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Today is not a good day. It's hard enough guarding the Gates of the Universe -- with no time off, no sick leave, and no pay (I really, really hate destiny) -- but when the worlds two universes over have more traffic between them than an anthill and a pile of rotting fruit...well, trying to spot a small shift from an universe I'm supposed to be watching...well, it's like trying to spot a firefly in the Sahara. Especially since the firefly decided to appear in the middle of the anthill. I guess I have no choice but to go after him. It could be dangerous -- and it's not like I don't like the universe two over, it's just sometimes I wish they wouldn't make my job so darn difficult.
This is all going to catch up to me, I can feel it.
Hello, T. K. here. Well, it's been 6 months since we defeated MaloMyotismon, and I figured I'd better start writing this down -- who knows, maybe someone might want to read this someday.
Things have sort of quieted down for us younger kids. Tai and the others though...well, who'd have thought world leaders would have wanted to talk to kids like us? Tai, Agumon, and Elecmon are trying to coordinate a program to get other kids Digimon -- Kari says he's working hard.
Anyways, it's kinda nice being able to have Patamon in the real world without having to pretend he's a stuffed animal -- I was developing a pretty weird reputation there, for a while. We still get stared at a bit, but kids with Digimon are becoming more and more common.
"Hey, T. K.!" T. K. looked up. It was the last hour of the last day of school before summer, and the teachers had given up trying to do anything constructive, so they were letting the students talk.
T. K. turned to Davis. "What?" he asked. "Kari and I were thinking we should all do something after school," Davis told him.
"We don't really spend as much time together as we used to," Kari added.
"Well, we don't have to worry about the Digital World," T. K. grinned. "As least not as much."
Veemon looked up from where he was seated at Davis's desk. "Great. Let's make it a picnic."
Gatomon looked over at him. "Is that all you think about -- food?" she asked.
"Sure is!" Veemon said enthusiastically.
"Is there a problem with that?" Davis added.
"Like human, like Digimon, I guess," Kari smiled and pet Gatomon behind her ears.
The universe two over had basically the same geographic and cultural layout as the one I'm from. A bit of a time difference, though. I'd take stock tips, if I had anything to invest.
My quarry had been here recently -- I could still see his trail in my instruments. I think he was following someone, but I couldn't be certain until I caught up with him.
I really don't like cities. My quarry could be right in front of me, and I wouldn't know, except for my instruments. Which is another problem. I'm as conspicuous as a butterfly basking on a rock, and, while the equipment I'm carrying is light, it also couldn't be mistaken for a cellular phone or PDA.
My quarry seems to be heading for a park. He's close -- I can feel it. I also feel I should catch up with him before he gets there.
As I entered the park, I caught a glimpse of a figure disappearing behind a tree. It was him -- my instruments were spiking. I braced myself, set my backup plan ready, and followed him.
"So, Jedite, you're far from home," I said, casually. I glanced over him. He looked Human: a blonde man, in his 20s. He was wearing a casual outfit, suited to the fair weather. Only the spike of dark energy surrounding him, invisible, but detectable in my instruments, betrayed his true identity. He glanced at me.
"Insightful comment, Sailor Brat," he responded. "I suppose you're going to make some dramatic speech about love and justice now."
"Well, if you really want one." I crossed my arms. "My name is Sailor Charon. I am having a really bad day, so you'd better just go back to where you were. Anyways, didn't anyone ever tell you Eternal Sleep means forever?"
"I really can't deal with this now, especially if you bring your little friends into this," he said. I saw the dark energy coalesce around his hand right before he threw an ball of energy at me. I just barely managed to jump out of the way.
I prepared a counter-attack. I took out a small silver dagger and, while concentrating, drew a circle with it in the air. "Charon Energy Spike!" I yelled as I plunged the dagger into the center of the circle. A spike of energy leapt out from the tip of the my dagger and ... sailed over Jedite's head. What can I say? I don't have to fight evil that often, My attack's a bit rusty.
Jedite looked nonplussed. "Is that really the best you could do?" he asked. "I spend who knows how long in Eternal Sleep, woke up to find Queen Beryl dead and her armies gone and the only person to try to stop me is a rookie Sailor brat? Pitiful. I suppose I'd better just stop you now, before you cause any...inconvenience." He gestured to someone standing behind me. I turned around.
