I’m finally gonna do it! I’m gonna write my version of Digimon Adventure. It’s going to involve the aspects / world building that were stated in my headcanons posts, but a lot more! This is only the first chapter, which is the first part of episode one. I might be pretty slow doing updates, but I have the first 4 or so chapters done already. (Once University starts back up I’ll probably go into snail mode)
Chapter 1: Marching into a New World (Involuntarily)
“When on earth is this snow going to let up? It’s been like an hour…” Mimi sighed, wistfully staring out the window of the old shrine. The air was musty and there were far too many of them huddled in this tiny old building, waiting for the snow to pass. She twiddled her thumbs, leaning against the window sill. “I didn’t think to bring a jacket…”
“This was supposed to be summer camp, and yet here we are, in a blizzard.” Taichi grumbled, joining Mimi by the window, “Hopefully it’ll be over soon enough.”
“I sure hope so, I’ve got some explaining to do to the counselors as to why we thought it would be a good idea to go missing in action during a snowstorm! Granted, who would’ve thought it would start snowing, of all things.” Jyou spoke up from his place by the shrine’s Kami, an old stone figure in the back of the small room.
No one else spoke, quietly biding their time as the snow only got worse. Taichi grumbled something under his breath, avoiding Jyou’s eyes. After all, it had been his idea to go on a non-supervised nature walk, exploring the mountainside near the small camp. Their teachers had planned some boring board games- and who goes to a summer camp to play board games indoors when exploring was so much better? Naturally Sora accompanied him, and Mimi tagged along- she and Sora were in the same cabin, weren’t they? The little blonde boy- Takeru, if he remembered correctly, had gotten excited upon hearing the plan, and the older blonde refused to let him out of his sight. Taichi didn’t know Yamato all too well, as he had transferred into the other class mid-way through the year, but it was obvious the two were related. Takeru didn’t even go to their school. Koushirou followed along due to Mimi dragging him by the hand. Taichi could’ve sworn he saw a faint hint of blush on Koushirou’s cheeks- after all, Mimi was a girl! And a really pretty one at that. Jyou had tried to convince them not to go, or at least to tell a counselor where they were heading, but had ended up following them, and soon enough they were at the mountainside. He did remember to bring the emergency bag, so at least they had a couple of granola bars to snack on while they waited out the storm.
Taichi looked around the small shrine, eying its inhabitants. Of the kids here, he knew Sora and Koushirou the best- the three of them were in their school’s co-ed soccer club, and they sometimes ate lunch together. Upon finding out that Koushirou was in his cabin, Taichi was hoping to play a bit of soccer with him, but unfortunately that hadn’t happened yet as Koushirou seemed to be glued to his laptop- just like he was now. Sora was sitting by Jyou, nodding off after munching on one of the stale granola bars. Yamato and Takeru sat along the other wall, both seemingly immersed in their own world, ignoring everybody else. Taichi couldn’t help but stare- there were very few people he knew that had blonde hair, let alone naturally. Their eyes were strange too- Takeru’s eyes were a soft, light blue that seemed a little too bright, but Yamato’s eyes downright scared him. They were deep and sapphire colored, but in a very eerie way. Maybe it was just the way he stared at people. Taichi recalled some classmates whispering about him possibly being a ghost, or some kind of spirit. Of course Taichi didn’t believe it, but still… it’d be cool to meet a ghost. Not that Yamato was a ghost, of course. Maybe he was European, but being a ghost would be much cooler. Mimi started talking again, Sora having gotten up to join them by the window. They talked for a couple minutes, and Taichi tried to ignore the quiet rambling, but then Mimi got a little louder, and two words stood out. “…Aurora Borealis?” He repeated, dumbfounded.
“…Yeah, look! It’s so pretty!…” Mimi quickly slipped her boots back on, and made her way out the door. The snow seemed to lessen a little, so surely being outside for a couple of minutes would be totally fine. Sora followed suit, and Takeru ran out after her, laughing about having a snowball fight. Yamato followed. Taichi perked up at the mention of a snowball fight, and soon he was corralling everybody else out of the shrine, dragging Koushirou by the arm.
