Double post, sorry to be a burden Mikuru, but do you mind taking Knowledge? Or are you content with Honor. I don't want to force you lol and so we start:
~*Two years ago*~
Two years ago, a group of eight digidestined entered the digital world to put a stop to the resurrection of five ancient digimon by an evil being. This Digimon took residence on Oni Island, situated to the far south of the digital world. A veil of dark magic hid the land from view during the day and would appear only when the full moon showed itself in all its glory. The reasoning behind this was unknown of by any residence of the digital world, but they found out…
Zhuqiaomon the guardian of the southern sector of the digital world scouted day and night when a wandering digimon first spotted the demon island, but even he could not penetrate the shield of darkness when the full moon revealed it. Worried by this revelation Zhuqiaomon met at the center of the digital world with the other four guardians: Baihumon, Azulongmon, Ebonwumon and they're leader Fanglongmon.
The meeting took four days and four nights, the rest of the digital world waited patiently on the decision the five holy ones would decide on, some even put aside sleep in order to be the first to hear the news of what was to be of their land. Oni Island was indeed bad news if it was protected by a veil of evil.
Then on the fourth night, digimon from all over the world met at one meeting point on each sector, where their guardian sovereigns would inform them of what was to be. They explained that eight humans were to be called; each assigned their own digimon to take down whatever evil resigned within the islands depths. They asked for volunteers to be aids to these humans.
The sovereigns of the north, south, east and west agreed to choose two digimon each to be the guides to these children for they knew of who would be worthy enough to do so. The sovereign of the centre of the world would then choose eight children who were deemed worthy. Eight digimon were also chosen that day to guide the humans that would arrive the next.
And that they did, greeted by the Sovereigns themselves, the humans were introduced to both they're digimon and they're mission. But the only problem was that they did not know the secret to breaking the veil of darkness that protected the lair of whatever evil digimon lay hidden and plotting. The Sovereigns bowed their heads and told the chosen of eight locations spread out across the digital world that held crests of great power that would not only aid themselves and the chosen digimon, but would almost certainly break the veil of darkness that shrouded the island.
And so, the chosen set out on an adventure unlike no other, searching high and low for these so called crests of power that would aid them in their battle. They had been given locations, but not as thorough as they knew exactly where they were. The first was located in a vast desert within a raging volcano, guarded by a WarGreymon and a Flamedramon. They asked a battle of the one of courage, she stepped forward along with her digimon. Together she and the raging Z'd Garurumon fought the two, struggling and soon fell, but they did not stop. Both got to they're feet and charged once more.
The battle was halted by an orange light that flew from the lava below and circled the two guardians, absorbing them before laying to rest of the young woman's breast forming into a crest of orange.
The second was hidden in a snowy plain atop a dangerous mountain prone to blizzards. Here a MetalGarurumon and a Raidramon stood atop the peek and watched as the group struggled through the harsh weather and danger. One appealed to them the most, the teen with the spiked black hair and the Elecmon for a partner. Throughout it all he was the one who offered a hand as the young woman with the goggles led the way. Upon reaching the top, the two guardians didn't even ask to fight, instead both glowed a light blue and came to rest around the young mans right wrist as the crest of friendship.
The third came unexpectedly. Concealed within the heart of the Digimon she had set out with. A Phoenixmon and a Halsemon were born from the love the tamer and the digimon shared between them. After explaining why this was triggered by the harsh battle the girl with pink hair and the Kotemon had just fought, the two disappeared in a pink light and reformed into the crest of love.
The fourth was concealed within a cave in the middle of the ocean. After a long drawn out journey atop a Whamon to the cave, the team found themselves deep underneath the ocean, following the cave to its bottom. The group had been torn apart 7 to 1. The reliable one, the one that always seemed to be the one with the answers, the one to pay attention had been separated from the group by a large rock. He chided "I'll make it back, I promise' and that was all that needed to be said to ensure his return. The bottom of the cave was home to a haven of sorts where a Plesiomon and a Digmon lay waiting, one concealed by water, the other digging aimlessly at a far wall. Both knew that this one was the one they had been waiting for because he had made it to the bottom without a scratch. They gave they're souls to him and reformed as the crest of reliability.
