Legendarian Mistress
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A/N: I'm Legendarian Mistress, and I have just started on this Digimon fic, but intend to post updates as regularly as I can. Also, please be aware that Origins and Secrets takes place twenty years before Time Shards, which is the first of Fuyu's planned fics. Now then, let's get moving into "Origins and Secrets".
Rated: M for violence and death.
Disclaimer: Digimon is © Bandai; 1997-2011. All other characters are © Legendarian Mistress.
Origins and Secrets
Chapter 1
"... An abnormal weather pattern has settled over Odaiba today and won't lift. We encourage you to stay indoors until authorities are able to learn of the abnormality's origin. This is Ryoko Da'ar of Odaiba 34.7; back to you, Kara."
"Thanks Ryoko. As you may know-"
Mrs. Kimura fiddled with the dial, turning off the radio. The blonde-haired woman hurried over to the base of the staircase that led to the rooms on the second floor. "Yoshino, Noriko! Hurry please, or you'll be late for school!"
"Coming, Mum!" Yoshino called back loudly, bored with today already.
One of the older boy's younger siblings skipped past; it was Noriko, the oldest of his sisters. She giggled as she turned her black-haired face in her blonde brother's direction. "Don't be like that, Yoshino," the girl replied. "School will be fun today, I'm sure of it!" With that said, she continued on her path downstairs, making her way to the kitchen table where Yoshino joined in a couple of seconds later.
As their mother finished delegating out breakfast to her six children, Yoshino asked Noriko his usual question in a process he did every morning. "How did you sleep last night, little sister?"
Noriko answered that her sleep had been disturbed by a vision of a giant white tiger. Yoshino blinked several times, adding that he, too, had seen a huge golden dragon in his. The sixteen-year-old wondered what it could possibly mean, but was quickly scolded by his mother when she saw his wandering expression and also told him to begin breakfast or he'd never get to school.
"Yes, Mum," the boy groaned and started getting stuck into his cereal.
Noriko tittered again, before she finished hers.
...
"Hey, Rukia!" Rukia Sagisu turned, her tightly braided long brown hair hitting her in the face lightly. Yoshino was standing there, holding something.
"Yeah, Yoshi?" She joked, using the nickname his friends called him by. His blue eyes stared warmly at her.
"You dropped this; I don't know what it is, though," he answered, holding up a crimson device that resembled a wireless computer mouse. Rukia paled and quickly snatched it. How could she have dropped her Digivice?
"Thanks," she replied awkwardly, wondering if the others had received theirs yet. She started speculating whether the others had had the visions and been told of their fate. Rukia herself had been addressed by Zhuqiaomon, who called himself the Red Phoenix of the South. He gruffly informed her that she was one of five Chosen Children who would be receiving their Digivices, known as the D-Kinect.
"Earth to Rukia?" Yoshino was waving a hand close to her face. She returned to the present and swatted it away. "Ah, so you've come back to us." It was his turn to joke now. Everyone in their two classes knew that when Rukia was in deep concentration, she zoned out.
"Oi, you two, hurry up! Class starts in five minutes," a brown-haired girl called to them as she jogged past. Both looked at each other, before bolting to their respective school buildings.
...
The Mega level peered down at the Champion, who blinked at him curiously. "Are you quite certain of this plan?"
"Quite," replied the dragon. "The half-breed and the others have called them."
"Of course they've been called. It will make little difference in the end. They will fall."
"You sound confident," the Champion answered.
"My plans are perfect. Of course I am." He waved him off. "Now go."
"Yes, boss," the four-eyed dragon sneered, with a hint of malice in his voice as he flew away.
The Mega snorted. "Ah, what a fun relationship this will be."
...
"That's great work, Tanner!" Mr. Ryan, the American teacher for Tanner's class of nine and ten-year-olds, praised the boy. "You're doing really well in this lesson."
"Th-thanks, Mr. Ryan," the brown-haired boy stammered. "B-but I've still got the rest of the day ahead of me."
The man sighed; he wondered if Tanner would ever get over the deeply buried shock of losing his parents. "Alright, everyone," he raised his voice, having heard the rest of the class becoming rowdy. "Settle down and go back to your work."
"Yes, Mr. Ryan," the class chorused, faces red at being caught in the act.
...
It has begun. A familiar, gruff voice entered her mind.
"Huh?" Rukia looked around, having heard something, or for that matter, someone.
Hiroshi looked over, his yellow eyes puzzled. "What's wrong, Rukia?" Rukia glanced at him and grinned widely at the boy to hide her discomfort.
It's begun… You will go.
"Ah nothing, I thought I heard something," she lied, hiding a shiver. As he turned away, she glanced out the window. "Mother..." she whispered. "I'm scared. I have to leave you. I know you won't be able to cope."
