Children of the Legend

Kari Minamoto

Author's Note: Thank you for your patience! College really interferes with my writing pattern (semester ends May 9th) and I barely have enough time for the papers /projects I have to write/create for school. I want to let you all know that I HAVE NOT STOPPED THIS FIC!! I ended up getting a beta reader and was waiting for this chapter to be sent back to me. However, (s)he never got back to me and its been over a week so I am posting. Thank you for listening to my rant and here is the long awaited update for Children of the Legend! (Also note that my laptop crashed and now I can't get my CotL notes. As a result please let me know if anything is wrong with the chronological sequence!!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or much of anything for that matter. I just owe debt for school. Yep, lots of it.

Chapter 25- A Tale of Two Teams

Kari knew that she was in for a wild ride when Kazemon said they were being followed. However, she never expected to be zooming through the sky at a breakneck speed. Although there was no getting around it, someone was following them. And getting closer by the second.

"Hold on tightly," Kazemon said with a serious tone, "I'm going to try and go faster."

Kari wasn't sure if it was possibly to hold any tighter or for that matter go any quicker as she craned her neck trying to look behind the digimon. What Kari saw made her gasp.

Kazemon looked down at the woman in her arms for a brief second to see her face stark with terror.

"What's wrong?" Kazemon asked with concern in her voice that overpowered the fear.

"It's him. It's really him. He's back…Myotismon," Kari whispered in fright.

Kari noticed a sudden increase in the pressure around her body as the digimon grasped her tighter. If her grip tensed even more, then Kari might begin to suffocate. Without warning the digimon holding her was engulfed in a stream of digital light. Kari felt Kazemon's proportions changing. Her warm flesh was becoming sleek metal. The long hair that had hit her numerous times during their flight vanished. The speed intensified. When the light vanished Kazemon was no longer holding her.

"I'm Zephyrmon," the digimon replied to Kari's silent question.

All of a sudden Zephyrmon began to head towards the ground, the outskirts of the city that was sparsely inhabited. Kari had no idea of what to expect or even if they would make it to the landing alive. She closed her eyes and braced for the impact.

Tommy was staring at the man next to him. He was beginning to think how stupid he was accepting the man's offer. This man, Davis, could be a spy, or a digimon in disguise, or a kidnapper. Of those three Tommy couldn't decide which was worse. He bet his mother would go with the third one. Wasn't 

she always the one saying not to TALK with strangers? He had a feeling that going someplace with said stranger might lead to a grounding for numerous months.

Apparently Davis saw the boys' hesitation on continuing down the street with him.

"Look I'm not going to hurt you okay?" Davis said with a sigh, "I just want…no NEED…to know what information you have. It's important to what I have to do. Okay?"

Tommy bit his lip, unsure of what to do.

Davis continued, "If you get uncomfortable you can just leave and it's not like I'm going to stalk you, k?"

"Okay," Tommy answered still with trepidation.

"Good since we're here!" Davis announced while standing in front of a fairly nice apartment complex. He held his hands outward to show Tommy the buildings with the dramatic flair of a magician.

Tommy followed Davis to his apartment but slowly remained a few steps behind him. Davis opened the door and invited his guest in first. When Tommy entered all he could do was stare at the kitchen. It was a beautiful kitchen with granite countertops and cherry cabinets, but what caught Tommy's attention was the red paint and numerous boxes of noodles on the counter.

Davis saw the boys questioning look at the pasta and laughed. "It's for recipes that I'm trying out. I plan to open my own noodle stand someday!"

Tommy just gave him an inquisitive look but declined to comment on it. Some things he just wasn't going to understand, other were better left unsaid, and this qualified under both.

Davis went to the cabinet and extracted a bag of chips and a couple cans of soda. He then went into the living room which continued the red paint and black furniture. Davis glanced at him with an are-you-coming look. Tommy obeyed and sat down on one of the chairs closer to the door in case he needed to make a quick escape. Davis had pulled out a laptop. Noticing the boy was watching Davis told him it was just for notes.

"So," Davis said as he leaned back on the couch, "my story. It's long and complicated and filled with great adventures and friendships…"

Davis began to tell the boy he had brought home of his adventures in the digital world. He started with a quick explanation of the group before him. Their fight with the Dark Masters, Apoclamon, and the discovery of the eighth child. He told of how he became involved in junior high and that his generation was to pick up where the first group had left off. They had to defeat the self-proclaimed Digimon Emperor who repented and became their friend. Having to find different ways to solve problems. The fights with Arukenimon and finally with Malo-Myotismon. He continued by telling the boy of the friendship he had formed with his teammates, his once love rival turned best friend, and especially with his digimon partner. He concluded by telling the Tommy of the current quest to find the children of the legend and that they were being hunted and his group wanted to protect them and help them fight the evil.

