Digital Disciples
by Scentomon
Episode 3: "Journey to Nexus
Crystal"
Started: The 19th of April 2007,
Thursday - Completed: The 29th of April 2007,
Sunday
Uploaded: The 8th of June 2007, Friday
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: With Golemon defeated, and both Grizzmon and J-Mojyamon freed, the disciples have a peaceful deep sleep. Early the next day, Bearmon and Aruraumon were the first to wake up to danger, as they woke up the disciples and their Digimon. Their plans set the night before, the disciples and their Digimon make a run for it, letting the newly digivolved Grizzmon and J-Mojyamon to fend off the danger. They journey through the Digital World, encountering numerous dangers, and meeting new Digimon friends, as they headed towards Nexus Crystal.
"Bearmon - Juvenile Mammal Jerebi - Bearmon is a young bear cub, with a blue hat, and standing on two legs. Even though juvenile, Bearmon are strong juvenile Digimon, capable of holding their own against many opponents with their melee attacks, and speed - His attacks are: Bear Fist and Bear Roll."
The bear cub turned out to be Bearmon: the juvenile form of Grizzmon. With the battle over, Aruraumon joined the disciples and their Digimon at the campfire in the crater, while Spencer had carried Bearmon close by. The Fruitballs were all eaten up by the disciples and the Digimon. Spencer had his long silver coat back on him.
"Thank you all for freeing me. I don't know what came of me." Aruraumon thanked.
"Oh, you were just under the main villain's control. It's fine." Greemon remarked.
"Do you remember anything while you were in his control?" Ahmad asked.
"I know I haven't seen him. I wasn't in control of my body, and neither my mind, but my spirit was still there unaffected. I drifted in and out of subconscious, and so I don't know much." Aruraumon replied.
"Have you seen Golemon or Grizzmon before?" Terrainmon asked.
Aruraumon shook his head, "No, I haven't. I'm sorry of battling you Terrainmon."
Terrainmon smiled, "Think nothing of it. I don't carry grudges."
"Yeah right." Greemon muttered.
Terrainmon glared at Greemon for a few moments, before looking away. Ammaar was looking at his cellular and was trying to think of a certain name for it. It certainly wasn't a univice, or wasn't any other digivice he thought of before.
"What's on your mind?" Heba asked.
Ammaar glanced at Heba, "just thinking of some stuff."
"Care to share with us?" Shetamon asked.
"We've seen what our cellulars can do, and I've start to think that they're starting to act like some sort of digivice." Ammaar replied.
"Of course. These are similar to what the DigiDestined in Frontier had." Ahmad reminded.
"Yet different. We don't have any spirits with us for one thing, and for another we have Digimon partners." Ammaar remarked.
"Digimon partners were for the Tamers and DigiDestined. I think a new term is due for a new branch of chosen." Aruraumon stated.
(From here onwards, I'll be using newer terms like 'Codelimin' and 'Soul-Warrior Copedam', as I'll be keeping using my own terms for the evolution levels.)
"Yeah and that is Soul-Warrior Copedam." Ammaar added.
"I don't get it." Terrainmon stated.
"A soul-warrior is a companion of any type that is with their human masters or partners. There are many types of soul-warriors, and copedam is the term not for Digimon, but for Digimon partner. As for Digimon, its term is Codelimin." Ammaar explained.
"So what should we name the digivice?" Heba asked.
"Mine has written on it Satuza... It can be named The Satuza Digivice." Ammaar shrugged.
"Ours have Meric, so that means ours can be named Meric Digivice." Ahmad added.
"Just what is Meric?" Greemon asked.
"In my made up language: Twilasin, Meric means Rainbow." Ammaar replied.
"Rainbow ah? Suitable, considering the rainbow arc above the name." Heba nodded.
"What about Satuza?" Shetamon asked.
"It's also a Twilasin term, meaning Myths, or any other term close to it like legend; mystic, etc." Ammaar replied.
"So yours The Satuza Digivice, and ours Meric Digivices." Spencer smiled.
Ammaar nodded, "I was also thinking that maybe we should build a cabin or some shelter here some time while we here in the Digital World."
"But weren't we going to Nexus Crystal?" Ahmad asked.
"Yes, but later on. We're humans from Earth, and I think we need our own shelter. Of course, we'll need to build it ourselves with our soul-warrior copedam." Ammaar explained.
"But we don't have any tools." Spencer reminded.
"We'll get them from Nexus Crystal; there's no problem there. Besides, from Little House on the Prairie, I know how to deal with building a cabin at least from nature." Ammaar grinned.
"From the forest." Greemon remarked.
"Of course... Where else?" Ammaar asked.
"The question is: how long would it take for us to get to Nexus Crystal?" Heba asked.
"On water or land?" Shetamon asked.
"What's the difference?" Ahmad asked.
"On water it's faster, yet more dangerous with hostile marine codelimin; whirlpools, and hurricanes." Terrainmon replied.
"What about land?" Spencer asked.
"We came that way here. We knew that we were destined to become your soul-warrior copedam, and we followed our instinct and traveled here from Nexus Crystal, and we traveled by land." Greemon explained.
"So it's longer?" Ahmad asked.
"We're afraid so, and it isn't any less dangerous than water, because besides enslaved codelimin, there are hostile codelimin; sand storms, and heat. Land isn't any easier." Terrainmon replied.
"We'll help." An innocent childish animalistic voice announced.
The disciples and the digimon turned towards the voice, and saw it coming from Bearmon, who was awake and standing. Bearmon lowered his right paw, and lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Yes. We can help." Aruraumon agreed.
"You know? I've been wondering about these." Spencer commented, staring at his white shirt, and more specifically at the outlined silver panther.
"They're our animal souls." Ammaar replied.
"Wow... How do you know all this stuff?" Ahmad asked.
Ammaar grinned, "Because I came up with it."
Ahmad chuckled.
"But what do they have to do with us?" Heba asked.
"We can change into them, but we'll need to gain them first. It's similar to Frontier, and their spirits, but in this case it's animal souls instead of elements." Ammaar replied.
Heba glanced down at her Islamic gown. For a few moments she was silent, before glancing up at Ammaar.
"So mine is a... Snow Leopard?" She asked, guessing.
Ammaar nodded, "Yes."
Heba's eye twitched, "nice."
"So is it land or sea for us?" Spencer asked.
"We advise land." Greemon suggested.
"And we'll go with it." Ammaar agreed.
"Hey! Just who made you leader?" Ahmad asked.
Ammaar grinned, pointing at his goggles.
"The goggles did, and besides I know of what's going on around here better than anybody else, wouldn't you say Ahmad?" Ammaar asked.
"I guess you do." Ahmad admitted, folding his arms.
"Land it is." Heba moaned.
"For now, we all need to get some sleep for tomorrow." Aruraumon suggested.
"I agree; it's pass 10 pm." Ammaar informed.
"Exhausting day." Ahmad stretched.
"Sure was." Spencer agreed.
"Just where are we going to sleep?" Heba asked.
"We have no other choice." Ammaar replied.
Heba's eyes widened, "On the ground?!"
"Well, there is a first time for everything." Ammaar nodded, taking of his cape.
"What are you doing?" Heba asked.
Ammaar smirked, folding up his cape. He stretched it out towards Heba. Heba stared at Ammaar uncertainly.
"Take it; you'll need it more than me." Ammaar replied.
"I can handle myself." Heba snarled.
"I'm sure you can, but my cape would be a good pillow for you." Ammaar insisted.
'Figures.' Ahmad thought, rolling his eyes.
Defeated, Heba snatched Ammaar's folded cape and lied down, put Ammaar's folded cape under her head. Ammaar shoved his digivice back into his pocket.
"What about you?" Heba asked.
"I'll just cuddle up to my digi-egg." Ammaar replied.
Heba giggled, "Nice. First thing tomorrow morning I'm returning it to you."
"Fine with me." Ammaar shrugged.
One way or another, the disciples laid down on the ground, but for some smart ones, like Ahmad and Spencer, they slept further away on the grass, with their soul-warrior copedam beside them. Bearmon and Aruraumon joined Ahmad and Spencer on the grass, while Heba allowed Shetamon to share her pillow. Ammaar slept on his side, cuddling his digi-egg...
Day 2:
Dawn of the 10th
of April 2007, Tuesday
Melody Forest, Server
Early the next morning, Bearmon twitched, and sniffed. Alarmed by some smell, Bearmon woke up, with his eyes wide. Silently, Aruraumon also woke up.
"This isn't good." Aruraumon whispered.
"What?" Ahmad asked, rubbing his eyes.
Terrainmon yawned, before he sniffed, and his face paled.
"We're surrounded." Terrainmon whispered.
Ahmad's eyes widened, "What? Not again!"
His screaming woke up the others. Spencer woke up, followed by Greemon. Next were Shetamon; Heba, and then Ammaar.
"We better head back to the crater again. Now!" Bearmon advised, walking backwards towards the crater.
Quickly, Spencer and Ahmad got to their feet, and with their soul-warrior copedam taking the lead, they regrouped with Ammaar; Heba, and Shetamon. Heba handed Ammaar's cape back to Ammaar. Reluctantly, Ammaar took his folded and dirty cape back. He stared at Heba. Heba shrugged.
"What did you expect? I was sleeping on the ground." Heba reminded.
"I guess it was a bad idea." Ammaar muttered.
"Actually, we had a good sleep because of it." Shetamon smiled.
"Yeah. We needed the rest." Heba agreed.
"Sure, and now my whole body is aching. But I'm not going to complain about it." Ammaar decided.
'This is starting out a bad day, and it only will get worse.' Ammaar thought.
"What are you two babbling about now?" Terrainmon asked.
"Nothing relevant." Heba replied, glancing at Ammaar.
Ammaar put down his digi-egg, and unfolded his dirty cape. Swiftly, he put it over his shoulders and in no time, he was wearing it again. And to think, he was wearing something of his that his sweetheart slept on. Ammaar quickly shrugged that thought aside; as he knew they were in some bigger danger. He picked up his digi-egg once more and hugged it. Spencer; Greemon; Ahmad; Terrainmon; Bearmon, and Aruraumon had regrouped with them in the crater.
"Just what is it that we're facing?" Ahmad asked.
"Some new hostile codelimin. Most of them are maturity, but one of them is migration." Terrainmon replied.
"I knew it! Once that main villain found out about us, he sent more of his goons to get rid of us. This is going to be a terrible day." Greemon remarked.
"I don't like the sound of that." Spencer muttered.
"Look, you four disciples are here to bring peace back to the Digital World. We'll distract them, while you two make your escape." Aruraumon informed.
"I don't think so." A codelimin replied, coming out of the forest and into the clearing.
Since Ammaar's hands were full, Heba took her Meric Digivice out, and aimed it at the codelimin.
"Oh that's original." Ahmad muttered.
[The codelimin that appeared into the clearing was three feet taller than his lower form. The black vest was still on his chest. He was bipedal, with black fur. The fur was like a lion's. A black chain was around the codelimin's waist. His mane was black on his head. He had a lion's tail with black gangster gloves. His eyes were menacing red.
A 3D hologram image of the codelimin was imitated out of the digivice's monitor, with the codelimin spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving information about the codelimin, was close to Heba's.
"Gangamon - Migration Mammal Grasl - Gangamon was the leader of any Gangstermon gang. Gangamon was short for Gang Monster. Gangamon's natural evolved form was Callismon, but he could also evolve to Strife Wolfmon - His attacks are: Fist of Crime and Chain of Theft."
