FanFiction.Net - unleash your imagination|
Author of 11 Stories |
Disclaimer: Absolutely no one in this particular area of the world has and cares, or has any knowledge of Digimon except for the select few who don’t have a life. With that being said, welcome!
Government Confines
Evolution Revolution
My feet hurt.
If you think our feet hurt now, wait till we’ve gone more than just a few miles, Pat told him.
They were traveling. The entire group had decided to move out that night for the Eighty-fifth district. So far, the miles totaled were only about ten. Marcus was in his normal state of complacency, Pat was trying his very best to look on the bright side, and the others were wondering why the two were so eerily silent.
I’m not sure you grasp just how far we have to go, Pat said. All the way across this world. You should really try to concentrate on something else.
Like what, Marcus asked sarcastically.
Well, our destination for one. Maybe the journey itself will be a growth experience for you.
Pat’s human mentally snorted. Sure. There has got to be something else. He grimaced. Do you have anything else at all?
Pat involuntarily smiled. Well, he said, there is always the possibility that I could find a mate…
Bleh! You’re crazy!
“Casey is attractive,” Pat thought aloud. Realizing that he had just said that aloud, he cursed, a lot. Damn, damn, damn…
She’s staring.
Damn. &. You $& liar!
Marcus laughed. Whatever.
Pat cursed once more at his partner’s antics before moving on to another subject. I’m not an expert on humans, but Alice looks good. Marcus didn’t answer. For you, Pat added quickly, suddenly aware of his word choice.
She thinks I’m a prick.
Pat laughed aloud. You are a prick. You should work on that.
You’re giving me advice on girls? Inwardly, Marcus shook his head in total disbelief. That’s embarrassing. I was the most popular guy at my school, and you’re giving me advice!
That’s nasty. It was Pat’s turn to grimace. Here, you mate for life. Once you do the deed, you don’t do it with anyone else.
If it’s any consolation, I’m sure she sold herself too.
Nasty…Meh. Marcus sighed mentally. She wouldn’t have anything to do with me anyway, he said. What am I supposed to do anyway? Its not like I can say hello and start over… What?
You, Pat replied. If you want to flirt, just say so. I know so many techniques that it’s embarrassing.
Like What? Marcus was skeptical.
When she tells a joke, laugh with her and lean in. When your just close enough, lightly put your hand on her shoulder and she’ll think you’re steadying yourself when you’re actually hitting on her.
That wouldn’t work.
I suppose you could do better, Pat asked. You just don’t know what you’re talking about.
Marcus smiled. Pick-up lines are my specialty.
Let’s hear one then. Pat waited. And waited and waited. Are you going to pick me up or what?
I’m thinking.
There’s a first.
Are you a parking ticket?
Wha…
Because you have fine written all over you. Marcus clicked.
His partner sighed and then laughed. Pathetic. If that ever worked for anyone, then you shouldn’t be here.
Of course it’s pathetic. They take pity on you and go on a sympathy date.
Genius…
Alice smirked. They’re talking about us, she said, referring to the ExVeemon’s earlier comment. You specifically. I think he likes you.
Pat? Bleh!
What’s wrong with Pat?
What’s wrong with Marcus?
Bleh.
Casey laughed. You do like him! I knew it!
He’s an ass.
Yeah, he should work on that, Casey replied. She turned to glance at the subjects of their conversation. You just have to get him away from Pat.
Stop staring at Pat. Their form smirked. If you ever want me to say anything to Marcus, than you have to talk to Pat. I honestly don’t know why you would think that I would have anything to do with Marcus, though.
Don’t tell me not to stare until you stop staring yourself.
Alice realized she was staring at them and quickly turned away, blushing through their black scales. I wasn’t staring, she said, denying the fact completely.
You were too.
“Does anyone know where we’re going,” Jerry interrupted their thoughts, using Mech’s gravely voice. “I hate to be a pessimist, but their isn’t anything for miles.”
Mitch spoke up from the rear of the group. “There should be a town not too far from here where we can stop for the night.”
This was music to Marcus’ ears. “Finally. I’ve been beaten and bruised. I’m ready for bed.”
Garth groaned. Up till now, he hadn’t had the need to say something about Marcus’s attitude simply because he could take his leave to another part of the Base.
By now the Base was completely ransacked by enemy soldiers. Because of that risk, they left and neither he nor his human could get away from Marcus’s constant complaining of their situation.
Garth said something. “Be quiet. I’ve heard enough of you for a lifetime.” The albino wolf grunted with satisfaction when Marcus stopped in mid sentence. “Thank you.”
Mitch applauded. Alice and Casey laughed simultaneously. Mason was the first to actually say something in response, “Garth, for someone who doesn’t speak, you’re a miracle worker.” This was received with a round of “amens” and “here here’s” from the party. “Thank you, thank you,” the lion man took a fake bow.
“What’s your history?” Jerry asked, changing the subject. “We know about Pat, Marcus, Mech and myself. But we don’t know anything about you four.”
“Who want’s to go first?” Casey looked around to Garth, who shook his head and said nothing more. “Ok, I will. Then Alice will, then you can go.” Garth nodded, seemingly liking the arrangement.
“I’m about a hundred and twenty years old,” she started, receiving a mental gasp from her partner. “Major highlights of my life include switching several masters, being born into slavery, and finding a human in the fields I was working three days ago.”
“That was quick,” Marcus muttered. “There isn’t anything else?”
“Not unless you want to know that we were just thinking about…”
“My turn!” Alice intervened just in time (still in the same voice). “I’m from California. My father died eight years ago, just before my little brother was born. Since then, my family life has been getting worse.”
“Another poor me story,” Marcus muttered under his breath.
