Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Spectrum ❯ Blue ( Chapter 5 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Neffie 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 221 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 221 | Status: Completed
Ok, in our last chapter, Mimi had vented her frustration and fear by longing for progress to hurry up and pave over the swamp she'd fallen into. She talked herself to near-death to a nearby blossom, which Mimi had(and maybe rightly so) anthromorphized and told her life story to.
On the brink of life, she agreed to a deal by the mysterious voices that may or may not have plagued her friends, which left her with some...interesting results.
Btw, for those who don't want to do the math, Sora and Mimi are 21, Tai is 22, TK is 18, and Matt(who all of u have apparently been waiting for with baited breath) is 22. Biyomon, Palmon, Agumon, and Gabumon are approx. 19-20, and Patamon is approx. 18 *human years* (make note of this!)
A.S.D.A
The Spectrum Series
by Nefertanya dragongurl Ahhotep
Spectrum: Blue
The Letter
>Yamato Ishida-
>Greetings! It has been a long time, hasn't it? I do
>rather hope this message finds you in good health. Up
>for an adventure?
>I certainly hope so, because the Digital World needs its
>guardians. If you are brave, and I truly believe you all are,
>click on the 'Reply' button. Good Luck!
>May the Fates be kind,
>Gennai
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The Reply
(a/n- to void confusion, sentences in <""> indicate the destined's thought replies)
"AHH-CHOO!"
Matt sniffed noisily as he hugged himself, rubbing his arms. Clad only in a midweight green muscle tee and frayed jean shorts, he had of course found himself stranded in the middle of a blizzard when he had hit 'reply'.,
"Of all the days I forget to bring a jacket..." he chastised himself, another sneeze cutting off his train of thought.
Truth be told, he'd chosen his wardrobe that day for nostalgic reasons. Fresh from his training at culinary school in France, he had returned to Japan to find his world vastly changed.
Most of the friends he'd grown up with were either married, in school, or out of the country. Even his little brother had become more distant, spending more of his free time dating and flirting and fixing his hair.
Seeing Gennai's email had made him think about Gabumon and the Digital World, and he eagerly hit reply with the dream of revisiting his childhood.
<"Baka. You can't go home again!">
His dream had ended when this nightmare began. He coughed, and then kept coughing until he ran out of breath. Exhausted, he fell to his knees, no longer caring about anything but his own self pity.
*TK!*
*TK! TK!*
Matt's eyes snapped open. , cracking the tiny icicles that had formed there. The air around him was filled with tiny giggling voices that were all calling his brother's name, but all he could see was a countless number of snowflakes.
"Who's there?" he croaked as loud as he could. The only response was the continued giggling.
<"I'm going insane."> he thought in horrified fascination.
*Are you?*
The new voice had a deeper resonance, and a kind of wisdom to it that complemented the tiny, high-pitched voices. Like an old English nobleman in a room full of Valley schoolgirls.
"What's going on? Who's talking?"
*The snowflakes, for one.*
"But...snowflakes don't have voices, and even if they did, why would they want to talk to me?"
*They don't want to talk to you, Yamato*
"Then why-"
*Snowflakes live only as long as they fly. They die as soon as they touch the ground*
"I don't understand..."
*You have been down this path before. A snowflake dies, but memories linger. Here, where it is almost always cold enough for their corpses to remain whole, they play on when the North Wind lifts and revives them. They call your brother because they remember you*
Been this way before? Snowflakes calling for his brother...?
"Ten years ago." Matt realized softly. "Ten years ago when we were all separated by Devimon, and I lost TK!"
The experience had seared into his memory. The fear of never seeing his brother again. The chilling winds that froze his lungs. That's why the snowflakes were calling TK's name. That's what he had done for over an hour, hadn't he? Right up until he passed out from exposure and exhaustion.
*Then Gabumon helped you*
"Gabumon..." The wolf-lizard had taken off his own fur and risked illness and personal embarrassment, all so that he would get better.
*Had you listened to him in the first place and stayed by the fire, he would not hav had to do so*
True enough, but...
"He's my only brother. He was my responsibility."
*So you did not think Gabumon worthy of the task?*
"No, that's not it. He-I was unworthy. I felt like I should have been out there looking, not him.'
*But he was better equipped to handle the situation. Your actions forced him to waste the time he *could've* used searching*
A surge of anger went through the blonde. Why was this voice trying to make him feel bad *now*? Why not then? What was the point of dragging up the past?
*Do you remember what you told him the following day?*
Matt stared blankly into to the storm. He'd said thanks, hadn't he? He did, he knew he did. He thought he did. He remembered feeling bad he'd given Gabumon his first cold...
