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Digimon FD: Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 – Onward! Gathering of the Chosen!

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Though the ship traveled with little turbulence, it wasn’t the fastest piece of hardware in either world. After first passing through the portal, about a half an hour had passed before the group received word from the spirits again. Although, this time, it wasn’t through the tiny screens of the D-Tectors. Instead, the image of Agunimon appeared on a large hologram-type screen situated above the control panel.

“Whoa! Am I on?” the warrior of flame’s projection walked around a bit, getting used to the new hardware. Takuya moved himself closest to the screen. “We’re reading you loud and clear, Agunimon,” he responded, trying to stifle his laughter at the fidgeting spirit. Finally, he was able to find a suitable position to continue the transmission. “There we go… sorry, I’m not really used to this thing,” he said nervously. “Well, I guess we can’t say that the research Hypnos did on the D-Tectors were for nothing, huh?” the flame-bearer rhetorically asked not only his spirit, but the group around him. “In any case, since they did, I’m able to give you the set of coordinates to where the Blooming Rose is,” he explained, his image fading away to a map of the Digiworld that Agunimon moved into the screen’s viewpoint. “It’s here,” he indicated, two spots flashing on the map, the first in a corner of it in the shape of Grani itself, showing the soldiers’ location. The other flashing red dot was on a small piece of land, most likely a tropical island, not far from where the ship’s symbol was blinking. Again the image faded, but just minimizing into a smaller version of itself on the corner of the screen. Agunimon took the stage again.

Before the spirit spoke again, though, Thomas questioned its holder. “Are you familiar with that area?” he asked him. “Not really, we didn’t exactly have a map when we were traveling the Digiworld,” Takuya confessed. “Regardless, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised when you get there; just put the ship on autopilot. You’re almost there already,” Agunimon enticed the chosen with a smile before the image faded out completely. Takuya looked at the screen of his D-Tector. The symbols of the spirits that he was entrusted with flashed before him; flame, earth, and wood. “What could he mean…” he questioned in his mind, looking around at the other soldiers around him. “Maybe it has to do with their partners… it has too. Right now, Regan aside, we’re the only ones capable of fighting,” he assumed before putting the digivice away.

The Digidestined around him talked in an excited manner, and rightfully so. Though some of the conversation was uncertain, since none of them could think of a particular reason why they were summoned to this specific location. In a short manner of minutes, the vessel slowed down and the attention of its inhabitants was directed to the many windows. Grani was indeed approaching an island, but not quite as tropical as the map initially suggested. Many gasps of surprise and wonder were heard from the soldiers as the ship came to a safe landing near the top of a hill leading down toward a vast field. Scattered around it were hundreds, perhaps thousands of digi-eggs and baby digimon.

“Primary Village…” Rika said barely above a whisper. “Our Digital World has a Primary Village!” Though some of the others were able to understand the reference, several others were still in the dark. “What is she talking about?” Sampson asked the Child of Kindness, who, although at first somewhat intimidated by the former commander’s visage, answered quickly and calmly. “My Digital World has an area dedicated to where digimon are reborn once they die; they call it the Primary Village there,” he explained.

Koji then noticed another spectacle out the window. “Of course, it all makes sense…” he said, slowly walking over to it. “A place where new digimon first bloom…” at this pause, he pointed to a structure floating in the sky covered by dark pink clouds. “Under the Rose Morning Star: The Blooming Rose,” he finished, catching the attention of the other warriors. Indeed, Ophanimon’s domain hovered like a beacon above the field of green dotted with white, bathing the island in its light. Understanding the symbolism, the group prepared to venture into the sacred grass in order to learn more of this holy place. The giant doors slowly opened, and the digidestined once again stepped foot onto Digiworld soil. Many different kinds of waves of nostalgia washed over the small army as they walked in between the many different eggs. There didn’t seem to be another, more adult soul around, and none of them said a word as they went on, so as to not awaken the sleeping babies. That is, until another familiar voice shouted from one side.

“Well met, my friends!” the deep voice boomed, the group turning to see a long dragon-like digimon approaching them. His nearly transparent body and armored head, touted by a large horn and majestically long beard gave an aura of supreme sincerity and wisdom that could only belong to the most benevolent of the Sovereign, Azulongmon. “I trust your journey was swift and uneventful?” he inquired as swooped closer to them, looking around to pick out those he once knew, and already knowing the answer to his question. “So, that’s Azulongmon, I take it?” Koichi whispered his question to Kenta, on his right, who nodded. “I recognize some of you… some more than others. But I am pleased to meet all of you,” the sovereign said with a nod of his own, perhaps to replace an ability to bow, what with his long, near-limbless body. “I’m sure you’re wondering why the Celestial Digimon and the warriors called you here, and I shall tell you all in due time,” he explained. “But there are other priorities first…”

The sovereign then turned his head about to look behind him. “I believe at this moment, your need for these far outweigh your need to save these worlds…” he trailed off as a large flock of small creatures started flying in from the horizon. They began their descent in a large circular formation, with several other scattered, different creatures within it. As they came closer, the group could see that they were kept afloat via a barrier that the creatures were somehow creating and maintaining. “After all…” Azulongmon continued, turning his attention back to the soldiers. “It’s difficult to save us at all when you don’t have anyone to fight with,” at that mention, the group as a whole ran closer to him, and as a result, the flock and their cargo, their excitement reaching its peak. Finally, the creatures approached the ground and dispersed the barrier, emitting chirps of glee as they began to fly about the area in jubilation, matching that of the digidestined. “Digi-Gnomes…” Jeri said under her breath, though the confusion of the others was put on hold for the moment.

