Digimon ND, Book 3; ShadowEmpressmon's Evil Game. Chapters Ten and Eleven are Up!!

[legendhiro]

and now the exciting conclusion...

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter Four]

 

A Matter of Skill

 

 

In that moment, in the midst of that flash of light, my Digimon and I went through a striking transformation. We merged, becoming one being. I could feel our power growing to incredible heights, pulsing through my veins. I had become a vastly superior Ultimate Digimon, born of the union of Human DNA and Digimon data. I stood over six feet tall, considerably shorter than my foe, wearing a cloak under samurai armor, and in my sash I carried two katanas. I was Jen, and I was Coltmon, but I was also neither. I drew my two katanas and my aura flared, levitating me into the air to face my foe.

 

“What is this?!” Skullsatamon demanded nervously.

 

“This,” I replied calmly, “is the pinnacle of our power. We have become one. I am Samuraimon!”

 

“Your power has grown,” said Skullsatamon. “I can feel it. But my power is great as well, and I boast the greatest speed of any Digimon.”

 

I smiled behind my faceplate, as Skullsatamon flickered away, “We’ll see.” I disappeared as well, moving at the speed of sound, matching my opponent’s speed. I swung my swords, the blades colliding with Skullsatamon’s staff. The impact was enough to shake me to the bone. Skullsatamon and I were thrown apart, centering Skullsatamon above the now-abandoned camp. I dropped to the ground and ran through the trees, kicking up dust as I ran. Skullsatamon dove to intercept me. I jumped up and slashed at him, but he pushed off of my blades with his staff and swung around behind me, firing off his lightning attack. Just in time I spun around and crossed my swords, pouring my aura through them. They deflected the lightning. It lanced toward the ground, tearing through several of the buildings and cutting deep trenches in the hard earth.

 

The attack pushed me toward the ground. I flipped backward and out of the way just in time to avoid another attack, landing on the roof of the galley. “Twin Katanas!” I called, slinging energy from the edges of my swords, but Skullsatamon dropped toward me, spinning in the air, knocking the attack away with his staff. He raised the staff above his head, holding it like a club.

 

“Bone Hammer!” Skullsatamon called, swinging the staff at my head. I raised my blades to parry the blow. The shock of the impact shook the building below me loose. I fell over, falling down into the rubble, only to re-emerge beneath the foe, poised to attack.

 

I jumped up and spun, slashing horizontally with both of my swords, catching Skullsatamon in the back. He cried out as he was thrown forward, falling toward the ground. He recovered fast and spun around, but by the time he did, I wasn’t there anymore. While Skullsatamon was recovering from my attack, I’d allowed my self to fall past his, planting my feet firmly on the ground. His back was to me. I jumped up, pushing so hard off of the ground that I left a shockwave in my wake. “Twin Katanas!” I called, thrusting my sword through his back, piecing the glowing orb in Skullsatamon’s chest. There was an explosion, and the orb disappeared, Skullsatamon’s whole body shook. Energy pulsed from him, throwing me away. I suddenly found myself sprawled on the ground in my human form, Coltmon barely conscious at me side. I sat up and looked up at the sky at the shuddering form of Skullsatamon. I could see his data coming apart.

 

“No!” Skullsatamon cried. “No, I can’t lose again! This is my last chance! Noooooooo!” The mighty Digimon cried out, and his entire body reverted to bits of data that drifted apart and faded away. I stood up and looked around. The camp was in shambles, but at least everyone was alive. I was proud of myself. If I hadn’t made the call to get everyone away from camp, a lot of people would have been hurt or worse.

 

“We did it,” said Coltmon, standing beside me. “I told you everything would be okay.”

 

I smiled, “Yeah, I guess you did.”

 

“Hey, Jen!”

 

I turned and saw Kristin running out of the woods, TechnoBarkmon in her arms.

 

Good, I thought, they’re okay too.

 

I spread my arms and fell back onto my back, laughing, finally able to relax.

 

 

Later that same day the busses returned to the devastated grounds, only an hour before the parents started showing up. The camp administrator had no idea that we’d had anything to do with the Digimon. All he knew was that there had been deadly monsters fighting in the woods before, but they were gone. He didn’t know how they were gone, where they were, or where they’d come from, and he didn’t care. Like most people, he was content in ignorance.

