Digimon Devil's Advocate

MTing

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So, any chance we get to see all these events reflected onto the tv series/ sidestory to this?
The Chosen have been through a lot, and that means there's going to have to be a lot of episodes that cover what happened.
 

Ryuugi

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XxXXxX

As Takato entered the Dark Area, he found Lucemon waiting, as usual. But while usually, he would have the AngelÆs full attention, today he was staring off slightly into space.

ôAre you bringing someone with you, Takato?ö He asked before the boy could say a word, a light frown gracing his lips.

Takato nodded, a bit nervous now that he was standing before Lucemon.

ôYeah,ö He said. ôI stayed on to long yesterday and my Mom got upset. She demanded to see what I was doing, even after I tried to explain.ö

LucemonÆs frown deepened for a moment, before it turned thoughtful.

ôWell, I suppose thatÆs only to be expected,ö Lucemon began reasonably, his voice as smooth as always. ôWhile I am, of course, very grateful for your help, you must admit that you do spend a great deal of time here. I donÆt think thereÆs anything particularly wrong in doing so, but if your parents didnÆt take any interest in what you were doing or get a bit worried, then I would have to get worried. ItÆs only reasonable that sheÆd want to make sure everything is okay. DonÆt worry, Takato; IÆll explain things to her.ö

ôI guess,ö Takato said, before glancing behind himself, a bit confused. ôWhere is she, though? I thought she was right behind me àö

ôWell, technically speaking, youÆre the only one whoÆs supposed to be playing, at the moment.ö Lucemon told him, lifting a hand. ôWhen I felt someone else entering the game, I moved them to aàwaiting room, you could say, until I could be sure what was going on. IÆll let her in right now, though.ö

The Angel gestured and she was there. There werenÆt any lights or sounds or anything impressive at all to her appearanceùshe just appeared as Lucemon bid her forth.

ôHello, Matsuda-san,ö Lucemon said, smiling pleasantly at the woman. ôI understand you have some questions about your sonÆs recent activities?ö

For a moment, TakatoÆs mother didnÆt say a word. She looked around at the world that had suddenly appeared before her, eyes wide in awe. While the dull shade of the Dark Area had ceased to impress Takato after heÆd seen the vivid colors of the Digital World, he could understand his motherÆs reaction completely. He kept his eyes on her, however, knowing that everything that now played across her face had once done the same upon his own.

To him, it was like looking from the outside in.

After slowly taking in the beach and the ocean, she turned her eyes to Lucemonùand while Takato swore to himself that he would never admit it to the AngelÆs face, he still had to admit that he was one of the most impressive things Takato had ever seen.

Still, he hoped he hadnÆt stared with such blatant amazement the first time heÆd seen him.

LucemonÆs lips quirked upwards and his pleasant smile changed into a much more natural looking smirk. He shifted his shoulders and hips slightly, spreading his wings a bit wider as he let her gawk.

Takato waited patiently for all of ten seconds, in which his mother remained speechless and Lucemon remained smugly statuesque, before he had to intervene. Lucemon was going to mock him for this later, though, he just knew it.

ôMom, this is Lucemon,ö He said after loudly clearing his throat. ôHeÆs basically the one in charge around here and he said he would explain everything to you. Lucemon, this is my mother.ö

ôMatsuda Yoshie,ö She said after taking a moment to shake herself. She couldnÆt hide the embarrassment she felt about being struck so speechless, however, and a slight blush rose in her cheeks. ôItÆs, um, a pleasure?ö

Takato noticed the uncertainty in her voice and realized she wasnÆt sure how this conversation would go, a fact that immediately brought back his nervousness. He couldnÆt help but fear that this might be the last time heÆd get to play and that honestly scared him.

But Lucemon didnÆt seem worried in the slightest.

ôThe pleasure is all mine, Matsuda-san,ö He said, his smirk reverting back into a smile. ôYour son has explained to me the concerns you have and I can understand them. If I could have a bit of your time, however, I will do my best to put all of them to rest.ö

Takato twitched slightly at how polite Lucemon was being.