“My mother’s health is also getting worse, forcing more responsibility on my younger brother, Jason.” She choked. “Sorry,” she apologized. “We were fighting just before I came here.”
Garth grunted in understanding. “Michael is just getting over loosing his mother to a madman.”
“What happened,” Mitch asked gently, to the surprise of the others.
“He told me that he watched a man claiming to be his father shoot her,” Garth replied in his human’s place. “Michael doesn’t talk a lot. I think it’s got something to do with that.”
“Well what about you? You’ve got to have some history.”
“Mine’s just about the same as Casey. Slavery has been my life for as long as I can remember.” His ear twitched. “Do you hear that?” he said uneasily. “Scatter!”
He dived to the left, narrowly avoiding a pitch-black explosion. Two more crashed into the center of the group, flinging every one of them (with the exception of Mech) like rag dolls to the side. Three black, armor-clad figures landed in the resulting craters.
“Cease and desist,” one of the commanded. “The Emperor requires your executions at once, and we’d rather not have to chase you down. And in any case, reinforcements are on their way.”
Mitch climbed to his feet again, growling. “Sorry to disappoint you then. Giga Blaster!” His metallic chest plating opened, revealing a pair of impressively large missiles. The projectiles flew true, impacting at the center of the attackers.
Marcus, Pat said, slightly nervous. Do you think you could let me have control so we don’t get killed? Marcus complied without question. As soon as he was able, Pat took to the air, launching a barrage of lasers down to the enemy.
Casey, following the males’ example took flight overhead and released her own dark-oriented attack. Alice screamed inside their head, wishing solely to be on the ground again walking.
“Giga Cannon!” Mech roared, releasing a defining blast from his back-mounted cannons. The attack left the center attacker reeling and angry.
“Black Tornado!” The BlackWarGreymon launched himself at Mech and the human inside him, spinning in a fiery whirlwind. Mech brought up a claw, forcing the dark WarGreymon’s helmet off and the antagonist to fall from his flight.
He jumped back to his feet, almost instantaneously, and plowed one of his clawed arm guards into Mech’s jaw. Jerry screamed upon impact, not expecting any pain from a mechanical form.
The BlackWarGreymon laughed, hearing his enemy.
As for their dark counterpart and her human, they suffered through the same thing. Except that they had been trying one thing that the others were too panicked to think of. Digivolving.
“Pat!” they called, getting the message that the others were too terrorized to think of it. “Try digivolving!” They glanced at Casey and Alice for a moment before dodging an oncoming attack.
“And you think we have the time!” Pat shouted, frustration evident in his voice. He dived, pulling out inches above the ground. “When you have this guy busy, maybe we’ll try it!”
Casey flipped through the air, landing on their enemy’s back. “Then try it now!”
Pat grunted. Loosen up, he thought to himself. Try not to think about anything but getting to the next level. Don’t talk, don’t open your eyes, don’t even breath. Marcus held his breath, unknowingly heeding his partner’s instructions.
“Don’t listen, don’t loose control, focus.” He and Marcus were speaking… In different voices. “Don’t think about anything but getting to the next level. Focus. Focus on the task at hand; focus on the power bond between us. Focus.”
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Marcus was aware of someone screaming his name. Pat was dimly conscious of the same fact. Their nerves tingled and the willed the sensation to stop. They were aware of their surroundings. The air pressure dropped, the temperature increased, a storm was brewing.
They opened their eyes. The BlackWarGreymon was streaming toward them, spinning in a massive vortex of black flame. “Black Tornado!”
“Dragon Impulse!”
The BlackWarGreymon stared up at the sky, making Mech wonder if he was in some kind of dream-state. Now’s our chance, Mech! Mech nodded, shifting to their humanoid form. “Dragon…”
“Impulse!”
Jerry jolted their head up. “What the heck is that?” He too stared at the misty, phantasmal entity in the air. “Mech?”
“Dragon Fire!” Mech launched their bulk at the unsuspecting foe, also managing to shock Jerry back to the present. The enemy Digimon collapsed and lay heaving, blood oozing from a series of deep gashes in his chest.
“Terra Destroyer.” The antagonist released the orb hovering above his head. The Leomon dipped down to avoid the coming blow.
Garth waited behind him, far beyond the range of the Terra Destroyer, for his chance to plant one on the enemy. This he did without hesitation from either him or his human partner. The armor shattered upon impact with the ice attack.
She’s demanding, Marcus thought wryly. Digivolve this, hurry up with that! Blah, blah, blah. “Hold your horses, woman! We can only do so much at a time!” With that, their enemy fired another sphere at them, forcing them to evade.
“V-Wing Blade!” A massive amount of energy built up within their body. Pat released it, throwing the enemy’s black dragon to the ground and killing him instantly. “Now,” he said, “I’ll take requests.”
“You go to get help, me and Alice will help the others,” Casey said, flying just a tad closer.
“Why us,” Marcus said, turning to the opposite direction. “Why don’t we stay?”
“You two are faster than the rest of us.” She rotated ninety degrees to the left and took off en route to the others as fast as she could. Alice didn’t complain, happy for a temporary cessation of loops.
Pat did the same, talking Marcus out of cursing at them at the same time. They don’t need it at the moment, Marcus. We just have to do our job.
A/N: Just what the doctor ordered. Another chapter of Government Confines has been completed. Read, review, and seriously enjoy. The next chapter, “Ground Zero,” is next and I hope it’s done by the end of next week (no guarantees on that point).
Anyway, the outline for the entire thing is completed, so I have an idea of where I’m going with this. However, that is subject to change at my leisure. Check out my profile for other fics on the horizon.
:
:
:
:
