You truly don't know your destiny, the one that seeks you out when you least expect it, and changes everything you know. It's an elegant truth in existence, or it's just fate.
The wind blew across the barren waste, the dead and haunted forest, where the darkness seemed to envelope all. The boy ran for his life. On his shoulder was a thing that looked like a green dragon; it was freaking out because something was chasing them. They kept running till they ended up on a cliff. The boy turned, deciding to face the one that had been chasing them.
"Hand it over boy," a gravelly, growling voice came out of the shadows. The force of that voice shook a nearby tree. It suddenly stepped out of the shadow, its dark fur shinning as it reflected the moon. It over dwarfed the boy that stood in front of it by a few feet, and looked menacingly down at him. It looked like some sort of man wolf.
"ShadowWereGarurumon, I'd rather die," The boy spat, glaring at the wolf man. But he was obviously scared, his hand shaking, and the creature on his shoulder was also shaking, as he looked at the claws of the monster that was coming towards them.
"That can be arranged," said ShadowWereGarurumon, "you have taken something that doesn't belong to you, and death is the sentence for that crime. So I could just kill you now, or kill that Babydmon and you would die too. It's up to you boy"
"I choose death," said the boy bravely as he pulled two things out of his pocket. He held them up high. One was what looked like an MP3 player and the other thing he had looked like a computer chip. He then wiped the sweat from his brow, and out of his spiky hair.
He placed the chip in the other device as he called out, "Digi synchronization, Hope chip activation!"
Now both he and creature that ShadowWereGarurumon called Babydmon were encased in huge spheres of light. When the spheres vanished Babydmon was something else. It had become a blue dragon thing, and it and the boy were dressed in the same attire. They then charged at ShadowWereGarurumon.
Digimon Sync Episode 1 "Beginnings part 1"
Edited by a friend
"Digitopia, the most peaceful kingdom is a place of legends and heroes. We are protected from evil by the great shield. It protects us all from the shadows that have tried for years to destroy us," speaking was a massive man. Playing with his curly mustache, he stood at least 7 feet tall, and muscles rippled through the robes he wore. His skin was like a bronze color. He suddenly stopped talking when he heard someone snoring in the room. He let out a sigh and walked over to one of the desks where a little child with green goggles was sitting. A puddle of drool had started to form beside his face, despite him looking like he was reading his book. The teacher slowly picked the book up and the kid immediately slumped against the desk, as he was actually using the book as support. He mumbled something unintelligible and started to snore again. Irritated, the man slammed the book hard onto the desk, cracking the top of it.
"I am awake, mommy!" The boy jumped up in a panic as he launched himself backwards into his chair, knocking it over. Embarrassed, he stood, picked up his chair, and sat back on it. He then fixed his goggles as the rest of the class laughed, or sighed.
"Sleeping again during the history of Digitopia… Just because you are royalty doesn't mean you can slack off in my class, Takajin. And where is that digimon partner of yours gone off to? I don't see Sunmon anywhere. I hope he isn't up to his usual mischief making," the teacher told him.
"I don't know Mr. Sagisa," responded Takajin.
"I hope he doesn't get me in trouble again! Everyone already knows I have no control over him what –so-ever. He is as wild as fire, which is his element," Takajin nervously thought.
A cat-looking digimon suddenly enters the room carrying what appeared to be a red ball with spikes, and a small flame emitting from its head. The cat dropped off the ball in front of Mr. Sagisa. "Caught this one Vandalizing the sacred garden," it hissed loudly, spreading its claws in a threatening manner.
"Good job, Liollmon," saidMr. Sagisa lovingly, petting the cat digimon with his massive hands, pretty much enveloping the thing's head. He then turned to Takajin sighing in a tired manner, "Can you control your digimon at all? You need to discipline the little nuisance before it gets both of you killed! I wish you were more like your older sister Hikaru and her digimon partner Moonmon. I now have to have another meeting with your parents, and you're getting detention."
"Again," groaned Takajin, letting out a deep sigh.
At that moment the bell rang. Everyone left except Takajin, who was forced to stay behind, and Mr. Sagisa. Takajin has been receiving detention every day since the beginning of the month; Sunmon for some reason has been more out of control lately.
A girl sneezed, causing the bangs of her light blue hair to flutter forward into her face and her purple goggles. She had the most magnificent purple eyes and her complexion was that of snow. She gave a little smile, "I guess someone was talking about me again or I am catching a cold!"
She closed the book she had been reading. Her digimon partner was sitting at her side. It looked like a rain drop with eyes. The Digimon smiled blissfully at the girl when it noticed its human partner was watching her.
