Digimon Gardens of Babylon
- Thread starter Daneel Rush
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DISCLAIMER: maybe one day I'll write a fic called "Takato's Enormous Balls". Not being the owner of the Digimon franchise, I cannot declare such a story to be canon, nor this story for that matter. Such a shame.
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GARDENS OF BABYLON
Chapter 01
Minacious Yellow Camellia
It was with no little frustration that Matsuda Takato watched SakuyamonÆs form becoming smaller as she departed towards the Digital Field. Looking down at ground level, he could see Hirokazu and Kenta leaving the school grounds. He was surprised to see nobody tried to stop them; he guessed the Digimon Tamers were simply that well-known.
He knew Ruki had not intended to give that impression, but, still, her words hit a sore spot.
ôWhere do you think youÆre going, Gogglehead?ö
ôWhere else could I possibly be going to!?ö
ôAnd just what do you expect to do there, hmm?ö
His hands gripped the window rail painfully. She was right: he was no longer a Digimon Tamer.
TakatoÆs eyes fell on the ominous and slowly expanding dome of gray fog. A Digimon (or several) had Realized for the first time in almost two years. While that was worrisome by itself, the boy could not help the oppressing feeling that there was more to it than the emergence of a Wild One. Besides, it would be difficult for whatever Digimon that appeared to make it through the Tamers team consisting almost entirely of Ultimates.
No, they would not send a small group; it would be a complete waste. But the question remained: just what were they afterà?
ôDamn, what a show,ö a boy behind him commented in a dirty tone. A round of chuckles filled the small gathering of young males; TakatoÆs future classmates.
They ignored the angry stares from the girls present, but they could not ignore the murderous glare from the short boy by the window.
ôWhaùwhatÆs your problem?ö the boy who had expressed his admiration of RukiÆs Matrix Evolution blurted out with a trembling voice. Why he was so scared of a boy one hand-length shorter than he, he could not say.
Whatever response Takato had in mind was blocked by the classroom door suddenly opening.
ôTakato-kun! Are youù!?ö JuriÆs question ended in a choked gasp, for she too became recipient of TakatoÆs furious glare.
Noticing the girlÆs deer-on-headlights expression, Takato quickly relaxed his features.
ôKatou-san.ö
The girl cautiously stepped into the classroom, shoving dark memories to the deepest corner of her psyche.
She did not want to see itùthat face, that expression.
Never again.
ôTakato-kunàare you okayà?ö
ôYeahàö Takato muttered in a quiet tone, looking away in shame. He could guess what his friend was thinking. ôSorry, itÆs justàthis wholeàö
ôI knowàö She stood next to him, looking out the window at the nostalgic and worrisome scene in the distance. She ignored that fact that everybody in the classroom and the hallway beyond was staring at them.
ôHow could this have happenedà?ö
Takato hesitated for a moment.
ôàI donÆt know.ö
ôOiàö The speaker was a tall, rather pretty girl who had dyed her dark hair to a deep tone of red. ôIsnÆt that thing getting closerà?ö
Takato frowned. She was right. The Digital Field always expanded in a matter of seconds.
This was not omni-directional expansionùthe Digital Field was actually moving; crawling in the general direction of their new school.
And Takato immediately understood why.
ôKatou-san!ö
The girl jumped at the sudden and loud call.
ôYe-yes!?ö
ôDo you carry your D-Arc with you, by any chance?ö
ôAhàitÆsàitÆs in my bagùgyah!ö
JuriÆs face quickly reddened when Takato did not hesitate to grab her hand and pull her towards the door, grabbing his own D-Arc on the way. Before leaving, however, he turned to the boys and girls in the classroom.
ôUmmàI think itÆs safer to stay here until the situation is resolved, soàö Unsure of what to say, he decided to bow respectfully. ôPlease stay in the classroom, no matter what. Please!ö
And so he left the room, pulling Juri along and loudly requesting everyone in the way to stay in their classrooms.
ôBu-but, Takato-kun, weÆre supposed to go to the gym for the assemblyà?ö the girl squeaked, her eyes fixated on the hand captured by Takato.
ôThose who are already there can stay there,ö the former Tamer leader stated. After thinking for a second, he stopped by the door to JuriÆs classroom and turned to face her.
JuriÆs blush became deathly stiffness when Takato grabbed her shoulders and leaned close.
ôJuri, we canÆt fight, but thereÆre still things we can do.ö
The girlÆs eyes widened and a disgusting heavy feeling sunk in the pit of her stomach.
Of course, Takato was focused on what to do, on how he could help, even without a Digimon partner. And she was all heated up and flustered likeàlikeàwell, like a silly pre-teen!
ôYes!ö She nodded eagerly. ôTe-Tell me how I can help, Takato-kun!ö
The umber-haired boy smiled and nodded as well. ôIÆm glad I can count on you, Katou-san.ö
Juri had no way not to blush at that.
ôIf the Digimon manage to make it to the school, there might be panic. Having all the students packed together would be bad if that happens. I need you to go to the gym and talk to the teachers and the Principal: tell them to keep the ones already there and have the teachers come and keep watch in their respective classrooms. If you find students still outside, take them to the gym with you, and then stay. There. Understood?ö
Juri nodded twice and smiled somewhat proudly. They might not announce it publicly, but there was no doubt Takato was their leader. He was not the smartest boy, but he made up for that by thinking things twice as muchàthough she still fondly remembered when that was not the case.
They had all grown, in different ways.
ôWhat will you do, Takato-kun?ö
ôIÆll go to the upper floors to make sure everybody stays in their classrooms.ö
It was not a lie, but Takato was careful to omit what he intended to do after that.
