Najicablitz

Digimon Ch 73

In the cluttered, makeshift lab of Dr. Samuel Sterns, a palpable tension hung thick in the air, mingling with the scent of chemicals and ozone. Bruce Banner, his brow creased with a mixture of hope and anxiety, sat across from Betty Ross, his longtime confidante and the unwavering beacon of humanity in his turbulent life. Sterns, a whirlwind of nervous energy barely contained within his lab coat, paced before them, his fingers twitching as he replayed data in his mind. The air practically cra...

Digimon Ch 72

A couple of days creep by, filled with dodging Gwen's calls and spending my days training with the Digimon. I needed to level up faster, especially with that Royal Knight lurking around somewhere. Also, it was important to find out who attacked Jessica.

The morning sun streams through my grimy window, illuminating the chaos of my apartment. Breakfast is a free-for-all. I'm trying to shove down some cereal, but it's a losing battle against the Digimon.

"Hey, that's my Lucky Charm!"...

Digimon Ch 71

Digmon doesn't waste a moment. He slams his drill-covered hands into the ground, unleashing his signature move: Big Crack. The earth beneath us fissures, creating a chasm that threatens to swallow us whole. Gwen and I scramble back, barely avoiding falling into the abyss.

"Gatomon, BlackGatomon, watch out!" I shout, but it's too late. They are already launching themselves at Digmon, their claws extended, ready to strike. But Digmon is too fast. He spins his nose drill a...

Digimon Ch 70

We advance slowly, my hand never leaving Gwen's. The place is a labyrinth of tunnels and makeshift rooms, each one filled with more strange objects and discarded technology than the last. I can practically feel Drimogemon's personality stamped all over this place. It’s quirky, resourceful, and a little bit unhinged.

"Alright, people, keep your eyes peeled," I say, my voice echoing slightly in the cavern. "This place is a maze. We need to stick together and watch each other's backs. I ...

Digimon Ch 69

"Gatomon, BlackGatomon, Agumon, Gabumon—take him down!" I shout, pointing at Drimogemon. There’s no time to waste. The people here are in danger, and this thing is blocking our only exit.

"Right!" Gatomon and BlackGatomon reply in unison, their eyes narrowing in determination.

"Let's go, Brother!" Agumon says, nodding at Gabumon. They’re ready.

I can’t fight this thing and protect the survivors at the same time. We need to leave.

"Alright, everyone, this way!" ...

Digimon Ch 68

I groan, my head throbbing like a drum solo. Disorientation pulls me under. The world swims back into focus, but it's tilted at a weird angle. The train car is flipped on its side, the ceiling now a mangled floor. Bodies are everywhere, sprawled amidst the wreckage. I can't tell if they're alive or… not.

Panic flares in my chest. Gotta get my bearings.

I blink, trying to clear the fog. My arms feel heavy, weighed down. I look down and see Gwen cradled in my embrace, her eyes clo...

Digimon Ch 67

I stroll to Washington Square Park, the designated hangout spot. The familiar arch looms ahead, a meeting point for artists, students, and tourists alike. The fountain gurgles merrily, a sound oddly comforting in the midst of the city's constant hum.

Gwen is already there, perched on the edge of the fountain, sketching in a notebook. She smiles when she sees me, a flash of brightness that makes the world a little less bleak.

"Hey, Ethan! Glad you could make it."

"Wouldn't mi...

Digimon Ch 66

Days pass in a haze of training, planning, and enough takeout to make Olivia raise an eyebrow even further. I figure I can't just sit around waiting for the next supervillain to pop up; I need to get stronger, smarter, and generally less likely to get my butt kicked.

Right now, that means sparring. Good thing the Digi-Home keeps leveling up. This arena I got from one of the supply boxes is clutch. I can simulate any environment in here, which makes training way more fun. I've got Gatomo...

Digimon Ch 65

The scene exploded in a maelstrom of chaos on the serene grounds of Culver University. General Ross, his face a mask of grim determination, barked orders as a phalanx of soldiers advanced, their weapons trained on the emerald behemoth that was once Bruce Banner. The Hulk, towering over the collegiate architecture, roared in defiance, a primal sound that echoed across the campus, shattering the illusion of academic tranquility.

Amidst the chaos, a lone figure stood out – Emil Blonsky. ...

