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Chapter 2, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 2-5: when the demon wolf meets the god of thunder

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Sorry this weeks chapter is a little late. I was on vacation but will resume my usual schedule. Make sure you always read the original, but check out my version if you need something that isn’t google translate. If you’ve been enjoying this project, don’t forget to like, comment, subscribe, and share this with your friends!

Marvin’s Megadramon now lay motionless on the ground. Smoke rises from the freshly made wound. Bits of its metal armor have broken or melted away, leaving badly burnt tissue beneath it. Eiji and Loogamon freeze from the shock of seeing Megadramon felled so easily.

“…Um, Marvin?” Eiji calls in an attempt to shake off the initial shock. There is no answer. Eiji and Loogamon stand alone in the hangar, desperately searching for the source of the attack. The Machinedramon pulls at its weakened restraints.

“You there noob?” One of the SOC’s leaders calls over voice chat. “We’re heading back to the meeting point. What’s your status?”

“It’s bad. We don’t have Machinedramon and something took out Marvin. We need help.” Eiji doesn’t hide the fear in his voice. He knows they aren’t strong enough for whatever stalks them in the shadows.

“Machinedramon hasn’t been caught yet?” another voice replies.

“Hang tight, we’ll be right there.” Moments later two cloaked figures appear and rush towards Megadramon.

“What happened to Marvin?” asks one of the figures.

“I don’t know. Something attacked and I haven’t been able to reach him since.” Eiji’s voice shakes with panic. He continues his fruitless search. “I think they’re still out there.”

“I thought we got all the defense forces.”

“Maybe its the DigiPolice?” Eiji asks. He isn’t ready for another encounter.

“No, they wouldn’t risk an international incident. Whoever it is, they have a Mega. Stay alert.”

“What the…”

A bolt of lightning comes crashing down in the distance and lands with an explosion. The force of the blast knocks the group off their feet and sends them crashing into walls. A purple haze forms around the crash sight. Static sparks randomly around the cloud. A glowing figure steps out of the haze holding twin swords crackling with lightning.

“This is bad Eiji,” calls Loogamon. Eiji can feel the fear in Loogamon’s tone and the raw power emanating from Kazuchimon. They didn’t stand a chance against the mega.

“Dammit!” One of the cloaked figures curses, “Why is he here?”

“He? You know this guy?” Eiji asks.

“There’s only one person who can control that thing.” Replies the other cloaked figure.

“The Hacker Judge” both respond together, their voices choking with fear.

“Judge?!” Eiji asks. The handle seems familiar.

Kazuchimon slices his swords in the air, releasing slices of electrical energy through the air. They land, creating terrifying explosions that shake the hangar. A loud metallic roar follows. Eiji’s heart stops. He turns to find a newly freed Machinedramon shaking off the stiffness of its incarceration.

“What a pity,” Kazuchimon finally says. “You have no control over your actions but have committed multiple crimes. Final verdict? Guilty!”

Glowing orbs of electricity start to form around Kazuchimon as it charges an attack. When the orbs grow about a meter wide, they release blinding beams at the raging Machinedramon in rapid succession. Eiji and Loogamon stand far from the attack but can feel its oppressive heat. The Machinedramon lets out a blood-curdling screech as the beams tear through its body. Seconds go by before the attack stops. The Machinedramons lifeless body stands smoldering, full of holes, and its armor torn to shreds. The massive corpse falls apart, each piece creating small quakes throughout the hanger.

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Kazuchimon sheaths his swords and claps his hands together and prays. “May you find peace in your next life.”

Kazuchimon turns to the code crackers. They remain frozen with fear. “Thanks for the assist,” it says in a superior tone.

“You swooped our kill!” Eiji snaps. Eiji doesn’t appreciate Kazuchimon’s mocking tone or its self-righteous smirk.

“We have to get out of here! The missions done.” Loogamon’s warning comes abruptly, tearing Eiji away from his misguided trance.

It takes Eiji moments to remember the danger. “Yeah.” Loogamon takes a step before Eiji remembers the unconscious Megadramon lying nearby. “Wait! We have to help Marvin.”

“Leave him, we don’t have time,” Loogamon snarls as it takes another step away from the danger.

“I don’t care. Marvin’s a good guy, we have to try.” Eiji switches voice channels and calls the remaining SOC members. “We’ll distract Judge, you get Marvin and get out of here!”

“You can’t…” but Eiji doesn’t hear the rest. He switches channels. “Let’s go Loogamon!”

Loogamon and Eiji turn to Kazuchimon as the cloaked figures make their way to Magadramon

Kazuchimon crackles with electricity. It lets out a taunting smile. “I guess you guys aren’t as strong as everyone says.” Its body glows into a bright silhouette of light. The static in the room drops as the figure shrinks and leaves behind a new Digimon.

​Boutmon, Ultimate, Beast Man, Vaccine

“I’m not letting you get away that easy,” Boutmon shouts at the cloaked figures.

“Couldn’t keep your mega?” Eiji responds, slightly surprised by the sudden de-digivolution.

“I don’t need it. Without the Megadramon or Machinedramon, there really is no need for a mega. At least not against the likes of you.” Boutmon rushes towards the Sons of Chaos busy trying to move the Megadramon.

Judge’s dismissive tone angers Eiji. He doesn’t like being talked down to. The rage begins to bubble over.

“Calm down Eiji. He’s on a timer just like us.”

“But Loogamon…”

“He’s underestimating us. Let’s show him how it’s done!”

Eiji takes a calming breath. “You’re right.” A smile starts to creep across his face. “Let’s go! Digivolve!”

A surge of power flows through the pair as a familiar light engulfs them. Loogarmon lands in a heavy thud as the ground cracks under the sudden change in weight. Flames lick from between the wolf’s metallic muzzle as it lets out a menacing growl.

“Flame Blow!”

Loogarmon becomes engulfed in a ball of flames and flies toward the charging Boutmon. Boutmon manages to block the blow, but the impact sends it flying. Boutman stands its attention now towards the massive wolf. Its knees shake as the flames of the attack burn at the wounds.

“You…” Boutmon studies his new opponent.

Loogarmon stands ready. Flames spill from its maw. Its claws dig into the earth as its impressive plumage fan the embers that rain around its body. Eiji sees the members of the SOC make off with the Megadramon. An involuntary sense of relief washes over him.

“Howling Burner!”

Loogarmon roars, unleashing a torrent of fire. Boutmon raises its arms to block the attack, but the flames stick to them.

Judge grits his teeth as the searing pain bites at him and Boutmon. “This is annoying!”

Eiji and Loogarmon continue to kite Boutmon, keeping a healthy distance between them.

“You can’t keep this up forever,” Eiji taunts. “That’s why you de-digivolved isn’t it? You used up all your energy as the Mega.”

“Eiji, its time to go!” Marvin’s voice calls to him.

“Marvin is alive,” Eiji thinks with a sigh of relief.

“Eiji…?” Judge says softly. The name feels familiar, but he can’t remember why.

“You’ll pay for this Leon!” Marvin shouts at the unmoving Boutmon.

“Leon…?” Eiji tries to remember why the name sounds so familiar.

Boutmon growls in frustration as its body glows and it shrinks down to its rookie form.

Pulsemon, Rookie, Beast Man, Vaccine

Eiji recognizes Pulsemon before the computer pulls the data. He has seen it before…

It takes a moment for the memories to return. Eiji remembers his elementary school days when his friend showed him the same Digimon.

“Pulsemon…” Eiji mutters as he begins to piece it all together. “Leo? Is that you?” Eiji’s hologram suddenly appears next to the Loogarmon. Pulsemon’s expression softens a bit. Leo appears.

Eiji studies Leo and remembers the blond-haired and blue-eyed boy he was friends with all those years ago. He had grown a lot since, but he was undeniably the same kid. The same look of recognition washes over Leon’s face.

An alarm begins to screech. Nation X’s reinforcements begin to close in on the intruders. Eiji and Leo don’t move.

“Leo, its you!” Eiji repeats in disbelief.

“How could you become a code cracker?!” Leon asks, his voice filled with a mix of disappointment and resentment. Bullets begin to rain around them as Nation X’s forces close in.

Leo disappears back into Pulsemon. Pulsemon lingers for a moment before turning into lightning and vanishing into the digital sea. Eiji stands alone in the hangar, security inching closer by the moment.

“So you’re a hacker now…”

Chapter 2, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 2-3: Marvin’s Room

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Only eight members of the Sons of Chaos attend the Operation Infinity briefing. Eiji stares nervously at the seven other avatars around him. He only recognizes Marvin. The rest are strangers who occasionally share idle chatter, but the room is mostly silent.

A large screen suddenly flashes above them and fills with maps, pictures, and charts.

“Our Target is the Nation of X,” Marvin begins. His voice is more stern and serious than it was the day before. “They are a small nation with an almost negligible GDP, but they are one of the world’s biggest sponsors of terrorism. Bombings, kidnappings, genocide, you name it, they’ve done it. Recently, they’ve moved their operations into digital world.” Marvin flips through the slides filled with related news clippings. “A large number of cyber-attacks originate Nation X. Their latest exploit? The digital exchange where they made off with billions of dollars in crypto…”

“That was them?” Eiji involuntarily blurts out, interrupting Marvin’s flow.

Marvin nods. “Yep, it is state sponsored Digimon crime, and it has to stop. Attacks like these will destabilize the market, but more importantly, it goes against the fundamental beliefs we were built on. Nation X threatens freedom in Digital World.”

Eiji takes a hard swallow as the scale of the operation hits him. This was bigger than any freelance job he had ever taken. His hands tremble slightly as Marvin continues his explanation. Most of it goes over his head. Eiji understands bits and pieces, but his nerves become a distraction. Eiji takes a deep breath and tries to remember why he’s there. His breath echos throughout the small dark apartment as he tries to calm himself and focus on Marvin’s words.

“Nation X is using a Machindramon to commit their crimes and pinning it on us.” Marvin throws an image of the metallic dinosaur on the screen. “I don’t think I need to explain why we can’t let that continue.” There aren’t many forces that can take down a Mega Digimon. This wasn’t mission wasn’t going to be easy.

Marvin finishes his explanation. The room remains silent as they look over one another.

“Good, we’re all here,” a mysterious voice says suddenly. “Since there are some fresh faces, allow me to introduce myself. I am Tartarus, and I’ll personally be running this operation.”

Tartarus is here?! Eiji thinks to himself. He tries to recover from the shock an stay professional. He wasn’t expecting to get this close to Tartarus so soon.

“This is a simple mission. We crash their servers and capture the Machinedramon.”

Eiji studies the image of Machinedramon. This Digimon has the power to penetrate the toughest national security. Such a tool has already proven catastrophic in the hands of a small country, Eiji couldn’t imagine what a group of skilled Code Crackers could do with it.

“It’s time we show this dictator his place,” Tartarus continues. “This is a fight for the freedom of the network.”

“For the freedom of the network!” Marvin echoes enthusiastically.

“For the Freedom of the network!” The others repeat loudly.

“No team of code crackers are as unified or powerful as the Sons of Chaos. Soon the world will see that we are a force to be reckoned with. They will see that we are a team that can topple nations!” Tartarus continues charismatically. His voice commanded respect, and those who gathered around him were ready to give it.

One by one, the SOC higher-ups start bringing out their Digimon. Most of them were Cyborg types. Eiji mutes his mic and looks down at his Digimon Linker. “This is it Loogamon. You Ready?” Eiji takes a deep breath as he looks down at his pixel art companion, “Here we go!”

Marvin’s room empties as one by one the members blink out of existence. Eiji scrolls through the options on his linker, stopping on the mindlink option. There was no going back now. Eiji is overwhelmed by a warm dizzying sensation that was growing more familiar.

They were now mindlinked. In the void of Loogamon’s Digicore, Eiji’s heart races. He goes over the mission directives in his head, repeating them like a mantra to calm himself.

Disable the servers, steal the Machinedramon, Eiji repeats to himself. This should be easy right? He takes a small breath to sooth his nerves.

“Loogamon, this is your conscious. You should let Eiji pet you,” Eiji manages in a playfully spooky voice.

“Shut up!” Loogamon retorts smugly. “Get serious Eiji.”

“I’m just trying to lighten up the mood. This can be our pregame ritual.” Eiji says, each word finding a more confident purchase.

“Pregame?”

“It’s something we do to pump ourselves up. Something to do before a big mission like this for good luck.”

“This isn’t a game. I need you to be serious for a moment and watch this.” Loogamon’s tone is stern as he pulls up a video on one of the screens.

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Eiji stares at a man strapped to a reclining chair. Wires run neatly from the man and connect to nearby monitors and machines. A neat overlay over the video records his vitals.

“Who is that?”

“He was a hacker that used to work at the DDL. He was one of the institutes most promising subjects. He’s logged more mindlink hours than anyone else, and I think his record still stands. Keep watching, you need to see this.”

The video speeds up. The time stamp makes its quick climb, and Eiji watches the man’s vitals closely. Before he could ask what he was supposed to look for, the man starts convulsing wildly. The man fights against the restraints holding him to the chair, but they keep him from falling to the ground. The medical staff rushes to the man. Eiji watches as their silent screams carry useless instructions. He watches as they attempt to hold the man down in their wasted efforts. After a few moments, the man stops moving. The video cuts as the staff begins unplugging him from the machine.

Eiji swallows hard. “What happened?”

“Their Digimon ran into trouble. We believe the encounter overloaded the mindlink.”

“Overloaded? How?”

“There are limits to mindlink. Those limits depend on the skill of the code cracker, their compatibility with their partner Digimon, and the level of their Digimon. The higher the disparity between these factors are, the shorter the window becomes. If you go above this limit, your consciousness becomes melded to the Digital World. You’ll become trapped here.”

“What do you mean by melded?”

“I don’t have an answer for that. Worst case, your consciousness is destroyed. Best case, you’ll float aimlessly through the vast networks, forever lost in the endless stream of data.

A shiver runs down Eiji’s spine. The answer disturbs him. The cold reality of the assignment hits him like a bullet train. He tries to find his nerve again.

“So what happens to the body?” Eiji asks, knowing the answer.

“It becomes an empty husk.”

For the first time since he took the assignment, Eiji thinks about the stakes involved. He thinks about his body sitting alone in his tiny apartment. How long would it take for someone to find his body? His rent was set up for automatic payments. It would be a few months before his account drained. Would his neighbors complain about the smell? Eiji imagines his corps, rotting away on his bed. Another computer junkie dead from too much gaming.

Eiji shakes off the dark thoughts. It’s too late to think about that. I just have to make sure I don’t pass the limit. Easy Peasy. The speach does little to settle his nerves.

“For your safety, I’ve set another limit to make sure you return to the real world,” Loogamon replies as if reading his mind.

“Aw! You do care!” Eiji teases in an attempt to find his nerve.

“Can’t risk having you melded to my Digicore,” Loogamon says snidely. “I can’t spend the rest of my life with your voice in my head. I’d rather be deleted.”

Eiji lets out a nervous laugh. “Come on, Loogamon. Get serious. Their waiting for us”

Chapter 2, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 2-2

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Since Bandai isn’t going to give us a good translation of this story, I’ve taken it upon myself to give it a proper revision. Make sure you always check out the original release, but come check out my version the following Monday. If you’ve been enjoying this project, don’t forget to like, comment, subscribe, and share this with your friends.

The GriMM network was home to a myriad of chatrooms and message boards. You can find just about anything on GriMM if you dig deep enough.

The Sons of Chaos host a special channel on Grimm for current, new, and prospective members. Their front page is dedicated to the recruitment of new members. The page is full of propaganda and information about the Digital world designed to attract prominent code crackers to their ranks. It also hosts an active marketplace for all kinds of Digimon tools.  

Active members of the Sons of Chaos have access to a special virtual lounge where their avatars can hang out and chat. The room is rather plain-looking, especially if you compare it to modern VR Chat games, but it serves its purpose. It’s a small room with a dirty cyberpunk aesthetic. It looks like a factor city with rows of pipes that wrap around the room in different directions, rusted metal plates, and vents that occasionally let off steam. 

Eiji logs into the room for the first time.

YO! Eiji’s here!

That’s the dude who took out the squad of DigiPolice!

What a legend. 

The chat quickly filled with voice memos. Soon, the whole room is talking about Eiji and his bout with the DigiPolice. Eiji walks through the chatroom with every set of eyes looking over him. The sudden popularity shocks him, but if he is going to get close to Tartarus, it is a necessary evil. Eiji needed to raise the ranks quickly. He needed to own his popularity. 

Eiji sits in his room looking down at the virtual monitor transmitting from his Digimon Linker. His eyes move over the virtual chatroom as he studies the details. The voice chat bounces off the walls of his small loft. Next to Eiji’s avatar, Loogamon sits and scans the lounge for danger. 

“Looks like you’re a popular guy Eiji,” Loogamon says flatly.

“That’s the plan,” Eiji responds cooly. Eiji and Loogamon are in a private chat room. No one else can hear them speak. 

“It’s a little offensive that they think you beat the DigiPolice all on your own. They think you’re some kind of hotshot code cracker.”

“Well,” Eiji says, getting cocky, ” I kind of am. Only top-rated code can use mindlink.”

Mindlink is inaccessible to most code crackers. Mind Link requires special equipment like Eiji’s DigiLinker and compatibility with a Digimon. Most code crackers lacked the skill and resources to even attempt such a procedure. In this way, Eiji wasn’t lying. 

Loogamon scoffs at the response. The pair continue their stroll through their lounge as strangers watch them closely. 

Loogamon starts sniffing at the air. The fur down its back begins to lift. “Someone’s running a search on me,” it whispers. “We’re being watched.”