<"Bet you looked pretty funny without your fur on.">
"I never said that!"
*You did*
"No. Well... but I didn't mean anything by it! And he didn't seemed to be bothered by it!"
*You fought with your friend Taichi*
"Yeah! 'Cuz *he* was teasing Gabumon!"
*No. He only asked how Gabumon received his cold. Why do you presume otherwise?*
"Because...I...See..."
*Is it so hard to admit?*
"Because I felt bad that I had teased him!" he growled through clenched teeth.
*Not a very good friend, were you, then*
"No, I was not." Matt spat bitterly, frozen tears on his cheeks.
There was silence again. Even the snowflakes had long ago stopped their laughter.
*Why did you come here?* The voice asked, this time in a more gentle tone.
"Well, I didn't exactly have a choice! I replied to that stupid e-mail and ended up here in Winter Wonderland!"
*Then why did you reply?*
"Gennai said...he said there was trouble."
*Was that your only reason?*
"Yes."
*No*
"No." Matt agreed tiredly. He was far too cold to play games anymore. Why wasn't he frozen solid yet? He suspected the voice only knew the answer to that. "I really missed everybody. Gabumon was stuck in another world, Mimi and Joe moved out of town, Izzy's busy with his programs, and Tai's busy with Sora. Even TK barely spends time with me. He's too busy chasing Kari, even though he won't admit it."
He felt like he couldn't stop. Maybe that's what the voice wanted. Well. So now he was being psycho-analyzed by an invisible something. So be it.
"I thought if everybody came back, we'd all remember the good times we shared and be friends again.' He sighed raggedly.
"I just feel like we're all drifting apart."
*What is your crest, Yamato?*
"Friendship." the blonde laughed hollowly.
*Why do you laugh?*
"Because it was given to *me*. And I never seem to live up to it."
*Yamato, don't you see? Friendship is the most powerful crest of all. Courage, Love, Sincerity, Hope and every other crest needs it to work at it's best. As such, it requires a powerful heart to make it work*
"But all of my friends seem so far..."
*A friendship is easy to make, difficult to maintain. Far easier to watch them dissolve, isn't it*
"Yeah..."
*Are you going to give up?*
For the first time since the voice started talking, Yamato Ishida felt a twinge of indignation. "No way! I can't just give up on them! We're a team, and they were always there for me-weather I wanted them to be or not! Why should I give them up without a fight?"
The voice laughed gently, a sound like icicles in the breeze. *We knew you had the heart. Hope and Courage will never leave you, friend Yamato*
The snow twirled again, faster and faster, stinging his eyes and skin. "WAIT!" Matt called out fearfully against the gales. "WHO ARE YOU? HOW DO I GET OUT OF HERE?!"
He scrunched his eyes tight as a wave of vertigo washed over him...
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Destination
"Matt! Matt, c'mon!"
" Oniisan!?"
Matt groaned and opened his eyes slowly. Blurry at first, they cleared quickly and he found himself staring into pools of fire.
"Jeeze Matt, you're like a refrigerator! Where the hell have you been!"
"T-Tai?"
"Yeah man, I'm here. So's TK and Sora, and the digimon too."
"Tai...TK..." Matt's lower lip trembled, and he shivered feverishly.
"Matt, what's wrong?!" Tai screamed as he noted the tears in the blonde's ice blue eyes.
"I'm sorry..."
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry I haven't always been such a good friend. I tried, I really did Tai, but it's been so hard..." The blonde-haired boy, usually so reserved, sobbed softly.
"Matt, you don't have to be sorry. We understand." Agumon patted the human's hand gently. "Gabumon always said you always had a hard time growing up."
"You were afraid to trust anybody because Mom and Dad split us up." TK forced his big brother's head up. "I had trouble too-remember me and Patamon on that subway ride home?"
"Mm-hmm!" the flying pork loin agreed. "But we learned it's okay to argue as long as you both apologize afterwards and learn something from the whole ordeal."
"You two learned that lesson too-" Sora chuckled. "-Although there was a lot more blood involved."
Matt smiled, and Tai chuckled and punched him lightly in the arm. "See? All that and we're still together. I wouldn't give up on you that easy, man!"
"Thanks, Tai, everyone." Matt stood shakily on his feet with the help of the brunette and the younger blonde. He gave them both a weak hug before giving Tai a double take.
"What the *hell* is wrong with your eyes?!"
The others broke out laughing, leaving Matt even more confused.