ôNow, go.ö
ôYes!ö
The moment Juri was out of sight, Takato hurried inside her classroom, quickly found her school bag and seized her yellow and white D-Arc, ignoring the scandalized looks of the girls present.
Yes, he was rummaging through a girlÆs possessions. Big deal.
ôItÆs better if I hold on to this for a whileàö Takato muttered as he pocketed JuriÆs device. ôàhohàfunny, Katou-san always struck more a tampon kind of girl.ö
He made sure the gasping, outraged girls did not see his smirk as he dashed out of the classroom.
As he climbed the stairs three-by-three, TakatoÆs features hardened and smoothened like cold steel.
ôI couldnÆt stop this madness from beginningàö
His eyes as well, became amber-colored banners of determination.
ôàlike hell IÆm gonna let you do whatever you want in my world, you rotten bastards!ö
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GARDENS OF BABYLON
Chapter 01
Minacious Yellow Camellia
It was with no little frustration that Matsuda Takato watched SakuyamonÆs form becoming smaller as she departed towards the Digital Field. Looking down at ground level, he could see Hirokazu and Kenta leaving the school grounds. He was surprised to see nobody tried to stop them; he guessed the Digimon Tamers were simply that well-known.
He knew Ruki had not intended to give that impression, but, still, her words hit a sore spot.
ôWhere do you think youÆre going, Gogglehead?ö
ôWhere else could I possibly be going to!?ö
ôAnd just what do you expect to do there, hmm?ö
His hands gripped the window rail painfully. She was right: he was no longer a Digimon Tamer.
TakatoÆs eyes fell on the ominous and slowly expanding dome of gray fog. A Digimon (or several) had Realized for the first time in almost two years. While that was worrisome by itself, the boy could not help the oppressing feeling that there was more to it than the emergence of a Wild One. Besides, it would be difficult for whatever Digimon that appeared to make it through the Tamers team consisting almost entirely of Ultimates.
No, they would not send a small group; it would be a complete waste. But the question remained: just what were they afterà?
ôDamn, what a show,ö a boy behind him commented in a dirty tone. A round of chuckles filled the small gathering of young males; TakatoÆs future classmates.
They ignored the angry stares from the girls present, but they could not ignore the murderous glare from the short boy by the window.
ôWhaùwhatÆs your problem?ö the boy who had expressed his admiration of RukiÆs Matrix Evolution blurted out with a trembling voice. Why he was so scared of a boy one hand-length shorter than he, he could not say.
Whatever response Takato had in mind was blocked by the classroom door suddenly opening.
ôTakato-kun! Are youù!?ö JuriÆs question ended in a choked gasp, for she too became recipient of TakatoÆs furious glare.
Noticing the girlÆs deer-on-headlights expression, Takato quickly relaxed his features.
ôKatou-san.ö
The girl cautiously stepped into the classroom, shoving dark memories to the deepest corner of her psyche.
She did not want to see itùthat face, that expression.
Never again.
ôTakato-kunàare you okayà?ö
ôYeahàö Takato muttered in a quiet tone, looking away in shame. He could guess what his friend was thinking. ôSorry, itÆs justàthis wholeàö
ôI knowàö She stood next to him, looking out the window at the nostalgic and worrisome scene in the distance. She ignored that fact that everybody in the classroom and the hallway beyond was staring at them.
ôHow could this have happenedà?ö
Takato hesitated for a moment.
ôàI donÆt know.ö
ôOiàö The speaker was a tall, rather pretty girl who had dyed her dark hair to a deep tone of red. ôIsnÆt that thing getting closerà?ö
Takato frowned. She was right. The Digital Field always expanded in a matter of seconds.
This was not omni-directional expansionùthe Digital Field was actually moving; crawling in the general direction of their new school.
And Takato immediately understood why.
ôKatou-san!ö
The girl jumped at the sudden and loud call.
ôYe-yes!?ö
ôDo you carry your D-Arc with you, by any chance?ö
ôAhàitÆsàitÆs in my bagùgyah!ö
JuriÆs face quickly reddened when Takato did not hesitate to grab her hand and pull her towards the door, grabbing his own D-Arc on the way. Before leaving, however, he turned to the boys and girls in the classroom.
ôUmmàI think itÆs safer to stay here until the situation is resolved, soàö Unsure of what to say, he decided to bow respectfully. ôPlease stay in the classroom, no matter what. Please!ö
And so he left the room, pulling Juri along and loudly requesting everyone in the way to stay in their classrooms.
ôBu-but, Takato-kun, weÆre supposed to go to the gym for the assemblyà?ö the girl squeaked, her eyes fixated on the hand captured by Takato.
ôThose who are already there can stay there,ö the former Tamer leader stated. After thinking for a second, he stopped by the door to JuriÆs classroom and turned to face her.
JuriÆs blush became deathly stiffness when Takato grabbed her shoulders and leaned close.
ôJuri, we canÆt fight, but thereÆre still things we can do.ö
The girlÆs eyes widened and a disgusting heavy feeling sunk in the pit of her stomach.
Of course, Takato was focused on what to do, on how he could help, even without a Digimon partner. And she was all heated up and flustered likeàlikeàwell, like a silly pre-teen!
ôYes!ö She nodded eagerly. ôTe-Tell me how I can help, Takato-kun!ö
The umber-haired boy smiled and nodded as well. ôIÆm glad I can count on you, Katou-san.ö
Juri had no way not to blush at that.
