Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Toei, Bandai, FoxKids or whatever/whoever, owns it. Does anyone really know who created or is the big boss behind Digimon? I'd sure like to know...
Author's Note: This one was stuck in my head for a long time. Have you noticed that in total, the DigiDestined battled with 8 digimon bosses (Devimon, Etamon, Myotismon, the Dark Masters and Apoclymon)? And there are 8 Destined? *the gears in my head are turning...* Eureka! Another fic!!
Note: =Thoughts
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"Crests of Destiny"
By Cloud Ishida
~Prologue~
The sky was at a calm as everyone cheered a resounding victory call. The Chosen Children have won.
In the back of the crowd, a girl remained silent. The scar on her right cheek was spotted by the pale light of the solar eclipse. No emotion was in her eyes as she clenched her pendent. A black device started to glow a dark blue, as she looked to the sky to the gateway of the black sun. A whisper of regret and sorrow rippled out of her lips, "Apoclymon..."
Around the world, seven other children clasped their pendents and their devices glowed. A new war was about to begin.
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~Chapter 1-The Past~
"The portal will only open for another ten minutes. I suggest you all get on board." Gennai gestured towards the trolly car. Six children slowly walked towards the trolly doors in a mixture of sadness and excitment.
The smallest noticed two were missing from the line, "Matt?" The others turned to spot the blonde and the navy-blue haired boy at his side, feet not moving to their ride home. "C'mon Matt, Mom and Dad will be waiting..."
"I'm not going." Yamato's voice was quick and to the point. Even Gabumon was shocked by the statement, but a part of him, happy.
"Matt.." Takeru couldn't say anything. Is he leaving me again?...
"And I'm not abandoning you T.K." It was like he read the boy's mind, "You're a big kid now, and you have Mom and Dad to help you out. This has nothing to do with you, or any of you."
"And I don't want to go either." Jyou pronounced. He stared at his shoes, not wanting to see the expressions on the others' faces. Gomamon wasn't surprised. The two had discussed it before and the furry seal supported his wish.
Taichi turned to the two, "What are you talking about? I want to stay too but I know I can't. Are you absolutely sure?... Remember, Gennai said it'll be impossible to return after this." He pointed to the solar eclipse, only a sliver of black remaining.
"Nothing is impossible Tai. If we want to come back, we will." Yamato announced. His blue eyes shifted from Taichi to Takeru. He could see his little brother was sad, on the verge of tears. He didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't live for him all his life. It would be unfair for his young brother.
"I have my reasons. And those reasons are very important to me." Jyou finally looked up to stare straight in the eyes of their former leader, "Don't ask why, I just want to stay."
Taichi was about to say something more when a flash of blue light blinded the children. From the dark side of the eclipse sprang eight streaks of light. As quickly as they appeared, they vanished without a trace. "What the heck was that?!" Taichi bellowed. The sky cleared, the eclipse still prominant as ever.
Gennai had worry written all over his face. He understood the meaning of the event that had just occured. Oh no... "This is bad news indeed. He murmered too loudly, for all the children and digimon heard his disturbed voice. All looked to him in a questioned look. "You better go children, the fireworks festivities are over."
"Gennai," Koushiro was the first to speak what was on everyone's minds, "what were those lights that we saw?"
Gennai was relunctant to answer. History was repeating itself once again. He didn't want the children to get involved, to know that their efforts were in vain, "There is no time children. The gate will close in minutes. All of you get going." His voice was rushing them and the surprising lack of jokes and criticisim seemed very unlike Gennai. Koushiro caught this uneasyness in him. Looking around the group of sixteen, sadness was written all over them. They truely are depressed about leaving..., thought Gennai, "I have very litle time to explain things but... Those streaks of light meant that you do not have to leave the Digiworld as quickly as I thought." he children's eyes widened by the prospect.
"You mean that we can stay as long as we want?!" Takeru was extatic by the news, hugging Patamon so hard that the pudgy digimon could have burst.
"But I don't reccommend it. The Digiworld is in serious danger and you eight may become their prime targets." Gennai turned to the direction the eight lights headed for, referring to them as the enemy.
