Chapter Four: Enter Impmon; The Dark Child Digimon
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“Why do I get the strange feeling that someone’s watching me…?”
Jenrya sat on a park bench, only partially lost in thought. It was a nice
day out, nicer than it had been for a while… For some reason it seemed to
be raining a lot more than usual lately…
It was almost too bad that he had no one to enjoy it with…almost. He knew
Terriermon was going to be ‘busy’ with his little sister for the rest of
the day…
Shuichon had snuck into his room early this morning, interested in playing
with one of her favorite ‘dollies’. She’d spent a good five minutes in there,
searched for Terriermon, and thinking that her older brother was still asleep,
but he’d heard everything… She had mumbled something about ‘princess pretty
pants’ and there was a muffled whisper of “Jen!” Before everything became
silence once more.
He’d almost felt sorry for the poor guy and gone to retrieve him from the
clutches of his younger sister, before stopping himself. He needed some
free time, WITHOUT his loud mouth digimon around. Terriermon may have been
his best friend, but he could still be annoying, sometimes to the point
of insanity.
Still… Jenrya couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday, the images burning
into his memory, the words playing over and over in his head… Takato’s ‘house’,
Guilmon, a REAL digivice, and the story that Takato related to him… Or tried
to at least.
“Who was that digimon Takato spoke of? As far as I know, no digimon was
around five years ago…” In truth the first digimon Jenrya had seen had been
Terriermon, only a year and a half ago, and then many more of them after that,
most of them ranging from the child, to adult level…
It aggravated him that he could have known the answer, had he not become
so… Unbelieving. He even had a digimon of his own, so why could he not believe
when Takato spoke of one!?
"Because you didn’t want to believe him…" He mentally replied to
his own question, "You didn’t want to believe that digimon could do such
a horrible thing as to kill another being…"
True, he hated to think of digimon like that, his best friend was one of
them, and he knew Terriermon wasn’t a killer, he battled other digimon only
to protect innocent lives, but no, he would never purposely try to harm
something…
But still his own digimon sometime frightened him… Terriermon WAS a digimon,
and with being a digimon he inherited the instincts of one, including the
urge to fight… That urge only got stronger when he evolved… And that’s when
he got dangerous… He didn’t want anyone to get hurt because he couldn’t
control, no. Couldn’t TAME his own digimon…
He couldn’t let Terriermon become a monster…
He shook his head, trying to clear himself of that mental image. Terriermon
WASN’T a monster, and would never be one.
…As long as he kept him from evolving again.
His thoughts came back to the matter at hand… That digimon… He truly was
a monster from what he had heard from Takato… But the question still remained…why?
Why had this so called ‘digimon’ burst in on Takato and his parents, killing
them both for no other seem than to cause pain? The digimon he and Terriermon
fought weren’t evil (or so he thought), they seemed more confused than anything,
and in some way Jen felt sorry for them…
But still… just this one digimon that had appeared before all of them,
he had to be different, smarter than the others that came here. It had to
have come with a purpose… Jen was determined to find out what that purpose
was…
If there was one thing he hated was to be left out of something important…and
this threat Takato spoke of was just that…a threat.
He was so lost in though that he didn’t notice the loud voice of someone
calling, “Night of Fire!” or the fact that a small fire had started by his
shoe…
Until he smelled the smoke.
“What the...?” The flame was growing bigger by the second, slowly catching
his shoe on fire as well. Attempting to stomp it out, he could hear the
loud sound of someone--"or something" he corrected himself-- cackling.
The fire gone, he looked to where the sound had come from, ‘it’ being a
child type digimon. The digimon sat up in an oak tree, right beside the park
bench he’d been sitting at before the fire had started.
"An Impmon," He told himself mentally; he had the card at home.
It was obvious from both his name and looks that he was an Imp of some sort.
He was purple in color, with a white face, and a bandana and gloves, which
were red. His eyes were green, and showed both greed and amusement… "Most
likely at my expense" Jen though dully. Last of all was a smiley face
on the digimon’s stomach, except this one seemed to smile showing it’s razor
shape teeth…
Jen narrowed his eyes, glaring at the Impmon. "I really do NOT want
to deal with this right now…"
The digimon saw he was being glared at stopped his laughing to look at
Jenrya, "Whatcha starin’ at kid? Never seen a powerful digimon before?"
He replied, in an American slang type voice.
By now Jen had removed his burnt shoe, it was pretty much worthless now,
and he wasn’t amused by the fact that he would be walking home in his sock
feet. “What did you do that for?” He demanded angrily, ignoring Impmon’s
questions.
