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Digimon re:GENESIS: Epilogue
"Hey!" a pair of voices called out.
Simon looked up from his phone, and a lopsided grin fell onto his face. A lone hand was waving up, its owner jumping to try and be seen better; more than a few people turned up their nose as a pair of young hooligans were trying to force their way through the crowds gathered in the city plaza.
Faris dragged Julian by the wrist until they broke through the wall of people.
"What took you guys so long?" Emily asked, brushing her hair out of her eyes and beaming brightly.
"The public transportation system has proved to be less than reliable," Julian said dryly. The two brothers were the last to get there; Luke, Andrea, and Toby were all seated on the fountain basin, while Simon and Emily were both standing up, possibly to look for their only missing comrades.
"Tell me about it," Luke said, rolling his eyes.
It had been a year to the day. A year since they had said goodbye. A year since they had been in the same place together.
It had taken some serious f
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"We did it," Simon said, and he sound dazed-- like he didn't believe it, himself.
"Yeah. We did," Egakumon said, looking up at his partner and smiling; Simon smiled back. Each human knelt to the level of their partners. Some were more visibly overwhelmed than others; Emily and Kamomon had tears in their eyes, while Julian and Iguamon merely shared rare smiles, (and they most definitely did not, in any way, have misty eyes at all).
But before they had a chance to really settle into this, come to terms with it, a familiar voice rang in their heads. It caused them all to jump-- both because it was, by its necessity, very loud and thought-dominating, and also because it was unexpected. (Why, it hadn't even been a day-- from their perspective, at least -- since they had last heard it; why did it seem so nostalgic?)
You have come far, Warriors.
The voice of the Sovereign of the Center was not softer than before, not at all; but it was... gentler. There was an undeniable
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"No!" Kisekimon snapped, moving to follow Era, but ImperialBaghamon was quick to grab hold of the samurai's wrist to hold him back-- even though it took two of his hands, for the force with which Kisekimon lunged forward.
"Don't be stupid," ImperialBaghamon growled low, but his eyes were fixed on the ethereal new form that Genesimon had taken.
When they had destroyed three of Genesimon's cores, the remaining data -- now loosed from the containment of the cores, but still bound intrinsically to Genesimon itself, as it still had a core to bind to --, it had been like all of the data and information and power in its tremendous body had collapsed into the one remaining core, like a white dwarf star. The result of this floated before them, sucking in data from what few streams remained encircling the core of Yggdrasil.
In other words, the warriors were getting the distinct impression that however impressive their progress was, they had accidentally made everything worse
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Genesimon, before them, was absolutely still. It rose to its full height, the four tendrils on its back moving slow and smooth as though they were wings in slow motion; but it did not move.
That was the most disconcerting thing of all.
"You're not going to win, you know," Era said quietly. Slowly, cautiously, the group turned to look upon him; he was calmly adjusting his glasses, a nasty but understated smile on his face. "It's finally perfect. Everything is perfect, except for... you. There was a... blip in the plans. You're certainly good at that, though, aren't you?"
Fourteen pairs of eyes were glaring daggers at him. In return, he was looking not at them, but in their general direction; his eyes were focused beyond them.
He knew they would not attack him, because whether they knew why or not, the group just knew that if they tried anything, they would have a several-hundred-foot-tall abomination to answer to. If he wanted to talk, let him talk-- it gave them a chance to think
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The sky was pockmarked by stars, pinpricks of light that began to fade as the sky around them began to lighten. A nearly-full moon was just about to pass below the horizon, as though it were running from the very first rays of the pre-sunrise twilight. Fading from inky black to a pale, clear blue without a cloud in sight, the sky began to lighten.
It was early; a clear summer morning was upon the city. The night owls were retreating, but the early birds had not yet showed their faces; and while it was not truly silent, it was as quiet as it ever got.
This was no comfort to those who could not see it clearly.
In the calm of the night, the children and digimon were anything but calm themselves. Most of the night sky was lost to them, hidden behind an obscuring haze.