ôIf the Digimon manage to make it to the school, there might be panic. Having all the students packed together would be bad if that happens. I need you to go to the gym and talk to the teachers and the Principal: tell them to keep the ones already there and have the teachers come and keep watch in their respective classrooms. If you find students still outside, take them to the gym with you, and then stay. There. Understood?ö
Juri nodded twice and smiled somewhat proudly. They might not announce it publicly, but there was no doubt Takato was their leader. He was not the smartest boy, but he made up for that by thinking things twice as muchàthough she still fondly remembered when that was not the case.
They had all grown, in different ways.
ôWhat will you do, Takato-kun?ö
ôIÆll go to the upper floors to make sure everybody stays in their classrooms.ö
It was not a lie, but Takato was careful to omit what he intended to do after that.
ôNow, go.ö
ôYes!ö
The moment Juri was out of sight, Takato hurried inside her classroom, quickly found her school bag and seized her yellow and white D-Arc, ignoring the scandalized looks of the girls present.
Yes, he was rummaging through a girlÆs possessions. Big deal.
ôItÆs better if I hold on to this for a whileàö Takato muttered as he pocketed JuriÆs device. ôàhohàfunny, Katou-san always struck more a tampon kind of girl.ö
He made sure the gasping, outraged girls did not see his smirk as he dashed out of the classroom.
As he climbed the stairs three-by-three, TakatoÆs features hardened and smoothened like cold steel.
ôI couldnÆt stop this madness from beginningàö
His eyes as well, became amber-colored banners of determination.
ôàlike hell IÆm gonna let you do whatever you want in my world, you rotten bastards!ö
Hooray! Update!
Takato shows that he's still a badass even without Guilmon. He also seems to know who's attacking...
Also, did Takato bring back Impmon along with the rest of the Digimon? Since the enemy this time are the Seven Great Demon Lords and Beelzebumon is one of them, well, it might cause some complications.
Takato shows that he's still a badass even without Guilmon. He also seems to know who's attacking...
Also, did Takato bring back Impmon along with the rest of the Digimon? Since the enemy this time are the Seven Great Demon Lords and Beelzebumon is one of them, well, it might cause some complications.
i hate you DR i really do :hail: :headbanger: you magnificent bastard,
first you get my interest with fujin, then with the delicious lolfest that is genkyouen, and then THIS has made me read your GOSPEL works.
I admit that i'm trully impressed by your creations, and while i really really hate you for what happened to GOSPEL, i can't blame you for that.
Furthermore i got hooked on it and amn you for your diabolic teasers about Lilith being the final boss, i trully congratulate you.
first you get my interest with fujin, then with the delicious lolfest that is genkyouen, and then THIS has made me read your GOSPEL works.
I admit that i'm trully impressed by your creations, and while i really really hate you for what happened to GOSPEL, i can't blame you for that.
Furthermore i got hooked on it and amn you for your diabolic teasers about Lilith being the final boss, i trully congratulate you.
Renamon meditated while Sakuyamon closed the distance which still separated them from the Digital Field.
She had seen it.
Matsuda Takato had looked in the exact proper direction an instant before that pillar of light signaled the appearance of the Digital Field.
Like he expected it.
Not just that.
What was that expression? That deep sadness and so many other things marring his face as he stared at this most unexpected apparition?
Just what was in that boyÆs mind? What did he know about what was currently going on, and why is he keeping it a secret from everyone else?
Was it somehow related to his trip to the Digital World?
She did not know.
But she intended to find out.
It would appear she would have a long and most likely unpleasant conversation with Matsuda Takato.
Sakuyamon, being the closest to the Digital Field, was also the first to notice.
From the perspective of the school, it looked as if the Digital Field were slowly crawling towards the school. From RukiÆs and RenamonÆs birdÆs eye view, they could see that the Field was not movingùit was stretching. The side pointing towards the school was pulling itself away and in that general direction, the usual dome-like shape of the Field becoming deformed and worm-like.
Hirokazu and Kenta traveled by foot, and it would take a while for Guardromon to arrive. JenryaÆs school was in a distant district; it would take some time for him to arrive as wellùif he was coming in the first place.
ôWe canÆt afford to wait for the others.ö
Renamon made a noise to express her agreement.
ôLetÆs go.ö
However, the moment they stepped into the fog, they were stunned into stillness.
There were just so many of them. A literal swarm of small, child-like ogres: Goburimon; about just as many Candmon; at least two dozen larger ogres with huge mouths, sharp, long fangs and reddish skin: Fuugamon; even more of the plain ghost-like Digimon, Bakemonà
They did not walk in anything resembling a formation; they only walked in the direction the extending Digital Field allowed them to.
ôRukiàö
ôThereÆs quite a bit of them, Renamon.ö
The Digimon decided not to voice her opinion of such an obvious statement.
Ruki responded to that silence with a wide smirk.
ôIt almost counts as a warm-up!ö
The moment she landed in front of the advancing horde, startling them for an instant, the FieldÆs speed of growth increased dramatically, its border moving behind SakuyamonÆs back and further beyond, leaving no doubt that it would engulf her new school and the surrounding buildings in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately, she had no time to think of what this abnormal behavior could possibly mean.
The rings in her staff danced when the tip struck the concrete under her feet.
ôKongoukai Mandara.ö
The Diamond Realm Mandala extended under her feet: five rings of light about one foot in diameter each were arranged to make a cross. Then, four more identical sets of five rings appear in the four cardinal directions around Sakuyamon. It was a fractal arrangement: a large cross made of five small crosses, themselves made of five elements.
The same fractal arrangement appeared then in the air in front of Sakuyamon, becoming a wall that stopped the advance of the Digimon horde. The seemingly endless stream of Child and Adult Digimon collided with the mandala like waves and were easily pushed back.
ôGood,ö Renamon acknowledged her TamerÆs tactic.