Ammaar knew he might have had limited amount of photos that he was able of taking in his new digital camera, and yet its storage could be limitless. So, either way, while the disciples were informed about Gangamon, Ammaar had taken his black digital camera out and took photos of everything once. He took one photo of Bearmon; Aruraumon; Gangamon; Terrainmon; Shetamon; Greemon; Spencer; Heba; Ahmad, and his digi-egg.
"Nice. If we get out of this, I'll take photos of you... Of course if you'll let me." Heba grinned.
Ammaar shrugged, "I would let you."
He shoved back his black digital camera into his pocket, "that is of course if we get out of this, like you said."
"Of course." Heba nodded.
"This definitely isn't that time for it." Ahmad stated.
"And don't think the photo chances are over yet." Greemon added.
Ammaar took Greemon's word for it, and quickly took out his digital camera once more. At that moment, out of the forest, from all around them, more codelimin appeared of the same type, and it appeared that they easily outnumbered the soul-warrior copedam and their codelimin friends.
"They're too many of them." Bearmon gasped, taking a step back.
"Are you afraid little cub?" Gangamon asked.
"We'll take you down." Aruraumon stated, taking a step forward.
Ammaar didn't waste his chance and took some photos of the codelimin that surrounded them. Once again Heba used her Meric Digivice to check out the codelimin that outnumbered them vastly.
[The codelimin that outnumbered the codelimin in the crater appeared to be the lower form of Gangamon. They were as tall as Lobomon. They had the looks of Were Garurumon, but with no clothes, and brown bristled fur. The only clothes on them were black gangster vests, with black front armguards. Their tails were black and like a wolf's. Their eyes were menacing black.
The 3D hologram image of Gangamon shifted to the codelimin that outnumbered them, with the codelimin spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving information about the codelimin, was close to Heba's.
"Gangstermon - Maturity Mammal Grasl - Gangstermon were usually in groups or 'gangs'. Gangstermon was short for Gangster Monster. Their leader was usually Gangamon. They could evolve into Lust Garurumon; Shadow Were Garurumon; Gangamon; Shadow Garurumon or Lykamon. In special cases, Gangstermon could matrix evolve to Strike Wolfmon. Their attacks are: Crime Slash and Crime Victory."
Before anyone could act, a blurry figure rushed out into the clearing, and sliced through one of the Gangstermon, bursting it into data, deleting it. Gangamon and his gang, along with Aruraumon and Bearmon, including the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam, all turned their heads towards the assaulter who was behind the Gangstermon that was deleted. Gangamon reacted quickly, as he absorbed his minion's data.
The disciples and their soul-warrior copedam were shocked to see Musyamon. Heba quickly shoved her digivice back into her pocket.
"Is... Is he the same one?" Ahmad asked.
"He is." Terrainmon muttered.
"But how could he survive Otazoidmon's technique?" Shetamon inquired.
'That's what I'd like to know!' Survivomon thought.
"Wait... Musyamon wasn't even enslaved, so maybe he's paying us back." Ammaar suggested.
"Why would he pay us back?" Greemon asked.
"Yeah, and besides didn't we try to delete him?" Heba asked.
"Questions later. The thing is I avoided the direct assault." Musyamon explained.
"We need to evolve and help Musyamon." Aruraumon decided.
Aruraumon glowed purple, and grew.
"ARURAUMON SHINKA!"
"...
J-MOJYAMON!"
"I'm with you!" Bearmon agreed, and he glowed silver.
"BEARMON SHINKA!"
"... GRIZZMON!"
"Now we'll fight them, while the rest of you make a run for it." J-Mojyamon whispered.
J-Mojyamon rushed towards the Gangstermon, while Grizzmon galloped towards one of the Gangstermon, before pouncing on it. Musyamon jumped at Gangamon. Gangamon easily avoided Musyamon slash by stepping back. Ammaar quickly took photos of J-Mojyamon; Grizzmon, and Musyamon. When he was done, he hastily shoved his digital camera back into his pocket.
"Let's get out of here." Ammaar whispered.
The disciples and their soul-warrior copedam used the confusion and the chaotic battle to escape into the forest...
"We might never see them again." Terrainmon muttered, galloping deeper in the forest.
"Yeah. They were easily outnumbered, even with Musyamon. They'll be deleted." Greemon sighed.
"Did you see how Gangamon absorbed his comrade?" Ahmad asked.
"Just keep running. For Gangamon, his gang was just minions for him: his minions." Ammaar remarked.
Ammaar wasn't looking were he was going, and for the second time, he tripped over an overgrown root, which appeared above the surface, and he fell flat on his face. He tried to get up, but because the others were running like him, they fell onto them, starting with Heba; Shetamon; Ahmad, and Spencer. Ammaar groaned, being in a pile. He was glad that his digi-egg fell out of his hand when he tripped, or it might have been squashed if it stayed with him.
From being flat on the ground, Ammaar did see his digi-egg ahead of him safe. He did notice that Heba was above him, but he quickly shrugged that thought away.
"You know, even though this is comfy, I'd hate to break us up, but PLEASE WHOEVER IS ON TOP, GET OFF!" Ammaar roared.
Greemon and Terrainmon were safe away from the pile, yet they were amused by what they saw. Spencer quietly got off, followed by Ahmad. Next was Shetamon, and only Heba and Ammaar were left, and for some reason Heba didn't get off of Ammaar too quickly.
"Heba?" Ammaar asked.
Heba blushed, hastily getting to her feet. Ammaar got back to his feet and when he turned around, Heba slapped him on the left cheek, even though Ammaar was also blushing. The intensity of the slap, forced Ammaar to move his face to the left momentarily. It also left a red mark on Ammaar's left cheek, and with it, Ammaar's blush vanished.
"What was that for?" Ammaar asked, looking back at Heba.
"What you said!" Heba hissed.
Ammaar chuckled, "I thought you liked that!"
Heba snarled, "Yeah right!"
She lowered her head, and smiled slightly.
"Here we go again." Greemon whispered.
"What?" Ammaar asked.
He glanced around him and noticed that their soul-warrior copedam formed an outer circle around them.
"We're surrounded?" Ahmad asked.
"I'm afraid so." Terrainmon replied.
"Man, it seems this main villain wants us gone badly." Spencer stated.
"He just despises humans." Shetamon informed.
"Just what is surrounding us?" Heba asked, over the whole pile incident.
"Nasty werewolves." Terrainmon shivered.
Heba paled, "we... werewolves?"
"I'm afraid so. What are surrounding us are relatives to Garurumon, yet nasty relatives." Shetamon added.
"Oh my god." Spencer whispered.
'I shouldn't have tripped. I should have paid more attention... and... Survivomon!' Ammaar thought.
He glanced towards where he last saw his digi-egg on the ground, and noticed it still there. Ammaar quickly rushed out of the protective circle, heading over to his digi-egg, and just when the werewolves appeared. Ammaar recognized all of them, but everything happened too fast. Numerous and various werewolves jumped out at the disciples who were circled, and some jumped at Ammaar.
"Plate Whip!" Terrainmon yelled, whipping a werewolf away.
"Acidic Beams!" Greemon yelled, as he blasted two werewolves away.
"Triple Lightning Claws!" Shetamon yelled, digging her left hand into a werewolf, stunning it with internal black lightning.
Ammaar held tighter onto his digi-egg, and flipped backwards at the right time. His legs connected with a werewolf's stomach, and Ammaar's somersault sent the werewolf flying into a tree, knocking it out. By flipping backwards, Ammaar avoided the other werewolves that jumped him. Ammaar quickly got to his feet.
"Rose Flames!" Shetamon yelled.
Ammaar noticed the attack heading towards him, and he quickly understood. The attack wasn't aimed at him, but was rather to clear a path towards him, so the disciples could regroup with him. Ammaar side-stepped the flames to the left, and he felt the intense heat imitating from the Shetamon's technique. The disciples and their soul-warrior copedam hastily regrouped with Ammaar, with their soul-warrior copedam once again forming a defensive outer circle.
"Are you O.K.?" Heba asked.
Ammaar nodded, "just fine."
'Are you O.K. Survivomon?' Ammaar thought.
'I knew you won't abandon me.' Survivomon thought.
"I'll check them out." Ahmad decided, taking his Meric Digivice out.
Ahmad aimed his digivice towards the nearest werewolf, as the werewolves begun to surround them. From the looks of it, it appeared that there were a dozen werewolves. With a free hand, Ammaar took the chance to take out his digital camera and to take photos of the werewolves around them. A 3D hologram image of the nearest were wolf was imitated out of Ahmad's digivice monitor, with the werewolf spinning around.
The voice that spoke, giving information about the werewolf, was close to Ahmad's. Once done with the photos, Ammaar kept his digital camera with him, and he didn't put it back in his pocket, because he sensed he would be needing it soon. Every time Ahmad went to another codelimin, the 3D hologram image shifted from the previous one to the next one.
"Lust Garurumon - Migration Mammal Grasl - One of many relatives of Garurumon, Lust Garurumon is one of the nasty relatives. With his Blood Claws, he could easily puncher skin. Lust Garurumon are most effective in packs, and even though they have a single attack, they're most dangerous - His attack is: Blood Claws."
[Lust Garurumon was like Were Garurumon, but instead of Were Garurumon's whiteness, Lust Garurumon was purple. Instead of Were Garurumon's light blue, Lust Garurumon was red. Lust Garurumon also had two sabers in their jaws.
"Shadow Garurumon - Migration Mammal Grasl - One of many relatives of Garurumon, Shadow Garurumon was like Lust Garurumon, as being one of the nasty relatives. Unlike Lust Garurumon, Shadow Garurumon prefer to hunt their preys on their own, and at night. Like Lust Garurumon, Shadow Garurumon has one technique, but it's a powerful technique - His attack is: Shadow Ghost."
[Shadow Garurumon was like Were Garurumon, but instead of white, Shadow Garurumon was brown. Where Were Garurumon was blue, Shadow Garurumon was black.
"Lykamon - Migration Mammal Grasl - Similar to Callismon, Lykamon was created by Arkadimon adding its DNA to other codelimin, in this case, it is a mutated Garurumon. He was amongst three codelimin that were altered or created by Arkadimon. Lykamon could be found be the ringleader of a band of werewolves. Now years later, there are numerous Lykamon - His attacks are: Liking Bonds and Howl Blade."
"Shadow Were Garurumon - Migration Mammal Grasl - Shadow Were Garurumon was a close relative of Shadow Garurumon, but neither were alike, and there was differences between the two. Like any were wolf, or his Garurumon relatives, Shadow Were Garurumon uses his speed and melee techniques to defeat his opponents. Like Shadow Garurumon, Shadow Were Garurumon hunt at night, yet unlike Shadow Garurumon, Shadow Were Garurumon would prefer to hunt in packs - His attacks are: Shadow Claw; Full Moon Kick; Kaiser Nail."
Where there appeared to be more than one Lust Garurumon; Shadow Garurumon, and Shadow Were Garurumon, there was only one Lykamon, which apparently made Lykamon the leader of the hunting pack that was now surrounding the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam.
"I don't like this." Heba shivered, staring at one of the Lust Garurumon in fear.
She bumped into Ammaar, and quickly turned around, with fear in her eyes. Ammaar quickly shoved his digital camera back into his pocket and with one hand, brought Heba closer to Heba, which Heba instantly accepted. Ahmad glanced at them, and quickly looked away, with a slight smile forming on his lips. Spencer noticed and wondered how Ahmad would react.