The fifth was acquired within the lap top of the girl with red hair and determined eyes. To the groups surprise she along with her digimon partner Salamon was sucked within her own laptop and came face to face with a HerculesKabuterimon and a Marinemon. There was no doubting that this was the brains behind the outfit and so, both reformed into the crest of knowledge which came to rest upon the red heads breast.
The sixth one was found in the ruins of a forgotten city towards the north. Only one entered, that being the punk with ruffled black hair and a bossy attitude. He and his trusty Koemon entered and answered a trial of honesty questions. No one knew what questions were asked as they young boy did not say when he arrived back with the souls of a Lilymon and a Shurimon formed to create the crest of sincerity.
The seventh was discovered in the centre hemisphere of the digital world, the pure one, with the angelic blue eyes and a Labramon for a partner were separated from the group when she discovered a fallen Gatomon who had managed to sprain its ankle. She little girl tore at her dress and formed it into a bandage, firmly wrapping it around the cats foot. The cat smirked happily and called forth another digimon from the heavens. Nefertimon landed protectively behind the Gatomon and sniffed at the girl before coming to the conclusion that this was the one of kindness. Both Digimon nodded to each other and formed the crest of kindness.
The final one was discovered at the coast on the night of the full moon where Oni Island appeared on the horizon. All had given up any hope of being able to find the last crest, that was all but the young boy with the Patomon, he would not give up so easily and boosted the spirits of the group, it was then from the heavens decended a Seraphimon and a Pegususmon, both were proud of the young human and formed into the crest of hope.
Now with the eight crests and their owners present, the eight digidestined and their chosen digimon faced their final challenge and that was to defeat whatever evil lay within Oni Island. The sovereigns bid them farewell and good luck before creating a bridge of energy which connected their land with the outcast island. Together the chosen walked the sacred path towards the demon isle and came face to face with a grand door whose surface was carved with eight seals all resembling that of the eight crests the chosen wore.
Together they raised their crests and all at once eight lights flew from the crests and embedded themselves within the hard wood of the door. With a loud groan and a cluster of creeks, the door opened wide to reveal a courtyard with withered trees and a lake that ran red. Hundreds of steps caked in grime and muck led to an alter. The chosen and they're digimon climbed the steps to the alter and cast they're eyes upon a castle in the far off distance, it seemed after all this trouble, the real threat was out of reach.
But that red head always had the answer. The alter held a note: 'The chosen must give a blood offering'.
The one of courage wasted no time, she grabbed a sword from her back and held it to her thumb, she was soon stopped by the red head. "Why would it say that if it wasn't a trap?!" The one of courage glared and drew a line across her thumb and cropped it into the pale that was connected to the alter. She turned to her companions and bid them forward, all followed in turn and she drew a line across each of their thumbs. The red head took persuading, but after this long journey, she agreed to it.
A black light engulfed them all and they soon found themselves within the castle, clueless as to what direction to take. The girl with the Gazimon growled in frustration and took off up the nearest flight of stairs, kicking the door down and bidding the others to follow. They agreed and after a long night of searching, they found what they were looking for, a dark throne room, lit only by a few lanterns, the clatter of chains and a glowing white light from the throne. There sat a pure figure of an eight winged child and on both sides sat two struggling demons: Belphemon and Daemon.
The child introduced himself as Lucemon and as all evil figures do, launched into a story of how his plan had finally come true. He had planed for years on how he would take over the digital world, first planning in secret and then let his presence be known with the appearance of Oni Island under the full moon. He chanted about how he needed the bodies of the eight chosen ones to act as offerings to the five ancient digimon who had wrecked havoc upon the world all those years ago. Under the light of the full moon, he would make his offering and soon the digital world would belong to him.
The girl with the crest of courage stepped forward and declared a battle between the two. If Lucemon won out, she and her comrades would succumb to him and act as the offering to the Ancient Digimon, if she won, then of course Lucemon would die.
