Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Outlaw ❯ Her ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note: This story follows the timeline involving Mating Season. The events in this story happen around the time before Terriermon and Janyuu Lee go to the Digital World in Mating Season.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of its characters. Toei Animation and others like them own those characters. Some characters are my own creation, and they will be pointed out.

Chapter 1: Her

I went down the road, thinking something was there to save me. I was completely wrong, for nothing was down the road; just what has been haunting me since I can remember. Such guilt I have on myself now. I have done so much to so many innocent bystanders, both digital and human. Damn this road! Damn myself! Nothing can save me from my past, and so I still travel down this road. Even though my savior wasn't at the end of the road, something to make a new future was there, and this is that story.

It started when I shunned myself from the Real World. I couldn't stand looking at Juri anymore, and thinking that I killed the father of her child. No more, I ran like a coward from those problems! But I longed for a new life in the Digital World, hoping to start a new life, but I know those memories and scars will always be in my mind. All I could hope for now is just to run from them, but they just came back to haunt me. But instead of running from them even more, I accepted those ghosts of evil. It was now only me, Yashamon, and…

Her.

Her. All the pain that Vamdemon caused, and all that crap I helped him with to cause that pain. My hands were stained with the data of digimon I have deleted, including Vamdemon. But now, she entered my life, a shell of the past, nurturing the future. I won't forget the day I found them. Monodramon and Tailmon finally convinced me to go back to the Real World to see Juri and Monodramon's Tamers' kid. So we split up to find the way to the Real World quicker. Yashamon and me found her in the rubble that was once Vamdemon's castle, alive, with a small child in her arms.

"Beelzebumon," Yashamon said, kneeling down by the sleeping young woman, who was just a few years older than the Tamers, "this is a human, but why is she here?" Yashamon stared at the unconscious woman. She had long, brown hair and a light white dress in. In her arms rested a female infant, who had dirty blond hair.

"Don't know," Beelzebumon turned, "but she doesn't concern us. We better leave her."

"What are you talking about?" Yashamon turned to face the Biker-like digimon, "she may need our help. And if she's sleeping like this in the open, any digimon could come up and delete her."

"Not my problem," Beelzebumon said, turning again, "look, if you want to look after her, then stay. But I got my own priorities, and they don't include mysterious human girls in the Digital World losing their way home. It's her problem in the first place."

"You're looking for answers right?" Yashamon stood up and glared at Beelzebumon with his eyes hidden by the white mask, "she may be the answer. Besides, is it not a bit strange that she decides to sleep here, in the rubble of a castle that sheltered evil?"

Beelzebumon sighed, "fine, pick her up, she could be hurt out here." Yashamon turned and picked up the sleeping girl, being careful not to disturb her or the baby in her arms. The two digimon continued to walk through the ruins of the once-standing castle, just remembering what happened not too long ago. They finally left the haunting field of shattered digital brick and stone to find somewhere to camp. The two digimon traveled down the empty road away from the shattered buildings. A solemn mood was above the two male digimon and sleeping girl. Beelzebumon turned to Yashamon again, "leave her here. She's away from the rubble now."

"No," Yashamon refused, "she may be injured. Her and her child is not safe here. We must keep her until she is better."

"I said leave her!" Beelzebumon shouted, "we don't got room for some girl and her kid to follow us around all the time! I'm here in the Digital World in the first place because I hurt a human girl. I don't want to hurt another one!"

"Is this the reason?" Yashamon asked, "You are afraid to hurt more humans? Beelzebumon, your past is exactly what it is, past. There is the future, and this may be your chance to create a future."

Beelzebumon grumbled, "I just don't want anyone else to be hurt by me. I did things before that I hate. I don't want to do even more things."

"You do not have to," Yashamon gently lowered the slumbering girl to the ground, "remember, you were under Vamdemon's control. You could not help it…"

"How would you know," Beelzebumon turned around angrily, "I may have been doing all that crap with a full conscious, knowing what I was doing!" Yashamon lowered his head. He avoided eye contact with his companion.

"I doubt that, Beelzebumon," Yashamon said quietly, "and if you were, now you are changed. You know that, I know that."

"Still," Beelzebumon turned and started to walk again, "I don't want to take chances. I might hurt her like I hurt Juri."

"If you wish to," Yashamon sighed, "we shall leave her here. I will respect your wishes Beelzebumon. Let us continue our journey." Before the two digimon continued their journey, they heard the mysterious girl muttering something in her sleep.

"No, Dante," she moaned, "don't leave. Our child, Angela hasn't seen you. She'll grow up without you…" Beelzebumon and Yashamon walked up to the sleeping girl and kneeled beside her.

"You see," Yashamon ran his hand gently over her forehead, "we cannot leave her here. Her child does not have a father, and her love left her."

Beelzebumon sighed again, 'Leaving her here may do more harm than help…' he thought, 'but, what if I should hurt her? I couldn't live with hurting two human girls…' He pondered the decision and finally decided to care for her. Besides, it would have done more harm than just leaving her unprotected he thought. "Alright, we'll take care of her, just because I don't want her or her kid to get hurt." Yashamon picked her up once again, and they continued down the road. They finally decided to stop in a little grove surrounded by trees, so they would not run into trouble or get caught up in a battle. Beelzebumon and Yashamon sat across from each other across a fire. The mysterious girl rested, her child still sleeping in her arms, by the fire. Beelzebumon glanced over at the sleeping girl a few times. "Hope she won't cause us any trouble."

