The Golden Goddess

Chapter 1

A Heroines Innocence

The Yellow puppet barked in Jeri's face. "Bad Jeri, bad." It spoke out, "Jeri allowed Guilmon to be kidnapped. Jeri did it, if Jeri didn't require Takato walk her home, Guilmon would still be here, and Suzie wouldn't be dead. Jeri allowed this to happen, Jeri was scared of the dark to much, so Jeri had Takato walk her home. It was all Jeri fault. Yep, Jeri's fault that Mr. Katou is dead..." the sentence trailed off.

That name, Mr. Katou it stung her to the core. Her father was dead because she wasn't strong enough. The last person left in her life that loved her beyond friendship. First her Mother, then Leomon and now her father. "Jeri's fault," the puppet said less accusingly, "Jeri's fault that she couldn't protect Guilmon. Jeri's fault that she couldn't protect Suzie, Jeri's fault that her father died because of her."

The word father awoke something in Jeri's brain and she stared at the yellow sock puppet in horror. "No, it's not. It's not my fault. I didn't do that. It's not my fault!" she screamed at her sock puppet before standing up and grabbing it forcefully off her arm, throwing it to the ground.

Her eyes felt a fury and anger at the yellow sock that laid on the ground, but her mind fixated upon something else. It was right. The sock was right and it didn't matter how much she denied or ranted against what it said. It was her fault. She had been the cause of so much sorrow and pain.

Jeri sat down on the bench in cool night and bawled into her hands, the stars offering no help to the poor girl, there light having no affect. The park bench was cold and hard, holding no amount of peace to the young brown haired girl. Even the light from the lampost seemed to shy away from the poor girl, giving her only consolidation in the shadows of the night.

Watching her was a man of thirty-three years of age. His hair was black as was the shirt he wore. His shorts were a dark blue with two large pockets on either side of them. The cool wind of the night caused his hair to raise on his legs to keep them warm. It had no affect on the mans serene expression, it was calm and watchful. His hair hair hung over his eyes giving him a relaxed look as he viewed the girl.

From the shadows, two digimon watched the scene. They spoke, but at such a low tone that the human ear could not hear it.

Above in the sky, a shadow flew across the moon, casting a shadow over the brown haired girl.

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Yamaki stood on top of Hypnos, able to see all that was the city, the cool and fresh air relaxed him. It had been three days since he spoke for the first time face to face with one of Hypnos contributers. Taichi Yagami, a man of a strange countenance and an even stranger history. He was far more capable then what he seemed, and Yamaki would even go as far to say that he knew more about what was happening at Hypnos then he let on. He had a PhD in Social Psychology and within ten minutes Yamaki had been amazed at him.

Still, there was something uncanny about him. Something that Yamaki didn't trust, and it wasn't the way he had studied Riley and Tally. Perhaps it was the way he held himself, the way he always seemed have a double meaning to his words, saying something and meaning something completely else.

The cold wind stirred upon Mihiramon and WarGrowlmon's battlesite, but Yamaki paid no mind, but a thought did come to him. The reason he didn't trust Taichi is because he had to trust him. He couldn't afford not to. Suzie and Lopmon had been kidnapped by the Chinese, Guilmon was the sovereigns knew where and Ryo was the only Tamer who wasn't having a mental breakdown or injured big time who could reach the Mega Level.

Rika and Renamon had been damaged severely, but were healing surprisingly fast. After only a six days, Rika had gone from Critical condition to being able to walk around with nothing but a broken arm. Takato was mourning over the loss of Guilmon and Henry had closed himself up because of the death of his sister.

The wind blew, Yamaki's coat did nothing to protect against the wind. It had gotten colder since that day, the steady reminder that winter was coming, and if this was any indication, it was going to be a cold one. Yamaki could see the park, and his thoughts drifted to this period of time two years ago, when he met Mr. Wong in the park, then the digital World took Suzie.

