Hello once again. Hope everyone is having a good summer.
Thank you for the Oc's, I can't wait to start using them.
Just so you know, I'll be using them around chapter 4 or 5 as I want to introduce my own Oc's first so you're used to them.
I hope you all read, enjoy and review.
Burning white flames rose terrifyingly high with smoke that should have choked him to a painless death, yet he continued to breathe without effort. The diamond white inferno rose higher and higher surrounding him completely on all sides. No heat came from the flames just a feeling of misery and death swept along with an icy cold bellowing wind. He stood there, rooted to the spot out of fear or curiosity he wasn't sure.
"I…" A sinister and malicious voice bellowed all around him with no escape from it. Mountains of rubble were visible beyond the flames. A crooked and smashed lamp post hung precariously from the side of a half demolished building as proud as any flag could. A building was flung to the ground and it smashed into an unlimited number of pieces. Clouds of smoke rose as everything around him burned cries of terror and pleas of help rang out all around him.
"…Will…" The sinister voice continued, echoing even louder like a demonic frog horn of the oncoming hell. A gigantic figure arose in front of him; flames spiralled upwards in a grotesquely deformed human. The white fire wailed and cried as it solidified into a pitch black metallic surface and ran from the surface of the figure like a melted liquid. There he stood before him. Towering black lanky armour engraved with white Digital code spread across his armour like an outside layer of misshapen bones. Sickly golden fragments dotted his demonic armour that seemed to move by itself. Behind him bellowed a cape of hollow flames. His glowing golden eyes pierced him with hate and rage and froze him to the bone.
"…Return!"
Will bolted upright in his bed with a cold fear filled sweat rolling down his face as his heart hammered in his chest. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and swung his legs out of bed before running a hand through his hair, it was the same dream every time; Alpha Strikemon standing before him in a burning city. The dream had begun to plague him ever since his Digivice and crest were destroyed. He stood and walked towards his bedroom door and peeked through the gap, sat on his sofa was a rookie Digimon very similar to Gabumon except for no horn, brown and purple fur and no image on his yellow stomach, his partner Lightmon watched cartoons on his TV. Will shut his bedroom door and sighed, placing his forehead against the cool wood. Lightmon had had shared the same dream as him since the destruction of Will's crest and Digivice. Will slowly walked over to his window and glanced outside at the illuminated streets of Odaiba, suddenly grateful there were no flames as a light rain fell across the city. Will glanced at his clock; he knew exactly where he would be. Quickly, Will got dressed and strolled into the living room.
"You're going out?" Lightmon asked in his high pitched tone as he turned to see Will headed for the door of the apartment.
"Yeah, can't sleep. You had the dream too?" Will asked quietly and Lightmon nodded. Will nodded, understandingly.
"Don't turn up the Tv too loud, you don't want to wake Clare and Coronamon." Lightmon nodded and lay down sideways on the black leather sofa. Will gave the guest room door a look. He refused to let Clare pay for a hotel for her time in Odaiba so he had put her up himself. Will left the apartment and locked his door, heading out into the damp city.
Even in the dead of night if you knew where to go, you could always find people. Will stood outside a familiar western style bar named "Life". He had always wondered if Alex Dowski the digital being had something to do with that. In the three years he had known of the bar, it hadn't changed. It was a simple bar from the outside, plain dark wood framed the windows and several flower displays were set up in an attempt to make it welcoming along with two lanterns that swung above the main door. Will pushed open the heavy black wood door and nodded to the barman who simply nodded back. He was a middle aged man who was well built for his age with muscle easily visible through his grey t-shirt. His black hair was rife with streaks of grey but his face and body language had always been kind and welcoming.
"David here?" Will asked quietly as he approached the bar.
"Yeah, he's in your usual spot. He said he had a feeling you'd be coming in." The barman replied with a smile as he placed a bottle of whisky on the table with two glasses. Will frowned but simply took the bottle and two glasses.