“Hey!! Let me at least put my laptop up, geez!-… Holy moly…” Koushirou said, making his way out the door. He silently followed the others, head tilted up to the sky as he took in the bright lights.
Taichi was the last to leave the shrine, and quickly came to a stop by the other kids. Other than a snowball fight, if there really was an aurora borealis, it’d be cool to look at. “Wow, you guys are acting strange- HOLY CRAP, that’s weird!” Taichi followed the gazes of the other kids, instantly noticing the bright green streaks across the sky. He slipped his goggles over his eyes in order to block the thick flurry of snowflakes, watching the beautiful haze of color as it danced through the sky.
“That shouldn’t be there…” Yamato murmured.
“What, do you know the lights or something?” Taichi responded curiously. Yamato turned to look at him, deadpan expression on his face.
“It’s an aurora borealis. If you haven’t noticed, we’re a little too far south for that to be a normal occurrence.”
“Okay, geez, just asking…” Taichi mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. Everyone stayed quiet for a moment, taking in the strange beauty above them. It seemed to twitch, almost. It didn’t look natural…
“Hey, HEY GUYS!! Look at that!” Koushirou shouted, pointing upwards.
Taichi immediately looked to where Koushirou was pointing, noticing the one, two… seven bright lights in the sky. He heard a slight hissing sound, and they seemed to be getting bigger- wait. “DUCK!!” Taichi screamed, immediately hitting the ground, hands over his head. He heard the surprised gasps and yells of the others as they hit the ground, immediately followed by a high-pitched whooshing sound, then loud BOOMs and CRACKs as the lights hit the ground, cratering all around them. Dust and dirt flung into the air as light after the light struck the ground all around them. Mimi and Jyou were screaming, Koushirou curled protectively over his laptop case. But as soon as it had started, it was over.
Taichi looked up, sliding his goggles back up onto his forehead, and looked over the others, all huddled on the ground. Takeru peeked out from underneath Yamato, crying, the others slowly starting to sit up. Sora was the first to stand, cautiously making her way towards the crater right in front of her, peering into the bright light inside. The light- whatever it was- started floating. Then the one by Mimi started to float. Taichi looked at the crater next to him, watching with bewilderment as the light-thing rose into the air. He raised out a hand, slowly reaching out to touch it- he felt drawn to it, somehow.
“No, don’t touch that!” Jyou barked, but it didn’t register. The light was calling to him, it seemed, telling him to touch it, to reach out and hold it. So he did. He stood up and grasped it in his hand, expecting it to be very hot, after all it had just come crashing down from the sky, but as the light settled in his hands, it dimmed- leaving a small, square-ish device behind. It hummed softly, thrumming with a strange, alien pulse. It tugged slightly against his fingers, as if saying ‘up.’ The others quickly followed suit, taking the floating light into their own hands, each rewarded with a device, strangely warm, strangely thrumming.
“What on earth…” Taichi mumbled, watching the little device with fascination. He could faintly hear the other kids talking, but then he heard it- a strange, rumbling sound that seemed to echo into his very being. He looked up quickly, immediately met with what looked to be a giant wave, opening up into a great black void. He didn’t have time to scream as the wave came crashing down over them.
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just a quick fanfiction! Taichi forces Yamato, Sora, and their digimon to watch The Lion King at Yamato's place.
Mainly fluff and a tad bit of angst. (1st posted fic be nice :0 )
“We’re watching the Lion King.”
Yamato paused for a second, blinking a few times before staring back up at the wild-haired 11 year-old, who was currently standing in the doorway to the Ishida apartment, VHS tape in hand. He was accompanied by a much more decent-looking red-headed girl, who had a look of apology on her face, shrugging as the blonde looked from her to the wild-haired boy.
“Where- here?” Yamato exclaimed, his eyes widening, his thumbs twiddling with the pink ribbon on his apron. It was almost dinnertime, and as the doorbell had rung, the boy forgot to take off his apron, having begun making his dinner from himself and Gabumon. Upon opening the door, Yamato discovered that it was indeed Taichi and Sora, accompanied by their Digimon.
“Yes, here! You’re the only one who owns a VHS anyways.” Taichi said, inviting himself and his Digimon into the home.