Twin energy beams hit me square in the jaw. The force knocked me down, causing me to hit my head on the packed earth. I began to lose consciousness. I wondered who the heck Jedite was working with. I also wondered if my backup plan was working.
As I lost consciousness, I heard Jedite order my assailants, "Prepare the yoma. This will be my ticket to revenge on the Sailor Scouts." Oh, crud...
It really was a beautiful day for a picnic. The air was warm, the sky was a clear blue, the sun was shining, a gentle breeze was blowing. You could probably hear birds singing, except for the talk and laughter of people enjoying themselves.
"This is really nice," Kari said.
"I'll say!" Gatomon added. "It used to be if we weren't stopping the next evil Digimon, we were cleaning up after the last one."
"Now for a little down time!" Davis said as he stretched out on the grass and looked up at the sky.
"You said it!" Veemon sat down beside him.
"I don't know," Ken said. "I just have the feeling something is going to happen soon."
"What could happen?" Yolei turned to him. "We defeated MaloMyotismon. Hundreds of Digidestined all over are watching the Digital World now."
"She's right, Ken." Wormmon looked at him. "You shouldn't worry so much."
"I know. You're right." Ken sighed.
Suddenly, a beam of white energy hit the tree behind them. A large branch crashed down, on top of the food.
"I guess I wasn't..." Wormmon looked over the mess.
Davis stood up. "Let's go!" He pointed in the direction the energy beam came from.
"Just a sec..." Cody had out his D-Terminal and was entering a message.
"Can't you check your mail later?" Yolei asked critically.
"I'm seeing if there are any other Digidestined in the area." Cody glanced down at the D-Terminal. "No one can get here soon enough."
"We can handle this!" Davis started running, with Veemon following him. The other kids and Digimon ran after him.
They had reached a copse of trees, where a singing of the leaves shown the energy had come from this vicinity.
"I don't get it," Cody said. "Something must have caused that beam."
Gatomon shook her head. "Something about this makes my hair stand on end."
"Then perhaps you should go home, little cat," said a voice behind them.
The Digidestined turned as one. Three figures were standing behind them. The central one was an adult male, in casual clothing, very ordinary looking, except for an almost tangible negative aura around him.
The figure to his left was female, with blonde hair, fair skin, and blue eyes so pale as to be almost white. She was wearing a silvery chain-mail-like tunic, with a pale blue bodysuit under it. Dark blue ankle boots and a white cloak completed the outfit.
The figure to the right was male, with strawberry-blonde hair, brown eyes and tanned skin. He was wearing an outfit similar to the female of the group: golden `chain mail', a red shirt and pants under it, deep red boots and a black cloak.
Davis stepped forward. "Who do you think you are?" he demanded.
"Yeah," Veemon added. "You ruined our food!'
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," the central figure said.
"Apparently a stray energy blast felled a tree limb. It fell on their picnic," the woman on the left said in a cool, slightly annoyed voice.
“It’s as good a way as any to get them over here,” the man on the right shrugged. “Now, we attack!”
The central figure made a dismissive gesture with his hand. “Well, since you’ve already told them you would...”
The two figures on either side had already taken out a clay figurine each. The woman held hers at eye-level; the man held his at chest-level. “Dark Energy -- Invoke,” they spoke as one as they dropped the figurines.
The figurines began glowing and expanding as they fell. “I think we’d better bring up our reinforcements as well,” T. K. said. “Everybody Digivolve!”
“Veemon Digivolve to...ExVeemon.”
“Wormmon Digivolve to...Stingmon.”
“Hawkmon Digivolve to...Aquilamon.”
“Gatomon Digivolve to...Angewomon.”
“Patamon Digivolve to...Angemon.”
“Armadillomon Digivolve to...Ankylomon.”
By this time, the two figurines had finished growing and had turned into two humanoid figures, one in white and one in black.
“White Dwarf and Black Hole,” said the man who had summoned them.
“Light by Gravity and Darkness by Gravity,” added the woman.