"Gennai," Taici stepped forward, "we are destined to save stuff. Being in danger is our job. And I know that I speak for everyone when I say that we want to stay, no matter what." The others nodded in agreement. Yamato shook his head. He wanted to be in the Digiworld alright, alone in the Digiworld.
"Well, if that is what you wish..." Gennai let them back to his house as the sun returned to its original blazing light.
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"I want you all to read this." Gennat opened an ancient book with text that no one could understand.
"Uhh...exactly what are we supposed to read?" Mimi puzzled.
"All right, all right. It seems you can talk digimon but not read it. Let me read it for you." Gennai took a deep breath:
The Dark Discs shall corrupt the land,
As Friendship grows in the darkest hour.
The Chosen shall unite
And the smallest with his Guardian Angel will call forth Light
As the dying Devil warns of danger.
"That sounds awfully familiar..." Takeru whispered to his digimon pal.
Music of the night echoes that
Courage is lost and everyone falls.
The return of the heroic sun unites the circle of Friendship.
As fresh darkness reins supreme
Even the Chosen's sacred homes are overpowered.
The sky will be darkened by the wings of many bats.
The fallen shall rise and invoke the name of the Undead King.
Then Angels will appear to shoot their arrows of Hope and Light
At the loved ones of those they were sent to protect.
Then a miracle will occur.
"Hey, isn't that from when we defeated Myotismon?" Mimi shuddered by the thought of the evil dead digimon. Everyone else shushed her and she fell silent, minus some grumbling.
The Sea Dragon trembles in fear of Courage and Light will speak the truth to all,
Friendship rises back against the Manipulator.
The Light blinds the Metal Dragon but Darkness will ensue.
In the end, Hope rises to purify the corrupt
And Unity will save all as everything comes full circle, to continue once again.
"And what does this have to do with us? Or with those light things we saw? And..." Jyou continued to bombard Gennai with questions.
"Hey, hey. One question at a time. I only have two ears you know." Gennai silenced Joe and proceeded to answer each question, "First, this is the book where I found the Myotismon proghecy. When I finished uncrypting them, it seems that each stanza prophisized each enemy you dealt with. For example, 'the smallest with his Guardian Angel' would be..."
"Me and Angemon!" Takeru yelled triumphantly.
"Correct. And the 'Devil' being Devimon. It even prophesized the battle with Apoclymon. But the final line is what worries me." Gennai repeated it and Koushiro came up with the answer, "In other words, history repeats itself. Well, Apoclymon did have powers of all the digimon we have faced but...does it also mean we have to fight again?"
"Exactly Izzy." Gennai smiled. The child was very smart for his age.
"Well, we beat them before, so we can beat them again right?" Sora smiled the words out and Piyomon agreed with her.
Hikari scratched her partner, "That means I'll be seeing more of you Tailmon." The pampered kitty purred softly in the girl's lap.
"I'm agraid it's not that simple. I'm sure bu now you know what happened in the past. But things are more complicated then they seem." The children settled down to hear what he had to say, "I have little time left in this world. When Piedmon attacked that day, he implanted in me a virus, eating away at my data to this very day. That's why I look so old."
The children gasped. The digimon just slumped their head. Gennai is dying...? And soon from the looks of it. "Anyways, I discovered after I arrived at File Island that the data collected from you children and technology to build the devices were stolen by Piedmon. He knew of our plan from the very beginning. He was actually part of the project. But the rivalry between us drove him to become a Virus."
Yamato shot his head up, That sounds like Tai and me...
Piedmon a nice digimon?! No way!" Taichi couldn't imagine the psychotic clown could be capable of any good deed.
"A thousand years later, eight streaks of light sprang from an eclipse. Nothing became of it until a year later, eight powerful viruses were born. Some were even in their Mega levels. You could probably guess who they were."
Jyou gulped at the thought, "The Dark Masters?..."
Koushiro added the rest, "And Devimon, Etamon, Myotismon and Apoclymon, I presume, are the rest."
"Correct. Soon afterwards, the same eight lights returned to the solar eclipse. More years passed as the Digiworld was falling apart by these Viruses. Pieceing all the clues together, I came to a frightening conclusion. It seemed that Piedmon had beaten me in the race for the Destined."