"Thanks Roger." Will said as he walked to the back of the bar near the pool table. As he walked through the bar he realised it was quieter than usual but there were still a few familiar faces around. He stopped beside a certain table and glanced at the picture hanging on the wall above it. He smiled, it was the group picture Roger had taken, just before the virus corrupted Will and Lightmon. That was their regular table, the one he shared with his new friends and several of the original Digidestined. He walked on, silently promising to get everyone back to the bar soon. Will reached the table at the back and raised his eyebrows. There, with his legs up on the table sat one of his oldest friends. Will could see himself in his spotless black boots, his perfectly ironed black trousers fitted him perfectly as did his tucked in white shirt with sleeves rolled up. A brown trench coat was thrown over one of the nearby chairs along with a set of gloves.
"Morning!" His accent reminded Will of home. Short well-kept blonde hair barely moved no matter how much he moved. His pale blue eyes studied Will as he sat down and opened the bottle of whisky.
"Morning David." Will said warmly. Will didn't need to say anything; he knew David would already be aware of why he was there.
"The dream of Alpha Strikemon?" David asked carefully, not wishing to upset his friend. Will nodded. David sighed and reached into his coat and tossed Will a folded sheet of paper. Will caught it easily and unfolded it and scanned it.
"It's third generation Digital code. Same code from when the Sovereigns were at war with Alpha Strikemon originally." Will muttered quietly as he began to work through the symbols. He was certain he and Izzy were the only ones in the world who could understand the code, at least in pieces.
"Where'd you get this?" Will asked gingerly. David put down his drink and scratched his nose.
"Alpha Strikemon's temple." Will looked up instantly. "Whoah cool it. It's an old temple. It was built well after he was sealed. Thought you'd be interested in the code." David said quietly so no one overheard. Will read through and began to read it aloud.
"In the shadow of the red moon on the fifth cycle of the…new age the knight of death will rise once more and signal the beginning of the end for the protectors." Will threw the paper away and drank from the bottle.
"It's defiantly referring to him, Alpha Strikemon." Will muttered angrily. Alpha Strikemon was a terrible Digimon who tried to claim the title of the King of the Digital world. He failed and the sovereigns had sealed him long before the Digidestined ever arrived. He was the original virus Digimon only spoke of in legend. Somehow he broke free of the seal and invaded the real world but failed due to the combined efforts of international Digidestined. Will led the counter attack and had vanquished him but he never quite felt it was over.
"It might be wrong, we never know until the events actually happened. For now, we simply keep those we need informed. We don't need to cause panic." David said casually, fully aware of how much damage had been caused.
"And this time, I'll be here to help too. If I'm needed anyway." David smiled brilliantly and madly. Will over at him and rolled his eyes.
"No wonder it was you who led our team." Will muttered, realising how similar David was to the other international leaders. Will and David had served on their own team at the same time as the Original Digidestined , but now they were the only ones left. The others had been killed at the hands of Alpha Strikemon. For a time they had been enemies after their adventure, fighting for two different causes and in the final battle, David had fallen into a void and vanished. He had returned at a decisive moment and rescued Will from certain death leaving no doubt in Will's mind about who David was. He was his old friend and leader.
"Why were you here tonight?" Will asked half out of curiosity and half out of a need for a new topic of conversation. He smiled mischievously.
"I was having a few drinks with Mimi." David said smugly. Will's jaw fell open slightly. Mimi had recently moved back to Odaiba for a few months to study there.
"Seriously?" Will said in disbelief. David's smiled widened and he took a sip from his glass. Will had since filled his glass and began to drink himself.
"How did that even happen?" Will asked, still in shock. David sat up straight and then leaned forward.
"Well, she was doing some relief work in the Digital world and I just so happened to be there. She recognised me and we got talking. I ran into her here in Odaiba a few weeks ago and we got talking, we've met up once or twice. I enjoy her company and well, invited her out tonight, we had a few drinks and I walked her home. I am a gentleman." David said happily and finished his glass before pouring himself a drink from the bottle of whisky.
