Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do NOT own Digimon.
Author's Note 1: This story came from a dark, dark place. I was sitting alone in my cracker box of a room one Friday evening when I realized I was a 21-year old pharmacy student listening to Digirap and taking way too much pleasure in the Jello-like noises my gel air freshener could make. The self-loathing that ensued resulted in this. :o) You've been warned.
Author's Note 2: If you are Lu-chan (and you know who you are!) you also know you are not suppose to be reading this. So get out! Now! Don't even think about it because I will find you out.
Author's Note 3: The rating is for later chapters so.you're pretty safe with this one.
Toys
Part One :: Perusal
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The Kaiser was bored, a dangerous thing to be sure. From where he sat on his throne he could watch any portion of the digi-world he chose. Unfortunately for the inhabitants of said world, nothing much was happening. It was the first Saturday in a very long line of Saturday's that the banes of his existence, the so-called Digi-destined, had failed to make an appearance.
Not that he should really mind. Any sign that those foolish children were giving up would be a welcome occurrence. Well, it should, anyway.
A slight scraping at his feet drew the Kaiser's attention from his unsettling thoughts. His lip gave an involuntary curl as he spied the green, worm-like digimon cowering under his chair.
"You called Master," the Digimon seemed to state more than ask. The Kaiser kicked at him in an attempt to force him further out from under the throne and lower the Kaiser's risk of falling off said throne in an attempt to glower at said digimon. The digimon obliged the tactic request, scuttling a few feet forward and turned facing him, still waiting for the reason he had been summoned. The Kaiser sat back into his throne with a sigh. Somehow this seemed to depress him further. He had meant to tell Wormmon to set up some form of entertainment but now the idea sounded foolish. Wormmon let out his own, much quieter sigh. Pensive was not his favorite Kaiser mood.
Some time later, the Kaiser was at his computer working on another program when he was suddenly hit with an idea. Perhaps his problem was that he needed a new project to fill his mind. Something that could fill the hours in between taking a new bit of territory and fighting of the infernal digi- destined. And if his new project were able to help with such conquests, then all the better. The Kaiser frowned as new ideas began popping into his head. Pulling up a new sheet on the computer's screen, he began to type furiously.
A small light started flashing in the corner of his screen. He immediately turned from his work to the larger screens on the wall and after typing in a few coordinates he had a crystal clear image of the younger digi-destined and their digimon heading off to no doubt cause him some more trouble. Hmm, the Kaiser sat thoughtfully, that was what he needed. His own digi- world chia pet, to grow and raise and mold into the perfect toy. Perhaps this place wasn't so dull after all.
The Kaiser watched the digi-destined the rest of the day, forgetting his other projects. He did not even seem especially worried when they began knocking down control spires. This bothered Wormmon greatly. It was unlike his Master to take such interference so lightly, but when he had tried to question it, his only answer was a kick. Finally, the Kaiser seemed to break from his trance.
"That is the one I want." Wormmon was unsure what he meant.
"Is there something you need?" he asked quietly from his dark corner. His efforts only got him a bitter snort. The Kaiser had moved closer to one of the large screens which now held the image of only one digi-destined. Wormmon watched as the soundless words came tumbling out of the boy's mouth. The boy was obviously upset about something and judging by the way the Kaiser was regarding him, Wormmon feared he had all too good of a cause.
"Yes. That's the one," the Kaiser said once more, tapping the screen with his finger as if to physically pinpoint the cinnamon haired youth. Wormmon just scuttled further into his corner.
For two weeks, the Kaiser watched the children and the boy he had chosen for the perfect opportunity to separate them. So far, nothing had presented itself, but today was turning out to be different. There was obviously a great deal of strife among the band of children, though why, the Kaiser could not determine. Nevertheless, the cinnamon haired boy seemed to be taking the brunt of the trouble and getting very fed up about it.
"Daisuke," the Kaiser said softly, having learned the boy's name at a recent soccer match. He watched as Daisuke threw his hands up in the air in yet another fit of expressive gestures. This looked promising. Then, almost as if he had been willed by the Kaiser, which the Kaiser rather believed he had, the boy turned and stormed off in a direction opposite of his friends.
The Kaiser gave a sinister smile. Fate was practically giving him his new prized possession. Calling the Airdramon, he stormed out of the throne room. In his corner, Wormmon just let his body droop further.