ôI can stay here the whole day,ö Ruki taunted the horde. ôEnd of the road for you guysùô
ôPANDEMONIUM FLAME!ö
A stream of white pierced the air over the heads of the many invading Digimon, obliterating the occasional Candmon and Bakemon before crashing into SakuyamonÆs barrier with thunderous roar and a blinding explosion. Every single Digimon other than Sakuyamon within thirty meters of the impact point was reduced to loose data; the collision of powers resulting into a radial burst of all-consuming heat. Not only Digimon; all the structures in the vicinity suffered: windows broke, lampposts collapsed, power lines fell on the cracked and boiling pavement like angry snakes, automobiles abandoned by their owners upon the appearance of the Digital Field were either blown away or destroyed in a flashy ball of flames consequence of the rain of shrapnel that fell upon them.
Ruki saw the fact that she was only blown away and fell hard on her back as nothing but a blessing.
ôThis is a jokeàö she muttered darkly.
Far behind the long stream of low-level Digimon, in the very core of the Digital Field, the menacing silhouette of BelialVamdemon, obfuscated by the deep fog, announced the full magnitude of this sudden and unexplainable threat.
ôRuki, incoming!ö
Those Digimon far enough from the blast zone to be spare from its effects eagerly seized the opportunity granted by the destruction of SakuyamonÆs wall. The God Man Digimon hurried to get back on her feet, only to see that she was been completely ignored.
ôWhaà?ö
The eager Goburimon, Candmon, Fuugamon and Bakemon switched from marching at the pace of the formerly slow growth of the Digital Field to a frenzied run past Sakuyamon and in the direction of the school. Ruki idly wondered if the Field had stopped stretching at some point, otherwise the swarm of Digimon would carve a path of madness across the entirety of Tokyo.
ôWhaàwhat the hell is going on!?ö Ruki roared furiously before taking to the air. SakuyamonÆs staff glowed blue as a sphere of flames of the same color gathered at its tip.
ôJouenkobu!ö
The ball, roughly the size of Sakuyamon herself, fell upon the advancing ôarmyö like a blazing meteor, destroying many and blowing just as many away in all directions.
ôRuki!ö
Sakuyamon raised her staff in time to block a second, different staff, belonging to a skeletal figure, its bones black like obsidian, except for its crimson arms and ribs. It had battered bat-like wings andàit wore leather?
ôSkullSatamon...ö Ruki grunted as the two Digimon struggled against each other. ôEffinÆ greatàö
The Undead Digimon managed to push Sakuyamon back, and she decided to return to solid ground.
ôNail Boùô
ôAnnoying!ö Sakuyamon interrupted, the tip of her staff releasing sparks as it was dragged across the concrete in front of her feet, drawing a rough line. The Diamond World Mandala pushed SkullSatamon and all the incoming Digimon away, creating a new standstill, at least until BelialVandemon decided to intervene again.
ôRuki, plenty of them made it past.ö
The girl shrugged within the core of the Ultimate Digimon.
ôMight as well let Hirokazu and Kenta do something for a change. But thatÆs it!ö
It was unfortunate that SakuyamonÆs covered eyes could not portray the blaze raging in RukiÆs amethyst pupils.
ôNot a single one of you will step past this line!ö
She struck the ground mightily with the tip of her staff, and the weakest among the horde stepped back, intimidated.
ôBRING IT!ö
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From a tiny, square-shaped window on the gymnasiumÆs main entrance, Katou Jeri watched most of the teachers scurry inside the building as the fog reached the school grounds.
She wondered what was happening. While she never had the chance to fight a ônormalö Realized Digimonùas in, not a Devaù, she knew Digital Fields were not supposed to behave like this.
She had made sure there was nobody outside the gym and the main building. Hopefully the students would know better than to wander around in these circumstances. Juri could only pray for nothing terrible to happen.
And then they appeared. Digimon.
Juri had the largest collection of Digimon cards after RukiÆs. When it came to knowledge of ôbasicö Digimon trivia, none of the other Tamers could look down on her.
ôGoburimon. Child level. Virus,ö she muttered in an even tone reminiscent of the darkest time of her life. She counted them quickly. Eight of them.
A larger figure hulked after the small ogres while dragging a heavy-looking club.
ôOgremonàno.ö
Ogremon is supposed to be green. This one was red.
Juri did not know this Digimon, but she decided to assume it had to be an Adult like Ogremon, and most likely a Virus-type as well.
She would have liked to hug Culumon in a moment like this, but her rational side told her it was probably a good thing the harmless little Digimon was not there.
The march of the group of Digimon did not cease in the slightest as they entered the school grounds. They did not bother looking around or even sniffing the air. Without the slightest hesitation, they jogged into the main building and out of JuriÆs sight.
ItÆs likeàthey know exactly where they want to go.
But why? What could possibly be inside the school building to draw the attention of so many Digimon? What was luring them to that place?
The cold hand of terror gripped her heart as the painfully obvious answer struck her.
ôTakatoàkunàö
Her heart pleaded for her feet to move.
Her hand reached for the door.
But then she stopped.
Her hand squeezed the handle until it hurt, and tears threatened to reveal her misery.
Katou Juri was stopped by the weight of her impotence.
She had seen it.
Matsuda Takato had looked in the exact proper direction an instant before that pillar of light signaled the appearance of the Digital Field.
Like he expected it.
Not just that.
What was that expression? That deep sadness and so many other things marring his face as he stared at this most unexpected apparition?
Just what was in that boyÆs mind? What did he know about what was currently going on, and why is he keeping it a secret from everyone else?
Was it somehow related to his trip to the Digital World?
She did not know.
But she intended to find out.