...
"Hey, Yoshino, can I get some help please? Miss Sudazu wants me to take these to Mr. Tsurumaki, but I can tell just by looking that there's too many..." A white-haired girl asked.
"Sure, Zoë, why not?" Yoshino responded. "We'll take half each." As the twenty history books were divided into two groups, carried by both teens, the boy glanced at his cousin. I wonder what role she has to play in this mission. Fanglongmon said that myself, Noriko, Rukia, Hiroshi, Tanner and Zoë would be going; but what I don't understand is why us?
The two soon arrived at Mr. Tsurumaki's room, where they placed the history books on his desk. Yoshino left a note on one of them saying that he and Zoë had delivered them upon Miss Sudazu's request. They left, going back to their classroom.
...
School was over and Rukia heard Hiroshi breathe a sigh of relief as the bell clanged. All of the students exited their classrooms and made their way to the school gate, where six in particular stopped for a talk.
"Did you guys get the same weird dream?" Yoshino was asking Rukia, Tanner, Hiroshi and Zoë. When all bar Rukia stared at him strangely, he clarified: "I was spoken to by a golden dragon and Noriko had a vision of a giant white tiger."
"My dream had a long blue dragon," Hiroshi grumbled.
"A-and I was approached by a two-headed turtle," Tanner stumbled over his words.
I knew it, Rukia asserted mentally. We are the five. "As for myself, a phoenix came to me." But that doesn't explain the sixth, Zoë.
"In my dream, I was approached by a robed human," Zoë responded.
"Anyway," Hiroshi drawled, not seeing where this conversation was heading. "Tanner's had a hard day today, so I'm going to take him home."
Shrugs and nods of compliance came from the others who followed, but they all got as far as the park, where the clouds were significantly darker than anywhere else. It was there that they saw a man in snow white torn clothes and his face hidden. He wore brown boots with buckles on them. The man wore a white cape and hat. In one of his gloved hands was a staff with a snowflake. Whoever he was, what he did next surprised everyone. His staff slammed into the ground and a light began overtaking him, before he was gone in the blink of an eye.
"We're all here now. It can start." The others turned to look at Tanner. "We're going. I can feel it." Noriko's eyes narrowed and she tensed defensively.
Yoshino frowned and looked around, not quite catching the hidden meaning. Rukia shivered. The weather report didn't mention this cold front. She glanced up, expecting to see snow. Her eyes widened, as her vision caught green and red light. "Why are the aurorae here?"
"Um guys, there are bright stars in the light!" Tanner cried. He seemed to be back to normal and was pointing at the sky. They all looked up.
"Should we run?" Hiroshi asked, his voice now quavering. Yoshino secretly agreed.
"No point," Zoë replied quietly. "They're coming for us. There's no way to avoid it." She smirked faintly and muttered, almost to herself: "I was right. This was fate after all." Noriko's earlier suspicion infected Yoshino now and he watched her. She knows an awful lot about this.
Abruptly, the world vanished into light. Using his other arm, Yoshino covered his eyes. The next thing he knew, he was plummeting downward, or at least what he thought was down. What's going on here? Yoshino felt fear wash over him. We haven't stopped falling. Are we going to die?
He didn't get a response.
The whiteness faded and he could see green. Inhaling, he smelled grass. We're in a meadow. He rolled over, surprised to feel his left hand clenched around something. Moving his head to see, he unclenched his fist. The device from before was still solid in his hand. I shouldn't be able to hold this. Sitting up, he turned it over in his hands. It still looked like a wireless computer mouse, but it was now more digitized. His was grey.
He looked around, seeing the other five collapsed as he had been. "Everybody okay?" There were general groans of consensus. One after the other, they all sat up and looked at the device in their hands, barring Zoë.
"What are these, do you think?" Rukia muttered, her pale green eyes curious.
"Those are Digivices, specifically called D-Kinects. You need them to travel in and out of the Digital World." Yoshino turned toward the voice, not recognizing the creature as he strolled over to him.
"You mind telling me who you are?" He sounded curious, not annoyed. The creature gave him a sneer from behind his collar.
"I'm Sorcerymon, a Champion level Digimon whose attacks are Crystal Barrage and Aquarius Fill." Behind him were four other Digimon.
A bouncy creamy kitten leaped onto Noriko's head and grinned. "I'm Salamon, glad to meet you! Let's do our best now, okay?"
A dog made her way over to her partner, only she was larger with red ears. "Labramon," she greeted friendly-like. "Hiya!"
The third one, a large owl-like creature with a ninja's outfit, gave a confident smirk. "Falcomon," he introduced, looking slightly smug. "Glad to meet you. I think I'm going to enjoy this."
