Worlds in War Series
Chapter 1
Lemon & Story by Renamon Fan (renamon_fan@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer:
First of, I don't own Digimon. And neither does WD, no matter how
much he whines about it. It's TOEI, we know it, Akiyoshi TOLD WD
that, and so, we abide by A.H.'s instructions. We also don't own
Final Fantasy. That's Squaresoft's prime source of income.
An element of interest before I write this: if you don't like
Digimon, Final Fantasy, fanfics that include sex in them (lemons)
or think that the Digital World is like the Wired, don't go on.
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Freya walked as fast as she could, crossing the plains of
Burmecia as rain plummeted all around her; dropping visibility sharply.
The only thing that allowed her to see anything at all was her
wide-winged Dragoon hat, but the steady streams of water that ran down
her tough leather armor into her clothes was annoying her to no end.
Still, her scouting mission had been accomplished. She had seen
none of the reported Mist Monsters in the two days she had been in the
Wild, and frankly, she couldn't believe those would still be around
after 4 years missing.
She padded down a slight slope that took her nearer to her
destination. Even a day's walk ahead of her had revealed the far off
mountain range where Burmecia lay. That is, unless the damn weather
decided it was time for a storm.
So now, instead of walking home she was searching for a place
to wait out the storm.
Luck was with her this time, and soon after reaching the base
of the slope she found a small cave, barely big enough for two people
and a small fire. More than enough for her and a big fire.
Freya walked into the cave and started rummaging around for dry
grass and wood, she still carried a little coal left from the two
nights she had planned to spend outside. Today she had been hoping to
reach an Inn that stood a few hours walk ahead of her, but the rain
had stopped her advance, leaving her with little enough to at least
keep herself a little warm, although drying her cloak would take time.
Soon enough she had a steady small flame, and she started
adding the pieces of coal around the burning grass and blew softly.
The coal would take a little time to grow hot, but it would be worth
it.
Sighing, she sat back against the wall of the small cave,
shifting a little uncomfortably until her back found a good position
to rest against the cold rock surface. She looked out into the rain
and her mind drifted into memories of old times.
- o -
"Look over there." Zidane muttered, pointing to an area to
her left.
Freya turned around, and joined Zidane, Fratley and Dagger
as they stared at the Lifa Tree.
Mist poured out of it, even as it collapsed slowly, hundreds
of flying creatures of various descriptions -Mist monsters- flapped
around it, crying out in desperation. With the destruction of the
Lifa Tree, there wouldn't be any more of the sustaining Mist they
thrived on.
"We have to make sure the Lifa is completely buried." Fratley
announced.
Freya still didn't know what to think of him. Sure, he had
'helped' them in the last battle, but he wasn't the same as before,
and he hadn't recovered his memory, only a few memories of previous
battles and a sense that Freya was an old comrade, nothing more.
She kept her thoughts to herself, though. This was not the
time to fret on the past. "I agree, Zidane, the monsters will become
less and less of a threat with the Tree gone, and they will die
eventually. But for that to happen, we *have* to be sure the Lifa is
destroyed completely."
Dagger looked up at her lover, who had jumped into a higher
position in the cliff they were climbing, and was now hanging
precariously with only the support of his tail curled up on a small
branch. "Zidane?"
"Let's go, the sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave
all of this behind." Zidane muttered.
- o -
Freya jumped, startled, when lightning flashed outside the
cave, and the sound waves from the subsequent thunder rolled into
the her hideout. Old memories were not a good idea. She had very
few of those she was actually fond of.
She wrinkled her mousy snout when the drizzling rain found it's
way to the entrance of her cave. She then remembered the fire. Cursing,
she jumped towards the small fire and sighed in relief when she saw
it was still burning. The coal was starting to get white on the edges,
and soon it would be a healthy glowing red.
Freya sat back and looked at the rain again. From time to
time a few small lightning-bolts would light the immediate area, and
she could make out a few landmarks.
She then tensed and sat up, looking steadily into the night.