“Will you two just get on with it!” the second man yelled. “Tell them to attack those kids’ pet monsters.”
“Who are you calling a pet!” ExVeemon demanded. No one acknowledged the remark.
The woman and man looked at each other and, as one, pointed. “Go get them!”
The summoned figures advanced on the Digidestined. “They’re just like Control Spire Digimon,” Cody said. “They’re not real.”
“Good,” T. K. said.
The Digimon met the two figures. “Eat light!” the figure in white, White Dwarf, yelled as it tossed an energy sphere at Angemon, who dodged it effortlessly.
“Hand of Fate!” Angemon’s attack did connect, however, and managed to knock White Dwarf down.
“How about this?” the other summoned figure, Black Hole, tossed a dark sphere at Aquilamon, who was brought down out of the air by the attack.
“Aquilamon! Are you okay?” Yolei yelled as Aguilamon got to his feet.
“I’ll be fine,” Aguilamon told her.
“Spiking Strike!” Stingmon counter-attacked Black Hole, knocking it to the ground, hard.
The three mysterious people watched the rather one-sided battle.
“This is taking too long,” complained the man in red.
“Patience, Pyrite,” the woman said. “These things take time.”
“We’re losing, Cryolite. Is that time enough for you?” Pyrite didn’t hide the sarcasm in his voice.
“Point taken.” They both turned to the third person. “May we, General?” Cryolite asked.
“If you can bring those kids and their annoying pets down, do it,” the third person replied.
By this time, the Digimon had dispatched both Black Hole and White Dwarf. Davis stepped forward. “Who are you guys?” he demanded.
“And what do you want?” ExVeemon said in the exact same tone of voice.
“Who we are doesn’t matter,” Cryolite said in a challenging tone.
“And what we want will be clear soon,” Pyrite nodded to Cryolite. Both raised their hands, palms outspread. A crackling barrier of red and blue energy surrounded the kids and their Digimon, forcing Angemon and Angewomon to the ground. The light seemed to dim inside the barrier.
T. K. suddenly started to feel very tired, as if he had just ran a very long distance. He struggled to remain standing. Around him, he saw his friends also looking like they were about to collapse. The Digimon were being affected, too. He saw Angemon Digivolve back to Rookie. The other Digimon either already had, or looked like they were about to.
Standing proved to be too much effort. T. K. collapsed. Even then, the energy drain didn’t cease. He blacked out.
Well, when I finally returned to consciousness, with leaf mold and mulch and who knows what else stuck in my hair and working into my costume, after mentally running through the last, confusing memories in my head, I immediately took out my instruments and checked for traces of Jedite and his two friends who had knocked me out. Thankfully, they had left a trail. How considerate of them.
I got to my feet, wincing a few times (Note to self: train more for combat situations), and set off on the trail. Well, it wasn’t long before I found a more substantial trace from Jedite.
Five children were lying down on the grass outside the stand of trees I had attacked Jedite in. They all looked like they had suffered a serious case of energy drain. There were also five...creatures of some sort -- I don’t know what they were, but they both resembled and didn’t resemble your average Earth animal. I walked over to one of the children, a girl, about in her early teens or a bit younger, with lilac hair and glasses. I tapped her on the shoulder. “Um, hello?” I said. “Could you wake up? It’s relatively important.”
Thankfully, she opened her eyes. “Huh? Who are you?” She sat up.
“Listen, it’s all very complicated, but my name’s Sailor Charon, I’m from very far away and I’m on your side. Now...”
The girl had stopped listening. Kids today... Instead, she had gotten to her feet and had went over to the nearest of the creatures, a bird-like one with brown and white feathers. “Hawkmon, are you okay?” she asked.
“I don’t suppose you got the number of the truck that ran me over,” it said, weakly.
“Listen,” I said. “As much as I hate to interrupt this heartfelt scene, we need to get all of your friends up. I need to ask you guys some questions.”
With her help, we managed to wake the other four -- three boys and another girl. Like the first girl, after realizing they were in one piece, they immediately checked on their little creature. Kids and pets...
“Hey where’s Ken?” the girl I had awakened first asked.