It would appear she would have a long and most likely unpleasant conversation with Matsuda Takato.
Sakuyamon, being the closest to the Digital Field, was also the first to notice.
From the perspective of the school, it looked as if the Digital Field were slowly crawling towards the school. From RukiÆs and RenamonÆs birdÆs eye view, they could see that the Field was not movingùit was stretching. The side pointing towards the school was pulling itself away and in that general direction, the usual dome-like shape of the Field becoming deformed and worm-like.
Hirokazu and Kenta traveled by foot, and it would take a while for Guardromon to arrive. JenryaÆs school was in a distant district; it would take some time for him to arrive as wellùif he was coming in the first place.
ôWe canÆt afford to wait for the others.ö
Renamon made a noise to express her agreement.
ôLetÆs go.ö
However, the moment they stepped into the fog, they were stunned into stillness.
There were just so many of them. A literal swarm of small, child-like ogres: Goburimon; about just as many Candmon; at least two dozen larger ogres with huge mouths, sharp, long fangs and reddish skin: Fuugamon; even more of the plain ghost-like Digimon, Bakemonà
They did not walk in anything resembling a formation; they only walked in the direction the extending Digital Field allowed them to.
ôRukiàö
ôThereÆs quite a bit of them, Renamon.ö
The Digimon decided not to voice her opinion of such an obvious statement.
Ruki responded to that silence with a wide smirk.
ôIt almost counts as a warm-up!ö
The moment she landed in front of the advancing horde, startling them for an instant, the FieldÆs speed of growth increased dramatically, its border moving behind SakuyamonÆs back and further beyond, leaving no doubt that it would engulf her new school and the surrounding buildings in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately, she had no time to think of what this abnormal behavior could possibly mean.
The rings in her staff danced when the tip struck the concrete under her feet.
ôKongoukai Mandara.ö
The Diamond Realm Mandala extended under her feet: five rings of light about one foot in diameter each were arranged to make a cross. Then, four more identical sets of five rings appear in the four cardinal directions around Sakuyamon. It was a fractal arrangement: a large cross made of five small crosses, themselves made of five elements.
The same fractal arrangement appeared then in the air in front of Sakuyamon, becoming a wall that stopped the advance of the Digimon horde. The seemingly endless stream of Child and Adult Digimon collided with the mandala like waves and were easily pushed back.
ôGood,ö Renamon acknowledged her TamerÆs tactic.
ôI can stay here the whole day,ö Ruki taunted the horde. ôEnd of the road for you guysùô
ôPANDEMONIUM FLAME!ö
A stream of white pierced the air over the heads of the many invading Digimon, obliterating the occasional Candmon and Bakemon before crashing into SakuyamonÆs barrier with thunderous roar and a blinding explosion. Every single Digimon other than Sakuyamon within thirty meters of the impact point was reduced to loose data; the collision of powers resulting into a radial burst of all-consuming heat. Not only Digimon; all the structures in the vicinity suffered: windows broke, lampposts collapsed, power lines fell on the cracked and boiling pavement like angry snakes, automobiles abandoned by their owners upon the appearance of the Digital Field were either blown away or destroyed in a flashy ball of flames consequence of the rain of shrapnel that fell upon them.
Ruki saw the fact that she was only blown away and fell hard on her back as nothing but a blessing.
ôThis is a jokeàö she muttered darkly.
Far behind the long stream of low-level Digimon, in the very core of the Digital Field, the menacing silhouette of BelialVamdemon, obfuscated by the deep fog, announced the full magnitude of this sudden and unexplainable threat.
ôRuki, incoming!ö
Those Digimon far enough from the blast zone to be spare from its effects eagerly seized the opportunity granted by the destruction of SakuyamonÆs wall. The God Man Digimon hurried to get back on her feet, only to see that she was been completely ignored.
ôWhaà?ö
The eager Goburimon, Candmon, Fuugamon and Bakemon switched from marching at the pace of the formerly slow growth of the Digital Field to a frenzied run past Sakuyamon and in the direction of the school. Ruki idly wondered if the Field had stopped stretching at some point, otherwise the swarm of Digimon would carve a path of madness across the entirety of Tokyo.
ôWhaàwhat the hell is going on!?ö Ruki roared furiously before taking to the air. SakuyamonÆs staff glowed blue as a sphere of flames of the same color gathered at its tip.
ôJouenkobu!ö
The ball, roughly the size of Sakuyamon herself, fell upon the advancing ôarmyö like a blazing meteor, destroying many and blowing just as many away in all directions.
ôRuki!ö
Sakuyamon raised her staff in time to block a second, different staff, belonging to a skeletal figure, its bones black like obsidian, except for its crimson arms and ribs. It had battered bat-like wings andàit wore leather?
ôSkullSatamon...ö Ruki grunted as the two Digimon struggled against each other. ôEffinÆ greatàö
The Undead Digimon managed to push Sakuyamon back, and she decided to return to solid ground.
ôNail Boùô
ôAnnoying!ö Sakuyamon interrupted, the tip of her staff releasing sparks as it was dragged across the concrete in front of her feet, drawing a rough line. The Diamond World Mandala pushed SkullSatamon and all the incoming Digimon away, creating a new standstill, at least until BelialVandemon decided to intervene again.
ôRuki, plenty of them made it past.ö
The girl shrugged within the core of the Ultimate Digimon.
ôMight as well let Hirokazu and Kenta do something for a change. But thatÆs it!ö
It was unfortunate that SakuyamonÆs covered eyes could not portray the blaze raging in RukiÆs amethyst pupils.
ôNot a single one of you will step past this line!ö
She struck the ground mightily with the tip of her staff, and the weakest among the horde stepped back, intimidated.
