A Digimon Frontier Fanfic

By Sakura Martinez

Author's Notes:

Okay, so I am quite pissed right now. I didn't really plan to release this soon but since I got a little bit of break from studying for my final exams (which would last until Friday), I decided to upload this.

The reason why I am quite annoyed at the moment is someone seemed to have logged in using my account (however that person did that) and deleted one of my stories. I don't know who this person is but from the last review I got from that story, I could only speculate. Whoever that person is certainly has a lot of nerve to call my works 'trash'.

Anyways, before I actually blab on and on about it here, you guys just go on ahead and enjoy this chapter which serves as the closing chapter for the previous Arc and the opening chapter to another Arc (which I have yet to decide what to call it).

End of Author's Notes.

The Rabbit on the Moon

Surviving the Storm

They were in trouble. There is no question about it. Who knew that choosing to escape under the cover of such a strong typhoon would prove more than they can handle, after all, the Leader had said that the Omni-Craft can handle such a force of nature even if they have decided to traverse in the open ocean.

How very wrong she was.

Right now, despite the technology and time that was given in maintaining the vehicle before their imminent departure, Takuya was facing the biggest problem in his life. Water was entering the hull of the Omni-Craft, which had been damaged thanks to the storm.

Of course, one who knows of the capabilities of the Omni-Craft would know that it is not a problem at all. Takuya had also thought of that. After all, he simply needs to push that small, red button and pull that lever to his right to make the Omni-Craft fly. The problem is, the Omni-Craft needs energy from its battery to function – something that, once again, thanks to the storm, had been rendered useless.

"Damn it!" Said Takuya as he pounded on the Omni-Craft's controls, which had stopped functioning. "This can't be happening!"

Sweat was trickling down Takuya Kanbara's forehead despite the cold weather the storm has brought. He had try doing several things to bring the battery back to life, but none worked. He had outdone himself in thinking of a way to fix the hull's damage, even using his power to fix it, but with the raging storm and the large waves crashing at them, he could not make it work either. This was not the start that he had been hoping for. What's more, looking at Izumi, who had still to reawaken, his worry even grew a thousand folds.

"Come on, Come on…" He chanted as he repeatedly tried to turn on the Omni-Craft, which only gave him small sputtering sounds. "Isn't there an emergency power in this thing?!"

If things were already worse, it only worsened as a large wave suddenly appeared. Takuya's eyes grew wide as he saw the danger that they were now in.

Slowly, but surely, the wave was coming after them and he knew that there was no time and no way that they can avoid it. With his mind only thinking about Izumi and her well-being, Takuya immediately rushed to her side and with all the power he could muster summoned a flame barrier that surrounded them inside a bubble. It was a last ditch effort that Takuya had placed his trust in…

"Can you at least tell me what's happening outside of this place?" Izumi asked as she finally got control of the managed to do what Haruko had asked of her – creating a compressed ball of wind in her hand.

Haruko smiled as she saw how well her apprentice have done, and in such a short while as well. To have conjured that ball of wind could only mean one thing – that she, Izumi, had fully mastered the art of controlling the natural, physical, and spiritual energies both within her and around her. She of course, stated this to Izumi after answering her query with 'I cannot say for there is something blocking my senses in the outside world.'

Although Izumi was happy to hear praises from her predecessor, what Haruko said worried her.

"What do you mean by that, Haruko?" She asked.

Haruko thought for a while. After which, she merely shook her head and said, "Don't worry about it, I suppose it is nothing. Perhaps your friends are merely training. Anyway, we are almost done with your training here as well so let it be for a while longer."

Izumi looked at the horizon, her thoughts were distant as she wondered what everyone was up to as she continued with her training with the ball of wind. She wondered if everyone was alright though she could imagine the worry her father and Takuya must be going through with each passing moment that she lay asleep in the 'physical world', as Haruko put it.

As the power she was putting on the ball of wind grew, she could only send a whispered thought to Takuya and her father.

"It won't be long now, Takuya, Father." She thought as she focused more on the task at hand, hoping that her training would be completed soon.

Waves crashed on the grainy sand creating foams before being drawn back to the ocean from whence it came. The sun, after a long time in the darkness of the storm, had finally rose up gloriously in dawn of a new day. Birds who had hid themselves during the storm had finally came out to great the new day, chirping as they perched themselves on the trees – whether rooted out of the ground or still standing, as if humming a tune to celebrate the end of such a storm – a storm that would be recorded as the strongest one to have hit that side of the world.

But there was more to this island than that, for two figures lay on the beach – one atop the other in a protective manner. Their clothes were tattered as if they have fought with the waves, which they did. Not too far from where they lay was the wreckage that was their ship. Neither of them, however, was moving.

It was in this manner that they were both found by someone who had just happened to pass by on his daily route. That someone was an old man, a denizen of the island. Knowing the dangers in stored should he turn a blind eye to those two who obviously need help, the old man took it upon himself to take care of them.

How the old man managed to take these two to his humble abode, no one could tell. But whatever method he used, he managed to do just that and allow Takuya and Izumi to recuperate.