“He would have been right here,” one of the boys, (I really need them to give me their names), one with brown hair and goggles pushed back on his head, marked out a spot.
“Wormmon’s gone, too,” the (apparent) youngest of the kids said.
“Wait. There were six of you? Or twelve? Or... What actually happened to you?”
The kids explained. “Okay, here’s what I think happened,” I said, after listening to their story. “I tail Jedite to this park...”
“Who?” The boy with the goggles (who had identified himself as Davis) asked.
“Jedite. The leader. Blonde, kind of evil.”
“Oh.”
“His two henchmen just called him ‘General’” Yolei, the girl I had awakened first, explained.
“Did you happen to catch their names?” I asked. I like to know who attacks me.
“Cryolite and Pyrite,” Cody, the youngest, told me.
“Okay, I tail Jedite here, I set my computer to tail him...”
“What?” Davis asked again.
I sigh. “I carry around a link to a computer back home. I’m not too skilled with combat, so I set it on Jedite’s tail, in case he got away. It was my backup plan. Anyways, I attempt to fight Jedite and fail horribly. Cryolite and Pyrite knock me out. They find you, knock you out and make off with your friends. I wake up, wake you up and...here we are.”
Davis stood up. “Ooh...when we find them...”
“Davis, we don’t even know where they went,” Kari, the other girl, said.
“Hold on.” I ran some scans on my instruments, trying to pick up Jedite’s trail again. Well, that was interesting...”Okay, everybody, gather ‘round.” I took out my dagger and drew a circle in the dirt around the group. I raised the dagger in front of my eyes, pointing upward and recited, “I call upon the power of Charon -- take my friends and I where we need to go.” Hope these kids like to travel, ‘cause they’re in for a ride.
“Psst!”
Ken regained consciousness feeling like he’d missed a couple of nights’ sleep, then tried to run a marathon. He opened his eyes.
He wasn’t in the park any more. He was in a room, darkened, but with enough light to see. He also had the sense that he was in the Digital World.
“Psst!” the voice said again. It was coming from his left.
“Wormmon?” Ken guessed.
“He’s near your feet. You can check on him, if you wish. But we do need to talk.” The voice sounded a bit annoyed.
Ken sat up. Something was lying near his feet -- he couldn’t see what it was in the gloom. He crawled over for a closer look.
It was Wormmon, and he wasn’t in too good of a shape. “Wormmon!” Ken picked up his friend.
“Ken?” Wormmon opened his eyes. “What happened?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Are you done yet?” the voice Ken had heard earlier said in an annoyed tone of voice. “If you are, come over here and kick out the vent cover.”
Ken walked over to the wall. A ventilation duct was located a few inches off the ground. It was covered with a light mesh. It looked too small to fit him, but Wormmon could probably manage. He gave it an experimental kick. It dented, but held.
“Now, come on! You can do it harder than that!” The voice was definitely coming through the ducts.
Ken kicked the grating harder. It crumpled into the duct. He looked into the clear duct.
“About time!” A small silver disk, about the size of Ken’s fist, flew out of the duct and hovered at about his chin level. An image appeared above it -- a Siamese cat, with a yellow crescent marking between its eyes. “Listen up. I’d make like a fly and bug out if I were you,” the image said. “Trust me, what Jedite has planned for you won’t be pleasant -- for anyone involved.”
“Wait. Who are you? And who’s Jedite?” Ken asked.
The image sighed. “My name is Kuiper. I’m a computer designed to monitor travel to and from my home universe.”
“Home universe?”
“Okay, there are multiple universes. You’re from one, I’m from another, we’re in a third now.”
“We’re in the Digital World,” Ken confirmed. “I’m from the real world, and ... you’re from another world.”
“He’s got it!” Kuiper grinned. “Anyways, my human friend and I caught two someones entering a universe we were watching -- call it the Negaverse, we do -- and three leaving. They dropped some equipment here, then went into the ‘real world’, as you call it. We picked up their trail there. My friend, Sailor Charon, tried to stop them, but she failed miserably, so I had to take over. Lucky me.” Kuiper paused after the last sentence, then continued. “Jedite’s the last remaining general from a force our universe beat back a year or two ago. But that’s not the important part...”
