Digimon: Champions of the Digital World

[Guest Merciful Idiot]

[align=center]The angel could only stand in fear. He was powerless at it's might, that monster would swat them away like a bug. They had come all this way only to face a dead end, and it was all his fault. If only he didn't..... He clenched his fist in anger and sadness. He wondered why this had to be. But then he had an idea. Maybe this doesn't have to end like this. And so he took the diamond with his left hand, and did something very stupid. He swallowed it, thus preventing the monster from ever getting it.

"Sorry and goodbye, Okoto." He muttered. He then collapsed a split second after, but he was dead before he hit the ground. [/align]

 

[spoiler=Chapter 1: Arrival]

It happened to be another seemingly normal day for Okoto. Another seemingly normal day of home at least, screw summer vacation, home is better than everywhere. That was Okoto, with his untidy messy black hair and useless goggles which he wears on almost every occasion just because he feels like it. Never a day goes past when he doesn’t feel like wearing those goggles. The wonderful thing known as home, summer vacation is boring and summer school is worse than your worst nightmare.

 

Sometimes, Okoto just wished he could just be transported to another world. And that’s exactly what happened on that seemingly normal day, which began with fireworks, literally. Okoto woke up that day at nine A.M. Usually he sleeps until eleven, but since the fireworks happened to be very close and very powerful, his ears broke when they jolted him. He woke up with a jolt and fell off his bed in the process. To cut things short, he was twelve years old, and yester he had forgotten to change to is pajamas. He was still wearing his clothes from yesterday, which consisted of a red t-shirt, blue jeans, black shoes, and his completely useless goggles.

 

“ALIENS!!!!” He shouted for no reason as he fell down to his death the floor. He then got up, to see who set off the fireworks. He first checked the window, and he didn’t have to check anywhere else. Yes, his dad had set off the fireworks, in their back garden. Instead of shouting from the window, he just decided to go down and ask him in person. And he did just that.

“Dad, what on earth are you doing?” Okoto asked when he got to the garden.

“Waking the entire town up.” His dad, who was called Kamen by the way, replied.

“Oh.....” Okoto then turned to go back to his room and get more sleep but then his brain processed what his dad actually said. “Wait, what?!”

“I have discovered something huge, I really have this time. I’m sure of it.” Usually, his dad would say this every time he thought he had it right. But waking the entire town up wasn’t normal. That was completely different.

“You sure you got it right this time, dad? I mean, that last time....”

“Don’t mention that time. And yes, I’m sure. I had discovered that when electricity is run through the metal, it causes a strange reaction. Stranger than I or any other human being can possibly comprehend. It just so happened that I discovered it just last night when the tip of the cable to my computer accidentally touched the Chorosium.” In case you don’t understand, a few months ago, Kamen discovered a mysterious metal that hit their very garden as a meteorite. It was composed mainly of positive and negative ions, though which charge is bigger remains a mystery.

 

Kamen, who used to be an artist but then switched to a scientist shortly after discovering the metal, discovered that this strange metal is an element. It came from space not as a compund or mixture, but as a pure element, and one that also happened to be unknown and unexistant on Earth. He had dubbed the metal Chorosium, Choros meaning Space.

 

After an hour or so after many more fireworks, each one louder than the last, the town more or less entirely came. But Okoto simply couldn’t bare to watch the biggest humiliation ever. And so he just went back to his room and slept again, covering his ears with his pillos and covering his entire body with his blanket. Only to be woken up again by another huge bang which could have made anyone younger than ten deaf, only a few minutes later. He groaned as he got up again and decided to check what just happened. He walked to and then opened the front curtains, as his dad had the town gathered at the front of the house. But everything outside the house was all white and blank, nothing in sight but white, white, and more white. Okoto wondered what just happened outside and opened the windows. Immediately, a huge sound which sounded like flowing electriciy went through his ears and the white changed to blue and then black. And then he fainted.

 

Have you ever wished you could just enter another world? That’s just what happened with Okoto, though not quite the way he expected. Okoto expected it to be painless and safe, not fall straight on top of an enormous tree from space while unconscous, let the enormous tree break the hugogantormous fall, and then fell straight to hard ground, although there was grass. It felt like you’ve been playing a football match for hours in the sun, and then for the ball to hit you straight in the stomach by the most powerful player in the game, knock you down, bounce up, and fall back down straight back onto your stomach, and the ball is made of tungsten metal.

 

Okoto had regained consciousness as he was falling, but the land knocked him back unconscious. When he woke up after what felt like days but only hours, he was in a forest. The enormous tree was only a few feet away. And something was standing behind his head. He could only make out the head, but it seemed blurry and the only thing that came to mind was the imaginary tungsten metal ball. The pain was unbelieveable, but after a few minutes, his eyesight and ability to talk recovered.

 

“Oh, you’re finally alive.” The person said. He sounded like a child of about ten, and he looked like that too. Okoto turned his body and managed to get see what was talking to him. It was a kid angel of some sort. It had six wings on its sides, and two extra wings coming out from his top head, and had yellow hair. “I thought you were dead or something.”

“Well the second I saw you, I thought I was in heaven, seeing as you’re an angel and all. But then your surprised words proved otherwise. So I’m alive, yes. Are you supposed to be some kind of angel that was about to bring me to heaven or something?” Okoto managed to say.

“Errr....no.”

“Okaaaaaay, can you.....at least tell me where I am?” Okoto had always wished he could be sent to another world, though he didn’t expect it today, of all days. But he was convinced he was in another world, expected or not.

“Well......I don’t really know.” The angel seemed confused.

“But really, don’t you live here or something?” And Okoto too was now confused.

“Well, maybe....I don’t know. The last thing I remember is wondering around this forest.” The angel was very confused himself, and there was hint of him lying or joking, not that Okoto didn’t believe him.

“How come you don’t know?” By now, Okoto was standing up, though struggling, already miraculously partly recovered from the hugogantormous fall. The angel scratched his head and tried to remember, but he couldn’t. The angel obviously had amnesia. He tried as hard as possible to remember anything, anything at all, but he simply could not remember. But then after a while, the angel finally replied.

“Well, I do remember something. My name, Lucemon.”

 

 

 

 

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[CrabHelmet]

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o i c how it is

[Guest Merciful Idiot]

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o i c how it is

 

grayt thnx.