He couldnÆt see any flaw in the actùif it was an actùbut after his experiences with the Digimon, he couldnÆt help but think that it didnÆt suit him at all.

His reaction seemed to draw LucemonÆs attention, however.

ôAh,ö The Angel said and Yoshie didnÆt seem to notice the undercurrent of mockery in his voice. ôBut perhaps this is a conversation best had without Takato. IÆm sure heÆd find it all very boring so why donÆt we allow him to play for awhile while we talk?ö

Takato opened his mouth to respond, before pausing, not sure whether he should agree or be insulted.

After a moment of thought, his desire to play overcame his indignation and he turned towards his mother with pleading eyes.

ôCan I mom?ö He asked.

She looked at him for a moment, unsure, but sighed at his pitiful expression.

ôOkay,ö She said. ôYou can play while we talk.ö

ôThanks, mom!ö He blurted quickly, shifting into a run before she had a chance to reconsider. He paused for a moment to catch LucemonÆs eye, wanting to say something, but the Angel gave him a reassuring smile. He nodded back and rushed off.

Lucemon waited patiently until Takato had left the Dark Area before letting the smile leave his lips. His attention turned promptly back to the woman before him.

The woman who, if unknowingly, was trying to thwart his plans.

HeÆd known the moment that heÆd sensed another person trying to enter his realm that something had gone wrong, but heÆd also known that solving it wouldnÆt be as simple as leaving them stranded between worlds.

But it didnÆt matter. This situation had reached him just in time and solving it wouldnÆt be too much trouble.

After allà

No matter who they were, he wouldnÆt let anyone get in his way.

ôNow then, Matsuda Yoshie,ö He began, the Hazard markings on his hands beginning to glow. ôLet us have ouràdiscussion.ö

XxXXxX
 

sytang

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Hooray, it finally updated!

Haven't done this in a while:

But while usually, he would have the AngelÆs full attention
I don't think you need the comma between "usually" and "he". I find that it flows better as a single part.

ôI stayed on to long yesterday and my Mom got upset.
"to" should be "too"
 

TerraBull

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I just had a horrible image of the many ways Lucemon could abuse his Mind Control of Takato's Mom..

Unless he does something so a Digimon could Possesses his mom.
 

Coelacanth

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inb4 lucemon-styled ntr doujins appear on the web.
 
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Ryuugi, this has washed away all the fail of the Xros Wars news. Thank you.
 
Thank you for the update, been waiting for a while, but the entire forum seemed to go silent!

All more questions as to how Takato will take the discovery
 
Logically speaking I doubt Lucemon will go full mind control or replacement, he's too genre-savvy to not know that that shit never works. He'll likely go for something a bit subtler.
 

shakeval

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the itsy bitsy necro stalked a thread again, down came the dagger and blood spilt on the floor, the itsy bitsy necro adds another corpse.


Anywho, had an idea, not sure if i misread it but at one point did Guilmon, as growmon, absorb data from the actual buildings, in addition to some Guardmon? if so, what's to stop him from doing more of that for really easy data, he could come upon a village and consume all the digimon for their precious data and then turn his eyes to anything nailed down.
what better way to take care of things than making it all disappear, literally every building will cease to exist as anything but a stream of data sucked up by a hazard. . . . actually, would it be something to consider? Could Guilmon possibly become more of a problem as he begins to literally 'eat' the digital world?
Would this be a much later story arc that really drives home what the Mark of Hazard really can Herald.
Will Takato look into upgrading his avatar? lots of games out there give you the ability to level up your character or find special items, will Lucemon have anything for Takato to play with next time he ventures out into the world?

Last but not least, on the subject of Takato's mother, is she in any way computer savy or smart, she runs a family bakery so she ain't a scientist, will Lucemon lure her with scholarships and job opertunities, those thing all parants want to hear?
 

