A Life In Two Worlds
Part Two
Disclaimer: I don’t feel like writing another disclaimer… So I’ll just copy the old one. I DON’T OWN POKEMON OR DIGIMON. There. Nice and boring disclaimer.
We had to travel the world Izzy came from in order to not
only find the eighth child, but also to keep Myotismon from totally destroying
Tokyo. We had jumped through Myotismon’s gate and landed in their world. First
things first were we had to keep a low profile, us Digimon. So while all the other
Digimon claimed to be stuffed animals, I went for a different approach.
“If those are stuffed animals, what’s this?” the kids’ teacher asked when he had spotted us.
“That’s my pet turtle,” Izzy laughed. “She snuck into my backpack when I wasn’t looking.” The teacher was glaring at me, as if that would help me leave when things were already in such a state of panic. “I promise she won’t be any trouble.” To top it off, I walked up next to the teacher and gave him my most innocent look I could conjure up. He smiled and petted me on the head, which wasn’t so bad, and warned Izzy to watch me. After he had left, we let out our breaths. That was a close one. I was forced to walk on all fours, which wasn’t hard, and not say a word, which was hard. We loaded the bus. Izzy sat in one seat, his laptop on his lap. Motimon got in the next seat, and that left nowhere for me.
“Sorry, Squirtel,” Motimon whispered. “I guess you have to sit somewhere else.” I glanced around a moment to make sure no one was looking, then daintily lifted Motimon up and set him on my back; stealing his spot. It wasn’t a problem for Motimon, or me and Izzy didn’t care so I resumed lying on my stomach with Izzy’s “stuffed animal” on my back and my tail hanging idly in the aisle.
I shouldn’t have had my tail in the aisle, however, when I was sitting in front of some nasty bullies. At first, I thought it was people bumping me that was making my tail hurt a little. I moved it a little more inwards, but the pain persisted. I finally got the mind to actually turn my head around and see what it was that was doing this. Two boys were behind me, and they thought it would be such a great idea to start pulling my tail. I tried to growl at them, seeing as I wasn’t allowed to talk. If I were allowed to talk, they would’ve had to put up with something a little fiercer than a growl. Unfortunately, my growl wasn’t very good. I must have needed practice. They thought it was cute and continued to pull and prick. I nudged my head on Izzy’s arm, but he just aimlessly patted me on the head and went back to his computer. Motimon was asleep, so there was only one thing left to do. I slid Motimon off of me and got off the seat. I trotted into theirs, and stared at them. They picked me up and started discussing the things they could do to me.
“I say we use her as a big hockey puck,” one of them chuckled. I seized the moment. Making sure no one else could hear me; I stood up and looked them both straight in the eye.
“You dare pull my tail or hurt me in any other way, I’ll use your head as a hockey puck,” I growled at them. This was better than my previous growl. They just sat there, stunned, as I crawled out of my seat and into my old one. This time, I kept my tail well hidden. The boys snapped out of their daze long enough to poke Izzy.
“Hey genius,” they whispered. He looked up, apparently used to being called by this. “I hope you know your freak pet turtle can talk.” Izzy acted like they were the two biggest morons ever, which I’m sure they were, until they gave up. Then he smacked me harshly on the back.
“What did we tell you,” he lectured. “Now you are not to leave this seat.” I didn’t care about what he had said. I got my revenge, or should I say, half of it. The two idiots got up and told the teacher too, but when he looked over, I appeared to be dozing in the sun. He smiled and dismissed the boys. They walked back to their seats, upset. I made sure to give them an evil looking grin as they passed me.
We got off the bus and stretched. Instead of being dropped off at our homes, we were dropped off at this spot called Hightenbutarus. I still was a little fuzzy on the reasons why though. We walked on, regardless, and were attacked by Mammothmon, one of Myotismon’s flunkies. Seeing Birdramon fight Mammothmon brought back a memory from four years ago, when they all lived at Hightenbutarus at the same time. They remembered seeing Greymon and another bird Digimon battle each other. To them, it was a clue to why they were chosen to be the Digidestined. Birdramon won the battle, and we all went home.
