Digidestined of Harmony:
Digital World Chaos:
This Strange yet Familiar World
The digital world; a place of wonder and mystery, and once a place that some would call untamed beauty...expect if someone would to look from a bird’s eyes view, they wouldn’t see a glorious world, but seven misshapen continents, their data pouring from the edge of said continents.
A mysterious digimon, feature hidden due to the near darkness of the room he was in, sighed highly as he watched the digital world from a monitor.
“Datamon, report on the degeneration of the isles? The digimon said, his voice deep but formal.
A cylinder digimon with tube arms and legs entered into the only light source in the room, but the light wasn’t enough for someone to see the digimon’s full features.
“I am fear this update isn’t a bright one, LordDrakemon,” Datamon said depressingly. “At the rate of degradation, isle number 5 will completely degenerate in one-and-half earth year.”
LordDrakemon look at the screen in front of him, and with a wave of right hand, the screen zoomed in on the mentioned isle, which looked like a lopsided L. “Correct me if I am wrong, Datamon, but isn’t that the isle where the Valley of Beginning is located?” The mysterious digimon asked calmly.
Datamon sighed heavily as he looked at the screen, “Unfortunately, my lord, it is, and the process of trying to get the valley to relocate is going as you can imagine. Bunch of stubborn fools.”
Though Datamon whispered the last part under his breath, LordDrakemon still heard it and looked at the data digimon. While Datamon couldn’t see his master face, he knew that the mysterious digimon was glaring at him, and that caused him to flinch slightly.
“Show some respect, Datamon.” LordDrakemon said calmly, “The caretakers are just following years of traditions, and that should be respect instead of scorn.”
Datamon looked down at the floor, shamed that his master heard his scornfully remark. He quickly looks back up when LordDrakemon spoke again.
“Still, the Valley of Beginnings is important part of our world. We can’t let such a place vanish.” LordDrakemon look at Datamon and he flinch, “Send our best ambassadors to the Valley. We most convince them to re-”
The mysterious digimon was interrupted when a bang startled the two, though LordDrakemon kept his composure as he waved his hand. The screen he has been looking at instantly vanished and the entire room lit up, revealing a massive throne room.
The typical looking Datamon, with patches of exposed flash watched the interloper, a Gazimon with a crimson band over it right foreleg, ran frantically up to the two and then he looked at his master.
Nearly all of LordDrakemon is covered in a thick black robe, which is very plain, about the only thing on the robe is the gold chain near the neck line. The mysterious digimon’s head is the only thing not covered; LordDrakemon has a long, dragon-like beak, covered in a solid metal mouth plate. Strangely he has a third eye, right above his other two. Ever stranger is the digimon’s eyes; his right one is deep red and his left one is deep green and his third eye is a pale yellow with a slanted pupil. The only other thing that stands is LordDrakemon’s hair, which is a silver-gold color and styled in long spikes.
“How dare you, you lonely grunt,” Datamon shouted when his master was unresponsive. “Do you know what time is it?”
The Gazimon flinched at the data type digimon’s hush tone, and this caused Datamon to grin. He was about to tear into the lowly digimon again, when LordDrakemon spoke.
“Enough, Datamon. All digimon knew not to disturb me during my viewings, so this must be important,” the mysterious digimon said, scolding Datamon in a soft tone, and then address Gazimon. “So please, my faithful servant, speak.”
Gazimon gulp when his master spoke, feeling like he was being pulled down by some sort of invisible force, though that wasn’t anything new, but he still found himself unable to speak when in the presence of his mighty ruler. Thankfully, LordDrakemon was very patience, as it took the Gazimon nearly a minute to regain his composure.
“It seems, L-LordDrakemon, one y-your traps was recently activated,” Gazimon said nervously.
“Impossible,” Datamon snarled disbelievingly. “LordDrakemon sent those traps out eons ago! You can’t expect him to think that one of them had suddenly activated after all this time, you just-”
“Datamon,” LordDrakemon said calmly, though both servants heard that his voice had elevated just a hair, which meant he was reaching the limits of his patience with Datamon’s constant outbursts “I will tolerate your outbursts for so long in one day.”