"So I see our backup worked." A voice stated.
"No." Ahmad whispered.
From behind the circle of werewolves, Gangamon and his own gang of wolves appeared, making a second circle around the D-Disciples. Lykamon grinned, and nodded at Gangamon. It was easily noticeable that Gangamon's gang had been reduced in numbers, but even alone, they were a dangerous threat to the D-Disciples, and combined with Lykamon's own band of werewolves, the D-Disciples couldn't see any way out.
"You see, our master thought that your little new Digimon friends would want to help you all out considering that you're all the Digital World's last hope, so my werewolves and I was the backup plan. I'll hand it to you, you disciples are strong." Lykamon admitted.
"Luckily for two of your Digimon friends, the master still has use for them, so we just enslaved them once more, but as for your third friend: Musyamon... well, let's just say none of us will be seeing him anytime soon, if not ever again." Gangamon informed.
"For the Digital World and the Disciples!" A voice yelled out.
"Energy Cannon!" Multiple voices yelled.
"Mud Ball!" Multiple voices yelled.
The werewolves and wolves were quick enough to avoid all the attacks, coming from all around them, and since the D-Disciples were at the center, they weren't harmed. Giant brown moving snow codelimin crashed out of the forest around them, numbering in the 20s, while gorillas with cannons affixed to their arms jumped out, also in the twenties. A bull like codelimin with a cannon being his left hand walked out.
A quadruple codelimin with twin leaves for a tail followed the bull out. Immediately, the wolves and werewolves, including their leaders: Gangamon and Lykamon turned towards the intruders. Gangamon looked frightened, but Lykamon wasn't fazed. Ammaar and Heba let go of each other.
"Big deal." Lykamon shrugged, with his arms folded.
"Big deal you say? We'll show you big deal! Dark Side Quake!" The bull yelled.
"Liking Bonds!" Lykamon yelled.
"Fist of Crime!" Gangamon yelled.
A chaotic battle ensued, with the D-Disciples and their soul-warrior copedam withdrawing away from the battle, dodging and avoiding stray attacks. Reaching a safe distance, Ammaar took out his black digital camera and took photos of the codelimin that appeared to rescue them, while Spencer used his Meric Digivice to looked up information on them. A 3D hologram image of the bull codelimin was imitated out of Spencer's digivice monitor, as Spencer aimed at it.
The bull codelimin was spinning around. The voice that spoke, giving information about the werewolf, was close to Spencer's. Every time Spencer went to another codelimin, the 3D hologram image shifted from the previous one to the next one.
"Minotarumon - Migration Mythical Jerebi - From the legend of the minotaur, Minotarumon is short for Minotaur Monster. Even though he's big, he's agile with his body, and he's excellent in melee battle, not to mention that dangerous to face in one - His attacks are: Dark Side Quake and Bull Fighting Attack."
"Jagamon - Migration Nature Jerebi - Jagamon is an excellent cook, or an assistant chef. He uses his techniques not only in battle, but mostly in cooking. He doesn't like other codelimin telling him how to cook, or to pressure him with food, or he'll snap at them and use one of his techniques against them, and he won't care if they stormed out - His attacks are: Fried Potato and Potato Smash."
"Gorillamon - Maturity Mammal Meric - Gorillamon is also known as Gorimon. His name is short for Gorilla Monster, for both of his names. Since Gorillamon has a short temper, he'd use his cannon in anger to avenge those who dare mock or tease him. While excellent on land, they're weak in water, and especially against serpent codelimin - His attacks are: Energy Cannon and Power Lifting."
"Mud Frigimon - Maturity Mutant Meric - Mud Frigimon is a relative of Frigimon, who is also known as Tsuchidarumon and Chuchidarumon. Unlike their Frigimon cousins, Mud Frigimon prefer jungle or forest climates. Even though they look like a chocolate snow man, Mud Frigimon can surely pack a punch, even though when they aren't in battle, they're peaceful and very gentle - His attacks are: Heavy Punch; Armor Coating; Mud Ball; Mad Rocker; Piece of Earth."
Jagamon rushed over to the disciples, while the others kept on battling. Jagamon dodged and avoided attacks, heading towards the disciples' safe spot.
"Howl Blade!" Lykamon yelled.
Minotarumon hissed in pain, as Lykamon's sword struck Minotarumon left arm, which had the hand that was a cannon.
"Bull Fighting Attack!" Minotarumon yelled.
Lykamon was sent yards away from Minotarumon. Minotarumon glanced at his injury and saw how bad it was, with blood coming out of it. Turning around swiftly, he slammed his cannon hand into a Shadow Garurumon, sending it spinning away from him. Jagamon stopped once he reached the disciples.
"Hi. I'm Jagamon, and we're here to rescue you all, and escort you all out of this forest. It can be really nasty if you aren't careful, or if you're alone." Jagamon smiled.
"That's great." Spencer sighed.
"Finally! We have been in enough trouble already. We're really getting tired of all these battles." Heba remarked.
"I'm sorry but I'll have to say that many more battles await you disciples." Jagamon informed.
"Here in the forest?" Ahmad asked.
"We'll make sure no one who's the main villain's slave or minion would dare come our way. So hopefully no, this should be the last battle you have here in this forest." Jagamon replied.
Both Lykamon and Gangamon noticed that they were easily losing, even thought Lykamon's werewolves were a level higher than most of the assaulting Digimon, yet the assaulting Digimon were winning. It was harder on Gangamon because his own gang of wolves were losing several and hard casualties, being easier to defeat since they were mostly maturity.
"... Withdraw!" Lykamon decided, yelling it out.
"... Withdraw!" Gangamon added, agreeing.
Their orders called out, the surviving wolves and werewolves rushed back into the forest, followed by Lykamon and Gangamon. Minotarumon; Gorillamon, and Mud Frigimon didn't pursue, as Minotarumon didn't give such an order out, and nor did he want to give such an order out. He glanced around at the remaining Gorillamon and Mud Frigimon, noticing that both of them had suffered loses, but not as high as their enemies they were just facing.
Their rescue mission done, it was to their escort mission now, as Minotarumon walked over towards the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam.
"Greetings disciples." Minotarumon greeted.
"..." The disciples remained silent.
Minotarumon turned to Jagamon, "were they quiet with you?"
Jagamon shook his head, "on the contrary, they were social with me."
"... Thanks for rescuing us." Heba thanked.
Minotarumon smiled, "Your welcome."
"How did you all know about us being here?" Ammaar asked.
"Rumors from yesterday came to us that the chosen disciples have come, to return the Digital World to its former peaceful harmony, like the chosen before them. I'm Minotarumon, the leader of this group and of a village nearby. Earlier I sent out a search group of Koemon to locate you all. They found you all in the dilemma you were all in, and they rushed back to the village to inform me." Minotarumon explained.
"Minotarumon assembled as many Digimon there for help as quickly as possible to come and save you." Jagamon added.
"You're hurt." Greemon noted.
Minotarumon shrugged, "It's nothing. I've been in battles before, and I like to have a scar from time to time, which would show that I'm a veteran combat leader, and that I deserve my position in the village as leader. Besides our doctor in the village can handle this scar."
"... Where's your fourth Digimon?" Jagamon asked.
"Right here." Ammaar replied, lifting his digi-egg.
"... I see." Minotarumon whispered.
"We're sorry that you all lost some of your brethren from the village." Ahmad apologized.
"Think nothing of it. All of my brethren knew that they'd eventually be deleted. We rest assured that they'd be reborn in Aisnap Village in Sacred Star Island, and eventually find their way back here. You eight however, are needed to survive to free many dimensions and worlds." Minotarumon explained.
"So we were told." Spencer nodded.
"We're going to escort you to the edge of the forest and from there two brothers would be escorting you eight through the desert towards Nexus Crystal." Minotarumon announced.
Jagamon turned to Minotarumon, "I didn't know of that."
"There was no need for you to know." Minotarumon remarked.
"But I thought we were going to go through the desert on our own." Terrainmon remarked.
"Not anymore. Shall we start moving?" Minotarumon asked.
'Alhamdullah.' Heba thought.
The disciples nodded and their soul-warrior copedam nodded. Minotarumon and Jagamon took the lead, with the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam behind them. To the disciples' sides and behind them were the surviving group of Mud Frigimon and Gorillamon following them closely...
The trail through the misty dark forest was in silence, and was long, but the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam pushed on with nothing to fear, as Minotarumon and his escort were there to protect them. It took time, but eventually the D-Disciples and their soul-warrior copedam reached the edge of the misty dark forest and Greemon sighed, knowing where they were, as did the rest of the soul-warrior copedam.
The disciples took the lead, with Minotarumon and his escort taking the rear. Stepping out of the forest and into the desert, Minotarumon's escort stopped. The D-Disciples and their soul-warrior copedam stopped, and turned around facing their escort.
"We'll be leaving you all here now." Minotarumon informed.
"And we'll take over." A firm animalistic voice added.
The disciples; their soul-warrior copedam, and Minotarumon's escort all turned towards the voice and saw two quadruple mammals.
"Ah, the brothers I mentioned: Atom Spacemon and Centermon. These two will escort all of you for the rest of your journey to Nexus Crystal." Minotarumon introduced.
Ammaar took out his digital camera and took a photo each of Atom Spacemon and Centermon. Ahmad took out his Meric Digivice and aimed it at Atom Spacemon. Since both were brothers, it was apparent that both were male. A 3D hologram image of Atom Spacemon was imitated out of Ahmad's digivice monitor, as Atom Space was spinning around. Atom Spacemon was to the right.
The voice that spoke, giving information about Atom Spacemon, was close to Ahmad's.
[Atom Spacemon was Garurumon's size. He was totally white. He had five claws on the front legs with green armored Crovinze around his lower legs. He had four claws on the back legs. He had a green short mane, up to his shoulder blades. He was quadruple. His tail was white stripped green and a few inches longer than his lower form's tail. His dark brown eyes were revealed.
"Atom Spacemon - Maturity Mammal Jerebi - Atom Spacemon is the close brother of Centermon. His lower form is Galactic Sonarmon. Atom Spacemon is friendlier than his brother. Born at the same time, Atom Spacemon and Centermon were never separated from each other at all, and neither had any secrets from the other. Both brothers have high tolerance, as both can travel for days without rest or food - His attacks are: Atom Bomb; Atom Grenades; Atom Explosion."
Ahmad shifted his digivice towards Centermon, aiming at him, once his digivice was done analyzing Atom Spacemon. The 3D hologram image shifted from Atom Spacemon to Centermon.
[Centermon was in the form of a grown muscular lion. He was quadruple like his brother. His fur was light green, as he had a black mane behind his head: a long smooth one. His eyes were brown. His legs were thin, but powerful and swift. His tail was black. His claws were razor sharp and black, as his teeth were like those of a lion's. His paws were padded as they were lion like, with the claws being extracted or kept in the pads. Two black pads were on Centermon's front legs on his ankles. A small circular black pad was on his forehead. He's as large as Garurumon. His tail was as tall as an average lion's tail. His legs were furred.
"Centermon - Maturity Mammal Jerebi - Where Atom Spacemon was closer to a wolf, Centermon is closer to a lion, yet both are brothers. Through his black pads on his front legs he used one of his techniques and with its help used another technique. The black pad on his forehead is used for one of his techniques and with its help used another technique. Centermon is the quieter one of the brothers - His attacks are: Atom Strike; Atom Split; Atom Center."