"Why," Andrea whispered, before growling and driving her fist into the ground below them, her knuckles bloodying at the contact. She did not care that every inch of her body still burned with pain; her emotion was too much fo
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Around the trunk of Yggdrasil slept Huanglongmon, the great dragon of the center. Even Azulongmon's size would pale in comparison; it was absolutely unthinkable in size-- fitting, of course, for the creature that encircled Yggdrasil itself. Every inch of its titanic body was plated in gold-coloured ore. Twelve identical red cores sat alongside the spikes running down its spine, and eight red eyes -- two aligned lengthwise on its forehead, and three on either side of its head proper -- stayed tightly shut.
Or, well, they had stayed tightly shut for quite some time. Funnily enough, having the barrier hiding the core of the digital world broken apart was a big deal, and might wake up the primary guardian of said core.
The final sovereign's eyes snapped open, searing red. It let loose a roar, rumbling from deep down in its throat.
The dragon's roar was not only heard on the other side of the rift; it was felt. It shook every molecule of air, a tremor that shot strai
Digimon re:GEN Ep. 46
The group spent three solid days on the move.
They spent much of the first two days merely trekking across the Barren Lands-- they forced their way through, even when the winds acted up and digimon attacked. They sped up their time by piling onto BurningBaghamon, HebiDramon, Nimbimon, and in Julian's case Velocimon's, backs. This had a notable secondary reason, as well: even when they had tried to stay hidden, it seemed like the wild digimon were a bit more pro-active. Even if the party tried to stay out of trouble, it found them, and seemed intent on trying to impale them, pummel them, liquify them with acid, or something equally unpleasant; having more of the digimon in a battle-ready state helped them save time and unnecessary wear-and-tear.
(They would have employed Rocmon, or even Ospreymon, but the bird was quick to remind them that the chances of the wind sending them awry were fairly close to one. Considering that their idea of where to go was vague at best, this
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By the light of the crystal in front of them, seven pairs of feet made careful -- but quick -- work of crossing the chasm, hopping from floating stone to floating stone. It wasn't terribly difficult, as in no place were the stones too small nor too far-flung; indeed, it seemed the bridge had been broken quite recently, and the parts had not yet had time to disperse. Seven pairs of arms held little digimon, save for Luke; Plumon was settled around his shoulders, and in his arms was instead the digitama of Javermon.
(He couldn't quite explain why he was carrying it; he doubted he would be able to deliver it to Deekamon, even if their ally was still around to have the egg delivered to him. Still... he felt bad leaving an egg, even a Reaper's egg, sitting on the cusp of the abyss.)
up the steps.
One by one, the other kids followed suit and followed the goggle-boy up. They hesitated before actually goin
It was a relatively short jaunt, but it was hard to shake the discomfort of essentially
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Javermon's attack, while spirited, was perhaps overenthusiastic, and only the tip of his light-cloaked claws managed to hit anyone.
To the surprise of a resounding nobody, it was Egakumon they hit, who threw himself forward the moment he realized the dog was going to attack. It was only dumb luck and timing that kept the rabbit from taking the brunt of the attack. He was tossed backwards; Simon was quick to catch him, almost stumbling backwards over the buried cliff-tip in the process. It was perhaps a ten-foot drop to level ground-- and more than enough digimon raring for a fight on the flat ground below.
This wasn't something they accounted for, exactly, but they had enough to go off of.
Toby was the first to act, his D-GEAR igniting in white light that engulfed both him and his sheep partner.
"Lammon, genesis digivolve to..." and the light of the digivolution made Javermon snarl and recoil, covering his eyes, "MagnaAriamon!"
Javermon growled, raising his hand back once
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"Needle Cannon!" HebiDramon cried, rearing down and digging her claws into the sand, as the hairs on her back stiffened, before being shot out rapid-fire. They were aimed at a digimon the group was currently found themselves wrapped up in fighting-- a tremendous skeletal scorpion, by the does-just-what-it-says-on-the-tin name of SkullScorpiomon.
The kids (and non-combatant digimon) were staying back, huddled down in a rock alcove, to avoid being shuffled or swept away; they were against what seemed like the tip of a mostly-buried cliff, dotted with little alcoves and caves and other such nooks and crannies.
