A Seraphic Tale Chapter One Part one
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kudzumacAnywho, let's meet our first group of sporkers from the Digivengers!
*A trio of thirteen year old kids enter the room, one a girl with pink hair in a red hat, blue jacket, white shirt and jeans and a white smart watch, one a boy with whitish-blond hair with a blue streak in it, slate-gray eyes and wearing a leather jacket with a pink shirt and jeans with a Kudamon on his shoulders and the third another girl with black hair and amber eyes with a demonic gangster, Astamon immediately going to the couch to sit down.*
First up, is Sheena Barnes, the pink haired girl and gadgeteer genius, Percy Black- the punkish boy who happens to be Loki's Grandson in their universe and Tina Starling, ex-bully and so far pretty normal teen girl.
Sheena: Hi there!
Percy: Hey Sheena, where's your partner?
Sheena: Oh, my partner digimon is in my watch right now, I'll let her out. *Sheena pushes a button on her smartwatch and in a flash of light, an angelic looking woman in a red hat with a veil, a blue and white outfit decorated with musical notes and a microphone-staff appears, grinning.* Say hello, Rhinemon!
Astamon: Well, well, you're lookin' pretty nice, Angel!
Rhinemon: *chuckles* Well, thanks Astamon, though, as an Original Digimon, I gotta admit it's nice to finally be revealed... even though the fic we come from still has some chapters to go before I get my in-fic Debut.
Tina: Just don't start flirting, we do have work to do sporking this story. *Sits down on the couch next to Astamon as Rhinemon takes her position sitting on the arm of the couch on Astamon's other side as Sheena and Percy sit on the other side of Tina.*
Kudamon: So, Ms. Kudzu, would you kindly tell us the premise of what we are about to spork?
Kudzu: Well, apparently in the fic's setting, the Digital World exploded or something and Digimon were sent to the Real World, some of them getting human partners. Also, Lucemon's in there somewhere.
Astamon: As a bad guy, right?
Kudzu: Hero. And possibly getting shipped with the lead among the heroes.
*All gathered now look a bit uncomfortable while Astamon decides to ask a question.*
Astamon: And why is my Babyfaced little brother being shipped with an OC and ya know, not destroying her as the Demon Lord of Pride?
Kudzu: Author Fiat, I suppose. I don't really know.
All: *groan*
Rhinemon: Anything else we need to know before we get started?
Kudzu: Well... from what I recall in the other sporking I read, the MC's Big Sis gets the short end of the stick quite a lot so... yeah. Might send someone in later to pull her out of this mess. Anyway, I'll start rolling the fic, so get ready to point out flaws, or riff on things. That works too.
*The screen in front of the couch flickers to life, and the fic begins to scroll on screen as a view into another universe entirely*
Author's Note: HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO everybody! It's me, Firechick, and I have officially returned! I'm sure some of you (especially those who know me for my Super Robot Monkey Team fan fics) are wondering why I've returned after so long. Well, thanks to watching Japanese episodes of Digimon Tamers on Hulu, I've suddenly developed a strong muse for an original Digimon fan fic. So, I've decided to give in and write it out! I'm still working on my stories on FictionPress (I will also be posting them on my livejournal account in case anyone is interested). I guess it's time for me to stop my babbling and present to you all the very first chapter of Digimon: A Seraphic Tale! Read and review nicely! NO FLAMES! Happy reading!
Percy:Should we be worried?
Kudamon: This story is to be sporked by us, Percy, so I assume the answer is yes.
EPISODE 1: A Light In The Darkness
Sheena: I'd say something witty, but I can't think of anything.
Tina: In all honesty, that title does feel a tad generic...
Rhinemon: To be honest, we are going in this blind so it can---
(dream)
Oh, the million points of light.
Oh, the many lights in the sky.
Oh, how they light the night sky.
Oh, they are called stars.
They shine and illuminate each other,
As if they're affirming each other's existence.
But one star shines purely and brilliantly.
That star is you.
You are the star that makes me heart sing.
You are the star that lights my world.
You are the star that lights my world of darkness and despair.
You are at peace, and make me feel harmony.
Your mercy gave me freedom and faith.
Your grace and strength nurtured my determination,
In a world that needs justice.
You make me worthy of giving forgiveness.
Your acknowledge my prudence and help me.
The star that shines the brightest gives me hope and liberty.
You are my hope, my harmony, my eternally shining star.
Rhinemon: ---bad. What's with the random lyrics? Is... Is this going to be a thing?
Astamon: Nah, if this was a songfic it would have been deleted or something. FF.Net does have a thing against those now, right?
