Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Digital Trilogy - Episode 3 - Feint Within a Feint ❯ Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Kari, Yolei, Kelryn and Allura were window-shopping in downtown Tokyo. They had left their male counterparts of a girls-night-out of sorts, and were loving every minute of it. They were into every kind of store, trying things on, trying them out, dropping money like it was made of hot lead. They also were without their digimon for the night. Yolei had her D-Terminal just in case, but for that night, the girls were off duty.

"What do you think?" Kari came out of the dressing room wearing a short yellow skirt, with a matching shirt.

"TK will love it,"

"I wish I had your legs,"

"Do they have one a size bigger?" The responses were almost the same for anything the four of them tried on. Each trying to out do the other with the best looking clothing.

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Nolan sat down at a table, along with four other people, all his age. One was the girl who brought him back on the pterodactyl. They were in an old cabin in the woods. It had once been part of a summer camp many years ago, but this was the last remnant left standing. 'Standing' was almost too strong a word for this structure, as its creaking floorboards and roof timbers threatened to bring it down at any time. Nolan and the others didn't care, they would only be using it for the next few hours anyway.

"OK everyone, planning and practising is the key to winning any battle." Nolan had a map in front of him of Tokyo, lit by two lantern-style lights hung above the table. "The Guardians won't survive a hit from us, but we have to be careful. There will be four positions. Graham and Mark, you two will each take command of a force, and you'll each cause trouble around Tokyo. You'll find more people to join us, or use those who are against us to strengthen yourselves. John, you'll be a mobile defence to counter their mobile offence, you run backup, and keep them alive if they get into trouble. Your group is better at hiding too, so you'll get us information. Michelle," Nolan was speaking to the girl with the Pterodactyl, "You'll find us a good base of operations, get it up and running, and keep it that way."

"Sounds good," she said. Her three co-generals agreed. It was a difficult thing to form and maintain a military structure among the groups, but the five of them made it possible through brutality and the worst of sadistic natures. They each surveyed portions of the map, and placed markers around it detailing how they would seize the city.

"What happens if we're getting tired from all this?" Graham asked.

"What do you mean?" Nolan said.

"I mean mine and Mark's group will need a break."

"Well, I have planned for that." Nolan said. "No matter how much you pound the iron fist, the underlings will need to rest. So the two of you, along with John, will be rotating shifts. Each of you will get an equal chance to rest. But Michelle here won't be part of it, I need her to keep a base running." With all the details worked out, they left the cabin, into the twilight air, where the remaining forty-two were waiting.

"Attention!" Michelle screamed. It was already known to all that she was the small army's quartermaster. Everyone there stood straight, and ready to receive more orders. Forty-five humans, with the strangest variety of digimon were the best-organised force that was every brought together to fight the forces of good. "Transport form!" The words left her mouth, and set off a chain of flashes as thirty-nine digimon transformed to their champion level. Most were capable of flight, the rest were large ground running quadrupeds. The eight that didn't have an easily ridden form remained at the rookie level, and paired up with the stronger of the runners. "Formation!" It was very impressive how they were organised into the ranks and platoons that made up the travelling group. "Move out, fast pace!" The ground runners set out over the highway, with the flyers hovering at low altitude over them. They set out, to place the city with the Alpha Guardians under a digital siege. To stop the senseless policing and ordering of the rest of the world's digidestined population.

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The girls walked through the park with several bags under their arms. They stopped at a picnic table, looking through their new treasures and enjoying the night air. It was still early and they had no need to be back home yet. One made the suggestion that they go for pizza, and the others readily agreed. They would not get there.

* * *

Nolan and his group entered the city, and stopped in a parking lot. Nolan quickly addressed his generals.

"You all have email terminals, I'll message you when we have a base, even a temporary one. Go to work guys!" The three male generals took their three assigned groups and headed off in separate directions to carry out their formidable tasks.

"Michelle, lets find a place we can use." Nolan said.

"You got it." She tapped on her ultimate level pterodactyl. "Let's go Ranpteromon." The huge ancient bird took off into the sky, with eleven of the remaining army, all capable of flight directly behind. They flew up and out of the tight collection of buildings, and out over the city. She and Nolan were heading for the abandoned section of the industrial park, by heading over the park. They were flying low over the trees, only fifteen feet of the ground, when Nolan looked back behind him. He saw what he was thinking would take him weeks to find, and he found it on the first night. He silently communicated to the others to circle the target and wait, while he and Michelle descended on them.

The four girls at the picnic table were just getting up to leave when they heard a sound above them. Nolan appeared right from the sky, and landed on the middle of the table, with his katana in hand. Yolei, Kari and Kelryn jumped back in fright, but Allura caught her shirt on a splinter on the table. Nolan swung his blade in a complete circle, and it would have beheaded them all if they hadn't moved. As it happened, Allura was the only one to take a hit, a deep gash across her right shoulder, that had blood spurting instantly.

"Aaa!" Allura was screaming in pain.

"Hello, Kelryn. It's been a while hasn't it?" Nolan said, smugly. He brought the sword tip to his mouth, and licked off Allura's blood, then he jumped to the ground.

"What are you doing here you psycho?" Kelryn asked.

"Well, I'm here to capture you, and two of your friends." He said with a smile. Kari spoke up.

"Can't you count? There's four of us, and one of you. You can't do anything." Nolan looked at the ground and sighed in frustration. He brought his sword blade into the air, did a quick twirl with it, and pointed to the ground. The girls screamed when twelve flying digimon came down in a perfect circle around them. Michelle landed right behind Nolan, not making up part of the circle.

"I can count, in fact. And as I see it, there is a ratio of three digimon human pairs, to one of you little girls, undefended. Am I wrong?"

"How did you manage to climb out from under your rock?" Kelryn said to Michelle.

"Oh, hello!" Michelle blew Kelryn a very sarcastic kiss. "I was rather hoping Nolan was talking about the same Kelryn. Since it's a very unusual name, I guessed my odds were good." Michelle said. Kelryn made a move to physically attack her, but the circle of digimon flexed their attack muscles. Some showed tiny burst of flame, other had bits of arcing electricity, but all were ready to kill.

"Now ladies, I want Kelryn. That's a given. But one of the others should go back and tell your little boyfriends, that she and her friends will be very hurt if they don't surrender to me. What you see here represents one quarter of my force." He looked around at them. "You've got ten seconds to choose a volunteer."

"Allura, you go." Yolei said.

"Yes, go." Kari added. "You need stitches for that." Kelryn nodded at her agreeing with the others. It was plain to see Allura didn't want to go, but the three other girls and her wound all said otherwise.

"I'll bring help," she said, getting up to leave.

"You do no such thing, bitch." Nolan said. "As I said, I want the three queer little boys, that these whores here mistake for men." All three were containing rage at the string of insults, which was designed just to make them mad. "And tell them if their digimon show up, or they don't, they'll be down a few digidestined." Nolan pointed his sword off in the direction to the park's exit. Allura started walking, and broke into a run. Her long hair was streaking out behind her and she ran, leaving her friends and her shopping bags behind, not paying a thought to the later. Nolan turned back the other three when she was out of sight. Several of the humans had dismounted and had various guns, knives, ropes and blindfolds ready to take them into custody.

Each of the three girls were in a different emotional state, Yolei flaming angry, Kari crying uncontrollably, and Kelryn as still as a zombie. But despite the different emotions, they all had the same thoughts.