The cyborg digimon turned and glared fiercely at his master, but the mysterious digimon didn’t notice, as he turned his attention to Gazimon.
“Is what you said true? Did one of my devices active?” the dragon face digimon asked politely, and Gazimon nodded slowly. “Tell me, from where was my device activated?”
“I think…from one of the worlds call Equestria?” Gazimon replied nervously.
“Interesting, tell me, did the other feature of my device also activate?” LordDrakemon asked politely, and Gazimon nodded. “This could very good news indeed. Tell me, my loyal servant, do you which landmass our guest is on?”
At this, the Gazimon become even more nervously, but he wasn’t going to skirt around the issue, not in front of his lord and master. “Unfortunately, my lord, the guests had arrived on isle 3.”
LordDrakemon’s brow wrinkled as his closed his eyes and lean into his throne. “This is a…disheartening development,” he whispered loud enough for his servants to hear, and open his eyes and look at Datamon. “Datamon, quickly contact the overseer of that isle and inform him of our new quests. You are both dismissed.”
Gazimon bow slightly before turning and hurrying out of throne room. Datamon, however, lingers for a few seconds, glaring at his master, before hurrying out of the room. If LordDrakemon notice his servant scornfully look, he didn’t seem to care as he wave his hand, and the room darken again as the holographic screen reappear.
The dragon-like digimon look at the image of isle three and could only wonder what the guests to his kingdom would have to endure.
(…)
Twilight groan heavily as she rolled onto her back, slowly opening her eyes to bright sunlight. She brought her leg up to block the rays, and froze when she saw the slender thing with what looked like claws on it. She turned it over a slightly and clumsily closed the claw like she had seen her Spike do dozen of times.
This at last confirms that the thing was part of her body, as she raise her other leg and stare at both. Her first thought was that she was dreaming, but the uncomfortable feeling going down her back put that thought to rest.
So, what happened? Twilight thought to herself as she used her strange limps to block the sun’s light from her eyes.
The young princess gasp as the memories came flooding back to her, and she roll over. She planned to get up and go looking for her friends, only to stop when she rolled onto stomach and press against that something that cause her to let out a sudden yelp.
Startled by this, Twilight subconsciously used her former front legs to push up. She cries out when she was suddenly rockets backwards and briefly see that her is taller than before. She let out another yelp as she fell onto her rear and once again use her alter legs to brace herself.
For nearly a minute Twilight just set there processing everything that just happened. Slowly her mind restarted and she looked down. There was something on her chest, and the objects on her chest were covered by some kind of fabric. She quickly realizes that her entire body was now cover in some of kind of outfit, and began to study it.
Twilight started at her back legs and saw that the there were covered in some kind of shoes of an unknown material. Much like her front legs, she could tell that something that had grown out from her back legs as she wiggled the grown items comfortably in her shoe. The shoes themselves were white with splashes of lavender on them.
Twilight next look at her legs and saw that they were covered in pair of pants, which made from denim if her remember her lessons with Rarity right, and dyed lavender. She also notice that the pants are tight on her legs but are quite comfortable. She couldn’t understand why she has a belt, the article of clothing was quite secure to her legs.
Finally-and with a heavy blush-Twilight look at her upper body. She is wearing a sleeveless lavender shirt that didn’t cover her smooth stomach and jacket made from nylon. The jacket is lavender like rest of her outfit, and has a gray rim at the bottom, gray cuffs at the end of the sleeves, and a gray section with a zipper that could be hidden because the front of the jacket could be buttoned up.
With her studies done, the young quickly looked away from her chest and studied the thing at the end of her legs. A sudden memory popped into her head, one where she was asking the minotaur ambassador about her body. The ambassador took it in good humor and answered all the questions the young princess threw at her.