Kudzu: *Grumbles about how bad of a writer she was years ago, much to the confusion of everyone else. Somewhere else in the complex, a drow warrior sneezes*
Kudamon: Ms. Kudzu, didn't you basically write The Beast mini-arc in the second arc of our story as a song fic?
Kudzu: Well, yeah, but at least I tried to incorporate the lyrics into the dialogue and narration directly instead of just posting the lyrics in plain sight!
It was this song that woke her up.
All: "her?"
The girl very slowly opened her eyes upon hearing this strange yet beautiful, gentle song. As she sat herself up and looked around, she realized that this place was not familiar to her. This strange, unknown place was lined and circled with small flowers in a multitude of multifarious colors. Pink, white, blue, purple, yellow, orange, etc. The leaves on all the tall trees were a soft creamy white instead of green or autumn colors like red, orange, yellow, or bronze. The sky above her was a perfect mixture of creamy white, cerulean blue, rosy pearl pink, lavendar violet, and a soft mango orange. Even though this place was quite unfamiliar to her, she already began to love it, especially since the place felt very sacred and holy, brimming with these beautiful flowers and trees, gentle breezes, and lots of life. She saw some glowing lights in the trees. She didn't know what they were, but she certainly liked looking at them. They were shaped like eggs, but these were bigger than the eggs you would normally find at a food store. These egg-shaped lights were the size of a beautifully crafted French doll made in the 19th century.
Tina: That's an oddly specfic thing to compare egg-lights to. Also, the author mispelled "Lavender" as well.
Sheena: Yup, not to mention the place described doesn't really sound that pretty other than maybe the twilight sky?
Not only that, this place certainly had a nice aroma emitting from all the flowers. The air smelled very soothing and sweet, like the scent of fresh roses, warm bread straight from the oven, honey, and that smell that only appears after rain fell. She lavished in it all, but it was the song that woke her up that seemed to catch her attention the most. She decided to walk around and find who's singing it. She could tell that lots of voices were singing it, not just one. As she walked and walked, the song became more lucid and clear. Soon, she began to catch sight of small silhouettes. As she ambled closer, the silhouettes became bigger and bigger and bigger the more she walked into their vicinity. Soon, she saw strange creatures in a circle surrounding a young child with many pure white wings. They were all singing happily, joyously, and merrily.
Astamon: *Chuckles at the misfortune of Lucemon for being reduced to a love interest*
Rhinemon: *swats Astamon playfully*
She attempted to walk closer, but the child with wings caught sight of her. At first, she felt a little shy upon being caught by the strange but soft-looking winged child. But as they gazed upon each other, she began to shed her feelings of tension and small fear. The song continued, and it soothed her a great deal. The winged child, who seemed to bear strange purple markings on his or her face and body, offered its hand to the girl, as if he or she were inviting her to come with it. Obviously the girl could not decipher it's gender. She couldn't tell if the child was a boy or a girl. She couldn't see it's face. But she felt warm and tender as she was in it's presence. She walked closer to it and finally decided to take it's hand.
In a split second, everything faded into white.
(end dream)
Astamon: *Laughs* Thank Yggdrasil, I was afraid we'd be seein' my brother mack on a human! He's a Rookie in this fic, right? And honestly? I'd rather not see my baby brudder deal with a human while still well, the Digimon Equivalent of a kid!
Sheena: Uh, isn't Mister Barton and Ceresmon a couple in our fic though?
Kudamon: Those two are consenting adults, the main couple in this story seems to both be children. Speaking of, who is our MC, anyway?
Kudzu: *Sighs* We're about to find out.
Her emerald green eyes slowly peeled open again, catching sight of the small golden sunbeams coming through the blinds on the other side of her bed room. Her very short, dark brown hair was a little shaggy upon waking up, but it's natural to wake up with one's hair turning a tad messy. She looked at her blue and white clock and it read 7:07 AM. As she rubbed her eyes and made them adjust to their surroundings, she looked around and saw everything. The pink paint on her walls, the two windows (one across from her bed and one next to her on her left), her stuffed animals on the floor (she always kept them on her bed whenever she made it), her white dresser full of clothes, her small figures, her toys, her old white night stand, her pink and purple blanket, her books and DVDs on the green book shelf, and her small bronze treasure box. She stretched herself out and got out of bed.
This girl of eleven years old surely knew how to start her day. First, she took off her light pink pajamas and decided to put on a pair of blue jean capris, a sleeveless red shirt with orange, white, and yellow stripes on it, white sneakers, and a pair of yellow and purple socks. She combed her dark brown hair and walked into the dining room, which is next to the kitchen, where her mother is making breakfast right now.
"Good morning, Mom," the girl said in a soft, sweet voice.