Yet again, Suzie had been taken, but this time for good. Xian Wong, Henry's uncle. Yamaki had run in with him in the past, and he was not one to die so easily. Still, it was a hard thing to think that anyone could have survived that beast. That Dragon, the Demon of Guilmon. Megidramon. According to Henry, who was the only one conscious when Hypnos had raided the Yakuza base, Jeri had screamed for revenge, and Guilmon and Takato held their heads in a cry of pain. Takato fainted and Guilmon digivolved into what the Internet had classified as Redramon.

Megidramon then proceeded to fly towards the car that the Chinese who had kidnapped Suzie and Lopmon were in. He destroyed the car completely and killed everyone in it. Then flew off. Every nation in the world tracked him, countries that he flew overhead attacked him with planes and missiles. Nothing seemed to affect him, then he just disappeared completely somewhere in India. Now every country of power had some sort of combat unit looking for him.

Yamaki picked up his phone as his Butterfly ring tone (courtesy of Riley, he tried to change it several times, and even though he could program Yuggoth, cell phones ring tones somehow eluded him. It just wasn't worth the time to him) called out. "Yeah."

"Sir. We've found a piece of code that you may want to look at it." Riley spoked flatly over the phone.

"What do we have?" Yamaki asked as he walked back towards the doorway off the rooftop.

"You'll have to see for yourself. I'm not sure I even comprehend it completely." Riley spoke.

Yamaki placed his hand on the door and opened it. "Yeah! Somebody to play with me!" Calumon shouted as he jumped onto Yamaki's face, startling the Hypnos Director so bad that he fell onto his rear end, and dropping his phone. He blinked as Calumon dropped onto his lap. "Hey, you look funny without your glasses." Calumon told him, before peering his head around speculatively. "There they are!" Calumon said gleefully, floating over to them.

"Sir, Sir, Are you alright?" Riley's voice came worried over the phone. Yamaki picked up his phone, "Yeah, I'm alright." he told her in a slightly disgruntled voice, looking over at Calumon. The little digimon grabbed the glasses.

"You need to be more careful Mr. Blackthing. You could have been stepped on." He said sounding all important and powerful. Calumon put on the glasses, before looking over to Yamaki, and floating over to his face. "No wonder you just stand around all day. These things make it so hard to see."

Yamaki heard Riley's laugh as she heard Calumon's voice and had pieced together what had happened. "Riley?" Yamaki spoke almost lovingly.

"Yes?"

"You will forget everything you just heard."

"Yes sir!" She spoke, unable to contain her laughter.

Calumon just looked at Yamaki strangely, glancing back between his face and the phone. "Huh?"

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The young rookie made sure that his tamer was asleep, before lifting the covers and tucking him in. He sat back a moment, just taking in his tamer's face, determined never to forget it. He sighed as he looked over at the clock. It was only eight, meaning that Renamon would still be up. He hopped up onto the chair, and then onto the desk, making sure that nothing fell off. He opened the window silently.

His tamer stirred as the cold air blew in, but the Digimon closed the window, but cringed when he crashed it slightly against the edge. Takato simply turned over in his sleep, and the purple digimon sighed.

He walked to the back of the house, were he could land on the ground without making too much noise. His landing wasn't as soft as he would have liked it to be, but no one noticed, the digimon land in the back alleyway. He walked out into the street, and took a nice jog down it. Many people noticed him, but he paid no mind to their startled gasps, warm smiles and confused looks. He did however pick up his pace.

His small body brushed quickly through the night, the moon leaving a gleam off his soft fur. The lampposts leaving a threatening shadow in his wake. His breath acted as constant noise to the pitter patter of his feet. His gem implaced on top of his head reflected the lights of the stars, giving his face a strange warm glow to it.

