Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Shadow War ❯ Chapter 1
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Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.31.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 370 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.31.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 370 | Status: Completed
The shadow war.
**************
By Ben Myatt.
Chapter 1:
*******
Kari sat in the empty apartment, Davis’s apartment. She looked around her, and frowned.
It may be that Davis didn’t actually spend a lot of time here, but that was hardly the point. You’d think he’d at least make an effort to tidy up occasionally. She grinned slightly. Then again, if she knew him well enough, that prospect was about as likely as Myotismon popping round for tea and biscuits.
She sighed, and picked up one of the magazines that lay around. Davis had said that she could use the apartment. It had come as no surprise when she had been evicted from her last building, Mainly due to the fact that there was a fifteen foot gap in the wall. Gigantic Digimon attacks were all very well for excitement, but they sure put down the value of a property. And so, Davis had said that she could use his place, since he was rarely there.
‘Stop that thought, Kari. Turn it over for a minute.’
She and Davis had been going out for a while now, and every minute was worth it. She loved him, and he loved her, but whenever it came to taking the next step… they stopped. Sure, Kari was living in his place, but Davis had so much to do. No, that wasn’t it. He was afraid that he’d hurt her. he seemed to be… waiting for something.
She idly leafed through the magazine, when she heard the key turn in the door. A smiling voice echoed through the apartment.
“And who said you could go through my stuff?”
She spun, and looked into his face. Davis was grinning at her, but even so, he looked tired. She moved round the couch, and hugged him. He burst out laughing.
“What happened to ‘Hello?’”
“Hello. I missed you.”
He smiled again.
“Thanks, it’s always nice to know I’m appreciated.”
He leant down and kissed her. When they broke apart, his grin got even wider.
“I’ve been looking forward to that all day.”
She dug an elbow into his ribs.
“Asshole. Are you staying long?”
The smile faded. Kari looked up into his eyes again.
“You’re not, are you?”
He turned away.
“I cant, Kari. I’ve been summoned by the powers that be.”
“The UN committee?”
He nodded slightly.
“They’re planning on offering me a deal. If I let them have free access to the digital world, they’ll help with stopping the Shadowmon that are still running around.”
She stared at his back. Davis’s shoulders were hunched, like he was carrying a huge weight on his back.
“Are you going to accept?”
He turned to her, and a bright fire was burning deep in his eyes.
“Not a chance in hell.”
She grinned.
“Then what’s the problem? Davis, you’re the most honest guy I know. If you cant take this, and stuff it back in their faces, then no one can.”
She slipped her arms around his waist.
“That’s why I love you, you know. You never let anyone down without a fight.”
He grinned at her again.
“I love you, Kari.”
“I love you too. Remember that.”
She kissed him hard on the lips.
“Now, get out of here before you miss your flight.”
He smiled, kissed her one last time, and headed for the door.
“I’ll see you.”
“I know it.”
And then he was gone. Kari slumped into one of the chairs that were dotted around the room.
A year ago, Davis had found out that he was born of a line that was chosen to be the protectors of the digital world. How he had found this out was by the fact that Kari had been kidnapped, and not just by anyone, by the uncle that Davis had thought dead for nearly six years. Davis had taken his heritage, and had moved heaven and earth to rescue Kari, and just about every other Digidestined at the same time. It had been almost inevitable that the Digidestined had chosen Davis to be their leader. After all, he was the Paladin. But the twelve gates that connected the digital world to the real world had remained open. Leaders of many countries around the world had requested that Davis keep the huge Digiports, because they had thought it would provide them with not only a new route of travelling across the human world, but also that the digital world was just another batch of resources they could pillage. Suddenly, everyone was clamouring for a stake in the digiworld, and Davis was spending a large amount of his time fending off greedy countries.
And then, the second blow. The Shadowmon, whom the Digidestined had thought destroyed, turned out to be less dead than they had thought. The creatures were capable of spawning new Shadowmon when their blood touched the ground, so an almost unlimited supply of the strong enemy were forming.