“Arms, hands and fingers,” Twilight whispered to herself as she closed and opened her fingers to get a feel for them.
A sudden wind blew through Twilight’s hair and looked around. She knew she was no longer in her castle from the light shining down on her when she awoke, but what she saw shocked her. She is in some kind of field, with lush green grass and some trees nearby. She might had thought that she was in one of the open fields near the town, if it wasn’t for a tree that was on her right…it was made out of stone!
Twilight’s curiosity was peaked at seeing the oddity and knew she wanted study it, and began moving to get a closer look when-
“WHERE ARE MY WINGS!!!”
Twilight’s eye snapped open when she recognized Rainbow Dash’s voice. Without thinking, the young princess leaned forward, planting her hands onto the ground, and began galloping in the direction the scream came from. That quickly prove to a bad move; her longer back legs weren’t aligned with her shorter arms and it was chore to move without falling on her face. The ground was also more rough than she thought, the skin on her hands were quickly getting bruised.
Twilight stopped when something rub against her right hand and she pulled it away. She looked at her hand and sigh when she saw a small cut. The cut was nothing life-threatening, but she realize she couldn’t walk like she normally do and sigh again as she slowly pulls herself into an upright position.
The young princess took a moment to study herself and though it killed her, took a slower pace in the direction she heard the scream. She nearly fell several time due to a number of reasons, but she quickly adjusted to her new body somewhat and was able to pick up her pace a little.
It didn’t take her long to reach her friends, just a detour around a rather large stone tree, and her friends came into view, all awake and transformed like her, but otherwise unharmed. Twilight decided to hang back for a moment and study her friends.
She first looks at Rainbow Dash running around the area like a maniac, looking for her missing wings. Twilight notes that her speedster friend is wearing shoes like her own, jut cyan in color and little worn and bunch up socks. She wore a pair of black short with a cyan strap running down the right leg.
The young princess could feel her face heat up slightly when she notice her friend’s well developed legs, and quickly look up at her upper body. Rainbow wore a cyan shirt under her Wonderbots’ jacket. Finally, the young rookie has a cyan sweatband around her forehead.
Twilight noted that, outside of the jacket, her friend look like she was ready for a run, as she looked at the next girl, namely Fluttershy.
The shy pony was sitting with her knees to her chest and arms wrapped her legs as she stare blankly at the ground. The timed Pegasus’s outfit was simple; a fitting butter cream sweater that has a few tears in it, and a knee high skirt. The forest skirt was somewhat unusual with it’s vein-like patterns that spiral outwards as they went down.
The odd thing about the young animal caretaker is the small bandage on her right cheek. While the item was a little odd, Twilight noted, it seems to fit her as the young princess turn her attention to the pony-turned-whatever near Fluttershy, namely Rarity.
Rarity’s outfit, while plain in a lot of ways, still looked elegant at some level. She wore brown boots made of some unknown material that went up past the ankle and has a small heel on them. The white skirt with the purple diamonds pattern went down to the designer’s thighs and ends in pointed tips. The shirt, which was made from a fine white silk, hugs Rarity’s body comfortable and the sleeves are push up to her elbow.
Strangely, her sewing glasses hang off the neck of the designer’s shirt’s collar and a portable pin cushion is on her right wrist. Even stranger was the circle scar in the center of her forehead.
Twilight made note of her friend’s strange scar as she turn her eyes to Applejack. The farmer was sitting a few feet from Rarity and Fluttershy and calmly examining her altered form. The outfit she was wearing something one would expect from a farmer; a pair of worn denim overalls which has light dirty smudges on it, and a long, orange shirt under it and a pair working boot over the pants’ legs.
Applejack still had her hat but it has gain a string and is currently hanging loosely around her neck.
Twilight frown as she looked around; there’s some pony missing and the young princess was determined not to let said pony get the drop on her.
“Hi!” Pinkie exclaimed chirpily, suddenly appearing right in front of the young princess, “Whatcha you doing?”