Azulongmon’s hints were right on the money; his escorts carried the partners of the Tamers that had gone back, and those of the DATS crew that had done the same. Although Marcus, Agumon, and of course either Leomon were nowhere to be found, the island was all at once ablaze with emotional cries of reunion; too many to count. Guilmon nearly tackled Takato while Renamon received a bear hug of her own from Rika. Henry twirled Terriermon around, although Suzie nearly chocked Lopmon. Calumon giggled as Jeri nuzzled his cheeks, as did MarineAngemon for Kenta, while Kazu gave Guardromon a hearty fist-pump and Ryo did the same for Cyberdramon. Ai and Mako nearly smothered Impmon, failing to make a small enough entrance for them. Gaomon and Thomas simply nodded at one another before exchanging glances at the others, still as formal with each other as they ever were. Kudamon took his place on Sampson’s shoulder, almost purring as a reaction to the petting strokes he received. The dual PawnChessmon received a few welcomes from their owners, still mute, though not for the same reason as the soft-spoken Kamemon, who only smiled as Yushima approached him. Kristy and Yoshi hugged their respective partners, the former showing off her new digivice, and Keenan greeted Falcomon with a short exchange of blows, a show of respect between the fighters brought up as brothers. After several minutes of these introductions and reunions, the group as a whole turned their attention back to the one that called them there.

“I’m sure you’re all curious as to how this new part of the Digital World came to be,” Azulongmon stated, preparing to tell another tale to the digidestined. Similar to how he explained what made up the Digital World before, he made images appear in the ground beneath him. “It was several years ago, after the Digital World was reborn, thanks to the Legendary Warriors and the carriers of their spirits here,” he motioned toward that group, some of whom began to blush. In the grass, snow white flowers bloomed in an arrangement shaped into the continents of the world they were in, and three more for each of the moons. “Time passed, and soon, our world itself began to evolve and change in ways we never even imagined. That was when the Chaos first appeared,” he closed his eyes as he spoke.

The flowers that made up the moons wilted and were almost instantly blown away by a sudden gust of wind. “After its retreat, however, the worst was yet to come. The world was falling apart, and it was the cause of a new enemy, something not of this world. First, it destroyed the moons, taking away our ability to reconfigure. Then, it began to corrode and separate our already-scattered world even further,” he said, the flowers again following suit. “However, after the Chaos was destroyed forever, thanks to the Tamers, we have at least begun to try to repair the damage. The first step was made by the spirit of someone I’m sure some of you recognize…” again, at his command, another wind blew past, but of a different sort. Streaks of red and blue circled around each other until they converged on the ground in front of the Tamers.

‘I recognize that light… someone with that kind of power... has got to be…’ Ryo thought as the light surrounding the convergence point of the streams faded, and from it emerged a large quadruped digimon resembling a real-world dog. It was Alice’s turn to shed tears as she approached her beloved companion. “Dobermon… it’s really you…” she whispered as she cradled her arms around her friend’s massive neck, attempting to stifle her sobs of joy as much as she could. The other Tamers were shocked at this revelation, specifically the four that received his gift of evolution that transcended the digital boundaries. “But I thought he’d given his life to allow us to biomerge!” Henry stated half as a question to Azulongmon.

“Dobermon’s spirit was not extinguished on that day. He was created by us since the beginning as a means transporting data and coding, similar to Calumon and his powers of digivolution. A part of Dobermon returned here and as his data began to slowly repair itself, he devoted some of that data to creating this island that you now stand upon. In time, the warriors, and eventually, your partners here, became its guardians. At one point, Dobermon would finally be able to take his previous form, and that was what we waited for before we called you here,” the Sovereign explained, but jerked over toward Ken and Regan. “Though the arrival of other digidestined hastened that decision as well,” he added, chuckling. Alice finally released her grasp on Dobermon’s mane, stroking the top of his head. Her hand was nudged off as the supernatural digimon raised its head and directed Alice’s attention to an object that was wedged between the rows of sharp teeth just lightly enough as to not damage it. “I’ve kept this safe for you, Alice,” the dog’s voice beckoned, and she gently moved her fingers in between his jaws to pry out the new gift. She gasped once more, and thrust her arms around her partner again, clutching onto Dobermon with one hand, and a D-Arc in the other.

The Tamers walked over and congratulated their new teammate, now fully instated as a member of the Digidestined, but were interrupted by Azulongmon’s booming voice, clearing his throats loudly to gain back their attention. “Are there any questions before I go on?” he asked them, keeping his patience in check. Thomas stepped forward to answer. “Just one: Who is this enemy you speak of?”

“That’s something I was hoping you would know. We’re not at all sure. It had no solid form, like the Chaos, and seemed intent just on destruction. It was all so quick, but we managed to analyze what we could of it to track his whereabouts… until recently, that is,” Azulongmon went on, pausing to allow the group to take in these events and put their own pieces together in the hope that they could come up with something that he and his fellow deities could not. Henry took the initiative next. “When did this enemy first appear?” he asked. The sovereign sighed, taking his own time to think.