The Kaiser caught up with his new toy not much later. Daisuke had settled himself under a tree and was so busy justifying his anger to himself that he failed to notice that he was no longer alone.
"My worthy adversary," said a low voice from behind him. Daisuke immediately jumped up and spun around.
"Ken," he countered, already reaching for his digivice. The Kaiser stopped moving forward for a moment, seeming to take a deep breath; his eyes flickering shut in agitation.
"I've told you not to call me that." It sounded more like growl then actual spoken words. Suddenly, Daisuke's attention was jerked away from the Kaiser as Veemon cried out. He was being held firmly in place by some giant vegimon. Daisuke spun back around to the Kaiser.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Ichijouji!" The Kaiser grabbed Daisuke by the arm, wrenching it around behind him.
"I'm getting myself a new toy," he whispered, his breath hot on Daisuke's ear. "Now you have a choice to make. Either you come along like a good little boy and I let your digimon live, or you can fight this, futile as that may be, and I'll just kill him." Daisuke gave an involuntary shudder but slowly began to nod his head.
"Ok. Ok, I'll do what you say, but stop hurting Veemon," he quickly added as Veemon gave another pained squeak. The Kaiser gave a noncommittal mmmm, but nodded to the vegimon to release its death grip somewhat. He pulled Daisuke's other arm behind his back and bound the two tightly together before dragging him over to the waiting Airdramon.
"Kill it," he called over his shoulder to the vegimon.
"No!" came Daisuke's horrified response. The Kaiser looked from Daisuke to the little blue digimon and then back to Daisuke. He gave and exaggerated sigh at the brown eyes pleading for him to release the digimon.
"Oh, alright then. Cage it," the Kaiser ordered. Daisuke let out his pent up breath in a whoosh and allowed himself to be brought the rest of the way to the waiting Airdramon. Daisuke's self satisfied look caused the Kaiser to raise an eyebrow.
"You should have just let me kill him," he intoned. And with that the Kaiser clocked him over the head something heavy and club-like causing Daisuke to crumple to the ground.
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tbc
Continue? Yes? No? Any suggestions?
Please Review!
Author's Note 1: This story came from a dark, dark place. I was sitting alone in my cracker box of a room one Friday evening when I realized I was a 21-year old pharmacy student listening to Digirap and taking way too much pleasure in the Jello-like noises my gel air freshener could make. The self-loathing that ensued resulted in this. :o) You've been warned.
Author's Note 2: If you are Lu-chan (and you know who you are!) you also know you are not suppose to be reading this. So get out! Now! Don't even think about it because I will find you out.
Author's Note 3: The rating is for later chapters so.you're pretty safe with this one.
Toys
Part One :: Perusal
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Kaiser was bored, a dangerous thing to be sure. From where he sat on his throne he could watch any portion of the digi-world he chose. Unfortunately for the inhabitants of said world, nothing much was happening. It was the first Saturday in a very long line of Saturday's that the banes of his existence, the so-called Digi-destined, had failed to make an appearance.
Not that he should really mind. Any sign that those foolish children were giving up would be a welcome occurrence. Well, it should, anyway.
A slight scraping at his feet drew the Kaiser's attention from his unsettling thoughts. His lip gave an involuntary curl as he spied the green, worm-like digimon cowering under his chair.
"You called Master," the Digimon seemed to state more than ask. The Kaiser kicked at him in an attempt to force him further out from under the throne and lower the Kaiser's risk of falling off said throne in an attempt to glower at said digimon. The digimon obliged the tactic request, scuttling a few feet forward and turned facing him, still waiting for the reason he had been summoned. The Kaiser sat back into his throne with a sigh. Somehow this seemed to depress him further. He had meant to tell Wormmon to set up some form of entertainment but now the idea sounded foolish. Wormmon let out his own, much quieter sigh. Pensive was not his favorite Kaiser mood.
Some time later, the Kaiser was at his computer working on another program when he was suddenly hit with an idea. Perhaps his problem was that he needed a new project to fill his mind. Something that could fill the hours in between taking a new bit of territory and fighting of the infernal digi- destined. And if his new project were able to help with such conquests, then all the better. The Kaiser frowned as new ideas began popping into his head. Pulling up a new sheet on the computer's screen, he began to type furiously.
