Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Digimon.EXE ❯ Session 13: Encore un Verre ( Chapter 15 )

Digimon.EXE

By Wolf O'Donnell

WARNING! May contain Alternative Universe situations and out-of-character experiences. Upon reading this, you hereby agree that you forfeit all your rights to sue me and that I cannot be held liable for any psychological or physical damage caused by the fact that I use British English spelling and that this fanfic contains graphic acts of a heterosexual and homosexual nature (not applicable to FanFiction.net version), extreme violence and use of swear words. Digimon is copyrighted by Bandai and Toei Animation Ltd. Wolf O'Donnell is copyrighted by Nintendo Ltd, although that might have nothing to do with the fanfic. Constructive criticism is very welcome. This chapter is dedicated to you, Kinu_Uni! Hope you enjoy it!

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Session 13: Encore un Verre
"Yeah, I'll be fine, dad," said Takato, as he held the D-Scanner up to his ear. "No, it'll be no problem." He waited a while, listening to his father's comments. It had been a few days since the incident at the Forbidden City and he was still stationed with Alice and Jenrya down on Earth. The three of them had been reassigned by Dr. Oikawa to the fishing port of Tokyo to investigate strange disturbances in the Digital World at that section. "Yeah, I won't," he told his father.
Jenrya smiled, as he sat at the bar to his right. Takato had his back to Jenrya. That didn't matter. He looked down at the glass in front of him. It was soda with a dash of saccharine flavoured with seaweed and wasabi; the speciality of the house. It wasn't the most pleasant of drinks, but it was the only one that he could afford. He grabbed the glass and took a swift gulp of the drink.
"Yeah, bye, dad."
"Man, he has you on such a short leash," chuckled Jenrya, "I mistook him for your girlfriend."
Takato shot Jenrya a cold glare, before he swivelled back round to face the bar and his drink. Takato's was even worse than Jenrya's- saccharine with clove flavoured water. It was the stuff that usually flavoured the poor excuse for an alcoholic drink known as polynol, which was the replacement for alcohol, which had become incredibly expensive over the years.
"I'm sorry," apologised Jenrya after realising that he had hurt Takato's feelings. "I bet you must really miss Ruki, huh?"
The taste of Takato's drink nearly made him vomit, but it was the only thing he could afford to quench his thirst. Besides, there wasn't much else to do in Tokyo.
"Yeah, I miss her," he replied with a nod of his head.

"What is taking that little brat so long?" shouted Yamaki angrily, as he paced up and down on the black and white, tiled floor. "He should have it by now!"
The brown-haired woman sighed, as she stood there in front of Yamaki, her arms crossed behind her back. 'If he carries on like this, he'll wear a hole through the floor and fall into Space,' she thought to herself. Reiley feared that the old man would end up getting a heart attack. He was stressing over the matter too much. Telling him to calm down would be a big mistake. You do not tell an angry person to calm down or else they'll get even angrier.
"I'm sure that he'll be able to find the Water Program, sir," she told him. "Kitagawa is a very skilled Digimon Operator. He will be able to find the Program for you."
Yamaki stopped in his footsteps to turn and look at her. It looked as if he wanted to say something, but he turned away as if he had thought better of it.
"The Water Program will be in our grasp, sir, don't you worry," Reiley assured him. "We shouldn't rush the creation of Juggernaut, after all, it is to be the perfect virus." Yes, she was the only other person within the Hypnos Organisation that knew the true nature of Juggernaut. She knew it not to be a new Digimon but to be a destructive super virus that would wreck the Digital World.
"Yes, you're right," sighed Yamaki, as he walked back to his desk and sat down behind it with a heavy groan. "Juggernaut shouldn't be rushed, however, I am getting far too old for all these shenanigans. What if I should die before the completion of my super virus? Who will complete my plans for revenge then?"
Reiley felt sorry for the old man.
"I will carry on your work, sir," she told him.
The old man smiled.

