Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Now, Forever and Always ❯ chapter 5 ( Chapter 6 )
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By: moose_of_doom 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Romance / Action | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 07.14.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 304 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Romance / Action | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 07.14.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 304 | Status: Completed
Chapter 5:
Out of Reach.
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(One week later.)
The sword felt clumsy in his hands, its blunt blade adding extra weight. The katana drooped slightly, his grip on its hilt relaxed, but poised.
Across the mat, TK stood, unspeaking, one of the training swords in his own hands.
Davis moved to his left, circling round his opponent. In the week since Gennai had brought him to the mountain house, and Davis had started his training, his skill had grown in leaps and bounds.
Sometimes it felt that he wasn’t so much learning, as… remembering?
Suddenly, TK brought his blade up in a cut at Davis’s head, unprepared, the young Paladin was sent reeling as the metal length slammed against the protective helmet he wore. TK was Davis’s training partner, and Liam was teaching them both, along with Mimi and Tasha, how to use more modern weaponry. The Big Irishman wasn’t volunteering where his knowledge came from, but he was grateful for any help.
The fall to the floor knocked the wind out of him. His sword fell to his side, and clattered on the ground, and he grabbed its hilt again. A laugh from the door caught his attention. Fighting to breathe, he rolled onto his belly.
Tasha and Mimi stood at the entrance to the room laughing their heads off. A hand appeared in his vision, and Davis grabbed it, allowing TK to haul him to his feet. He felt angry, at himself, at the two girls, at TK. What good was all this training whilst Kari was still being held captive?
“What are you two laughing at?” he snapped at the girls.
“The fact that that’s the second time I’ve killed you today?” TK said slyly.
The girls giggled even louder, and Davis threw his Katana to the floor. The metal blade clanged as it hit the ground, and the girls stopped laughing.
“How the hell am I supposed to concentrate? My girlfriend is being held hostage by my uncle, and I’m in the mountains learning how to use a sword? What the hell good is this doing Kari?!?”
“Patience will give you the strength you need, Daisuke.”
Gennai’s voice came from behind him. Davis spun, and looked at the old man. The girls were standing in the only door to the room.
“Patience is all well and good, but we don’t have the time for it right now!”
Gennai could detect the panic in the younger mans voice. He nodded.
“That is what I came to tell you. You are nearly ready for the task ahead of you, but I wanted to see you train first.”
Davis nodded, and picked up his sword. TK walked over to the other side of the mat, but Gennai shook his head at the blonde man, and took the sword off him. He held the hilt lightly in his hands, and Davis blinked.
“You?”
Gennai merely nodded.
Davis moved forward cautiously, but Gennai just stood there, watching him.
Davis lunged, driving his blade forward. The thrust was true, and was aimed at the centre of the old man’s chest, but before it got anywhere near him, Gennai’s own sword leapt up to counter, slapping the blade away with the flat of his own sword.
Then Gennai vanished.
Davis looked around, startled, ignoring the gasps that came from his comrades.
A sudden blow came from behind, pushing him forward, he whipped around, but there was no-one there!
Gennai’s voice echoed around the room.
“The paladin must be prepared for the unexpected Daisuke. You never know what will come at you.”
Another blow to his back sent Davis into the centre of the mat. He whipped around, his blade raise. Then stopped.
He let his sword arm drop to his side, and closed his eyes.
He concentrated, and focused his mind, searching the room. When he opened them again, Mimi gasped.
“Davis, what…”
He raised a hand to silence her. His eyes seemed to glow with an inner light, and as he swept them around the room, he could feel every movement in the air around him.
There!
A ripple, nothing more. A slight disturbance in the air currents. He leapt forward, dropped to one knee, and, fast as lightning, swept his leg around in a sweep.
He felt his leg… Connect!
The glow behind his eyes faded, it’s purpose served, as Gennai fell to the floor. The invisibility spell he had cast stopped functioning as he hit the mat. The old man leapt to his feet, and brought the sword round in an arc.
Davis ducked under the blade, countered the back swing, and launched his foot forward, kicking at the centre of Gennai’s chest. The kick hit solidly, and Gennai fell to the floor.
Davis kicked Gennai’s Katana away, and levelled his own at the old man’s throat.