Digimon Ch 64

-Ethan-

At that moment, all I could think about was getting to Jessica. Olivia’s words echoed in my head as I bolted out of the apartment building, my mind racing with a thousand what-ifs.

I flagged down a cab, my fingers drumming impatiently on my knee as we sped through the city streets. Each red light felt like an eternity, each delay a personal affront. Finally, we reached the hospital. I threw some bills at the driver and dashed inside.

The sterile smell of antiseptic...

Digimon Ch 63

The sterile, white walls of Fury's office offered no comfort. Coulson stood ramrod straight, his gaze fixed on the man behind the imposing desk. Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD, was a figure etched in shadows and secrets. His dark trench coat swallowed his frame, a stark contrast to the meticulously organized chaos of his desk. A black eye patch covered his left eye, a permanent reminder of battles fought and prices paid. The lines etched into his face were a map of countless sleepless nights, ...

Digimon Ch 62

I don't wait for Seadramon to recover. This thing needs to learn who's boss. Even if it is an aquatic animal, I am here to make it feel some pain.

I launch myself forward, electricity crackling across my fists. Each step I take is deliberate. Each punch is powerful.

"Thunder Fist!"

My fist connects with Seadramon's face, and I feel the satisfying crunch of bone and scale. The electrical surge courses through the serpent's body, and it convulses violently. Blue sparks dance a...

Digimon Ch 61

Ice spreads across the deck, encasing everything in a crystalline prison. SHIELD agents scramble for cover, their weapons useless against the champion-level Digimon. I can hear their shouts of panic, the crunch of boots on ice, and the creaking of the ship as it groans under the strain.

"Incoming!" someone yells.

A second Ice Blast slams into the ship, breaching the hull. A torrent of freezing water erupts from the hole, flooding the lower decks. The ship lists dangerously to one ...

Digimon Ch 60

Coulson watches the Betamon disappear beneath the waves. His expression is hard to read, but I can tell he's trying to process everything he just witnessed.

"What kind of Digimon were those?" he asks, his voice tight.

"Those were Betamon," I answer. "Rookie level, Amphibian type. Not much for fighting, but they're good at scouting."

"And you're sure this will work?" Coulson asks, his eyes scanning the horizon.

"Pretty sure," I say, leaning against the railing....

Digimon Ch 59

I follow Coulson deeper into the ship, and it's like stepping into a sci-fi movie set. The control room is a whirlwind of blinking lights, holographic displays, and agents barking orders into headsets. It's way more intense than any LAN party I've ever been to.

The SHIELD agents eye me as I walk past. Curiosity is written all over their faces. I can practically hear their thoughts: Who's the kid? Where'd he get the bird?

I ignore them, focusing on Coulson as he leads me t...

Poll: Gwen's Digimon Partner

Biyomon:

Herissmon:

Renamon:

Shortmon:

Shoemon:

Digimon Ch 58

I'm well rested after that Hulk incident. Now, MailBirdramon and I are soaring over the endless blue of the Pacific. The Digivice is pinging like crazy, tracking the last Rogue Digimon from the mission.

"Anything on that radar of yours, MailBirdramon?"

"Nothing besides water, which is a lot of nothing, if you ask me," MailBirdramon says. "Are you sure about this location?"

"The Digivice is never wrong."

I gotta figure out how to deal with this thing. Ocean-based Digimo...

Digimon Ch 57

-Coulson-

I assess the scene. Total chaos. A building looks like it went a few rounds with a heavyweight champ. I stroll through the debris, Agent May at my side, Ward a step behind.

"Report," I say.

Ward steps forward, notepad in hand. "Sir, eyewitnesses report a large green creature, presumed to be the Hulk, engaged in combat with multiple entities. Some described as…monstrous. Others, well, giant lizards, sir."

"Lizards?" I ask.

"That's the gist, sir. Also, ...

Digimon Ch 56

As the green giant bounded away, I knew we had to find Gekomon. It was bad enough that we had to fight the Hulk. But, if it wasn't for that dumb frog and his stupid ability to annoy him. We wouldn't have to fight him. DarkTyrannomon and Minotarumon faded into data, their time borrowed from the Digi-Memories up. Now, it was payback time.

"Alright, everyone," I said, forcing myself to stand up straight, "let us get Gekomon, so he can get what he deserves."

Gatomon and BlackGatomon n...

