Several other companies that I am not involved with own Digimon. That is why I’m 
in a constant state of Depression. The human characters in this story are my 
property. This story is set in Lord Archive’s Diaries Universe and has been 
approved by him. Sadly, Lord Archive isn’t getting any money off this either.
Nomadic Diaries 
Written by Digizane
Desperation
Thursday July 17, 2003
Digital World
Cholon dragged his barely conscious digimon partner across the rocky ground of 
the digital desert. Not in much better shape than Bearmon, he wanted to find 
safe haven before another wild digimon attacked them. They found shelter in a 
small cave and were about to settle down for some much needed rest.
Neither realized another presence approaching until a figure stood peering down 
on them. A figure wearing a tan cloak approached the Chosen and digimon. Cholon 
jumped back startled. Bearmon moved between his partner and the figure. Cholon 
gasped, “Who are you?”
The figure removed his hood. “A friend. My name is Illya.”
Friday July 18, 2003
Apartment in Ulaanbaatar
Oyon was bored. Her mother was at work, and her grandparents were in the next 
room, making sure she didn’t go outside to play. The young girl had been 
abandoning her studies and sometimes ruining the frilly green dresses her mother 
insisted on having her wear. Mrs. Saihan had been disappointed and upset, so 
Oyon’s grandparents were babysitting her at the moment.
Having spent a lot of the time with them earlier in the day, Oyon was reading to 
pass the time. She’d already sent a message to the other Chosen to inform them 
of her lateness.
She carefully peaked through the crack in the door again. Oyon couldn’t believe 
her luck. They’d fallen asleep. Oyon couldn’t help but giggle a little at how 
comfortable the two looked snuggled up against each other snoring.
Glancing once more to be sure, Oyon slipped out the door and headed for the 
computer store.
Digital World
Labramon rested, basking in the sun. Elecmon and Tsukaimon were nearby, playing 
in a full game of tag. The pink-eared canine blinked one eye as the nearby 
television set lit up. The light shaped into a figure the dog was familiar with, 
Oyon.
“Hi!” Oyon chirped. She looked around for her older companions. “Where are 
Battsetseg and Buhbatar? Weren’t we suppose to meet in this region today?”
Tsukaimon and Elecmon stopped playing, and Labramon’s spoke. “We thought you 
would know. You mean you haven‘t heard or seen them?”
Oyon shook her head. Tsukaimon and Elecmon sagged.
A confused Elecmon asked. “What’ll we do?”
Tsukaimon hovered in front of the small child and looked into her eyes. “Yeah, 
we were suppose to visit a village of Agumon and see what we could find about 
Doumon today.”
Oyon typed a message on her D-Terminal a few moments later got her answers. 
Buhbatar and Battsetseg had the typical chores that were associated with being 
nomads. The two wouldn’t be able to get to the city for some time.
“Well, Buhbatar and Battsetseg got behind in their chores today. They won’t be 
able to get here for some time. Sorry,” Oyon reported.
Tsukaimon and Elecmon sighed in disappointment. Tsukaimon came up with an idea. 
“Okay, if that’s the case, we’ll wait here and you two go speak with the Agumon 
village. We can meet back here.”
“I don’t know…” Labramon started.
“Labramon, why not? Oyon can evolve you if you run into danger. We have to wait 
here in case our partners arrive. You two might as well see if that group of 
Agumon can be helpful.” Tsukaimon explained.
Oyon and Labramon had no more arguments about the plan and headed out.
Digital World
Hours Later…
Her lack of luck was unbelievable. First, Oyon’s mother had put her under 
surveillance by her grandparents for a few hours. Second, none of her other 
teammates had shown up. Third, she’d barely managed to get out of distance from 
the meeting area when a sand storm occurred.
She and Labramon had hid in a nearby cave to avoid the harsh winds. They had 
been trapped for a couple of hours. Though it had been a comfortable place to 
rest. The cave wasn’t cold, dark and damp. It was actually cool with small 
crystals that lined the wall, illuminating the passage. With nowhere else to go 
the two had decided to carefully investigate what was further back in the cave.
The walls of the cave shook without warning.
“What was that?” Oyon wondered nervously aloud. The cause of the vibration made 
itself known with a roar. They had discovered a hungry Grizzmon was hoping to 
make them into a meal.
“Oyon. Run.” Labramon squeaked, although where to run was a question. The large 
grizzly staggered against the dog’s sonic blasts until flinging her against the 
rock wall.
Before he could finish drawing back the claw threatening to turn her into 
coleslaw, the canine bowled into the beast.
