Digital Death God

Hello Everyone! Now, before you all start yelling at me that I should be working on my other fic please hold your comments, bullets, swords and any other weapons while I explain. This fic is co-authored with I'm Yu although he's the one that actually wrote it. I helped with concepts and stuff and ideas so taht this fic would work out. I haven't stopped my fic, Right now I am facing the dreaded writer's block but I AM working on it so hopefully that won't take too long. Check out the other fics on I'm Yu's profile if you want after reading this and I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Neither myself or I'm Yu own Digimon or Bleach (Unfortunately) We do however own some original Digimon that will be making an appearance later in the fic -smirks- I won't say much but I'm sure you'll all love it!

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Prologue

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He couldn't even begin to describe the pain. He didn't know how, but he could actually FEEL Mihiramon's jaws clamped on his side, as if it was him on top of the Hypnos building instead of his partner, Growlmon. He saw the darkness closing in on his vision as he fell to his knees, dropping the cards he had in his hand.

"I can feel it," he muttered as he started to fall to his side. "It's over."

The last thing 16 year old Takato Matsuki heard before the darkness completely took over his vision was the Rika and Henry, calling his name.

'What the hell is that ticking noise?' grumbled Takato as he slowly opened his eyes. 'For that matter, what happened? The last thing I remember was…' He quickly bolted upright as he remembered what had befallen his partner at the hands of the large Tiger Digimon, but quickly winced as he felt the pain in his side.

'Am I dead?' though Takato, as he looked around. 'You'd think I wouldn't feel any more pain, though I have no clue why the hell I'm feeling what Growlmon felt on the roof and why my heaven seems so…weird!'

He wasn't kidding. All he could see were clocks, which explained why he could hear all of that ticking when he woke up. "Funny looking heaven," Takato grumbled to himself, still holding his aching side. "Does this mean that it's over for me…for the world?" He asked himself.

"It's not over yet, Tamer," came a slightly childish voice that Takato recognized instantly. He turned around to see the giant form of Growlmon, Guilmon's champion form. While he was happy to see his partner, he was also worried that this meant they were both dead and wondering why most of his right hand side was hidden in the shadow, looking slightly distorted.

"Growlmon!" Takato exclaimed, before quickly noticing how he'd been referred to. "Are we both dead? Do you even remember who I am?" he asked, fear evident in his voice.

"Of course I remember you, that tone just seemed appropriate," replied the large dinosaur, showing that he clearly remembered who Takato was. "But I don't know about dead, if I was, I'd be an egg in the digital world, not here."

With that cleared up, Takato was left with even more questions than he had when he woke up in this place. 'If Growlmon isn't dead, then neither am I,' thought Takato, who seemed to gain some happiness from this, but this quickly changed to confusion. 'If that's the case, then where the hell are we?'

Before he could ponder this any further, another voice attracted both Takato's and Growlmon's attention, "I believe I can help answer some of your questions."

They both turned to see a man emerge from the shadows, standing at least 6 and a half feet high, dressed in what looked medieval armour. He was garbed in white trousers, secured with what looked like 2 leather belts with calf high boots with armour over his knees and thighs. On his upper body, he merely wore armour on his shoulders, with plating on the outside of his left arm and leather gloves with metal plates on the back. Both arms were wrapped in red ribbons, with a large cross on his chest of the same colour, but appeared to be stitched onto his actual skin. On his head he wore a crown shaped helmet over a chain mail cowl that covered most of his head and neck, leaving his face exposed. He was well built and his eyes seemed to look straight though you, as if he was looking straight into your very soul. His appearance was completed by, strangely, a large Scythe strapped to his back, with the staff looking like it was made from some things-or some ones-spine.

"Who are you?" asked Takato, who for some reason, thought this guy felt...familiar, but he had no idea where from. "Do you know where we actually are?"

"For now, my name isn't something you need to know, though I doubt you could hear it yet," replied the knight, muttering the last part under his breath. "As for where we are," he continued, "It goes by many names around the world, but I guess you'd probably know it as limbo, the void, between life and death, heaven and hell, etc. I'm sure you get the idea."

This left Takato reeling. He was actually dead! "B-B-But how? I thought I wasn't dead, since Growlmon's here!" yelled Takato, who was now worried. He thought it was just a dream, but he was officially deep sixed! He was worried how the others were doing how was parents would react. Before he could carry on this train of thought, the knight interrupted.

"Before you start depressing yourself, let me explain. No, you are not officially dead. You have the large dinosaur over there to thank for that," said the knight, gesturing towards Growlmon. "Normally the damage you received would kill most humans. I still don't know how you managed to create such a strong link with your partner while the other 2, who've been with their Digimon longer haven't," continued the man, who now started walking towards Takato.

"As for why Growlmon is here, it seems as if the link between you is keeping you from dying fully, though leaving you dead enough to meet me," he stated, leaving both human and Digimon even more confused.

"What do you mean by that? What link, and who are you?" asked Takato, who was started to get tired of feeling out of the loop.

"It seems as if even though Mihiramon dealt a fatal blow to Growlmon, he is still alive. You, however, felt the pain through the bond with your partner, which is incredibly strong for someone who has been a tamer for a mere couple of months," he replied. "However, while the damage dealt may have been enough to technically 'kill' you, your friend was stronger since he is a Digimon. This means that he's keeping you alive, but the bond was strong enough to drag him to this 'charming' little place, along with myself" he continued.

"So...I'm not dead, but I'm not alive either?" asked Takato, who was just starting to understand what was happening.

"No, your in between them," replied the knight, "but apparently, that's more than enough for you to meet me," he finished, a slight smirk now apparent on his face.

"So, who are you," asked Growlmon, his curiosity now finally bringing him into the conversation.

"In a way, I'm a part of Takato, just as you are," replied the knight, leaving both of them in a state of pure confusion.

"What's that supposed mean?" asked Takato, who still couldn't shake the feeling that he knew this guy from somewhere.

"You remember that little voice in the back of your head for the past 2 months, telling you when to duck or move just before something nearly hit you?" replied the knight, who was now smiling lightly towards the young man.

For Takato, that's when it clicked, how he knew the large man standing in front of him. He recognised the voice now. If he'd ignored it he would have been killed by Icedevimon and several other 'wild ones' over the past 2 months he'd been a tamer.

"But, how is that possible?" demanded Takato, who was now struggling to understand everything that was happening.

"Allow me to explain, as best I can. I still don't know how you heard me since I shouldn't be able to contact you until you're dead after all," replied the knight as he took a seat. Something told them that this discussion would have a massive impact upon them, and the rest of the tamers, not to mention the human and dig-worlds.

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AN: Okay, that's the prologue done and dusted for this fic. A cookie to anyone who figures out exactly who Takato's Zanpakuto is! I didn't recognise him at first but to those who do congrats and feel free to share (but don't spoil it for everyone else who hasn't recognised him)

Reviews are more than welcome and we'd both really appreciate your opinions on this fic and thank you!

See you guys next time!

MG Mirani