As a bit of an interlude, here we have Digimon ND Special #1. It is only, like, four chapters long, kinda like one of the Digimon special OVA's that were like movie-length episodes. The chapters are kind of short, too. In fact, the chapters of my Digimon stories actually start getting shorter from here on out, at least for a while. They just don't need as many words to say what I need them to say, and have a lot more action pieces than character pieces for a while. In fact developing minor characters and world-building gets more of my attention going forward than developing my main characters does. They are already developed, save for Kris, who really isn't very complicated.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Book two isn't coming for another month. Right now we're focusing on this story, which tells the tale of how the Digimon Sovereigns came up with the idea to use humans to enhance the powers of Digimon. Unlike the rest of my stories, which take place in the "back-up file" Digital World, this one takes place in the original, the same Digital World of the original Digimon Adventure series.
Chapter One
Glary
“John,” said Sarah, “I’m not tired yet.” She sat up and her curly hair fell messily into her eyes. I sat up and sat back against a tree, facing her.
“None of us are, but we need to get some rest. Our battle with ViralManipulamon was only a week ago, and we’ve all worked really hard since to help with repairs to the Citadel. Whether we feel it or not, our bodies are worn out. We need to rest.”
“Oh come on,” said Jeremy, the fully alert Mechmon hanging from a tree branch above his head, “there’s got to be something we can do to pass a little time.”
I looked around. Everyone was awake now and all eyes were upon me.
“Fine,” I said, “get the fire going.”
Once we had our campfire going again, which wasn’t difficult with the help of the little black horse, BlackColtmon, and his fiery hooves, we settled in around it expectantly. I looked around at my friends. We were all here: the dark-haired Jeremy, his partner, the robotic monkey Mechmon, my Amazonian cousin Jen, and her partner, the small brown horse Coltmon, my golden-haired sister Sarah, with the small tan horse Ponymon at her side, the young, blunt, Amanda, lying aback the dog-sized brachiosaur Chickomon, my two Digimon, the black snake Serpentmon, and the aforementioned BlackColtmon, and finally the tag-along mechanical dog, TechnoPupmon, and myself. The five humans and seven Digimon that made up my ragtag group of Digidestined.
“Alright,” I said, “there’s nothing better when camping out than a story told around the campfire. Anyone have a good one?”
Mechmon, likely the most knowledgeable in our group, raised his hand. “I have a story for you guys,” he said. “I’m sure you’ll like it, since it’s about how your powers were invented.” Still hanging from the branches above Jeremy, the Machine Digimon swung once, catapulting himself to the ground beside the campfire, where we could all see him, and he began…
Mechmon
This is an ancient story to me, but not so much to you humans. It takes place only eight years ago in the years of your world, but that was a full four of your years before the Great Synchronization that altered time so that time in the Human World moved at the same rate as time in both Digital Worlds. Back then four years in Human World Years was the equivalent of hundreds of Digital World Years.
I don’t know if this story is true. I don’t know if anyone does. All I know is that it is a legend told throughout both worlds, even though it takes place only in the original Digital World. This is the story of the first human to be called Digidestined.
But first I must tell you about Glary. A very long time before Digidestined were used to protect the Digital Worlds in the stead of their Gods, the Four Digimon Sovereigns, those Sovereigns decided to create an artificial partner to enhance the power of a Digimon warrior as a sort of experiment. They chose the form of a human, since humans are versatile creatures capable of manipulating their environments effectively without any special abilities, and so they used data from various sources to create a digital man, giving him enhanced speed and strength. They also encoded him with the correct data to enhance the power of a particular Digimon: a red mech named Droidmon, a Digimon built to be the ultimate machine. This ability would eventually become the basis for the Digivice.
Glary and Droidmon fought in many battles and they never lost a one. They proved to be great warriors. But something strange happened. In time Glary and Droidmon developed emotions that they were thought to be unable to feel. As a result the two decided that they would rather journey together than continue to fight. The Sovereigns realized that their experiment was in a way a failure, as they had never intended to make two new fully sentient beings, but they were wise enough to see that due to their sentience, the two should be free to make their own choices. So Glary and Droidmon were allowed to go on their way and find their place in the world that they called home.