It had started with a few raids on the small towns that dotted the digiworld. But lately, the Shadowmon had been getting bolder. It was almost as if something was marshalling them…
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The group of twelve Shadowmon looked down from the ridge overlooking the small settlement. There were many Digimon in the digiworld who weren’t connected to human partners. Cheerfully coexisting with the worlds Digidestined, they happily went about their lives, unaware of the fact that they were in great danger of losing those lives.
The lead Shadowmon, an evilly scarred creature, turned to his companions, and spoke in the hissing language that originated from their home.
“At my command, we attack.”
“As you say, leader, at your command.”
There was a hissing sound as the creatures drew long straight swords from leather scabbards. They stood, their black forms almost invisible against the rocks.
“Top of the morning to ya.”
The creatures spun. Behind them, a huge man was standing, leaning against a rock, grinning at them slightly. He was dressed in a combat uniform. He also held a rifle down at his side.
“Now, I know you were thinking of attacking that wee village there, but how’s about this instead: I shoot your leader through the head, and my men blow the living hell out of the rest of you.”
The lead Shadowmon snarled.
“Who are you to dictate to us? I see no other humans around you!”
The big man didn’t say anything, but instead looked pointedly at the Shadowmon’s chest. The creature looked down. A small red dot was settled over his heart. he snarled an order to his companions.
“Kill them!”
He raised his heavy sword, and the man’s hand flashed up. The rifle spat twice, driving the Shadowmon to the ground. a dozen more shots echoed around the rocks, and the remaining creatures dropped.
Liam Dillon shook his head sadly.
“Jesus, but these buggers never learn.”
His troopers came down from the rocks, and he pointed out two of them.
“Garret, McKesson, it’s your turn.”
The two soldiers grimaced, and drew their own swords. They set about cutting the heads from the Shadowmon, preventing them from spawning. Liam turned to his second in command.
Nick Pallet was a twenty-five year old cockney Londoner. Since the death of Liam’s former second, Tetsuo McKane, he had been filling in. Both Liam and Nick had come from the NIDF (Northern Ireland Defence Force) and both had quit years ago. Now they were fighting again, but this time they were fighting an enemy that never surrendered, and didn’t know when to quit. Fortunately, they weren’t too bright either.
“How many is that this week?” Liam asked.
“I make it thirty, and it’s only Monday. They’re getting bolder.”
Liam nodded. Everyone in the squad had noticed that the Shadowmon were attacking more frequently, and even worse, they seemed to be getting organised. He shook his head.
“This ain’t good, Nick. We’ve got bloody foreign powers trying to muscle in, we don’t have nearly enough ammo, and we’ve got no way of getting reinforcements.”
Pallet shrugged.
“What can we do? I mean, the Digidestined can help us, but we can’t rely on them to heavily. Most of ‘em are just bloody kids.”
Liam looked over to the village. The bait had been taken, and even if they hadn’t stopped the Shadowmon here, the village was full of Digidestined, using it as a temporary base. Pallet looked with him.
“So what’s the plan?”
The Irishman shrugged.
“We’ve been hoarding supplies in Coast town. We’re also turning the place into a fortress. When Davis gets back, everyone’s gonna fall back into there.”
Pallet frowned.
“We’re gonna sit it out in a siege?”
Liam nodded again.
“That’s the idea. If all else fails, it’s a place where we can easily evacuate from. We’re hoping that we can draw whoever is organising the Shadowmon out into the open.”
The Londoner grinned.
“Where the boss-man can get a clear shot at them, right.”
“Aye. That’s the plan.”
Trooper Garret came up to them.
“All done, boss.”
“Right then, back to base.”
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Underneath the digital world, there is a huge network of natural tunnels. Some say they were formed when Ichiro Motomiya, Davis’s ancestor, and the original Paladin, had defeated the forces of the twelve dragon-lords. They say that the very earth shook, and the tunnels were formed. Many Digidestined have, over the years, used them as shelter.
But now they are being used by something else.
Deep in the darkness, a huge red eye opens. Deep in that unforgiving blackness, a cruel mind awakes, after many years of sleep.
The time has come, the mind feels.
The time for vengeance.