“If my memory is correct, it was during the crisis that almost collided both of our worlds. He was gone by the time it was averted.”

“That’s it!” Thomas yelled out, dropping his fist into his other waiting hand as a gesture of assurance. “It makes sense! All of that damage caused by Belphemon, coupled with that of the Destiny Stones of Ken’s world…” he turned towards the child of kindness at this point. “It would be a perfect window of opportunity for something to start traveling between dimensions!”

“Exactly. Since then, we’ve sensed its energy emanating from a specific portal: the ones that our guests came out of. That is where our suspicions arose,” Azulongmon clarified, Ken and Regan tensing themselves at that news. “So that means that now…” Regan began the sentence, letting Ken finish it, though he did so begrudgingly. “Now it’s in OUR dimension…” he tried to keep calm, looking down at Wormmon, who was visibly shaking. The Sovereign nodded. “Precisely. It seems the stage is set. Are you willing to take this challenge to protect our worlds?” Ken managed to compose himself upon remembering another crucial fact. “Of course… the more Digidestined, the merrier,” he said to the cries of encouragement and agreement from the other soldiers, Kazu and Kenta’s being decidedly the loudest.

“Wait a minute…”

“Well put,” Regan added from behind the navy-haired boy.

“Wait a minute…” one voice from the crowd began to get progressively louder.

“WAIT A MINUTE!” Jeri’s shy but shrill voice silenced the group, them directing their attention to her. She slowly walked away from them as though in a trance. Bringing her D-Arc close to her face, the static that had been constantly present since her partner’s death began to glow a bright orange-yellow once more, as it did in her escape from the D-Reaper. Lowering it brought a single egg into view, giving off an identical radiance. “What is it, Jeri? What do you see?” Takato tried to ask without sounding frantic. He took several steps toward her, but Jeri raised her free hand behind her, stopping her friend where he stood. “This egg… it seems so familiar,” she explained barely above a whisper, kneeling down next to it. “I don’t know how, but I’ve… seen it before…”

She extended her hands toward it tentatively, hoping for the best. At the slightest touch, the egg burst apart, revealing a small, still-glowing ball with a tail, an In-Training digimon that kept its form not even a second before shifting its shape. Jeri had taken a step or two back out of surprise when the egg hatched, but she crawled that small distance back over to it as the baby changed. The glow finally dimmed, revealing a digimon resembling a tiger-like version of Gaomon. He lacked a bandana, boxing gloves, or other apparel of the sort, and had a small dagger strapped to his waist.

“I’ve missed you, Jeri,” the newcomer, or at least he looked the part, softly spoke in a slightly higher, but still more-than-recognizable voice. Jeri’s floodgates then opened once more as she half-collapsed into her long-lost friend. “Leomon… Leomon, I knew ever since then, that you weren’t gone; I just knew it…I missed you so much…” she uttered between sobs, continuing to speak with him as the other Tamers gathered around them, attempting not to disturb the pair, but giving them their congratulations nonetheless. Ryo opened his D-Arc to study Leomon’s new form. The projection appeared almost immediately.

(AN: Since, to my knowledge, there hasn’t been any real source upon which actual digimon is Leomon’s rookie form, I decided to make one up. So, I made him a sort of Mini-Leomon with a size and features comparable to Gaomon, just with tiger stripes and the like. I’m sure you can picture it pretty well. Admittedly, I’m not good with long-winded descriptions of characters’ looks. I personally don’t like that; it makes the pacing of something slow down far too much. Though that’s just for a few novels and such; it just makes it boring after a while. I know it’s an important extension of the character’s traits, but sometimes it just stretches on into excess. Oh, and if I ended up stealing the name of another OC digimon out there ANYWHERE in this fic, I’m truly sorry. I didn’t read or see your stuff if you did, and it’s purely coincidental. I just didn’t want Leomon to go from hatching to champion off the bat, but I didn’t want to make up a Fresh-level digimon either and have to deal with an entire evolution line. Hatching to rookie isn’t exactly unheard-of anyway.)

“Ligermon: Rookie-Level. A Beast King Vaccine-Type Digimon. Attacks include ‘Beast Flame Twister’ and ‘Roaring Blade,’” he read to himself, putting the device away. He watched as Calumon flew around the group of Tamers shouting out cheers.

Zoe approached Yoshi during the celebration. “What about you? Wasn’t there another member of your squad?” she asked with a twinge of optimism, seeing as Azulongmon mentioned that the other partners were eventually cast as guardians for the Blooming Rose. Yoshi heaved a sigh. “I figured he’d be able to notice our arrival. But seeing as we don’t really have time to waste, I suppose he just can’t come,” she said in a sort of teasing voice, though partly regretful. She looked to the sky as though looking for him to appear. “He’s probably too busy showing off his skills to every big name of the Digiworld to deal with us right off the bat, anyway,”

“I wouldn’t be too certain of that, my dear,” another voice with mystically enhanced speech interjected, taking the attention away from Ligermon for the time being. Azulongmon backed away several feet, giving another lower makeshift bow as the new figure approached. “Welcome, My Lady,” he greeted her.

“Ophanimon!” the warriors shouted to the armored angel in the sky, who returned their call with a raising of her javelin as it appeared in her hand. Without warning, another sort of barrier carrying other beings inside it swooped around from behind her; this time, a trio. One human gave a short wave while the two digimon gave similar signs of nonverbal greetings. The barrier dissipated when it came closer to the ground.