Eiji keeps walking, doing his best to look inconspicuous. “Should we be worried?” Eiji whispers back.

Loogamon shakes his head. “I don’t like it.” He turns his gaze towards a Digimon with large ripped wings, a dragon skull for a head, and a snake’s body.

Below the Airdroman stands an avatar with thick long dreds. It walks towards Eiji and Loogamon. “My name is Marvin. It’s a pleasure to meet you Eiji,” it says with a warm and friendly tone.

In the heat of the moment, Eiji forgot to use an alias. Eiji is a common enough name that shouldn’t be a problem, but it was jarring to hear his real name used on GriMM.

“The pleasure is all mine Marvin. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“So, you’ve read my messages then?”

“Yep! And this is my partner, Loogamon.”

Loogamon appears to say something to Marvin, but his chat is muted. Airdramon lets out a sharp cry.

“Your partner? Ok. I see how it is.” Marvin responds, looking impressed.

“So? What’s up?” Eiji asks.

“According to my records, you applied to join the Sons of Chaos only a couple of days ago.”

“That’s right.”

“Have you ever applied under a different name or belonged to another code cracking team?”

“Nope. I freelance a bit, but nothing serious like this.”

“You sure about that?”

“Are you always this suspicious of people?”

“Only under certain circumstances. A rookie joining the ranks after beating the DigiPolice single-handedly is a bit sus. It’s either a lie, or there’s more to it.” Marvin goes quiet for a moment.

Eiji’s heart pounds against his chest. He keeps quiet. Maybe Marvin’s suspicion was standard procedure.

“I uh..” Eiji starts to stutter. He feels compelled to break the silence.

“But a code cracker who can mind link can’t be that stupid. Follow me, we need to talk somewhere more private.

As they walk away from the crowd, Eiji gets an invite to Marvin’s private room. Eiji finds himself in a smaller version of the lounge he was just in.

“This is my place,” Marvin says as he sits on a chair.

“So you’re a big deal in the SoC?” Eiji asks.

“I’ve got a few extra permissions in the channel, but I’m no more important than anyone else here.”

“I’ve heard you’re the guy who built GriMM. Is that true?”

“I was one of the first core members of the project, but it was a pretty big team. I did a bit of the code and suddenly everyone thinks I’m the creator,” Marvin says with a smirk.

“So you make all the Digimon tools then?”

“I do. Let me know what you need. First one’s free”

Eiji glances at the Airdramon above them. It curls its tail around a catwalk. Loogamon sits near Eiji, sniffing at the air.

“Anyways,” Marvin starts. “Down to business. The Sons of Chaos are planning something big, but we don’t have the numbers to pull it off.”

“Don’t have the numbers? Aren’t there a ton of people in the SoC?” Eiji starts to pry for information.

“Oh, we have more members than we need, but not enough skilled code crackers who can mindlink. Not many of them can hold their own against the DigiPolice.” Marvin smiles at Eiji. “But then here you are.”

“I’m in,” Eiji says bluntly.

Marven is taken aback. “That was quick. This is going to be dangerous, I hope you know that.”

Marvin takes a breath. An uncomfortable silence hangs in the air. All Eiji can think about is completing his mission. He needs to get close to Tartarus.

“It can’t be more dangerous than facing off against the DigiPolice,” Eiji says, breaking the silence.

Marvin snickers. “Look I get it, you beat a bunch of Commandramon and the deputy squad leader, but now you’ve got a huge target on your back. If you get caught, their locking you up.”

“And?”

Marvin relaxes a bit. “As long as you know the risks. I mean you’re good Eiji, we wouldn’t be having this conversation if you couldn’t hold your own. I just want you to understand what’s at stake.”

Eiji nods. “So what’s the mission? Is Tartarus involved?”

“You want to know about Tartarus?”

“Well.. Yeah? He’s a legend! Right Loogamon?”

“Woof!” Loogamon wags its tail excitedly.

Marvin looks down at Loogamon. “You’ve got a good dog here.”

“He’s a wolf,” Eiji responds.

Marvin bends over to pet Loogamon. It happily accepts the affection. “It sure acts like a dog.”

Eiji is at a loss. “He’s never done that kind of stuff with me!” Eiji can’t help but feel a bit jealous.

Marvin stands up and turns to Eiji. “Tartarus seldom comes around. The higher-ups don’t know much about him either. We just have the orders they give us.” Marvin sends Eiji an invitation to the private channel: Mission Infinity.

“That’s where we discuss the mission. I’ll share the files with you. It’s going down tomorrow at…” Marvin catches himself. “You’ll get the rest of the details once we’re all assembled here. You’ll need to mindlinked obviously. I’ll get you money for whatever you need.”

“Cool, I’ll see you then.” Eiji starts to log out.

“Wait, there’s one more thing,” Marvin’s words stop Eiji and Loogamon in their tracks. They stare at Marvin nervously. “You know anything about Black Agumon?”

“All I know is people are looking for it.”

“We’re looking for it,” Marvin corrects Eiji.

“You’re the ones offering the Million DC reward?!” The news stuns Eiji.

Marvin nods his head. “Tartarus wants this Agumon. It’s become his obsession…”

Chapter 2, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 2-1

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I apologize for the late upload, work has been busy, and this one needed a bit more attention. Looks like they’ve started a new chapter, but it’s still a poor translation. I’ve taken it upon myself to fix the translation to make it more readable. My version comes out the Monday after a new issue, but make sure you always support the original. And if you’ve been enjoying this project, don’t forget to like, subscribe, and share this with your friends!

The circumstances behind the crash of WWW Airline Flight 626 remain a mystery. Plane crashes usually go unnoticed, lost in the constant stream of bad news. They may populate news sights for a few hours, but people have become desensitized to tragedy.

But Flight 626 was different. There were a few other plane crashes over the years, but none were as big or under such strange circumstances. The plane inexplicitly veered off course and crashed into the ocean, killing everyone on board. All the public has are the rumors that still linger since the crash. Some say it was engine failure. Others say it was a pilot error. No one knows for sure because the flight computer went missing in the crash.

At least that is what the public is told. The official report has never been released. Only a select few government officials know the truth and the well-connected few work in the shadows. It wasn’t engine failure or pilot error that brought down Flight 626, but a code cracker and his Digimon.

The official verdict is that people aren’t ready for the truth that the Digital World exists and that Digimon is real. There are no systems in place to deal with the panic and fear-mongering that would surface because people aren’t ready to understand. This is why Flight 626 has outlived most tragedies. Why it still lingers in the modern vernacular.

Leon Alexander wakes suddenly with a jolt. Sweat drips down his forehead as he shakes the familiar nightmare. His breathing is heavy. He hunches over in an attempt to calm himself. Sweat drips off his nose and lands on his bed sheet, leaving a dark spot in its place. A warm glow washes over him as Pulsemon rushes to his side.

“Are you okay Leon? I heard you scream?” Pulsemon asks. It is a hologram, but its look of concern is real. Its body crackles with electricity and gives off a warm yellow glow. Occasionally, a random spark will shoot out from him.

“Where you dreaming of the accident again? It’s been a while.” It asks softly

Leon looks over at his small companion and smiles weakly. “Yes, Pulsemon. It’s back.” He reaches over towards his nightstand for his water bottle. He drains it quickly.

“Do you need any medicine?”

“No thanks, I’m good.” Leon falls back and stares at the ceiling, letting out a loud frustrated sigh. “What a time to be awake!” The lights of the city trickle in and mix with Pulsemon’s glow.

“Don’t you have class today? You should try going back to sleep.” Pulsemon says, trying to be helpful.

Leon sits back up and considers the proposition. He looks out the window into the city. Dawn begins to trickle in behind the skyline. He sighs. “Nah, I’ll just get up now. It’s a boring class, but the professor is real strict about attendance.”

“Do you even need the class? I mean you’re basically work at Abadin Electronics.”

“I promised my father I would graduate and get a job. Besides, being a college student leaves me plenty of time for…other stuff.”

Pulsemon laughs impishly.

Leon gets out of bed “I’m gonna take a shower,” he says as he shuffles slowly towards the bathroom.

Eiji and Loogamon stand in front of the crimson Castle of the Nine Wolves. A few Digimon linger in the courtyard, but mind their business.

“Does this mean you have your memories back?” Eiji asks sincerely.

“It’s still a bit hazy. I remember being raised here, I remember this was my turf but…” Loogamon’s voice trails off as it attempts to remember more.

“Well,” Eiji replies sadly, “its a start. I’m sure you’ll get it back soon.” He gives Loogamon a reassuring smile.

“It doesn’t matter if I do.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Do you remember everything from your past? Forever?”

Eiji thinks for a moment. “You got me there.”

“We tend to forget things that don’t matter.”

Eiji snorts “Look who’s all grown and tough now!”

Before Loogamon can respond, three Tyrannamon round the corner and surround the pair.