Glary’s journey took him to a distant place deep in the forests of the continent of Server. A peaceful place known as Digi Garden where the data of all fallen Digimon goes to be reborn, after being judged worthy by the Digimon God of the Afterlife, Anubismon. At Digi Garden Glary and Droidmon found peace, that is until the day that an evil Digimon stronger than anything ever seen at the time descended on server, attacking near the Digi Garden. To protect their home Glary and Droidmon once again rushed into battle.
Their enemy called himself Genocidemon. He was a massive armored brontosaurus-like Digimon with fierce red eyes and two enormous cannons on his back. His skin and armor was gray washed, making his colors pale orange, chrome, and blue. His body seemed to be breaking down. His armor, though strong, was corroded, and his flesh seemed to have degraded away almost completely in several places, exposing his data and fractal code. He had two bony wings with fractal code running between the bones.
After clashing with Genocidemon for a few minutes it became clear to all concerned that the two had met their match. But despite that fact, Glary and Droidmon wouldn’t give in for anything.
“You won’t get past us,” said Glary. “We are Glary and Droidmon, two of the most powerful warriors to ever live. You cannot defeat us. We won’t let you.” Glary, clad in a black suite and gloves, straitened his bowlers cap so that the rim darkened his face.
“No,” said Genocidemon, his voice echoing in the darkness of the deepening twilight, “it is you who cannot defeat me. I will destroy all things, for I am the embodiment of genocide. I am Genocidemon!”
The massive Dark Dragon Digimon took aim with his cannons and he fired beams of pure dark energy with a wicked green aura. The two smaller warriors jumped out of the way. Droidmon fired lasers from a distance while Glary ran toward the foe at an incredible speed, jumped up, and hit Genocidemon in the jaw with a mighty and solid uppercut.
But as Glary fell back to the ground, he fell past a cannon attached to the armor on Genocidemon’s chest. Genocidemon fired the cannon, catching Glary in his right arm. If it had been anyone else the arm would have been blown away. But because of Glary’s determination only a portion of his arm was lost, the gap filling with his own data and fractal code. Glary landed in a crouch, holding his injured arm. Droidmon, his greatest friend and ally, ran to his side-.
And was hit by an energy blast from Genocidemon’s mouth. As Glary and the young Digimon living in the nearby Digi Garden watched in horror, Droidmon’s digital matrix began to break apart. Without a second thought Glary jumped in the way of the blast, holding it back from his friend with his own hands. Stray energy washed up and threw Glary’s cap away. The energy tore at the flesh around his right eye until the eye socket had been destroyed and only the eye and some fractal code remained.
“Droidmon,” said Glary, “get out of here!”
“No!” said Droidmon, his voice like grinding metal. “If you stay, I stay by your side!”
Glary smiled, “Then let’s finish this fight together!”
Glary strained, pushing the beam back. Behind him Droidmon began to glow. He was encased in light and began to change, becoming an armored mech with thick shoulders and massive strong arms.
“Droidmon, Digivolve to! ProjectDroidmon!”
ProjectDroidmon used various rockets placed strategically across his legs and back to rise into the air, and he scanned Genocidemon with a flash of light from his eyes. Attached to each of his arms there appeared a copy of one of Genocidemon’s back-mounted cannons, and on his back appeared copies of Genocidemon’s wings. Like an avenging angel the mighty mech called, “Death-Bringer Accelerator!” The cannons fired, nailing Genocidemon square in the back. The evil Digimon’s cannons were crushed under the impact and his face slammed into the ground, his eyes falling closed.
Glary picked up his hat and replaced it, adjusting the rim so that it darkened the damaged side of his face.
“You have endangered the lives of innocent Digimon for the last time,” Glary said. “To repay you for your deplorable behavior I will kill you with my own hands!”
His left hand was wreathed in light and swirling data, and he punched with enough force that it caused Genocidemon’s body to ripple from head to tail. Light poured from Glary’s hand over Genocidemon’s massive form. “I can’t die!” Genocidemon cried, as his data broke apart and disappeared.
The young Digimon who had been watching cheered. Thanks to Glary and his partner, the Digital World would remain safe for a long time to come.
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