"What do you mean? Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Koushiro understood before the others could.
"Piedmon had knowledge and power to do it. Those eight lights were children. Like you. They're probably the same ages as you since time flows much faster in the Digiworld than your world. These eight children had their own digivices, tags, crest and digimon. And it seems that they have returned to begin all over again, like your prophecy. As long as the Destined exist, history will repeat. The Darkdestined, as Piedmon called them, have their own prophecy very similar to yours."
"So you're trying to say that all that we fought for was for nothing?" Yamato didn't face the others. He said very little throughout the whole conversation. The others nearly forgot he was even there because of his silence.
"...To fully stop the evil in the Digiworld, The Dark Chosen themselves must be stopped." Gennai couldn't help but feel he had failed his Chosen. "I met up with them once. And it wasn't a pretty introduction. All had a tag and crest. Their prominant traits, as expected, were evil. It seems they are exactly the opposite of your crests. Piedmon introduced each one merrily to show them of to me. If memory serves me well, they were: Fear, Hate, Loneliness, Ignorance, Deciet, Doubt, Despair and Darkness."
Each child looked at their crests. Gennai continued the history lesson. Yamato paid no attention to the old man. He stared at his crest, the word "Loneliness" staring right back at him.
"Wait," Koushiro stepped forwar from the others, "are they the original Chosen kids that you told us about?"
Gennai shook his head, "No, the Darkdestined arrived after the original five. They were the ones that defeated the original's digimons. Then, you all came to defeat the digimon of the Darkdestined. Now, they are back to destroy yours. Piedmon created his Destined as a counter-attack for you eight and..." Gennai was cut off by an onslaught of uncontrollable coughs. Koushiro and Taichi eached out to support him until he stopped.
He really is dying... Koushiro couldnt believe his friend and mentor was about to expire. But he couldn't think that now. "I'm fine. I know my time will come soon. Don't worry about me. Right now, we have to stop the Darkdestined."
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Boring I know. There's gonna be action in the 2nd chapter. I promise! ^_^ How did you like it? Is the plot intresting enough for you? This is my second fic so I'm still new at this. Reviews will be appreciated. Until next chapter, See ya!
Author's Note: This one was stuck in my head for a long time. Have you noticed that in total, the DigiDestined battled with 8 digimon bosses (Devimon, Etamon, Myotismon, the Dark Masters and Apoclymon)? And there are 8 Destined? *the gears in my head are turning...* Eureka! Another fic!!
Note: =Thoughts
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"Crests of Destiny"
By Cloud Ishida
~Prologue~
The sky was at a calm as everyone cheered a resounding victory call. The Chosen Children have won.
In the back of the crowd, a girl remained silent. The scar on her right cheek was spotted by the pale light of the solar eclipse. No emotion was in her eyes as she clenched her pendent. A black device started to glow a dark blue, as she looked to the sky to the gateway of the black sun. A whisper of regret and sorrow rippled out of her lips, "Apoclymon..."
Around the world, seven other children clasped their pendents and their devices glowed. A new war was about to begin.
----------------------------------------------------------
~Chapter 1-The Past~
"The portal will only open for another ten minutes. I suggest you all get on board." Gennai gestured towards the trolly car. Six children slowly walked towards the trolly doors in a mixture of sadness and excitment.
The smallest noticed two were missing from the line, "Matt?" The others turned to spot the blonde and the navy-blue haired boy at his side, feet not moving to their ride home. "C'mon Matt, Mom and Dad will be waiting..."
"I'm not going." Yamato's voice was quick and to the point. Even Gabumon was shocked by the statement, but a part of him, happy.
"Matt.." Takeru couldn't say anything. Is he leaving me again?...
"And I'm not abandoning you T.K." It was like he read the boy's mind, "You're a big kid now, and you have Mom and Dad to help you out. This has nothing to do with you, or any of you."
"And I don't want to go either." Jyou pronounced. He stared at his shoes, not wanting to see the expressions on the others' faces. Gomamon wasn't surprised. The two had discussed it before and the furry seal supported his wish.
Taichi turned to the two, "What are you talking about? I want to stay too but I know I can't. Are you absolutely sure?... Remember, Gennai said it'll be impossible to return after this." He pointed to the solar eclipse, only a sliver of black remaining.