"Damn thing," growled Jenrya angrily, as he kicked at the jukebox. It wasn't working. Perhaps a virus had infiltrated it. He brought out his D-Scanner and searched the entire surface of the machine for a plug-in point.
A frown was on Takato's face, as he sat at the table they had grabbed for themselves. Beside him was Alice with an equally surprised look on her face.
"Forget it, Jenrya," he called out to his Chinese friend. "It doesn't matter."
"No, I'm going to fix this thing and the owners are going to be grateful," said Jenrya through clenched teeth, as he plugged his D-Scanner into the jukebox. "Rapidmon, could you go in and see what's going on?" he asked his Digimon.

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There really wasn't any other choice for Rapidmon. One moment he was inside his D-Scanner, the next he was shoved into a small square. He looked around him. It was the typical 32 by 32 tiled square that signified he was within a closed CPU that wasn't connected to the rest of the Digital World through anything except the electrical wires.
"Okay, Jenrya," he agreed. "I'll see what's going on."
"The dreams I longed for are still not true," sang a voice within the CPU, "There's an answer I need to find. Am I DNA or just data? This question won't leave my mind."
Rapidmon frowned. Who was singing? It was then that he noticed two Program floating near the centre of the CPU. The song seemed to be coming from one of the Programs.
"Sometimes I wish to surrender," continued the Program, "And give up chasing my beloved dreams." It did a little twirl, as it pranced around. "Your smile makes me remember," sang the Program, "Nothing is really what it seems."
A virus suddenly lunged at Rapidmon from out of nowhere. It was a Stomp02 virus. That wasn't good. He quickly leapt backwards, letting the virus smash into the floor. Rapidmon quickly turned round and fired a missile straight at the virus. It exploded and the virus was blasted into several pieces. The virus dropped a Stomp.v2 Advance. Very nice.
"With you, my friend, I will find our true destiny," crooned the Program, oblivious to its surroundings. "We will both find out the truth of our reality."
Rapidmon flew across the tiled floor towards the two Programs. He feared that they had been infected. Sure, it was commonplace for viruses to appear randomly within all sorts of machines. That was why quite a lot of people connected their D-Scanners to machines, so they could do a little bit of virus busting and get free Advances.
"Can this really be our destiny? Can this really be our destiny," sang the Program, "To never know what we are? I hope not. In my eyes you do not see my pain..."
"Excuse me!" called out Rapidmon.
The Program stopped singing and a frown spread across its face.
"Huh?" it exclaimed. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I just jacked in to see what's going on," explained Rapidmon, as he landed in front of the white Program. "My Operator inserted a few coins into the jukebox and nothing happened. Is this machine broken or something?"
The Program next to the one that had been singing glared at the singing Program angrily.
"You haven't been paying attention to your job again, have you?" it asked the other Program. "I keep telling you to stop singing and pay attention." It turned to Rapidmon. "I'm sorry," it apologised to Rapidmon. "I'm the Program that changes the music. What would you like?"
"Well, Kanno Yoko's 'Encore un Verre' would be quite nice," replied the Rapidmon. "That is what you wanted right, Jen?"
"That's right," replied Jenrya.
"Kanno Yoko's 'Encore un Verre', coming right up," announced the Program.