Gennai laughed.
“I think you’ve just completed your training. It’s time for graduation.”
“What do you mean?” said Davis, helping the older man up.
“Follow me, and find out.”
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Kari and Ken stood side by side in front of Paul Miyomoto. The bearded man walked down to them, and gave them an inspection. He lingered on Kari.
“I see my nephew has good taste in women.” He said quietly.
“Your nephew?”
“Daisuke. Don’t tell me you hadn’t guessed some kind of connection.”
Moving to a small table, he pressed the button on his intercom.
“Send him in.”
A man that Kari didn’t recognise walked into the room, and assault rifle slung over his shoulder. He looked at the two teenagers calmly, before speaking with an English accent.
“Are these the two you mentioned to me?”
Paul nodded, before turning back to them.
“Tetsuo McKane, My head of security. As you can tell, he’s not from around these parts. He will be responsible for you two now. He’s ex-SAS, so I wouldn’t think of escaping.”
“Why us?” asked Kari.
“Because we were the two touched by the dark ocean.” Ken said quietly.
Paul inclined his head.
“You two are the ones that will provide me with the link to the real world. Through you I will be able to access the Dark Ocean, directly. You should be proud. You will be instrumental in restoring the Dragon-Lord of old.”
“But that’s just a legend!” said Ken. “You can’t possibly believe that it was real… can you?”
Paul grinned maliciously.
“I know it was real. I am descended from the greatest of the Lords. As is Daisuke.”
McKane was leaning against the wall, a lit cigarette in his mouth. He spoke quietly.
“I think we should get on with it. I don’t like this Megalomaniac bullshit.”
Paul shrugged.
“Fine. Take them up to the focusing chamber, use the lift. I will be up shortly”
McKane motioned at the two Digidestined, and they moved into the elevator. The Englishman pressed the up button, and the carriage started to move. Kari turned to look at him. He stopped her before she could speak.
“Don’t say anything, the walls have eyes and ears.”
He looked at the camera above the door, and blew some smoke from his cigarette at it, clouding the lens. Then he whispered to her.
“I’m going to slip something into your pocket. Don’t turn around, and don’t look at it until you’re in a private place. It’s a message from a mutual friend, don’t mention it except between yourselves. I’m playing a dangerous game here.”
Kari felt something slip into her pocket, and despite the impulse, she forced herself to stay looking forward.
The elevator ground to a halt, and they stepped out into a domed room. Two reclining seats lay in the centre of a circle, and above each bed telescope- like apparatus pointed down at where the person’s head would lie. There were guards all around the chamber. Paul motioned fro them to lie down.
They did so. There was nothing else they could do.
Paul stood between them, with a familiar object in each hand. Kari stared at it.
It was a crest, but the symbol on it was a skull, wreathed in flames. The crest itself was black as pitch.
Paul slowly lowered his hands onto their heads, and pressed the crests against their flesh.
Kari screamed. The metal was burning into her flesh! It felt like it was searing into her skull!
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As Davis and Veemon crossed the living room, Gatomon, who had been dozing on the couch, suddenly screamed in pain.
The young man rushed over, and grabbed the Digimon. Her claws carved a deep gouge in his arm, and sent Veemon spinning to the floor.
“Perhaps I can help.” Came a voice from the door.
June Miyomoto ran to the couch, and grabbed Gatomon’s neck, opening the Digimon’s mouth to prevent her swallowing her tongue. But she ended up like Davis, bleeding from her forearm. Davis and Veemon got up again, and grabbed hold of Gatomon’s Arms, pinning them down. As Davis looked down at her, a symbol appeared on her forehead.
A skull, wreathed in flame.
Death.
Then he had the sudden sensation of flying over the landscape of the digital world, up into the highest room of a huge tower, that sat on the top of a mountain.
Then he was looking through Kari’s eyes, and screaming in unison with her. He clamed himself, and called out to her with his thoughts.
He felt her surprise, and felt her calm, her mind relaxing at his presence. He drove his mind against the wall of darkness that lay before him, and had the sudden vision of the dark crest flying from her forehead.
Then Paul looked into her eyes, and Davis knew that he could sense him. A wave of malevolence swept over him, and, as he called out to Kari one last time, getting no response, he was driven out of her mind.
