down.
Every one took some fruitballs and started eating them, including Terrainmon and Shetamon. After Both Terrainmon and Shetamon had a few, they tensed up and Shetamon gave Ammaar's digi-egg back to Ammaar. Ammaar quickly finished up his fruitball and took his digi-egg.
'You know, I would feed you, but how can I feed a digi-egg?' Ammaar thought.
'Very funny. While I was in Shetamon's arms I felt three hostile Digimon, and two were controlled. One of the controlled ones was battling with Greemon's evolved form. There are two others observing and watching us from different spots in the forest. Shetamon and Terrainmon felt them too.' Survivomon thought.
"Oh crap." Ammaar muttered.
Heba and Ahmad were confused at their Digimon reactions, and Ammaar only made them more confused, as they turned their attention towards them.
"Two hostile Digimon are watching us. One of them is controlled. A third is in the forest nearby battling Greemon's evolved form. The third one is also controlled." Ammaar explained.
Heba's eyes widened, while Ahmad paled.
"Which Digimon are they?" Ahmad asked.
Spencer listened in, and from what he understood, Grizzmon wasn't the only trouble they were having, or going to have.
"The controlled one is J-Mojyamon, and the one not controlled is Golemon, otherwise known as Rockmon. The controlled one in the forest battling Graslmon is Grizzmon." Terrainmon explained quietly, his eyes glancing around the forest.
Shetamon's eyes also glanced around the forest, but both Terrainmon and Shetamon remained seated. Suddenly, J-Mojyamon rushed out of the forest, while Golemon crashed out of the forest. Immediately Terrainmon and Shetamon got onto their feet. Their disciples followed them.
'I don't like this.' Ammaar thought.
'Trust me, and remain seated. You'd be surprised.' Survivomon thought.
Sensing the other disciples in danger and in need of him, Graslmon abandoned his battle with Grizzmon, and quickly regrouped with the rest. Ahmad and Heba were in awe at seeing Graslmon, but Ammaar was unfazed, since he was the one who had thought up and designed Graslmon.
'What happened?' Spencer asked.
'Grizzmon was too tough. I didn't want to delete him, because he was just being under control.' Graslmon thought.
Ammaar; Heba; Ahmad; Terrainmon; Shetamon, and Spencer all noticed the light blue mist on top of J-Mojyamon's head, and his complete white eyes, which indicated that he was under control. Moments later and Grizzmon jumped out of the forest into the clearing, with the same mist above his head, and the same white eyes. The disciples moved away from the fire and grouped together, yet Ammaar remained seated, alarming the other disciples.
"What are you doing?" Heba asked.
"Leave him. He'll be fine. It us we need to worry about." Shetamon replied.
"What do you mean?" Ahmad asked.
"You'll all eventually see. Travis is more capable than you all think." Terrainmon replied.
"Travis?" Spencer asked.
'Ammaar's character name.' Graslmon thought.
"It's Ammaar's character name." Graslmon replied.
"Just like Spencer is Ahmad's character name?" Ahmad asked.
"Exactly." Graslmon replied.
"There are only three of them, so who takes on who?" Terrainmon asked.
"I'll take Golemon." Shetamon decided.
"Put you're injured." Heba complained.
"Either way, I'll have to battle one of them and I'm capable against Golemon. Don't worry about me Heba." Shetamon assured.
"Don't worry about you?!" Heba fumed. "Like at yourself! You aren't only smaller, but you're injured, while Golemon is huge in size and likely at his full strength."
"All I have to say is that the fruitballs helped me Heba." Shetamon insisted.
"What do we know about them?" Ahmad asked.
Silently, from his lone position near the campfire, Ammaar dug into his pocket where his cellular was and took it out. He knew that Spencer had probably already checked on Grizzmon, so Ammaar aimed at Golemon first. A 3D hologram image of Golemon was imitated out of the cellular's monitor, with Golemon spinning around. Like those times before, the voice that spoke, giving information about Golemon, was close to Ammaar's.
"Golemon - Maturity Mineral Grasl - This large rock giant is extremely powerful, with strong defenses and offenses, yet his weakness are in speed and agility. If you're small and have what Golemon hasn't, still don't underestimate him, or you'll be the one deleted. Golemon is also known as Rockmon - His attacks are: Rock Ball; Rock Punch; Sulfur Plume; Guardian Bomb; Anti-Digi Beam; Gigantic Press."
"I don't like this." Heba muttered.
Next, Ammaar aimed his cellular at J-Mojyamon, and the 3D hologram image blurred from Golemon to J-Mojyamon spinning.
"J-Mojyamon - Maturity Ancient Meric - J-Mojyamon is short for Jungle Mojyamon, as J-Mojyamon is the southern cousin of the arctic Mojyamon. Living in the jungle has given this Digimon a brown color. He might be short, but don't underestimate him - His attacks are: Parameter Patch; Jungle Punch; Jungle Bone; Jungle Headbutt; Jungle Kick."
"I'm against J-Mojyamon." Terrainmon decided.
"That leaves Grizzmon for me. Shetamon, do what you like with Golemon sense he already is evil. Terrainmon, try your best not to delete J-Mojyamon, yet keep him distracted. I'll do the same as Terrainmon. We'll leave our humans to fend for themselves, and I advise all of you to be near Ammaar, since he's more..." Graslmon started.
"Capable! We know!" Heba and Ahmad interrupted in unison.
The two siblings blinked at each other, before turning away. They went over to Ammaar, with Spencer following them.
"O.K. Digital Disciples... Charge!" Graslmon yelled, charging towards Grizzmon.
"I'll need to use ranged attacks. Now I'm really on fire. Flaming Tornado!" Shetamon yelled.
Shetamon spun around herself fast at high speeds, forming a fire tornado around herself, with her at the center of the tornado, as she spun into the air and out of sight. Shetamon went behind Golemon, still spinning at the center of her fire tornado, as she went right through Golemon, penetrating his data. Shetamon landed gracefully out of Golemon, with a large open hole in Golemon.
"Fastest deletion in digital history." Shetamon smiled, watching Golemon burst into dead data.
Heba was amazed at how fast Shetamon was able to delete her opponent, and now Shetamon was free to help either Terrainmon or Graslmon. She glanced at the two to see how they were doing. She noticed that Terrainmon was handling himself fine with J-Mojyamon, and so was Graslmon with Grizzmon. Shetamon noticed that she was still injured, and in order to recover, she would need to devolve, or evolve, so she went back to the disciples to defend them.
"Wow! Shetamon deleted Golemon before he could even attack!" Ahmad exclaimed.
"Yeah, she's amazing." Spencer agreed.
Heba smiled and innocently shrugged.
"Crescent Dawn!" Grizzmon yelled.
"Gralen Blades!" Graslmon yelled.
Graslmon took out his blades and crossed them together in front of him. An X formed silver beam was released from the crossed blades, colliding with Grizzmon's Crescent Dawn, and both cancelled the other out in an explosion.
"Maul Attack!" Grizzmon yelled.
Swiftly and hastily, Graslmon jumped back slightly into the air, and stayed there as he bent backwards, with a silver collar forming around his neck; lower arms, and lower legs. The collar in the middle front was carved in the 5 edged star with the circle around it. The mark was the same size as the collar. The mark was the crest of gralen. With him ready, Graslmon flew out of Grizzmon's attack, as being the way he was then, he was capable of flying or swimming.
Graslmon glided down to the ground, and swiftly turned around, just in time to see Grizzmon pounce on him. Reacting quickly, Graslmon pounced to his left, avoiding Grizzmon.
"Jungle Bone!" J-Mojyamon yelled.
"Perfect." Terrainmon grinned, galloping at J-Mojyamon.
"Say bye-bye to your bone! Terrain Blast!" Terrainmon yelled.
From the energy behind Terrainmon's attack, Terrainmon himself was blast backwards. But the attack had done its purpose as it went through the bone, deleting it, before continuing on towards J-Mojyamon. J-Mojyamon was wise and quick enough to sidestep the attack, avoiding it. Terrainmon had landed a few yards away, and he was disoriented for a moment, shaking his head, with his eyes closed. J-Mojyamon rushed towards Terrainmon, taking his chance.
Unarmed, it appeared that J-Mojyamon decided in using melee attacks. Terrainmon was reoriented in time to notice J-Mojyamon rushing at him. Defending himself and reacting quickly, Terrainmon used a technique of his, which he knew wouldn't delete J-Mojyamon.
"Plate Whip!" Terrainmon yelled.
Terrainmon whipped J-Mojyamon once in his face, sending him spinning in the air backwards, away from Terrainmon. Terrainmon remained at his spot, watching J-Mojyamon fall on his face several yards away from Terrainmon, knocked out cold, which satisfied Terrainmon, knowing that he didn't have to delete J-Mojyamon after all. From where Graslmon was, he noticed how Terrainmon dealt with J-Mojyamon, knocking him out unconscious.
He decided to do the same with Grizzmon, even though it would be harder. He quickly came up with a plan, which he hoped would knock Grizzmon out.
"How did you evolve Greemon?" Ammaar asked Spencer.
Spencer shrugged, "through my cellular somehow."
"... Maybe it's through our cellular that we can free Grizzmon and J-Mojyamon." Ammaar suggested thoughtfully.
"That's an idea, but how exactly?" Ahmad asked.
"I guess our cellulars need to absorb the light blue mist on their heads, and with that we'll see what'll happen and if it'll work or not." Ammaar shrugged.
"Would we need to press a button?" Heba asked.
"I don't think so." Ammaar replied.