A small light started flashing in the corner of his screen. He immediately turned from his work to the larger screens on the wall and after typing in a few coordinates he had a crystal clear image of the younger digi-destined and their digimon heading off to no doubt cause him some more trouble. Hmm, the Kaiser sat thoughtfully, that was what he needed. His own digi- world chia pet, to grow and raise and mold into the perfect toy. Perhaps this place wasn't so dull after all.
The Kaiser watched the digi-destined the rest of the day, forgetting his other projects. He did not even seem especially worried when they began knocking down control spires. This bothered Wormmon greatly. It was unlike his Master to take such interference so lightly, but when he had tried to question it, his only answer was a kick. Finally, the Kaiser seemed to break from his trance.
"That is the one I want." Wormmon was unsure what he meant.
"Is there something you need?" he asked quietly from his dark corner. His efforts only got him a bitter snort. The Kaiser had moved closer to one of the large screens which now held the image of only one digi-destined. Wormmon watched as the soundless words came tumbling out of the boy's mouth. The boy was obviously upset about something and judging by the way the Kaiser was regarding him, Wormmon feared he had all too good of a cause.
"Yes. That's the one," the Kaiser said once more, tapping the screen with his finger as if to physically pinpoint the cinnamon haired youth. Wormmon just scuttled further into his corner.
For two weeks, the Kaiser watched the children and the boy he had chosen for the perfect opportunity to separate them. So far, nothing had presented itself, but today was turning out to be different. There was obviously a great deal of strife among the band of children, though why, the Kaiser could not determine. Nevertheless, the cinnamon haired boy seemed to be taking the brunt of the trouble and getting very fed up about it.
"Daisuke," the Kaiser said softly, having learned the boy's name at a recent soccer match. He watched as Daisuke threw his hands up in the air in yet another fit of expressive gestures. This looked promising. Then, almost as if he had been willed by the Kaiser, which the Kaiser rather believed he had, the boy turned and stormed off in a direction opposite of his friends.
The Kaiser gave a sinister smile. Fate was practically giving him his new prized possession. Calling the Airdramon, he stormed out of the throne room. In his corner, Wormmon just let his body droop further.
The Kaiser caught up with his new toy not much later. Daisuke had settled himself under a tree and was so busy justifying his anger to himself that he failed to notice that he was no longer alone.
"My worthy adversary," said a low voice from behind him. Daisuke immediately jumped up and spun around.
"Ken," he countered, already reaching for his digivice. The Kaiser stopped moving forward for a moment, seeming to take a deep breath; his eyes flickering shut in agitation.
"I've told you not to call me that." It sounded more like growl then actual spoken words. Suddenly, Daisuke's attention was jerked away from the Kaiser as Veemon cried out. He was being held firmly in place by some giant vegimon. Daisuke spun back around to the Kaiser.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Ichijouji!" The Kaiser grabbed Daisuke by the arm, wrenching it around behind him.
"I'm getting myself a new toy," he whispered, his breath hot on Daisuke's ear. "Now you have a choice to make. Either you come along like a good little boy and I let your digimon live, or you can fight this, futile as that may be, and I'll just kill him." Daisuke gave an involuntary shudder but slowly began to nod his head.
"Ok. Ok, I'll do what you say, but stop hurting Veemon," he quickly added as Veemon gave another pained squeak. The Kaiser gave a noncommittal mmmm, but nodded to the vegimon to release its death grip somewhat. He pulled Daisuke's other arm behind his back and bound the two tightly together before dragging him over to the waiting Airdramon.
"Kill it," he called over his shoulder to the vegimon.
"No!" came Daisuke's horrified response. The Kaiser looked from Daisuke to the little blue digimon and then back to Daisuke. He gave and exaggerated sigh at the brown eyes pleading for him to release the digimon.
"Oh, alright then. Cage it," the Kaiser ordered. Daisuke let out his pent up breath in a whoosh and allowed himself to be brought the rest of the way to the waiting Airdramon. Daisuke's self satisfied look caused the Kaiser to raise an eyebrow.
"You should have just let me kill him," he intoned. And with that the Kaiser clocked him over the head something heavy and club-like causing Daisuke to crumple to the ground.
~~~~~
tbc
Continue? Yes? No? Any suggestions?
Please Review!