The child laughed and clapped his hands. One by one the chains binding the demons at his side to the wall came free and before long the girl and her digimon was standing face to face with the snarling digimon. It seemed Lucemon accepted the proposal and the chains that once bound the demons, countered and wove around the girl's companions. She growled and together, her and Z'd Garurumon pounced into battle, swords and claws raised.
The battle went on for what seemed a life time, the girl and the wolf battling on and on, unable to give up. But it was an unfair battle. The girl and her digimon partner fell in a pool of blood, the two demon digimon looming above them. The chosen's heads fell in shame and hoplessness.
…
Only two of the chosen managed to flee the scene.
~*Present time*~
There was a clatter and a loud bang. A young woman fled from the scene with her Wolf companion in tow, a man in a white Fox mask and a red centaur like creature stood with weapons draw as the due fled. The woman did not spare a glance back over her shoulder as she replaced the silver blades to her belt. The man in the mask shook his head in despair and bid his Digimon to return to its rookie level. The weasel slithered up his arm and around his neck, never leaving the capsule it carried go.
"It's hard to believe"
"Believe what?"
"Never mind"
The man turned his back on the fleeing couple, but the weasel continued to watch their silhouettes before they disappeared into the mist of sand, the human riding upon the wolf's back.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"The-They should have been here by now."
"Be calm, Aisha. They will be here. The crests have been sent out; their curiosity will get the better of them. Not many teenagers can refuse an offer like that, you couldn't." The Digimon nudged the girl playfully in the side.
"I sure hope so. Don't stand much of a chance without 'em, do we?" Aisha stated, running a hand through the silken fur of her companion before hoping onto his back. "C'mon, chances are that they are gonna land in Primary village. That's where I ended up and met a cute lil Digimon of m'own." She grinned.
Sangloupmon snorted before raring up and dashing off towards the colourful village ruled by the small critters and an overprotective Elecmon. She had been living there for quite a while now and had come close to the residence of the Digital world, well became close to those who didn't oppose her that was. They were quite well known in many small villages and even the towns had come to respect the duo.
"You don't think they will notice, do you?" Aisha asked the tamed wolf. "I mean, if they do, then we won't stand a chance!"
"Calm down, Aisha. I promise to you that everything will work out for the best, and if it does not…we still have each other. Just believe that you…no believe that we can do this, together." They were wise words, coming from a wise digimon. He may only be in his champion form, but Sangloupmon had surpassed a normal champion level digimon in both intelligence and power.
The Primary village had changed a lot during the past years in the Digital world. It was still run by the same Elecmon, but its design had completely changed. It was a larger spit of land compared to what it first was, with schools and training facilities for the small digimon. When they came of a rookie age, the digimon would leave to fend for themselves, but until then, they were under the care of the fatherly Elecmon and his helpers.
"Hey there, young mistress! Come for another Digimon have ye?" The Elecmon greeted. "Yours is looking a little rusty at the moment, could I interest you in a sparkling new Punimon?"
"Watch your mouth, or you will find yourself decaying in mine…" Sangloupmon growled. "Nothing could ever replace me, Aisha would not allow it." It was evident that this Digimon did not take kindly to being pried away from his tamer, even if it was classed as a joke.
"Hah hah, y'know I could never get rid of him, Elecmon." Aisha chided. "I could never." She ran hand over the Digimon's head and nuzzled its jaw. "Anyways, have they arrived yet? Has there been any sign of them?"
"I'm afraid not, young mistress. There has been no sign of them yet, but the crests have been dispatched have they not?"
She nodded. "Yeah but…I would have thought they would have received them by now…that's all."
She collapsed to the floor. The wolf watched her just incase she had fainted and not just fell due to exhaustion.
"If they don't hurry soon, this is never gonna work. Waka's just gonna keep doing what he's doing and this is never going to end!"
The Wolf said nothing, but looked to the heavens.
(OOC- First post: You receive an e-mail beckoning you to the digital world. You are sucked through a portal and suddenly find yourself in primary village where Aisha and Sangloupmon await you. Here you meet your digimon partners and hear your set mission.)