Once Ahmad's Meric Digivice was done, the 3D hologram image vanished, and Ahmad shoved his digivice back in his shorts pocket. It was apparent now that the one who spoke before was Centermon. The disciples turned to Minotarumon's escort, only to find that they left. Heba snorted, folding her arms.
"We've heard that two of you were siblings. I'm curious which two?" Atom Spacemon asked, his voice being gentler than Centermon's.
Ahmad pointed at himself and Heba.
"Me and her; she's my older sister." Ahmad replied.
"Figures." Centermon muttered.
"Is he always like this?" Ammaar asked.
"I'm afraid so." Atom Spacemon sighed. "You all better get used to it. Now I and my brother have decided beforehand that each one of us would carry two disciples each so... Which two want to get on me?"
Instantly, both Ahmad and Heba decided. Heba stuck her tongue out at Ammaar, heading towards Atom Spacemon.
"I'll just stay on the ground." Terrainmon decided.
"As well I." Greemon agreed.
"Better." Centermon muttered, turning his attention towards Ammaar and Spencer. "I guess I'll be carrying you two."
Ammaar and Spencer glanced at each other, and shrugged at each other in unison. Carrying his digi-egg, Ammaar took the lead, heading towards Centermon.
'I don't think he's too bad.' Ammaar thought.
'Centermon is quieter, but we'll be fine on him. Comparing the two brothers, it's safer and securer to be on Centermon.' Survivomon thought.
'... Interesting. Umm... I was wondering, once you hatch, you won't be able to talk like this, right?' Ammaar thought.
'Correct. I'll be like most embryos, only capable of speaking my name.' Survivomon thought.
'So I guess we'll continue communicating like this even after you're born.' Ammaar thought.
'Certainly.' Survivomon thought, agreeing.
Atom Spacemon knelt down on his four legs, allowing his two disciples to mount him. First was Heba, with Shetamon following, sitting in front of her disciple. Ahmad was last, riding behind his sister. Terrainmon stayed on the ground, beside Atom Spacemon. Like Atom Spacemon, Centermon knelt down on his four legs, allowing his two disciples to mount him. Spencer allowed Ammaar to mount Centermon first, with his digi-egg with him in his arms.
Spencer followed, mounting onto Centermon, behind Ammaar. Like Terrainmon, Greemon stayed on the ground, beside Centermon.
"We'll walk for a few miles until we stop, because it's night now." Atom Spacemon announced, carefully getting back onto his legs.
Ammaar glanced up into the sky and noticed that the sky didn't change from when they were in the clearing.
"How do you Digimon know?" Ammaar asked.
"We've gotten used to it, and we've been aware of the time flying, so we know when it's day or night, even if the sky is always dark and night." Atom Spacemon replied.
Centermon carefully got back onto his four legs, and together, both Atom Spacemon and Centermon trotted away from the dark misty forest, and into the desert. Ammaar took his Satuza Digivice out, and checked the time, discovering that it was nearing 7 pm. He put his digivice back in his pocket and took out his digital camera. He aimed it at Atom Spacemon; Heba; Shetamon; Ahmad, and Terrainmon.
Shetamon and Terrainmon noticed, and both smiled, staring at the camera. With them ready, Ammaar snapped the photo, catching both Heba's and Ahmad's attentions, startling them. Atom Spacemon knew of Ammaar taking the photo and smiled to himself. Heba reached to take Ammaar's digital camera.
"Time for a photo of you." Heba smiled.
"Be sure though that you have me; Spencer; Centermon; my digi-egg, and Greemon all in it." Ammaar requested.
Heba nodded, and Ammaar threw his digital camera over to Heba with Heba capturing it in ease. She aimed Ammaar's digital camera at Ammaar; Spencer; Greemon; Ammaar's digi-egg, and Centermon. Ammaar; Spencer, and Greemon were all smiling at the digital camera. With them ready, Heba snapped the photo, taking it. Done with it, Heba threw the digital camera back to Ammaar, with Ammaar catching it barely, unlike Heba.
Heba giggled at how barely Ammaar caught it. Ammaar snorted, looking away and putting his digital camera away. Centermon was aware of the photo taken of him being in it, but remained neutral, not minding himself being in the photo.
"You three can sleep on me and I won't mind. If we travel through the night, or when you're tired, any of you can just nap on me." Atom Spacemon allowed.
"Same here." Centermon agreed.
"We appreciate it." Ahmad nodded...
The wind howled cold, and Heba shivered mounted on Atom Spacemon. It was so dark that she couldn't see Centermon and his group around. Heba knew it was past midnight and that it would be below zero in the desert at night, since she was experiencing it first hand for the first time. Even though they weren't in eyesight, Heba knew that Centermon was still near them. To her, it was like they were in a blizzard, even though there wasn't any snow blowing blindly in every direction.
'We'll stop here. The disciples are tired.' Centermon thought.
'Not to mention their Digimon.' Atom Spacemon thought.
'That's decided then. We'll come close together and stop to let the disciples and their Digimon sleep, while we stand guard all night.' Centermon thought.
Heba felt Atom Spacemon changing direction, and at first she was frightened that Atom Spacemon was heading in a wrong direction, yet soon enough she saw Centermon heading cautiously towards them with Ammaar; Spencer; Ammaar's digi-egg, and Greemon on him or near him. Heba closed her eyes momentarily and nodded contently with herself. Once close enough, the two brothers stared at each other, before kneeling down on all four together.
"We'll stop here for the night. I and my brother would stand guard. We'll wake you all up early in the morning." Atom Spacemon explained.
Heba was the first one to dismount followed by Shetamon; Ammaar; Ahmad, and Spencer. Even though he was cold himself, Ammaar sat down on the sand crossing his legs together, and took off his cape. Heba wondered what he was going to do. With his cape off, Ammaar glanced at Centermon.
"Would you mind if I knelt myself onto you?" Ammaar asked.
"Not at all." Centermon replied.
Ammaar nodded and knelt his back onto Centermon's soft warm fur, while he cuddled his digi-egg in his cape, covering it up.
'Thanks.' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar smiled. Heba realized that she wasn't going to use Ammaar's cape again, but she didn't mind. She glanced at Atom Spacemon. Atom Spacemon nodded his approval. With his approval, Heba knelt herself back onto Atom Spacemon. Terrainmon cuddled up with Ahmad, and Ahmad quickly dozed off to sleep, with his back on Atom Spacemon's warm fur. Heba glanced at Ahmad and smiled. She yawned and closed her eyes.
Shetamon cuddled up to her disciple, who made Heba smile, because even though her eyes were closed, she knew it was Shetamon and she didn't mind it at all. With Greemon by his side like an obedient dog, Spencer tucked his coat around himself tighter to keep himself warmer. He knew it would be a bad idea to take off his coat in such a cold night, and so he kept it on.
Like Ammaar, Spencer had his back relaxed on Centermon's fur. Centermon didn't mind. Both Centermon and Atom Spacemon were side by side, and the disciples were across from each other. Hugging his digi-egg close to him on his lap, Ammaar was the last of the disciples to close his eyes, while Atom Spacemon and Centermon stayed awake throughout the night guarding.
Atom Spacemon enjoyed other creatures being physically close to him, and remained in a happy content mood throughout the night...
Day 3:
Dawn of the 11th
of April 2007, Wednesday
Desert of Awe, Server
Ammaar was the first to wake up early at dawn the next day. He quickly realized that it was the third day they had been in the Digital World, and he knew what date it was. He glanced at Centermon and Atom Spacemon, and noticed that both were sleeping peacefully.
'Awake so soon?' Survivomon asked
'I'm still a bit tired, but it's a new day today. Don't you sleep?' Ammaar thought.
'I do, and I had a good deep sleep with your cape giving me warmth.' Survivomon thought.
'Man, I'm thirsty. My throat is dry.' Ammaar thought.
'From what it looks like, the brothers are leading us to an oasis, where you all can drink and eat to your full. We'll be there in a few hours, considering that the brothers keep going in the same direction they are going in.' Survivomon thought.
'Are they named only 'The Brothers' or is there something else?' Ammaar thought.
'Well, they officially named themselves 'The Mystic Brothers', if that's what you're asking.' Survivomon thought.
'Yep, that's what I was wondering about. Anyway, I'll be leaving you for awhile to take some photos.' Ammaar thought.
'You never stop, do you?' Survivomon thought.
'Hey, I've got to take photos when I have the chance and now while everybody is asleep is a good chance as any.' Ammaar thought.
'Go ahead then, I'll be fine.' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar took his digi-egg out of his lap, and carefully onto the sandy ground. He stood up, careful not to disturb Centermon. He took out his digital camera and took photos. He took a photo of Spencer sleeping alone; then of Greemon alone, then of Spencer and Greemon. After that, he took a photo of Centermon and his covered digi-egg. Next was Heba sleeping alone; then Shetamon alone, then both Heba and Shetamon.
Next was Ahmad sleeping alone; then Terrainmon alone, then both Ahmad and Terrainmon alone. He took a photo of Atom Spacemon. He moved away, and took a photo of all of them sleeping, with Centermon's and Atom Spacemon's snouts facing him. Ammaar noticed that every time he took a photo, there was the date and time on it. He went back between Atom Spacemon and Centermon.
He put his digital camera away and smiled staring at Heba sleeping peacefully for a few moments. He was reminded of a dream he had in the past in which he saw her sleeping in a couch peacefully, like she was now, only this time it wasn't a couch. With other things to do, he looked away from Heba and knelt down in front of his digi-egg. Quietly Heba opened her left eye barely, noticing Ammaar.
She had sensed Ammaar taking photos, and afterwards staring at her, and surprising herself she enjoyed it. She watched Ammaar take his cape off of his digi-egg and quietly dust it off as best as he could. Comparing the recent night she had with the night before, both were special to her and both were different, with the sleep she just had being more relaxing and comforting, while the one before it was less comforting and not as deep. Besides, now they were with an escort.
The night before she slept using Ammaar's cape as a pillow, and this dawn she consciously woke up sensing Ammaar taking photos, and then afterwards staring at her.
"You're awake?" Ammaar asked.
Heba realized that she was staring at Ammaar while she had space off, and so she opened both her eyes. She nodded silently, noticing that Ammaar had his cape on him, with his digi-egg in his hands. Heba enjoyed watching Ammaar taking care of the digi-egg. Now fully awake, she stood up and dusted herself off, before staring at Ammaar smiling brightly. Ammaar sensed her joyous mood and he raised his right eyebrow.
"How long have you been awake?" Ammaar asked.
"Some time after you woke up." Heba replied.
"Were you awake when I was taking the photos?" Ammaar asked, whispering.
Heba grinned, nodding. Ammaar sweat-dropped, realizing that Heba knew that he had stared at her.
"Since you took some photos, I can take a photo of you now." Heba offered.
Ammaar nodded, and freeing one hand from holding his digi-egg, he took out his digital camera and gave it to Heba. From the night before, Heba had noticed the time and date on the digital camera. She got into position where Ammaar and him holding his digi-egg were in the frame and she took the photo. Once done, she gave it back to Ammaar, and Ammaar silently put it back in its pocket.
Spencer yawned and stretched, making both Ammaar and Heba to glance at him, before moving away from each other. Soon afterwards Ahmad; Terrainmon; Greemon; Shetamon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon all woke up.
"Where to now?" Ahmad asked.
None of them noticed the incident between Heba and Ammaar, except Heba; Ammaar, and Survivomon in his digi-egg.
"We're a few hours away from an oasis; we're heading there." Ammaar was the first to reply.