 

It wasn’t until nearly everyone was gone that our mom arrived. She wasn’t worried. She knew that our Digimon had kept us safe. So when the admin approached her, she had to pretend to be worried so that he wouldn’t get suspicious. The camp admin told her that we were fine, and even praised us for going back into the ground to make sure everyone else had gotten to safety. My mom thanked him, knowing full well why we’d really gone back. She shot me a look that said, “You were reckless, but I’m glad you’re okay.”

 

I smiled.

 

Once the administrator had finally gone, we piled into the car and started back toward home. As we settled in, Kristin turned to me and whispered, “I can’t believe that a Digimon went through all of that to get revenge. What if he’s not the only one?”

 

“Don’t worry,” I said. “Even before he was Skullsatamon, that Digimon was a special kind of crazy. He was a unique case. Besides, Mainemon and I defeated him. He’s gone now. I’m just glad we’re going home.”

 

“Why?” Kris asked. “You were the one that really wanted to come to camp this year,”

 

“Yeah,” I said, “but I just can’t wait to see the look on John’s face when we tell him what he missed!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your favorite Digimon ND characters will return in Digimon ND Special #3 after a brief hiatus.

[Nexev]

He was NOT a special case.

 

You killed a guy, only the worst and the best will not seek revenge (the worst having wished for death and the best admitting that you were right to strike them down).

 

It's cool that GLARY will reappear (since he has to because you said FAVORITE characters).

 

What if the digidestined have to train the new guardians so they can protect the world. That would be a interesting special even if thier weren't any villains.

[legendhiro]

glary will NOT be appearing in the next special, sorry. not discounting the possibility that he will appear again. and of course Skullsatamon's not a special case as far as guys with vendettas are concerned, but what made him a special case here is that he's the first of their enemies to come back from the dead. he's also not the last.

 

the main purpose of the special was to show that the individual members can take care of themselves, and to give an entertaining account of it. up until now every major enemy has been defeated by the group's combined power in one for or another. i thought it would be interesting to see what would happen if they were separated. The next special will show what happened to the other group while jen and kris were away, but the enemy they face will be much worse.

 

i want you to know that i am trying very hard to work glary and the others from special one into the story again, but it will likely have to wait into special four, which happens after the third book.

[Stigma_Horrizone]

great job!

[legendhiro]

thanks

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Nice chap once again, legend.

 

You know I like your Fan Fic ^^

[legendhiro]

beware the power of BUMPMAN!

[Nexev]

If I PM you an evil trainer, will he ever make an appearance?

[legendhiro]

i'll do my best to work him in.

[legendhiro]

bump

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Hopefully there won't be so much wait until the next Special is up

[legendhiro]

bump.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

When, oh WHEN, will this be in action again? D;

[legendhiro]

soon. i'm retooling part of the next special, but as soon as i'm done, i plan to post chapter one.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Yay!

 

Awesome ^^

[legendhiro]

okay guys, this is an official announcement regarding my next special. i know its been awhile, but i wanted it to be perfect. this is to say, though, that the first chapter will be up tonight or first thing tomorrow without any doubt.

 

thanks for your patience.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Fan-freakin-tastic dude.

 

Can't wait for it ^^

[legendhiro]

ugh, my cable bill got screwed up and time warner shut off my internet. its back up now (obviously), but it delayed the release of Digimon ND Special #3, chapter 1.

 

here it is by the way. be sure to watch out for the link to the main villain's theme song. i'll give you a hint as to where to find it; its at the end of the fourth paragraph.

 

okay, so not as much a hint as an exact location, but whatever...

 

 

 

[spoiler=Chapter One]

 

An Unseen Menace

 

 

In Cincinnati Ohio, in the dark of night, five figures overlooked the sleepy streets from atop a small skyscraper. One was clearly human. The other four just as clearly were not. All five were completely unseen by those few people who walked below them.

 

The human figure stood five feet eleven inches tall and wore a long, black coat with baggy sleeves, black shoes, black pants, and black gloves. His eyes were shrouded by the shadow of his long, spiky black bangs. His mouth was twisted into a wicked, sinister smirk. He was focused on a bar and restaurant built into the ground floor of a building across the street. It was filled to the brim with happy, laughing people. The human turned to the second most humanoid of the figures, a pale-skinned, fifteen-foot tall creature with Vampiric fangs, wearing a long cape and a red mask over his eyes. The vampire nodded, responding to a silent command from the human that was his master. He and the third, fourth and fifth figures, three sheet ghosts with wicked faces and claws, shot over the side of the building. The three ghosts flew into the restaurant, causing everyone inside to panic. They jumped up from their chairs and covered their heads, swatting wildly and blindly at the air above them, all while the ghosts looked on and laughed. One man made the mistake of hitting one of the ghosts with an empty beer bottle. The ghost got angry and slashed with his claws. The man fell to the floor, dead.