Izzy suggested that Tentomon and I come through the window rather than the front door. He left to quickly to explain why, so when we did come into his room, we requested he tell us the reason.
“I don’t think my parents would comprehend the situation as well as we would like,” he explained. We had to agree with that. Then, Izzy had to leave for dinner. He shoved us into his closet. While waiting for his return, I talked with Tentomon.
“Tentomon,” I whispered. “What do you think of all this?” Tentomon thought a moment.
“I don’t care for being stuck in this dusty closet, but I think Izzy’s parents are nice,” he stated. I sneezed when he mentioned the closet.
“At least I have you to be with,” I giggled, grabbing his talon. “And there’s an upside to being in here.”
“What would that be?” Tentomon groaned, squeezing my hand.
“It’s dark and we’re all alone,” I giggled. Tentomon looked at me funny.
“That’s awful, Squirtel!” he shouted. I made him keep his voice down.
“Tentomon, you’re such a sucker,” I giggled. “I was only kidding.” Tentomon calmed down a bit. He was about to say something else, but the door swung open. Izzy came in with a plate of food.
“Dinner’s on,” he said, smiling. We crawled out and started stuffing ourselves. It was really good.
“Izzy, not only is your mom nice and pretty, but she’s also a good cook!” Tentomon stated during bites.
“I second that!” I decided. I looked up at Izzy. He was watching us eat. It almost made me feel guilty. I smacked Tentomon lightly on the arm. “Here, Izzy. Have something to eat too.” He laughed and gave it back.
“I ate already,” he said. I smiled, relieved, and continued to eat. Most of the rest of that night was Izzy on his computer, looking at the new features that Gennai had put on it, and Tentomon and I were exploring his room. He must not have counted on me looking under his bed, because I found some interesting things. I pulled one of them out. It was a Santa hat. I stuck it on Tentomon and pushed him in front of Izzy. Izzy couldn’t help but laugh.
After a few hours Tentomon fell asleep. I smiled as I listened to his electric like snore and looked over Izzy’s shoulder at his computer. We received an e-mail from Gennai that there was a Digimon attacking and no one else was awake. Izzy couldn’t believe that he was the only one awake, and started calling everyone. While he called, I woke Tentomon up. It turned out Gennai was right and we were the only ones who could fight. Tentomon, Izzy, and I split into two missions. Tentomon and I would digivolve and fight the evil Digimon, Raremon, while Izzy go search for the eighth child.
It was a hard battle, but no one had more of an advantage than me. Raremon was in the water, so while he was shooting down Kabutarimon, he had to dodge my attacks. At some point, he actually did get Kabutarimon and pulled him down. Then it was a tug of war, so to speak, for Kabutarimon. We won, and as I leapt out of the water, he fired an Electro Shocker and destroyed Raremon. We returned back to Izzy’s home, feeling victorious and hungry.
“I suppose you do deserve a little snack,” Izzy chuckled and walked off. When he was out of sight, Tentomon tackled me and kissed me.
“Ow,” I laughed, pushing Tentomon off. “What was that for?”
“For helping me get away from Raremon,” Tentomon replied. I looked slightly confused.
“But Tentomon, I’ve save you lots of times, and you do the same for me,” I countered. “Why suddenly did you decide to do that?” Tentomon grinned darkly.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Maybe your closet comment is finally sinking in.” Izzy returned to see Tentomon and I standing there giggling.
“What’s so funny?” Izzy asked us, setting the food down.
“Nothing,” we replied. Izzy didn’t understand, but didn’t pry either. We ate, and went to bed. This time, I wasn’t the only one at the foot of the bed. Tentomon was with me, whispering a conversation.
“Do you think we should tell him?” he asked me.
“Tell him what?” I asked, getting sleepy.
“How we feel about each other,” Tentomon said. I battered the thought in my mind a moment.
“No,” I decided.
“But Squirtel,” Tentomon started to argue. I cut him off.
“Tentomon, now’s not the time to get Izzy dragged into a predicament he’s sure to be uncomfortable in,” I explained. Tentomon frowned.