“Yo,” Marcus Damon and Agumon said in their usual show-offy way at the same time.

The responses from the other DATS members were put on hold, since their attention was more focused on the taller digimon by his side. A feral digimon drabbed in an open and flowing cloak with a chain hitched onto one collar and matching black slacks. Bands laced around his wrists accented upon his intimidating demeanor along with the massive x-shaped scar on his torso. Finally, he lifted his head, shaded by the visor he wore, though his vast blue eyes were plainly visible, a stark contrast to his long white mane. He fiddled with the reed he kept between his teeth. Spencer led the group of Savers over to the last remaining pieces of the DATS crew.

“BanchouLeomon… how are you alive?” Spencer questioned for them, his voice sounding as though he were in a daze, despite his face refusing to mirror it. “My life was restored by Drasil, just as yours was. I was simply reborn in the Digital World, and you in the Human World, so we had no chance to meet. It was only a matter of time before I met up with your son again, and eventually these guardians here,” he explained before extending his hand toward his old friend. “It’s been a long time, Spencer,” he said with a smirk. The original savior took it with earnest. “That it has,” he retorted.

Thomas made his way to the front of the group that addressed the new arrivals, straight up to Marcus with a smug look of his own. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show up at all,” he joked, Marcus returning his friend’s expression. “You didn’t think I was going to let you do this without me, did you?” he asked rhetorically, simply giving the same gesture BanchouLeomon just gave Spencer, Thomas returning it in kind.

(AN: Yes, I know that’s a blatant rip from the ‘Forever Red’ episode of Power Rangers Wild Force. It was on purpose. This is supposed to be sentai-esque anyway. CAN IT.)

“Ophanimon has pretty much brought us up to speed on the current situation,” Marcus stated after releasing from Thomas’ grip. “But she hasn’t told me very much about any of you, and I’m still sort of confused as to what happened during a few specific problems the world had…” he explained, showing his embarrassment a little. J.P. came up to him. “We’ll get all that out of the way while we’re traveling in the ship,” he said, pointing towards the massive Grani.

“Yes, that is preferable,” Ophanimon followed up JP’s comment. “There may be little time, so you must leave as soon as you possibly can,” she beckoned to the soldiers, now twenty-nine strong, who, their final puzzle pieces fallen in place, directed their attention to the celestial digimon and her sovereign comrade. She turned towards the warriors first.

“Warriors of Legend… are you prepared?”
The six warriors stepped forward to receive their blessings from her. “We’ve been ready ever since we left the Digital World, just as we were before Lucemon,” Takuya responded, holding up his D-Tector toward the one who granted it to him, not even flinching as his and Koji’s gave off a glow and evolved into the forms that allowed their Unity Evolutions. She nodded to them and moved toward the Tamers next.

“Tamers and your partners… are YOU prepared?”
Takato, still seen as the leader for the group that destroyed the Chaos, led his friends forward as well. “As ready as we’ve ever been. With everyone here, we CAN’T lose! We just can’t!” with that, the rest of the Tamers gave another hearty cheer. Ophanimon extended them the same courtesy she gave the warriors and moved on to the DATS team.

“Destined of the Human World… are YOU prepared?”
Marcus walked closer and held up his fist, which was, at once, aflame with his digisoul. “We’ve saved two worlds before… what’s a few more?!” he boasted with similar shouts of encouragement from behind him. Finally, the celestial digimon floated over towards the newcomers Ken, Wormmon, and Regan.

“Digidestined of the other worlds… are you prepared to lead this exposition for the chosen warriors of our world?”
Ken bowed to her before responding. “Yes, we are… Regan, are you with us?” he asked his friend as he stood next to him. “Of course. The digidestined of Ken’s world as well as yours shall not fail. I’ll see to it,” he said confidently, the crest of life appearing on his hand, the diamond-star surrounding a sort of cross, looped at its top. Ophanimon nodded once more. “The time to exchange stories with us is over. The time for action is now. We’re certain you will be triumphant,” she declared.

With that statement, the team started their way back to the ship. A select few of the group looked back at the two of many guardians that stood and watched their departure. “Don’t worry. If we encounter trouble in your absence, we will be able to defend ourselves. This is your battle, not ours,” Azulongmon offered. There were no objections, and the group chatted amongst themselves as they boarded the ship. Calumon floated up to its side and waved at one of the windows. “Bye-bye,” he said reluctantly, his ears retracting.

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Grani II was significantly more crowded with the inclusion of the partner digimon of various shapes and sizes, but still more than capable of comfortably accommodating them. The ship lumbered for only a moment as it took off, bound for the portal whence it came, their destination being the portal in the real world that Ken and Regan appeared from, which would lead to the alternate Digiworld that was powered by the crests that Ken shared with his friends. To pass the time, the group once again recounted their past adventures to the most recent additions to their ranks and familiarized themselves with the ship and those they left behind back home. With the use of the updated communication device built into Grani, they were able to fully contact Hypnos and update them on their progress.

Although Regan was becoming progressively less reclusive with the rest of the group, he was still by himself for larger periods than others in the ship. Takato once again approached him in an attempt to get him to open up about his past a little more. “You know, Regan, I was curious about something,” he said, sitting down next to him. He was more familiar with the goggle-head, but still reacted a little slowly. “What?”