In the comfort of their base in the Commercial City of Alkaid, the Organization, or at least what was left of it including the Leader, the Commander, the General, Kouichi, Teppei, Junpei, and Tomoki, were all awaiting Kouji's return.

"We are lucky, Leader," Teppei said at one point whilst they were waiting, "who would have thought that the Alkaid Base was still operational."

"Yes, the gods seem to have favored us this time around." The Leader spoke in her usual calm way. "However, we should not stick here for long. Should the King and General Kanbara figure out where we are, we will, without a doubt, put the lives of these people in danger… just like what happened in Shore."

"I apologize for that." Kouichi said as he bowed his head. Even after being accepted back by his friends and those whom he had betrayed, Kouichi still felt guilty. "I did not intend for the people of Shore to get involved. If only I could have controlled Chiaki and her brother…"

"What's done is done." The General said, which made everyone turn to his direction. "We could only be thankful that every civilian from Shore survived, although some of them were injured when they got caught into the battle."

Kouichi could not help but smile as he saw everyone in that room nod in agreement to what his grandfather had said. They have been all too welcoming of him, despite what he had made them go through. It was because of this that Kouichi reawakened the conviction of doing everything he can for these people – to pay them back. It was a solemn promise, one he had secretly made to himself.

"So, what is our next course of action, Leader?" Junpei asked, he had been getting restless for the past hour and a half that they were talking in that room.

The Leader turned around, her back facing the others as she took a look through the window where she could see the southern end of the peaceful city of Alkaid. People were bustling about, which was quite normal for such a commercial city as this and the Leader knew that what had to be done.

"Like I have said, we can't stay here for long. Our first priority would be to ensure we have ample supplies before sundown." She stated. "After that, we will abandon this base completely. Take every equipment that still holds value and is still usable. Then, we head for the one place the King and his minions would not dare to look."

"Where is that?" Tomoki asked but General Kimura and Commander Orimoto's eyes widened, as if they understood what the Leader was about to say.

"Wait, you don't mean…" Commander Orimoto was about to say, but the Leader cut him off.

"Yes. We'll head for Fort Gulgora."

The Old Man had been working full time on ensuring that both of his 'patients' were well off while they recuperate. It had already been five days since he found them washed ashore, their ship quite destroyed. At first, he feared that they might already be dead but upon closer inspection, he was able to breathe a sigh of relief after checking their vital signs.

If this old man was tired from taking care of them, he did not show it – not in his gestures nor in his eyes as he continued to work with his herbs, cutting them and grinding them, preparing said herbs as mixtures to whatever concoction he has planned.

He, however, abruptly stopped working when he heard someone stir in their bed. Quickly, with speed that you would not believe an old man could possess, he went to check up on both Takuya and Izumi.

"Ugh…" groaned Izumi as she struggled to sit up, her right hand supporting her head while her left was used to push herself up in a sitting position.

The Old Man smiled, glad that one of them was already awake.

It would appear, however, that Izumi did not notice that the Old Man was there nor that she was no longer in Shore or anywhere she could possibly know as she continued to hold her head in her hand with her eyes closed.

"It seems that you have finally awakened, my dear." The Old Man spoke, knowing that introductions are better over and done with rather than dragged on for much later.

The voice of the Old Man, which she had never heard before, surprised Izumi enough that, despite the headache she has, she quickly looked over at the direction of where the voice came from and saw the Old Man just as she was about to conjure up an attack for self-defense.

"Who are you?" She asked, not knowing what to think. Of course, the moment that she saw the old man and asked her question, she also realized that she was no longer in the Organization's Mansion. This, of course, made her panic, though not so much as to actually let anyone notice. "…And where am I?"

"Now, now…" the Old Man said, keeping his distance. "There is no need to fret. I am just a humble hermit who happened to pass by just when you and the boy were in need of help. My name is Daichi, and you my dear are in my humble abode."

"What are you talking about?" Izumi asked, not letting her guard down yet. But her head really was throbbing now. "Where exactly are we?"

"I could only suspect that you and your friend over there tried to brave that dangerous storm for who knows why. " The old man, Daichi, replied as he pointed a finger towards another bed where Takuya lay unconscious. "As for your other question…"

The moment Izumi followed where Daichi was pointing at, and the moment she saw Takuya, bruised and unconscious, she did not get to hear the answer to her second question as she, despite her throbbing head, ran towards Takuya. A worried look was plastered on her face.

"Takuya!" she gasped as she saw him.

At that moment, questions started popping in her head. What had happened? How long was she asleep? What were they doing traveling, as the old man had said, on such a dangerous weather? Where were the others? How long has she been out cold? Questions such as these formulated on her mind as she sat on Takuya's bed and pushed away the strands of hair that had found its way into his face wanting to get a better view of him.

"Don't worry, my dear." Daichi said. "He'll be fine. Just a bit more rest and I'm sure he will be up and about as you are. Though I have to suggest that you take it easy as well. You are far from recovered."