Startled, Twilight cried out as she jumped into the air. She tried to use her wings to soften her fall, only to realize two late that she didn’t have her wings anymore and came down hard on her rear. The young princess moans as she rubs her butt. No matter the form, Pinkie is basically invisible when she wants to be.
Speaking of Pinkie pie…Twilight look up and study the outfit of the pink party planner. It was…unusual to say the least, the entire outfit was mismatch in some why.
While the boots are made out of the same material, the left boot want up to the knee and the right one barely want past her ankle, but there is a black sock with pink splashes that cover the rest of the distance. The skirt is also uneven, with the right side reach to the knee and the left barely reached to the thigh.
The skirt itself is white with spiral patterns of pink around it. Strangely, the left side is frilled and the right side is straight.
The shirt Pinkie is wearing is like the one Twilight’s wearing, sleeveless and with the stomach expose. Pinkie also is wearing a jacket, which is just as weird as the rest of her outfit. The jacket’s body is a bright blue and the sleeves are pink. The left sleeve reach slightly past Pinkie’s elbow and is so wide that the earth pony’s arm might have been swallowed by it if it wasn’t so short. The right sleeve is much shorter, barely reaching past the pink earth pony’s shoulder and cling tightly to her arm.
Finally, Pinkie were a light blue bandana sloppily tied around her forehead, and a small smudge of dried flour on her left cheek.
A familiar giggle brought Twilight out of “study” mode, and saw that Pinkie has her hand outstretched, obviously offering to help her up. “Silly Twilight,” The party planner said mirthfully, “You can’t fly like that?”
Twilight couldn’t help but smile sheepishly as she place her balled-up hand into Pinkie’s open palm. The former unicorn frown a bit as she awkwardly unrolled fingers so they fit into her friend’s hands. Pinkie just smiled as she helped her friend to her feet. She then dragged Twilight to the others, nearly causing the princess of friendship to lose her balance.
“Hey everypony, Twilight’s here!” Pinkie shouted at the tops of her lungs.
At the sound of Pinkie proclaim everyone turned their attention to their friend, and they were immediately on their feet, clumsily walking up the others and began questioning the studious pony.
“Where are my wings?”
“Sugar-cube, do you have any clue where we are?”
“W-What happened to us?”
“While I do fancy the outfit I have on, I would rather return to my natural beautiful body.”
“Girls, one question at a time, please,” Twilight said calmly, as she brought up her hands in a gesture she once saw the Minotaur ambassador use to calm some of her guards when they thought she was in danger.
Like normal, the very speedy Rainbow Dash was the first to shot off a question. “What did, you and Starlight do to us, and how do you plan to fix it so I can get my wings back?”
Twilight’s eyes snapped opened and she did a quick headcount. Panic started to fill her when she realized there is a pony missing.
“Where’s Starlight?” she asked frantically.
“I’m here, Twilight.”
Twilight snap her head to her left and breathe a breath of relief as she watch as her student came into view, holding the device the two were messing around earlier. Like the others, the studious princess studied her pupil’s outfit.
Starlight wore shoes much like the one Twilight has, but decked out in her colors, white pants and a sleeveless blue shirt under an open sleeveless jacket with the same color as her pony’s coat. The young princess frowns when she notice three things off about her student.
First are the pair of goggle hanging off the former unicorn’s neck. The item is lavender much like Twilight’s own outfits and seem out of place on the young magic user. The second thing she notices is the scar on her student’s forehead, it was just like the one on Rarity’s forehead, and this cause Twilight to touch her own forehead quickly feeling the same scar in the same location.
The final thing-what really catches somepony’s eye-is band around the young unicorn left bicep. The band is very simple, black in color, and only thing on it is the red symbol that Twilight couldn’t place.
“Starlight, what’s with that band?” Twilight as shed pointed a balled-up hand at the band.
Starlight blinked and looked at the band, and then back at her teacher. She looked ready to say something, but Rainbow Dash rudely interjected.
“Can we leave the fashion to Rarity, and get down to the more important things here, like how to get my wings back?”