It surprised the Digimon around them.
"How do you know?" Atom Spacemon asked.
"Have you been here before?" Greemon asked.
Ammaar chuckled, "Of course I haven't been here before, but Survivomon told me."
"Survivomon?" Shetamon asked.
Ammaar grinned, "The one and only."
"How? He's still a digi-egg." Terrainmon stated.
"We can telepath, and we have been using telepathy with each other since the beginning of this all." Ammaar replied.
"Yep, I and Spencer can do it also." Greemon informed.
"Really? When?" Shetamon asked.
"When we left two nights ago to gather food, before the whole battle between J-Mojyamon; Golemon, and Grizzmon. It was the first time I evolved to my maturity form." Greemon boasted.
"You what?" Terrainmon asked.
"You heard me." Greemon nodded.
"And I missed the photo chance." Ammaar groaned.
Heba and Spencer glanced at Ammaar, and Heba shook her head, smiling slightly.
"Does that mean that we can telepath with each other?" Ahmad asked.
"Apparently only the disciple and his or her Digimon can between each other. That's natural. The DigiDestined before you were capable of doing it, yet never realized it or tried it with their Digimon. But telepathy can also be capable in other ways, other than just between the disciple and his or her Digimon." Atom Spacemon smiled.
"Soul-Warrior Copedam. That's what our Digimon are called." Ammaar corrected.
"If Ammaar and Spencer have already started with their soul-warrior copedam, then I and Heba are left... That is of course if Heba is already capable of it with Shetamon." Ahmad remarked, glancing at his older sister.
"Me and you are left." Heba confirmed.
"Shall we start moving?" Atom Spacemon asked.
"Yes." Spencer replied.
Atom Spacemon and Centermon remained knelt down on their legs, letting their disciples mount them once more. Once they were all ready, Atom Spacemon and Centermon galloped in the direction towards the oasis. Mounted on Centermon, Ammaar unbuckled his green shades from his belt, and put them on his eyes...
A few hours later and they had reached the oasis. It was simply magnificent, and unlike the environment around it, it seemed pure, with the noon sky showing. Before Atom Spacemon or Centermon could kneel down, their riders jumped off of them. Ahmad rushed towards the lake with Terrainmon; Greemon, and Shetamon, while Heba; Spencer, and Ammaar held back. Atom Spacemon and Centermon remained with Heba; Spencer, and Ammaar.
Ammaar still was carrying his digi-egg.
'Wow! This oasis never seems to amaze me.' Survivomon thought.
'Does it have a name?' Ammaar thought.
'Two actually: The 5th Oasis, and the Cleansing Oasis.' Survivomon thought.
'The 5th Oasis? So this is it?' Ammaar thought.
'Yep. It's pretty large and wide isn't it?' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar nodded.
"What's the name of this oasis?" Heba asked.
"It has two names: The 5th Oasis and the Cleansing Oasis." Atom Spacemon replied.
"Why cleaning?" Spencer asked.
Atom Spacemon laughed, "Cleansing. Well, because it can't be corrupted like Sacred Star Island. It's a real sanctuary for those who have been too long here in Desert of Awe. Unlike Sacred Star Island, villains and corrupted Digimon can come into this oasis, but can't corrupt it or destroy it."
"This desert is called Desert of Awe?" Ammaar asked.
"Yes." Atom Spacemon replied.
"What about the forest we were in?" Spencer asked.
"Forest of Melody." Centermon replied.
"Our escort out of that forest had a village in there, right?" Heba asked.
"Mammilla Village." Atom Spacemon nodded.
"So this is our last resort or stop for quite some time?" Ammaar inquired.
"Yes. This won't be the last water resource we'd come to on our trail to Nexus Crystal, but we'd reach the next water recourse in three days from now non-stop... That is after our stop here." Atom Spacemon replied.
"So we should have our fill here." Heba concluded.
"Yeah, and take baths. We all need them." Ammaar added.
"What about soap?" Spencer asked.
Heba blinked, "I can't take a bath without soap."
"None of us can, but we must do without soap." Ammaar shrugged.
"Actually, soap isn't needed." Atom Spacemon informed.
"And why is that?" Heba asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Because that's another reason why Cleansing Oasis is named Cleansing Oasis; because it cleans the body the way water; soap, and other cleaning objects would." Atom Spacemon replied.
Heba blinked, lowering her hands from her hips.
"Time for some photos." Ammaar grinned, taking out his digital camera.
"Who'll go first?" Heba asked.
"For a bath? Ladies first." Spencer replied.
"I'm with him." Ammaar agreed.
"There are fruits in these trees, and we could forge for some while you and Shetamon take a bath." Atom Spacemon offered.
"O.K." Heba shrugged.
She turned to Ammaar.
"Don't you dare sneak in and take photos of me." She warned.
Ammaar blinked, "What?! Now why would I do that to my sweetheart?"
Heba grinned, "Girlfriend is more like it."
Before Ammaar could ask her about what she meant, Heba rushed off towards the lake.
"Isn't Mammilla Latin for Mammals or something like that?" Ammaar asked.
Centermon nodded.
"Figures." Ammaar muttered, and went back in taking photos.
Eventually, Ammaar stopped taking photos and put his digital camera back. He had taken seven photos of the 5th Oasis. One was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the lake, with Ahmad; Terrainmon, and Greemon. The second one was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the lake, with Shetamon. The third one was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the trees around the oasis, with Spencer.
The fourth one was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the trees around the oasis, with Heba. The fifth one was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the trees around the oasis, with Atom Spacemon. The sixth photo was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the trees around the oasis, with Centermon. The seventh and last photo was of the Cleansing Oasis, showing the trees around the oasis, with Heba and Atom Spacemon.
"You don't want one?" Spencer asked.
Ammaar glanced at Spencer, and understood what he meant. Ammaar took his digital camera out and gave it to Spencer, who took a photo of him, making it the eighth photo of the 5th Oasis. Ammaar was smiling slightly and was facing the digital camera. Spencer was sure to have Ammaar's digi-egg show in it. It also showed the oasis, and the trees around the oasis.
It was the first time Spencer had used it, and he noticed the date and time of the photo, realizing that it was the same time and the same date then. Spencer gave Ammaar his digital camera back, and Ammaar put it back in its pocket. Ahmad saw Heba heading over to them and went over to his older sister.
"Do you think you can give your sister some privacy for her and Shetamon's bath?" Heba asked.
"Sure, but what about me?" Ahmad asked.
"Go with Ammaar; Spencer; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon. Terrainmon and Greemon are going with you, to gather up food to continue our journey." Heba explained.
"O.K. but be sure that you and Shetamon are out before we return. Then you'll both need to give us guys privacy for our baths." Ahmad grinned.
Heba shrugged, "fine with me."
Shetamon smiled, while she and Heba watched Ahmad; Terrainmon, and Greemon run off towards Atom Spacemon; Ammaar; Centermon, and Spencer, who were departing from the lake...
"Hey! Wait up!" Greemon yelled.
Ammaar; Spencer; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon had walked away from the lake, so that both Heba and Shetamon would have their privacy. Hearing Greemon from behind them, they all stopped and waited for Greemon; Terrainmon, and Ahmad to catch up, and the three eventually did.
"Now, we'll need to gather up food, and we'll need large amounts, considering how far we still have to go. We'll need to pack food and to do that, we'll use the leaves." Atom Spacemon explained.
"How will we get up there?" Ahmad asked, staring upwards into the high trees.
"By climbing of course. These trees are special like the oasis. Look closer." Atom Spacemon replied.
Ahmad; Ammaar, and Spencer took a closer look at each tree and saw stairs carved out of the tree trunks.
"Bipedal creatures could easily go up there, but as for the rest of us..." Atom Spacemon glanced around at the quadruple. "We'll climb."
Centermon sniffed the air.
"Carrying the food to Nexus Crystal won't be a problem." Centermon informed.
"Why not?" Spencer asked.
Atom Spacemon sniffed the air, and his eyes widened.
"Everyone up the trees immediately." He urged.
Ammaar; Ahmad, and Spencer didn't argue anymore. Spencer climbed the stairs of one tree upwards, while Ammaar let Ahmad climb another. With Ahmad up ahead of him, Ammaar followed from below, cradling his digi-egg safely in his hands.
'Do you know what it is?' Ammaar thought.
'I do and you'll need to see for yourself. By the way, I'll be hatching any moment now!' Survivomon thought.
Terrainmon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon took different trees and climbed them, clinging their claws into the trunk of the tree and slowly climbing upwards. Spencer noticed that Greemon hadn't started climbing.
'What are you doing? Come on up!' Spencer thought.
'Evolve me and I can fly up.' Greemon thought.
'... That's an idea, and also it'll give Ammaar a chance to take a photo of you as Graslmon.' Spencer thought.
'Yes.' Greemon thought.
'Hold on.' Spencer thought.
'There isn't any time!' Greemon thought.
Spencer growled and took out his Meric Digivice, aiming it down at Greemon. Spencer held onto one of the trunk's stairs with his other hand. Spencer's digivice's monitor glowed silver, and Ammaar noticed. Ahmad had reached the end of the stairs and sat on one of the overgrown branches. Greemon went transparent silver.
"GREEMON SHINKA..."
"... GRASLMON!
With his evolution done, Graslmon quickly updated himself to fly. Ammaar hurried up the rest of the stairs carefully. He took another overgrown branch and watched. He used one of his hands and took out his digital camera. Like once before, Graslmon jumped back slightly into the air, and stayed there, as he bent backwards, as a silver collar formed around his neck; lower arms, and lower legs.
Ready and prepared, Graslmon flew into the air, with Ammaar taking a photo of him flying upwards. Graslmon passed Spencer, who put his digivice away and continued on climbing. Everyone was safe in the trees, and in position, when a dust field appeared in the horizon. Ahmad was closer to it and so he bent his head to his right, while Ammaar took off his green shades and buckled them to his belt.
He safely put his digi-egg on the branch, and aimed his digital camera at the dust cloud heading towards them.
"I don't like this." Ahmad muttered.
"It's probably just some herd passing through." Ammaar assured.
"Yeah, but they're heading to the oasis." Ahmad reminded.
"... And Heba's there." Ammaar whispered, his eyes widening.
Ahmad turned his head, glancing at Ammaar, while Ammaar lowered his eyes and stared back at Ahmad, both with worried and concerned eyes.
"Shetamon's with her." Ammaar assured.
"I don't know if she can handle them." Ahmad whispered, staring back at the dust cloud.
"Let's just hope they're not hostile then." Ammaar remarked.
"What if they aren't?" Ahmad asked, whispering.
"Heba will be fine." Ammaar growled, glaring at Ahmad's back.
Ahmad sensed his glare, and a chill went down his spine, while he stared at the ever approaching dust cloud. Quietly, Ahmad shook his head from side to side slowly.
'I shouldn't have left my sister alone.' Ahmad thought.
'There was nothing you could do, even if you were there.' A voice thought.
Ahmad's eyes widened, and he gasped. He glanced at Ammaar, who stared curiously back.
'Terrainmon?' Ahmad thought.
'Who else?' Terrainmon thought.
'Where are you?' Ahmad thought.
'I'm up safe in one of the trees. Don't worry about me. Trust your sister and Ammaar; Heba will be fine.' Terrainmon thought.
'I hope so.' Ahmad thought.
