Now a bit about the author: I’m Zakuyoe (ZAH-KOO-YO-EE); a name based on the two names Takuya and Zoe. You might think that those are my favorite characters, but they aren’t. I particularly like Tommy, Takuya and Zoe, but that’s not the point. I write stories for fun, and what better way to write than to contribute fiction to a website? That’s ‘write’, I’m talking about the Digiartist’s Domain: a theater for your Digimon needs! Well, anyways, read the story.
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Written by Zakuyoe
“So you’re saying that you beat Ranamon? Again?”
“Yeah. It was like she was saved within Sakkakumon. As if Sakkakumon could reproduce the power of Ranamon. So you’re saying that…”
“Exactly. Perhaps the other Legendary Warriors are in there too, in existence or not.”
“I’m guessing that you know where you’re going?”
“Actually, I don’t. Leave me in peace while I try figuring this out.”
“Okay.”
“Hello?” rang Takuya’s voice as an uncertainty filled the room. The room brightened as Mercuremon laughed.
“Pathetic human. Why waste thy time trying to defeat you when torture hast more pain than thy pain?”
“Speak to me properly!”
“Thy must learn that torture leavest more pain than thy strength alone.”
“You mean like… rape?”
“Thou must thank thee for thy suggestion.”
“Thou must thank thee for thy… No!” mimicked Takuya, “Listen buddy, if you ever go one step near my cock, I will swear that I will…”
“Funny what you humans call it… cock, did you say?” Mercuremon chuckled as Takuya groaned.
“You are so messed up, buddy!”
“Thou must stop calling thee buddy, lest alone thy angry attitude. Why hast the time for thee to come now, hast the human given thy hope?” Mercuremon chuckled as Takuya tried to interpret the meaning. In an instant, Mercuremon teleported in front of the human, and shoved him to the ground. “Thou will learn what imprinting shall mean soon enough!” Takuya gasped as Mercuremon rubbed a finger along his underside, and soon found his Digi-Member in front of him.
“Long for a Digimon,” complimented Takuya, trying to sound happy.
“Now suck. And thou shan’t even think of biting, cause it too is a mirror.”
“Doesn’t this guys ever have no mirrors?” Takuya sucked, and found that with each suck, he found pleasure building within him. Each pleasure he gave reflected upon the mirror, giving it to him, too. Unfortunately, that’s not what he wanted.
“Now that thou knows what to suck thy member is like, how about thy show thou another?” Takuya forcefully declined, but was still forced to do it as Mercuremon stripped Takuya down to… nothing. Mercuremon then split Takuya’s ass cheeks and shoved it into him. Takuya surprisingly found no pain, as the mirrors on his Digi-Member slid right in. Except this factor, he also experienced less pleasure, which in his sense was a good thing. Takuya squirmed as much as he could as Mercuremon continued to rock in and out of him. Takuya merely whimpered as Mercuremon enjoyed the sight of torture on Takuya’s face. Takuya was saved, however, as distant footsteps were heard. Mercuremon teleported out of his area, leaving Takuya spread on his stomach, internally hurt.
The footsteps grew louder as Takuya slowly drifted into an eternal darkness, not to ever succumb in immortal happiness for some time. In fact, his self-mellowing left him unaware that a fellow friend was advancing on him. “Hello? Anyone here?” Takuya did not recognize the voice, as he was in a state or turbulence. He heard weeping before his ethereal emotions took over him…
Tommy had landed in an odd world, and immediately noticed it to be a forest of some kind. He was unaware that he was being watched, and little did he know where he was. “Where am I?”
“Thou art foolish to be thy Digidestined.”
“Mercuremon!”
“How could thy mistake thee for thy mere human Spirit. Hast thou not seen me before? I am Sakkakumon, Beast Warrior of Steel. Has thy forgotten this?”
“Well, uh…”
“Thou will be kind to thee, and shan’t it be reversed? Thy will allowest you to meet thy friend.” His world drowned into darkness as an eyeball appeared. “Lest the fact that thou hast no clue on thy friend, but thou rendered to trust me, no?” Tommy walked into the eyeball and found himself in another world.
He was in a bright room, where the sun shone bright. Perpetual life sprung from the ground as a peaceful cool breeze blew into his face. The grass was moistened at the least; Tommy removed his shoes and sole socks to feel the moisture from the meadow. The harmony from this land was much unlike the preceding land, where he was in a barren land, with the ground so rich yet deserted. This land was very fruitful, lest the other sterile.
But yet as all this had met him at his first impression, an emotion ran through his spine: an emotion of purest cold, eternal hatred, and great sorrow. He turned vividly to find the source, but everywhere he turned was spurting life. The lake ahead was so pure, so clean, that one could drink straight from it. The sky was cleared of clouds, and birds were chirping everywhere. Now where could all that hatred, all that sorrows extend from?
And then he found it: a lone figure, sprawled on the ground, sobbing from pain. His clothes had been stripped off and thrown into a pile, and was evidently undergoing emotion distress. Tommy ran to the figure and gasped at his friend. “Takuya?” he stammered. He cried as he put his head on Takuya’s bare back, hoping that he was not emotionally distraught.
He was.
Takuya woke up from the surreal dream, unaware that Tommy had arrived to help his pain. He got up immediately, Tommy’s head smashing to the ground. Tommy got up in surprise as Takuya grabbed his clothes and redressed himself. There was no pain in his clouded mind, and he needed not to think. It was almost like he was in no control of himself, a missing consciousness to live through. Tommy wondered in fear on what Takuya was experiencing. “What’s wrong Takuya?” asked the boy. Takuya made no reply. He walked up to the lake.