Despite the lack of flesh on SkullScorpiomon for the dragon's needle-like hairs to sink into, they quickly dissolved into paradoxically black light that was absorbed into the skeleton's bones.
The beast let loose a roar and swung out with its massive blade-tipped tail. "Poison Pierce!" it rasped, but its movements were slowed and dulled by the dark energy from the snak
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As the kids ran for it -- away from the mountains they had come from, to whatever lay on the other side of the city -- they were in a trance. It was painfully early in the morning, and they were running on so very little fuel, but they couldn't stop.
And they couldn't stop thinking: what was happening to their friends? If they failed, then the ground beneath their feet would begin to shake, if Baihumon was taken by the final Reaper. But... how were Deekamon and his friends faring? There were three of them versus one of him, but... they seemed worried. What was going to happen?
"I can't," Andrea groaned after a while, holding her side, "go any futher."
The others had a hard time disagreeing; the digimon, wherever they were hitching a ride on their human partners, were all either half-asleep or full-on dozing. They weren't to the border of the city yet, not even close, but it was too late, too much, they were too tired to go on. They found an alleyway, a dead-end, but as sheltered
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Many years ago, far before this story of the seven Virtue Warriors of the Digital World took place -- before, in fact, these children were even born-- there was a boy in the real world, as there are many. He was by most means an entirely average boy, going by the name of Joshua Amsel. By no means was Joshua a popular child; he simply did not get along with others of his own age. When he attempted to, they would taunt and tease him mercilessly; he was, by all definitions, a nerd. He forewent friends for his computer, for video games, for himself.
And so what happened next seemed only natural. When he was around the age of thirteen, he was -- as he ever was -- tapping away at his computer.
"And... there," he mumbled, pressing down the 'enter' key on the computer before him. He had lost himself in the program he was tapping out. If video games, even rudimentary ones, could create some form of artificial intelligence, so could he. If he was allowing himself to feel a bit full of himself, h
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You realize that what you ask of us is all but unthinkable on a generous day-- it is heresy, on a worse one.
"Yeah, but I think with the circumstances as they are, I think I can be excused in asking for it?"
Hmm. Then so be it. You ask that your... comrades be granted power this once; it shall be so. The data will be granted to your former allies, made allies once more. Know that it is granted you only because it is too late in the game for us to take any further risks, and because we have placed our trust in you above all else. Use it well.
Mind this: it is meant only to aid and protect our chosen warriors; use it for no other purpose, or it will be stripped of both of them-- and likely your own, as well, as recompense.
"Aye-aye, captain stripey. You've got my word. All of our words."
Were you any other digimon, I would strike you down for referring to me as such.
It was in the afternoon; the kids were continuing their trek down the mounta
Digimon re:GEN Ep. 39
It had been a good day's worth of wandering since the fight with Plesiomon, and the group had managed to make their way further into the cave in (ultimately vain) hopes of making any progress in getting out. They had, however, made impressive progress on aimlessly moving in a given direction. At present, they were standing at a fork of sorts, two vast paths leading in two opposing directions. Their surroundings had changed, yes, but to the untrained eye (read: all of their eyes), it looked almost the same; it was a bunch of glowing rocks, a bunch of non-glowing rocks, and a bunch of water.
And a bunch of digimon making attempts on their lives, which was more-of-the-same, but in another way.
They watched as a large digimon, made of stone -- the D-GEARs had said it was called a Golemon -- scurried off down a sloping path towards the water, nursing whatever wounds a creature made entirely of rock could be said to have.
"What I wish we could get a better understanding of," Ju
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The sun was risen by now, drifting ever-higher in the sky; Luke and Sampamon still sat awake. The boy had his knees pulled to his chest, with Sampamon lazily coiled on the ground beside him.
Luke almost leapt out of his skin, and quite literally did jump about a half foot in the air from his sitting position when he felt a furry weight on his back. The weight vacated before the boy undignifiedly fell backwards.