Up so high in the trees, it was cool and shady, with the sunlight going through the spaces between the leaves, giving off a nice shade and light in the trees. The dust cloud reached the oasis, and galloping figures could be seen inside. Ammaar took out his Satuza Digivice with his other hand and aimed it at the dust cloud. A 3D hologram image of a young camel was imitated out of Ammaar's digivice monitor, as the young camel was spinning around.
"Anchormon - Juvenile Mammal Meric - Anchormon are shy young camels, yet curious. Because of their shyness they didn't talk with strangers, and very rarely with the rest of the herd. Anchormon could be found in the common camel herd in Desert of Awe. Anchormon could either be male or female. Anchormon was short for Anchor Monster - Its attack is: Sand Pile."
[Anchormon was a young camel child with his hump slightly showing. Its eyes were hazel. Its fur was white. The difference between the male and female Anchormon is that female Anchormon had a darker shade of white fur. Anchormon had a tail, but it was short.
Ammaar didn't change his aim, and the 3D hologram image shifted from Anchormon to another Digimon. When one Digimon was done analyzed by Ammaar's Satuza Digivice, it would shift to the next 3D hologram image automatically, without Ammaar changing his aim.
"Humpmon - Maturity Mammal Meric - Humpmon are the maturity form of Anchormon. Like Anchormon they could both be male and female. Other than the Anchormon, male and female Humpmon are the most members of any camel herd in the Desert of Awe. Humpmon could carry heavy loads on their back around the desert. The mother Humpmon were protective of their young Anchormon, yet knew when company was hostile or not. Humpmon was short for Hump Monster - Its attacks are: Hump Twister and Water Rotator."
[For the male Humpmon, their eyes were green and their fur was dark brown, while the female Humpmon had blue eyes and their fur was light brown. Humpmon had one fully grown hump. Humpmon have tails like any other camel, and it was the same size and length as any other camel.
"Herdmon - Migration Mammal Meric - Herdmon was the migration form of Anchormon and was only always male. Male Humpmon could and would evolve to Herdmon, but then they'd have to find their own camel herd, and for each camel herd there's only one Herdmon. Like Humpmon, Herdmon could carry heavy loads on their back around the desert, and they could carry heavier loads than any Humpmon alone since Herdmon were stronger than Humpmon. Herdmon were usually found leading a camel herd in Desert of Awe. Herdmon was short for Herd Monster. Herdmon were usually hostile to any company outside his herd and would harm any male Humpmon that would flirt with any female Humpmon, because to Herdmon, any and all female Humpmon in his camel herd were only his - His attacks are: Camel Rage and Twin Humps."
[Herdmon had black fur and green eyes, with two humps on its back. Herdmon had black grown camel tails.
Ahmad glanced up at Ammaar, "you were saying?"
"... I guess I was wrong." Ammaar muttered, putting his digivice away.
The dust cloud appeared, and the camel herd appeared. Taking his chance, Ammaar quickly took photos of the herd.
"We'll need to wait for them all to pass completely before going back down." Ammaar remarked, finished with taking photos.
Ammaar put his digital camera away, and grabbed hold onto his digi-egg, putting it safely back into his hands. He glanced down towards the ground. Ahmad stared at Ammaar.
"What about the food?" Ahmad asked.
"We can do that later. I understand what Centermon meant though, if that camel herd is willing to help us, they'll be of great assistance." Ammaar replied.
"... Don't tell me you're going to jump." Ahmad gasped.
"Do you know a quicker way down?" Ammaar asked.
"But it most be over 30 feet!" Ahmad exclaimed.
Ammaar grinned, "You can come back down the way you like, and I'll go down the way I like. Besides the sandy ground would break our fall."
"Talk about yourself." Ahmad snorted, folding his arms.
Ammaar chuckled and jumped downwards. Ahmad gasped, unfolding his arms and watching Ammaar fall downwards. Ammaar fell the rush of air passing by him as he fell, but only for the first few moments. Ammaar's eyes widened in surprise as he noticed the same green transparent sphere surrounding him once more. However, he did continue on falling, he just didn't feel the outside pressure.
Just before reaching the ground, Ammaar rolled in on himself, shielding his digi-egg and the sphere burst, with Ammaar reaching the sandy ground. Ammaar rolled over his back once before stopping and sitting up straight. He was panting, yet he noticed that he was still alive, and he didn't feel any injury in his body. Ammaar glanced around and was in time to see Spencer reach the sandy ground just as Ammaar.
Instead of Ammaar's green sphere, for Spencer it was a silver sphere, which burst before Spencer reached the ground. Unlike Ammaar, Spencer was somehow able to stop himself from falling onto the sandy ground, and remained floating in the air above the sand a few inches. Ammaar remembered Ahmad and gasped. He quickly let go of his digi-egg; stood up straight on his legs, turning around.
He noticed Ahmad falling in a purple sphere. Ammaar rushed over to the spot where he would fall, and the purple sphere burst just as Ahmad fell into Ammaar's safe and protective arms. Ammaar lost his footing for a moment, but quickly regained, preventing from his and Ahmad's fall. With him safe from the fall, Ammaar let go of Ahmad, letting him down on the ground. Ahmad was speechless from what Ammaar did.
Ammaar glanced towards where Spencer once was, but he saw that Spencer was rushing over to them, along with Atom Spacemon; Graslmon; Terrainmon, and Centermon. Graslmon was carrying Ammaar's digi-egg. When Graslmon reached Ammaar, he handed Ammaar's digi-egg back to Ammaar, who took it happily and thankfully.
"We need to get to the oasis and fast." Atom Spacemon reminded.
Not needing to be told any further, the three D-Disciples and the Digimon with them rushed towards the oasis...
Ammaar; Spencer; Ahmad; Greemon; Terrainmon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon all rushed back towards the oasis. They reached the oasis and stopped, noticing that Heba and Shetamon seemed actually friendly towards the camel herd. Both Heba and Shetamon were fully dressed like before, but Ammaar noticed freshness from Heba. Heba was giggling and rubbing one of the snouts of a female Humpmon.
Defensively Graslmon and Terrainmon took the front, while Atom Spacemon and Centermon took the rear. Ammaar knelt down quietly and put down his digi-egg, staring at Heba. He quickly took out his digital camera and took the photo of Heba giggling and rubbing the snout of a female Humpmon. From the flash, Ammaar got the camel herd's attention, along with Shetamon's and Heba's.
Instantly Herdmon took the front, facing the D-Disciples; Graslmon, and Terrainmon. Atom Spacemon and Centermon turned around to face the Humpmon that were forming a circle around them. The Humpmon covered up Heba and Shetamon behind them, with their young Anchormon with Heba and Shetamon. Slowly and quietly, Ammaar returned his digital camera to his pocket, and picked his digi-egg up, standing up straight on his feet.
"Heba, what happened?" Ahmad asked.
"... I'll tell you guys later, but they're really friendly." Heba assured.
"Then why are they hostile towards us and covering you?" Ammaar inquired.
Heba blinked, "I guess they think you all are threatening, and that since I'm friends with them, they ought to protect me."
Just then, in a cloud of green smoke, Ammaar's digi-egg hatched, and Ammaar no longer felt his digi-egg, but rather felt a head. The cloud vanished and with it gone, the digi-egg wasn't in sight anymore, but Ammaar was holding a baby Digimon instead.
"Sur-survivomon." The Digimon muttered.
With its green eyes, Survivomon glared at the Herdmon.
'How?' Ammaar thought.
'I told you I was about to hatch any moment. Sensing you in danger only encouraged me to hatch, and so here I am.' Survivomon thought.
Ammaar hugged his baby soul-warrior copedam.
'I'm glad to have you back Survivomon.' Ammaar thought happily, closing his eyes and hugging Survivomon.
[Survivomon was Botamon's size, as he was only Otazoidmon's head, though his skin was dark green. His eyes were still green.
Ahmad took out his Meric Digimon, and aimed it at Survivomon. A 3D hologram image of Survivomon was imitated out of Ahmad's digivice monitor, as Survivomon was spinning around.
"Survivomon - Embryo Micro Jerebi - Survivomon hops around, but he also could float around. He's Otazoidmon's embryo form. He was still sweethearts with Shetamon. He could only speak his and Shetamon's name only. At this stage or in this form, he's in love with Ringmon: Shetamon's embryo form - His attack is: Emerald Shock."
With the digivice's analysis done, Ahmad put his digivice back in his shorts' pocket. Ammaar let go of Survivomon, and Survivomon remained floating in the air. He floated up to Ammaar's head, and landed on his right shoulder. Ammaar took out his digital camera and gave it to Ahmad. Ahmad took it.
"What?" Ahmad asked.
"Take a photo of this." Ammaar replied.
"Oh." Ahmad nodded.
He aimed the digital camera at Survivomon and Ammaar. Ammaar didn't move his head, but Survivomon smiled at the digital camera, with his eyes closed, and Ahmad took the photo. It was the first photo Ahmad took, but he did notice the date and time on the digital camera. Ahmad gave the photo back to Ammaar, and Ammaar took photos of the Humpmon and Herdmon around them, as well as his own teammates.
Ammaar took a photo of Herdmon in front of them; another was of the Humpmon surrounding them; the third was of Terrainmon and Graslmon in front of them, protecting them; the fourth was of Atom Spacemon and Centermon; the fifth was of Ahmad and Spencer, and the sixth was of his own Satuza Digivice. With his photos done, Ammaar put his digital camera back into his pocket, as well as his digivice.
Ammaar knew he had to stop this, especially with all the tension between the Digimon. Ammaar stepped forwards carefully, and since Survivomon sensed what he was going to do, Survivomon left his right shoulder, and remained floating in the air. Graslmon and Terrainmon glanced back at Ammaar approaching them, and they gave way for Ammaar. Quietly, Ahmad and Spencer watched silently. A few inches away from Herdmon, Ammaar stopped.
He stared at Herdmon, while Herdmon glared back at him. Ammaar gulped, and remembering some of his past memories, he turned confident.
"Hi. My name is Ammaar Al-Jallad. That's my birth name, but my character name is Travis Jaacto. Me and my teammates, including that young lady and her Digimon there, are here to fight against the main villain, whoever that is. We aren't here to fight your herd, or to harm it, but to free the Digital World and other worlds." Ammaar explained.
The D-Disciples waited, and Ammaar noticed that Herdmon's eyes turned from hostile to soft. Herdmon smiled.
"You could've said so from the beginning. Stand down Humpmon! They're friends, and the chosen disciples!" Herdmon announced in his muscular firm voice.
The tension eased, the Humpmon surrounding the D-Disciples; their soul-warrior copedam, and the Mystic Brothers broke up and went to the oasis. The Humpmon behind Herdmon also broke up and went to the oasis to drink. The D-Disciples relaxed, as did the Mystic Brothers; Terrainmon, and Graslmon. Heba rushed over to Ammaar and hugged him close, taking Ammaar by surprise. She put her head on Ammaar's left shoulder, with her arms behind his neck.
Her eyes were closed.
"Not bad and thanks for avoiding any fight." Heba whispered.
"No problem." Ammaar smiled, returning the embrace.
Ahmad cleared his throat from behind Ammaar and Heba, and the two lovebirds let go of each other. Survivomon floated over to Ammaar, and took his seat on Ammaar's right shoulder. Heba saw him.
"Oh! This is your Digimon?" Heba asked.
Ammaar nodded, "Yep. This is Survivomon. He hatched and he's Otazoidmon's fresh form."
Survivomon and Shetamon glanced at each other, and both smiled at each other, while Shetamon blushed and lowered her head. Survivomon giggled and looked away. Atom Spacemon and Centermon approached Ammaar.
