A stormtrooper lost in the Digiworld Chapter 11: Getting closer
A stormtrooper lost in the Digiworld Chapter 11: Getting closer.
I'm terribly sorry there were no chapters in the past 4 days. I was having severe problems with my internet connection. Anyway, I think I have fixed it at last so I'll try to continue this thing. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, ridiculous plots, etc. All my knowledge comes from my annoying little sister who keeps bugging me and some stuff I had to dig up in the internet, so that I wouldn't lose touch with this "reality".
… The group was nearing their point of destination. They already knew where their friend - the key to digievolution by a chance was. He was held in the palace of Zhuqiaomon, one of the four Digimon Sovereigns and the Guardian of the Digital World's Southern Hemisphere. They have made a big journey to save him from this grip and were not intended to stop. Anyway, the palace was in two days distance away… The tamers were having a quick break, the path was pretty rugged, and this tired the children. While the others had their rest, Susan got closer to Ulairimon. He was sitting on a stone brandishing his ghastly ghoul-blade. She noticed that he was trying to avoid her in the past 2-3 days, and she didn't know the cause. And she was quite curios about it. Ulairimon noticed her presence, as she was staring directly at him.
"What do you want, child?" he whispered calmly. Susan noticed that he didn't hissed, as usual, yet whispered. And this was a difference.
"Well, um, can I ask you something?" she asked shyly.
"What do you want to know about?" he replied calmly.
"Why have you listened to me when you were fighting this red renamon? What made you show mercy?"
"Never do that again. Never interfere when I fight."
"Still, why?" she insisted. Ulairimon sighed heavily, he didn't really want to explain, yet he felt it is required.
"I'll try to explain. I'm an Evil-type digimon, and I receive my power from my own hatred and from the pain and suffering of my enemies. I don't know exactly the cause, but when you are near, my anger and hatred just disappears, and I become incredibly calm. That's why I was unable to slay the enemy renamon, my hand became like of plumber, and in other words – I was paralyzed." he finished. Susan was analyzing his words for a brief moment of time.
"I am sorry, it was not intentionally."
"No need to apologize."
"You said "incredibly calm". You mean like now?"
"Yes, that is correct. Now I am perfectly calm."
"You said that you are an evil digimon. Who told you that? Why do you have to make others suffer?"
"That is my nature."
"But that is wrong!"
"What do you expect me to do? To fight against myself?"
"No… I don't know… Anyway, why does my presence has such an impact on you?"
"I don't know. I can only guess that you have the strength to annihilate my power. That's why I ask you not to bother me when I fight, you can make me defenseless and weak. And I must be strong."
"Alright, I will try. Why do you crave for power so much?"
"If I won't be strong – I will be destroyed. And I don't want to give the world a chance to dance on my grave-stone."
"What did the world do to you that you hate it so much?"
"Nothing personal. It is just that I fought on the side that opposed the current world state. And we lost, so this world now wants to destroy us – the remnants. And I don't want to be destroyed."
"For what have you fought then?"
"For power."
"But then, when you first wanted power, and when the current world was not your enemy, what made you to desire power then? Why don't you desire other things like other normal people?"
"Look at me. There is nothing else left for me to desire. The other desires are beyond my reach."
"Why the other wishes are not good enough for you?"
"I didn't say that they are not good enough. I'm basically a walking set of armor and a powerful ghost, who is bent to it. What can such a creature desire for himself?"
"You are a ghost? I thought that you are, well, that you are alive… You could try to become alive somehow…"
"What for? It's impossible anyway…" he replied. After that there was silence for some time.
"Poor you…" Susan mumbled.
"Don't dare pitying me again. There WILL be harsh consequences." Ulairimon replied angrily, very angrily. The last phrase infuriated him so much that the anger broke through the "pacifying" shield of Susan, and made her take few steps back.
"Damn, if only I had such a burst of anger back in the fight with this red renamon enemy, I would have destroyed her for sure." he added and walked away. She was just left there standing. She was scared again, this wave of hatred that broke through and slammed her was strong, yet she didn't know why has the fact that she actually felt sorry for this strange digimon infuriated him so much.