ôBRING IT!ö
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From a tiny, square-shaped window on the gymnasiumÆs main entrance, Katou Jeri watched most of the teachers scurry inside the building as the fog reached the school grounds.
She wondered what was happening. While she never had the chance to fight a ônormalö Realized Digimonùas in, not a Devaù, she knew Digital Fields were not supposed to behave like this.
She had made sure there was nobody outside the gym and the main building. Hopefully the students would know better than to wander around in these circumstances. Juri could only pray for nothing terrible to happen.
And then they appeared. Digimon.
Juri had the largest collection of Digimon cards after RukiÆs. When it came to knowledge of ôbasicö Digimon trivia, none of the other Tamers could look down on her.
ôGoburimon. Child level. Virus,ö she muttered in an even tone reminiscent of the darkest time of her life. She counted them quickly. Eight of them.
A larger figure hulked after the small ogres while dragging a heavy-looking club.
ôOgremonàno.ö
Ogremon is supposed to be green. This one was red.
Juri did not know this Digimon, but she decided to assume it had to be an Adult like Ogremon, and most likely a Virus-type as well.
She would have liked to hug Culumon in a moment like this, but her rational side told her it was probably a good thing the harmless little Digimon was not there.
The march of the group of Digimon did not cease in the slightest as they entered the school grounds. They did not bother looking around or even sniffing the air. Without the slightest hesitation, they jogged into the main building and out of JuriÆs sight.
ItÆs likeàthey know exactly where they want to go.
But why? What could possibly be inside the school building to draw the attention of so many Digimon? What was luring them to that place?
The cold hand of terror gripped her heart as the painfully obvious answer struck her.
ôTakatoàkunàö
Her heart pleaded for her feet to move.
Her hand reached for the door.
But then she stopped.
Her hand squeezed the handle until it hurt, and tears threatened to reveal her misery.
Katou Juri was stopped by the weight of her impotence.
Isn't this story supposed to be about Takato/Lucemon(Or so I remember seeing somewhere...)? If so, I feel I should point out that Lucemon's a Vaccine. If not, then I feel I should point out that Megidramon isn't fit to lead anything. He might fit as a vengeful god, though.
If it turns out that I'm completely wrong, then I feel that I should point out that my attempts at telepathy have often proven unsuccessful in the past.
If it turns out that I'm completely wrong, then I feel that I should point out that my attempts at telepathy have often proven unsuccessful in the past.
While Makino Ruki and Renamon first approached and engaged the incoming horde, Takato ran all the way to the school rooftop. He had shouted here and there to try and make people get into their classrooms and stay there, but that was far from his priority. He was not really concerned about the people in the school. If he was rightùand he knew he wasù, then the Realized Digimon would ignored unrelated civilians completely.
Once on the rooftop, he hurriedly looked through his deck for a very rare a unique card. He still remembered the looks on his friendsÆ faces when he first showed it to them.
It was a very rare, deluxe card the company designed with his input. They wanted something ôuniqueö, and he gave them something ôuniqueö.
Ruki said it better.
ôàitÆs a fact: you are retarded, Gogglehead.ö
ôCard Slash! Guilmon!ö
But it was not just any Guilmon card (and there were a lot of those already).
Extending his hand forward, he smirked as he saw data gathering and coalescing into the one thing that made this particular card ôuniqueöùor, in RukiÆs words, retarded.
ôKurenaimaru.ö
Takato tested the silver and red sword; it was as light as he remembered. In spite of its strange hexagonal handle, he had a good grip on it.
For obvious safety-related reasons, a tall mesh-like fence surrounded the entire perimeter of the rooftop. Reaching the spot on the fence exactly opposite to the only door leading to the rooftop, Takato sliced down with his digital blade.
Kurenaimaru is very, very, very sharp.
It was like cutting air. Takato found it amazing, albeit a little frightening. He was not a skilled swordsman, so he might seriously hurt himself with that tool.
He made sure not to cut all the way to the bottom; he needed it to remain attached to the floor.
He had just made the second cut, some two meters to the right of the first, when he saw the group of Digimon that made it past Ruki, Kazu and Kenta and reached the school. He was out of time.
ôOne more!ö Just in case.
The DigimonÆs way up the building was announced by the screams and gasps of the student body. Takato felt like rolling his eyes. ItÆs not like the Digimon are even paying attention to them, seriously.
If anyone had a right to be afraid, it was Matsuda Takato.
He reached for another card.
The ability to use Digimon cards was not some sort of incredible superpower of Matsuda Takato. It was an obvious corollary of the way things have always worked.
Digimon Tamers can use their D-Arcs to scan Digimon cards and offer benefits to their partners. In other words, the Digivice is an interface which modifies the DigimonÆs data according to an algorithm created when scanning the card. This algorithm is then transferred to the Digimon, in which it is then executed.
Thanks to the gift of the Four Great Beasts, Matsuda Takato, Lee Jiangliang and Makino Ruki have become digitalized beings, which allow them to unite with Digimon, and become Digimon themselves.
Since they too, contain data, and this data is ôDigimon-likeö, it should be possible for this data to be manipulated in the same way the data of Digimon can be.
This was Matsuda TakatoÆs logic, and it worked. He had yet to share this knowledge with Jenrya and Ruki; he kept saying himself they are smart enough to figure it out on their own. They are smarter than him, at least.
ôCard Slash,ö he began with a smirk. This was going to be fun. In an oh-gods-IÆm-so-getting-in-trouble-for-this-RukiÆs-gonna-kill-me-if-Mom-doesnÆt-first kind of way.
Takato could actually hear them by that point. They had reached the last flight of stairs.