The time for conquer.
The time of the fall.
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**************
By Ben Myatt.
Chapter 1:
*******
Kari sat in the empty apartment, Davis’s apartment. She looked around her, and frowned.
It may be that Davis didn’t actually spend a lot of time here, but that was hardly the point. You’d think he’d at least make an effort to tidy up occasionally. She grinned slightly. Then again, if she knew him well enough, that prospect was about as likely as Myotismon popping round for tea and biscuits.
She sighed, and picked up one of the magazines that lay around. Davis had said that she could use the apartment. It had come as no surprise when she had been evicted from her last building, Mainly due to the fact that there was a fifteen foot gap in the wall. Gigantic Digimon attacks were all very well for excitement, but they sure put down the value of a property. And so, Davis had said that she could use his place, since he was rarely there.
‘Stop that thought, Kari. Turn it over for a minute.’
She and Davis had been going out for a while now, and every minute was worth it. She loved him, and he loved her, but whenever it came to taking the next step… they stopped. Sure, Kari was living in his place, but Davis had so much to do. No, that wasn’t it. He was afraid that he’d hurt her. he seemed to be… waiting for something.
She idly leafed through the magazine, when she heard the key turn in the door. A smiling voice echoed through the apartment.
“And who said you could go through my stuff?”
She spun, and looked into his face. Davis was grinning at her, but even so, he looked tired. She moved round the couch, and hugged him. He burst out laughing.
“What happened to ‘Hello?’”
“Hello. I missed you.”
He smiled again.
“Thanks, it’s always nice to know I’m appreciated.”
He leant down and kissed her. When they broke apart, his grin got even wider.
“I’ve been looking forward to that all day.”
She dug an elbow into his ribs.
“Asshole. Are you staying long?”
The smile faded. Kari looked up into his eyes again.
“You’re not, are you?”
He turned away.
“I cant, Kari. I’ve been summoned by the powers that be.”
“The UN committee?”
He nodded slightly.
“They’re planning on offering me a deal. If I let them have free access to the digital world, they’ll help with stopping the Shadowmon that are still running around.”
She stared at his back. Davis’s shoulders were hunched, like he was carrying a huge weight on his back.
“Are you going to accept?”
He turned to her, and a bright fire was burning deep in his eyes.
“Not a chance in hell.”
She grinned.
“Then what’s the problem? Davis, you’re the most honest guy I know. If you cant take this, and stuff it back in their faces, then no one can.”
She slipped her arms around his waist.
“That’s why I love you, you know. You never let anyone down without a fight.”
He grinned at her again.
“I love you, Kari.”
“I love you too. Remember that.”
She kissed him hard on the lips.
“Now, get out of here before you miss your flight.”
He smiled, kissed her one last time, and headed for the door.
“I’ll see you.”
“I know it.”
And then he was gone. Kari slumped into one of the chairs that were dotted around the room.
A year ago, Davis had found out that he was born of a line that was chosen to be the protectors of the digital world. How he had found this out was by the fact that Kari had been kidnapped, and not just by anyone, by the uncle that Davis had thought dead for nearly six years. Davis had taken his heritage, and had moved heaven and earth to rescue Kari, and just about every other Digidestined at the same time. It had been almost inevitable that the Digidestined had chosen Davis to be their leader. After all, he was the Paladin. But the twelve gates that connected the digital world to the real world had remained open. Leaders of many countries around the world had requested that Davis keep the huge Digiports, because they had thought it would provide them with not only a new route of travelling across the human world, but also that the digital world was just another batch of resources they could pillage. Suddenly, everyone was clamouring for a stake in the digiworld, and Davis was spending a large amount of his time fending off greedy countries.
And then, the second blow. The Shadowmon, whom the Digidestined had thought destroyed, turned out to be less dead than they had thought. The creatures were capable of spawning new Shadowmon when their blood touched the ground, so an almost unlimited supply of the strong enemy were forming.