The group looks at their impatient friend, some level glares at her, which cause the young speedster to smile sheepishly. Rarity looked ready to say something, only to be interrupted when something flew over their heads. The group crank their necks upwards and they eyes widen when they saw a yellow creature with fox-like traits, a bag hanging from her shoulder and obviously holding onto something, soar over them. The creature made a gracefully landing and sped off without missing a beat.
“Umm, what the hay was that thing?” Applejack asked confusingly.
Unfortunately no one got a chance to answer as they all heard an aggressive voice scream, “When we delete that traitor and those freaks, we will be one step closer to saving our world!”
The mares turned their heads and their eyes nearly jumped from their socket when they saw the group approaching them. The group members are all made out of fire…well six members were a made of the bright orange flames. The leader, well, the mares thought is the leader, was in front and looked like a tall Minotaur wearing black pants with flames on them, boots with metal skulls and wind on the tips and chains covering the creature’s chest, arms and waist.
The metal, skull-like mask and the two-tone mare it has seem to make this creature look beyond intimating.
The creature next to the skull-faced creature is very similar to the one that follow behind them; the only difference is this creature is made out of blue fire instead of red.
The group looks quite menacing overall, and every instinct the mares have are telling them to make a break for it. Unfortunately, the groups’ body just isn’t listening and they remain in place as the group of strange creatures got closer.
“Well, look what we have here,” the metal faced creature said with twisted glee, “Humans. I heard rumors about these lower creatures, but this is my first time actually seeing them.”
“SkullMeramon, why don’t we take them to the overseer? We will no doubt be rewar-Gahh!” the blue fire creature grunted when the leader, SkullMeramon, whip out his arms, two chain coming free and striking the creature across the face and sending him to the ground.
“As always, BlueMeramon, you’re thinking too small,” SkullMeramon said harshly, and looked at the girls with twisted glee. “If the rumors are true and humans can form bonds with digimon, imagine what we can accomplish if we have the humans at our side.”
SkullMeramon turned his attention to his other creatures and address them.
“My fellow Meramon, these humans were clearly sent to us by our great lord and master! We are to make these humans our partners and with their aid put end to the mutant-born infection that is causing our beautiful world to rot! Once we have the power these humans can give us, we march forward and remove those unnatural creatures until our world is return to its former glory.”
The creatures, the digimon, Twilight remained herself, cheered loudly and that caused her to get a step back, to position herself in front of her friends and concentrate. She wanted to put a shield around friends, but started to panic when she realized that she couldn’t feel her magic anymore.
She dared a glance behind her and took note of her friends. Most of them were keeping it together, even Fluttershy, though quivering, wasn’t as frighten as she normally would, and that cause the young princess to smile. She set her face with determination as she look at the group of digimon.
She did quick headcount, remembering they are eight in total, 6 Meramon, and the skull and Blue versions leading them. She dared a quick look around, to finally get lay of the land, and what she saw wasn’t good. The land was mostly flat, the only mount was to the left, where Twilight came from when she first awoken in this place. There weren’t even enough of these strong trees to use for cover.
Twilight looked at the flame creatures and saw they were still caught up in their leader’s speech to notice much. Her friends and she could try to make a break for it, but dropped that idea as she soon as she thought about it. She doubts they would make it far because they all were so unfamiliar with their new bodies.
What can I do? Twilight asked herself. How can I help but friends? Celestia…please, help.
Twilight heard a sudden thump, and looked at the ground, to see a medium-size rock had landed between the two groups. Everyone looked at the rock, which is starting to glow orange. The rock exploded a second later with a faint boom, and smoke thick enough to blocked the digimon party from view. It didn’t take long for Twilight to realize that the smoke is drifting towards the usual creatures like it was being moved by a Pegasus.
“The smoke from the exploding rock is drawn to things like large sources of heat, but it wouldn’t last. So, humans, if you want to save your tails, come with me!”
Twilight snapped around and gasp at what she saw.