“Why would he be uncomfortable?” he asked quietly. “Even humans know the joys of love.”
“Well first of all, I don’t think Izzy’s ever liked someone that way,” I stated. “It might be a little hard for him to understand. Second of all, we’re both his Digimon and that has a little irony to it. Finally, I’m not exactly a pure breed Digimon like you, Tentomon. It’d be kinda weird.” Tentomon sighed, knowing I was right.
“Will we ever tell him?” he asked me. I nodded.
“Of course,” I chirped. “He’s going to have to know at some point.” I grinned playfully. “We want him at the wedding right?” Tentomon fell off the bed. “Tentomon! Are you okay?” I asked, looking down at him. He nodded and stared at me.
“Squirtel, you are so weird sometimes,” he declared. I grinned again.
“I know,” I said. “Gomammon’s really been a bad influence on me.” Tentomon heaved himself back up on the bed.
“We’d better get to sleep now,” he yawned. I also yawned and agreed. “Goodnight Squirtel.”
“Goodnight Tentomon” And with that, we both gave each other a sweet kiss. Had either of us bothered to glance at Izzy for even a moment during our entire discussion, we would have noticed that his eyes were still open.
It was a thought that we all knew we’d have to deal with. We were going to have to fight Myotismon eventually. Tentomon and I thought we’d be as prepared as we could, making sure that we were always full. I had to be the most careful. I had a healing wound to contend with. Now unseen, I had an awful and painful sore on my left leg after taking a hit for Izzy from a Digimon. It was getting better, but I had to be wary of it.
Then the day came. We were on the rooftop of the local TV station. This was Myotismon’s hideout. We had found that Kari, Tai’s little sister was the eighth child. Gatomon was her digital partner, and now that they both remembered, Gatomon had gone from evil to good. Another Digimon who decided to be a good guy was Wizardmon, who had just now sacrificed himself. I was Digivolved all the way to my Ultimate form, same as MegaKabutarimon. MegaKabutarimon had just made an attempt to attack Myotismon and failed. I decided that while he was contending with two other attacks, now would be my chance. I readied my two water guns, and took aim.
“Hydro Pump!” I shouted my attack. It looked as though it was going to hit, until Myotismon flicked a finger and made them disappear. “No!”
“Face it Blistoise,” Izzy shouted. “None of their attacks are even touching him.” It wasn’t until Gatomon digivolved to Angewoman did we finally defeat him. She had us all launch our attacks into a glowing circle, called Heaven’s Charm, and she used that power to shoot her Celestial Arrow at Myotismon. He disappeared and we thought we had won. We were wrong. It turned out that he had only Digivolved a step farther. Now, he was VenoMyotismon, and was a form known as Mega.
“How are we going to beat a Mega when we are all only Ultimate?” I asked Izzy, who was already trying to decipher an answer. It turns out that In order to make a Digimon able to reach the next level, Tai and Matt had to be shot with arrows of Hope and Light. When they were hit, Agumon warp digivolved to WarGreymon and Gabumon warp digivolved to MetalGarurumon. While watching the two digivolve, I thought of a question.
“Izzy,” I said, tugging at his sleeve. He looked down at me. “Is there any other way that a different Digimon could reach Mega level?” He smiled.
“Of course,” he said, matter-of-factly. “If not then VenoMyotismon wouldn’t be here. I suppose it’s a matter of will and skill.” I thought about that. I proposed that some day, I’d be a Mega level too. It took so much effort, but in the end, we won! After VenoMyotismon was defeated, I returned to my In-training form of Charminder. Keeping close to Tentomon, as not to be squished, we found that when the fog lifted, the Digiworld could be seen in the sky; upside down. Of course, we all saw this as a bad sign. Especially when a plane almost crashed from getting too close to it. Luckily, Birdramon and Kabutarimon were able to save it.
It was obvious that the Digital World was a wreck, and only the nineteen of us could save it. The kids held out their Digivices and we were taken back to the Digital World; only to be greeted by the dark masters. When Piedmon approached us, I was so scared. Motimon and I held each other close as his gaze swept past us.