“I’ve seen you with that sword, and you’ve used it with our digivices. But, you said that it was made as a sort of container of data of your partner. I was wondering whether you had an actual… more conventional digivice, so to speak,” he asked somewhat hesitantly, trying not to push the subject of Lizomon more than need be. Regan picked into a pocket of his jacket and took out a device. It looked very similar to the D3 model, with only a few small details out of place. “I only carry it with me given the chance I find him again. Other than that, it’s almost useless aside from traveling through portals,” he explained. Takato leaned in closer, focusing on the static-filled screen of the digivice.

(AN to Digital-Warkiller: I had completely forgotten about your actual digivice design before I went back to your artwork and checked it, and I meant to apply it here. So, in essence I sort of screwed up with the final scene of the last chapter using the replacement gear rather than the actual digivice. My bad. A minor detail, to be sure, but one that I felt I needed to address.)

“How did you end up going to Ken’s world, anyway?”
“It was sort of an accident. I think it was just because Ken and I were using a portal situated in the same location of the Digiworld in two different realities. Remember his dark spore?” he asked, pointing to the back of his neck, indicating where the spore would be if he were implanted with one. “He uses it to open portals to other dimensions. That power just ended up passing through the portal to my side, and… poof, there I was. It was pretty weird,” he said, chuckling to himself, Takato joining in his laughter.

“I know how that is. Aside from my adventures with Guilmon, whenever something mildly extraordinary happens to me, it happens in a very uninteresting way. This one time, I was flipping this hot dough in my kitchen, and a piece of it separated and hit me right in the face! When I went to school the next day, everyone was wondering how I got burned, expecting some sort of big, exciting story, but I didn’t have one,” he recounted, getting another, harder laugh out of Regan. “I can understand that… the way I see it, it just makes me feel more normal when things like that happen. After all this ‘saving the world’ stuff, it’s nice just to feel normal again for a while, don’t you think?” he asked.

“I believe it,” Takato responded sincerely.

The two continued to talk until the ship alerted them to their location. A large portion of the group went to the bridge to observe the situation. They were once again in the human world, hovering in front of the small structure that was Guilmon’s pen. “All right, here we go again,” Ken called out to the group, holding his dark digivice to the receiver on the control panel. Immediately, the D3 began to glow along with the scar covering his dark spore on his neck. He struggled and began to sweat as seconds past, but it wasn’t long before the ship itself began to emit Ken’s violet energy into the cave and the dancing white and black squares began to grow. They continued to expand until they completely surrounded the hideout, and then, all at once, it was encompassed with an image of a familiar sight: File Island.

Ken lowered his digivice and grunted as he fell to his knees, panting from exhaustion. Several of the others jogged over to help him up, congratulating him. “All right… now, Takato. Get us through. After that, we’ll find a place to land and see what to do next,” the child of kindness instructed him. “Right…” he said, approaching the panel with the Red Card in hand.

“Digi-Modify!” he cried, slashing the card through. “Matrix Shield, Activate!” the first part of the task complete, Grani II was instantly covered in from bow to stern in a glossy emerald energy field, hopefully doing just as Shibumi had said it would do. “Now, Grani! Go inside, and find a safe spot to touch down once we’re through!” he ordered the ship.

“Command Accepted,” Grani’s voice sounded throughout the ship, and once again, they were off. After slowly slipping through the portal, the image of File Island disappeared, and the portal itself shrunk down to its normal size once more.

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After another short venture, Grani landed safely on a beach of File Island’s shore. After securing the ship from outsiders and beginning the first wave of culture shock by stepping out onto the sand, the group made their way inland in hopes of gaining information. The way that data travels throughout the DigiWorld, even if something unusual was happening straight across the globe, chances are they would know. They weren’t able to gain anything useful, seeing the situation in the DigiWorld as all but normal. Dejected, eventually the group as a whole returned to the landing site. Marcus tosses a rock into the ocean, which skips about four times before going below the surface for good.

“How can we find this thing if there isn’t even any signs to POINT to it?!” he grumbled, kicking into the sand before wandering to a corner of Grani’s hull to lean upon it. “We can’t just wait!” he offered towards Ken, who was sitting on a small boulder, apparently deep in thought. “Maybe that’s the only choice we have… we can’t just split up and try to track it down, if one of us DID, we’d be sitting ducks…”

“For the love of… who says?! When I get my hands on him, I’ll take care of him myself!” Marcus continued to boast and ramble before Thomas walked from his side and jabbed him straight in the gut, forcing him to his knees. “The SOVEREIGN said, or did you forget to listen?! If it was enough to scare the guardians of both Digital Worlds and threaten the balance of reality itself, I’d say it would take more than a flailing of your fist to beat him. You of all people should know that taking him on alone won’t work!” Thomas initially calmed his voice down in as he continued to speak, but at the last statement, the volume of his voice rose again. This cut off Marcus, who was getting up, about to launch a counterattack. Instantly, he remembered the battle against Drasil; the support of his friends, the Royal Knights, countless other people and digimon alike donating their energy to push the Digital World back into position.

Marcus lowered his fist, but didn’t dare wound his pride further by saying another word. Takuya then approached Ken to pursue the matter further. “So, is that it? We’re just going to wait until some sort of sign comes?” he asked, Ken slowly nodding in response. “We have little choice,” he said, pushing himself up. “We just need a way to know when that happens… but what?”