The last was a small purple dragon, who shuffled over shyly. "I'm Monodramon," he said, looking away from his partner's gaze. "Nice to meet you. I... I hope I can be of help."
Rated: M for violence and death.
Disclaimer: Digimon is © Bandai; 1997-2011. All other characters are © Legendarian Mistress.
Origins and Secrets
Chapter 1
"... An abnormal weather pattern has settled over Odaiba today and won't lift. We encourage you to stay indoors until authorities are able to learn of the abnormality's origin. This is Ryoko Da'ar of Odaiba 34.7; back to you, Kara."
"Thanks Ryoko. As you may know-"
Mrs. Kimura fiddled with the dial, turning off the radio. The blonde-haired woman hurried over to the base of the staircase that led to the rooms on the second floor. "Yoshino, Noriko! Hurry please, or you'll be late for school!"
"Coming, Mum!" Yoshino called back loudly, bored with today already.
One of the older boy's younger siblings skipped past; it was Noriko, the oldest of his sisters. She giggled as she turned her black-haired face in her blonde brother's direction. "Don't be like that, Yoshino," the girl replied. "School will be fun today, I'm sure of it!" With that said, she continued on her path downstairs, making her way to the kitchen table where Yoshino joined in a couple of seconds later.
As their mother finished delegating out breakfast to her six children, Yoshino asked Noriko his usual question in a process he did every morning. "How did you sleep last night, little sister?"
Noriko answered that her sleep had been disturbed by a vision of a giant white tiger. Yoshino blinked several times, adding that he, too, had seen a huge golden dragon in his. The sixteen-year-old wondered what it could possibly mean, but was quickly scolded by his mother when she saw his wandering expression and also told him to begin breakfast or he'd never get to school.
"Yes, Mum," the boy groaned and started getting stuck into his cereal.
Noriko tittered again, before she finished hers.
...
"Hey, Rukia!" Rukia Sagisu turned, her tightly braided long brown hair hitting her in the face lightly. Yoshino was standing there, holding something.
"Yeah, Yoshi?" She joked, using the nickname his friends called him by. His blue eyes stared warmly at her.
"You dropped this; I don't know what it is, though," he answered, holding up a crimson device that resembled a wireless computer mouse. Rukia paled and quickly snatched it. How could she have dropped her Digivice?
"Thanks," she replied awkwardly, wondering if the others had received theirs yet. She started speculating whether the others had had the visions and been told of their fate. Rukia herself had been addressed by Zhuqiaomon, who called himself the Red Phoenix of the South. He gruffly informed her that she was one of five Chosen Children who would be receiving their Digivices, known as the D-Kinect.
"Earth to Rukia?" Yoshino was waving a hand close to her face. She returned to the present and swatted it away. "Ah, so you've come back to us." It was his turn to joke now. Everyone in their two classes knew that when Rukia was in deep concentration, she zoned out.
"Oi, you two, hurry up! Class starts in five minutes," a brown-haired girl called to them as she jogged past. Both looked at each other, before bolting to their respective school buildings.
...
The Mega level peered down at the Champion, who blinked at him curiously. "Are you quite certain of this plan?"
"Quite," replied the dragon. "The half-breed and the others have called them."
"Of course they've been called. It will make little difference in the end. They will fall."
"You sound confident," the Champion answered.
"My plans are perfect. Of course I am." He waved him off. "Now go."
"Yes, boss," the four-eyed dragon sneered, with a hint of malice in his voice as he flew away.
The Mega snorted. "Ah, what a fun relationship this will be."
...
"That's great work, Tanner!" Mr. Ryan, the American teacher for Tanner's class of nine and ten-year-olds, praised the boy. "You're doing really well in this lesson."
"Th-thanks, Mr. Ryan," the brown-haired boy stammered. "B-but I've still got the rest of the day ahead of me."
The man sighed; he wondered if Tanner would ever get over the deeply buried shock of losing his parents. "Alright, everyone," he raised his voice, having heard the rest of the class becoming rowdy. "Settle down and go back to your work."
"Yes, Mr. Ryan," the class chorused, faces red at being caught in the act.
...
It has begun. A familiar, gruff voice entered her mind.
"Huh?" Rukia looked around, having heard something, or for that matter, someone.
Hiroshi looked over, his yellow eyes puzzled. "What's wrong, Rukia?" Rukia glanced at him and grinned widely at the boy to hide her discomfort.
It's begun… You will go.
"Ah nothing, I thought I heard something," she lied, hiding a shiver. As he turned away, she glanced out the window. "Mother..." she whispered. "I'm scared. I have to leave you. I know you won't be able to cope."
...
"Hey, Yoshino, can I get some help please? Miss Sudazu wants me to take these to Mr. Tsurumaki, but I can tell just by looking that there's too many..." A white-haired girl asked.