Sampamon turned her head immediately. The feathers on her head flattened back like a cat's ears, a low hiss escpaing her-- only for a moment though, for standing behind them was the familiar form of Deekamon, his arms folded and glowing yellow eyes crinkled with mirth. "Glad we caught you," Deekamon said as if Luke hadn't just been given the biggest jump of his life.
Standing right behind Luke was a digimon, roughly the same size as the other child-levels; a pale-blue monkey with snow-white skin on his face and feet. His ears were big and round; his eyes were similar, a clear cr
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Even as the ground shook beneath them, the ragtag troupe of children and digimon couldn't afford to lose any ground; the group ran forward, the stampede of feet pounding a cadence against the crumbling concrete. Kisekimon and ImperialBaghamon led the charge, completely unsurprisingly, though they had to slow themselves to avoid leaving their teammates in the dust.
After a great deal of moving -- and with no sign of the Reapers -- they were reaching the other side of the city, the buildings thinning out and the street vanishing once again into crumbling ground. They had a clearer view of the great volcano, though there was still a small ridge of mountains between there and where the group was at present.
The sun was starting to hide behind the far side of the crater; the shaking had died down somewhat, but the volcano kept up its eruption, and was joined by smaller ones here and there; more than once they had to alter their course to avoid running into fresh streams of lava.
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The group's plans for resting at the foot of the mountain were abandoned, unsurprisingly, the second Simon's presence there was made clear. This was only accellerated once Simon revealed his knowledge that the trio led by Javermon were beyond even the slightest shadow of doubt headed up into them, and thus to wherever it was that lay beyond the proxy area.
Very shortly after the group was once more fully-formed, then, they began the trek up the craggy path between the peaks. The further they went ahead and up, the lighter it got, despite the relatively shallow incline of the path.
To be quite frank, it took some adjusting-- and a bit of pain, as their pupils had expanded so drastically from spending those several days at night-time levels of illumination.
"It buuuurns!" wailed Efudemon (who had woken up some time ago -- roughly around the time that Simon jumped off of the rock shelf and accidentally dropped him), clapping his claws over his face.
"Stealing my line, yeom,"
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Simon's leg of the story is not here started at the beginning; rather, it starts on the second day; while Luke met Ichimon, while Andrea and Emily awoke from their illusions, while Julian, Faris, and Toby fought SkullSatamon... Simon and Egakumon were asleep.
And for some time after-- well into what might have been afternoon, had they any light to tell by.
That afternoon, Simon and Egakumon, like their friends, awoke to look up at the same dark, inky sky that their friends had seen both yesterday and today.
"This place is weird," Egakumon said as he awoke, stretching his arms out. He and Simon were nestled in the branches of a large tree, but their safety precaution had been for nothing.
"How do you mean?" Simon said, turning his head to look over at his rabbit companion.
"I mean," Egakumon paused, putting a claw to his face in thought. "It's too quiet. I mean I'm not, like, annoyed that no digimon is making attempts on our lives, you know?"
Simon paused and nodded, putting his
Digimon re:GEN Ep. 34
By now, it would be redundant to remark upon the darkness of the sky when Faris cracked his eyes open, and that he found himself peering up at a foggy, dim sky. However, this was indeed the sight that he awoke to find.
Well, that, and a big dolphin nose that obscured half of his vision, with big purple eyes settled behind the shnozz, peering down at him.
"Good morning, yeom!"
"Oh god, get off me, you weigh a ton!" Faris exclaimed, shoving Delfinimon off his chest. The dolphin tumbled off and onto the dark, loamy soil in the least dignified manner possible.
A quick look around revealed... a forest. With extremely poor lighting. He was in the thick of it, though the brush and debris on a small portion of the ground had apparently been cleared away.
"You're awake?" Toby's voice said from a few feet away, where he was seated on a fallen log. Lammon was seated alongside him, at his feet.
"Something like that," Faris replied with a nod, rubbing his head as he sat up. "What's go
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When Emily awoke, she found herself staring at not a dark sky, but a dark ceiling. She cracked one eye open, then rubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand. Kamomon stirred to wakefulness at the same time as she; not five feet away, Andrea and Rajamon were waking up as well. They seemed to be the only ones there, if this room was any indication.