“Hey, how could you forget about me that quickly?”

The group as a whole doubled around to view a single middle-aged man drabbed in a cloak walking towards them. The appearance of this cheerful-looking man infected the children and their comrades with his optimistic personality. (AN: For some reason, I had a tough time deciding whether Gennai would appear here in his aged form or not. I admit, I don’t remember exactly HOW he regained his youth in season two, and frankly I don’t care. Owikawa’s release of energy could have brought him back to ‘normal,’ I suppose, but it’s really a non-issue, isn’t it? Oh well. Middle-aged it is.)

“Gennai!”

“My, my, my… you certainly gathered up quite a boatload of Digidestined on your little field trip, didn’t you Ken?” he observed, moving slowly through the aforementioned army, looking between the shapes and sizes of each and every one of them. He then began to stare at Grani II as he came closer to it. “And in such a vessel, too… very impressive…” he lingered for a few moments before addressing the group again. “I’ll hold down the fort here. You should go to the real world and inform the others about what’s happened, and… what’s to come,” he finished explaining with an emphasis that sounded almost foreboding. “You may need this ship to travel the real world if worse comes to worse, so use it,” he offered. Ken approached him.

“Um… may I ask how we’re going to get this gigantic ship into the real world without… well… totally destroying something?” he inquired, anticipating some sort of ironic answer from the digidestined mentor. “Ha ha… think about it. What did you do when digimon were taking over before?” it took a moment, but without a word, Ken immediately went to work and e-mailed Izzy to bring his laptop to a wide-open area to prepare the Digital Gate. It took a bit of convincing for him to actually do it, but after some help from Gennai, Ken used passed the gate-opening powers of his D3 into Grani, which allowed the ship to pass into a nearby receptacle. From there, they would navigate to Izzy’s coordinates for a surprise he would likely never forget. (AN: I dunno what to call those things… they’re not really portals, they’re just, like… random objects.)

A brainstorm hit Takato as the ship started its way toward the parallel world, and he ran for the cargo hold. “Just one more thing to do…”

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MEANWHILE. (lol Parody Rangers in Space… GO WATCH IT.)

“He didn’t give you ANY reason for this?” Joe asked Izzy yet again, Gomamon perched on his shoulder.
“No, but Gennai told me I didn’t have a choice, so I just thought this would be the best place,” the child of knowledge assured him, positioning the laptop away from himself and the others where they stood in their local park.
“Well, if Gennai says so, we have no reason not to,” Sora tried to justify the situation. Biyomon nodded.
“Sora’s right, Gennai is always well-informed!” Tentomon added.

Few of the others had anything else to say as they watched and waited for whatever Gennai’s “Big Surprise,” as he put it, would be. Nearly all of the team was present, partners and all. Suddenly, another spectacle caught the group’s attention.

“Heeeeey! Sorry we’re late!”

The high, almost squeaky voice was impossible to mistake. Mimi, pink hair and all, was seen running towards them with Palmon by her side. She was breathing hard as she arrived on the scene. “Does that make everyone?” the plant digimon wondered, looking about. Davis and Veemon waved while Cody and Armadillmon just looked back and smiled. T.K. spoke for the group, Patamon perched on his hat. “You’re not that late,” he said kindly. Kari and Gatomon approached them next. “You just live a bit further away than us right now, that’s all,” she added.

(AN: I’m having Mimi live in Japan for a while for this fic. I don’t know. Pick your reasons. Parental divorce, recent tragedy, things just plain didn’t work out, whatever works for you. You guys are more original than I am, lol. It just works better. It’s a full team and the continuity is hard enough to place as it is. An additional note: the rest of the original digidestined already know Regan, if you’ve been paying attention to the story.)

“Yeah, so don’t worry about it,” Yolei helped to brush away the guilt, Hawkmon gesturing similarly with his wing.
“Hey, wait a minute… I can hear the gate opening!” Matt yelled out to gain the attention of the others. Gabumon sniffed the air, apparently analyzing the gate itself.
“Whatever’s coming through with Ken and Regan, it’s big!” the horned digimon alarmed the group.
“Big?! Well, I guess that explains one thing, huh?” Agumon confirmed Gennai’s surprise as the laptop began to emit a bright light.
“Here it comes!” Tai cried, and almost at his word, in a scene that looked like the computer regurgitating living matter, a large craft in the shape of a beast appeared. It circled the area as it grew to its full size, finally resting atop the nearby hill, facing away from them at an angle just so much that they could make out the ‘face’ of the ship.

“What have they been DOING?” Joe tried to bring a bit of light-heartedness to the sudden arrival.
“Is that a Digimon or a ship?” Sora asked the obvious question for the group.
“It LOOKS like it could be a fusion of the two…” Izzy analyzed even from his distance from the craft.
“I was about to say the same thing, Izzy. It still looks like it’s alive even though it’s not moving… like it’s sleeping,” Cody offered. Further input was put on hold when a part of the ship opened. From its bowels first emerged faces the group knew very well. Ken and Regan approached them, accepting their greetings, though they were somewhat meager in comparison to the questions that were raised pertaining to how they arrived.

“What’s it for, Ken?” Davis had his turn to ask the question on everyone’s mind. “Did you find out what we should be doing to repair the Destiny Stone?”