Another lightning bolt. Yet, why did it bother her? The next
lightning shone in the plains before her, and she understood.
Lightning came down from the sky, not from side to side, or
from the ground to the darkened heavens. Snarling, mostly at herself
for ignoring such an obvious thing, she snatched her Dragon's Hair
and pulled her cloak and hat, quickly putting them on, still wet as
they were.
After covering the fire from possible drenching with the
worsening rain -done by pilling whatever rocks were available in the
side that faced the entrance to the cave- she quickly ran towards
the flashes of light, hoping that whatever was happening, she could
either stop or help the side she chose to aid as much as she could.
Running as fast as she could, Freya reached the scene of
battle. But there was something strange...
There were three warriors, a Knight with a long cape and a
very large lance, he had a shield with an emblem she wasn't familiar
with; it had three triangles points up, forming a bigger one, with
another, red triangle pointing down.
The next warrior seemed to be made of machines, a very large
being with tubes on his shoulders, seemingly a part of his green
armor, that ended with painted faces on the front.
The last of them was a woman, she was dressed in golden armor,
and held a long staff with golden rings on it. She wore a fox-like
golden mask over her face.
The three of them were fighting desperately against... a
thing. It didn't have a definite shape, sometimes it looked like
a dragon made completely of blackness, then it shifted into a
man-like creature with wings and claws... the most scary thing was
that it just seemed to be a silhouette, not a tangible thing.
But the weirdest thing of all, was that the battle seemed
as if she were watching ghosts. She could see them move and fight,
going through a tree next to them as if it wasn't there, a tree
that seemed real to Freya, but seemingly invisible to the fighters.
It seemed as if they weren't there and she was just having
a vision of some sort. Ghosts of another time... suddenly, the woman
in armor looked straight at her, and slashed with her weapon, yelling
something she couldn't hear.
The weapon went through her as if there was nothing there.
The woman stared at Freya for a moment, then avoided a sudden slash
from the creature.
Freya frowned. The creature was unaffected by their attacks,
they passed through it as that slashed had missed her.
The fighters ignored her, concentrating on the creature. A
sudden movement caught Freya's eyes. A very young human girl,
accompanied by a small rabbit-like creature with spikes on it's
forehead had stepped into battle.
"Get out of there!!" Freya shouted, a sudden, painful flash
of the deaths of so many young Burmecians during the war making her
guts cringe. However, the girl couldn't hear, as she herself couldn't
hear what was happening.
Before her amazed eyes, the little creature flashed in light,
and it's skin seemed to be ripped off, leaving only a glowing green
mesh with the creature's form. Then, the mesh flashed in a white light,
growing bigger as new fur seemed to cover it.
The result; a giant bunny that attacked the silhouette creature.
Their enemy hadn't been losing it's time. As soon as it
noticed the young girl, it turned into a humanoid form with no feet,
and it wobbled as if it were made of some kind of gelatin.
Freya had a sudden sense of dread and ran towards the young
girl, just as the green-armored-giant turned to run towards the
youngling as well.
- o -
Henry noticed Lopmon Digivolving, and if he was there...
"Oh gods.." he groaned. "Suzy!"
Noticing the sudden change in form of their enemy. (They
hadn't found it in the Digimon files of their D-Arcs, so it was
most probably something like the D-reaper) He tried to cover his
small sister just as one of the creature's arms turned into a spike
and flew towards her.
He felt cold, and things seemed to be going in slow motion.
He was almost there... his arm extended, trying to grab the
spike, and, horribly going through it as if it didn't exist. He
knew, though, that it would be terribly real to his sister. "Suzy!!"
Henry yelled at the top of his longs, closing his eyes as tears
ran down.
He heard Takato gasp, and Rika's scream of surprise. Opening
his eyes, he stared as the other, smaller, ghost they had seen, the
one that actually looked like a Digimon, held the spike down
defiantly with a strange lance. Suzy was behind it. And safe.