“Jedite’s the one who kidnapped us?” Ken asked. “Are my friends okay?”
“I’d be more worried about you!” Kuiper said. “Jedite has an item...a device that alters memory. He and his two henchmen ‘liberated’ it from the Negaverse on their way out. Guess who he’s going to use it on first? Three guesses and the first two don’t count.”
An image entered, unbidden, into Ken’s mind. A person in blue, gold and white, a mask covering cold eyes, a cruel smile over others’ pain. He shook his head to try and clear his thoughts. “I’ve got to get out of here.”
Ken took a new stock of his surroundings. The only way out of the room, besides the duct, was a door on the opposite wall. He walked over to it. The door had no way to open it from the inside.
“I can help you get out,” Kuiper said. “Your friend will have to help me, though.”
“Wormmon?” Ken looked down at him.
“I can do it, Ken.” Wormmon jumped out of Ken’s arms and walked over to the open vent. “What do I do?” he asked Kuiper.
“Follow me and help me with the door,” Kuiper. “I’ll lead both of you out.”
Wormmon followed Kuiper back into the vents. Ken waited by the door. After a very long minute, the door slid back into its frame.
“Should I have said ‘open sesame’?” Wormmon was waiting in the corridor.
“Forget it,” Kuiper said. “Let’s move.”
Ken picked up Wormmon and followed Kuiper through the maze of corridors. Eventually, Kuiper paused in front of a door at a dead-end. “Open it -- press the button on the right,” Kuiper instructed Ken. He did so. The door slid away, revealing a path down to a valley. It definitely was the Digital World, Ken could tell.
Ken was about to step outside when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Pyrite. Cryolite was standing a step or two behind Pyrite.
“Leaving?” Pyrite asked.
“You didn’t even say good-bye yet,” Cryolite grinned.
“Well, good-bye,” Wormmon said. “Ken, I’m a bit weak, but I think I can Digivolve.”
Ken nodded and reached for his D-3. It wasn’t there.
“Missing something?” Pyrite asked. Cryolite held up Ken’s D-3 and D-Terminal.
“We’re not stupid,” she said. “We wouldn’t leave you with your little toys while you were still against us.”
“Pyrite, Cryolite, I see you have our guest ready.” Ken turned back towards the exit. Jedite was standing in front of it. “Is Queen Beryl’s device also in such readiness?”
“It is, General,” Cryolite bowed her head, “and Pyrite has familiarized himself with its operation.” She looked at Pyrite, who nodded.
Maybe if he rushed Cryolite, Ken thought. No, even if he got his D-3 back, Wormmon probably couldn’t Digivolve -- despite what he had said earlier, he was still too weak from the earlier battle. Still, he had to try something. He shifted position and felt something against his foot. He looked down. It was Kuiper’s disk, just lying there unnoticed. Wormmon had seen it too, because, just then, he jumped out of Ken’s hold and attacked Pyrite. “Sticky Net!”
Sticky webbing covered Pyrite’s face. Pyrite released Ken to try and clear his eyes. Ken took the opportunity to crouch down, grab Kuiper’s disk and throw it over Jedite’s shoulder. “Get help! Warn my friends!” he yelled.
Jedite grabbed Ken’s wrist and pushed him into the grips of Pyrite and Cryolite. “You think you’re so smart?” he asked. “Let your friends come. By the time they arrive, they will have to face you first.” He motioned to Cryolite and Pyrite. “Take them away. You have your instructions.” Jedite teleported away.
Pyrite shoved Ken back down the corridor. “Move,” he instructed.
“Or what?” Ken asked. “You’ll kill me?”
“Of course not,” Cryolite said smugly. “You’re too important. We’ll kill your friend.” She prodded Wormmon with her foot and motioned for him to move between Ken and herself.
“I’m going...” Wormmon moved as he was instructed.
As they started walking back down the corridor, Ken looked back at Wormmon, “Wormmon?”
“Yes, Ken?”
“No matter what happens, we’re still friends, right?”
“Of course.”