“Well… sort of. We need to battle a new enemy when that time comes. That’s basically the main gist of it… but…” Ken trailed off, unsure of how to continue. Luckily, Regan was able to back him up. “We’ll explain everything shortly. What we CAN tell you now is that it’s not just us that’ll be fighting. We have the Digidestined of a whole other world on our side!” he exclaimed, stirring up a few gasps from the others. With a wave of his hand, many other figures began a veritable charge out of the ship towards their new comrades. As they approached, the teams separated into their respective positions that their previously fought with. Their leaders stood in front of the group, each holding a flag; flags made and altered by Takato and the other Tamers during the trip. They all were plastered from top to bottom with caricatures of the humans and digimon that walked behind it.

Regan moved out of the way to introduce the newcomers further, the rest of the teens looking on utterly stunned. “The other dimension we visited held another Human and Digital World, both of which have been under calamity many times over, each having a group of digidestined stand and defend them. It was from their world that this new enemy was spawned, and now they’re all willing to help us!” the child of life had trouble containing his excitement as the soldiers he spoke of gave off a cheer. Takato once again waved the flag emblazoned with the title of ‘Digimon Tamers,’ while Takuya bore the banner of ‘Digimon Warriors,’ and Marcus held the name of ‘Digimon Data Squad’ high above his head.

Still, the children of the crests were left flabbergasted at the sheer size of this new army that Ken and Regan had somehow amassed in this short time period. Tai, however, managed to muster the courage to stand alongside his two friends that brought them to him.

“Where do I start? You guys are AWESOME.”

That made both the digidestined burst into laughter somewhat out of pride, but mostly from the way Tai presented the statement itself. Regan regained his composure faster, and gestured toward the group again.

“Well, don’t be shy, guys. Come check ‘em out.”

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In what they hoped to be their last ‘explanation session,’ and placing the flags in a symmetric pattern around the landing site, the digidestined gave the crest-bearers a tour of the ship. All the while, new discoveries were made about each of the soldiers to those they were unfamiliar with. Kazu and Kenta, at the moment, were nowhere to be found, thanks to Rika. After they went into the ship, Rika ‘took care of them’ so they wouldn’t badger the warriors about their personal lives, ‘sentencing’ them to watching the younger children.

“So, your partners only exist inside that digivice?” Cody inquired as he extended his hand towards JP’s D-Tector. “Well… yes and no. They’re just spirits. We… that is, my friends and I, just assume their forms,” the warrior of thunder explained. “Really? That’s a weird kind of power…” he responded half in-thought, quirking Zoe’s brow. “Um… you’re kidding, right? Doesn’t your world have Tokusatsu shows or anything?” It was Cody’s turn to look confused. “Toku-what now?”

“You must be the Warrior of Light,” Kari guessed as she approached Koji. “How did you know that?” he asked, surprised at the Child of Light’s sudden appearance. “My crest gives me a sixth sense to detect forces of light and darkness…” she paused, pointing towards Koichi, who was standing a few feet away chatting with T.K. “He must be the Warrior of Darkness, too. But… it’s strange. It’s not an evil darkness,” this notation caught the attention of the other two, and brought them over. “You’re quite right,” Koichi explained. “From my own experience, I’ve discovered that darkness is only truly evil if it’s tainted by an impure source,” T.K. nodded. “He’s right, Kari. You should know that; just look at Ken,” Kari looked over at him across the room, immediately remembering when he had sealed away Daemon thanks to the use of his Dark Digivice.

“Biomerging, you say?!” Izzy nearly demanded of Henry, Terriermon quivering on his shoulder, mimicking his tamer’s uncertainty. “Fusing yourself with your partner to warp-digivolve to mega-level… prodigious! How did you obtain that level of power?” Henry’s eyes were trying to avoid contact with Izzy. “Um… I… don’t know? It just sort of happened. It’s similar to how you guys attained your new levels; just as you grew closer. I’m sure that one doesn’t need to necessarily be a tamer or have any specific digivice in order to pull it off,” Henry tried to explain to him as best he could, since it was true he had no real idea of the actual prerequisites of biomerging, unlike the use of different cards for the levels that preceded them. “Hmm… that’s a good theory. I wonder what I’d look like if I merged with Tentomon…” at that moment, the insectoid digimon next to him coughed on the piece of food he was eating, mirroring the disgusted expression on Terriermon’s face.

“Ooh, who’s that little digimon you have there?” the innocent Mimi asked, looking at the smaller form of Leomon next Jeri. “My name is Ligermon. I look forward to fighting with you,” he said in a voice lower than Mimi expected to hear. “Y-you’re Mimi, right? I’m Jeri; it’s nice to meet you,” she greeted, extending her hand, but received a hug instead, feeling squished in between herself, Mimi, and Ligermon. “Ooh, you’re both just so cute! I know we’ll have a great time!”

“You remind me of T.K. with that hat of yours,” Joe said, rubbing the top of Tommy’s head. The slightly younger teen pushed it off. “Hey, don’t do that! I’m not a kid, you know!” he yelled just loudly enough to not catch the eyes of the others. Joe just chuckled. “Sorry about that, then. You’re right; I can tell just from looking at you that you’ve grown up a lot more on the inside than you have on the outside.” Gomamon nodded in agreement. “That’s right! You can trust Joe on that one!”