- o -
Understanding lighted Freya's eyes. She heard the creature
scream just in front of her as the 'Ghosts' stared. This horrible
thing was in her own world, and somehow it was capable of attacking
the other warriors.
She had chosen a side now. Whatever creature that tried to
kill a child in cold blood was not on her side.
Slashing the spike with the tip of her Dragon Whisker, she
prepared herself to fight, glaring at the monster from under her hood.
The creature had noticed her, and seemed a little reluctant
to fight her. It began to simmer, just as she jumped. Suddenly, it
took the form of a Behemoth. Freya, already falling down on it, braced
herself as it lifted a huge arm and batted her away, and into darkness.
- o -
Everyone watched the helping ghost jump into the sky, twirling
it's lance as it fell, ready to impale the monster.
Dukemon and the others stared, with a little hope at the
fight, until the monster changed form again, too fast and suddenly for
their unknown friend, and batted it away and against the ground, where
it lay in a small heap.
The Behemoth turned its attention on them.
"Guys, we have to stop this thing somehow!" Takato yelled from
inside Dukemon, their voices mixing.
"What the hell do you think we've been trying to do, you
idiot?!" Rika shouted back.
"I don't know if we can," was Henry's reply from inside
Saint Gargomon.
The creature advanced at them, changing it's form again, into
a warrior clad in black, holding a long sword in it's right hand.
"No more games." A cavernous voice said. And they understood
it came from the creature. "I was having enough fun, but now, I will
destroy you and your world."
"We'll see about that!" Sakuyamon shouted, and jumped at it,
swinging her staff.
- o -
Sakuyamon's shout waked Freya. She looked up with blurry eyes
in time to see the armored woman's attack being blocked by the silhouette
warrior.
Sakuyamon gasped. She had been able to touch it, how...
"I see, this is how it works..." The creature growled, and, in
a movement to fast to follow, slashed with its sword.
For a moment, no-one moved, Sakuyamon and the others stared
at the creature wondering what it had done, until Sakuyamon heard Rika's
voice inside her.
"Sa... k..."
"Rika!" Sakuyamon shouted as light enveloped her. The next
moment, Renamon was holding the young girl in her arms, as blood
stained faster and faster her heart-marked t-shirt. "Rika!!!" Renamon
shouted again, shaking the girl a little.
Rika smiled at her. "Rena... I'll... m-miss... y..."
"Rika?" Renamon asked, noticing that the blood was coming out
of the breast wound in less quantities. "Rika!" She groaned again,
shaking her a little, then harder. "Rika!"
"Oh... god..." Takato forced out. He was pale. "She... she'll
be fine... she'll be fine... right, Henry?" He turned around, looking
for Henry.
The silhouette warrior stood behind Saint Gargomon. Both frozen,
Henry in a punch, the warrior with it's sword arm extended.
Takato heard Henry's voice. "I'm... sorry Takato... take care
of Suzy... for me..."
"It's your turn now, Knight." The warrior called, striking the
air unconsciously, as if to rid his sword from blood.
"Damn you!!" Takato shouted.
Dukemon stood still for a moment, grasping his shield and
holding his short spear with so much force the handle creaked.
Saint Gargomon's sudden flash set the trigger.
Dukemon uncoiled, shooting at tremendous speed towards his
enemy, ignoring Terriermon's heart-broke cry, and Suzy's pleading
shouts.
Their weapons crossed, the lance was batted to the side with
the flat side of the blade, opening his defense, but Dukemon smashed
his shield in the face of the warrior, making him stagger back. The
building behind him, abandoned soon after the fight, shattered as
the force behind the Mega's punch slammed the creature against it.
The warrior seemed to laugh aloud. And flew towards Dukemon.
The Digimon raised his shield to block, but the strike flew past the
shield, and inside, Takato cried out as a slash appeared on his arm.
"Puchy Twister!!" Terriermon shouted, slamming into the
silhouette's chest without effect.
Without even looking at the Digimon, the warrior backhanded
it into the ground, where Terriermon started to turn into Digidust.