"What did I say? I only tried to be nice to people" she said quietly to herself, and suddenly heard a voice from behind:
"You want to know?" It was Rika, she was listening to their discussion from the beginning.
"Oh, it's you, Rika. You scared me."
"Sorry about that. Do you want to know why Ulairimon just got infuriated? And I do mean infuriated, because if his hatred for the enemy wasn't enough for him to overpower you, and this phrase you said just got him throwing the volcanic waves of anger around."
"Yes, I do, I don't know how in the world I have just offended him. I'm clueless."
"Well, from my point of view, basing on what I have heard not a while ago, and also basing on myself I can tell you that I could have slammed someone because of that too."
"But in heavens name why?"
"Because people hate the strong and pity the weak. And I believe Ulairimon hates to be weak. He reminds me of myself…" Rika nodded.
"You? I'm sorry for the frequent question, but, why?"
"Well, I used to be a nasty angry girl with a tomboy attitude and a whole bunch of complexes because of my father who abandoned my family and my irresponsible mother. I was so angry at the whole world and stuff like that. But I think that my little motives are nothing compared to his… I can say that I still am not entirely out of this tomboy thing, but I'm trying…"Rika added and smiled.
"Really? I could have never even thought of such a thing about you."
"I am telling you the truth, and I have an advice for you: it's a lost cause to make Ulairimon become kind or something. You would have better chances of convincing NZ that the Empire is worthless or to convince Renamon to paint her in pink."
"I understood the part about Renamon and pink, but about what Empire you were talking about?"
"Oh, I suppose you don't know, he was a soldier in the army of some Empire, a stormtrooper to be exact, and to these stormtroopers there is nothing more important then the Empire. He will rip apart anyone "for the glory of the Empire." He's quite a fanatic. This is probably after the training they receive at their academy. It makes them extremely loyal merciless and quite fearless war machines, and gives them a full body armor suit that conceals all parts of the body and makes them look tougher, more merciless, intimidating and inhumane. NZ had a helmet but it was destroyed in one of the fights we had earlier. He saved me and the other tamers back then though."
"In other words – it's impossible to turn him away from the Empire, right?"
"Yeah."
"What do you mean by "He saved me and the other tamers back then though."?"
"It was not a while ago when we were ambushed by 10 red renamon like the one that attacked Ulairimon. We were separated from our digimon, but NZ managed to slay two of them who had the task of whipping us out of our misery. He lost his helm in the process and was almost killed, but we were lucky enough that he stayed alive and protected us…"
"That's horrible. How he survived? Renamon should be much stronger than any human."
"You noticed that he carries a sword and a strange black object on his shoulder? Well, this object is actually his lethal weapon, capable of shooting enemies at long distances. He also is a good swordfighter, Ulairimon gave him one of his own swords and taught NZ to use it against the digimon. I even was at one of his trainings, and he is skillful enough to even hold ground for some time against my Renamon. Yet it's a shame that Renamon can stand against Ulairimon even lesser time then NZ can stand up against her… The darkness really gives power, but for a high price. I would prefer my pretty strong, yet alive and warm Renamon over some extremely powerful, but cold and emotionless undead." Rika said, and when Susan was about to reply something, they were interrupted by a low strong voice:
"Rika, Susan, the break is over. We must go now. Prepare yourselves." It was NZ, who was tasked to inform everyone that it is time to move on. And so they went… The night came in quickly, as the children prepared to sleep. After all, they needed all their strength to continue, while the digimon and one soldier were able to march while resting only a couple of hours per day. And every night they were patrolling the territory of the camp, just in case of any unexpected attacks. And, as usual, Ulairimon was tasked to look after the lazy Guilmon and Terriermon, who had the bad habit of sleeping on post, and Renamon was left with NZ…
"So, what do you think about he newcomer?" Renamon asked NZ through the commlink.
"I think that it is most unfortunate that her house was destroyed in the storm. It was our duty to help out."
"Really? That's something new to hear from the soldier of the Empire."