 

Finally people started to evacuate the building, running through the front door and finding themselves face to face with the vampire. He grinned an evil grin and waved his hand. A ribbon of red light spread from his fingers, hitting the evacuees and vaporizing them. The ribbon carried through, into the restaurant. A moment later, the three ghosts flew out of the building, and it exploded from the inside out.

 

The four inhuman figures rose into the air, returning to their master. From his perch above them, the human stood calmly and watched the people from the restaurant burn while he

.

 

 

My name’s John. I’m a teenager from the suburbs outside of Cincinnati Ohio. I have many good friends; my younger sister Sarah, who has unruly curly blond hair and blue eyes, my dad’s brother’s daughters, my cousins Jen and Kristin, who both have dark eyes and hair, my dad’s sister’s daughter, my cousin Amanda, who has dark eyes and even darker hair, and my friend Jeremy, who has light brown hair and eyes. Jeremy is the only one of my friends who lives in another city. Despite this, we see him on a regular basis.

 

But more importantly, my friends and I make up a team with great responsibilities. You see, there are other words that exist alongside ours in different dimensions. One of them, the Digital World, is made of data, and is inhabited by intelligent, living beast-like creatures that are made up of computer matrices and data code instead of flesh blood and DNA. When a second Digital World was created as a place for the overflowing population of the Digital World to go, its rulers selected my friends and I to be its protectors.

 

We are the Digidestined. Each of us has at least one Digimon partner who can draw on our inner strength to become more powerful. We were, however, in a period of downtime. After defeating the most recent threat to the second Digital World, it slipped into a state of peace. On top of that, it was summer vacation back home on Earth, so life was pretty good.

 

Too bad that wouldn’t last.

 

My sister and I were walking downtown, trying to find the central branch of the local library. I can’t remember why, but that’s not important. Sarah was carrying her Digimon, the Baby II Level DemiPonymon, in her arms like a stuffed animal. My Digimon Snakemon and BlackMainemon (also Baby II Level) were hiding in the backpack that I wore on my back.

 

I ran my fingers through my brown hair and said, “I can’t believe this. The bus should have dropped us off right across from the library!”

 

“Oh suck it up,” said BlackMainemon, sticking his entire body, consisting of a small, black horse’s head, out of the backpack. “Either you made a mistake, or they made a mistake. Either complain to the bus company, or shut the hell up.”

 

“He’s right,” said Snakemon, popping his small green head out as well. “You do complain a lot to no one.”

 

“Fine Snakemon,” I said, “I’m shutting up. Now get back inside the backpack.”

 

“Do you hear that?” Sarah asked, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

 

“What?” I asked.

 

“You mean those voices?” the tiny horse DemiPonymon asked, taking care to remain still.

 

“What’s so important about voices?” I asked, stopping for a breather, leaning my shoulder against a shop window.

 

“I think there’s a large group nearby,” said Sarah. “I’m gonna see what’s up.”

 

She walked to the corner and peeked around it. “John,” she said, her expression changing from one of passive interest to one of shock, “you have to come see this.” I walked up to her and looked around the corner as well, switching into my mores serious “leader mode”. A short ways down the street, a mob of police officers, PR reps and reporters were swarming around the front of a building. It looked like a restaurant had been built into the ground floor of the building. But most shocking of all was the restaurant itself. It looked like a bomb had gone off inside, and that was probably what the police thought. But I knew better. There were scorch marks on the outside of the building, where something had obviously burned through the outside. I removed an orange palm computer from my pocket, and I scanned the building and the surrounding rubble. It read positive.

 

“What’s wrong?” Sarah asked upon seeing my glum expression.

 

“We need to get to Chief Thompson,” I said. “That building was destroyed by a Digimon.”

 

 

We skipped the library and instead caught a bus to the police station. This time we ended up where we wanted to be. We ran inside, asking frantically to see Chief Jeffery Thompson. Luckily, he was already on his way out, and he saw us before his men could throw us out of the building.