"Yah!" Dukemon tried again to attack the monster, but again,
it dodged, and this time ran his sword through Takato's shoulder.
Takato cried out, and Dukemon flashed. For a frightful moment,
Guilmon looked down at Takato, expecting him to be dead, but the
boy smiled at him encouragingly.
Renamon had cradled Rika in her arms, ignoring the rest of
of the world. "You have to help them," a female voice said, next
to her. "we may be able to do something for your friend, but we have
to stop that monster first!"
The fox Digimon looked up at the 'ghost' that had tried to
help them. "What do you mean?!" She demanded through her tears.
"I may be able to help with a Phoenix Down, but the monster
will kill her as soon as it sees she's alive!" Freya said.
Renamon looked around, noticing the dead Henry and
disappeared Lopmon and Terriermon. Suzy was still alive, crying
beside her brother.
Guilmon was standing over an injured Takato.
"We'll Digivolve again, Guilmon!" Takato shouted, bringing
up his D-Arc.
The warrior above them pointed down with his sword, and it
slowly elongated into a lance.
"TAKATO! WATCH OUT!" Renamon shouted, the boy looked up
in time to see the lance run through Guilmon, turning him into
Digidust. "Guil..." he then noticed the lance in his stomach.
Pain exploded inside him, making him lose consciousness,
and soon he too, was dead.
"TAKATO!!" Renamon shouted. She put Rika carefully down.
"You will die, monster!!" the fox Digimon threatened the
silhouette, who just laughed.
She was about to jump, when a hand on her shoulder stopped
her. "I will help you." Freya announced.
Renamon nodded, noticing the anger she had for the monster.
"Koyosetsu!"
"Dragon's Breath!"
Both attacks landed on the warrior and it stepped back,
surprised. "I'll take care of you two..." he growled.
Renamon and Freya jumped at him as he changed yet again,
and still simmering, batted them.
They didn't land anywhere he could see. "They must have
been sent back to that rat's dimension..." the monster mused
aloud. "I will just have to find it again."
"But now... this world is mine!" the monster roared.
Suzy stood up from her brother's side and started running,
trying to escape the darkness that slowly swept through the world.
- o -
The rain woke her up.
Renamon didn't know where she was. She was standing in a
plain, and a storm was raging on, the rain wasn't giving up.
She looked around, and noticed the rat-girl that had
tried helping her, lying unconscious a few feet away.
Favoring her left leg, she slowly made her way to her,
ignoring the rain, and trying not to think of what had happened.
Picking her up, Renamon looked around for shelter. A little
far away, she could make out a small light.
- o -
"Well, this is nice." Freya groaned sarcastically looking
up and up and up the vine covered tunnel she and Fratley had fallen
into.
Fratley also groaned as he stood up. "Freya?" he asked.
"Here." She answered, trying to push herself up a little using
one of the various vines to no avail.
"Where are we? This isn't Burmecia..." Fratley asked again.
"This isn't the time for jokes, Fratley," Freya warned,
glaring at him. Then she noticed he wasn't smiling, and actually
looked confused.
"Fratley... what... is the last thing you remember?"
"I... was about to leave Burmecia for a mission..." he stopped
when she jumped and hugged him. "Freya?"
Freya didn't look up, rather, she leaned her head on his breast
and sighed. "If I'd known that a hit to the head was all you needed..."
Fratley didn't understand the joke, but when her few chuckles
turned into tears he held her close. "What's wrong, Freya?" he asked
softly. Not at all like the Dragoon he had turned into, Freya mused.
Freya stood up and cleaned her tears with the back if her
sleeve. And then she started telling him.
When she was finished, Fratley was completely stunned. "I...
I've lost so much time... I should've been here for you, but..." he
walked up to her and hugged her. "I'm so sorry, Freya."
Freya looked at him with a smile. "You are back, and that's
what's important." With that, she kissed him.
She stepped back and took her hat off. "I don't know how
much time we have before Zidane and Princess Garnet come to get us.