"Good morning," Emily mumbled, a bit sarcastically, looking out a dirty window close by. Outside, it was dark -- though they had no way of knowing so, it was the same cloudy, dim sky that Luke (and, in fact, the other members of their team) were waking up to see at just about the same time. She frowned a bit, the corner of her mouth tugging down.
"I'm taking it that you just woke up, too?" Andrea said, taking her chance to look around the room. It was dark; one got the impression that even if one brought in flood lights, it would absorb the light into the walls and the wooden floors, and insistently stay dark. The room was empty as far as fu
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Everything was a good deal darker than it should have been, even when Luke opened his eyes. He was looking up into a night sky mottled with clouds. A large moon shone through the cloud cover, a pinkish-orange colour; dark, spindly trees framed the view of the sky.
They were definitely back in the Digital World.
Sampamon was -- aside from being, indeed, Sampamon, thus being once more at child level -- draped across his midsection, looking around. Luke pushed himself up to a sitting position, placing a hand on the snake's forehead.
"You okay?" were the first words he said; she turned her head and nodded, closing her eyes with a faint smile.
"And you are, as well?"
"Not dead yet," he surmised, shrugging, and he breathed out heavily.
"Ever the optimist," Sampamon said, smiling faintly.
Luke scanned his surroundings as best he could. It was... dark. That was about the size of it. They appeared to be alone-- somehow, he couldn't bring himself to be surprised by this fact. The last thing he c
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"How long do we have, sir?" Javermon asked, standing by his lord's side, barely flicking his eyes to look at Era.
"Does it matter?" the human replied, quietly. "It won't be long enough unless you get working."
"This would be so much easier if you'd just let us kill them, si--" and in the middle of his word, Javermon let out a harsh bark, being suddenly thrown on his back by an invisible force.
Era curled his lip; a faint glow faded from the hand he had waved to incur the action. "Don't even entertain the thought. If they die, everything I've worked for is undermined-- do you want that on your head, you snivelling moron?"
As if to punctuate his point, from the tips of Javermon's toes and the tips of his fingers, he began to glow like a defeated digimon. The canine let out something between a snarl and a whimper, shaking his head.
Era's eyes narrowed behind his glasses, and the glow faded from the dog's body. "I gave you useless packets of data the power you have. I can
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"I can't be the only one who's sick of all this cryptic crap, am I?" Julian said in low tones to Faris, as the group sat on Garudamon's hands for the descent. It was still a ways down to ground, but even being able to see the falling island, sinking ever closer to the earth... they wanted to be far away, and so Garudamon was taking care to put distance between them and it. The sun was sinking down behind them along with the island, the sky a flurry of pink and orange, and the multiple moons were starting to rise.
"How do you mean, broski?" Faris asked, putting a hand on Delfinimon's head next to him. Iguamon, on the other side of Julian, inclined his head to show he was listening.
"Nobody's telling us anything," Julian replied, frowning. "I'm getting a bit sick of just running wherever Deekamon tells us to, in hopes that something happens. The Sovereign guy just basically told us we'd know what to do. Deekamon never explains a freakin' thing. Era's lackeys are delighting
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At the bottom of the stairs...
Things were a lot worse than they looked like from above. Carts were overturned and crushed; some of the solid stone buildings looked as though something very large and heavy had hit them and caused parts to crumble. Digimon had cleared out of the main street, making the seven kids and their partners standing almost alone in the dust at the bottom.
Almost was the key word, because there was a key figure that needed to be included. ... but... it seemed smaller than the shape they had seen from above. Vastly so. Hadn't what they seen tearing up the town -- so to speak -- been... a lot bigger?
That is not to say it was unimposing.
Standing a good eight feet tall, twenty feet away, was a humanoid digimon. Its face was half-covered by a metal mask that gave the appearance of a dog's muzzle, while large pointed ears and a shaggy mane of dark steel-blue hair completed the ensemble. Most of its body was covered in fine steel-blue fur, with lighter p