"Our duty was to defend the peace and order. Helping out innocent civilians is a part of our duties. Help the civilians, destroy the rebels."
"Perfectly simple. I understand. Still, you haven't answered the question."
"I cannot say anything against such a small child. All I know is that Susan is becoming friends with your tamer and has a strange influence over my digimon. Ulairimon told me everything about it, and I believe it would be better if she stays away during the fights, not only because of the influence, but also because she can also get in the crossfire."
"Ulairimon told you about this weakness? I'm amazed that he actually told you this."
"There are no secrets between us. A tamer has nothing to hide from his digimon, and inverse. We have full trust in each other."
"Really? How come I have never heard you two speaking?"
"I believe you know the answer yourself. I believe that the tamers and their digimon have some sort of communication between each other, which cannot be heard by ears."
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that one…Wait! I feel someone approaching from behind you!" Renamon nearly shouted in the commlink. NZ turned around with his rifle ready to turn any opponent into Swiss cheese, but that was not required now. I was Rika roaming the camp.
"Rika, why are you not asleep yet?" NZ and Renamon asked simultaneously.
"I can't get myself to sleep. May I stay wit you two for a while?"
"Sure." NZ replied, and Renamon returned in a second with a warm sheet.
"It's not wise to walk around the cold camp in one thin pajama." she said while covering Rika with this sheet like with a cloak.
"I guess you are right. I just can't get any sleep, I keep thinking about the foe we will have to challenge soon enough."
"Zhuqiaomon? Don't worry, we will win and will get our friend, Calumon, back." Renamon said confidently.
"How can you two be so calm anyway? Don't tell me that you are ready for battle."
"Well, I'm pretty ready." Renamon replied.
"Infantry ready." NZ added.
"No, NZ, I think that you should stay out of this one. I mean, no one doubts your determination, but your gun will do no damage to Zhuqiaomon. He is just too strong. Don't try to shoot him." Rika said with concern. NZ just smiled a bit, and drawn some white cylinder from his backpack, which looked like a thermos.
"What is this?" Renamon and Rika asked. "This is my "last resort". It is the bomb we, stormtroopers, use to destroy heavily – fortified buildings, or for effective suicide attacks, when we are surrounded by the enemy. If there will be no other way, I think I will give this enemy a big explosion. The bomb is very powerful." he replied with an evil grin on the healthy side of his face.
"Err, that's it, what others surprises you have prepared?"
"None. This all is the basic ammunition of our soldiers."
"Anyway, you know what you must do. During the battle, if there will be a battle, your task is to support your digimon with your cards. Since I think that you and Ulairimon are unable to biomerge yet, you must do your best to keep Ulairimon fight. Also try to hide Susan somewhere." Renamon said to NZ.
"As you order, commander Renamon." he replied. Rika and Renamon stared at him for a couple of minutes, and then she asked:
"Did you just call me commander again?"
"Yes, when it comes to battle, you all are my superiors, well, officers. I will follow any order you will give Me." he replied.
"Well, you have your orders, soldier." Rika added. Then suddenly NZ shot in the nearby bush. There was some movement in the bush, like something running away, and then there was silence.
"What was that for?" Rika asked.
"I saw someone hiding in the bush."
"That was probably some poor animal. Don't worry too much." Renamon replied from the tree. They both didn't know that whom NZ almost shot in the bushes was the ex-commander of the red renamon, who followed the group in secrecy, and was hiding in the bush to hear about what they were talking about. "Damn that human is accurate no joke, he almost managed to blow my head away. That's what you get for hiding in the bush near a guardian who stands at attention." she thought to herself while fleeing and touching the place on the head near her right ear, which had some burns from a blaster bolt flying nearby… The next day was promising to be the longest day in their life, as they came closer to the final point of their destination. And they were somewhat prepared, but before the final opposition, they had yet to meet with someone… And that someone was waiting for them…
That's it. I will try to make the next chapter better. I know that there are no forests and mountains in the south, and that the group was situated from other characters. This is just what I managed to invent for my little sister. This never happened in the real thing, yet it has some connection. I am not afraid of flames though, as the story is almost finished.