“Good work fellas” Eiji calls up to them. The Tyrannomon growl gingerly in response as they transmit the data they collected to Loogamon. They managed to map most of the district and collect a decent amount of data about its population.

“They’re actually usesful,” Loogamon says, impressed. Eiji tosses them a couple of pieces of meat as a reward.

“You know, you could join them,” Eiji sneers.

Loogamon scoffs. “And what? Have them outrank me?!” Eiji laughs.

“Send them to patrol the area periodically. I fear there will be those who are foolish enough to invade while I am away.”

Eiji nods as he begins typing into a virtual monitor. “I’ll set up a schedule now.” Eiji pets the Tyrannomon, “Good luck fellas!” They respond with low, affectionate growls. Eiji couldn’t talk to the Tyrranomon, but he was beginning to understand them in his own way.

Suddenly a loud, piercing siren sounds over the district. The Digimon lingering in the square scatter into hiding.

“What’s going on?” Eiji asks, trying to understand the danger.

“Eiji!” Loogamon shouts over the wailing. “Get the Tyrannomon and leave!”

“Why?” Eiji asks as he pulls up the virtual monitor, sending the Tyrannomon back to their dock. He doesn’t wait for an answer. He quits his holo form and returns to Loogamon’s Digicore.

Loogamon dashes up the side of the castle, its claws digging effortlessly into the red tile. It climbs to the watch tower overlooking the district and sits, turning its gaze out to the vast digital ocean above them. Eiji looks through Loogamon’s eyes and can hear the commotion unfolding around them.
“Vortex! Vortex!” He hears the panicked screams of Digimon below.
“Vortex?” Eiji repeats.
Loogamon shifts his gaze. “There.”

Eiji sees a large whirlpool digging away at the digital sea, sucking into it chunks of debris. It was a massive hole, the size of an entire district, slowly moving across the surface.

“The firewall that protects the Digital World isn’t perfect,” Loogamon begins, “It has cracks. Sometimes those cracks cause a vortex to form. Most of the time they are small and short lived, but every so often a large one forms. Usually they are contained to the area over the Dusk Kingdom, but no one knows why. On rare occasions, a vortex will threaten the Slums, erasing whole districts and their Digimon.”

“What happens to the Digimon that get sucked up?”

“No one knows. At least no Digimon have returned to tell us.”

The vortex grazes the outer shores of the slums before disappearing, leaving the Digital sea to return to its calm beautiful stream of data. The sirens go silent and Digimon begin to spill back into the square.

“Come on. We’re late.” Loogamon says suddenly.

“Late for what?”

“Seriously? You’re the one who set the reminder.”

“Oh shoot! My appointment with Professor Ryusenji!” Eiji severs the connection and returns to reality.

Eiji and Loogamon enter the professor’s lab and find him busy combing through the most recent report.

“Good morning!” Professor Ryusenji says as he looks up from his computer. ” These are phenomenal results!”

“Thanks, Professor! We owe you for the Mindlink. It’s incredible!” Eiji can’t hold back his excitement. Loogamon’s hologram moves to the couch where he curls up for a nap.

The professor turns back to his data. “This is astounding! I mean I knew the two of you were compatible, but this is unexpected. You two share a special connection that doesn’t exist anywhere else.” The professor grins as he continues combing through the data.

“Still,” Eiji begins, “I feel sick when I wake up from the Mindlink.” The first time he woke from the Mindlink, he found himself leaning against the wall for support as the apartment spun around him. His stomach feels uneasy as he walks toward the professor.

The professor turns to Eiji. “I’ve been monitoring your vitals closely and haven’t noticed anything concerning. Nothing in previous tests suggests we should worry. It will go away with a bit of rest. You’ll get used to it in time,” the professor explains.
“That’s good to know,” Eiji says, sounding relieved. “Oh there’s one more thing!” He looks over at Loogamon who is sound asleep, or at least pretending to. “Loogamon can talk in the real world too.”

“That’s normal, once you are Mindlinked, you should be able to communicate easily.”

“Wait? Does that mean there are other talking Digimon at the DDL?”

“That’s classified.” Before Eiji can prod more, the professor continues “Right then, to business.”

“Right. I heard back from the interviewer. I passed the test,” Eiji says as he shows the message to the professor.

The professor reads over the message carefully. “What was the test?” He asks without looking up.

“I had to survey the 9th district.”

“Ooh scary. Not even the Digipolice like to go there.”

“It was no problem for me and Loogamon! It also helps Loogamon is from the 9th.” There is no response from the professor. “…But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“Well, the DDL took..collected Loogamon from the Wall Slums years ago. To keep it safe.”

“Safe from what?”

“That’s classified.”

“D4 classified?”

The professor ignores the question. “So Loogamon got his memory back?” He pulls out a legal pad and pen and waits eagerly for the answer.

“It’s still hazy. He remembers bits and pieces, but there is still a lot missing. The smell triggered his first few memories, but I don’t think he even remembers evolving into Loogarmon.”

“We did notice that there are errors in Loogamon’s memory. It’s what we would call amnesia in humans. It is possible that, as he remembers more, he will suffer bouts of mental anguish. When that happens Eiji, I need you to be there with him to help him through it. I need you to promise me that.” It was clear from the professor’s gentle tone that he truly cared about Loogamon.

Eiji looks over at Loogamon, who is sound asleep on a nearby couch. “I promise,” he answers with a smile. He turns to the professor. “You know,” Eiji starts, trying to find the right words. “When we were linked in the Digital World, I think I started to understand Loogamon better. I was experiencing everything as him or through him.”

The professor seems overjoyed by Eiji’s observation. “Is that so? That’s fantastic! You are a very gifted code cracker Eiji, and I am very fortunate to have you helping me with this endeavor.”

“Really? I’m just happy to be here. So much has happened since I met you and Loogamon… I promise I’ll work hard to make the Digital World a better place.” Eiji can’t hide the joy of hearing the Professor’s words. It had been a while since he received any proper validation.

The Professor clasps his hands. “Well I guess that makes you partners!”

“Hell yeah, we are!” Eiji thinks about his time with Loogamon. In the short time they’ve been together, they’ve become a team. Inseparable. Eiji would do anything for Loogamon, and he hoped it felt the same.

“Oh, right!” Ryusenji exclaims suddenly. ” Here’s a little something extra for you. A reward for getting Loogamon to Digivolve to Champion.” The professor pulls out his phone and makes a few inputs.

Eiji receives a notification. He studies it for a moment in disbelief. “This is awesome! Thank you.” Eiji stares lovingly at the amount freshly transferred to his bank account. He remembers the struggle of living paycheck to paycheck, and a sense of relief washes over him. He could eat meat tonight. His hard work was finally paying off.

“I want you to continue your investigation into the Sons of Chaos,” the Professor interrupts.

Eiji puts his phone away and nods his head in agreement. “I’ve already been contacted by the higher-ups. I have a meeting with them later today.”

The professor raises his eyebrow, “You certainly work fast, don’t you?”

“It’s all thanks to Loogamon. And this,” Eiji says as he raises his wrist, flashing the Digimon Linker.

“Who are you meeting?”

“Umm, let me see…” Eiji takes out his phone and begins scrolling through his messages.

“I’m meeting with a Code Cracker named Marvin.”

“The Songsmith? You’re certainly a big deal if you’re already meeting with him.”

“Is he famous or something?”

“He’s one of the lead developers for that app you use…GriMM. He’s one of the leading software engineers in the world.”

“Oh man, that’s huge! Maybe I’ll even get to meet Tartarus,” Eiji muses.

“Just remember why you’re there Eiji. You’re a spy, but you also have to be careful. I want you to have a long career.”

“I promise!”

“Good. Now there’s something I need to show you before you go. It’s important that you pay attention to this, it could mean your life.” The professor turns to his monitor and pulls up a file for Eiji to see.

​​D4 CLASSIFIED ML EXPERIMENT NO.■■■ DATE:■■■■, ■■SITE: DDL

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While the story for Digimon Seekers isn’t bad, the mechanical translation is. In an effort to save the story, I have taken it upon myself to try to fix the story’s awkwardness. The spirit of the story will remain the same, but it will hopefully read a lot better. Make sure you always read the original, but I do hope you enjoy my version as well. I’ll be releasing my version the Monday after the official release. If you enjoy this project, make sure you like, subscribe, and share it where you can. Make sure you start at chapter 1-1!

Are Digimon alive?

A question that has yet to be defined at least in legal terms. Most of the population is ignorant of its existence, so laws and legislation haven’t caught up to deal with its existence.

But how can the Digital World be regulated? Can we punish the people who own Digimon? Who has authority over a world that exists outside of all physical borders?

Many countries have begun answering these questions, but the responses differ between nations. Japan’s answer? The DigiPolice. A special unit created to combat growing cyber crimes. Although the Digipolice is a part of the Metropolitan Police Department, they must work in secret. The world just isn’t ready for the digital world.