He fell back, away form Gatomon’s unconscious form, before oblivion claimed him.
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Out of Reach.
********
(One week later.)
The sword felt clumsy in his hands, its blunt blade adding extra weight. The katana drooped slightly, his grip on its hilt relaxed, but poised.
Across the mat, TK stood, unspeaking, one of the training swords in his own hands.
Davis moved to his left, circling round his opponent. In the week since Gennai had brought him to the mountain house, and Davis had started his training, his skill had grown in leaps and bounds.
Sometimes it felt that he wasn’t so much learning, as… remembering?
Suddenly, TK brought his blade up in a cut at Davis’s head, unprepared, the young Paladin was sent reeling as the metal length slammed against the protective helmet he wore. TK was Davis’s training partner, and Liam was teaching them both, along with Mimi and Tasha, how to use more modern weaponry. The Big Irishman wasn’t volunteering where his knowledge came from, but he was grateful for any help.
The fall to the floor knocked the wind out of him. His sword fell to his side, and clattered on the ground, and he grabbed its hilt again. A laugh from the door caught his attention. Fighting to breathe, he rolled onto his belly.
Tasha and Mimi stood at the entrance to the room laughing their heads off. A hand appeared in his vision, and Davis grabbed it, allowing TK to haul him to his feet. He felt angry, at himself, at the two girls, at TK. What good was all this training whilst Kari was still being held captive?
“What are you two laughing at?” he snapped at the girls.
“The fact that that’s the second time I’ve killed you today?” TK said slyly.
The girls giggled even louder, and Davis threw his Katana to the floor. The metal blade clanged as it hit the ground, and the girls stopped laughing.
“How the hell am I supposed to concentrate? My girlfriend is being held hostage by my uncle, and I’m in the mountains learning how to use a sword? What the hell good is this doing Kari?!?”
“Patience will give you the strength you need, Daisuke.”
Gennai’s voice came from behind him. Davis spun, and looked at the old man. The girls were standing in the only door to the room.
“Patience is all well and good, but we don’t have the time for it right now!”
Gennai could detect the panic in the younger mans voice. He nodded.
“That is what I came to tell you. You are nearly ready for the task ahead of you, but I wanted to see you train first.”
Davis nodded, and picked up his sword. TK walked over to the other side of the mat, but Gennai shook his head at the blonde man, and took the sword off him. He held the hilt lightly in his hands, and Davis blinked.
“You?”
Gennai merely nodded.
Davis moved forward cautiously, but Gennai just stood there, watching him.
Davis lunged, driving his blade forward. The thrust was true, and was aimed at the centre of the old man’s chest, but before it got anywhere near him, Gennai’s own sword leapt up to counter, slapping the blade away with the flat of his own sword.
Then Gennai vanished.
Davis looked around, startled, ignoring the gasps that came from his comrades.
A sudden blow came from behind, pushing him forward, he whipped around, but there was no-one there!
Gennai’s voice echoed around the room.
“The paladin must be prepared for the unexpected Daisuke. You never know what will come at you.”
Another blow to his back sent Davis into the centre of the mat. He whipped around, his blade raise. Then stopped.
He let his sword arm drop to his side, and closed his eyes.
He concentrated, and focused his mind, searching the room. When he opened them again, Mimi gasped.
“Davis, what…”
He raised a hand to silence her. His eyes seemed to glow with an inner light, and as he swept them around the room, he could feel every movement in the air around him.
There!
A ripple, nothing more. A slight disturbance in the air currents. He leapt forward, dropped to one knee, and, fast as lightning, swept his leg around in a sweep.
He felt his leg… Connect!
The glow behind his eyes faded, it’s purpose served, as Gennai fell to the floor. The invisibility spell he had cast stopped functioning as he hit the mat. The old man leapt to his feet, and brought the sword round in an arc.
Davis ducked under the blade, countered the back swing, and launched his foot forward, kicking at the centre of Gennai’s chest. The kick hit solidly, and Gennai fell to the floor.
Davis kicked Gennai’s Katana away, and levelled his own at the old man’s throat.
Gennai laughed.
“I think you’ve just completed your training. It’s time for graduation.”
“What do you mean?” said Davis, helping the older man up.
“Follow me, and find out.”
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Kari and Ken stood side by side in front of Paul Miyomoto. The bearded man walked down to them, and gave them an inspection. He lingered on Kari.
“I see my nephew has good taste in women.” He said quietly.
“Your nephew?”
“Daisuke. Don’t tell me you hadn’t guessed some kind of connection.”
Moving to a small table, he pressed the button on his intercom.
“Send him in.”
A man that Kari didn’t recognise walked into the room, and assault rifle slung over his shoulder. He looked at the two teenagers calmly, before speaking with an English accent.
“Are these the two you mentioned to me?”
Paul nodded, before turning back to them.
“Tetsuo McKane, My head of security. As you can tell, he’s not from around these parts. He will be responsible for you two now. He’s ex-SAS, so I wouldn’t think of escaping.”
“Why us?” asked Kari.
“Because we were the two touched by the dark ocean.” Ken said quietly.
Paul inclined his head.
“You two are the ones that will provide me with the link to the real world. Through you I will be able to access the Dark Ocean, directly. You should be proud. You will be instrumental in restoring the Dragon-Lord of old.”
“But that’s just a legend!” said Ken. “You can’t possibly believe that it was real… can you?”
Paul grinned maliciously.
“I know it was real. I am descended from the greatest of the Lords. As is Daisuke.”
McKane was leaning against the wall, a lit cigarette in his mouth. He spoke quietly.
“I think we should get on with it. I don’t like this Megalomaniac bullshit.”
Paul shrugged.
“Fine. Take them up to the focusing chamber, use the lift. I will be up shortly”
McKane motioned at the two Digidestined, and they moved into the elevator. The Englishman pressed the up button, and the carriage started to move. Kari turned to look at him. He stopped her before she could speak.
“Don’t say anything, the walls have eyes and ears.”
He looked at the camera above the door, and blew some smoke from his cigarette at it, clouding the lens. Then he whispered to her.
“I’m going to slip something into your pocket. Don’t turn around, and don’t look at it until you’re in a private place. It’s a message from a mutual friend, don’t mention it except between yourselves. I’m playing a dangerous game here.”
Kari felt something slip into her pocket, and despite the impulse, she forced herself to stay looking forward.
The elevator ground to a halt, and they stepped out into a domed room. Two reclining seats lay in the centre of a circle, and above each bed telescope- like apparatus pointed down at where the person’s head would lie. There were guards all around the chamber. Paul motioned fro them to lie down.
They did so. There was nothing else they could do.
Paul stood between them, with a familiar object in each hand. Kari stared at it.
It was a crest, but the symbol on it was a skull, wreathed in flames. The crest itself was black as pitch.
Paul slowly lowered his hands onto their heads, and pressed the crests against their flesh.
Kari screamed. The metal was burning into her flesh! It felt like it was searing into her skull!
=============================================================
As Davis and Veemon crossed the living room, Gatomon, who had been dozing on the couch, suddenly screamed in pain.
The young man rushed over, and grabbed the Digimon. Her claws carved a deep gouge in his arm, and sent Veemon spinning to the floor.
“Perhaps I can help.” Came a voice from the door.
June Miyomoto ran to the couch, and grabbed Gatomon’s neck, opening the Digimon’s mouth to prevent her swallowing her tongue. But she ended up like Davis, bleeding from her forearm. Davis and Veemon got up again, and grabbed hold of Gatomon’s Arms, pinning them down. As Davis looked down at her, a symbol appeared on her forehead.
A skull, wreathed in flame.
Death.
Then he had the sudden sensation of flying over the landscape of the digital world, up into the highest room of a huge tower, that sat on the top of a mountain.
Then he was looking through Kari’s eyes, and screaming in unison with her. He clamed himself, and called out to her with his thoughts.
He felt her surprise, and felt her calm, her mind relaxing at his presence. He drove his mind against the wall of darkness that lay before him, and had the sudden vision of the dark crest flying from her forehead.
Then Paul looked into her eyes, and Davis knew that he could sense him. A wave of malevolence swept over him, and, as he called out to Kari one last time, getting no response, he was driven out of her mind.
He fell back, away form Gatomon’s unconscious form, before oblivion claimed him.
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