Some of you know that my onii-san (masterwannabe) previously posted a piece of Digimon fanfiction here, on SPP, and never finished it. Well, onii-sanis really busy with GATE and the Requiem Contest, so he asked me if he can give me the Digimon fanfic, so I can keep some structure to his original plot, while rewriting much of it, and finishing it.
I don't own Digimon, nor the plot of it, or the characters. I do however own the plot twists I have been brewing for the story. Yes, this is an continuation of Digimon Adventures Season 1/2.
So all who be Digimon Adventures Season 1/2 fans, or any digimon fans in general, come and read- and make sure I don't get sued by Bandai or Toei Animation.
Rating is PG-13 for language, violence and dramatic situations that may or may not crop up. Please comment for I want to know how I can improve this and such. I really value your oppinion, so please review~
Enjoy~
Chapter List
Arc I:
Prologue
Episode 01: Enter the Digital World!
ARC II
ARC III
Walk the Path of Light… Walk the Path of Darkness…
Five strange fingers form Fate’s hand,
Each one plays part at Fate’s command.
A clouded past, the answers it keeps,
Until its time each secret sleeps.
When pain is truth and truth is pain,
The Evil of The Past shall be freed again.
Five shall go but five shall not return,
Vain hope and pride in terror burn.
For as long as anyone can remember, there have always been two worlds on this planet… The normal world and the digital world… This digital world that co-exists with the ‘normal’ world is home to creatures called Digital monsters, or just Digimon for short. These Digimon ranged from small, young creatures to massive, powerful beasts. We are similar to them… Sometimes, the similarities are not that visible while at other times, it is glaringly obvious… They are still similar to us; we both have moral codes, intellectual thoughts and the power to think beyond the normal capacity… The only difference is that Digimon, possess fantastical, unreal, even deadly supernatural powers… Their powers range from the ability to levitate a small teaspoon to the power to cause a Hurricane, even to take lives in mass numbers with the simple flick of a finger. Creatures of greatness, of power, of destiny…
But there are three different affiliates for Digimon, the Vaccine, the Data and the Virus… Each with their good and bad… Digimon were separated into two sides, the ones of the Vaccine of the Light and the ones of the Virus of the Dark… They hate each other with their hearts, fear them, because they are just so alike… Nonetheless, even though their powers and abilities are great; they are still living beings, and speak in the languages used by humans… Young Digimon are capable of ‘Digivolving’ into higher forms. They are intelligent, and speak in a language understandable by most humans.
Not all Digimon are good… There are those who have fallen into the darkness, swallowed into a void of nightmares and chaos… No light shall ever shine into that void… They are simply heartless, the followers of the path of darkness… They hate those with purity, light and goodness radiating from their hearts; fear them, because once they were just like them…
Although some do good and right, others are corrupted into darkness; seduced by evil… They yearn for darkness, and let darkness engulf them…
Occasionally, the Digiworld is enwrapped in turmoil and jeopardy, and a group of chosen children called the DigiDestined are recalled to bring justice and light to stave the impending destruction and chaos. Seven years ago, the children of the eight crests saved both our world and the Digital from a faction of apocalyptic and twisted Digimon. Three years ago, children from all around the world, led by the chosen six, saved both worlds yet again from an old threat. After the destruction of an insurgent named MaloMyotismon, everything returned to normal, and the DigiDestined returned back home once more.
Every since then the Digital World and the Human World had been in tandem and harmony. Both worlds now knew of each other’s existence, and children all around the globe were partnered with a friendly Digimon. But this wasn’t to be.
Around five months ago, strange events started to occur all around the world. Digimon partnered to children were disappearing, and many of the international DigiDestined lost their Digivices. Communication between the two worlds started to become strained, and eventually, was severed. People reported computer files, ones involving Digimon in particular, becoming corrupted and disappearing from existence. Cell phones and satellite communication was dissolved due to viral framework errors, and eventually, all Digimon in our world had disappeared from our world.
As our world drew into chaos and confusion, one single event erased all our troubles. I remember it clearly.
Clouds had departed to allow moonbeams to scatter through the frigid night air. It was unnaturally quiet that night, as if sound itself was forcibly muffled and suffocated out. I was awake that night at that hour because my mother had incessantly refused me daily meals until I finished my extracurricular assignments. I had to be this perfect child for her, a porcelain doll that was nothing more than another trinket in her flawless collection, robotically programmed to excel in every activity. I was meant to be Little Miss Perfect.