The captain of the DigiPolice was a tall woman with short brown hair. She was always neatly dressed, and always scowling. She’d earned her reputation of Demon for her fierceness. Everyone in her department feared and respected her. They would die for her if she asked.

Yulin sits at her desk. The office is plain, except for a desk and a few filing cabinets against the wall. On her desk, only a few neat stacks of folders sit across it. She is busy reading Satsuki’s report. Satsuki sits across from her, visibly flustered.

“Loogamon huh?” Shuu Yulin’s voice trails off as she continues to read the report. She looks up at Satsuki “So it took out a couple of squads of Commandron on its own, digivolved, and beat your Numemon? Looks like we’ve got a dangerous code cracker on our hands..” Again, Shuu Yulin’s voice trails off as she continues to analyze the report.

“Those bastards really hurt my Numemon!” Satsuki stamps, “Next time I see them, they’re going to pay for what they did!”

“I’m impressed Satsuki. A level A code-cracker and you even managed to get his real name.” Shuu Yulin scans the report “Eiji Nagasumi…I don’t see him on the list of Sons of Chaos executives…”

“Well, he just gave it to me. He just gave me his name without me asking.”

Shuu Yulin closes the folder and places it neatly on the table in front of her. “What do you mean?”

Satsuki shrugs, “he just gave me his full name. You’d think a high-level code cracker like him would use an alias, but he gave me his actual name.”

“What a peculiar kid. I can’t tell if he is smart, or really stupid.”

“My guess? He’s just a very skilled moron. At least that’s my impression anyways.” Satsuki becomes embarrassed by her analysis. That moron sent her Numemon to the infirmary after all.

Shuu Yulin’s expression grows stern. “Morons are one thing…But you exceeded the K-line again. How many times has that been this year now?”

Satsuki’s face grows red as she looks down at her boots in an attempt to hide her shame. “…Sorry,” she answers, dejected.

“Mindlinking has a safety limit for a reason Sastuki. If you push yourself too hard, you can get stuck in the Digital world. You need to be careful.” Shuu Yulin’s voice is stern, with a hint of disappointment mixed with concern. “I don’t want to lose any men. You hear me? Not a single one”

Satsuki seems to struggle to find the right words. “I’m sorry” she finally manages in a shaky voice. “I’ll be more careful, I promise…”

Yulin doesn’t seem to react. Instead, she opens Eiji’s file. She thumbs through his family history and lands on a blurry image of Eiji. “Isn’t this the DDL?” It was a picture taken from surveillance footage they acquired from the University of Electrical and Computer Engineering.

Sastuki shrugs, “Maybe he goes to school there?”

“Maybe, but it looks like he’s only registered as a freelancer at the moment. Zoom in here” Yulin instructs as she points to Eiji’s left wrist. The video pauses, and the camera focuses on his arm. The image becomes pixelated for a moment before AI starts reconstructing the image.

“That’s a Digimon Linker, and it looks like a newer model. Looks like the ones made by Abadin Electronics.” Yulin’s Digimon, Ryudamon, suddenly appears in the space next to her. Ryudamon is a small yellow dragon wearing samurai armor.

Yulin continues to analyze the image. “They do look similar don’t they. So this Loogamon and the latest Digimon Linker huh?…” She studies the file carefully, taking note of how Loogamon and Ryudamon have the same ruby crystal on their head.

Ryudamon, rookie, beast, vaccine type

In a tower apartment building overlooking the Denrin District, Leon steps out of the shower into the bedroom apartment he rents as an international student. He dries his hair as he walks to the fridge. There are on lights on in the room. Instead, the small apartment is lit by the warm yellow glow Pulsemon gives off. Leon opens an empty Fridge and pulls out a bottle of water.

“The Sons of Chaos are up to something,” Pulsemon says, looking up to his partner.

“Because of the code cracker?” Leon drinks from the bottle as he walks past a trash bin full of takeout containers.

“This isn’t just an ordinary code cracker. I hear he go into a scuffle with the police in the Wall Slums”

Leon stops drinking for a moment. “There’s nothing alarming about conflict between a code cracker and a police.”

“No but this code cracker is a mind linker. You should see the rumors about him going around the Sons of Chaos channel”

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Digimon Seekers: Chapter 1-17

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While the story for Digimon Seekers isn’t bad, the mechanical translation is. In an effort to save the story, I have taken it upon myself to try to fix the story’s awkwardness. The spirit of the story will remain the same, but it will hopefully read a lot better. Make sure you always read the original, but I do hope you enjoy my version as well. I’ll be releasing my version the Monday after the official release. If you enjoy this project, make sure you like, subscribe, and share it where you can. Make sure you start at chapter 1-1!

Loogarmon stands on top of the crimson mausoleum. Its bloodthirsty gaze scanned over the fumbling DigiPolice. Flames lick from the sides of its iron muzzle. The ruby gem on its forehead glows with the light of the magical flame burning around it. Loogarmon sniffs the air as its claws stretch and dig into the red brick below. A sly smirk forms under its mask.

“No fair” Satsuki hisses as her expression sours at the site of the massive wolf. “This Digimon wasn’t…”

Her voice trails off as Loogarmon’s booming laugh echoes over the cul-de-sac. Flames crackle from the gaps in his maw. “I am the Demon Wolf, and this is my castle. Bow to me, or burn!” Its command carries comfortably over the domain.

Eiji watches from the void inside Loogarmon, admiring his partner’s new stage. Eiji can feel the sudden burst of strength and power as if it were his own. As the shock of this new power passes, Eiji begins to look over the data populating the screens around him. “Hey, Loogamon..I mean Loogarmon. Does this mean you got your memory back?” Eiji asks into the void. There is no response. Instead, Loogarmon’s gaze continues fixed on the wretched Numemon.

Satsuki stands frozen as she stares back at the massive wolf above her. She grinds her teeth in frustration. “This wasn’t supposed to happen…” she mutters to herself.

An intense flame starts to bleed from the gaps in Loogarmon’s muzzle. A smile forms, licking up loose embers into the air.

-Howling Burn!

Before anyone can react, Loogarmon shoots a ray of fire at Numemon. This time, its mucus does little to quell the flame. Numemon wriggles as it burns alive. Its squeals are muffled by the Satsuki’s piercing screams. “NOOOO!” She screams as she rushes toward the Numemon. “Not my poor Numemon!” The heat from the flame stops her from getting close enough to help. The flame grows as it burns. Angry tears fall from her eyes as she turns her glare to Loogarmon.

“Numemon is heavily damaged. A retreat has been ordered. Recover the wounded!” A panicked voice crackles over the radio.

The DigiPolice scramble at the command immediately. The Corgodramon swoops down to pick up the burning Numemon. Its rotors extinguish the flames. A squad Commandromon carry the unconscious Numemon aboard before the Corgodramon takes off in a swift retreat.

Inside the Cargodramon, Satsuki tends to the unconscious Numemon. She grits her teeth as she gently cleans her chared partner.

“How dare they do this to my Numemon.” Anger floods over her as she recalls images of Loogarmon and Eiji.

“Captain, you’re exceeding the safety thresholds. You must deactivate the Mindlink!”

“No!” she snaps, not breaking away from her work.

“But…”

“Look at what they did to my Numemon! That insolent Code Cracker and his dumb dog!”She slams her fists on a nearby table. “Next time I’ll make them pay…”

Cargodramon continues its accent unmolested. Satsuki walks over to a nearby window and watches the Wall Slim’s Ninth Avenue shrink below them. “I’ll get you for this Eiji Nagasumi. Just you wait…”

Loogarmon stands on top of the roof of the red mausoleum as the Cargodramon flies away. Eiji appears next to it, and they watch it disappear into the sea of networks.

Eiji turns to his partner and stares in admiration. It was the first time he lays eyes on Loogarmon. Standing over him like a giant Rhino, the wolf smirks. Its eyes lost in the sky.

“I finally remember something after Digivolving,” Loogarmon says, finally breaking the silence. “I used to be the boss of Ninth Avenue.”

“Yeah I heard. The Demon Wolf of Ninth Avenue. Impressive” Eiji remarks sincerely.

Loogarmon turns to Eiji. “But there is still a lot I don’t remember. I mean, I must have lost my position at some point..right?”

Eiji thinks for a moment. “Maybe you just have to keep evolving. If its slowly coming to you, maybe you just need to get stronger.”
Eiji is at a loss. He only knows about Amnesia from what he’s seen in movies.

“Maybe you’re right” Loogarmon looks pensively over the empty cul-de-sac. “I’ll get it all back” He says finally. “My power, memories, everything!” His voice trails off.

A sudden rustling sound comes from somewhere in the shadows. A Digimon emerges slowly from a nearby alley. Other Digimon start pouring from the surrounding streets and begin filling the plaza below.

“What’s going on?” Eiji asks as the plaza begins to fill with unfamiliar Digimon. Eiji begins to feel defensive, but Loogarmon calmy overlooks the Digimon that gather below.