 

“I’ll handle them,” said Thompson. He motioned us into his office, following us in, shut the door, and closed the shades.

 

“What are you doing here?” Thompson asked as Sarah set her Digimon down, and I removed my backpack from my back, letting me Digimon out. “Is some kind of Digimon attack-?” Then his eyes lit up with a shocking realization. “The bombing,” he said. “It wasn’t a bombing, was it?”

 

“No,” I said. “A Digimon blew that restaurant up.”

 

The balding middle-aged officer dropped heavily into his desk chair, his face full of disbelief. “I was on my way up there,” he said. “I just got back from a conference. But I already had a strange feeling about this case. My CSI guys didn’t find any bomb components in the debris. It was the same with the other bombing.”

 

“Other bombing?” BlackMainemon asked.

 

“Yeah,” said Thompson. “There was another bombing the night before last. Another bar and restaurant just a block away. Same details. Same everything. We lost at least fifty people in each attack.”

 

“It sound like whoever is doing this is hitting places that are unusually lively at night,” Sarah remarked, her voice solemn.

 

“This is a Digimon problem, Baldy,” said BlackMainemon. “There’s nothing that you or your men can do. Let us handle this.”

 

“What are you going to do?” Thompson asked, addressing me.

 

“We’re going to wait for this Digimon to appear again tonight,” I said, “and we’re gonna stop him.”

 

 

That evening, I called Amanda and Jeremy, telling them to meet me at my house. My mom was out of town, so we wouldn’t have to worry about her stopping us from doing what we had to do. Despite the fact that Jeremy lived in another city, he arrived before Amanda. He did so using a clever method that he himself had devised. He opened a Digiport from his house and stepped through to the Digital World. Then he opened another Digiport from the Digital World back to Earth, directing it toward my house. He and his Child Level Digimon, a monkey-ish robot, Mechmon, appeared through the reflective surface of the window into my living room. Amanda was dropped off ten minutes later.

 

Jen and Kristin would have to sit this one out. They were away at summer camp.

 

I explained the situation, and I explained me plan. Everyone agreed to it, including Amanda, our youngest and most selfish member. It did take some coaxing though. We waited until it was dark, and then we used Jeremy’s Digiport trick to travel downtown, across from the sight of the latest attack.

 

“Okay,” I said, “let’s go over this again. If the pattern holds, and I think it will, the Digimon will attack somewhere within a block or two of here. Teams will be Jeremy and Sarah, and me and Amanda. We’ll canvas the area, watching and listening for any sign of an attack. We’ll keep in touch over the Digivices.”

 

“How’d you get so good at chasing terrorists through cities?” Sarah asked.

 

I smiled, “I watch a lot of ‘Law and Order’.”

 

 

“It’s dark,” said Amanda, “and cold, and I think that homeless guy wanted to eat me.”

 

I messed her hair up playfully and said, “Calm down kid. Don’t worry. I’m here, Chickomon’s here, and Serpentmon and BlackColtmon are here.” I gestured toward our Digimon. My Digimon had Digivolved to the Child Level. They were now a long, slender black snake and a small black horse. Amanda’s Digimon, a small Brontosaurus with a phoenix feather tucked into the collar around its neck walked alongside them. “As long as we’re here, you’ll be fine.”

 

That’s when I heard it. Screaming. Amanda and the Digimon heard it too. We broke into a run. We rounded a corner, and we saw it; a restaurant and bar, filled with people, all of whom were screaming and running around frantically. I scanned the interior with the handheld Digicomp. There were three Digimon inside, but none of them matched the signal from the previous attack. “This might be worse than I thought,” I said. “Get ready to fight.”

 

I heard a voice from above me demand, “Who are you?”

 

We looked up, and Amanda screamed in terror at the sight of the Vampiric creature that descended toward us.

 

“That’s Myotismon,” said Chickomon. “We fought him in the mansion back in the Digital World.”

 

I scrutinized this new foe. This can’t be the same Myotismon, I thought. It must be a different one. That means we know something about its power, but not everything.