“Sorry- he really wants to show Agumon and Piyomon the Lion King. And Gabumon, if he’s here?-” Sora piped up, taking a quick peek into the small apartment.
“I’m here!” Gabumon shyly stepped out from behind Yamato, holding onto his legs. The blonde smiled, petting the Digimon’s head with care as he invited Sora and Piyomon inside.
“It’s okay- I can set it up-”`
“NO! We’ll set it up- You make more food!” Taichi called from inside the kitchen. “...it’s… PORK RAMEN!”
Agumon let out a gleeful laugh before looking over his shoulders at the others, who had joined them in the kitchen. Yamato stepped in front of Taichi, tending to the noodles, and adding spices and such.
"Work your magic…" Taichi whispered, making dramatic movements with his arms as he slid back in place by Agumon.
“Yamato-san…” Agumon asked, cocking his head in curiosity as his green eyes studied the boy, who walked back up to the boiling pot of noodles.
“Hm?” Yamato turned around, wooden spoon in hand.
“Why are you wearing a pink apron?”
Yamato’s cheeks flushed, and he lowered his head, Gabumon looking up at his partner expectantly. “Takeru got it for me… on my last birthday, and I didn’t get rid of it, cuz’ I don’t really have a lot of things from Takeru- as a gift I mean-... It reminds me of him. Even though it’s pink and frilly, and Dad thinks it's atrocious.”
“It’s the thought that counts, after all!” Sora piped up, smiling, pretty sure her mom had owned one of those before.
Taichi looked away, bringing a hand to his face to keep himself from laughing. ‘Probably the only apron Takeru could afford…’ He couldn’t get the image of Yamato in a pink, frilly apron out of his head, of course with a big, pink bow on the back. It really was atrocious; made worse by the fact that Yamato was the one wearing it. Takeru… what had he done?
“I think it’s nice…” Gabumon said shyly, twiddling his fingers, and flashing a reassuring smile back up towards his partner.
“It is nice…” Taichi giggled. He could see Mimi wearing it, but not anyone else. Maybe Hikari… but Yamato? “Hm… you know what? I won’t take a picture if you keep on making food!”
“Okay, okay!” Yamato laughed, still a little red as he turned back to tend to the noodles.
“Now,” Taichi said, grabbing the VHS in his hands once again, and headed towards the old television, “We’ll set this up!”
“Alright, noodles will be done in a minute!” Yamato called over his shoulder, cracking an egg into the pot.
Meanwhile, Taichi messed with the old VHS set, and soon enough (with Sora’s guidance) The Lion King’s ending credits popped up on the television. After Sora, Taichi, and their respectable partners waited a few minutes for the tape to rewind, Yamato walked into the living room, holding a tray with 6 bowls of noodles on top. Gabumon followed him, struggling to carry a large pile of napkins. Each person and Digimon respectively said their thanks to the blonde as they were passed their bowl of ramen.
“Thank you!”
Yamato nodded, and walked back to put the tray back into the kitchen, took off the apron, and took his place on the couch with his partner. Gabumon rested his head against the boy’s shoulder, excited for the movie, and the thrills it would bring.
“What is it about?” Gabumon asked, his large, beady eyes staring up at his partner.
“I can’t tell you much, as I would spoil the plot, but it’s about lions.”
“What’s a lion?” Piyomon asked, ruffling her feathers as she got more comfortable on the arm of the couch.
Sora, unable to answer at the moment due to a big bite of the ramen, moved Taichi to answer instead. “They are HUGE, ferocious animals with a mane that live in the savannas in Africa, and eat other large animals, and even… humans. It has huge teeth, huge claws, and HAIR-”
“Like yours, Taichi?...” Yamato smiled at Agumon’s response, a sly grin crossing his face. Taichi looked down, ignoring the comment as he slurped up noodles, with everyone around him laughing.
Sora quickly got up to shut off the lights, and as soon as she seated herself again, Taichi grabbed the remote, and started the movie. The televison’s screen lit up as the animation began to play, causing a look of wonder in the Digimon’s eyes. Now, Agumon knew what a lion looked like.
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