He slid the card through the reader.
ôImperialdramon, Fighter Mode.ö
The first Goburimon stopped on its tracks upon catching sight of Takato, just outside the last door, standing in the very center of the rooftop with a massive energy weapon in front of him. Four more huddled behind the ôleaderö and looked over his shoulder, grinning excitedly at the sight of their prey.
Goburimon? Man, now this feels like overkillà
He pushed the trigger with deranged glee.
ôEAT ANTIMATTER, BITCHES!ö
The small group of Realized Digimon was devoured by the beam of solid, radiant obliteration.
So were the walls around them.
And the ceiling over their headsùthey never made it out of the stairway and into the open rooftop proper.
And most of the floor as well, in fact.
Takato found his Shangri-la.
ôBest. Christmas. Present. Ever.ö He fondly gazed at the energy weapon produced by one of the cards he had received from his best friend on the first day of that year.
ôI think IÆm in love.ö
Maybe he could try being a little nicer to Ruki this year, after all.
A furious roar snapped him out of his thoughts, just before Fuugamon burst out of the dust cloud and charged towards Takato.
ôAh, crap!ö
The positron cannon dissipated in a cloud of data, having being dismissed by Takatoùthere was no chance in hell he would get a second shot.
He caught a glimpse of two Goburimon emerging from the dust cloud as well before his brain focused entirely on survival.
Takato ducked low, and he felt a terrifying breeze caressing the crown of his head when the huge club the Adult Digimon wielded split the air above his hair horizontally.
The boy leapt to his right, but just as quickly one the Goburimon jumped from behind Fuugamon in the same direction.
ôShitùô Takato winced when his foot twisted awkwardly as he forced himself to a halt and a sudden change of direction.
ôGoburi Strike!ö
A cold hand gripped TakatoÆs chest. He had completely forgotten these goblins could shoot fireballs! For goodnessÆ sake, didnÆt Ruki beat one of these the day before they met!? Anyone would think he would remember these little details!
It says a lot about Takato when he can afford to kick himself mentally as he leapt forward like a swimmer through the gap between Fuugamon and the attacking Goburimon. He rolled on the floor as smoothly as he could before getting back up. He was then standing between the Digimon and the destroyed rooftop entrance.
He glanced at his attackers: a Fuugamon standing between two Goburimon. How the hell was he going to pull this offà? How the hell had he even come to believe he could pull this offù
ôGaaah!ö the boy cried as a searing heat struck him from behind. Soon enough, his nostrils were filled with the scent of smoke and his receptors overwhelmed by the sensation of his flesh and hair on fire.
Aàthird oneà!
The force of the fireball which struck his back made him stumble forward; an action the Digimon in front of him eagerly welcomed. The two Child-level Digimon were faster than the hulking brute between them, and they rushed forward as if to see who would strike first.
Instincts kicked in, and Takato once again leapt like a frog through the gap between the two smaller Digimon, ignoring the sound of clubs colliding behind him. Unfortunately, this course of action meant, of course, that he landed right at FuugamonÆs feet.
Takato thought he saw a grin on the AdultÆs hideously large mouth.
Cocky bastard.
He had only managed to turn his body to face the looming threat when the club as large as he was tall struck his right side, effortlessly launching him across the rooftop until his back hit the fence opposite the destroyed entrance.
Ohcrapitbrokeitbrokesomethingbrokedammitgodsitfuckinghuuuurts!
Still, somehow, despite the pain, the boy managed to afford himself a broken smirk.
He could feel the fence, the part of it he cut earlier, straining to keep its upright position after the impact of his body.
The three Goburimon rushed around and past Fuugamon, eager to be them, not the Adult Digimon, who delivered the finishing blow.
Yes, Takato had reasons to smirk.
It seemed he was going to pull it off, after all.
Once on the rooftop, he hurriedly looked through his deck for a very rare a unique card. He still remembered the looks on his friendsÆ faces when he first showed it to them.
It was a very rare, deluxe card the company designed with his input. They wanted something ôuniqueö, and he gave them something ôuniqueö.
Ruki said it better.
ôàitÆs a fact: you are retarded, Gogglehead.ö
ôCard Slash! Guilmon!ö
But it was not just any Guilmon card (and there were a lot of those already).
Extending his hand forward, he smirked as he saw data gathering and coalescing into the one thing that made this particular card ôuniqueöùor, in RukiÆs words, retarded.
ôKurenaimaru.ö
Takato tested the silver and red sword; it was as light as he remembered. In spite of its strange hexagonal handle, he had a good grip on it.
For obvious safety-related reasons, a tall mesh-like fence surrounded the entire perimeter of the rooftop. Reaching the spot on the fence exactly opposite to the only door leading to the rooftop, Takato sliced down with his digital blade.
Kurenaimaru is very, very, very sharp.
It was like cutting air. Takato found it amazing, albeit a little frightening. He was not a skilled swordsman, so he might seriously hurt himself with that tool.
He made sure not to cut all the way to the bottom; he needed it to remain attached to the floor.
He had just made the second cut, some two meters to the right of the first, when he saw the group of Digimon that made it past Ruki, Kazu and Kenta and reached the school. He was out of time.
ôOne more!ö Just in case.
The DigimonÆs way up the building was announced by the screams and gasps of the student body. Takato felt like rolling his eyes. ItÆs not like the Digimon are even paying attention to them, seriously.
If anyone had a right to be afraid, it was Matsuda Takato.
He reached for another card.
The ability to use Digimon cards was not some sort of incredible superpower of Matsuda Takato. It was an obvious corollary of the way things have always worked.