"Sure, Zoë, why not?" Yoshino responded. "We'll take half each." As the twenty history books were divided into two groups, carried by both teens, the boy glanced at his cousin. I wonder what role she has to play in this mission. Fanglongmon said that myself, Noriko, Rukia, Hiroshi, Tanner and Zoë would be going; but what I don't understand is why us?
The two soon arrived at Mr. Tsurumaki's room, where they placed the history books on his desk. Yoshino left a note on one of them saying that he and Zoë had delivered them upon Miss Sudazu's request. They left, going back to their classroom.
...
School was over and Rukia heard Hiroshi breathe a sigh of relief as the bell clanged. All of the students exited their classrooms and made their way to the school gate, where six in particular stopped for a talk.
"Did you guys get the same weird dream?" Yoshino was asking Rukia, Tanner, Hiroshi and Zoë. When all bar Rukia stared at him strangely, he clarified: "I was spoken to by a golden dragon and Noriko had a vision of a giant white tiger."
"My dream had a long blue dragon," Hiroshi grumbled.
"A-and I was approached by a two-headed turtle," Tanner stumbled over his words.
I knew it, Rukia asserted mentally. We are the five. "As for myself, a phoenix came to me." But that doesn't explain the sixth, Zoë.
"In my dream, I was approached by a robed human," Zoë responded.
"Anyway," Hiroshi drawled, not seeing where this conversation was heading. "Tanner's had a hard day today, so I'm going to take him home."
Shrugs and nods of compliance came from the others who followed, but they all got as far as the park, where the clouds were significantly darker than anywhere else. It was there that they saw a man in snow white torn clothes and his face hidden. He wore brown boots with buckles on them. The man wore a white cape and hat. In one of his gloved hands was a staff with a snowflake. Whoever he was, what he did next surprised everyone. His staff slammed into the ground and a light began overtaking him, before he was gone in the blink of an eye.
"We're all here now. It can start." The others turned to look at Tanner. "We're going. I can feel it." Noriko's eyes narrowed and she tensed defensively.
Yoshino frowned and looked around, not quite catching the hidden meaning. Rukia shivered. The weather report didn't mention this cold front. She glanced up, expecting to see snow. Her eyes widened, as her vision caught green and red light. "Why are the aurorae here?"
"Um guys, there are bright stars in the light!" Tanner cried. He seemed to be back to normal and was pointing at the sky. They all looked up.
"Should we run?" Hiroshi asked, his voice now quavering. Yoshino secretly agreed.
"No point," Zoë replied quietly. "They're coming for us. There's no way to avoid it." She smirked faintly and muttered, almost to herself: "I was right. This was fate after all." Noriko's earlier suspicion infected Yoshino now and he watched her. She knows an awful lot about this.
Abruptly, the world vanished into light. Using his other arm, Yoshino covered his eyes. The next thing he knew, he was plummeting downward, or at least what he thought was down. What's going on here? Yoshino felt fear wash over him. We haven't stopped falling. Are we going to die?
He didn't get a response.
The whiteness faded and he could see green. Inhaling, he smelled grass. We're in a meadow. He rolled over, surprised to feel his left hand clenched around something. Moving his head to see, he unclenched his fist. The device from before was still solid in his hand. I shouldn't be able to hold this. Sitting up, he turned it over in his hands. It still looked like a wireless computer mouse, but it was now more digitized. His was grey.
He looked around, seeing the other five collapsed as he had been. "Everybody okay?" There were general groans of consensus. One after the other, they all sat up and looked at the device in their hands, barring Zoë.
"What are these, do you think?" Rukia muttered, her pale green eyes curious.
"Those are Digivices, specifically called D-Kinects. You need them to travel in and out of the Digital World." Yoshino turned toward the voice, not recognizing the creature as he strolled over to him.
"You mind telling me who you are?" He sounded curious, not annoyed. The creature gave him a sneer from behind his collar.
"I'm Sorcerymon, a Champion level Digimon whose attacks are Crystal Barrage and Aquarius Fill." Behind him were four other Digimon.
A bouncy creamy kitten leaped onto Noriko's head and grinned. "I'm Salamon, glad to meet you! Let's do our best now, okay?"
A dog made her way over to her partner, only she was larger with red ears. "Labramon," she greeted friendly-like. "Hiya!"
The third one, a large owl-like creature with a ninja's outfit, gave a confident smirk. "Falcomon," he introduced, looking slightly smug. "Glad to meet you. I think I'm going to enjoy this."
The last was a small purple dragon, who shuffled over shyly. "I'm Monodramon," he said, looking away from his partner's gaze. "Nice to meet you. I... I hope I can be of help."