Cryolite make a face. “How sweet, how touching...” she said sarcastically. “I think I’m going to die from sugar overdose. Both of you shut up and keep moving or...well, do I have to spell it out for you?”
Pyrite sped up until he was beside Cryolite. “I don’t like the worm,” he said. “Can I kill it?”
“Why must everything with you be about violence?” Cryolite asked. “Still, he did attack us.” She smiled slowly. “Let him watch as we turn his human friend to our side. We shall see who comes out on top.”
Davis looked around. “Hey! We’re in the Digital World now!”
Sailor Charon, the rather odd woman in the costume that looked like a cross between a sailor suit and a cheerleader’s uniform, said, rather calmly. “Oh, yeah. Forgot to tell you. I can universe-travel. Comes with my job.”
“Which is?” T. K. asked.
“I guard my home universe from intrusion. It’s a nice universe, lot like yours. Tends to attract the bad sort of supernatural beings, like our friend Jedite there, but, it’s nice.” Sailor Charon took out a palm-sized device, one she had used earlier to try to locate Ken and Wormmon.
“She can go to the Digital World without a Digivice?” Yolei asked.
“She doesn’t even need a computer,” Cody answered.
“Okay!” Sailor Charon pointed down the trail. “Jedite and company went that way. If we hurry, maybe we can catch them.”
“Yeah! Let’s go!” Davis punched the air. “Digi-Armor, Energize!”
“Veemon Armor Digivolve to...Raidramon, the Storm of Friendship.”
“Digi-Armor Energize!” “Patamon Armor Digivolve to...Pegasusmon, Galloping Hope.”
“Digi-Armor Energize!” “Gatomon Armor Digivolve to...Nefertimon, the Angel of Light.”
“Hawkmon Digivolve to...Aquilamon.”
“Armadillomon Digivolve to...Ankylomon.”
“Very impressive,” Sailor Charon nodded. “Who needs public transportation when you have friends like that?” She paused, then looked around. “Crud! Nearly forgot! There he is!” She ran along the path and picked something up off the ground.
“What is that?” Kari asked.
“Looks like some sort of disk,” Nefertimon told her. “She’s coming back.”
Sailor Charon returned, holding a silver disk with a symbol engraved on one side. “This is Kuiper,” she explained.
“It looks like a piece of junk,” Davis stated.
“What’s so special about it?” Raidramon asked.
“It’s a link to my computer back home. He can’t operate for long without me nearby, but he makes a great spy. Should be finished recharging now. Kuiper, report,” Sailor Charon stated, holding the disk flat in front of her.
An image appeared above the disk, of a Siamese cat’s head and shoulders. “Charon,” the image said. “Brilliant combat techniques, by the way. As for the situation, it’s bad.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“Very well,” Kuiper glanced around. “After ‘zapping’ your new friends with an energy-draining attack, Jedite and company carried the child that succumbed last--”
“You mean Ken?” Yolei interrupted.
“Yes, I believe that’s his name. Anyways, they took him and his Digimon to a ‘hideout’ in this world -- you’re close to it. However, that’s not the worst part.”
“Spit it out, Kuiper,” Sailor Charon said, annoyed.
“Apparently, Jedite did a little looting before leaving the Negaverse with his new friends.” Kuiper’s expression grew grave. “He has Queen Beryl’s mind-control device and he plans on using it on Ken and Wormmon.”
“What?” Sailor Charon yelled. “What were you doing while this was going on?”
“Attempting to help Ken escape,” Kuiper explained. “Nearly made it, too, but we were stopped at the door. Wormmon created a distraction so Ken could toss me out the door. I tried to return to the site I thought you’d arrive at, but my batteries gave out.”
Sailor Charon signed. “Okay, maybe if we hurry, the process won’t be complete!” She clipped Kuiper’s disk to the front of her costume.
The kids got on their Digimon, and Davis helped Sailor Charon onto Raidramon. They started down the trail, with Sailor Charon shouting out directions: “Bear about 15° to your right. Your other right! No, too much! 15° is about 12:30 on a clock -- never mind! We’re approaching a cliff face -- the trail goes inside and stops. I think we’re there. “ Nefertimon, Pegasusmon and Aquilamon landed.
“Now what?” T. K. asked.