“Hey, cool, you have a Biyomon too!” Sora exclaimed when she came over to Kristy. Spencer gave a look of surprise as both the Biyomon fluttered above the small group. “I guess they like each other already,” Kristy noticed, giggling. “Yeah, I suppose she has that affect on people. She learned from the master,” she responded, getting a blank stare from Spencer and a look of skepticism from Keenan. “Somehow I don’t think that as true as she say…”

“So the three of you are police officers? That’s so cool!” Yolei congratulated the female DATS trio, who only had Lalamon outside of their digivices, the Chessmon still accustomed to their time as servants. “Well, it’s not exactly the best work. We’ve only been working there for a few months so far,” Miki explained, Megumi adding a nod of her own. “Yoshi’s the only one of us who gets any sort of patrol shifts; we’re stuck at the station until someone calls,” she mentioned as Sampson approached. “Which is quite often, actually, so it’s not much to complain about,” he added. “I hear that; I don’t know what I’d do with myself if I was in a dead-end desk job,” Yolei explained jokingly.

“How’s that band thing coming along?” Rika asked Matt as he made the rounds, who shrugged. “Eh, it’s not really going much of anywhere. I might just stop the gigs as a whole and just jam for fun. It doesn’t really feel like it when we’re up on stage anymore,” he thought out loud. Ryo gave him a sympathetic look. “Hey, if it isn’t doing it for you anymore, get out of there; that’s what I did with the card game in our world. Well, for the most part,” he added at the last minute, remembering that while he bowed out of competitive play, he still collected cards and played with the other tamers every now and again. “A Digimon Card Game? Oh, this I HAVE to see!” Matt said in a way that sounded sarcastic, though he was still genuinely interested.

“OK, OK, so run this through for me again,” Davis repeated, first pointing at Takato. “You’re a Tamer who can fuse with digimon…” he then moved to Takuya. “You can turn into a digital spirit warrior…” next was Marcus, who stood next to Regan. “And you’re just… well… a lot like Tai?” The Child of Life sighed. “Not quite, but… I suppose that’s close enough,” Veemon then interjected into the conversation. “I don’t think it really matters that much; either way, they’ll all help us out pretty well!”

“Somehow I knew that you the goggle-heads would gravitate away from the pack…” Tai changed the subject as he walked over to the group. “Well, those of you WITH goggles, anyway,” he finished off, noting both Regan and Marcus’ lack of headgear, as well as his own. “I’ve been going around, so I’ve heard a good amount of what you guys have done, and I have to say I’m impressed,” the original leader complemented, ushering a nervous chuckle from the lead tamer. “Well, I know we’re not really digidestined by your standards, but we did our best,” the humble warrior said, forcing a harder laugh from Tai. “Not digidestined? Come on. Tamers, Warriors, Secret Agents…” he paused to smile warmly at the group to show his sincerity.

“Sounds a lot like Digidestined to me, crest or no crest.”

Tai’s beaming expression was contagious as it spread across the group leaders in front of him. It was at that point that he noticed Agumon, and not his own partner. “You know, Marcus, that’s really cool how your Agumon has those bands… he looks like a sort of ‘Neo’ Agumon,” he explained his curiosity. Marcus, however, took offense to it. “What’s that supposed to mean? You trying to say that your Agumon is any better?!” Tai was about to recoil in fear, not meaning to insult him or Agumon, but was interrupted by the latter of the two. “Wait a minute, boss; he kind of has a point. ‘NeoAgumon…’ has a nice ring to it. I like it!” the band-wearing Agumon tried to quell the conflict with an acceptance of the term for himself. (AN: I always jokingly called Marcus’ Agumon ‘NeoAgumon’ because of his vast differences between Tai’s Agumon, so I figured that I’d try and get the name to stick here for the sake of... not having ‘Sorry I meant the other one’ moments. The two Biyomons have a similar situation, yes, but not nearly as important to differentiate, seeing as the appearances between those two are nearly the same, unlike the Agumons. I’ll settle that discrepancy in the next chapter.)

Putting the development on hold, Takato suddenly left the group momentarily. “Oh, hold on a minute; I’ll be right back,” he said, and within a minute’s time returned holding a folded piece of cloth, presenting it to Tai and Davis. “Well, since we’re in this together, its only fair that you guys had one for yourself, so we made this for you,” the tamer explained, allowing the two of them to unfold the cloth, or rather, unfurl, since as they opened it, they looked in admiration at the flag that was made in their honor. It was in the same fashion as the other flags, with caricatures of all the crest-bearers and their partners scattered across it, including Regan. The top third was left blank of faces, and taking of the space were drawings of the ten crests, and above it were the words ‘Digital Adventurers,’ as a testament to what they indeed did in their Digital World. Takuya spoke for the others. “In our world, your story was called ‘Digimon Adventure,’ so… well, we thought it fit,” he told them, trying to back up the title. Davis and Tai just looked at each other before addressing the group again.

“It’s fine… I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Tai proclaimed.

Minutes later, that last flag was planted in front of Grani II along with the others. The preparations were now complete, and the world would know that they were ready for anything.
'The circle is now complete...'

I noticed in the first part that i was avoiding Digimon speech, so i tried to give them a few lines of dialogue later in the chapter. That was my basic concern.
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Oh, just one more thing, I've figured out Leomon's pre-evolution, it's called "Elecmon". I found it on Digimon Wikia, and they're rarely wrong, so I thought yyou would like to know that.