"Hello, Yun," The mother said to her daughter, Yun.
Sheena: Is... Is Yun even a name?
Kudzu: Let me check *Googles* Huh, apparently it's Chinese for Cloud.
Sheena: And... where is this fic supposed to be set?
Kudzu: *Shrugs*
"Where's Ayaka-Neechan? She at school already?" Yun asked innocently.
All: *cringes at the sudden gratuitous Japanese*
Kudzu: For some reason, I can already hear Yuki screaming.
Tina: Who?
Kudzu: Another sporker, she specializes in Japanese culture, sword boys, Onmyoji, and Japanese Poetry.
Percy: Anyone else suddenly get a feeling of foreboding from the "innocently" part?
The rest: Yes.
"Yep. She darted off like a cheetah. Breakfast will be ready in a minute, sweetie," The mother replied. She didn't sound happy at all, Yun's mother. She sounded a trifle irritated by something. Yun knew that tone of voice well. But she said nothing more.
Percy: Why the bloody hell is she irritable about what I assume is her older daughter?
Kudamon: Perhaps a peek at the older sister's situation?
Yun ate her breakfast (consisting of buttered toast and banana slices), brushed her teeth, packed her school books and notebooks into her purple and blue rolling book bag, put some books, mechanical pencils, erasers, a calculator, and her planning agenda into her crimson red purse, and packed her lunch into her light purple lunch box. After a while, her mom drove her to Fushimi Middle School. She dropped her off and drove away. Yun darted onto the black top, hoping to see her friends amongst all the children running around enjoying themselves.
Sheena: Fushimi Middle School, huh? So... is this supposed to take place in Japan?
Kudzu: I think so? Probably not a well-researched version though, at least as far as she school system is concerned. Which is why I sest your story in the US instead of Japan, because back in 2015, I knew very, very little about the Japanese school system, and was more familiar with the American System. At least as far as private schools in Mississippi were concerned.
She noticed one girl of about 11 with semi-long blonde hair tied in a ponytail with a purple ribbon and violet eyes. She happened to wear a white top with violet flowers on it, light blue jean shorts, brown shoes, and white socks. Yun spotted her immediately.
Tina: Huh, not as much description as Yun seemed to get earlier.
Astamon: Good, too much description can be as bad as barely any description at all, right?
Kudzu: Ya damn straight!
"Minako-chan!" Yun cried out as she ran to the girl, Minako, who looked somewhat dejected but forced a smile upon seeing Yun.
"Good morning, Yun..." Minako murmured in a low voice.
"Um, so...how've you been?" Yun asked.
"Actually, I...I'm feeling a little under the weather," Minako replied in a whisper. Then, Yun's expression changed. She went from happy and joyous to solemn.
"Sorry for mentioning this, but I...I heard about what happened to your little brother. I'm sorry," Yun told her softly while putting a hand on her shoulder, trying to reassure her. But Minako gently took it off.
"I know. It's alright. Also, I don't think I'm in the mood for hanging out today," Minako told her.
"Alright then. Feel better, okay Mina-chan? You have my condolences," Yun told her as Minako decided to leave.
The Kids: *all silent as they get a bad feeling about Minako's situation at home.*
The Digimon: *also silent as Astamon silently rages*
Well, she couldn't hang out with Minako. She could always find someone else to hang out with today. She looked around and saw a boy about 12 with short brown hair, lighter than her own, hazel green eyes, and creamy white skin like her own. He wore an orange shirt, long brown jean shorts (still shorter than her capris), black and yellow sneakers, and white socks. Yun recognized him immediately.
"Kosuke-kun!" She called out to the boy, Kosuke, who turned to face her.
"Good morning, Yun," He said in a low voice.
"How've you been?" Yun asked sweetly.
"I...I've been better. Sorry, but I'm not in the mood for hanging out today. I've got a lot going on," Kosuke replied. Yun felt a little crestfallen, but she kept a small smile.
"Okay. That's fine. But if you ever want someone to talk to, you're more than welcome to talk to me. if you want, of course," Yun told him. Kosuke simply walked away. Yun decided to walk away too. She found the steel bleachers and sat on them.
Percy: And another kid seems to want to not hang out with Yun. Either something bad is going to happen to her today, or there's something else going on that Yun doesn't know about.
'Hmmm...it seems Minako and Kosuke are still kinda sad. Of course they've got a lot going on in their lives. I'm sure it's not their fault, but they've changed so much. I wish they'd let me help them a little,' Yun ruminated as she sat on some steel bleachers. She was about to pull out a book to read until someone called out to her.
Sheena: Would be nice to know how they changed, ya know?