So let's make haste."
Fratley was about to ask what she meant when she tackled him
down and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Freya?"
She silenced him with a kiss, and a hand that slid down to his
sheath, stroking it softly, as the other started unbuttoning his
trousers.
Fratley soon got into it, returning the kiss and helping her
with her own clothes.
When both were naked, Freya kissed him again, pressing her
body against his. Fratley answered the kiss eagerly, and Freya could
feel the point of his penis starting to emerge from the sheath.
Giving him a playful kiss in the nose, she knelt in front of
him and started massaging the sheath. She could already see the soft
pink point just above the ball sack. She gave it a lick, then another
and continued on until it was completely out.
She then took it all into her mouth and worked on it, sucking
and licking for a few minutes, enjoying Fratley's groans of pleasure.
After a short pause, she stood up and leaned against a giant
root, moving her tail invitingly. "Some on, Sir Fratley, we won't have
much time before Zidane and the others come looking for us..."
Fratley nodded eagerly and walked behind her, guiding his hard
cock slowly into her pussy, when it was completely in he started
pumping in and out, doggy style.
It wasn't long before Fratley gave in, groaning in ecstasy as
he came deep inside her, with a last forceful stroke. Freya also lost
herself in orgasm when she felt the hot cum driving into her with the
force of Fratley's ejaculation.
"Freya!?" Zidane called from the other side of the wall she
was leaning on.
"Zidane!" Freya gasped as Fratley slid out of her and ran to
get their clothes.
"Freya! The Tree is collapsing!" Garnet shouted from the other
side.
"What?!" Both Fratley and Freya exclaimed, as they got
dressed as fast as they could.
They could start feeling the tremors as the ground shook.
"Dagger! we can't get out of here!" Freya shouted through the wall.
"The roots closed after we fell through the hole!"
"We'll bring it down with our combined attacks!" Zidane
shouted back as pieces of earth from around them started cracking.
At that moment the roots above them became brown as they dried
up at an amazing speed. A large trunk broke down and fell over the two
lovers.
"Freya! Look out!" Fratley shouted, pushing her out of the way.
She had only time to see him getting smashed by the trunk,
before her head hit the wall and everything became dark.
"Fratley..." she whispered to the darkness.
- o -
"Rika..." Renamon echoed Freya's whisper.
She was seated as close to the fire as she could get, trying
to get her soaked fur to dry a little, and at the same time watching
over the rat-girl that had helped her out in their battle with that...
thing.
Still, even if she had helped, Renamon didn't know much about
this girl to actually trust her, maybe she had been responsible of that
creature appearing.
In any case, she had at least seemed interested in helping her,
to which Renamon was grateful, even if things hadn't worked out... an
image of Rika came to her mind again, and Renamon concentrated on the
rat girl.
She seemed young, that much the Digimon could tell, having
removed the Dragoon's hat and coat, and the girl had moaned and
started calling for some guy Fratley while she was unconscious.
Afterwards, the moaning had become quite obvious and the
Digimon could well imagine what was happening in her mind.
She noticed the girl was starting to move again, and this time
she opened her eyes.
She seemed to ignore everything and stared at the flames,
passion burning in her eyes.
"Fratley..." Freya whispered.
Suddenly, her situation, and that she was not alone seemed to
take her by surprise, jumping up, in a movement too sudden and fast for
Renamon to follow, the Dragoon was back against the wall, her lance in
hand.
"Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" Then, looking at the
fox like creature, she remember the last fight.
A little sheepish, she lay down the weapon. "Oh... sorry..."
Renamon shook her head, She had been surprised by the speed
with which the warrior had reacted. Not that she couldn't match it,
but still...
"Don't worry," Renamon muttered. "But what are we going to do?"
Freya pondered on that. "Well first we should introduce
ourselves, my name's Freya Crescent." The mouse-girl extended her hand,
which Renamon took and shook, familiar with the gesture after watching
humans.
