Prologue: The Mercenary

A digimon calmly walked in a village with his brown cape floating by the wind. He looked at the digimon of the village, all smaller than him. He didn't give any interest in them and walked further in the village. He was a crimson dragon, with gray spikes protruding out of his shoulder blades, his knees and forearms, as well as around his entire collar and some near his abdomen, had three black horns coming out of his back, one on the top of his nose, along with two red horns near the top of his head. He had a scar covering his left eye, green color. Along with that, he had two cannons on his chest with the symbol of a flame on them, and his eyes were amber with purple iris. Around his neck, he had a necklace, pale red color with a silver ribbon and a red pouch containing something.

His two feet walked on the sand as he observed the brown house to his left and right. They were made of wood, something the digimon found easy to burn if anyone wanted. He stopped in front of a big wooden building and read the entrance: "Dragon Saloon. Stupid name," he grumbled as he walked inside. He pushed the door and it emitted a high pinch sound, attracting the attention of the digimons inside toward him. After a few seconds, they returned to their occupations.

The crimson dragon walked around the customers of the saloon, looking around. He saw that most of them were dragon type digimons, but they weren't worth his attention. He continued his observation.

"Who's that dragon?" one dragon asked.

"Don't you recognise him?" the other dragon whispered near him.

The purple iris of the crimson dragon moved toward a WarGreymon with a Strikedramon. Strikedramon looked closely at him before replying: "Yes."

"We better get out of here," WarGreymon said. The two stood up and walked away, out of the crimson dragon sight.

He walked deeper in the saloon. He lightly smiled as he walked behind a digimon.

"-And that's how I beat that bastard up!" the digimon shouted.

The digimon was a tall digimon, smaller than the Crimson dragon, with pale pink jaw as the only part of his skin. He wore a black armor over all of his body and his long tail with a silver mask over his face and two pair of red wings on his back, one pair pointing toward the air and the other toward the ground.

"Cyberdramon," the crimson dragon said.

Cyberdramon turned around and looked at the tall dragon before replying: "What do you want Dorbickmon."

Dorbickmon watched the mask of the other dragon and saw a mark of claw on the mask covering his eyes. He put his hand on a pocket of his cape and small sphere was in his palm. The crimson dragon pressed on it and a hologram of Cyberdramon appeared. He looked at the other dragon and said: "I am here to collect the bounty on your head Cyberdramon. You are searched for mass murder of Virus digimons."

Cyberdramon tail smashed the ground before showed his claw: "You think you can arrest me Dorbickmon? I escaped the claw of many digimons before!"

"Many...but they weren't me," Dorbickmon replied.

The chest of the crimson dragon shined when it prepared a blast.

The digimons around him ran outside the saloon, knowing it was about to blow up. When the digimons were outside, a blast of fire and the explosion shot out the roof of the saloon in the sky and no one saw it again, except a Mugendramon when it felt right on his face at the other side of the Digital world.

Dorbickmon walked out of the saloon with Cyberdramon in his hand, cuffed and attached with rope while smoke came out of his body: "You are really weak Cyberdramon." The crimson dragon commented as he looked at his prey. "I'll bring you to Lunar town. They are ready to put you in jail at any time you racist bastard."

"Those virus digimons must all die," Cyberdramon shouted at him. "Let me go! It was the right thing to do!"

"No it isn't racist bastard! It's just like the light cult I arrest because they assassinated the darkness digimon," Dorbickmon replied.

"But-" Cyberdramon was punched at his face and was K.O.

"Shut up. I hate when a digimon is justifying something like that," Dorbickmon grumbled as he walked at the direction of the train station.

Once he was there, he climbed in one giant Trailmon with his prey. He walked until he found a bench and sat on it. He threw Cyberdramon on the ground and put his feet on it, so he won't escape.

He searched into another pocket of his cape, took out a communication device and pressed a switch on it: "Hello officer. This is Dorbickmon. I brought the target. Prepare the 10 000 kilo bites for him. I brought him alive just like you ask."

"-Why am I not hearing him?-" a voice replied at the other side of the communication device.

"I had enough of his whining, so I shut his mouth," Dorbickmon replied calmly.

"-Good. We are waiting for you with the kilo bites,-" the voice replied.

Dorbickmon sighted and put the communication device back in his cape: "Another day, another bounty caught," he put his hand around his necklace and looked at the pouch and dropped his head. "I need some help," he commented and let it back against his upper armor chest.

He searched in the third pocket of his cape and took out a silver bottle out of it. He opened it and drank the content tasting badly. He shook his head and lightly coughed: "That's strong, but not strong enough," he continued drinking the content of the bottle until it was empty.

Two digimons watched the holographic screen and read the report sent by the officer digimon about the arrest of Cyberdramon. The dragon was now in jail.

"Dorbickmon succeeded once again in one of his missions," a voice said to another one.

"He never fails in any task he has to accomplish. He is always focused on bounty against criminals and protecting the civilians," the other voice commented.

"He has talents in the battlefield and knows when to use brute strength while containing his power at the same time, even if it isn't that clear at first sight," the first voice said.

"Do you think he'll be perfect for our mission?" the other voice asked.

"I think he is perfect for the mission, but he needs to come here first. The problem is that he won't do that unless there is a mission, he prefers to remain around Lunar town. We need to find a way to call him toward the Citadel of Light," the first voice said.

"That won't be that hard to do. We just need to propose him something he won't say no. Dorbickmon is a mercenary and if there are enough bites in it, he will be ready to come to the Citadel of Light," the second voice said.

"We have a target in mind. Send him the mission tomorrow," the first voice said.

AC: This is the end of the introduction of the story.

Next will be: Mission 1: Assassination part 1.