Digimon Tamers can use their D-Arcs to scan Digimon cards and offer benefits to their partners. In other words, the Digivice is an interface which modifies the DigimonÆs data according to an algorithm created when scanning the card. This algorithm is then transferred to the Digimon, in which it is then executed.
Thanks to the gift of the Four Great Beasts, Matsuda Takato, Lee Jiangliang and Makino Ruki have become digitalized beings, which allow them to unite with Digimon, and become Digimon themselves.
Since they too, contain data, and this data is ôDigimon-likeö, it should be possible for this data to be manipulated in the same way the data of Digimon can be.
This was Matsuda TakatoÆs logic, and it worked. He had yet to share this knowledge with Jenrya and Ruki; he kept saying himself they are smart enough to figure it out on their own. They are smarter than him, at least.
ôCard Slash,ö he began with a smirk. This was going to be fun. In an oh-gods-IÆm-so-getting-in-trouble-for-this-RukiÆs-gonna-kill-me-if-Mom-doesnÆt-first kind of way.
Takato could actually hear them by that point. They had reached the last flight of stairs.
He slid the card through the reader.
ôImperialdramon, Fighter Mode.ö
The first Goburimon stopped on its tracks upon catching sight of Takato, just outside the last door, standing in the very center of the rooftop with a massive energy weapon in front of him. Four more huddled behind the ôleaderö and looked over his shoulder, grinning excitedly at the sight of their prey.
Goburimon? Man, now this feels like overkillà
He pushed the trigger with deranged glee.
ôEAT ANTIMATTER, BITCHES!ö
The small group of Realized Digimon was devoured by the beam of solid, radiant obliteration.
So were the walls around them.
And the ceiling over their headsùthey never made it out of the stairway and into the open rooftop proper.
And most of the floor as well, in fact.
Takato found his Shangri-la.
ôBest. Christmas. Present. Ever.ö He fondly gazed at the energy weapon produced by one of the cards he had received from his best friend on the first day of that year.
ôI think IÆm in love.ö
Maybe he could try being a little nicer to Ruki this year, after all.
A furious roar snapped him out of his thoughts, just before Fuugamon burst out of the dust cloud and charged towards Takato.
ôAh, crap!ö
The positron cannon dissipated in a cloud of data, having being dismissed by Takatoùthere was no chance in hell he would get a second shot.
He caught a glimpse of two Goburimon emerging from the dust cloud as well before his brain focused entirely on survival.
Takato ducked low, and he felt a terrifying breeze caressing the crown of his head when the huge club the Adult Digimon wielded split the air above his hair horizontally.
The boy leapt to his right, but just as quickly one the Goburimon jumped from behind Fuugamon in the same direction.
ôShitùô Takato winced when his foot twisted awkwardly as he forced himself to a halt and a sudden change of direction.
ôGoburi Strike!ö
A cold hand gripped TakatoÆs chest. He had completely forgotten these goblins could shoot fireballs! For goodnessÆ sake, didnÆt Ruki beat one of these the day before they met!? Anyone would think he would remember these little details!
It says a lot about Takato when he can afford to kick himself mentally as he leapt forward like a swimmer through the gap between Fuugamon and the attacking Goburimon. He rolled on the floor as smoothly as he could before getting back up. He was then standing between the Digimon and the destroyed rooftop entrance.
He glanced at his attackers: a Fuugamon standing between two Goburimon. How the hell was he going to pull this offà? How the hell had he even come to believe he could pull this offù
ôGaaah!ö the boy cried as a searing heat struck him from behind. Soon enough, his nostrils were filled with the scent of smoke and his receptors overwhelmed by the sensation of his flesh and hair on fire.
Aàthird oneà!
The force of the fireball which struck his back made him stumble forward; an action the Digimon in front of him eagerly welcomed. The two Child-level Digimon were faster than the hulking brute between them, and they rushed forward as if to see who would strike first.
Instincts kicked in, and Takato once again leapt like a frog through the gap between the two smaller Digimon, ignoring the sound of clubs colliding behind him. Unfortunately, this course of action meant, of course, that he landed right at FuugamonÆs feet.
Takato thought he saw a grin on the AdultÆs hideously large mouth.
Cocky bastard.
He had only managed to turn his body to face the looming threat when the club as large as he was tall struck his right side, effortlessly launching him across the rooftop until his back hit the fence opposite the destroyed entrance.
Ohcrapitbrokeitbrokesomethingbrokedammitgodsitfuckinghuuuurts!
Still, somehow, despite the pain, the boy managed to afford himself a broken smirk.
He could feel the fence, the part of it he cut earlier, straining to keep its upright position after the impact of his body.
The three Goburimon rushed around and past Fuugamon, eager to be them, not the Adult Digimon, who delivered the finishing blow.
Yes, Takato had reasons to smirk.
It seemed he was going to pull it off, after all.
Dammit, I was totally thinking something along those lines as a function of the D-arc...
Granted I was going to base it more on that energy whip thing Ryo does (Along with an add in function of storing a certain number of cards to allow modification while in mega form to double explain the discrepancies caused by my assumption) but still, now if I get around to using it everyone's going to think I ripped it off. D:
Was also going to use it to explain how Takato eventually gets through the concrete wall by using those drills he used once, this time with the D-arc... But that's probably already been accounted for too.
Granted I was going to base it more on that energy whip thing Ryo does (Along with an add in function of storing a certain number of cards to allow modification while in mega form to double explain the discrepancies caused by my assumption) but still, now if I get around to using it everyone's going to think I ripped it off. D:
Was also going to use it to explain how Takato eventually gets through the concrete wall by using those drills he used once, this time with the D-arc... But that's probably already been accounted for too.