"What is it Hikaru," Moonmon spoke in a soothing tone, appraising its human partner carefully.
"Nothing, I kind of just sneezed. This usually means my little Takajin is in trouble once again, and they mentioned my name to him like usual," Hikaru said. She looked very upset, despite the fact she was trying very hard not to look that way. "I wish they would stop picking on him because of Sunmon, it's not Takajin's fault," she muttered sadly.
"Sunmon is a trouble maker and will always be one," said Moonmon, her face drooping with a sigh. But she then smiled when her human partner said, "Hopefully he will mature when he Digivolves!"
"Sure, when Hogmon learns how to fly," joked Moonmon in response.
In the distance, not too far away, a pig looking creature falls outside of the window to Hikaru's room. Following it was the sound of a boy calling out, "Hogmon, you know you can't fly!" Then there was another sound of something crashing, something that sounded like glass breaking, and lastly a scream of pain.
"Oh crap! I need to pick up some things at the flea market," said Hikaru picking up her purse and Moonmon, despite her loud protests that she could walk without Hikaru's help.
The school bell rang and Takajin ran out the front with the other students. Before he could be on his way home, a thickset boy wearing a green bandana stopped him. The boy had a bird digimon on his shoulder.
"Taka… Come on you said you would show me?" He asked in a whiny voice. The boy had a deep sunburn, like he had been out in the sun all day, but could never get seriously burned at all.
"Oh, Right, the field stone; I did promise to show that to you, Rao," said Takajin, remembering. He looked around quickly, hoping no one heard him, and gestured to the boy to follow him.
On the way to the field stone they passed the sacred garden, and saw a huge burn marks on the lawn of the temple of the garden.
"Sunmon was here" Takajin sighed, shaking his head, as he read the burn marks out loud. He then glared at Sunmon, who looked very proud of his actions and didn't seem to be paying attention to the angry expression the boy was giving him.
"Taka, is this why you got in trouble? You have an interesting partner," Rao chuckled, stroking his digimon partner's back, he continued, "I'm glad Biyomon isn't like your partner. I hope yours Digivolves soon, so he can behave."
They passed the sacred garden and its glorious, vestige, purple flowers. They came across what appeared to be a hedge maze. Rao and Takajin entered it, taking a few right turns, and a few lefts, until they reached a sudden dead end. The wall bore the crest of the royal family, which appeared to be a bear wearing golden crown. Takajin walked up to it, placing his hand directly on top the crown. A passageway opened up in front of him. After walking through it, they had now reached what looked like a graveyard, but every single gravestone was blank. They both entered and Takajin looked around till he found the one with a strange looking bear on it. He pressed down on it and an enormous glowing wall came out of the ground. It bore the same symbol as the gravestone. "This is the field stone, and as you know, it powers the shield around the city," he explained, turning to face Rao.
"Wow, that's so cool Taka! And the royal family protects this thing? How does it put a shield around Digitopia?" Rao asked, taking a picture of it with his digivice. But before he could hear the answers, he looked at his watch. He started to run for the exit. "Sorry! I got to go! I have some chores to do!" He yelled out as he left, leaving Takajin alone.
Takajin felt it again, the same feeling he got every time he was near this stone. He felt he was supposed to touch it. There was a strong sense of it belonging to him. Whenever he was near it there was a weird feeling in his heart. Slowly he started to reach out towards the stone, but something startled him. He thought someone was standing right behind him, but when he turned around the person was gone. He turned his attention to Sunmon, who was so bored that he had begun spitting fire at one of the blank gravestones.
"Why do I put up with you? You're always getting me in trouble!" He growled at Sunmon.
"Takajin… What are you doing?" Asked a calm, yet firm, voice that came from behind Takajin. Suddenly strong hands were placed firmly on his shoulders.
Takajin turned to face the origin of the voice, and the person who had snuck up on him. It was a bearded man with a kind, gentle face, who was wearing a lavender cloak, and a silver crown. "Dad!" Takajin shouted happily, embracing the man. "You scared me," he said, but now appeared nervous, knowing from the way his dad was looking at him that he was probably in big trouble.
"Why did you bring your friend here, when I have repeatedly told you that no one but the royal family should know about the field stone? It's the only thing that protects us all from danger. Right now your friend is being spoken to about this and will be sworn to silence. Hopefully he knows to keep quiet about such matters," the king reprimanded his son.
"I am sorry dad. But I accidentally mentioned it to my friend, and then he proceeded to bug the heck out of me till I broke down and promised to show him! It will never happen again," explained Takajin, guiltily looking down at the ground, trying not to glance at his dad's face. He didn't want to see the faces of disappointment anymore.