"She will not," Yashamon assured, "actually, I believe she will serve a greater purpose than what we think."

"Maybe," Beelzebumon continued to watch over the female human, "but what's up with her kid? She has brown hair, her child has blonde hair."

"Her father most likely," Yashamon said, "the child's father could have had blonde hair." Beelzebumon looked back at Yashamon.

"Maybe," Beelzebumon said as he laid back, "we better get some rest right now. Tomorrow we start traveling again." Yashamon nodded, agreeing with Beelzebumon's idea. They both fell asleep, but Beelzebumon could not sleep much, for he kept thinking about the girl.

~*~

The next morning, Beelzebumon and Yashamon woke up to find that the girl and her child were now missing. Yashamon got up quickly, "where has she gone?"

Beelzebumon stood up slowly, "beats me," he stretched and yawned, "but she's out of our hair. We don't have to worry about her anymore."

"You did not do anything to her…" Yashamon began to ask.

"No!" Beelzebumon snapped, "If it makes you feel better, I had nothing to do with her missing or anything! Its not like I want her or her kid to get hurt."

"Then we must find her," Yashamon walked closer to the devil digimon.

"It's a waste of time," Beelzebumon started to walk away from the camp site, "besides, we got our own business to worry about."

"Really," Yashamon questioned, "what would this business be?"

"I," Beelzebumon was tongue-tied. He was not even sure what he was seeking. All he knew was that he was in the Digital World to find the "answers" to his questions. Both he and Yashamon completely forgot about the plan to find the way out of the Digital World ever since they found the girl, "I need to find answers."

"Answers," the demon digimon repeated, "Has it occurred to you that she and her child may be the answers you seek?"

"Has it ever occurred to you that you can be annoying?" Beelzebumon mocked his companion's cadence of speech, "look, she's probably long gone from here now. She isn't my problem. If you want, you can make it your problem!" Beelzebumon grunted, turned and walked off.

Yashamon finally stopped trying to convince Beelzebumon to go and seek the girl. Instead, they just continued walking, until Beelzebumon could figure out what to do with his life at that point. He stopped not far from where they started, "you think," Beelzebumon turned so his left eye peered behind him, "she's okay?"

"Hopefully," Yashamon nodded, "but we have no clue where she has disappeared off to. Are you worried about her?"

Beelzebumon faced forward again, "a little."

"We can try to look for her," Yashamon suggested, "It shall put a rest to both of our speculations."

"Do you really care for this girl?" Beelzebumon asked without facing the demon digimon, "you keep bugging me about finding her and you've seem to be worried about her."

"I am simply a protector of the good and the weak when they cannot defend their selves," Yashamon answered, "It is my duty to protect those digimon and human types. I am sorry, it cannot be helped."

The three-eyed digimon gave a short and deep chuckle, "wish I could tell myself that I'm the same way, but then again, I screwed that up long time ago." The two digimon were silent for a moment, "fine, it's settled, we're going to find that girl." And they went off to the other direction, backtracking their tracks to whence they came, trying to find the mysterious girl who now haunted their lives.

~*~

The unknown young mother walked through the strange new world she has only seen a little of. She looked around in awe at the wondrous new world that not many humans have gone to. She continued to walk at a slow pace, noticing every detail she could. The child in her arms started to cry, and the mother looked at the little child to comfort it. The infant immediately stopped its crying when its mother smiled. She looked up again to continue her search. 'Please be alive Dante,' she took a shaky step forward, 'you promised that Angela and me will be okay. You promised us the greatest life for Angela, one with both humans and digimon.' She collapsed to her knees, "Dante," she started to cry, "Where are you?"

~*~

The two digimon walked through the quiet Digital world, looking for the girl and child that they never knew. 'What made me go back for her?' Beelzebumon suddenly started to think of his choice to search for the girl again. He could not figure out why he did it, 'guess it's just the right thing to do.' He nodded his head telling himself that was the reason, but he knew there was a higher meaning than that, but he decided not to think about it. Yashamon broke the silence between the digimon.

"Here," the two digimon found themselves back where they camped out last night, "she started off here, and she could not have gone far."

"Maybe," Beelzebumon looked down the road, "she only could've taken that road; the one we were on."

"Yes," Yashamon agreed, "but that would mean she would be far off from here now. Unless…" he looked over to the large collection of trees.

"Damn it," Beelzebumon sighed, "She's making this harder than it should be." They walked into the thick shrubbery and collection of trees, still looking for the girl.

~*~

The mysterious girl continued to walk through the giant world of mystery. She still had no idea where she was, but she was determined enough to find the only man she loved in the world she stood in. He has to be somewhere, she would tell herself continually so she would not lose hope. "Dante," she mused, "where…?" A monster with black wings was heard screeching from above. She immediately looked up, the child in her arms wailed loudly. The screaming from the aerial black-winged behemoth bellowed louder. She watched in fear as the monster circled one more time and then flew straight down. Was it over? Would a mysterious monster end her search for her lover? She closed her eyes and clutched to the crying child. 'Killed by a digimon, loved by a…'

Bang.