LOOGARMON!

The crowd begins to cheer and chant. Their voices fill the dormant castle, bringing it to life.

Loogarmon! Loogarmon! Loogarmon!

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The gathered Digimon celebrate the return of their king. Away from the crowd, on top of a building overlooking Ninth Avenue, the cloaked Digimon watches unseen.

“So the Demon Wolf Returns,” the cloaked Digimon says.

“It’s impressive isn’t it?” the interviewer’s voice replies over voice chat.

“It was little overkill calling the cops like that, don’t you think?”

“I didn’t think they would send their own Mindlinker but never I knew they’d get out of it. Everything came out as expected. Loogarmon is a prototype Digimon.”

“What did you think of the Code Cracker?”

“I’m reserving judgement for now.”

“Looks like the mapping job was completed,” says the cloaked Digimon as it begins to receive the mapping tool’s data.

“Well of course he passed the entrance exam. I want as many Mindlinkers as I can get.”

“Do you think you can guide him? Eiji I mean. Can you take him to a new level?

“I have to.” Silence falls over the pair as they watch over the commotion below. The chants echo off the walls around them. “It’s going to be interesting, don’t you think…Dorumon?”

Dorumon, rookie, beast, data type.

The cloaked Digimon takes off its cloak revealing a small fox-like dragon. Small dragon wings wriggle from the small of its back and a big bushy tail wags behind it. On its forehead, Dorumon has the same jeweled metal interface as Loogamon.

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Digimon Seekers: Chapter 1-16

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If you’ve been keeping up with the story on the official website, it’s become clear that Bandai isn’t putting much effort into the English translation for Digimon Seekers. I have taken it upon myself to fix the Google translation we get stuck with every week. I’ll be keeping the core story the same, but I will hopefully fix some of its mechanical awkwardness. I will be posting my version the Monday after the official release, but make sure you always read the original chapter. If you enjoy what I do, make sure you like and subscribe, and don’t forget to start on chapter 1-1!

Numemon, champion, mollusk, virus type.

Numemon lands with a loud thud, kicking up dust around it. The large slug was the size of a small truck. On its head, a rotating police light shines splashes of red and blue light around the Digimon. It turns its attention to Logamon and Eiji who stand meters away, ready for a fight.

Satsuki smiles as she suddenly appears on Numemon’s back. Her hologram shimmers in the same translucent blue Eiji does. “You’ve done it now code cracker. You and forehead don’t stand a chance against my Numemon!”

“Don’t call me Forehead!” Loogamon snarls. Its fur stands angrily down its back.

Eiji watches as the Cargodramon hovers over them, the blinding white light of the spotlight washing over them. Eiji can make out its cannons still fixed on Loogamon. Eiji watches as the Commandramon continue to move into position around them. He feels the muzzles of countless guns pointing in their direction. And Eiji watches the curious pair in charge of it all. Eiji tries to calm himself with a breath, but his heart continues to race.

Satsuki lifts the watch to her mouth and lets out a devilish smile. “All units, on my command…”

“My name is Eiji Nagasumi” he blurts desperately “What’s your name?” His voice shakes as he waits for an answer. 

“Not that it matters, but I am deputy squad leader Satsuki Tamahime of the Metropolitan Police, Cybercrime division and..”

“That’s a pretty name. What kanji do you use for your name, Stasuki?”

Satsuki thinks for a moment. “It’s ‘tama’ from shogi, ‘hime’ from princess, and… stop trying to distract me! I know you’re an ‘A’ level code cracker…”

Eiji smiles as he cuts her off again. “You hear that Loogamon. I’m an elite-level code cracker! Satsuki approved.” Satsuki becomes more annoyed with each interruption. Eiji can’t help but enjoy messing with the officer. 

“Your days living a normal life are over Eiji Nagasumi..”

“Call me Fang”

“You have been placed on the departments blacklist. There is nowhere you can hide Nagasumi. Come quietly or things are going to get… icky” she lets out a giggle.

“Nume!” the slug cries out as if on command. Eiji can see the slug clearly now. Its shiny skin shines under the flashing lights as slime sweats down its body.

“You got this Loogamon,” Eiji says unconvincingly, trying to reassure his partner.

“I hate slimy foods!” Loogamon growls as it begins to tense up a reaction.

Blap-blap-blap-blap!

Numemon rapidly fires bullets of poo toward the pair. Eiji and Loogamon jump to dodge the fire, narrowly missing the attack. Satsuki laughs loudly.

“What a disgusting attack,” Loogamon snaps as it lands. “Fitting for a trash Digimon and its loudmouth companion.”

Eiji had been looking himself over for traces of poo. “Um Loogamon?” he begins as a bead of sweat makes its way down his forehead, “she can hear you”

But it was too late. Satsuki stops laughing. Her expression becomes stern. “You Mangy mutt! Don’t talk about Numemon like that!” Numemon launches a large blast of sewage toward Loogamon. Loogamon swiftly jumps out of the way as the sewage explodes against the wall behind it. The explosion catches Eiji, covering him in a disgusting sludge.

“Loogamon!”

Loogamon smirks at the site. “You’re lucky it was only a richochet”

Unfortunately, being Mindlinked made the sensation too real. Eiji could smell the foul stench as it stuck to his skin and feel the gross slimy warmth as it settled around him. Eiji retches as he tries to regain his composure.

Numemon and Satsuki burst out laughing. Eiji struggles to find the will to fight. Eiji can hear the snickers of the Commandramon far off in the shadows. Even the Cargodramon lets out an involuntary snicker as it continues to hover.

Eiji tries to wipe away the gunk, but the act only seems to smear deeper into his skin. “Hey, Satsuki?” Eiji says as he scrapes a clump of poo from his hair, “Why’d you pick Numemon?”

Satsuki thinks for a moment before cuddling against the Numemon. “Because it’s so cute! It’s slimy, shiny, and it’s got a ferocity that I find…Fascinating.” The Numemon smiles as it nuzzles against Satsuki. Suddenly, she sits up straight and turns to Eiji. “Hey, Eiji?” She says in a serious tone. 

“Yeah?” Eiji replies, scraping off another chunk of poo from his arm, and dropping it to the ground.

“I’m bored now. I’m done with this”

“Dammit!” Loogamon snaps “Eiji, end the hologram!”

Eiji freezes for a moment, unsure what to do. He ends the hologram and Eiji and Loogamon become one. 

Eiji finds himself suspended in an empty virtual space, surrounded by monitors. At the center, Eiji has a clear view of the battlefield through Loogamon’s eyes. The surrounding screens were filled with stats, menus, and programs. 

“Commandramon! Fire!” Satsuki commands gleefully.

DCD BOMB!

The Commandramon start tossing bombs towards the space Loogamon stood. Before the bombs get a chance to explore, Loogamon is in the air above an unsuspecting group of Commandramon.

“Howling Fire!”

A wall of fire rains down over the Commandramon, leaving them blackened and unconscious.

Satsuki and Numemon are unphased by the sudden burst of flames.

“Let’s see how you handle my flame!” Loogamon roars as he lets out a burst of flame towards the advancing slug. The flames engulf the pair, but the fire has no effect. The attack doesn’t break the slug’s stride as it slowly closes the gap between them. 

Eiji watches the battlefield helplessly from his void. Numemon was a Champion-level Digimon. Even if it is just a slug, the difference in power level is clear. Loogamon needed to be stronger to stand a chance. But what could he do from in here?

“Calm down Eiji!” Loogamon’s voice comes from within Eiji’s head.

Eiji tries to calm himself. “If we don’t give it our all, we’re toast”

There is a brief silence before Loogamon answers, “Ever since we arrived in the Wall Slum, I’ve been feeling this strange surge of power growing within me. I can feel it about to overflow, and I think it’s because of you. Can you feel it too?”

Eiji tries to calm himself further as he tries to concentrate. At first, he is hit with the overwhelming senses of the world around him. His nose fills with the burnt scent of gunpowder mixed with the foul order of sewage. He can hear the sound of the rotors slicing through the air and the sound of the remaining Comandramon moving their injured comrades. And he can feel the stinging pain of the bullet wounds on Loogamon’s flesh. Beneath all of this, Eiji feels a strange sensation. A power shared between the too ready to overflow.

Loogarmon, champion, dark beast, virus type.

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Digimon Seekers: Chapter 1-15

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Cargodramon hovers over Eiji and Loogamon. Its harsh spotlight rains over the pair as the sounds of the rotors drown out most sounds. Several squads of Commandramon slowly surround them.

“This is the DigiPolice. Give up code cracker. We have you surrounded!” The warning repeats over the megaphone.

“Dammit!” Eiji shouts. For a code cracker, there is no police force in Japan scarier than the Digipolice. But despite his fear, Eiji couldn’t help but feel excited. “This is so cool! I’ve never seen the DigiPolice before. Loogamon, take a picture of the Cargodramon.”

Loogamon is tense, its fur standing on edge. “My eyes aren’t cameras,” it snaps. Loogamon glares at the hovering Cargodramon.

Cargodramon has its attention on Loogamon. Its sensors scan the blue wolf.

Mindlink active, a robotic voice announces as the scan completes. Satsuki Tamahime sits at her command station inside the Commandramon. She shifts her attention between the many monitors surrounding her. She watches as the Commandramon move into position. She watches the two criminals frozen at the base of the cul-de-sac, She reads over the scan data as it comes in.  

Satsuki doesn’t look like the typical DigiPolice agent. She wears the standard DigiPolice uniform but has styled it to fit her aesthetic. Her black shoulder-length hair falls from under a baseball cap. She’s dyed the inner layer a bright green. She wears a loose-fitting jacket that now hangs around her shoulder. Her thick combat boots are kicked up on the console. She smiles as she brings the mic to her mouth.

“You guys are with that Sons of Chaos group aren’t you? I got it right, didn’t I?”

“Got it right? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Loogamon replies.

“Don’t play dumb forehead. I know you and lame brain are Mindlinked. I need you to come quietly and answer some questions”

“Lame brain?”

“Forehead?”

Eiji and Loogamon look at each other. The interaction felt a bit too informal than they expected from the DigiPolice.

“Cooperate with us and I’ll make sure you won’t get into… too much trouble,” Satsuki says in a singsongy tone.

“Nah, I’m good,” Eiji replies as he starts to walk away.

Satsuki giggles “Oh?! Don’t say I didn’t warn you! M16 Assult!”

RATATATATATA

Bullets explode into the ground around Eiji and Loogamon as the Commandramon move into position.

“Hey! They’re really firing at us!” Eiji shouts as he feels the wind from a stray bullet pass over his head.

“Relax! Those were just warning shots.”

“You must have the wrong definition of warning,” Eiji mutters, looking at the nearby bullet holes.

Suddenly, the doors of the Cargodramon open. A long rope falls to a space in front of them. Satsuki slides down the rope, landing with a light thud. She dusts off her jacket and turns her attention to Eiji.

“Hey…You’re kind of cute”

Wind from the Cargodramon kicks up dust around them. The sounds of the Cammadramon’s boots continue to move in closer. Eiji doesn’t take his eyes off the policewoman.

“What do you want?”

“Ok, straight to business then,” Satskuki says as she moves closer to Eiji and Loogamon.

She’s cute, Eiji thinks before quickly shaking the thought. He needs to focus.

“So what are you doing for the Sons of Chaos code cracker? Are you poaching Digitama? We’re going to find out, so its better you just fess up now.”

Eiji can see squads of Commandramon pointing their weapons toward their location. Loogamon stands in a tense stance. Satsuki smiles sweetly at Eiji as she waits for a response.

“Hey, Loogamon… What would happen if you got shot?”

Loogamon lets out a fanged smile. “Let’s find out.”

RATATATATATATATA

This time, the explosions were much louder. Loogamon’s run was cut short as the ground in front of it explodes with a hail of 30 mm bullet fire. The railgun on the Cargodramon continues to spin as it fixes its aim on Loogamon.

The smell of gunpowder lingers in the air. Eiji finds himself crippled with the pain from a couple of lucky bullets that managed to hit.

“I get it now,” Eiji says, trying to fight through the pain. “If you get hit by a bullet, it hurts.”

Satsuki looks irritated. “I told ya code cracker, there’s no escape. Your only choice is to cooperate. You don’t want to die in Mindlink, do ya?”

Eiji shakes his head. He knew better than to mess with someone with such a short fuse.

“Good, now tell me what you’re doing here.”

“I was…I was just walking. Mapping the area for..research. I am researching the Digital World!”

“You’re what? Cargodramon!”

A voice in Satsuki’s earpiece replies, “I see no signs of Digitama Ma’am.”

“In other words….?”

“Looks like they were just taking a walk, just as they claim.”

“Ugggg” Satsuki looks visibly frustrated. There is a hint of disappointment in her tone. Even if Eiji were a Sons of Chaos Member, there isn’t enough evidence for an arrest. Satsuki shakes her head and smiles devilishly. “Well you must be up to something. No one just takes a stroll down Ninth Avenue. I know you’re up to something suspicious, and you’re going to tell me what it is!”

“This lady is crazy,” Eiji checks the virtual monitor. He looks at the Cargodramon floating above him, the Commandramon surrounding him, and Satsuki’s bloodthirsty stare. “It’s no use Loogamon, we have to get out of here…Loogamon?” Eiji turns to Loogamon, but he was already gone.

SPIRAL FANG

Two markers disappear from the map as sharp fangs rip through body armor. Before Eiji has a chance to react, two more markers disappear. Loogamon rips through a whole squad of Commandramon before appearing in front of the crimson mausoleum.

“This is my home!” Loogamon howls. Its fur stands down its back, its fangs clench in a snarl as it lets out a menacing grown.

‘Th-thi-this is obstruction of justice! You’re in trouble now!” Satsuki shouts.

“Woah! Loogamon, you took out those Commandramon so easily.” Eiji is impressed by his partner’s sudden show of strength before a sudden realization overcomes him. “You can’t attack the DigiPolice!”

“Why not?” Loogamon remains in his tense stance. The Digipolice begins recovering their felled comrades.

“Now you’ve done it!” Satsuki shouts back, “You’re under arrest for messing with the DigiPolice!”

“You have no authority here,” Loogamon smirks. “The only law in the Wall Slums is eat, or be eaten!”

“This was supposed to be easy,” Eiji mutters to himself as he scratches his head nervously. He logs into Grimm to talk to the Interviewer, but he isn’t online. “Not good!”

“You’re going to pay for this!” Satsuki says as she rolls up her sleeve. Eiji notices a smartwatch device on her wrist. It is a Digidock the same as his but a different color. Suddenly, the police lights turn.

“Loogamon, this lady can Mindlink too!”

Loogamon returns to Eiji’s side as they brace for a new attack. Eiji looks at the chaos surrounding them.

“Her Digimon partner must be…over there!” Loogamon looks up at the Cargodramon as it moves to the space above them. A loud boom sounds as the cargo hatch opens up, revealing a mysterious figure waiting behind it.

“What the hell is that?”

A hideous blob inches towards the edge.

Nucha…Nucho, nucho…

The Digimon shoves itself out of the edge and lands with a heavy thud.

“NUMEEEEEEEEEE” a huge slug shouts.

“Its a Numemon!”

Chapter 1-14
Chapter 1-16
Chapter 1, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 1-14

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Eiji steps out of the subway and stands hesitantly at the edge of Ninth Avenue. He keeps one foot in the subway tunnel and contemplates abandoning the mission. Eiji looks at the cramped, dirty, sketchy alleys reminiscent of Kolwoon or Showa-Era Kabukicho and can’t help but feel uneasy. He feels small at the bottom of this valley of towering slums. Illegible signs and advertisements clutter the skyline, spilling their sickly vibrant neon against the dirty walls. The air seems thick with danger, and it makes Eiji uneasy.

Eiji takes a deep breath as he takes it all. “Hey Loogamon?” his voice shakes with a bit of worry, “What is this place?”

Loogamon shoots an annoyed glance at Eiji. “Seriously? Are you dumb?”

“Hey be nice, it’s my time in the Digital world. You have to guide me…”Eiji follows close behind as he continues surveying his surroundings. “Wait, aren’t you a king or something?” Loogamon doesn’t respond. “Am I supposed to bow down to you?” Eiji stops to give a joking curtsy “Your Majesty”

“Quit it!” Loogamon growls.

“As you wish your highness,” Eiji laughs.

“This is why your dog didn’t like you. Hurry up and get serious! You have work to do.”

Eiji scrolls through his screen, looking for the mapping tool. “I love you Loogamon!” he sings. Loogamon shakes its head and continues to move through the alley. Eiji launches the mapping tool.

“The guy said we just need to walk around and leave the tool running.”

Nothing made sense in Ninth Avenue. The streets wound into zagging mazes of uneven streets and alleys. Some buildings looked as if they were on the verge of collapsing, while others leaned to a degree that made Eiji uncomfortable. There were signs that dangled loosely from a single rusted bolt. It looked as if the lightest gust of wind could bring them crashing to the ground. There were old dirty wires that hung from walls like dirty dying ivy, and widows blacked out with filth. The streets were littered with bits of dirty shattered glass. They walked over and around mounds of trash.

Eiji checks the map as he walks.

“There are Digimon here, but they are hiding,” Loogamon explains as they move through the seemingly abandoned maze of decay. Eiji shivers as he feels hidden stares over him.

“Ninth Avenue is the worst neighborhood in the Wall Slums. Most newcomers get robbed the moment the step foot on these grounds. Those foolish enough to go deeper don’t make it out,” Loogamon says coldly.

“This place is scary.”