"Renamon." She said. "Tell me... had you seen that monster we
fought today before?"
Freya sighed. "No... I got to the battle because from here I
could see flashes and explosions, when I got there, the creature did
that... teleportation thing and this happened."
Renamon clenched her hands in fury. "I'll have to find that
thing! I have to avenge Rika and the others." She didn't shout, but
her voice was quivering with anger. "I will never forget Rika's death!"
she whispered fiercely, trying to fight back tears with her will
alone. "I won't ever forgive that creature!"
"To be forgotten... is a worse fate than death..." Freya
whispered.
Renamon caught it and looked up to see Freya hugging herself.
"I know what you feel..." Freya said. "I lost my nation, my
people ...my love... once... and you can never forget." she was
fighting back her own tears.
Renamon, in a moment of sympathy, hugged the crying girl close,
and after a moment, Freya hugged her back.
Careful, Freya pressed herself against Renamon, and the
Digimon could feel her breasts pressing against her own.
Renamon looked at Freya's eyes. The Burmecian was looking at
her in doubt and pleadingly, throwing all her passion in a look of
lustful need to cleanse her spirit of old and new pains.
In that look, Renamon herself was reflected, having lost
everything she held dear to her, in Freya she found a kindred spirit
and a guide, someone who had gone through what she had suffered, in a
way, and carried on with her life. Not forgetting, but also not
getting stopped by that.
Renamon closed the gap between their mouths with a soft kiss,
that turned more passionate as Freya closed her eyes and gave in,
opening her mouth to eagerly accept Renamon's tongue in her mouth and
beginning a struggle/caress inside her.
Renamon's hands quickly went to unclasping the buttons of
Freya's shirt as the mouse-girl quickly helped her out, and stepped
out of her trousers.
Renamon admired Freya's battle-hardened body, which hadn't lost
at all her female attributes, rather, the slick figure with well marked
muscles and firm breasts only appealed to her much more.
Freya soon found Renamon's breasts, and she started suckling
the Digimon's left nipple, while she grabbed the other breast,
squeezing it gently with one hand, while the other grabbed Renamon's
firm butt.
Renamon moaned and slowly caressed Freya's hair. She was
starting to get pretty wet, and while Freya still suckled, she let
her left hand slide between her thighs and she started masturbating.
Freya, seeing this got up and kissed Renamon, before kneeling
and, taking Renamon's fingers out from her pussy, she smiled at her,
before leaking Rena's juices from her fingers.
Renamon, getting the idea, laid back on the sand and spread
her legs for Freya to see. The Dragoon stared at the perfectly pink
pussy lips and leaning in, she started licking slowly, getting her
tongue in and out of Rena's pussy, and paying attention to the
Digimon's clit.
Renamon started moaning and twisted so that she was lying
between Freya's legs, and she had clear access to the mouse's own
pussy, which she also started licking.
They 69 for a few minutes, getting their faces soaked in
the love juices of each other, before Freya turned around and lay
over Renamon. They kissed, tasting themselves in the other's playful
tongue.
While they kissed and pressed their bodies closer, Freya used
her tail to slowly penetrate Renamon, who opened her eyes wide and
gasped in pleasure as more and more went inside her. Her hand went
automatically to Freya's pussy and she started fingering the Dragoon.
Both were soon gasping and kissing each other, fondling their
breasts and biting the nipples with heart-felt passion.
They had found in each other something they thought lost
forever, Renamon thought as the first twitches of a climax started
shaking her, she grasped Freya closer feeling the other also cumming
and coating her hand with cum.
Freya felt Renamon cumming, and she shuddered as she also let
herself lose, feeling her tail completely wet, drenched in fox juices.
She gasped as the strongest orgasm in her life shook her. She
collapsed over Renamon, kissing her full in the lips and resting her
head in the Digimon's breasts, panting.
She heard Renamon clearly enough though, before exhaustation
took her into new dreams.
"Love." Renamon had whispered.
-o-o-o-
The end of first chapter!!
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