When he concluded his story the boy's eyes were as large as saucer's. At some point during the tale Tommy had loosened up and had come to the very edge of his seat. Davis' account had gripped him and Davis could tell just by looking that Tommy was exploding with questions.

"Well…"Davis let the statement hang.

"Wow!! So where is your partner now? How did he digivolve?" Tommy asked bubbling with excitement.

"He's still in the digital world somewhere and we used these," Davis then pulled his D3 out of his pocket and tossed it to Tommy. The boy wasn't anticipating this and almost dropped it. Tommy looked at it and then pulled out the device he had used earlier.

"It looks similar, but different," Tommy muttered.

He looked up at Davis whose face shown so blatantly for an explanation.

"This is a DTector. It finds spirits and stuff," Tommy told him knowing there was no way he was going to talk himself out of this one. "Me and my friends, well they're friends now, we kind of had to save the …err… same world you did. Now…um…I kinda guess I'm someone you are looking for... and you want to know my story as well…."

Takuya and Koji stood in part of their classroom, or what moments before had been their classroom. Now it was half a classroom. It now had the extra addition of a scenic half of a classroom, without windows, complete with a wonderful breeze.

Koji gave Takuya a little shove. "Come on let's go before anyone gets here."

He began running off before Takuya could respond. Takuya took off after Koji. As they reached the edge of the school property the duo turned and saw staff and students peeking out of the school like rabbits out of a hole. Weary and cautiously they were approaching what remained of the classroom. Takuya and Koji hadn't even reached the next block when they heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights of emergency vehicles.

"If I'm connected to any of this, mom's gonna kill me," Takuya grumbled to himself as they continued to walk down the street. "We're heading the hospital huh?"

"Yeah, I told Koichi I'd come today. He's probably freaked out considering everything that's already happened with Duskmon. Everything else that's going on adds to it," Koji told him.

They continued their walk in silence until they reached the hospital.

"Koji!" a voice called from the hospital doors.

Koji abruptly focused on the figure that was coming closer to him, until he realized it was Doctor Kido.

"Your brother's been looking for you all day, I'm glad to see you're here," he told the boy with a smile.

Takuya wasn't sure what to do in the situation and did his best to excuse himself completely. "I've got to watch Shinya – I'll catch you later!" Takuya waved to his friend.

"Nice friend you got there," Dr. Kido told Koji.

"He is, although I probably wouldn't tell him that to his face. It might just inflate his head a little more. And no one needs to deal with that," Koji told him as they went into the hospital. Dr. Kido just smiled in reminiscence.

When Kari opened her eyes she had somehow landed on the ground without being killed. A miracle in and of itself that she was still there.

"Stay here," Zephyrmon told her before standing in front of her about twenty feet and taking a fighting stance.

She looked beyond the graceful yet strong bird digimon and saw someone she never wanted to see again as long as she lived. Myotismon. His evil grin and cold eyes bore through her as she saw past encounters flash through her mind: Wizardmon's sacrifice, the destruction of the city, his manhunt for her, the power of the crests and digivices. It all came rushing back to her as if it had happened yesterday instead of many years ago. However, no one could look at him without remembering the past. His name brought chills to her spine years after he had been defeated. Now she was looking at him again.

"Kari," Myotismon drawled in mock happiness at seeing her. "What a pleasure to see you here? I was wondering what my little pest had been up to all these years, still got your little traitor hanging around? Careful she might betray you next."

Kari knew she was being taunted , and knew she fell for the bait, "She would never do anything like that!"

"O aren't we getting touchy…" Myotismon began.

"Hey you! Leave her along or you'll regret it!" Zephyrmon interjected forcefully.

Myotismon didn't show any change in attitude but just directed his attention at the digimon in front him, "Well, well, well. This is a surprise. I send my minions to look for you and you fall into my lap, warrior of wind and chosen child. I know I'm right…Zephyrmon."

To be continued…

I hope this makes sense to stop here. Semester ends in three weeks, semester ends in three weeks…I'll just keep going with that mantra. I love school and college but I need a quick break to recharge. I found a beta reader and (s)he never got back to me with a betaed chapter so I again beta'd myself just like all the previous chapters. It just takes a lot longer. Please let me know what you think by clicking that review button, I love hearing from you!!