His dad sighed, his attitude mirrored by the digimon that stood beside him, who hadn't been noticed by Takajin until now. "Come, sit with me. I'd like to explain things better and tell you more," he said sitting down.
Takajin followed promptly, and sat down beside his dad. He had an expression of impending boredom already planted across his face, ready to hear another history lesson, even though he wasn't at school.
"Do you think it is wise to tell him this, Zephirim" the digimon spoke up, interrupting Takajin's dad before he could speak.
"It's about time my son learns about his heritage, Grizzlymon. This is something he needs to know. It may save his life someday," said Zephirim smiling, causing his face to crease and his eyes to close. "As you already know, the field stone protects the city. It in fact contains a very special artifact, a link to the heritage of our family that was once wielded to make a miracle happen over a thousand years ago. What it exactly did was lost and forgotten till recently. We found ruins and hieroglyphs, that, when translated, read: together we are strong, and love will force us together. Basically, it's suggesting that maybe this stone could lead to a new human link with a digimon that no one could have ever imagined before. That's why the field stone should not be shown to anyone outside of the royal family," he finished explaining to his son.
Takajin stood up and he bowed to his father. "I understand now, and I won't let it happen again," he said in earnest, just wanting to get out of there without another lecture or history lesson. He turned to leave.
"Good, I don't want to have to punish you if it happens again. I'll let you off with a warning this time. But next time you will spend a whole week cleaning each one of these gravestones… and give Grizzlymon a bath," warned Zephirim, adding the last part as a joke.
In the market Hikaru walked from stall to stall looking for fresh produce, admiring the wares of some. A hook nosed woman in rags showed her a lovely necklace, but Hikaru decided not to get it now. She was in a hurry and needed to get everything to be able to bake a cake for the school for the fundraiser. After twenty minutes she had everything and was heading out of the market, when suddenly someone grabbed her. They started pulling her towards them. In a matter of moments she was facing them. A young girl spoke to her, her voice very urgent. "Take this!" She said palming something into Hikaru's hand, and then ran off, before she could react.
"That was really strange," said Hikaru slowly, and then looked down at the thing that had been given to her. It looked like some sort of music device, and tied to it was something that looked like a chip. The chip resembled one of those you stick on a computer, similar to the thing she used as a diary. Shrugging, she pocketed them, and then headed home.
She was half way home, when randomly a boy stumbled out of nowhere, and passed out right in front of her. He was covered head to toe with mud, and so was his dragon digimon, which was sprawled on the ground beside him. Sadly, it was in a more serious condition than its master.
Hikaru ran up to the boy, and first checked his pulse, then on how bad his condition was. She helped him to his feet, letting him lean against her like a wounded soldier. She would help him to her home, where she would call a doctor. She picked up the boy's digimon and carried it on her other shoulder.
A woman in a green shirt and yellow pants was talking to a girl in a purple shirt and black miniskirt. They were standing in front of the house when Hikaru arrived. The other girl caught sight of them as they got close enough. She hurried over to help Hikaru with getting the boy inside. "Mom!" Hikaru called out, and the woman, who had been talking to the other girl, came rushing in with a medical kit.
"Where did this boy come from?" Asked Hikaru's mom. Her digimon partner, that appeared to be Mikemon, came quickly from the other room. They were both calm despite the tension that appeared on both of their facial expressions. The mother had the same pale complexion as her daughter, Hikaru.
"He stumbled out of nowhere mom. I was walking home when it happened. I decided to bring him here, and then call for a doctor. He seemed like he's in very bad shape. I don't know what did this to him or where he even came from. He doesn't look like he's from anywhere around here," said Hikaru, trying to stay calm, "and thanks for the help Juniko." She quickly turned to the other girl and smiled nervously.
"It's no problem! I was here looking for Takajin. He was supposed to help me with a school project. I think he forgot, like he usually does," said Juniko. She then gazed down at the boy, "He is kind of cute. Too bad I'm not a little older. Being eleven years old is kind of a bummer, when most of the cute guys are older than you… Sorry I am rambling on, and keeping your attention away from him," she chuckled sheepishly, began to back away slowly and left.
Hikaru eased the boy onto the couch and placed a pillow under his head, while her mom positioned a warmed compress on to his head. This boy had obviously been through the ringer, and so had his digimon. Her mom placed it on the stair, across from them, and was now gently tending to it.
-To be continued-
Who is this boy, and where did he come from? To answer these questions, and more, please tune into the next Digimon digital monsters!