"Nice job." Atom Spacemon stated.
"Yes. Do you think you can talk Herdmon into helping us?" Centermon inquired.
"Maybe. Why?" Ammaar asked.
"Well, we'll need their help to get us to Nexus Crystal and we'll need to carry food. We'll spend the night here." Atom Spacemon decided.
"That's good to now." Spencer muttered.
"There goes our baths." Ahmad whispered.
"Hey! I had barely started being in the oasis when this camel herd appeared, so I didn't have a good bath either." Heba remarked.
Ammaar smirked, "I bet it was embarrassing to dress up with the camel herd around you and Shetamon."
Heba blushed, "Well, I was wearing a bikini and that was the first time I knew of it, so I wasn't completely naked."
"I've talked with the rest of my herd. I've heard you all talking about us helping you to Nexus Crystal, and we all will gladly help in any way we can. We'll only take you all near Nexus Crystal, and then leave you all." Herdmon announced, trotting over to the D-Disciples.
"That's good to hear." Graslmon nodded.
Ammaar took out his digital camera and took a photo of Graslmon; a photo of Anchormon drinking from the Cleansing Oasis; a photo of Humpmon drinking from the Cleansing Oasis, and of Herdmon drinking from the Cleansing Oasis. Ahmad; Spencer; Terrainmon; Graslmon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon went over to the oasis and drunk from it. Ammaar took photos of them drinking, while Survivomon remained on his right shoulder.
Heba and Shetamon also remained near him, watching their friends drinking from the oasis. Ammaar was tempted in taking photos of Ahmad; Spencer; Terrainmon; Graslmon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon drinking, but refrained himself from doing so.
"That's Graslmon?" Heba asked, pointing at Graslmon.
Ammaar nodded, "Yep."
"Aren't you thirsty?" Shetamon asked.
"... I am." Ammaar nodded, handing his digital camera to Heba.
Heba took it and watched Ammaar rush towards the oasis. Heba smiled to herself, and refrained herself from using Ammaar's digital camera. Ammaar; Ahmad; Spencer, and Graslmon all washed their faces from sweat and dirt. Survivomon just hopped into the oasis, and let himself float on the oasis surface, drifting away from Ammaar. Terrainmon; Herdmon; Humpmon, and Anchormon all licked the water into their mouths.
Spencer and Graslmon stopped drinking for a moment, and Graslmon glowed silver, and devolved back into Greemon. Back as Greemon, Greemon went on drinking the oasis' clean and cool water, by licking it...
"Oh look at the stars." Heba whispered.
It was nighttime and both Ammaar and Heba were lying on their backs, staring up at the stars. Survivomon was on Ammaar's stomach sleeping. Around them the camel herd was sleeping also. Ahmad; Spencer; Greemon; Terrainmon; Shetamon; Atom Spacemon, and Centermon also were all sleeping. Only Ammaar and Heba were awake beside each other, stargazing.
"Yeah. The stars are beautiful. We couldn't see them before now, and I haven't seen them back home." Ammaar whispered.
"Really?" Heba asked, turning her head to the left, at Ammaar.
Ammaar turned his head to his right, at Heba and he nodded. It was peaceful silence, and romantic for both Ammaar and Heba. They weren't alone, yet they knew that they won't be disturbed. Both returned to stargazing. Ammaar had his hands behind his head.
"You said earlier today that you were more like my girlfriend... What did you mean by that?" Ammaar asked.
Heba smiled, staring at the stars.
"I'll tell you later, some time when we're truly alone. I have a question to ask you." Heba informed.
"Yeah? What?" Ammaar asked.
"Do you mean what you said back then?" Heba asked, glancing at Ammaar.
Ammaar glanced back at Heba, "When?"
"On the stairs." Heba reminded.
Ammaar blinked, "You mean..."
Heba nodded. Ammaar smiled.
"Of course. You should already know that." Ammaar replied.
"About both things?" Heba inquired.
"You mean about my inquiry in proposing to you and that I love you?" Ammaar asked, whispering.
"Yes. Those two." Heba nodded.
"Heba... For one thing, I was and still am serious about both. For another, believe it or not, but I feel like I'm your husband, even though we aren't literally married or physically your husband, but I feel that emotionally and spiritually I'm your husband." Ammaar explained.
Heba blushed, returning to stargazing.
"I feel the same way towards you... I feel like I'm your wife, even though we're aren't married literally, or physically your wife, but I feel close to you emotionally and spiritually." She confessed.
"It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it? That's what being in love is all about." Ammaar stated, returning to stargazing.
"... You know, when I was depressed or sad in anyway, I would always think of you and my mood would rise, and I would be happy and joyful again. I could really confuse my siblings and parents sometimes that way. In one moment I'm depressed and sad, and the next I'm smiling and giggling." Heba smiled.
"I thought you would." Ammaar giggled.
"... What do you see in my Ammaar?" Heba asked, glancing at Ammaar worriedly and curiously.
Ammaar blinked and glanced back at Heba, "What?"
"I mean considering my past, it wasn't very good..." Heba started.
"Hold on." Ammaar interrupted. "Stop right there. I know about you going out with other guys and stuff. I'm aware of things about you that you don't know I know. Your past is in the past, and it doesn't matter to me."
"But still, that doesn't explain how you're interested in me." Heba remarked.
Ammaar sighed and closed his eyes temporarily. He opened them, and returned to stargazing. Heba kept staring at him, curious about his answer.
"... Back when we were classmates, from the beginning in 5th grade, when I first saw you... I guess for me it was love at first sight, and since then I've only grown deeper in love with you, and closer in a strange way. I fell in love with your true personality, but what you've done recently wasn't you, because I just sensed it. It appeared to me like you hid your personality deep inside yourself: the personality I feel in love with.
"Your beauty; care; intelligence; shyness, and creativity is a few things to name of why I'm interested in you and am in love with you. It was hard at times, but I kept my hold on you and didn't let go, no matter what, even though there were times when my hold on you was weak, I still held onto you." Ammaar explained.
Heba blushed, smiling.
"Shyness and creativity? I have those?" Heba asked.
Ammaar turned his head to look at his sweetheart. He raised his eyebrow.
"I think it takes creativity to handle all the guys you've handled. Shyness? Well, I did notice it from time to time from you." Ammaar replied.
"Wow. I made sure to have a social reputation, yet it's like you saw right through my shell." Heba smiled, closing her eyes.
"Well, considering how close we are, you can't hide your true personality from me. Maybe from others, including your own family, but not from me." Ammaar informed.
"I realize that now." Heba nodded.
"So what happened when we left you and Shetamon alone?" Ammaar asked, whispering, returning to stargazing.
Heba chuckled, "Well... It started from when Ahmad; Terrainmon, and Greemon were out of our sight and the oasis was all ours..."
Heba explained to Ammaar what happened when she and Shetamon were left alone near the oasis up until when Ammaar and the others returned. Ammaar laughed once Heba was done.
"What's so funny?" Heba asked, sadly.
"You." Ammaar laughed.
"That wasn't funny!" Heba exclaimed. "You don't know how embarrassing that was, especially when Herdmon sniffed me."
Ammaar laughed louder, to the degree that he had to cover his mouth, and Heba narrowed her eyes in anger.
"I bet that you were more embarrassed then, than you were in your bikini that one time in the mixed local pool back in Jordan." Ammaar grinned.
Heba's eyes widened, "How... How did you know about that?"
"Like I said before, I know and am aware about stuff about you that you don't know I know about." Ammaar replied, calming down from his laughing.
"That was only once." Heba whispered.
"I know. I'm sorry for laughing." Ammaar apologized, smiling brightly.
Heba folded her arms, and for the rest of the night, both were silent, just stargazing, and eventually both went to sleep. Unconsciously Heba's head fell onto Ammaar's shoulder, and both slept the rest of the night peacefully in that position...
Day 4:
Dawn of the 12th
of April 2007, Thursday
Cleansing Oasis, Desert of Awe
Heba and Ammaar slept through the dawn of the next day, and so Ahmad; Spencer, and the Digimon saw them in the position they were. Ahmad didn't have the heart to wake them up, since they looked so peaceful together, and not to mention cute. Spencer smiled, happy for his friend. Like his disciple, Survivomon also slept through the dawn of the next day.
Spencer noticed that Ammaar had left his digital camera out the night before and took a photo of Ammaar; Heba, and Survivomon all sleeping in the position they were in. Shetamon noticed her disciple with Ammaar, and smiled happily for her disciple. After taking the photo, Spencer returned the digital camera back onto Ammaar's heaving chest.
"Shouldn't we wake them?" Herdmon asked, whispering.
"No. Let's let them sleep. They must have been talking all night. Let's give them their rest and wake them up when we're ready to go." Ahmad decided.
"So what do we do now?" Greemon asked.
"We'll gather food and eat. Afterwards we'll gather more food and water with us for our journey." Atom Spacemon announced.
While Ammaar; Heba, and Survivomon all slept, Ahmad; Spencer, and the rest of the Digimon went to work at gathering food. Ammaar; Heba, and Survivomon slept through breakfast, and they only started to wake up when Ahmad; Spencer, and the Digimon were packing, getting ready to go. Ammaar felt Survivomon on his stomach; his digital camera on his chest, and Heba on his shoulder.
'Survivomon? Are you awake?' Ammaar thought in inquiry.
Survivomon opened up his eyes and stared at Ammaar. He smiled and giggled.
'Now I am. You're comfortable, you know that?' Survivomon thought in inquiry.
'You're not the only one who thinks that.' Ammaar thought, smiling and grinning.
Survivomon blinked and glanced at Heba, before giggling some more.
'Off you go Survivomon; time for us to get up.' Ammaar thought.
Survivomon floated off of Ammaar's stomach and Ammaar took his digital camera off of his chest. Ammaar carefully moved away from Heba, as not to disturb her. He gently held her head and caringly put it down gently onto the ground. Ammaar put his face over her head, and brought his mouth close to where her ear was, because it was covered by her headscarf.
"Feather Snow? Time to wake up Hebita." Ammaar whispered into Heba's ear.
Ammaar moved his head away, and smiled as Heba opened her eyes and glanced at him. Heba smiled back.
"Hey! Good morning." Heba greeted.
"Um... It's past morning Heba. You guys missed breakfast." Shetamon announced.
"But there's time to wash up, right?" Heba asked, sitting up.
Shetamon nodded, "There is, but do it quickly. We'll be leaving soon."
Both Heba and Ammaar glanced around them and saw everyone busy one way or another. The Humpmon were being loaded with leaf packs full of food, while Terrainmon and Greemon were playing in the oasis. Ammaar looked around for Survivomon and saw him floating with his eyes closed in the oasis. Ammaar took his digital camera and took a photo of the Humpmon being loaded; a photo of Terrainmon and Greemon playing in the oasis, and of Survivomon in the oasis.
Heba got up and walked over to the oasis to wash up. Ammaar stayed in his position and looked through the photos of his digital camera. He wasn't surprised to see the photo of him; Survivomon, and Heba together sleeping. He smiled when he saw it and was glad that the photo was taken. He figured that Ahmad or Spencer might have taken the photo at dawn while they were still sleeping.
Ammaar stood up straight and stretched his body. He put his digital camera away and took out his digivice. He checked the time and noticed that it was after 11 am. He put his digivice back into his pocket, just as Spencer walked over to him and gave him a Fruitball, while Spencer munched on his another fruitball that he had with him. Ammaar took the fruitball, and with his other hand, he put back his green shades on.
He munched his fruitball and took out his digital camera. He scanned through the photos until he reached the photo of him; Survivomon, and Heba sleeping together.
"Did you take this photo?" Ammaar asked, showing the monitor to Spencer.
Spencer took only one glance at it and nodded. Ammaar finished up his fruitball and went over to the oasis. Heba was done washing up and Shetamon brought her some fruitballs.
"Where did you get these?" Heba asked.
"They grow on the trees." Shetamon replied.
"Like when we were in the Forest of Melody." Heba nodded.
"Yep." Shetamon nodded.
"We're all ready. The chosen disciples are welcome and allowed to ride on any Humpmon, just as long as you and the Humpmon are the same gender. Your soul-warrior copedam are welcome to join you, but on another Humpmon that is their own gender." Herdmon announced.
Ammaar took off his shades and put them aside with his digital camera. He washed his face, washing the tiredness out of it. Once finished washing up, Ammaar put his shades back on, and looked around. He noticed the entire camel herd ready to leave. The disciples were just being mounted on the Humpmon. Heba and Shetamon were on female Humpmon, yet on separate ones. Ahmad was on his own male Humpmon alone, as was Spencer on his own Humpmon alone.
Both Heba and Shetamon yelled when their Humpmon got back onto its feet. Ammaar quickly took photos of the Humpmon with their riders. Ammaar noticed Survivomon was with him beside him. He took a photo of Heba on her female Humpmon, first with the female Humpmon getting up, then with it standing up. The same was for the rest. Even Terrainmon and Greemon were on their own male Humpmon.
Spencer; Herdmon, and the other were staring at Ammaar and Survivomon.
"Come on onto me." Herdmon offered.
Ammaar quickly refused, shaking his head.
"No thanks. I'd prefer to ride on Centermon. Are you with me Survivomon?" Ammaar asked, turning to Survivomon.
Survivomon nodded, smiling. Herdmon shrugged. Ammaar started to record the herd camel moving out, as he went over to Centermon. Centermon knelt down, and Ammaar mounted onto Centermon. Survivomon landed on Ammaar's right shoulder. Ammaar made sure to have his digital camera tape the whole surrounding, including the Digimon and Survivomon on his shoulder. Centermon stood up back onto his feet and trotted over to the camel herd's side.
"Why did you chose me?" Centermon inquired, while Ammaar kept his digital camera on.
"I feel safer and securer on you Centermon." Ammaar replied truthfully.
'I guess this digital camera has limitless space then.' Ammaar thought.
"Well thanks." Centermon thanked.
"Don't mention it. Besides I've been on a camel before back in my world and it was a nice experience basically. The only downside to it was when the camel stood up. The rider would feel or sense that he or she would fall off of the camel because of the way the camel bent and knelt to stand on its legs. I'll never forget that experience." Ammaar explained.
"So that's why the girls screamed." Centermon muttered.
"I guess its Heba's and Shetamon's first experiences on camels. Both Ahmad and Spencer had ridden on camels before, so it isn't new to them, even though one humped camel might be new to them, but the whole experience of riding a camel isn't new." Ammaar agreed.
Centermon made sure that he kept near the Humpmon that had the disciples and the soul-warrior copedam mounted on them. After awhile Ammaar glanced back and noticed that the oasis was out of sight. With the Cleansing Oasis out of sight, Ammaar stopped the recording of the digital camera, and put it away...
"I miss mom and dad." Ahmad muttered.
"A few days have passed since our disappearance by now." Heba agreed.
"By now they must have noticed our disappearance, or that we're missing." Ahmad remarked.
"They'll notice that you two aren't the only ones who are missing." Spencer reminded.
"Rami can be a pain sometimes but... I do miss him." Ahmad muttered.
"Like I miss Nora." Heba agreed.
"... What about you Ammaar?" Heba asked, turning to Ammaar.
Ammaar shrugged, "My mom would have noticed my disappearance by now, and I know she's missing me and is also worried for me."
"You said your character name was Travis Jaacto, right?" Heba asked.
"Yeah." Ammaar nodded.
"Well, I came up with my own character name. It's only the first name, but it's Tracy." Heba announced.
Ammaar smiled, "Travis and Tracy... Actually, I like the sound of that."
"Me too." Heba nodded.
"So from now on we can call ourselves or introduce ourselves by our character names. I prefer to keep my birth name and use it as my character name. Name's Ahmad Hamdan." Ahmad stated.
"Since I don't come up with a surname yet, I guess my character name is Tracy Hamdan here in the Digital World, and I want to be addressed as that and known as that." Heba decided.
"Spencer Sherwood and that's it." Spencer informed.
"I introduced myself before but it's Travis Jaacto." Ammaar greeted.
"So Ahmad; Tracy; Spencer, and Travis. Now we'll know how to pass the message around that you're all here." Herdmon remarked.
"You know, I've noticed that we haven't got into any trouble with any of the main villain's minions since our last encounter with them in the Forest of Melody." Greemon noted.
"And we like to keep it that way Greemon." Ahmad informed.
"It is easier on us without any minions chasing us or surrounding us." Tracy agreed.
"Don't any of you tempt fate." Travis warned.
That silenced everyone, and a few moments later a sandstorm erupted all around the camel herd. Immediately, Travis took off his shades, and buckled them to his belt. He lowered his goggles, putting them over his head. He took out his digital camera and started taping a new clip. The camel herd all knew what to do, as did both Atom Spacemon and Centermon. They all stopped and gathered around each other.
The D-Disciples all had their eyes and mouths closed. Travis was the only who had his eyes open. Spencer used his coat to cover his mouth and nose.
'You shouldn't have said anything Greemon.' Spencer thought.
'How would I know a sandstorm would erupt?' Greemon thought in inquiry.
"The thing about this sandstorm is that it isn't natural. It's artificial for some reason!" Atom Spacemon announced.
"Of great! Another villainous plan." Tracy moaned.
"Just stay close to each other." Herdmon reminded.
Travis kept his digital camera taping. He took out his digivice and checked for any other new Digimon around them and when Travis had his digivice aimed at a certain direction, to his horror, a 3D holographic image did imitate from the digivice's monitor. He recognized the holographic image.
"Skull Mammothmon - Mate Ghost Jerebi - Skull Mammothmon stands for Skull Mammoth Monster, and is the evolved form of Mammothmon. Skull Mammothmon is the skeletal Mammothmon, and is of the strong and quiet type. If Mammothmon was to die naturally, then Skull Mammothmon would be the result - Its attacks are: Spiral Bone Crusher and Dash."
Fearfully, Travis aimed his digivice elsewhere and the 3D holographic image shifted from Skull Mammothmon to another Digimon.
"Skull Scorpiomon - Migration Insectoid Meric - Skull Scorpion stands for Skull Scorpion Monster. Skull Scorpiomon isn't Scorpiomon, but is a close relative of Scorpiomon. If Scorpiomon dies naturally, then Skull Scorpiomon would be the result. Skull Scorpiomon love to live in deserts under the sand where it can burrow rapidly underground, and underground in graveyards - Its attacks are: Blackout and Poison Pierce."
The camel herd; D-Disciples; soul-warrior copedam, and the Mystic Brothers all stared at Travis' digivice. Yet again Travis aimed his digivice at a third location and Skull Scorpiomon's 3D holographic image shifted from Skull Scorpiomon to yet another Digimon.
"Dokugumon - Maturity Insectoid Grasl - Dokugumon is a giant black widow spider with a poisonous attitude. Like any other or most other spiders, these black widows just love to make webs of their own making to capture their prey, and if Dokugumon is forced into attacking her opponent then she would releases a net prison web towards the opponent to pin it down. Dokugumon prefer cavern environments - Her attacks are: Poison Cobweb; Poison Thread; Poison Ride; Worm Venom."
Travis and the others around him knew the numbers because with the 3D holographic image, those was also a number near it. For Skull Mammothmon it was only one; for Skull Scorpiomon it was three, and for Dokugumon it was seven. Travis aimed his digivice around, but it didn't pick up anymore Digimon. Travis put his digivice back, and his digital camera kept on rolling.
"This is just great." Spencer muttered, with his mouth covered with his coat.
"I'll take the Dokugumon." Greemon announced.
"What? They heavily outnumber us, and not to mention that those Skull Scorpiomon or Skull Mammothmon would help their comrades out." Shetamon reminded.
"Skull Mammothmon must be enslaved, because this isn't their nature." Herdmon informed.
"But Skull Scorpiomon would gladly help any villain out." Centermon snarled.
Spencer sighed and with his free hand took out his digivice. Greemon jumped off of his Humpmon, landing onto the sandy ground. Spencer aimed his digivice at him. He glowed silver, turning transparent and changing.
"GREEMON SHINKA!"
"... GRASLMON!
And Travis caught it on his digital camera.
"Poison Cobweb!" Two Dokugumon yelled.
Graslmon was pinned onto his back in a sticky spider's web. The second forced Spencer off of his Humpmon, and onto his back on the sand. Spencer's digivice fell out of his hand. Both Spencer and Graslmon yelled in agony as the poison entered their bodies. And just like that all of a sudden, both Graslmon and Spencer were swallowed into the sand. The D-Disciples, and the Digimon around them were speechless.
"Got off." Centermon warned.
Hastily, Travis instantly applied, and dismounted Centermon, moving away from him. He went over to where Spencer's Meric Digivice was and scooped it up into his pocket.
"Poison Cobweb!" One Dokugumon yelled.
Travis turned his head towards Centermon and noticed him being pinned down on his stomach. Centermon glanced at Travis and silently nodded his snout bye. With that, just like Spencer and Graslmon before him, Centermon was swallowed into the sand. The sandstorm reduced and the camel herd; Travis; Tracy; Ahmad; their soul-warrior copedam, and Atom Spacemon were all alone.
"... We better continue on." Herdmon sadly announced.
Travis quietly stopped his taping and put his digital camera away. He put his goggles back in their previous position and put back his green shades on. Tracy glanced at Travis, as the camel herd continued on towards Nexus Crystal. Atom Spacemon stopped by Travis, and Travis mounted onto him securely...
Day 7:
The 15th
of April 2007, Sunday
Outskirts of Nexus Crystal, Desert of Awe
Just like Atom Spacemon had promised before, the camel herd; the three disciples; their soul-warrior copedam, and Atom Spacemon reached into Nexus Crystal's sight after three days. Travis took out his digital camera and silently started rolling. It was non-stop without any other events happening throughout the passed three days. The disciples had their sleep; their food, and water while the camel herd was moving.
The camel herd stopped in front of three angel Digimon, and the disciples and their soul-warrior copedam all dismounted. Travis stopped recording and put his digital camera away. Survivomon remained on Travis' shoulder throughout the journey, with Travis feeding him. With their mission done, Herdmon turned his camel herd around and left the outskirts of Nexus Crystal, while Atom Spacemon remained...
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. Gangamon - 2. Gangstermon - 3. Lust Garurumon - 4. Shadow Garurumon - 5. Atom Spacemon - 6. Centermon - 7. Anchormon - 8. Humpmon - 9. Herdmon - 10. Survivomon
Author's Notes: How was that for a long episode? I think this is the longest episode I have ever written. I could've easily turned it into two parts, but I decided against it and continued on. This episode would definitely top the episode of 'Digital Disciples' for awhile. About Lykamon, he's an unreleased Digimon, and only his attacks are mine, but I still consider Lykamon a canon Digimon, so he isn't mine in anyway, besides his attacks. Until the next episode, read and review. Remia!