"It's a long story, oniisan!" TK wheezed in between fits. still laughing, they pressed forward in search of more friends.
What, no Gabumon?
Nope, not yet. Don't worry, he'll get there eventually. As for the next chapter, who's next? :)
On the brink of life, she agreed to a deal by the mysterious voices that may or may not have plagued her friends, which left her with some...interesting results.
Btw, for those who don't want to do the math, Sora and Mimi are 21, Tai is 22, TK is 18, and Matt(who all of u have apparently been waiting for with baited breath) is 22. Biyomon, Palmon, Agumon, and Gabumon are approx. 19-20, and Patamon is approx. 18 *human years* (make note of this!)
A.S.D.A
The Spectrum Series
by Nefertanya dragongurl Ahhotep
Spectrum: Blue
The Letter
>Yamato Ishida-
>Greetings! It has been a long time, hasn't it? I do
>rather hope this message finds you in good health. Up
>for an adventure?
>I certainly hope so, because the Digital World needs its
>guardians. If you are brave, and I truly believe you all are,
>click on the 'Reply' button. Good Luck!
>May the Fates be kind,
>Gennai
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The Reply
(a/n- to void confusion, sentences in <""> indicate the destined's thought replies)
"AHH-CHOO!"
Matt sniffed noisily as he hugged himself, rubbing his arms. Clad only in a midweight green muscle tee and frayed jean shorts, he had of course found himself stranded in the middle of a blizzard when he had hit 'reply'.,
"Of all the days I forget to bring a jacket..." he chastised himself, another sneeze cutting off his train of thought.
Truth be told, he'd chosen his wardrobe that day for nostalgic reasons. Fresh from his training at culinary school in France, he had returned to Japan to find his world vastly changed.
Most of the friends he'd grown up with were either married, in school, or out of the country. Even his little brother had become more distant, spending more of his free time dating and flirting and fixing his hair.
Seeing Gennai's email had made him think about Gabumon and the Digital World, and he eagerly hit reply with the dream of revisiting his childhood.
<"Baka. You can't go home again!">
His dream had ended when this nightmare began. He coughed, and then kept coughing until he ran out of breath. Exhausted, he fell to his knees, no longer caring about anything but his own self pity.
*TK!*
*TK! TK!*
Matt's eyes snapped open. , cracking the tiny icicles that had formed there. The air around him was filled with tiny giggling voices that were all calling his brother's name, but all he could see was a countless number of snowflakes.
"Who's there?" he croaked as loud as he could. The only response was the continued giggling.
<"I'm going insane."> he thought in horrified fascination.
*Are you?*
The new voice had a deeper resonance, and a kind of wisdom to it that complemented the tiny, high-pitched voices. Like an old English nobleman in a room full of Valley schoolgirls.
"What's going on? Who's talking?"
*The snowflakes, for one.*
"But...snowflakes don't have voices, and even if they did, why would they want to talk to me?"
*They don't want to talk to you, Yamato*
"Then why-"
*Snowflakes live only as long as they fly. They die as soon as they touch the ground*
"I don't understand..."
*You have been down this path before. A snowflake dies, but memories linger. Here, where it is almost always cold enough for their corpses to remain whole, they play on when the North Wind lifts and revives them. They call your brother because they remember you*
Been this way before? Snowflakes calling for his brother...?
"Ten years ago." Matt realized softly. "Ten years ago when we were all separated by Devimon, and I lost TK!"
The experience had seared into his memory. The fear of never seeing his brother again. The chilling winds that froze his lungs. That's why the snowflakes were calling TK's name. That's what he had done for over an hour, hadn't he? Right up until he passed out from exposure and exhaustion.
*Then Gabumon helped you*
"Gabumon..." The wolf-lizard had taken off his own fur and risked illness and personal embarrassment, all so that he would get better.
*Had you listened to him in the first place and stayed by the fire, he would not hav had to do so*
True enough, but...
"He's my only brother. He was my responsibility."
*So you did not think Gabumon worthy of the task?*
"No, that's not it. He-I was unworthy. I felt like I should have been out there looking, not him.'
*But he was better equipped to handle the situation. Your actions forced him to waste the time he *could've* used searching*
A surge of anger went through the blonde. Why was this voice trying to make him feel bad *now*? Why not then? What was the point of dragging up the past?
*Do you remember what you told him the following day?*
Matt stared blankly into to the storm. He'd said thanks, hadn't he? He did, he knew he did. He thought he did. He remembered feeling bad he'd given Gabumon his first cold...
<"Bet you looked pretty funny without your fur on.">
"I never said that!"