Heba glanced at Ahmad.
"Now's your chance to see your cellular and to use it." Heba grinned.
Ahmad sweat-dropped, "Yeah, sure."
Ahmad dug his hands into his shorts' pockets, and in his right pocket felt his cellular. Surprised, Ahmad took it out, and it was like Ammaar's cellular in shape, yet it was similar to Heba's and Spencer's cellulars in design. It was closer to Spencer's in design. It had the word Meric, and his monitor showed a purple sphere in a white background, with the crest of facts in white spinning inside the sphere. His cellular was mostly colored purple, but it did have white linings.
There was an arched rainbow above the word Meric. Ahmad stared in awe at his cellular for a few moments, before he instinctively walked over to J-Mojyamon. Terrainmon watched his human, and tensed up, ready to retaliate at J-Mojyamon if he threatened Ahmad in anyway. J-Mojyamon remained unmoving out senseless. Ahmad reached J-Mojyamon and just aimed his cellular at J-Mojyamon's head.
Looking closely Ahmad noticed that J-Mojyamon's eyes were closed. The monitor on Ahmad's cellular glowed purple, and the light blue mist was sucked into the cellular's monitor. With that done, Ahmad walked back carefully, while Terrainmon kept his eye on J-Mojyamon. J-Mojyamon glowed purple, before shrinking, devolving back into a plant Digimon. The plant Digimon woke up, opening its complete black eyes, and stood up, rubbing below it purple petals.
"Who's that?" Spencer asked.
"Did it work?" Heba asked.
"I guess it did." Ammaar replied.
Once back with the rest of the disciples, Ahmad aimed his cellular at the plant Digimon. A 3D hologram image of the plant Digimon was imitated out of the cellular's monitor, with the plant Digimon spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving out the information about the plant Digimon, was close to Ahmad's.
"Aruraumon - Juvenile Nature Meric - This plant Digimon's a relative of Palmon, with it being like somewhat an evil version of Palmon. Aruraumon has dark purple petals, instead of Palmon's pink ones. Aruraumon is short for Auru Monster, which was the Akkadian goddess of Earth. Aruraumon is also known as Alraumon in Japanese. Alrau was short for alraune, which is German for hot mandrake, which is a type of plant. Aruraumon could either be male or female - Its attacks are: Nemesis Ivy; Gloom Dust; Hungry Hand."
"Wow." Spencer muttered.
"Where am I?" Aruraumon asked, whispering.
From its voice, the disciples and their Digimon noticed that it was a male. Graslmon noticed that the technique had worked, and that all that was left was for him to knock Grizzmon unconscious, which worked better than he though. Grizzmon noticed some threat from Aruraumon and quickly galloped at him. Aruraumon noticed, and quickly screamed.
"Maul Attack!" Grizzmon yelled.
Aruraumon was too terrified to try and avoid the attack; however, he didn't need to worry, as Terrainmon was on it. Terrainmon galloped towards Aruraumon, and once in range, Terrainmon grinned, ready for his assault.
"Plate Whip!" Terrainmon yelled.
Successfully, Terrainmon whipped Grizzmon away from Aruraumon, even though his tail was harmed slightly from Grizzmon's Maul Attack. Grizzmon was deflected back towards Graslmon, and Graslmon took the chance given to him by Terrainmon to knock Grizzmon out cold.
"G Boomerang!" Graslmon yelled.
Graslmon used his sword, and with his right hand moved it back, and then swiftly he thrashed it forward quickly, moving it in a spiral way towards the incoming Grizzmon really fast. G Boomerang clashed into Grizzmon so powerful that G Boomerang was deflected back at Graslmon; he caught it skillfully and unharmed. Success arrived as Grizzmon was knocked out on his stomach with his eyes closed. Graslmon sheathed his blades and nodded towards Spencer.
Spencer saw how Ahmad had done it, and so with confidence, Spencer approached the unconscious Grizzmon, taking out his cellular. Reaching Grizzmon, Spencer aimed his cellular at Grizzmon's head, and the cellular's monitor glowed silver. The light blue mist on Grizzmon's head was absorbed into Spencer's cellular. Grizzmon glowed silver, then devolved back into a bear cub wearing a cap...
To be continued...
There is a dream... In My Dream... of a colorful sphere... That'll grant wishes... To travel to a Magical World... A world we only have... A world we only know... A world we only need... Rotating Around Love... When you're alone... You'll never be alone... Because I'm with you... If not physically... Then spiritually and emotionally... There is a dream... In My Dream...
Fandom Digimon of mine:
1. Graslmon
Author's Notes: I know that J-Mojyamon isn't Aruraumon's adult form, but I decided on using some diversity, inspired from a friend of mine. I know this is shorter than the first episode, but it's still long, and full of action. Now the D-Disciples have some ideas on what they're facing in the Digital World. Until the next episode, read and review. Remia!