Poll: Digi Destined

Who would you like to see become the DigiDestined in the Digimon Fanfic? I have already set Ethan, Gwen, and Jessica to be part of the DigiDestined. The top five will be considered

Multiple choice.

Digimon Ch 55

"Alright, everyone," I shout over the din, "remember the plan! We need to calm him down, not make him angrier! No overkill!"

DarkTyrannomon roars, charging forward. His claws rip through the air. "Dark Nail!"

Minotarumon follows, his Demon Arm raised high. The mechanized limb glows with a menacing energy.

"Earthquake Drill!" he bellows, slamming the arm into the street.

The street shakes, but Hulk just stands there. He is not impressed.

DarkTyrannomon slashes at ...

Digimon Ch 54

This just became a level 10 emergency.

Gekomon, the little idiot, uses the chaos and breaks free. He makes a break for it, disappearing down a side street as the Hulk's roar intensifies. I swear I will find that frog dude and make him pay for this.

Think, Ethan, think! I can't fight the Hulk, not now. I have to get us out of here.

"Behemoth, now!" I shout, slamming my hand on my Digivice.

With a flash of dark energy, Behemoth materializes beside me, its engine rumbling...

Poll: Pokemon Fanfic World

Since the most votes are selling in a specific world, which world will be the main world?

Poll: Pokemon Store Fanfic

I'm thinking of creating a Pokémon fanfic of a person selling Pokémon. What setting would you like to see?

Digimon Ch 53

Gatomon, usually so graceful, is now a furry, furious missile coated in sewage.

"I can't believe that overgrown tadpole actually dodged me!" she snarls through the Digi-Link, and her voice is starting to get scratchy from how mad she is. "He's gonna regret that!"

I check the Digivice map, my fingers drumming impatiently against the screen. "Alright, Gatomon, this tunnel should lead to an exit. Keep pushing him north. There's a manhole cover near the plaza. If we can get h...

Digimon Ch 52

I adjust the Digi-Link on my head, the cool metal settling against my skin. I received it from the Supply Boxes. The helmet hugs my head, feeling weirdly futuristic, despite its simplistic design. It looks like a virtual reality headset without the screen.

"Alright, Gatomon, can you hear me?" I ask.

"Loud and clear, Ethan," her voice echoes in my mind, a little tinny but unmistakable. "This sewer smells as bad as it looks. I'm guessing this is why you didn't volunteer."

"Hey...

Digimon Ch 51

-Ethan Kepler-

A day later, I'm sprawled on a king-size bed in a swanky hotel in Porto Verde, Brazil. Yeah, I'm living large these days, thanks to Tony's generosity. After spending weeks roughing it, I want to take advantage of what my rewards have to offer. And what better way to do that than a luxury vacation?

Gatomon, BlackGatomon, Agumon, Gabumon, and Cutemon are all crashed out next to me, snoring softly. I'd invited MailBirdramon to join the slumber party, but he's too big t...

Digimon Ch 50

"MailBirdramon, let's swing back around," I say, gripping his metal feathers. "I wanna see what's left of those army guys."

MailBirdramon banks in a wide arc, giving me a bird's-eye view of the carnage below. It's exactly who I thought it would be—SHIELD. What a joke. They're scattered like toys after a toddler tantrum. Jeeps are overturned, smoking. Guys are limping around, clutching wounds. Not a pretty sight.

"Heh, looks like they weren't ready for prime time," I say, chuckli...

Gotchard in DC Ch 29

The black-armored cat-faced monster, Dimax, casually patted the deep, bone-visible wound on the back of its hand. Pulsating red flames danced around the gash, cauterizing the flesh and halting the bleeding. Seemingly impervious to pain, a ferocious grin stretched across Dimax's face, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth.

"I didn't expect that besides this Kryptonian," Dimax spoke, its voice a low, guttural growl, "there would actually be a warrior who could harm Dimax."

Kara, havin...

Gotchard in DC Ch 28

The gray-skinned female leader’s gaze shifted slightly, first sweeping over the numerous tourists gathered together. Her eyes, cold and calculating, were filled with disdain and contempt for the weak creatures cowering before her. It was like observing insects beneath her notice.

“It seems there are some decent warriors here,” she finally said, her voice a low, resonant hum that cut through the eerie silence of the plain.

But when her gaze fixed on Isaac and his two companio...