"Nothing is impossible Tai. If we want to come back, we will." Yamato announced. His blue eyes shifted from Taichi to Takeru. He could see his little brother was sad, on the verge of tears. He didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't live for him all his life. It would be unfair for his young brother.
"I have my reasons. And those reasons are very important to me." Jyou finally looked up to stare straight in the eyes of their former leader, "Don't ask why, I just want to stay."
Taichi was about to say something more when a flash of blue light blinded the children. From the dark side of the eclipse sprang eight streaks of light. As quickly as they appeared, they vanished without a trace. "What the heck was that?!" Taichi bellowed. The sky cleared, the eclipse still prominant as ever.
Gennai had worry written all over his face. He understood the meaning of the event that had just occured. Oh no... "This is bad news indeed. He murmered too loudly, for all the children and digimon heard his disturbed voice. All looked to him in a questioned look. "You better go children, the fireworks festivities are over."
"Gennai," Koushiro was the first to speak what was on everyone's minds, "what were those lights that we saw?"
Gennai was relunctant to answer. History was repeating itself once again. He didn't want the children to get involved, to know that their efforts were in vain, "There is no time children. The gate will close in minutes. All of you get going." His voice was rushing them and the surprising lack of jokes and criticisim seemed very unlike Gennai. Koushiro caught this uneasyness in him. Looking around the group of sixteen, sadness was written all over them. They truely are depressed about leaving..., thought Gennai, "I have very litle time to explain things but... Those streaks of light meant that you do not have to leave the Digiworld as quickly as I thought." he children's eyes widened by the prospect.
"You mean that we can stay as long as we want?!" Takeru was extatic by the news, hugging Patamon so hard that the pudgy digimon could have burst.
"But I don't reccommend it. The Digiworld is in serious danger and you eight may become their prime targets." Gennai turned to the direction the eight lights headed for, referring to them as the enemy.
"Gennai," Taici stepped forward, "we are destined to save stuff. Being in danger is our job. And I know that I speak for everyone when I say that we want to stay, no matter what." The others nodded in agreement. Yamato shook his head. He wanted to be in the Digiworld alright, alone in the Digiworld.
"Well, if that is what you wish..." Gennai let them back to his house as the sun returned to its original blazing light.
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"I want you all to read this." Gennat opened an ancient book with text that no one could understand.
"Uhh...exactly what are we supposed to read?" Mimi puzzled.
"All right, all right. It seems you can talk digimon but not read it. Let me read it for you." Gennai took a deep breath:
The Dark Discs shall corrupt the land,
As Friendship grows in the darkest hour.
The Chosen shall unite
And the smallest with his Guardian Angel will call forth Light
As the dying Devil warns of danger.
"That sounds awfully familiar..." Takeru whispered to his digimon pal.
Music of the night echoes that
Courage is lost and everyone falls.
The return of the heroic sun unites the circle of Friendship.
As fresh darkness reins supreme
Even the Chosen's sacred homes are overpowered.
The sky will be darkened by the wings of many bats.
The fallen shall rise and invoke the name of the Undead King.
Then Angels will appear to shoot their arrows of Hope and Light
At the loved ones of those they were sent to protect.
Then a miracle will occur.
"Hey, isn't that from when we defeated Myotismon?" Mimi shuddered by the thought of the evil dead digimon. Everyone else shushed her and she fell silent, minus some grumbling.
The Sea Dragon trembles in fear of Courage and Light will speak the truth to all,
Friendship rises back against the Manipulator.
The Light blinds the Metal Dragon but Darkness will ensue.
In the end, Hope rises to purify the corrupt
And Unity will save all as everything comes full circle, to continue once again.
"And what does this have to do with us? Or with those light things we saw? And..." Jyou continued to bombard Gennai with questions.
"Hey, hey. One question at a time. I only have two ears you know." Gennai silenced Joe and proceeded to answer each question, "First, this is the book where I found the Myotismon proghecy. When I finished uncrypting them, it seems that each stanza prophisized each enemy you dealt with. For example, 'the smallest with his Guardian Angel' would be..."