But enough about me, back to the story. It was so cold that night, ever so cold. It felt like my blood was freezing, my heart had stopped pumping, and my brain had stopped functioning. To my surprise, the central heating was not working, as well as all other electronic devices in my whole apartment except the ones on my desk. I went to the balcony and checked outside. Amazingly, all of Odaiba was affected the same way: desolated, dark and deferred from functionality. I looked down and found that people everywhere had stopped moving, some even in mid motion. It was as if space had been rendered, and time itself stopped.
Then a single butterfly, one with iridescent wings aglow with all the sevens colors of the rainbow, fluttered across the night sky. I looked around to see four other kids around my age, all on their balconies and staring at the butterfly in awe.
Then it stopped, and everything changed.
It burst into fierce light that blinded me to look at, and I fainted, only remembering a warm fluttering yellow light shining in front of my eyes.
The next morning I woke to find all inclusions in my diaries mentioning Digimon or the Digital World in anyway altered and destroyed. Billboards and films depicting and involving Digimon had become nonexistent. My mother and my friends all forgot about Digimon and their memories involving the digital monsters had been replaced by new ones that didn’t. Even I started losing my memories involving Digimon and the Digital World, and eventually, all I remembered was that frigid night with the butterfly, and two vague memories. One of a great sea-serpent fighting a singled-horned beast with a shaggy white mane, and another of a giant parrot fighting a single orange dinosaur.
No one remembered Digimon or the DigiWorld. It was as if Digimon never existed…
That was two weeks ago.
Who am I? I am Ayumi Utagoe, and these are my friends.
We are the new generation of the DigiDestined and this is our story.
[The following is an excerpt from AncientWisemon's personal diary]
Those of the Vaccine and those of the Virus fight bitterly with one another. Some may say it is necessary, others say it is stupid and pointless. But soon, they will be forced to be reunited, for what the future holds for this planet is beyond my imagination- and my nightmares. The Reign of Devimon, The Legacy of the Dark Masters, The Return of Myotismon; all of those are horrible, terrible things that would happen. But what I have seen is more terrible than all three of these combined. Long ago, when the world was still young, an entity of pure evil emerged.
It had powers beyond people’s imaginations. It was almost invincible. Soon this evil spread destruction throughout the worlds like an epidemic and by darkness, consumed the hearts of people with malevolence and corrupted them. People were in despair; they did not know what to do. But the Seven Warriors of the Light, angelic Digimon who together wielded the power to shed light and banish the darkness, emerged. Each warrior had a virtue, a crest, which empowered them, and their crests were bound to their DigiCores. Although individually, the Seven were not powerful to destroy the Evil, together they joined in an overwhelming spectrum of light that was more powerful than any other Digimon in the history of the worlds.
The Seven fought in a climatic battle against the evil. The Warriors won but were only able to seal the evil away, for the cost of their lives.
The Seven then in their dying breath, transformed themselves into pure energy, were to be reborn, reincarnated, resurrected as another person, a human, different yet with the same soul, to save the world; when their digimon partner has reappeared.
While the souls of the Seven were to be reborn as humans, their DigiCores were reconfigured and reborn with their crests, their virtues, into seven sacred gems, gems that contained the power to drive back the darkness in the hands of their rightful owners.
The Evil then waited patiently for the right moment to strike. When it comes, people will die, women will scream, children will cry. It will summon a disease, more powerful and deadly than all the diseases the world has seen combined, to prepare its way; to ease things for itself. All hope will be lost but this prophesy is the answer, the only answer, to this evil:
Five strange fingers form Fate’s hand,
Each one plays part at Fate’s command.
A clouded past, the answers it keeps,
Until its time each secret sleeps.
When pain is truth and truth is pain,
The Evil of The Past shall be freed again.
Five shall go but five shall not return,
Vain hope and pride in terror burn.
To unravel this mystery, these five in the prophesy must travel into the Digital World, to the Ends of the World, to undo this evil but woe to these chosen five as troubled times lie ahead. The war may seem to be won but the real battle has just begun and the true evil was still waiting for the perfect chance to strike…
And those who face the wrath of the evil shall feel the indescribable pain and may the Gods have mercy on them for I, as a mortal soul, do not know for only God knows what will happen to them…
I don't own Digimon, nor the plot of it, or the characters. I do however own the plot twists I have been brewing for the story. Yes, this is an continuation of Digimon Adventures Season 1/2.
So all who be Digimon Adventures Season 1/2 fans, or any digimon fans in general, come and read- and make sure I don't get sued by Bandai or Toei Animation.
Rating is PG-13 for language, violence and dramatic situations that may or may not crop up. Please comment for I want to know how I can improve this and such. I really value your oppinion, so please review~
Enjoy~
Chapter List
Arc I:
Prologue
Episode 01: Enter the Digital World!
ARC II
ARC III
*
Digimon Adventure 03: REBOOT
Prologue
*
Walk the Path of Light… Walk the Path of Darkness…
Five strange fingers form Fate’s hand,
Each one plays part at Fate’s command.
A clouded past, the answers it keeps,
Until its time each secret sleeps.
When pain is truth and truth is pain,
The Evil of The Past shall be freed again.
Five shall go but five shall not return,
Vain hope and pride in terror burn.
*
For as long as anyone can remember, there have always been two worlds on this planet… The normal world and the digital world… This digital world that co-exists with the ‘normal’ world is home to creatures called Digital monsters, or just Digimon for short. These Digimon ranged from small, young creatures to massive, powerful beasts. We are similar to them… Sometimes, the similarities are not that visible while at other times, it is glaringly obvious… They are still similar to us; we both have moral codes, intellectual thoughts and the power to think beyond the normal capacity… The only difference is that Digimon, possess fantastical, unreal, even deadly supernatural powers… Their powers range from the ability to levitate a small teaspoon to the power to cause a Hurricane, even to take lives in mass numbers with the simple flick of a finger. Creatures of greatness, of power, of destiny…
But there are three different affiliates for Digimon, the Vaccine, the Data and the Virus… Each with their good and bad… Digimon were separated into two sides, the ones of the Vaccine of the Light and the ones of the Virus of the Dark… They hate each other with their hearts, fear them, because they are just so alike… Nonetheless, even though their powers and abilities are great; they are still living beings, and speak in the languages used by humans… Young Digimon are capable of ‘Digivolving’ into higher forms. They are intelligent, and speak in a language understandable by most humans.
Not all Digimon are good… There are those who have fallen into the darkness, swallowed into a void of nightmares and chaos… No light shall ever shine into that void… They are simply heartless, the followers of the path of darkness… They hate those with purity, light and goodness radiating from their hearts; fear them, because once they were just like them…
Although some do good and right, others are corrupted into darkness; seduced by evil… They yearn for darkness, and let darkness engulf them…
Occasionally, the Digiworld is enwrapped in turmoil and jeopardy, and a group of chosen children called the DigiDestined are recalled to bring justice and light to stave the impending destruction and chaos. Seven years ago, the children of the eight crests saved both our world and the Digital from a faction of apocalyptic and twisted Digimon. Three years ago, children from all around the world, led by the chosen six, saved both worlds yet again from an old threat. After the destruction of an insurgent named MaloMyotismon, everything returned to normal, and the DigiDestined returned back home once more.
Every since then the Digital World and the Human World had been in tandem and harmony. Both worlds now knew of each other’s existence, and children all around the globe were partnered with a friendly Digimon. But this wasn’t to be.
Around five months ago, strange events started to occur all around the world. Digimon partnered to children were disappearing, and many of the international DigiDestined lost their Digivices. Communication between the two worlds started to become strained, and eventually, was severed. People reported computer files, ones involving Digimon in particular, becoming corrupted and disappearing from existence. Cell phones and satellite communication was dissolved due to viral framework errors, and eventually, all Digimon in our world had disappeared from our world.
As our world drew into chaos and confusion, one single event erased all our troubles. I remember it clearly.
Clouds had departed to allow moonbeams to scatter through the frigid night air. It was unnaturally quiet that night, as if sound itself was forcibly muffled and suffocated out. I was awake that night at that hour because my mother had incessantly refused me daily meals until I finished my extracurricular assignments. I had to be this perfect child for her, a porcelain doll that was nothing more than another trinket in her flawless collection, robotically programmed to excel in every activity. I was meant to be Little Miss Perfect.
But enough about me, back to the story. It was so cold that night, ever so cold. It felt like my blood was freezing, my heart had stopped pumping, and my brain had stopped functioning. To my surprise, the central heating was not working, as well as all other electronic devices in my whole apartment except the ones on my desk. I went to the balcony and checked outside. Amazingly, all of Odaiba was affected the same way: desolated, dark and deferred from functionality. I looked down and found that people everywhere had stopped moving, some even in mid motion. It was as if space had been rendered, and time itself stopped.