Ryuugi

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Hey, if Daneel can suddenly update his Digimon fic, so can I. Have some surprise fic updates.

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“What’s wrong, Ken?” Wormmon asked, trying to make sense of data displayed on the screens before him and failing. There were pictures of him there, many circles displaying data, dozens of circles around specific parts of his body branching off into windows displaying various descriptions and details, recordings of the Chosen’s partners featuring scenes of them fighting and evolving, and even still models of them featuring the same type of displays as the ones surrounding his own. How it all fit together, he had no idea, but Ken had been working on it since the night before and the frown on his face had held a place on his face for hours.

Perhaps what confused Wormmon the most, however, was the fact that he had been here all night, working. He hadn’t returned home to sleep, nor had he gone to class; instead he’d stayed here the whole time. Wormmon was happy about that, of course, as it allowed him to spend more time with his partner—but at the same time, this was something that had never happened before and he couldn’t help but wonder what it could mean.

Ken remained silent for a moment, apparently completely engrossed in his work, and abruptly all the images besides the ones of Wormmon vanished, replaced by a massive display of Stingmon and all of his data.

“When you evolve into Stingmon, you receive an enormous boost in power. Your Child form hides an immense amount of potential which all comes to light as you grow into an Adult. Your exoskeleton grows exceptionally tough, as to be expected of an Insect Digimon, but despite that, your speed does not drop in the slightest—rather, it increases many, many times over. Your keen eyes give you the ability to accurately discern and target vital areas on your opponent’s body and with you Spiking Finish you can deal devastating blows even at high speed. In a one on one fight, your power can rival any of the Chosen’s Armor Digimon and there are only a few of them that I would consider more powerful then you in a direct confrontation. Even then, however, with my intelligence and the many resources we have available, I believe that we could win a fight against them if we were adequately prepared. At least, if it was in a one on one fight.”

Ken clicked a button and the full roster of the Chosen Children was displayed, featuring both the old Chosen and the new ones. All told, they numbered twelve, and it was easy for Wormmon to see the Kaiser’s point.

“However, our chances of a one on one fight are sadly negligible, and with the mobility allowed by the Digital Gates, even if we did manage to corner several of them, it would only be a matter of minutes before the others arrived. The sad truth is that on our own, we are hopelessly outnumbered and the resulting difference in power is something that is all but impossible to plan around. There are too many variables and working together they show too many different abilities for us to accurately guess their abilities, especially if we take this into account.”

A video display appeared, showing V-mon’s evolution into Gargomon via Hikari’s Digimental of Light.

“With this, we have to assume the worst—that every single one of the Chosen’s partners possesses, at least in theory, the potentially to evolve using every other Digimental. This gives them a startling number of possible Digimon, which can be used to address any number of situations; the amount of versatility they now possess is perhaps the most threatening thing about them. How can we properly deal with them or create plans to counter them when they may well possess fifteen or twenty other Digimon we don’t know about yet? I can’t be sure of anything with that many unknowns involved. If I make a plan to deal with Fladramon, what if Gargomon appears? And if I plan for him, what about the other Digimentals? As it is, I cannot deal with them using just strategy, because I can’t fight strategically when I have no idea what I might be dealing with. It’s like playing chess, but I’m not allowed to see the opponent’s pieces. And if we wait for them to display all the other possible Evolutions they might have access too, we’ll simply be pushed further and further into the corner.”

Wormmon shifted worriedly.

“But what about the Dark Towers, Ken? As long as we have those, we still possess the advantage of numbers, at least in our own territory.”

“It’s not enough—if nothing else, our recent defeats have proven that. Even outnumbered hundreds to won, we’ve lost every encounter, because for all the advantages the Towers grant, they have an enormous weakness as well—if the Tower is destroyed, every captured Digimon in the area is immediately set free. In the end, even if there are hundreds of Digimon in the area, the Chosen only really have one opponent; it’s like one of those games where if the leader of your party dies, your entire team is defeated. We’ve set them against dozens, even hundreds of opponents and they’ve prevailed for that one simple reason. As a result, any plan taking advantage of our superior numbers is incredibly risky, because if they can destroy the Dark Tower in the area then all of our forces could turn on us. It’s too risky.”