*You did*
"No. Well... but I didn't mean anything by it! And he didn't seemed to be bothered by it!"
*You fought with your friend Taichi*
"Yeah! 'Cuz *he* was teasing Gabumon!"
*No. He only asked how Gabumon received his cold. Why do you presume otherwise?*
"Because...I...See..."
*Is it so hard to admit?*
"Because I felt bad that I had teased him!" he growled through clenched teeth.
*Not a very good friend, were you, then*
"No, I was not." Matt spat bitterly, frozen tears on his cheeks.
There was silence again. Even the snowflakes had long ago stopped their laughter.
*Why did you come here?* The voice asked, this time in a more gentle tone.
"Well, I didn't exactly have a choice! I replied to that stupid e-mail and ended up here in Winter Wonderland!"
*Then why did you reply?*
"Gennai said...he said there was trouble."
*Was that your only reason?*
"Yes."
*No*
"No." Matt agreed tiredly. He was far too cold to play games anymore. Why wasn't he frozen solid yet? He suspected the voice only knew the answer to that. "I really missed everybody. Gabumon was stuck in another world, Mimi and Joe moved out of town, Izzy's busy with his programs, and Tai's busy with Sora. Even TK barely spends time with me. He's too busy chasing Kari, even though he won't admit it."
He felt like he couldn't stop. Maybe that's what the voice wanted. Well. So now he was being psycho-analyzed by an invisible something. So be it.
"I thought if everybody came back, we'd all remember the good times we shared and be friends again.' He sighed raggedly.
"I just feel like we're all drifting apart."
*What is your crest, Yamato?*
"Friendship." the blonde laughed hollowly.
*Why do you laugh?*
"Because it was given to *me*. And I never seem to live up to it."
*Yamato, don't you see? Friendship is the most powerful crest of all. Courage, Love, Sincerity, Hope and every other crest needs it to work at it's best. As such, it requires a powerful heart to make it work*
"But all of my friends seem so far..."
*A friendship is easy to make, difficult to maintain. Far easier to watch them dissolve, isn't it*
"Yeah..."
*Are you going to give up?*
For the first time since the voice started talking, Yamato Ishida felt a twinge of indignation. "No way! I can't just give up on them! We're a team, and they were always there for me-weather I wanted them to be or not! Why should I give them up without a fight?"
The voice laughed gently, a sound like icicles in the breeze. *We knew you had the heart. Hope and Courage will never leave you, friend Yamato*
The snow twirled again, faster and faster, stinging his eyes and skin. "WAIT!" Matt called out fearfully against the gales. "WHO ARE YOU? HOW DO I GET OUT OF HERE?!"
He scrunched his eyes tight as a wave of vertigo washed over him...
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Destination
"Matt! Matt, c'mon!"
" Oniisan!?"
Matt groaned and opened his eyes slowly. Blurry at first, they cleared quickly and he found himself staring into pools of fire.
"Jeeze Matt, you're like a refrigerator! Where the hell have you been!"
"T-Tai?"
"Yeah man, I'm here. So's TK and Sora, and the digimon too."
"Tai...TK..." Matt's lower lip trembled, and he shivered feverishly.
"Matt, what's wrong?!" Tai screamed as he noted the tears in the blonde's ice blue eyes.
"I'm sorry..."
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry I haven't always been such a good friend. I tried, I really did Tai, but it's been so hard..." The blonde-haired boy, usually so reserved, sobbed softly.
"Matt, you don't have to be sorry. We understand." Agumon patted the human's hand gently. "Gabumon always said you always had a hard time growing up."
"You were afraid to trust anybody because Mom and Dad split us up." TK forced his big brother's head up. "I had trouble too-remember me and Patamon on that subway ride home?"
"Mm-hmm!" the flying pork loin agreed. "But we learned it's okay to argue as long as you both apologize afterwards and learn something from the whole ordeal."
"You two learned that lesson too-" Sora chuckled. "-Although there was a lot more blood involved."
Matt smiled, and Tai chuckled and punched him lightly in the arm. "See? All that and we're still together. I wouldn't give up on you that easy, man!"
"Thanks, Tai, everyone." Matt stood shakily on his feet with the help of the brunette and the younger blonde. He gave them both a weak hug before giving Tai a double take.
"What the *hell* is wrong with your eyes?!"
The others broke out laughing, leaving Matt even more confused.
"It's a long story, oniisan!" TK wheezed in between fits. still laughing, they pressed forward in search of more friends.
What, no Gabumon?
Nope, not yet. Don't worry, he'll get there eventually. As for the next chapter, who's next? :)
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