His name was Dorumon or the Digital OR Unknown MONster. He was slightly smaller then Guilmon and had been created after Guilmon had flown off as Megidramon. Like Guilmon, he had been born in his Rookie state, unlike Guilmon, he was fully aware of exactly what was going on. He knew that his tamer was still in pain, and he tried to do everything he could, but he barely knew his tamer, and from Guilmon's description, there's no way he could ever be like him. He wasn't super powerful or wise or playful. He preferred to think and enjoyed being on his own occasionally. It was mostly because he always felt out of place. He was just a replacement, a sub. He wasn't of the quality of any of the Digimon and he and his tamer didn't have the bond that Takato had had with Guilmon.

He was the one everyone would study, judging him, evaluating him. It seemed that he couldn't go an hour without either Takato's parents or friends making some comment about Guilmon. He hated that name, every time he heard it, his guilt overwhelmed him, he couldn't stand it. On top of that he hated himself for hating Guilmon.

He found himself staring at the gate of Rika's house. He just sat there, unsure of what to do. What am I doing here? I should be at home, watching over Takato, being there for him. Not here. He needs me more then I need training... but

The argument raged through his head. He lifted his small paw to knock on the door, then brought back down again. I'm a fool He thought to himself.

"Why hello there." Came a calm voice.

Dorumon jumped, so startled out of his thoughts that fear washed over his entire body. "I, I, I'm sorry... mam," Dorumon stammered out.

"Oh, Don't be." Rika's grandma said kindly, "You did nothing wrong. Now why don't you come in and enjoy yourself." She said opening up the gate.

Dorumon wanted to desperately say no, to run for all he was worth back to the bakery, but his manners kept him from doing that. "Tha... Thank you." He barely whispered, before walking in.

"So tell me. You must be Dorumon, the new guardian of Takato's." Rika's grandmother walked into the house, and the purple digimon followed. "Do you stop by here often?"

Dorumon looked at her confused, "Only twice..." Dorumon left his sentence hanging, unsure what to call her.

"Well, do stop by more often. We always have room for you guardians who protect our children."

"Hey Dorumon." Rika said coming into the main hallway, "And grandma, they're not Guardians, they're Digimon."

Seiko smiled at her offspring, "Perhaps, they seem an awful lot like familiars. It's no surprise that a Kitsune is your protector, it fits you nicely."

Renamon phased into view to look at Rika's grandma, then shrugged. Your Grandma is perhaps the only one who could get away with calling me that. She sent as a mental thought to Rika. She was about to say something, when she noticed a digimon.

"Rika, a Digimon just arrived..." Renamon said shortly.

"Never a dull day around here." Rika muttered.

"And it's powerful, Rika." Renamon said, her fur standing on end. "Mega level, easily."

Rika glared at her partner, her relaxed demeanor suddenly changed. "Dorumon, your coming with us. Grandma?"

"Yes, yes. I'll call everyone." Seiko told her, "You just be careful, agreed."

Rika gave her Grandma a hug, "Deal." Rika ran back into her room and grabbed her D-Arc and cards. Renamon, Dorumon and Seiko followed behind.

Renamon relaxed into a fighters stance as Rika came out with her coat on. "Ready?"

"Always." Renamon said smilingly.

Biomerge DigiEvolution

Dorumon stared in awe as the two combined to form Sakuyamon, and couldn't help but be full of energy and hope. I wonder what my Biomerge Digievolution will be. I doubt it will be anything as cool as Sakuyamon or Gallentmon, but it will still be awesome to fight with Takato personally. Then again, I would probably just let Takato down, I could never be even close to being that powerful.

Seiko stared at her daughter in the golden armor. "Rika, your mother tried to cancel this latest trip. She really did. The company threatened to cancel her contract Rika. She really did try to be here for you."

"I know, Grandma." Rika said from inside Sakuyamon. Rika felt disappointment well up inside of her, but she pushed it down. She didn't have time for that right now. "Come on Dorumon." Sakuyamon said, picking up the small digimon.

"Don't forget to call Gogglehead and the others." Sakuyamon told Seiko.

Rika's grandma nodded her head, "I won't." She then proceeded to watch Sakuyamon take off into the cold clear night. She walked over the phone and dialed in the Matsuki Bakery. "Hello? Is Takato there?"