“Then how do we win?” Wormmon asked, believing with every byte of his being that Ken had a solution.

“There’s only one way. It’s a little simplistic, but it’s the only answer I can think of—we will win if we bring to bear so much power that nothing they can do, none of their versatility or teamwork or plans, has any hope of mattering. And to do that, we need Perfects. Andromon on his own provided better results than entire areas of Digimon; if not for the errors displayed in the Ring’s attempts to control him, he could have won. We need to change our strategy and focus more on powerful individuals rather than armies of weaklings—starting, of course, with you. You will be the one to crush the Chosen, Wormmon, it’s simply a matter of getting you to reach Perfect.

“Then how do I do that?” Wormmon said, getting excited at the thought.

“On your own, I don’t know if it’s possible. When you evolve, the Digivice releases my power and converts it into something you can use to reach Adult—by itself, I don’t think it has the power to elevate you to Perfect. But I’ve been reaching the matter, and I’ve discovered something interesting—the method the Chosen once used to reach Perfect. Their Digivices didn’t have enough power by themselves—so they simply used external sources of power called ‘Crests’ to provide what was needed. I don’t know where we could find any Crests, but the notion gave me an idea of my own—if we don’t have the power to evolve on our own, then it’s a simple matter of finding another source of power to aid in the process. And I did.”

He typed a few commands, causing two windows to pop up, featuring complex blocks of code.

“This is, to put it simply, the Source Code that composes Digimon. The window on the left is yours, Wormmon, and the one on the right belongs to the Agumon partnered to Taichi Kamiya. It features a number of differences from a normal Agumon that I don’t understand the purposes of, but it’s a good example of a normal Digimon—which is to say, it’s very different from you in a number of ways. Look here at these pieces.”

Ken highlighted large sections of the block.

“This part is the same for most Digimon. In all of the older Generation’s partners, it’s identical, and there are barely any differences between it and normal Digimon. But for you it’s completely different; you might as well have been written in a different language. I don’t know why and I’m not sure what it does, but I discovered something else that was interesting.”

Agumon’s window closed and five others appeared. One by one, Ken highlighted the same section that he’d shown before, and each and every single one was the same.

“These belong to the Digimon V-mon, Hawkmon, Armadimon, Patamon, and Tailmon, each of which shows the same modifications on the base level as you do. They are, in a way, very similar to you, but I don’t know why. And that’s the thing—there are many things I don’t understand. Even if I can view your base code, there are many parts of it that are nothing but gibberish to me. This data is what composes your entire body—any strengths and weaknesses you possess have their origins right there in that wall of text. And if I could figure out what it meant and how to write it, I certain I could modify it and give you the power we need. But without understanding it, I’m sure to mess up if I just go it blind, but the only way I can learn how to do this properly is with trial and error.”

“Then us me!” Wormmon said without hesitation. “If it’s you, I’m sure you’ll understand it in no time, so don’t worry about me. Just—“

“No,” Ken stopped him. “It’s too dangerous. If I messed something up in the wrong place, I could kill you. How could I risky my own partner that way? No, we’ll have to do this another way. And aren’t we lucky? There just so happens to be five others to choose from. Let’s get to work, Wormmon; we have a busy day ahead of us.”

XxXXxX
 

MTing

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Wow. A few days into the new forum and you and Daneel updated?

This forum is the best thing ever.

It's great to see you come back to this. Let Takato's mass murdering commence!
 

Coelacanth

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I think, I'm going to go back and reread this entire story from scratch. It has been way to long. Welcome back. I love this place, again.
 
I believe you mean I love this place period seeing as it's not the Old TFF.
 
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