Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Digital Trilogy - Episode 5 - A Phoenix from the Ashes ❯ Chapter 4

Chapter 4

They got back to Kovin's apartment and found Azuma asleep. He wasn't even aware that he had been left alone for two hours. Allura fell to the couch and instantly fell asleep. Kari checked on the baby and came back to find TK and Ken trying to figure out what Magnaangemon and Paildramon would merge into.

"It's ok guys, you'll find out soon enough." Kari said sitting on the couch beside Allura. "So what are we going to do guys?"

"What do you mean?" TK asked.

"If we just keep getting beaten, we'll pay for it with our lives or our digimon's lives." Kari looked over to Gatomon who was dosing while rocking Azuma's cradle with her tail.

"OK, I think what we need is information, or a least another point of view." Ken said. "I'm calling an assembly."

"That's a little drastic," TK said. "Don't you think? Their going to think we need Kovin to hold our hands whenever there's a fight." Ken began tapping out an email.

"We don't need anyone to hold our hands. We are only half the group, and this is a new situation. Plus, we need to keep each other informed." Ken said.

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24 hours later, Ken stood in the middle of a darkened, abandoned barn several kilometres outside Albany, New York. He was elected to be the Alpha's temporary ambassador. He looked around at the other people he called from all over the world.

"Ken?" A voice asked. "Is something wrong, why are you here?" Ken turned to see Martin, the Zeta representative and leader. Tristan and Owen, the Kappa leader from California and the Gamma leader from Germany were with him.

"Are we all here?" Ken asked, avoiding the question.

"Yes, all here. You last arrive." Owen said is his thick German accent. "Have area talk, sit good." Ken looked at Martin.

"The first of us to arrive basically made a meeting room from bails of hay." Ken followed them to a well-concealed area where a few lanterns lit the small space. Ken recognised them all, Gabriel of Sigma from Brazil, Marcus of Epsilon from Hong Kong, Ethan of Lambda from Africa, Demitri of Beta from Russia, and Quentin of Delta from London.

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming." Ken said.

"I assume this couldn't wait until the Guardian Council meeting next week?" Quentin said, obviously attacking Ken and trying to pull rank.

"Three things." Ken said. "First, while I am here for the Alphas you won't talk to me like that. Second, we'll have you back in time for tea so keep your pants on. And third, if it could wait would I have called a meeting with the word 'emergency' in the subject line of the email?"

"Who do you think you are?" Quentin started. "Some kind of Digimon Emperor or something?"

"I think I'm the only one here with information that could keep us all alive. So sit down and shut up you limy shit." It was no secret that Ken and Quentin didn't like each other. Quentin would have continued but the others gave him some stern looks. They didn't want a fight, or to choose sides, but Ken called the meeting so he had the floor. "Anyway. I'm here to tell you about us getting beaten twice in a row, nearly dying both times." Quentin snickered a bit. Ken phrased his statement like that on purpose to inflate his ego.

"Why? Can't the four of you handle two digimon?" Martin asked.

"Yeah, two is child's play. Three is easy and four is a good workout. But seven and eight at a time is where I draw the line."

"Seven or eight?" Ethan said. "Why would so many fights all happen at the same place?"

"One fight." Ken said. "The rogue digidestined were fighting each other as a group. The game is a team sport now." Everyone stopped to take in the information. "They're also making some kind of weapon. We have no idea what. I think we've only seen a bit of a larger whole."

"I've seen it." Owen said. "I thought it was just two one-on-one fights happening at the same time. We would have questioned them but they attacked, three were killed and the other got away."

"So what do we do?" Ken asked.

"You probably start looking for information." A female voice said. All eight were on their feet looking into that darkness. A slim but tall young woman appeared. She had straight rusty hair halfway down her back. "Hello boys."

"And just who are you?" Owen said drawing a long dagger. Martin and Marcus backed him up, both with American civil war swords.

"Do you guys always have to carry knives?" She asked.

"I have gun." Demitri said pointing one right at her forehead.

"I don't need to see it." She said, unimpressed.

"You can answer the question." Ken said remaining calm.

"I'm someone who fights for one side by wearing the uniform of another." She said.

"A turncoat or a spy?" Ken asked.

"I don't like the word 'spy', but it fits what I do loosely. Anyway, you guys are really far behind. You need information. I'm not the one to give it to you, just to tell you that you need it. Hint, who has the most information on digimon and their actions." Everyone knew the answer to that. The Watchers. They were normal humans who knew about the digimon and the game, but kept to themselves. No one knew much about them except that they knew a lot about the digidestined, and were usually not far away.

"Are you a watcher?" Ken asked.

"Maybe." She said. "Depends on what I'm watching. Will you say 'hi' to Kovin for me, Ken?" She started turning around.

"You wait a second." Martin said advancing. The girl coughed a bit and a twenty meter dragon came into view walking very quietly. It lowered its head into the group of boys all frozen in place glaring at them. The girl climbed on its back. She knew they didn't have their digimon nearby as eight would be like a beacon to the others.

"I'll leave now. I've given you what I wanted, what you deserve, but haven't yet earned. Everyone else says the Guardians will have fallen within a year. Prove them wrong." She tapped her large digimon, probably at the ultimate level, and it took flight and soared out into the night. Ken turned to the group, everyone there in shock.

"We're ten steps behind. We need information. I've given you all I had. Let's get back and see what we can do." Ken said. The leaders of each chapter of the Guardians headed in their separate directions where each had a rookie level digimon hidden. They made their way to their respective homes around the world, all thinking about how much the world they lived in had been shaken.