A/N: Hey guys, remember Memorial Day? Well, I'm doing it again. Except this is for a challenge and the prompts come in at random. Even I don't know what's coming up. So this story might go dark when I lack prompts but for now I have seventeen, and ten are ready. Let's see what happens. For anybody who didn't read Memorial Day, this is all seasons, all games, all mangas, pretty much anything with a T rating goes! Any character and any pairing, even if I don't know it! Here we go! Read and review please! or just enjoy!
Today's prompt is: 340 - prompt: "Let me go, let me at 'er!" Angewomon
1. For Honor!
It was inevitable. Every time they saw each other, Holy or Darkness, both of them were hellbent on killing each other.
Ever since evolving to Tailmon, it had just been one of those unbearable urges to rip through any Nightmare Soldier in sight. It wasn't an easy urge to tame while working under Vamdemon, especially when one of them happened to be working right next to you and muttering like an obstinate Flymon's wings buzzed. She was half-certain the feeling had been mutual all around, but what could any of those rats do? She could take them in a fight, beat them too. Had done it more than once. PicoDevimon lived only because he skirted around and she couldn't make up a good enough excuse.
Especially this little... counterpart.
Crude, ineffective... with the ugliest nails...
She couldn't wait to kill her. And that was incredibly rare for her to think. Usually it was just something that she did out of obligation.
If she was a servant of Piemon, so much the better. It would teach him to hire better help, before he got stabbed in the face.
Her eyes fell on Hikari through the visor and she smiled. Never let it be said that her partner was weak of heart. Cheering her on like it was a festival.
Though what were the boys cringing about?
Oh well, men. They lacked the stomach to do anything useful when it came right down to it.
… Did that witch just slap her?
Oh, that did it!
Angewomon was going to turn her into pudding.