"Me and Angemon!" Takeru yelled triumphantly.
"Correct. And the 'Devil' being Devimon. It even prophesized the battle with Apoclymon. But the final line is what worries me." Gennai repeated it and Koushiro came up with the answer, "In other words, history repeats itself. Well, Apoclymon did have powers of all the digimon we have faced but...does it also mean we have to fight again?"
"Exactly Izzy." Gennai smiled. The child was very smart for his age.
"Well, we beat them before, so we can beat them again right?" Sora smiled the words out and Piyomon agreed with her.
Hikari scratched her partner, "That means I'll be seeing more of you Tailmon." The pampered kitty purred softly in the girl's lap.
"I'm agraid it's not that simple. I'm sure bu now you know what happened in the past. But things are more complicated then they seem." The children settled down to hear what he had to say, "I have little time left in this world. When Piedmon attacked that day, he implanted in me a virus, eating away at my data to this very day. That's why I look so old."
The children gasped. The digimon just slumped their head. Gennai is dying...? And soon from the looks of it. "Anyways, I discovered after I arrived at File Island that the data collected from you children and technology to build the devices were stolen by Piedmon. He knew of our plan from the very beginning. He was actually part of the project. But the rivalry between us drove him to become a Virus."
Yamato shot his head up, That sounds like Tai and me...
Piedmon a nice digimon?! No way!" Taichi couldn't imagine the psychotic clown could be capable of any good deed.
"A thousand years later, eight streaks of light sprang from an eclipse. Nothing became of it until a year later, eight powerful viruses were born. Some were even in their Mega levels. You could probably guess who they were."
Jyou gulped at the thought, "The Dark Masters?..."
Koushiro added the rest, "And Devimon, Etamon, Myotismon and Apoclymon, I presume, are the rest."
"Correct. Soon afterwards, the same eight lights returned to the solar eclipse. More years passed as the Digiworld was falling apart by these Viruses. Pieceing all the clues together, I came to a frightening conclusion. It seemed that Piedmon had beaten me in the race for the Destined."
"What do you mean? Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Koushiro understood before the others could.
"Piedmon had knowledge and power to do it. Those eight lights were children. Like you. They're probably the same ages as you since time flows much faster in the Digiworld than your world. These eight children had their own digivices, tags, crest and digimon. And it seems that they have returned to begin all over again, like your prophecy. As long as the Destined exist, history will repeat. The Darkdestined, as Piedmon called them, have their own prophecy very similar to yours."
"So you're trying to say that all that we fought for was for nothing?" Yamato didn't face the others. He said very little throughout the whole conversation. The others nearly forgot he was even there because of his silence.
"...To fully stop the evil in the Digiworld, The Dark Chosen themselves must be stopped." Gennai couldn't help but feel he had failed his Chosen. "I met up with them once. And it wasn't a pretty introduction. All had a tag and crest. Their prominant traits, as expected, were evil. It seems they are exactly the opposite of your crests. Piedmon introduced each one merrily to show them of to me. If memory serves me well, they were: Fear, Hate, Loneliness, Ignorance, Deciet, Doubt, Despair and Darkness."
Each child looked at their crests. Gennai continued the history lesson. Yamato paid no attention to the old man. He stared at his crest, the word "Loneliness" staring right back at him.
"Wait," Koushiro stepped forwar from the others, "are they the original Chosen kids that you told us about?"
Gennai shook his head, "No, the Darkdestined arrived after the original five. They were the ones that defeated the original's digimons. Then, you all came to defeat the digimon of the Darkdestined. Now, they are back to destroy yours. Piedmon created his Destined as a counter-attack for you eight and..." Gennai was cut off by an onslaught of uncontrollable coughs. Koushiro and Taichi eached out to support him until he stopped.
He really is dying... Koushiro couldnt believe his friend and mentor was about to expire. But he couldn't think that now. "I'm fine. I know my time will come soon. Don't worry about me. Right now, we have to stop the Darkdestined."
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Boring I know. There's gonna be action in the 2nd chapter. I promise! ^_^ How did you like it? Is the plot intresting enough for you? This is my second fic so I'm still new at this. Reviews will be appreciated. Until next chapter, See ya!