Watching in fear and doubt, the youngest Mongolian Chosen watched as Labramon 
was taking a beating to protect her. The young child knew what was required but 
was unsure if she was ready. However, there was one absolute truth she knew. 
Labramon wasn’t going to die because of her.
A familiar light surrounded Labramon, and a shriek was heard from Oyon’s D3.
“Labramon evolve! Dobermon!” A sleek Doberman with a silver spiked collar 
replaced the pink-eared white dog. Dobermon immediately launched herself at her 
foe and sank her teeth into him. The bear roared in pain and flung the dog 
aside. The slender build and stronger muscles allowed Dobermon to bounce off the 
wall and slam into the bear. Grizzmon hit his head against the wall and was 
knocked out.
Dobermon barely reverted back to Labramon before being grabbed in hug. Oyon 
squealed happily, “You were amazing Labramon!” Labramon happily snuggled against 
her partner, also glad that both of them were safe.
“Maul Attack!”
Oyon found herself knocked along the ground by her partner. The scrapes she’d 
received went unnoticed as the angry bear again attacked her digimon. The blows 
rained down on the dog until she was still.
“Labramon!” Oyon cried in despair. Her hands enclosed on her D3. The connection 
between them was still there, but faint. She backed further away from the 
threatening creature.
Labramon sprang up as an energy that had just faded entered her again. Dobermon 
once again stood in her place. Grizzmon shielded his eyes against the light and 
found himself tackled to the ground by Dobermon. With her attacker pinned down, 
the feral dog opened her mouth and unleashed a stream of black fire on the 
beast.
“Schwarz Strahl!”
Having no room to dodge, Grizzmon was engulfed instantly and shattered into 
small bits of data. Oyon approached her tense and still feral partner. Only 
after the last of the data had disappeared did the large vicious canine shrink 
down to Labramon.
“I’m so sorry. You could have been killed. I should have been more careful and 
finished him,” Labramon sobbed into the girl‘s chest, still panting heavily. 
Unsure what to do, her human partner simply continued to gently stroke her fur.
“You can’t blame yourself. You couldn’t kill until I allowed you to. So I should 
be apologizing to you. It’s not your fault. We’ll just both have to be more 
careful about things in the future,” Oyon reasoned, hoping that her words would 
somehow help.
After a few moments, the two collected themselves and headed for the way out. 
Fortunately, the winds were now back to normal. All that remained was a small 
gust of wind that blew by and seemed to refresh them.
Oyon considered her own words while thinking about to the events of that had 
just happened. Despite the impossibility, she’d had killed a digimon for the 
first time
It had all happened so fast and almost didn‘t seem real. Worse yet, she couldn’t 
feel bad when considering the situation. Had Labramon failed to stop the 
Grizzmon, both of them would have killed. Still, the young child hoped to not 
have to kill again soon. However, Oyon knew that it was inevitable, and she 
would have to protect her friends.
Her D-Terminal beeping indicated a message from Battsetseg asking about their 
current safety. Buhbatar and Battsetseg had arrived and found Cholon waiting for 
them. After a small discussion, everyone had concluded it was better to have 
four team members than three. Battsetseg wanted to know if Oyon objected to the 
group’s decision. Oyon decided to agree with the decision, but wasn’t exactly 
thrilled about it. Everyone then agreed to meet her at the T.V.
After traveling back to the meeting area, Oyon found her friends. She recalled 
her adventure to the others, and they listened. Battsetseg was assured 
everything was fine after appearing concerned for the younger girl. Cholon was 
as usual neutral on the matter. Buhbatar concluded that they meet back at the 
same place to begin their quest again.
While Bearmon and the other Chosen digimon got reacquainted, the four Mongolian 
children turned to the T.V. set and returned to the real world.
Real World
The four decided to meet in the same area and visit the Agumon village the next 
day. Battsetseg and Buhbatar went to search for a ride back to the outskirts of 
Ulaanbaatar. Cholon traveled down a dark alley and stayed close to the walls 
while doing so.
Having said her farewells to her friends, Oyon headed for her apartment. Walking 
a couple of blocks before she felt the warmth of someone’s hand grab her wrist. 
She remembered that the digital sandstorm had caused her to be gone longer than 
expected. She also knew the owner of the hand.
“Oyon,” Mrs. Saihan spoke calmly to her daughter while her body language and 
facial expression indicated anger.
Author’s notes:
Next time: Between A Rock And A Hot Spot - Can Battsetseg bring herself to kill 
when up against some rowdy Boarmon?
Digizane! What happened between the Stingmon battle and Cholon’s visit from 
Illya? Also, what did Illya say to Cholon to make him rejoin the group?
I needed to cut those parts for a later.
Till Next Time.