Rhinemon: *Examines her nails* I mean, this is kind of dull compared to how things started in our fic- what with you getting into a couple of fights on the way to school, but I guess it shows characterization?
"Yun-chan!"
A pretty and tall girl, with long flowing navy blue hair and dark green eyes waved to her and ran to her with a joyous smile on her face. She wore a short-sleeved white shirt underneath a small dark brown vest, beige jean shorts, black shoes, white socks, and a small silver necklace in the form of a cross around her neck. Yun beamed as she saw the blue haired girl approach her and greet her so cheerfully and merrily.
"Good morning, Otoya-chan!" Yun said as Otoya kneeled in front of her.
"How are you?" Otoya asked.
"I'm fine, though a little down. I wanted to hang out with Mina-chan and Kosuke-kun today, but it seems they're not in the mood. I know it's not their fault since they're going through so much, but I wish they'd let me help them out a bit," Yun told her.
"I'm sure they mean well. They'll probably come around soon enough. Time heals all wounds, as they say! By the way, is it true that you're gonna enter the school's End Drug and Substance Abuse contest this month?" Otoya explained happily.
Kids and Digimon: *Stare in disbelief, before glancing at Kudzu*
Kudzu: Ohhhh... right... now I remember that was a plot point. Can't remember if it went anywhere though. I think the author might have been fervently supporting the DARE program in elementary school. Though, not sure if there's anything like this in Japan though. I... really should try finding a way to contact Yuki for this sporking.
"Yep! I am!" Yun replied with a smile.
"Wow! That's great! I hope you win! You're so good at drawing. I can only do stick figures, and they won't accept funny-looking stick figures at all!" Otoya beamed.
"Your passion is more toward helping animals," Yun said.
"I want to be a vet when I grow up!" Otoya proclaimed as she sat next to Yun.
"But your dad runs the church, doesn't he? Won't he be upset if you don't run it after he dies?" Yun asked, feeling a little worried.
Tina: I don't think that's how it works. Wouldn't Otoya need to go to a special school before she could run a church, and I don't think they can be inherited either.
Astamon: I'm more annoyed by the character shillin'. I know it's only the first chapter, and we haven't even gotten to the Digimon yet outside of Babyface- I mean Lucemon, but for the love of Yggdrasil, just get to the Digimon already!
"Nah. We already talked about it and he's totally fine with it. He knows that everybody has their passions, or, as he says, "What lies in people's hearts puts them on different paths in life, and the path they choose is their choice to make." He doesn't mind my being a vet," Otoya explained. Her father runs the church in town and is quite religious, though not to a great extreme.
Percy: Well, at least someone isn't miserable in the first chapter.
Tina: Not to mention it sounds like Otoya's father is quite supportive- even more so than my own parents.
Sheena: Yeah, hate to say it, but Tina? Your parents still suck for what they did to you and your big brother.
Soon, the bell rings and everyone goes into the school building. The school day went by ordinarily enough, with Yun dutifully taking notes, studying, and listening to the teacher's words. Yun always was, and always will be, a diligent student. She knew for a fact that indolence and laziness in school would never get her anywhere in life. Even though she herself did not particularly like school, she knew she had to go through it and learn things in order to get somewhere in life.
Kudzu: Yeah, tell that to the people who were passed because of sports scholarships, or the people who are considered brilliant but lazy.
After the first half of school, Yun and some of her friends got together for lunch. Minako and Kosuke were nearby, but they weren't in a talking mood, so Yun decided to leave them alone. She didn't want to intrude into their space. So she got together with Otoya, two other girls and one other boy. One girl is around 12 and has straight jet black hair with her bangs dyed bright red. Her sharp eyes shone brightly in a light brown color. She wore a short-sleeved black shirt, black jeans, brown boots, and a silver bracelet on her right wrist. The other girl and boy were twins. They were both 11, they both have light blonde hair (through the girl's is long and tied into a braided pig tail), green eyes, and sunny dispositions. The girl is wearing a sleeveless light green shirt, a long white skirt, orange shoes, white socks, and a light blue bandana around her neck. The boy wore a sleeveless navy blue shirt, beige jean shorts, big white sneakers, and sagging white socks. He has some freckles going across his nose.
Tina: Please don't tell me that the twins aren't interchangeable. I mean, we have twins in our own fic, and they have their own personality and identity.
Kudzu: *twitches* Twins. Don't. Share. Personality Traits.
"So, Rena-chan and Riku-chan, how've you both been?" Yun asked sweetly. The girl with the braid is Rena and the boy with the freckles is Riku.
"We've been swell!" Both of them piped up in unison, which Otoya and Yun found quite impressive.