“Why! If it isn’t the two digital sweethearts!” Piedmon cooed. I glanced at Motimon, puzzled. “You were rather famous here in the Digital world. Yes, the Digimon and the Digimon wannabe, together forever.” I felt a growing rage within me. Being a fire type, it clearly showed as my tail flame grew larger, and my eyes had embers burning in them. Motimon was beginning to get upset himself. Everyone else stared at Piedmon; not believing what he said was true. “I bet you too are inseparable. We’ll soon see!” Motimon stepped forward to make a weak threat. Naturally, it didn’t work.
We looked doomed, only to be saved by Piximon, who died in the process. After mourning Piximon, we needed a rest to recollect ourselves. Which meant questioning now Tentomon and me.
“What did Piedmon mean?” T.K. asked bluntly. Tentomon was scratching the back of his head.
“Um,” was all he could get out.
“Squirtel, explain,” Tai ordered sternly. I looked down and trailed a toe through the dirt.
“Well, you see,” I trailed off.
“Look you two, are you going to tell us or not!?” Matt shouted. We didn’t reply, or look at each other.
“I think it’s cute,” Sora defended. I nearly smiled. Good old Sora and her crest of Love was always a defender of romance.
“Me too,” Mimi interjected.
“Me three,” Kari put in. This time I did smile. All girls must stick together. Of course, their Digimon agreed too. Great, I had six people backing me up. Tentomon wasn’t so lucky with the boys, though.
“Love is yucky,” T.K. said, wrinkling his nose. Young T.K.’s opinion wasn’t really taken all too seriously in this case.
“Tentomon, that is so weird,” Joe said. Gommamon was rolling with laughter.
“I-I told you!” He shouted in between laughs. “H-he’s got it bad for Squirtel! HA HA HA HA!!!!!!” Tentomon gave him a dirty look. At that point in time, we didn’t care what anyone thought. Anyone, except Izzy. We both glanced at him. He was typing away at his keyboard; typical.
“Hey Izzy!” Tai shouted. “What do you think of all this?” Izzy took a moment to lift his head.
“I say let them do what they want,” he stated, not letting his true feelings through. “In digital years, I’m sure they’re adults by now. Right?” Tentomon had earlier explained that a Digimon’s mind matures ten years faster. That doesn’t mean that they die ten years earlier though. They just grow up faster.
“Well, technically Izzy,” he mumbled. “We’re both only about fourteen years old.” Izzy froze. His plan to spare us embarrassment had backfired. Tentomon caught on and added to that. “But that’s kinda like adulthood.” Izzy sighed of relief.
“You see,” he said going back to his computer. “They can make their own decisions in life.” The girls wholeheartedly agreed, while the boys had no other reason to argue. The conversation was dropped and everyone was going back to something else. Gommamon was still rolling with laughter; but I easily took care of that.
“Water gun!” I shouted, spraying him. “Gommamon, you need to chill out!” We left him there, sputtering out insults for my actions.
I could take the time to explain the whole process of getting ready for MetalSeadramon’s attacks, but they’re rather boring. I’ll skip them.
At this point in time, most of the group had accepted Tentomon and my relationship and allowed us to sneak a kiss every so often. I said most though. T.K. and Matt had a hard time dealing with it. It was understandable that T.K. not enjoy it. He was young and arrogant at the time. Matt, was uncomfortable for reason’s unknown. Perhaps he had a longing to be loved, and that’s why he was so quite. He was waiting for someone to love him too. One day, I walked up to him while he was sitting alone.
“Matt, there’s a time for everyone to find who or what they’re looking for,” I said softly. “You just have to keep waiting. It’ll come.”
“What are you talking about?” he sneered. I walked away without another word. He acted like he didn’t know, but something inside said he did.