 

“If you won’t answer me,” said Myotismon, “then I’ll kill you.” He called out, “Bakemon, to me!” Three wicked ghost-like creatures emerged from the building and began circling him. He waved his hand and called, “Crimson Lightning!” A wave of red light spread from his fingers, heading strait for me. I squeezed me Digivice, and it began to vibrate. “Serpentmon, Digivolve to, Dragonterramon!” Serpentmon became his Adult Level form, a large, black wingless dragon with sharp, powerful claws and teeth. He cried out, “Terra Strike!” and slashed Myotismon’s attack with glowing claws, dispersing it.

 

“You are Digidestined,” Myotismon said disbelievingly. “Hold them here,” Myotismon commanded of the Bakemon. “I must inform the master that his real prey has arrived.”

 

Myotismon rose into the air, toward the top of a nearby building. “No you don’t!” I cried. An aura of light flared up around me, and the Neo Crests of Courage and Friendship that were held in the two golden tags around my neck glowed. Armor appeared over me chest, and a cape appeared on my back. A shield appeared strapped to my left arm, and a shield appeared in my right hand. I shot into the air, meaning to stop Myotismon with my own strength.

 

Bad idea.

 

Myotismon waved his hand, slinging red lightning at me. I had no chance to dodge. I was hit. My armor disappeared, and I fell toward the ground, thirty stories below. I was in tremendous pain. The edges of my vision were dark, and I could taste blood. I saw a blue streak out of the corner of my eye, but before I could identify it, I blacked out, even as I continued to fall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next Chapter The Nokitas

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Awesome chapter as always legend ^^

 

Man, you really hit the nail on the head with the Halloween song

[Nexev]

I actually think this one might work better:

[spoiler=lyrical translation]

 

 

Midnight.

 

Midnight.

 

When the small gondolas carry the mourning

And the crying of the dead resounds,

Up to the neck the gray sit.*

 

When the clock begins to sound

Cold, dark clouds

Touch you lightly.

 

Midnight.

 

Located below the night.

Located below the night.

Life in a dark cloud.**

 

Midnight (midnight).

 

In the middle of the night. In the dark of the night.

Cruel life.

The bell rings twelve times.

 

Midnight.

 

In the middle of the night. In the dark of the night.

Cruel life.

The bell rings twelve times.

 

Midnight!

 

Your blood freezes in your veins.

Your fear catches in your throat, too.

You hear your heart and the clock strike.***

This is night.

 

Midnight.

 

The place below the night.

The place below the night.

Living in a cold, dark cloud.

 

Midnight (midnight).

 

In the middle of the night. In the dark of the night.

Cruel life.

The bell rings twelve times.

 

Midnight (midnight, midnight, midnight)!

 

Midnight.

 

The place below the night.

Living in a cold, dark cloud.

 

***That Latin chorus that I can't catch***

 

This is midnight!

 

In the middle of the night. In the dark of the night.

Cruel life.

The bell rings twelve times.

 

In the middle of the night. In the dark of the night.

Cruel life.

The bell rings twelve times.

 

*That's the literal translation, but this is probably meant to be something like "The gray are piled neck-high"

**Literally "cold, dark dark clouds," as "dichte translates to "dark" and "nebelschwaden" translates to "dark clouds," or more literally "dark nebula clouds."

***"strike" probably also refers to what we think of as the heart's ""beat" in this case.

 

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Nexev, you might wanna know that it was I that suggested the Character who sang, and I personally wanted him to sing that song

[Nexev]

Ahhh, I presume he has a halloween theme (since thier are vamires and suff) theme then. I assumed he was just evil in which case my theme might have made more sense (In halloween town the denzins are just scary, they are actually very nice people with a few exceptions. Therefore a song about this town doesn't fit random evil villian completly perfectly (Especially with the line "that's our job, but we're not mean") whie mine sounds like something bad is hapening in the darkness). However if the villian was themed then it's completly different.

 

I actually also sent a character which was human and since I didn't know you made one I had a vague feeling he was mine (though mine is probbaly more morally ambigous and there are seveal differences).

 

Good chapter. I really think Officer Thompson should get a digimon (what kind of officer can live with himself knowing that he constantly has to send some kids to uphold the law? The guilt must be killing him, plus if he can't do his duty as a policemen then his job as one is pretty useless).

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

You're right, Thompson should have a Digimon. Hmmm, maybe a Deputymon, lol

[legendhiro]

lol. i was actually thinking the EXACT SAME THING.

 

i actually have a way to pull it off, if you don't mind me making a small addition to carmensita.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Nah, I really don't mind. Go nuts.