"A gentleman with a Ravemon who can cut a skyscraper in half! Don't try to deny it! I've seen him do it!" Will laughed at the memory of David's partner, Ravemon, who was frozen at the mega level, cut a building in half.
"So do you like her?" Will asked. David looked around as his cheeks reddened for a moment and he took a large mouthful of whisky. Will was about to pass comment when David cut in.
"You should talk to Sora sometime." David said plainly. Will looked down into his whisky.
"I don't know…" Will said sadly.
"Mimi says Sora misses you." David said it plainly. He'd never tell Will but himself and Sora had been how he and Mimi had even become friends in the first place. Will had been avoiding Sora ever since his corruption, too afraid to see her.
"I can't, after what I did, how am I meant to be friend-" David cut him off.
"She never held it against you, she knows it wasn't your fault you moron, we all do." David knew he was the only one, besides Clare and Sora, that Will listened too but none of them had been able to help him.
"Besides, you two were a little more than friends when it all happened." Will looked up at David.
"You knew?" Will asked before he realised. "Mimi told you." Will took another long drink. Sora and Will had always been close and after one alcohol fuelled night, they spent a night together. They began to act even closer afterwards, never really talking about it and then it happened, the corruption that had crippled Will and Lightmon's power. Will stared at the bottle of whiskey, wondering at that moment, just what she was doing.
"God damn it…I'll make you a deal." Will said darkly. David raised his eyebrows.
"Our last deal left me stranded on top of a building for five hours…" David said spitefully and playfully.
"You let me in on what's happening you and Mimi…and I'll go see Sora." Will with an evil glint in his eye. David's jaw hung loose for a moment before smiling and going slightly red.
"I have asked her for a date…and we're going for dinner later this week." David smiled as his thoughts become filled with the brown haired girl. The two sat in comfortable silence for a moment, neither of them needing to say anything.
"Clare's talked me into training the new Digidestined around here. I could really use your help with it." Will pulled his best puppy dog eyes and watched David's face twist into one of fear.
"Stop making that face and sure." The two raised their glasses.
"Besides, Clare asked me to help earlier anyway." David said smugly. Will rolled his eyes, he should have known. Clare and David had become close friends over the course of Will's corruption. Something crashed at the front of the bar and both boys leaned out of their seats to see what was happening. Will gestured with his head and David nodded, putting on his coat and gloves as the two walked to the front of the bar. Will placed the bottle of whisky on the bar and watched as one man stumbled back and forth, cursing whoever was nearby. The man reeked of something vile and he began to swear at Roger who frowned at the man.
"Want us to handle him Roger?" David asked.
"Sure, thanks boys." Roger leaned and folded his arms. It was a quiet arrangement that David and Will would help out at the bar sometimes. Will and David exchanged a single look and nodded as they picked up the man, one arm each and dragged him from the bar.
"Things never change." Will muttered, and for once, he was grateful for the normality, even if he was carrying a drunk.
The stars were out tonight but he didn't care. Stood before him was a large terrifying white mechanical Digimon that held in one hand a huge two headed axe. A single glaring red eye shone ominously. Under small areas of white armour were layers upon layers of wiring and mechanical parts.
"Can you do it?" His voice was low but dark. The axe wielding Digimon faced the blond human who had danced through the streets.
"Of course I can. I'll even rally a few allies along the way and we'll have a cosy little tea party in what's left of Odaiba." He said it disgustingly delightfully. The Digimon extended his axe.
"Then announce yourself and declare yourself an ally of the Omega Empire." The human extended his hand and tapped the axe with his twisted looking Digivice.
"The name's Jack Knight."
If people would like to read the story of Alpha Strikemon and Will and Lightmon, feel free to read "Ride the Lightning" for the full back story.