Sakuyamon flew quietly carrying the young digimon. Dorumon took in the sights and sounds of the city while Rika felt a trickle of fear go through her. She could feel this digimon's power, it was strong beyond anything she had felt up to that point. Even in the Digital World, the Sovereigns never emitted this kind of Aura of strength.

Sakuyamon saw the digimon after a three minute flight. She quickly placed Dorumon on the Ground a flew up so she was behind the digimon.

He was a humanoid digimon with Blue Chrome Digizoid covering his body. On his side he held a chain gun on his arm that was relaxed. His feet floated effortlessly in the air. His back was occupied with two objects. On the left was a long Beam cannon. On the right was a little girl. "I've met a lot of rogue digimon, but you're the first I've found to kidnap kids." Sakuyamon growled out angerily.

The Digimon turned around for a complete one eighty. He stared at the Digimon that had interrupted his gaze of the moon. "Rika." he said in a heavy voice that seemed to echo itself. Sakuyamon made no move, but simply smiled.

The wolf gazed at her, before three fast objects caught his eye. Three spirit foxes, each of a different color were streaking towards him at high speeds. "Nein!" he cried, twisting in mid air to avoid the first two, but the third one streaked across his back, knocking the human girl off him.

Rika didn't hesitate, she instantly landed on her knees in her sphere and started muttering a prayer in an unknown language. A Sphere similar to the one Taomon used surround itself around the falling girl and set her on the ground gently.

MetalGarurumon X watched this. He met Sakuyamon's gaze as his body was outlined in the moon behind him. "MegaGargomon. The Most Fire Power. Gallentmon. The Strongest. Justimon. The Most Skilled. Sakuyamon..." He left the word trailing for a moment, picking his choice of words carefully. "The Most Versatile. It is an honor to duel you."

"I don't take any praise from digimon who have things against humans." Sakuyamon growled, before bringing her staff in front of her.

MetalGarurumon made a routine check of all his gear. He was silent. It didn't irk Rika though, what irked her was how relaxed his body was, like she wasn't a threat. She was a mere fly that wasn't going to be worth fighting. She completely disregarded her plan to stall until the others got here.

"Your mine!" She shouted as she charged forward slamming her staff down into the Mega digimon. MetalGarurumon brought up his chain gun and the two weapons caused a stale mate as MetalGarurumon had to use his other hand to support his chain gun from the females strong attack.

MetalGarurumon grinned playfully, "Rookie." he taunted her as his right missile racked open up.

"You're the rookie." Sakuyamon muttered as MetalGarurumon's missiles exploded in their container when the slammed up against a small shield Rika had prayed for. The explosion was followed up by Sakuyamon exerting an extra amount of force into her staff. MetalGarurumon was thrown off balance and towards the ground from the twin attacks.

MetalGarurumon righted himself after falling a few hundred feet, he flew at an angle as to throw a now following Sakuyamon. He glanced back and griminaced. She's to close.

I know. We can't win like this.

Then lets hope we can't get some distance between us and her.

"Rika," Renamon spoke to her tamer, "His flight pattern, it's one of retreat."

"He definitely doesn't have an ego so small that one mistake on his side is going to cause him to flee." Rika noted. "So what's he up too?"

"His weapons are missiles. Is he trying to get away from humans as to not harm them?" Renamon posed.

"No, he kidnapped a human girl. Remember." Rika explained to her partner. "The only other option?"

"A trap." Renamon spoke. "Rika?" she asked, not needing to say more. This Digimon was leading them away from any back up or support and more then likely to his own support.

"We try and take him down now and he'll gain enough distance that we won't be able to track him, leaving us open to an even worst situation." Rika told her partner.

"Then we pray."

"Yes. We pray." Rika was contemplative, "He's picking up speed. Are you ready to do this?"

"Always!"

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Sequel to A Heroines Innocence