It had started with a few raids on the small towns that dotted the digiworld. But lately, the Shadowmon had been getting bolder. It was almost as if something was marshalling them…
============================================================
The group of twelve Shadowmon looked down from the ridge overlooking the small settlement. There were many Digimon in the digiworld who weren’t connected to human partners. Cheerfully coexisting with the worlds Digidestined, they happily went about their lives, unaware of the fact that they were in great danger of losing those lives.
The lead Shadowmon, an evilly scarred creature, turned to his companions, and spoke in the hissing language that originated from their home.
“At my command, we attack.”
“As you say, leader, at your command.”
There was a hissing sound as the creatures drew long straight swords from leather scabbards. They stood, their black forms almost invisible against the rocks.
“Top of the morning to ya.”
The creatures spun. Behind them, a huge man was standing, leaning against a rock, grinning at them slightly. He was dressed in a combat uniform. He also held a rifle down at his side.
“Now, I know you were thinking of attacking that wee village there, but how’s about this instead: I shoot your leader through the head, and my men blow the living hell out of the rest of you.”
The lead Shadowmon snarled.
“Who are you to dictate to us? I see no other humans around you!”
The big man didn’t say anything, but instead looked pointedly at the Shadowmon’s chest. The creature looked down. A small red dot was settled over his heart. he snarled an order to his companions.
“Kill them!”
He raised his heavy sword, and the man’s hand flashed up. The rifle spat twice, driving the Shadowmon to the ground. a dozen more shots echoed around the rocks, and the remaining creatures dropped.
Liam Dillon shook his head sadly.
“Jesus, but these buggers never learn.”
His troopers came down from the rocks, and he pointed out two of them.
“Garret, McKesson, it’s your turn.”
The two soldiers grimaced, and drew their own swords. They set about cutting the heads from the Shadowmon, preventing them from spawning. Liam turned to his second in command.
Nick Pallet was a twenty-five year old cockney Londoner. Since the death of Liam’s former second, Tetsuo McKane, he had been filling in. Both Liam and Nick had come from the NIDF (Northern Ireland Defence Force) and both had quit years ago. Now they were fighting again, but this time they were fighting an enemy that never surrendered, and didn’t know when to quit. Fortunately, they weren’t too bright either.
“How many is that this week?” Liam asked.
“I make it thirty, and it’s only Monday. They’re getting bolder.”
Liam nodded. Everyone in the squad had noticed that the Shadowmon were attacking more frequently, and even worse, they seemed to be getting organised. He shook his head.
“This ain’t good, Nick. We’ve got bloody foreign powers trying to muscle in, we don’t have nearly enough ammo, and we’ve got no way of getting reinforcements.”
Pallet shrugged.
“What can we do? I mean, the Digidestined can help us, but we can’t rely on them to heavily. Most of ‘em are just bloody kids.”
Liam looked over to the village. The bait had been taken, and even if they hadn’t stopped the Shadowmon here, the village was full of Digidestined, using it as a temporary base. Pallet looked with him.
“So what’s the plan?”
The Irishman shrugged.
“We’ve been hoarding supplies in Coast town. We’re also turning the place into a fortress. When Davis gets back, everyone’s gonna fall back into there.”
Pallet frowned.
“We’re gonna sit it out in a siege?”
Liam nodded again.
“That’s the idea. If all else fails, it’s a place where we can easily evacuate from. We’re hoping that we can draw whoever is organising the Shadowmon out into the open.”
The Londoner grinned.
“Where the boss-man can get a clear shot at them, right.”
“Aye. That’s the plan.”
Trooper Garret came up to them.
“All done, boss.”
“Right then, back to base.”
=============================================================
Underneath the digital world, there is a huge network of natural tunnels. Some say they were formed when Ichiro Motomiya, Davis’s ancestor, and the original Paladin, had defeated the forces of the twelve dragon-lords. They say that the very earth shook, and the tunnels were formed. Many Digidestined have, over the years, used them as shelter.
But now they are being used by something else.
Deep in the darkness, a huge red eye opens. Deep in that unforgiving blackness, a cruel mind awakes, after many years of sleep.
The time has come, the mind feels.
The time for vengeance.
The time for conquer.
The time of the fall.
======================================================================== ============