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From the jukebox came a soft rhythm and then a quiet voice singing in what seemed to be French. Satisfied with the choice, Jenrya unplugged his D-Scanner and then went back over to sit down with Takato.
"Finally!" exclaimed Jenrya, as he flopped down on to the leather seats. "I got my money's worth."
Alice listened carefully.
"It is quite a nice number," she stated. "So, Takato, you manage to dredge up anything?" A few seconds later, she realised how inappropriate those words were, especially in a little fishing port like Tokyo.
Well, truth be told, it wasn't exactly little. The only thing that made Tokyo a little fishing port, was because of the lack of land there. Being out in the middle of the ocean, thanks to global warming, Tokyo didn't have much to offer in terms of land. For instance, the bar they were in, resided on top of the roof of what had once been a tower block in West Shinjuku. Actually, it was more than a tower block. The bar occupied one of two roofs, since the building it resided on had two towers.
"Nothing," was Takato's reply. "It's as if everything's gone all quiet on the Western Front."
"Just like my love life," sighed Jenrya.
"I take it you haven't found anything either?" asked Takato curiously.
Alice shook her head in reply. That was a definite negative.
"It's as if the Syndicates know something," she sighed. She and Dobermon had jacked into every machine to find any trace of Syndicate wrong doings, even going through AsiaNet, but they had found nothing. "It's as if they've all left town."
"Not town, just the Digital World," said Jenrya quietly. "I got into a little fight with some Syndicate cronies." A smile spread across his lips, such that it was almost unnoticeable. "They were peddling some illegal wares out on the streets," he explained to them, "so I told them to beat it." He raised his glass and drained it off its foul seaweed and wasabi flavoured soda. The stuff may have been disgusting, but it surely did give one a warm glow inside. "It seems that the Syndicates have left the Digital World altogether, coz they fear what Hypnos is going to do to it."
"Even the Syndicates fear Hypnos and their Operation Juggernaut," sighed Takato. Oikawa had told them everything that Ruki had found out about it. "I wonder what's so special about this Juggernaut virus they're working on?" he wondered out loud, in the hope that someone had an idea.
It was a futile hope, as they remained silent. Only the music changed. It had turned into a different number called 'Deeper'. It was another jazz like number, but seemed menacing in its tone.
Takato didn't like this one bit. He sighed, as he stood up.
"I'm going to do a little virus busting," he announced, as he rose from the table. "I'll see you in the morning, okay?" Alice and Jenrya nodded, bidding him goodnight, before he left the bar altogether.
The place was far too smoky for his own liking. He stepped out of the bar and breathed deeply. The fresh sea air would do him good. Takato walked over to the edge of the roof and looked down. Though the sea water had claimed many buildings, this building still stood tall. It had two towers and was possibly the tallest tower in West Shinjuku. (Just in case you're wondering, it's the building that appeared in Season Three; the one in which Hypnos operated in and the one that was at the centre of the D-Reaper incident).
"Something bothering you?" asked WarGrowlmon. Though he couldn't see what was going on outside, the lid of the D-Scanner was closed, he could still tell that something wasn't quite right with his friend.
"It's nothing," replied Takato, as he stood there on the roof, his hands thrust into the pockets of his long trenchcoat. "Say, why don't we go down to that faulty vending machine on Floor A15?" he asked. A stood for Above Water. "I bet there'll be plenty of viruses there. Who knows, there might even be a rare Modify Advance in there."
"All right," agreed WarGrowlmon. "Let's go!"
Takato turned away from the edge of the roof and walked over to the elevator, his trenchcoat billowing out behind him like some kind of cape.
"I just can't wait to get my hands on a rare Modify Advance," he told WarGrowlmon. "We'd be able to show Hypnos a thing or two then." He reached out and pressed a button and waited. "Say, would you see if you could get me some real soda for free, while you're at it?"
"You mean, steal some?" asked WarGrowlmon.
"No, it's not stealing," protested Takato. "It'll be a well-earned soda. The vending machine people will owe me a soda as payment for deleting a couple of viruses from their machine. Yeah, that's it."
WarGrowlmon wasn't convinced. It still sounded a bit like stealing to him.
The elevator doors opened in front of him to reveal an empty elevator car. Takato looked inside to check that nobody was hiding there and then stepped in.
"Let's see, where is it?" wondered Takato, as he looked at the row of buttons. "Damn! This is the wrong one!" he cursed angrily.