"What did you do that for?” Impmon mimicked the sentence Jenrya had spoken
just seconds before. “Eh, you humans are always so defensive.” Jen decided
it would be best to ignore the digimon for now, he was no interested in
getting into a fight that was likely to get him hurt worse than just a burn
shoe.
"Hey!” Impmon jump down from the tree he had been sitting in before. “Where
are you going!? I ain’t through with you yet, ya scaredy cat!” He shouted
to Jen, mostly try to provoke him into doing something he would regret later
on.
He kept on ignoring him, hoping that the digimon would lose interest and
go away; instead he got the thing he was least expecting.
“Fine! If you going to be that way then you just as stuck up as the rest
of those humans!” With that Impmon called again, “Night of Fire!” and a
small ball of flame came at him from behind. He turned around startled,
and put his hands in front of his face in hope of protecting himself. But
fate had other plans in mind…
“No one messes with my partner and gets away with it! BLAZING FIRE!”
Jen uncovered his eyes to see Terriermon standing in front of him, his
mouth open, and using his own flames to shoot Impmon’s back at him.
Impmon seemed to be the more shocked out of the two, he jumped in surprise
and then pain as his own fireball came blasting back at him. He managed
to jump out of the way but he wasn’t quick enough and one of his ears was
hit, getting badly burned in the process.
The purple digimon spent the next few moments cursing loudly and holding
his ear, before looking up, and glaring at Terriermon, “Now why’d you go
and do that!?
“I’m not going to let you hurt my partner!” Terriermon responded. He seemed
to be thinking for a moment before he spoke again, “Even if he does leave
me to be tortured by his little sister!”
Jenrya blushed. "Maybe I should have brought him along after all…"
Impmon frowned, “I can’t believe you! Your taking orders from that human!
And for what, huh? What have you got in return?”
Terriermon was still glaring, “I don’t need anything in return! Jen’s my
best friend, and nothing you say is going to change that!”
Jenrya was surprised at Terriermon’s loyalty, he’d never heard his partner
talk with such compassion in his voice, he really was sure of himself, and
it made him proud to have such a digimon.
Impmon made a face, “Fine, keep your pathetic friendship, but you don’t
know what you’re getting in to!” With that he walked away casually, it was
almost as if the fight had never happened.
Terriermon looked to his partner in surprise when Jenrya did nothing, “Are
we just going to let him get away!?”
Jenrya nodded, “Don’t worry about him, he’s only a child type, if that.”
Was it just him or did he see Impmon stiffen at that comment? It was obvious
that he didn’t like being teased, especial when it came to his size. “Besides,
I doubt he could do much damage anyways.” Impmon was fuming by now, but
neither Jen or Terriermon took any notice.
“Okay…” Terriermon replied, “If you say so…”
Jenrya held out his arm letting his partner jump on and then climb to his
head. Terriermon laid on his stomach letting both of his ears to flop down
into Jen’s face, and the boy brushed them out of the way, allowing him the
use of his eyes. “Oh, and, thanks…”
Jenrya couldn’t see his partner’s face from his position, but could tell
he was grinning from ear to ear. “No problem,” His voice turned to a more
serious tone with only a slight bit of teasing, “Just remember this the
next time to think about leaving me with your sister, or I can’t promise
I’ll be there to save you next time.”
Jen sweat dropped, “…Right. I’ll keep that in mind…”
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“Look at them…” Yamaki spoke, his voice hard and cold to his surroundings.
He glared at the scene in front of him, a young boy —no older than 10 or
11, he guessed— and a digimon riding upon his head, they were talking, and
one of them laughed, both enjoying each others company.
“They have no idea of what they’re getting themselves into…” He muttered
under his breath, angry both the child and the digimon. "Or what type of
flawed programs they are dealing with…"
The blond man reached into the pocket of his trench coat and pulled out
a headphone receiver. With one swift motion of his hand he activated it.
"Everyone, I want a beacon on those two, both the digimon AND the human.
Find out if they’re a threat or not, and what their weaknesses are.” He
demanded. “Yamaki out.”
He pulled his lighter out of his pocket, flicking it open and closes again
in a habit he was use too. Open and closed… Open and closes… Open and closes…
***Flashback***
A younger Yamaki stood at his assigned post at Hypnos, admiring the work
done to create the place. He looked around examining the computers…looking
for perfection. He found it.
Two girls sat at the front of the room, facing a huge computer. A geographical
map on display. The two of them stared at the screen intently, watching
for any chance of active.