It was hard trying to fight the dark masters. There’s no real significant story I can tell you. You know what happens. I can only recall one. The final battle with Machindramon. We were separated from everyone else. It was just Tentomon, Izzy, Agumon, Tai, and I. We Digimon were so tired and weak. Tentomon could no longer hover, Agumon kept collapsing, and I didn’t have the strength to use my hover carpet, my normal mode of transportation other than Izzy himself. Tai would not let us rest. He was obsessed with finding Kari. Izzy was more sympathetic. He and Tai got in a fight in which Tai hit Izzy. I was ready to kill him, but Tentomon held me back. Tai insisted that Izzy hit him. He refused, which allowed us Digimon to offer a smack ourselves. We never did get that hit, but I came close. I was standing next to Izzy, and right in front of my face was Tai’s hand. I got an urge to take a nip for what he did. Okay, nip is too light a word. I wanted to rip that hand apart. I opened my mouth and leaned forward, only to have Tentomon give me the ugliest look I’ve ever seen him do.
So I never did get my revenge. We had to hide because we heard a noise. It turned out to be Andromon; a Digimon we encountered the first time Tentomon had ever digivolved. Immediately after, Kari found us. She had the rest of the group with her, and she was glowing a strange color. Then Machindramon appeared. He slaughtered a group of Numemon who was dubbing Kari their queen. This jerked some emotion that sent her glowing again. That glow was all the energy we needed to digivolve. Agumon warped Digivolved to WarGreymon.
Before I go on, I must mention that I had made many previous attempts to warp digivolve. I was still dead-set on becoming a Mega some day.
Feeling that light triggered something within me. It said, “Here’s your chance. Warp digivolve!” So I did. I finally felt the tingling sensation of digivolving to flow through me as I achieved my ultimate goal.
“Squirtel warp digivolve to!” I shouted. I felt myself fly past my previous stages. When I got to my Blistoise stage, I changed form only slightly. Metal encased almost all my shell and some skin. Spikes popped out of my back in a neat line. To top it all off, part of my shell opened up and I had not two, but four water cannons on my back. I was a Mega! “MetalBlistoise!”
Everyone stared in awe at my new form. I smiled a little and let out a fierce growl. Then looked at Machindramon. WarGreymon dove forward and sliced him with his sharp claws.
“Spike Spin!” I shouted, curling into a ball and rolling towards him with an incredible force and speed. Both WarGreymon and I landed and de-digivolved to our In-training forms. Machindramon stood there.
“You did nothing!” he shouted. We grinned at each other.
“Are you kidding?” Koromon shouted. “I sliced you like an onion!”
“And I diced ya!” I squeaked out. We were right, because a few minutes later, he disintegrated. The underground system we were in started to cave in. Anything that could fly grabbed someone and flew off.
“Tentomon, was I awesome?” I asked my loved one as he carried me to the ground. He smiled confidently.
“Of course you were!” he shouted. “That was a splendid victory!”
You all know what happens to the Dark Master eventually. You also know what happens to Apoclamon. Finally, you know what the kids have to do in the end. Although I can see Izzy whenever I please now, I still get sad when I remember that painful day of separation. Izzy and Tentomon wouldn’t say a word. They barely looked at each other. It was driving me insane. I ran off when Izzy wasn’t looking, not far away just into a closet, and cried my eyes out. I was crying so hard, it was difficult to hear Izzy telling Tentomon how much he loved him. After talking to Tentomon, he went in search of me. When he found me crying, he picked me up and held me close.
“I will always remember you, Squirtel,” he whispered. I choked out my sentiments also. He set me down and I whipped out my Poke Flute (my only other real item that I owned for myself) and tried to play a song I felt. This is a sad sounding song, that I’d tried to play before but never could finish the ending. For the first time, for Izzy, I finished it the whole way through. Afterwards, we all huddled together and cried. I wouldn’t let him go, but I had no choice.
Seeing Izzy fly away on the tram jerked something inside of me. My heart told me that this was my last true chance to say a personal goodbye. I got on my hover carpet and sped up to his window.
“Izzy,” I said looking into his dark eyes. “I love you too. Goodbye!” He held my hand a moment, and I gave him a short peck on the cheek, in the name of our friendship. I landed, and watched the one who was responsible for my being in this world, fly out of my life.