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Moments later, WarGrowlmon was standing in an area that was approximately 32 by 32 tiles large. He was inside the vending machine. The place looked almost exactly like the inside of the jukebox, but that was possibly because both used the same type of CPU. It was only the Programs that differed.
"Takato, there's no Programs here," he told his Operator. "It's empty."
"Empty?" exclaimed Takato curiously. "That shouldn't be!"
"Well, I'm telling you what I see and I see nothing," stated WarGrowlmon, as he stepped cautiously. "It's as if the entire thing's been cleaned out." He heard something and whirled round.
A large plant like a venus-fly trap had sprouted up from the ground. It snapped on thin air viciously, before it spat a seed out at WarGrowlmon. That virus was a Snapweed virus and was considered deadly to electric-type Digimon and viruses. However, it was a wood type and fire types were deadly to wood types.
WarGrowlmon charged straight at the snapweed virus and slashed at it with his axe-like blades. The thing was sliced in half and broke apart into tiny bits of digital data that floated into the air. A frown spread across WarGrowlmon's face. This one didn't leave behind a datacap. Was it a weak virus?
"That's strange," he muttered.
There was a whooshing sound. A lot of viruses make that noise, so that description really didn't help much. WarGrowlmon immediately turned round and was suddenly hit by a gigantic pastel green coloured fist. It knocked him for six, as the saying goes, and he was suddenly flung to the ground. He looked up and saw what virus it was.
The thing looked like a dodecahedron with two fists on chains coming out of two of its sides. The thing seemed to glow with a green aura of sorts. It was one of the most formidable viruses in the known Digital World. They were classified as Barrier viruses, because they had their own forcefield. This was a CyberPrismE virus. The E stood for earth, because it used an EarthBarrier, which was invincible to earth-type attacks and all attacks that didn't deal 200 damage points or over.
As he got to his feet, WarGrowlmon realised that he was in big trouble. CyberPrismEs were more powerful than the CyberPrismA virus and the CyberPrismF viruses, which used AquaBarriers and FireBarriers respectively. Even a CyberPrismW would have been better, because their WoodBarriers were highly susceptible to fire-type attacks.
"Takato, there's a CyberPrismE in here!" he called out to his Operator.
"There is?" exclaimed Takato in surprise. "So that's what's going on in there." For a while Takato didn't say anything else. "Don't worry, pal. Their EarthBarriers are weak against mechanical attacks and you're a cyborg!"
WarGrowlmon had momentarily forgot that.
"Okay, pal," he began, but was momentarily interrupted when the CyberPrismE fired a fist at him. He dived out of the way. The fist curved around him and the chain, that the fist was attached to, ensnared his leg. "Let go!" he roared, as he slashed his axe down at the chain.
As it was outside of the EarthBarrier, that part of the virus sustained damage.
"Take this! Atomic Blaster!" shouted WarGrowlmon, before he fired his twin beams of powerful energy at the CyberPrismE.
The EarthBarrier flickered momentarily, before it disappeared and exposed the virus. This was the perfect time.
WarGrowlmon leapt to his feet and rushed straight at the virus. He dodged out of the way of the other fist and then lunged straight at the CyberPrismE.

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The lights of the vending machine flickered and then died. There was a clunking sound and a can fell out. Takato reached in and took it out, inspecting its outside.
"Good going, WarGrowlmon," he commented.
"I've got an EarthBarrier Advance!" announced WarGrowlmon proudly.
Takato nearly drooled at the possibilities of such a Modifying Advance. That Advance would make his Digimon invincible to all Earth attacks and quite a lot of small time attacks. A grin spread across Takato's face, as he pulled the ring on the can.
"So, you want to continue or shall we call it a night?" he asked his Digimon friend.
"Let's call it a night."
"Okay, boy," agreed Takato, as he drank from the can, taking a huge swill of the fizzy contents within. He pulled his D-Scanner out of the machine, unplugging it. "Urgh, there's something really foul about this soda," he commented, as he tossed the can away into a nearby bin. "Must have gone off or something." He shook his head, as he wiped his mouth on the sleeve of his jacket and made his way through the darkened corridor. "Wish they didn't shut the lights off at night," he sighed, as he stumbled through the darkness.

To be continued...