But Yamaki continued to admire the sight before him, taking everything
in, detail by detail…
A large black dot appeared on the screen.
Instantly the girls began to type faster on their computer keyboards, panic
written on their face, Yamaki was the first to pick it up.
“What’s wrong?” He demanded, wondering what the cause of the panic was.
“Sir,” The red head turned to face him, despite the chair she was sitting
in, her long hair falling down her back, “A digimon just appeared on screen,
we think it’s another wild one.”
“Isn’t there anything we can do to stop it!?” He asked, his tone of worry…and
anger.
The short hair blond was the one to speak up, not bothering to turn around
in her chair like the other had done, “We’ve tried! But it doesn’t even
seem to slow down, no matter what we do! The only thing we can do now is
to wait…to wait and hope that there is another chance to delete it…”
***End Flashback***
“I was the one in charge there… I should have being paying attention to
what was important… I was too confident in my abilities… People died because
of that.” Yamaki frowned, his eyes hidden from the sunlight by his pair of
black sunglasses. If anyone had seen then though, they would have seen the
pain in them, the pain of a person who had lost someone close to him… “I made
an oath that following morning,” He continued, “An oath that stated I would
never allow that sort of thing to happen again.”
Twelve people had died that night, killed by a digimon…killed because he’d
been so foolish as to take so much responsibility and think that he could
handle it, foolish enough to let that digimon through the barrier between
the real and digital world…. But now he could, and would take that responsibility
because as of now it was one of the few things that kept him going.
He’d lost a friend that night, his best friend in fact. He lost: Shuu Tao.
He shook his head softly, trying to think of something, anything, to talk
his mind off that night… He turned around, intent on reaching Hypnos; there
was work to be done, one of the few things in his life he could keep track
off.
His steps were quick, busy, business like, and had someone passed by him
they would not have recognized him as anything more than a tall, blond hair
man wearing a suit.
No one would have noticed the crystal-like tear as it slipped down his
cheek.
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“Hey, are you coming or what?” Hirokazu called back to his partner, he
was lagging behind.
The baby level two digimon perked up immediately, as to not upset his partner,
and hurried to catch up with the boy.
Hirokazu’s frown turned into a look of amusement. His newfound partner
had no arms, nor legs, and still he struggled his hardest to keep up. But
still… A frown appeared again from out of nowhere, something was wrong with
his partner, he seemed distracted…
He shook his head, trying to free himself of his worries. It was probably
just from there talk… Hirokazu got the feeling from Kapurimon would do anything
to find out more information when it came to the ‘Digital Hazard’, and though
he didn’t exactly understand their current situation, he wanted to help
his partner…
Kapurimon had caught up by now and Hirokazu held out his arms, letting
is tired digimon jump up into them.
Holding him he could feel his digimon almost shivering, maybe he was cold?
But no, that couldn’t be, it was almost a hot day today, and he was glad
that the weather had finally changed for the better.
But then what was it? A cold maybe? "Great…" Thought Hirokazu dully,
"Already one day with my new partner and he’s already sick! I wonder
if it’s contagious…"
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In reality Kapurimon wasn’t sick. He could feel…something…and that something
was coming closer…
No wait…that something was here.
He hadn’t been sure at first, and had been both scared and unsure when
he had heard something in the back of his mind. But as it grew closer he
knew that he was not imagining things…
It was a digimon.
He could smell it now, it was definately a digimon. He wanted to go after
it, he knew it was close, closer than it had been just a few moments before
at least, and Kapurimon was not interested in going to the digital world
to get his fight.
The only thing that really kept him in his spot at the moment was his partner…he
had a feeling that Hirokazu would be a little upset, if not pissed off,
if he decided to run off. But he couldn’t help it!
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A soft growl escaped, and his partner looked down at him. “Kapurimon? You
okay?”
Hirokazu never got a response as his partner jumped from his arms, and
fell to the ground. After that he was off, taking off at a speed that seemed
impossible for such a digimon.
He was forced to run his fastest as he tried to catch up with his digimon
partner. “Kapurimon! Wait up!” His digimon act as if he hadn’t even heard
him. That’s when he noticed the fog…
"That’s strange…" He thought to himself, why had it suddenly gotten
foggy? He put that thought aside, and charged on after Kapurimon.
But the fog was getting thicker, and by the time he had caught up with
his partner he could barely see anything. Still…he hadn’t run that far!
He had to still be in the park… Squinting he looked around, and stopped.