“This is what I get for being the leader: responsibility and disrespect.” He stood in silence before falling headfirst into the lake.
“Takuya, no!” Tommy grabbed his D-Tector. “Execute Sprit Evolution… Kumamon!” The Digimon dived into the water, connecting himself to the shore. He grabbed the plummeting Takuya and retracted his ice, causing him to return to shore. Takuya lay on the beach as the presence of hate resounded in Tommy’s ears. “Leave him alone!” There was a mischievous laugh as the figure of Myotismon appeared.
“I’m surprised you recognized me, young Kumamon. Unfortunately, I still live inside of this boy, as you might remember…” Tommy gasped as the memory at the Tanemon Village resounded into his mind…
FLASHBACK
Takuya stirred in his sleep, and with a sudden motion, he got up. Tommy awoke from his movements, and found the time to be midnight. “Something wrong, Takuya?” he asked. He noticed an expressionless stare on Takuya’s face. He continued to stare, as suddenly Takuya got up. Tommy noticed that he had slept with only his boxers on. He lay beside Tommy and cuddled to him.
“I am c-cold.”
“Don’t worry,” Tommy reassured, “I’ll keep you warm.” He hugged Takuya as he stopped shivering. Suddenly he found Takuya under his shirt. If he’s that cold, Tommy thought. But as he told himself that, he felt a sensation on his chest. He’s licking my chest, Tommy figured. “Not now, Takuya. I’m too tired.” He put his head to the pillow and tried to sleep, but kept reawaking by the good sensations. About ten minutes later, he found Takuya’s cock in his face.
“Suck it,” Takuya instructed darkly.
“Please,” pleaded Tommy, “I’m tired.”
“SUCK IT!” Takuya threatened. Tommy complied, noticing that he still wore a blank expression.
Tommy sucked Takuya’s cock unwillingly as one o’ clock struck. Tommy did as he was told, still trying to figure to figure out why Takuya was raping him. Tears rolled down his cheeks as Takuya entered his ass. He rocked in and out of him, and cummed all over Tommy’s ass, as two o’ clock came.
“Huh?” he asked, “what am I doing naked on the same bed as you?” Tommy made no response, tears still strolling down his cheeks. “Are you okay?” Tommy shook his head as Takuya looked down at his still hard cock. “Oh my god! Did I rape you?”
Tommy stared into Takuya’s face, which was back to its concerned look, as oppose to the blank one. Takuya just continued sobbing as Takuya stayed on his bed, trying to apologize and cheer him up for the remainder of the morning.
END FLASHBACK
“So it was you along! You were controlling Takuya that one night when he raped me… So it was really you who raped me!”
“Precisely.” Myotismon looked at his Digimon form, “Unfortunately I no longer possess that power unless he is in extreme despair, which was Mercuremon’s plan to begin with: raping him.”
“So you’re using us as your toys!”
“Yes, but there’s one glitch our plan. You see, Mercuremon’s plan required the real me so I could turn Takuya to our side. However…”
FLASHBACK
“Grisly Wing!” The attack of Myotismon brought MagnaAngemon off guard, sending him to In-training form.
“Alas, this battle shall pass quick. Crimson Lightning!” The two whips sent Garudamon and MegaKabuterimon to their in-training forms.
“No!” yelled ExVeemon before he too was turned into a rookie.
“Watch it!” yelled Taomon before Piedmon appeared behind her and struck a sword at her, causing her to become Renamon again.
“Wait!” yelled Growlmon before Mercuremon appeared and squashed his head with his two mirrors, and replacing Growlmon was Guilmon.
“They’re winning!” yelled Zephyrmon as she got up from her fall. “Lobomon, WarGreymon, help!”
“Coming!” yelled Lobomon as WarGreymon followed.
“Nah, you need fun! Puppeteer Stings!”
“What? Terra Force!”
“Watch it!” WarGreymon hit Lobomon he became human.
“Let go of me!”
“Me want a playmate!”
“Dragon Tornado!” The attack cut of Puppetmon’s strings as he cut through Myotismon. Myotismon fell to the ground as his fractal code appeared.
“Zephyrmon Slide Evolution! Kazemon!”
“This hast be the last of thy losses,” muttered Mercuremon as Kazemon revealed her D-Tector.
“This marks the end of your reign, Myotismon,” said Zephyrmon, “Fractal Code… Digitize!”
END FLASHBACK
“I was destroyed in reality by that pathetic WarGreymon. Now I am merely a figure saved within Sakkakumon. I will not rest to find my Digital Code.” The Digimon vanished into thin air as Takuya awoke. His mind was cleared once more, and only the remembrance of being raped resounded in his mind.
“Mercuremon will pay for this…” The two exited through an eyeball, and found themselves outside the odd Digimon.
“Quarto Bono (my Italian isn’t al that great, so excuse the spelling)!” she yelled as they came down, “At last more friends!” Bokomon looked at the Digimon.
“So now with you two, me and Koji out of Sakkakumon…” began Zoe.
“Not to mention that odd kid that Koji brought with him…”
“Huh? What odd kid? Bokomon, you have to tell us this stuff!”
“It was another kid. Oddly, it looked a whole lot like Koji.” Zoe gasped.
“Kouchi.”
It’s another end to another chapter, unfortunately. What is started must end, like the saying goes. The flashbacks are word for word, so look them up if you want to:
Chapter 6: Herbal Chaos
Chapter 33: A Fallen Angel Must Fall
And that’s where I got them. So long, Digi Fans, or at least until I write again!”
Zakuyoe
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