"Who are you really?" Izumi asked though not taking her eyes on Takuya's sleeping face. "Are you part of the Kingdom of Frontiria?"

The old man moved slowly beside her and answered, "Do not worry. In this land there is no Kingdom or any kind of faction. But to answer your question, as I can deduce that you and this boy are running from the Kingdom, I can tell you that I am very much the same as you and that the Kingdom of Frontiria no longer exists."

At what the old man said, Izumi turned around to meet his gaze. "What do you mean it no longer exists?"

"Just that." Daichi replied. "The Kingdom of Frontiria is no more. In its place, however, is the Empire of Frontiria."

"Empire?" Exclaimed Izumi. "How did that happen? And at such a fast transition as well."

"The King, or should I say the Emperor, seemed to have gotten hold of some strong warriors which he used to make the countries and smaller kingdoms succumbed to his power. While you were sleeping, half of the world had been taken by the Empire under their grip." Diachi answered as he took a glass of water from a nearby desk and gave it to Izumi to drink. "Rebels against the Empire had been trying to fight against the Emperor and his men, however, this new army seems too much stronger than they can handle. Rumor has it that they, the army, is made up of people that the Legends speak of… however, that, is something that I do not believe."

As Daichi stated that last line, Izumi could have sworn to see a glint of amusement in his eyes. Though when she looked again it was no longer there.

"These Rebels, do you know who they are?" She asked, wondering if said rebels were the Organization, and if so, why were they not with them?

"Unfortunately, news of the rebels are scarce here in this small island." The old man said. "I only know about news that I hear from my friends who have traveled the world."

Silence filled the room. There was so much more that she wanted to ask the old man, but the throbbing of her head was now growing in intensity and she could no longer think straight. The old man, Daichi, was right. She still needs a lot of rest.

"What's more," she thought as she was helped back to her bed by the old man, "I have to ask Takuya some things before I open up to this mysterious stranger."

She cursed and cursed and cursed under her breath and out loud as she looked at her self in the mirror. Stitches were visible from her forehead down to her left cheek and the view she got from the mirror made her angry enough to break it.

Chiaki Minami was angry. Very, very angry.

"How dare Kouichi Kimura do this to me!" She shouted… shrieked rather. "How dare he humiliate me! How dare he turn my face into something like this… something that Lord Takuya does not find attractive any more!"

Yes, Chiaki had faced the clone upon her return. He had asked her what happened and where Izumi was, but when all she could do was stutter, the clone found great distaste for her. Not only had she failed in her mission, she had also lost a valuable ally in the form of Kouichi Kimura, the Chosen One of Darkness.

Anger was all that filled Chiaki's eyes. Yes, she was going to have her revenge no matter what. She would kill them all, and she would ensure that not only Izumi get the full taste of her wrath but also Kouichi, Kouji and Teppei who had tried to destroy her brother.

That was what was in her mind as she walked towards the Laboratory. Once inside, she made her way in front of a large cylinder filled with a watery substance and a wounded body floating inside it. Facing it, she spoke:

"Do not worry, brother. We will have our revenge against them. I swear it. We will destroy them for what they did to the both of us…"

A calm wind blew and ruffled the hair of the old man, who stopped applying a salve on Takuya's wounds. He looked over at the sleeping figure of the young lady with whom he had spoken with earlier, then back at the young man whom he was still treating.

An inaudible whisper could be heard in the room. The old man, however, seem to understand what the whisperer was saying. Closing his eyes, he contemplated for a second or two before he opened them again.

"And the hands of fate begins to turn once again," he muttered under his breath. "but I wonder, how will this one end?"

To be Continued…

Post Author's Notes:

Well, this chapter is a lot shorter than I would have liked as I am working on this with my head fuming in anger. Whoever deleted my story and sent me that anonymous review really struck a nerve on me. I rarely 'bite back' on reviews, but that particular review really got me angry.

I appreciate constructive criticisms and criticisms that have a basis to help me better myself in writing, and I am sure most, if not all, writers feel the same way. However, if you only plan to say that a writer is not good without stating the reason why, then please don't bother to review, you are not helping anyone. Besides which, never tell someone that what they've done and worked hard to finish is 'trash'. Whoever that reviewer was, really is full of himself to call my work that (or anyone else's work that for that matter). Some people just don't know how to respect other people's work.

Anyways, I am sorry for that. I just wanted to get that off my chest.

On the lighter side of things, production for the game is going to start on Saturday. I have decided to release the game by Arcs, so the first one that would be release would be Arcs 1 and 2 of this fanfic. I am also going to set up a development site for it so that anyone who's interested would be able to see what's going on with the project. Of course, slots are still available for seiyuus, spriters, mappers, scripters and the likes (Beta Testers would have to wait until we actually have something to ask you to test, lol). Those who are interested to be a part of the team, just drop me a line and I'll be happy to add you.

With that said, and with three more examinations to go. This is Sakura Martinez saying "PEACE" and pointing at the review button. Don't forget to review, okay? And see you guys next time! Ja ne!

End of Post Author's Notes