His eyes fell on a rather large shadowy outline….
Kapurimon was still right beside him so that left…something else. But from
it shape and size he had feeling it wasn’t human. "Well, here goes nothing…"
Slowly he walked forward, try to get a look at the thing in front of him…he
never would have imagined tripping to be an option. But it was, and he did
trip, coming down hard despite his slow movements. His D-Arc had flown from
his pocket…
And landed on the ground with a soft ‘thud!’
It seemed to almost turn itself around so it was pointing to the “thing”
in front of him. He watched in awe as it seemed to project a hologram of
something…a digimon! “Sabirdramon,” He read off, “Virus type. It’s attacks
are Black Saber and Mach Shadow…”
Finally struggling to his feet his snatched up his D-Arc and looked to
his partner, “Kapurimon! Look out! It’s coming right at you!” Indeed the
bird-like digimon had took flight and dropped into a nosedive, aiming for
his partner.
Unfortunately, his shouting only distracted the baby level two digimon…giving
Sabirdramon just enough time to attack.
He wanted to cover his ears to hide from the noise of his digimon screaming
in pain. He couldn’t watch… "One day…" He though again, "Just
one day, and I’ve managed to put both me AND my partner in danger…"
But he wasn’t ready to give up just yet. “Come on Kapurimon! You’re my
digimon and you must have gotten some of my amazing fighting skills to have
become my digimon! I know you can do it!”
Kapurimon gave a forced smile, struggling to get out of the headstand he
was in now. “I’ll try my best Kazu-san…” He was standing right side up now,
and Hirokazu could see the rather large gashes that covered his partner’s
body. "And that’s just from one hit too…"
Kapurimon’s eyes lit up, ready and determined to give it his all, he wanted
to make his Tamer proud… "This one is for you Kazu-san!"
“HOWLING HERTZ!”
Hirokazu watched as his metal helmed digimon launched it’s attack upon
the giant black bird…to no effect. The attack didn’t seem to even phase
the Adult level digimon!
Hirokazu remembered about what he had said before about knowing his partner
could win…but…he wasn’t so sure anymore.
…And there opponent didn’t seem like the type to just leave its target
in good health…or alive for that matter.
“BLACK SABER!”
They were in trouble…BIG trouble…
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Both Jen and Terriermon were still in the park, Jenrya spent most of his
time in silence, watching his surroundings…he didn’t think Impmon would
be coming back to greet either him OR Terriermon anytime soon, but you could
never be to carefully. Terriermon, however didn’t seem worried. Still resting
on Jenrya’s head he spoke loudly to anyone who would listen, meaning: Jenrya.
“...After that she wanted to play tea party…” He made a face, “Do you have
any idea of how embarrassing that was?! She put this little pink dress on
me, and it itched like crazy! Not to mention the hat! She didn’t even bother
to cut out ear holes for me! Boy…you are one lucky Tamer, I swear, if anyone
else had even ATTEMPTED to leave me like you did they’d be burnt to a crisp
by now!”
Jenrya rolled his eyes, and continued to watch his surroundings.
“Hey! Are you even listening to me?!” Terriermon put on a pained look,
“Do you ever listen to me, ‘cause it sure doesn’t seem like it.” His looks
turned to one of protest, “Besides, I listen to you when you talk! Even
if it is boring old stuff like school!”
Jen frowned, “School’s not boring.” Terriermon looked down, and gave him
a look of total disbelief. “Well…okay, maybe it is, but at least I don’t
talk as much as some people.” He commented, a grin returning to his features.
It was Terriermon’s turn to roll his eyes, “I don’t talk ALL the time,
only when I have something useful to say!”
“Which is...when?” Jenrya asked, almost complete innocence in his voice.
Terriermon pretended to look hurt again, “Hey, I come up with a few useful
pieces of information once and I while! Like yesterday when I told you about
Guilmon! And what did you do to repay me and my watchful senses? You forget
me at school!”
“Hey!” Protested Jenrya, his senses no longer entangled within the tress
and bushes of the park, “I though you had forgiven me for that!”
Terriermon leapt to the ground, and crosses his arms over his chest, that
amused look flashed in his eyes, “Well, maybe I’ve changed my mind.”
Jen shook his head in disbelieve, “Terriermon…” He expected another witty
response, but looked down at his partner when he got nothing. Terriermon
was frozen in his spot, arms still crossed over his chest, but a frown on
his face. “Terriermon?”
His partner looked up at him, a hint of worry...and excitement, in his
big green eyes,
“I think I smell a digimon.”
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