Kudzu: TWINS DON'T SPEAK IN UNISON EITHER OUTSIDE OF HORROR MOVIES!
Kudamon: You're a twin yourself, aren't you?
Kudzu: Yes, I am.
"I think I'm starting to get the hang of the new dance lessons that Aoki-sensei is teaching us! We're going to dance to Ravel(1)'s Mother Goose Suite in our next recital. Plus Dad gave me a new pair of dancing shoes!" Rena exclaimed happily as she took a bite of her ham sandwich.
Sheena: What's with the number?
Kudzu: Oh right, I cut them from the sporking but there are apparently footnotes. Let's just ignore them since I don't think they're plot relevant and is just the Author showing how learned she is.
"You're always going on and on about dancing. So girly! Anyway, I managed to get a new video game! It's so cool! I've already beaten the first two levels!" Riku exclaimed happily as he threw a piece of strawberry candy into his mouth. Rena eyed him angrily.
"You shouldn't brag so much, Riku! And don't call my dancing girly! Boys dance too! In fact..." Rena argued. Soon, she and her twin brother began a little sibling squabble.
Tina: I mean, at least they have some sense of identity? I think?
Yun couldn't help but laugh at the two of them, though they certainly didn't notice. She had only known them for a year, but she liked being with them. Rena is a pretty and pleasant enough girl, though quite absent minded and over-fond of dancing. Riku is nice too, despite having ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) and being a little impulsive and hyper, but he was still the same happy and cheerful person. It was like he was a boy version of his own sister.
Tina: and there goes any hope I had of the twins being separate.
As Yun was about to eat an octopus treat, a peanut butter cup was presented to her. She turned and saw her friend with the red streaked bangs and somewhat moody-looking expression on her face.
"Want this?" She asked in a low voice. It wasn't full of malice, that was for sure.
Yun smiled and took the brown candy.
"Thank you, Melody-chan!" Yun exclaimed as she ate the soft, chocolate and peanut buttery candy that her friend Melody gave to her. Melody smiled just a little bit, and she hadn't smiled in a very long time, especially not in front of people she disliked, and there was a myriad of people she disliked, even hated to an extent. Nobody understood why someone who always looked so sour, someone who dressed like a punk or a goth or someone who got angry at people a lot for no good reason would be friends with someone as warm and gentle and innocent as Yun. She knew this well, and she even heard people gossiping about it.
"I just don't get it! Why is Wakamiya friends with that punk?"
"Last week, she got mad at me because she thought I copied off of her homework. Why would I copy off of her?"
"She's always angry at everybody. I wish she'd quit being so annoying!"
"Just look at those two together! Looking so high and mighty! That Shimotsuki girl must think she's too good for us!"
Tina: Ah, and there's the bullying gossip. At least when I was a bully I never sank so low as to spread rumors about you, Sheena.
Sheena: This still feels like shilling to me.
Kudzu: As someone that was in the background back in school, I always wondered why people spread gossip about others. I don't think I had gossip spread about me, kind of hoping I didn't, but this feels more like highschool drama than elementary school drama. I think.
Shimotsuki Melody and Wakamiya Yun were very different, in terms of both personality and disposition, yet they have been very good friends since their early childhood. They always stuck together like glue, and nobody knew why. Otoya, Rena, Riku, Minako, and Kosuke didn't mind them being together. If they were friends with Yun, they were friends with Melody too, and they certainly got to know the two quite well thanks to their very unlikely friendship.
Percy: My guess? Melody is crushing on Yun and doesn't realize it.
Kudzu: Eh, we'll probably find out why they're friends later. Anyway, we'll pause here since this is starting to get long. But hopefully, we'll get to the digimon next entry.
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Date: 2021-05-10 12:42 pm (UTC)All: *cringes at the sudden gratuitous Japanese*
Kudzu: For some reason, I can already hear Yuki screaming.
Tina: Who?
Kudzu: Another sporker, she specializes in Japanese culture, sword boys, Onmyoji, and Japanese Poetry.
You know, I can already hear her screams too.
Let's hope nobody changes history or says Nobunaga was Chinese. She will explode.
Kudzu: Ohhhh... right... now I remember that was a plot point. Can't remember if it went anywhere though. I think the author might have been fervently supporting the DARE program in elementary school. Though, not sure if there's anything like this in Japan though. I... really should try finding a way to contact Yuki for this sporking.
(Sees more gratuitous Japanese) She is going to have lots of bile fascination.
She knew this well, and she even heard people gossiping about it.
To be honest, even without this sentence, it's obvious they are gossiping.
Also, about Lucemon, when you Draco in Leather Pants, better have a good reason except your hormones.