“Come on. We have to make it to the Castle of the Nine Wolves. It’s at the heart of all of this.” Eijie and Loogamon continue their work. Their mapping goes uneventfully. Eiji begins to relax, but a hint of disappointment sneaks into him. There were no Digimon or much of anything despite Loogamon’s insisting.

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The pair empty into a cul-de-sac. At the head sits an old run-down red building reminiscent of a Chinatown mausoleum.

“That’s the Castle of Nine Wolves? All we have to do is map that and were done? This test is easy!” Eiji exclaims as he walks towards the mausoleum.

Loogamon stops.

“What’s wrong Loogamon?” Eiji stops his advance and looks down at the wolf.

“This…This is my home…Or it used to be” Loogamon explains as he struggles to force a memory.

Eiji looks at Loogamon and then at the red building. “Did you remember something?”

Loogamon shakes its head. “There’s a faint smell. Markings I left behind…It’s me, but not me. It’s something much stronger…” Loogamon’s voice trails off as it takes a big whiff of the air.

“Do you think maybe…” Eiji begins as he examines his surroundings with a new understanding, “do you think it might have been an evolved you?”

Suddenly, Loogamon tenses up. “Somethings coming!”

ROAAARRRRRR

A booming roar spills from the building, carrying with it a howling wind that forces Eiji to his knees. Loogamon digs his paws into the ground and braces itself.

“Loogamon? What was that?”

A winged monstrosity rushed from the shadows and takes to the sky above the two. Dust, dirt, and trash swirl violently around them. As the wind and dust settle, Eiji begins searching the sky for the source.

“Was that a bird? A Dragon?”

“Neither, look”

Eiji turns to the space Loogamon points to. It was a metallic Digimon with the head of a Dragon and the body of a helicopter. It has two rotors that hold it up above them.

Cargodramon, ultimate, machine, virus type.

Across the side, Eiji can read the word “Police” clearly.

“Crap” Eiji yells, his voice barely louder than the rotors. “It’s the DigiPolice!”

The doors from the hovering Cargodramon open. From it descends a squad of Commandramon.

A screeching siren sounds loudly. Eiji looks at the map and sees it fill with red dots. The DigiPolice were surrounding the castle. Panic starts to creep over Eiji. “They want us to open voice chat on the GriMM channel!?!” he shouts to Loogamon. “What should we de?”

“Open up chat code craker!” commands a voice from the Cargodramon.

“Um, I don’t have the password…” Eiji grows more anxious as the dots continue to close in on his location.

“Don’t play dumb with me. Surrender now. We have you surrounded!”

Chapter 1-13
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, digimon seekers

Digimon Seekers: Chapter 1-12

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Eiji looks over the ledge and is left breathless by the exotic skyline. The sky fills with a collection of vibrant neon colors as networks and data swim across it, creating brilliant dancing auroras. Large dirty buildings are densely jammed against this small patch of land, surrounded on all sides by an arid emptiness. Some buildings stand tall and greet the world with cracked, dirty, or broken windows, while others have already begun to crumble under the weight of neglect. This might have been a bustling metropolis at some point, but now it sits here as a seemingly abandoned slum.

It takes a moment for the initial shock to fade and for Eiji to regain his composure. “So this is the Digital World,” he remarks, not hiding his amazement. “It’s like something out of Cyberpunk!”

“What does that mean?” Loogamon poses, not understanding the reference.

“I thought the Digital World would be more wild, but this…” Eiji trails off, remembering the images of the Digital World he saw back at the DDL. He remembered forests, mountains, and deserts, but he never imagined there’d be cities with modern buildings.

“It’s called the Wall Slum” Loogamon interrupts, sounding a tinge offended. “It is a city of security walls that protects the Digital World from the flow of junk data. Just outside those walls is where all the junk data collects,” it says as it turns their attention to the northern walls. “If you look carefully, this city sits on a rounded surface.”

Eiji examines the skyline carefully and sees how the horizon separates the sea of networks in the sky from the shelled city below in a clear dividing line.

“Ah….”Eiji explains ” I see it now. It’s like a city built on the inside of an eggshell.”

“if you try to go from the human world to the Digital World, you will be blocked by the security wall”

“Wait…Then how can code crackers control Digimon from the real world? I thought we were connecting to digital world?”

Loogamon chuckles, “It was just the Wall Slum. Those Digimon code crackers grab are just those you see running around the Wall Slum. Most code crackers don’t Mindlink, so they’ll never know the difference.”

Eiji is left speechless by the explanation. Eji thinks about the time his Tyrannomon hunted down the Modoki Betamon. Were they just running around this place? “Has anyone gone beyond the security wall? Has anyone seen the Digital World?”

“No human has ever set foot in the Digital World, at least not beyond the Wall Slums”

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“Beyond the wall is the “deep” Digital World,” Loogamon continues his explanation.

Everything Eiji thought he knew about the Digital World crumbles as he borrows Loogamon’s vision to see the bottom of the network. Eiji finally understood why the Digital World wasn’t mankind’s secret. Digimon are alive, and Eiji was standing at the tip of their world. Eiji continues to admire the alien landscape.

“Well…” Loogamon says as it begins filling the heads-up display with tabs of information. The virtual monitor appears in front of Eiji’s conscious mind. It looks like something out of Gundam or Iron Man. “Do you remember why we came here Eiji?”

Eiji is stunned by the sudden jolt to reality.

“Right, I forgot you’re a pathetic code cracker,” Loogamon snips as it pulls up a window with the words “Operation Wolf” scrawled across it.

“Right,” Eiji replies, remembering the Sons of Chaos Job. He begins reading over the details.

According to this, I’m supposed to be briefed by a local member of the Sons of Chaos somewhere around here. 

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Eiji rushes to the designated location. He arrives at what seems to be a deserted rooftop. A cloaked Digimon stares down at the pair from the top of the building’s antenna. The Digimon is roughly the same size as Loogamon, but its identity is hidden by the tattered cloak. Eiji tries to search for the Digimon’s data, but the search yields nothing.

“You’re late…” An annoyed voice comes from the cloaked figure. “Tartaros likes our people to be punctual.”

“We had some trouble. Maybe we can get a pass this time?” Loogamon replies.

“Hey Loogamon?” Eiji interjects.

“What? Oh?!!” Loogamon turns to find Eiji suddenly standing next to it.

Eiji, wearing his usual street clothes, looks down at his palms as he tries to move his arms and legs. “Well look at that!”

“Where did you come from?” Loogamon asks in its confusion.

“I don’t know,” Eiji begins “A lot of the functions in Mindlink work by thinking about them. The Digimon Linker has a hololize function. I thought maybe it would work the same in the Digital World, so I gave it a try and it worked!”

Loogamon is silent for a moment. “I can’t tell if that was impressive or just lucky,” it snarks.

Eiji chuckles as he extends his hands to pet Loogamon’s forehead. The metal brace feels cool to his touch, and the blue fur feels soft.

The wolf tenses as it growls in response.

“Did you just growl at me?”

“Don’t touch my forehead!” Loogamon snaps, bearing its fangs at Eiji.

Eiji quickly retracts his hand. “Sorry, I didn’t know I could touch you.”

In the real world, hololized Digimon were just a projection of data. You can’t actually touch them. But here….

“In case you’re wondering,” Loogamon interrupts “You can’t exist too far from me, so stay close!”

Eiji nods as he turns his attention back to the cloaked Digimon again.

“The name is Fang”

“…I thought it was Eiji?” the Digimon rebukes impatiently.

“No need to focus on the details. So what’s the job? The interviewer said I was supposed to ask you for details.”

“I’m sure the interviewer also told you this would be a test. You’ve already been deducted two points for being late.” A screen suddenly appears above the cloaked Digimon’s head, displaying a rough map of the Wall Slum. The city is shaped like a large circle, divided into districts. At the center is a volcanic crater. Sixth Avenue, Eiji remembers ChuuChuumon mentioned it earlier.

“I need you to survey and map the area painted in this color. As you know, the Wall Slum is undergoing a lot of redevelopment.”

With the constant flow of data from the real world that moves through the city, nothing ever stays the same.

“So you want me to make a map? Simple enough.”

“The Wall Slum is very important to the Sons of Chaos. We like to keep our map data up to date.” The Digimon tosses Eiji a memory card.

Eiji accepts it as a mapping tool that appears on his virtual monitor.

“All you have to do is walk around the area while running the tool and it will do the mapping for you. We want you to investigate Ninth Avenue…”

Loogamon turns before the Digimon finishes its sentence and laughs. “Perfect!”

 Eiji hurries after Loogamon. “…What do you mean?”

“I’ve got some business to attend to.” Loogamon smiles, bearing its fangs as it continues its stride. 

“Do you think we should listen to the rest of the explanation?” Eiji asks, but Loogamon doesn’t answer.

The cloaked Digimon watches the pair hurry off toward Ninth Avenue.

“I wish you well Eiji. I hope for Tartarus’ sake, you pass.”

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