Then a single butterfly, one with iridescent wings aglow with all the sevens colors of the rainbow, fluttered across the night sky. I looked around to see four other kids around my age, all on their balconies and staring at the butterfly in awe.
Then it stopped, and everything changed.
It burst into fierce light that blinded me to look at, and I fainted, only remembering a warm fluttering yellow light shining in front of my eyes.
The next morning I woke to find all inclusions in my diaries mentioning Digimon or the Digital World in anyway altered and destroyed. Billboards and films depicting and involving Digimon had become nonexistent. My mother and my friends all forgot about Digimon and their memories involving the digital monsters had been replaced by new ones that didn’t. Even I started losing my memories involving Digimon and the Digital World, and eventually, all I remembered was that frigid night with the butterfly, and two vague memories. One of a great sea-serpent fighting a singled-horned beast with a shaggy white mane, and another of a giant parrot fighting a single orange dinosaur.
No one remembered Digimon or the DigiWorld. It was as if Digimon never existed…
That was two weeks ago.
Who am I? I am Ayumi Utagoe, and these are my friends.
We are the new generation of the DigiDestined and this is our story.
* * * * * *
[The following is an excerpt from AncientWisemon's personal diary]
Those of the Vaccine and those of the Virus fight bitterly with one another. Some may say it is necessary, others say it is stupid and pointless. But soon, they will be forced to be reunited, for what the future holds for this planet is beyond my imagination- and my nightmares. The Reign of Devimon, The Legacy of the Dark Masters, The Return of Myotismon; all of those are horrible, terrible things that would happen. But what I have seen is more terrible than all three of these combined. Long ago, when the world was still young, an entity of pure evil emerged.
It had powers beyond people’s imaginations. It was almost invincible. Soon this evil spread destruction throughout the worlds like an epidemic and by darkness, consumed the hearts of people with malevolence and corrupted them. People were in despair; they did not know what to do. But the Seven Warriors of the Light, angelic Digimon who together wielded the power to shed light and banish the darkness, emerged. Each warrior had a virtue, a crest, which empowered them, and their crests were bound to their DigiCores. Although individually, the Seven were not powerful to destroy the Evil, together they joined in an overwhelming spectrum of light that was more powerful than any other Digimon in the history of the worlds.
The Seven fought in a climatic battle against the evil. The Warriors won but were only able to seal the evil away, for the cost of their lives.
The Seven then in their dying breath, transformed themselves into pure energy, were to be reborn, reincarnated, resurrected as another person, a human, different yet with the same soul, to save the world; when their digimon partner has reappeared.
While the souls of the Seven were to be reborn as humans, their DigiCores were reconfigured and reborn with their crests, their virtues, into seven sacred gems, gems that contained the power to drive back the darkness in the hands of their rightful owners.
The Evil then waited patiently for the right moment to strike. When it comes, people will die, women will scream, children will cry. It will summon a disease, more powerful and deadly than all the diseases the world has seen combined, to prepare its way; to ease things for itself. All hope will be lost but this prophesy is the answer, the only answer, to this evil:
Five strange fingers form Fate’s hand,
Each one plays part at Fate’s command.
A clouded past, the answers it keeps,
Until its time each secret sleeps.
When pain is truth and truth is pain,
The Evil of The Past shall be freed again.
Five shall go but five shall not return,
Vain hope and pride in terror burn.
To unravel this mystery, these five in the prophesy must travel into the Digital World, to the Ends of the World, to undo this evil but woe to these chosen five as troubled times lie ahead. The war may seem to be won but the real battle has just begun and the true evil was still waiting for the perfect chance to strike…
And those who face the wrath of the evil shall feel the indescribable pain and may the Gods have mercy on them for I, as a mortal soul, do not know for only God knows what will happen to them…
* * * * * *
They are the chosen. Chosen from a group of young ones. Chosen based on their traits and characteristics.
It is unknown who chose these children. Children of light, children of destiny.
When the time comes, they will be called upon to save those who selected them.
Welcome to the Digital World, DigiDestined.
It is unknown who chose these children. Children of light, children of destiny.
When the time comes, they will be called upon to save those who selected them.
Welcome to the Digital World, DigiDestined.
*
End of Prologue
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