|Digimon: War Everlasting
Author: Toffy PM
The world was once healed by five kids the Digidestined, but the digital world is still troubled and divided. Can the old group, along with some 'new' kids and their digimon save the day?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure - Chapters: 7 - Words: 4,480 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 08-12-05 - Published: 07-25-05 - id: 2500970
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I worte this story using characters, names places and ideas from a roleplay I am part of and all things included within this story are copy writed, either by me or their original creators, so you can not use any of them without permission. The story is actually the 'second season' of an on going story. The first season story was written by my friend, Angel of Hope and Miraclesand is called 'Digimon: Extreme' in case you want to read it.
Digimon: Everlasting War
Rose opened her eyes slowly and cautiously as if something was going to attack her if she revealed the baby blue orbs. She squeaked, basically because her throat had gone dry from shock and she couldn't scream. As soon as she had opened her eyes a pair of deep black eyes had stared back at her.
"ARRRRRRRGH!" The owner of the new pair of eyes yelled, to be replied with Rose screaming;
"ARRRRRRRGH!" Then, they both screamed in unison;
"ARRRRRRRGH!" Rose hastily put a hand over the little creature's mouth and the screaming became muffled, she lifted it away and the scream was back at full blast and she quickly replaced her hand over the little creature's very vocal mouth.
"What are you?" The small creature tried to answer, but it was muffled so Rose took her hand away so the creature could speak.
"I'm a Digimon! SnowBotamon!" The creature said happily, with a huge smile and Rose just smiled nervously back. The little round creature had fluffy white fur, two cute little round ears, deep black sparkly eyes and little pink cheeks.
"This is for you!" Rose took the strange device from SnowBotamon gingerly, inspecting it carefully.
"What is this? It looks like a pager or something."
"It's a Digivice!" SnowBotamon exclaimed happily, bouncing around.
"A Digivice for a Digidestined!" Rose just looked baffled.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Rose turned to find the owner of the voice; it was another blonde girl, sitting by a lake. She got up and walked over, with SnowBotamon snuggled into her arms.
"Do you know what this place is?" Rose asked and the girl nodded. There was a small yellow Digimon sitting beside her, with pointed ears unlike SnowBotamon's round ones and she had big blue eyes and what looked like a tiny, yellow, fox like tail.
"The name's Angel. This is Viximon."
"I'm Rose. This is-"
"SnowBotamon! HI!" SnowBotamon squeaking hyperactively and Viximon began bouncing in time with the little round, white, fluffy creature.
"I was just about to try and find the others and perhaps try and find something to eat, would you like to come with me?" Angel asked and Rose nodded.
"Definitely, there's safety in numbers. So what is this place… ? Wait. How many more of us are there?"
"Well, this is the Digital World and Viximon said there are ten special Digimon, so I'm guessing there's going to be eight more Digidestined." Rose nodded as they began to walk through a small stretch of woods.
"And what's a Digidestined?"
"We are. Digidestined are kids chosen to befriend and be partnered with a Digimon." Rose nodded, falling silent as she did not want to sound stupid by asking a lot of questions.
After a long walk, basically because the two girls had to stop the two hyperactive Digimon from bouncing off, they reached the destination that Angel had hoped she would find.
"Yes! I knew it was around here somewhere. That's the restaurant I visited with the old group the first time I came to the Digital World."
"The first time? You've been here before?" Angel nodded and they walked down the small hill, watching their Digimon crash into the restaurant underneath the wooden swing doors and they both wore similar expressions of amused exasperation, before trying to catch up with them.