“There’s a path up to a door,” Davis pointed. “It must be the entrance.”
“I don’t suppose we could just walk up to it and knock,” Cody said.
“We could always say we’re selling Digimon Scout Cookies,” Ankylomon suggested. This got a few worried laugh.
“We don’t have any choice!” Yolei said. “We can’t get through solid rock, so we’ll have to try the door.”
The group approached the door. Whne they were about 15 feet from it, Pyrite and Cryolite appeared on either side of the door.
“What do you two want now?” Davis demanded.
“Are you here to get your friend back?” Cryolite asked.
“You’re too late,” Pyrite stated.
“He’s ours now,” Cryolite smiled. “Such an interesting mind your friend had...”
“It was very easy to bring him to our side,” Pyrite said. “The framework was there--we just needed to block out the more recent memories.”
“Oh, no,” Kari said miserably.
“Oh, yes.” Jedite appeared in front of the door, then quickly stepped to his right. “Ladies and gentlemen, Digimon and Sailor Scouts, may I present to you, his Highness, the Digimon Emperor.” Jedite bowed his head and opened the door. Cryolite and Pyrite bowed as well.
A figure stepped through the door. He was wearing black gloves and boots, a blue, white and black jumpsuit, and a blue and gold cape. His blue hair was spiked up and he was wearing a gold mask over his eyes. The Digidestiend stepped back.
“Poor Ken,” Kari said softly, “it’s his worst nightmare come true.”
“You might say the same thing about Wormmon,” Cody added, gesturing. Wormmon was standing in the doorframe, his antennae drooping and a expression of complete misery on his face.
“So,” the voice was the same as Ken’s, but it had an arrogant, dismissive tone, “You’ve been busy while I’ve been out of it. Dou you know how hard it is to replace Control Spires? I have to return to my work. This audience is over -- you think you’ve beaten me, but I will be the victor. Wormmon, come!”
“Yes, Master.” Both returned inside and the door closed.
Sailor Charon was the first to speak. “So, Jedite, you really did a doozy with that mind control device.”
Cryolite laughed coldly “It was all in the boy. We just manufactured the memory of an accident. He thinks he’s been out of it for a week at most.”
Jedite added,” Stupid human. So easy to manipulate. But his Digital creature was even easier.”
“You should have seen it as we brainwashed the boy...” Pyrite said. “What a weakling.”
Davis would have charged them at this point, had Sailor Charon not put her arm out to prevent him from doing so. “You take that back!” Davis yelled as he struggled against her grip.
“Davis!” Kari said. “That’s not helping!” Davis scowled, but he stepped back.
“There’s only one thing I don’t understand,” T. K. said. “Why make Ken think he was the Digimon Emperor?” He turned to Jedite. “I thought all you evil types wanted to be in charge?”
“He couldn’t handle it,” Sailor Charon smirked. “Once a lackey, always a lackey. He just replaced Queen Beryl with this Digimon Emperor.”
“Oh, please,” Jedite said condescendingly. “Haven’t you ever hear of a puppet ruler?”
“You should really tell Ken that,” Cody added softly. “I don’t think he thinks he’s a puppet ruler.”
“It’s getting late,” T. K. said. “We should make camp. Maybe discuss some strategy.”
“Anyways,” Yolei added, “the Digimon Emp--” she paused. “I mean, Ken won’t do anything until tomorrow, probably.”
“I saw a good campsite back the way we came,” Sailor Charon said. “Come on.”
As the group walked off, they heard Pyrite comment, “The sun is setting.”
“Darkness is falling,” Cryolite added.
Jedite laughed. “Rather symbolic, isn’t it?”
Will the Digidestined be able to reverse the mind-control on Ken and Wormmon? Who is this Sailor Charon and who does she work for? For that matter, what’s up with Cryolite and Pyrite? They’re not part of the canon Sailor Moon universe...Oops, broke the fourth wall. Sorry. Anyways, stay turned for Part II: Lunar Night, where we actually start to see why this is a crossover (not just because I found a villain who wasn’t dead or reformed.) Oops. Put another hole in the fourth wall. Bad narrator. No biscuit.
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