I decided that these chapters from my Wolfmon Story would be better as a separate story.
The following story will be told from a third person view to avoid confusion as you read.
Some time ago in the digital world before humans appeared there was a young man named Hannibal.
No one knew how he came to the digital world unnoticed or what he was planning was mysteries.
Deep in the thick jungle near a river was a small fortress armed with serpent like digimon on guard.
Inside the cold stone walls were different prisoner cells and some were locked with thick metal doors.
You can hair loud pained hisses, metal clanking, low groans and moans of pain echo through the halls.
Near the back of the fortress was a grand metal door with serpents emblazoned on the cold steel door.
Inside the room was a young Hannibal standing before a wall covered with drawings of digimon and people.
Each one was different with math equations and different symbols with either a tooth, claw or patch of skin.
There was a throne made of dark leather and some animal pelts lining the inside to cushion the person sitting.
His desk was a mixture of wood and animal skulls on each corner of the desk and bones for the legs of the desk.
On his right stood a young Medusamon with his spikes shorter than before and his scales were lighter shades.
On his left, a young blue Renamon stood there, patiently waiting to serve their master along with the two-headed dragon.
Hannibal kept looking through his sketches before turning to his two most loyal subjects with a picture in his hand of a troublemaker.
"It seems there's a rebellious group of digimon were seen south of here. I was able to get a photo of the leader."
He handed Medusamon the photo in which he snorted seeing it was a gold, red striped wolf digimon.
While Renamon silently gasped at the studly wolf in his golden glory so wild and free to roam around.
Renamon's mind wondered what it would be like to roam around free to do whatever she wanted for once.
"Don't take him lightly; most of my best warriors fell at his claws. He is up to something and we need to stop him. On the other hand, he would be a nice addition to my army you know. Imagine the possibilities we could uncover with his DNA, to create the perfect soldier, an unstoppable army!"
Medusamon and Renamon nodded as Hannibal placed the photo on an empty space of his wall.
"We'll just see if he's worthy. Looks like they're going to intercept one of our supply carts."
Medusamon pointed out, he was happy to finally pin point where the wolf would strike next.
It was nearly impossible to track this wolf since he left nothing behind to track him.
"Which is why we should go along and spy on them or get an inside look of their plans."
Medusamon sneered at her since she always kissed up to Hannibal every chance she got.
"Excellent idea I knew you would think of something now go prepare I want you both to leave as soon as possible!"
With a quick bow, they left Hannibal to his current secret project to prepare for the long grueling task ahead.
Hannibal knew if anyone could get any information on this nuisance it would be those two without complications.
Renamon was in her room, getting her equipment ready to go, but her mind kept focusing on the wolf he saw in the photo.
There was something about him that intrigued her so much she didn't feel a long tail wrap around her bring her across the hall.
Medusamon's eyes were glowing brightly as she met his two heads who were gazing at her with lust.
"So the plan is for you to go undercover huh? How do I know you're not doing this just to see that wolf?"
"Isn't this what you wanted, me gone so you can Hannibal's favorite? I know you never wanted me around."
"That's not true for the most part. Besides don't you enjoy what we do together?"
Renamon mentally gagged at what he meant by that and just kept a blank face about it.
He would force her to make out with him when they were alone among that nothing more happened.
She didn't want to, but she had nowhere to go and who would want to be her around anyway.
Medusamon grinned as one head kissed her roughly while the second traveled south sniffing around her chest and body.
When it came to her entrance, a forked tongue ran along the edges before entering her.
Her eyes widened as she felt it inside stimulating making her lust rise and body heat increase.
She knew it would happen, but she had to fake her moans otherwise it would make him go further.
She moaned in his mouth as he increased his movements in which it made her feel strange pleasure and her hips move.
Soon the other head started sucking hard careful of his teeth to make sure not to cut the soft skin.
She came hard as she panted for air as he released her after lapping all of her juices with a grin
"Thought I'd try something different and it paid off. See you tomorrow bright and early my tasty treat."
Renamon walked toward her room feeling shame and used as she went to wash off his vile touch.
She slid and sat on the tiles floor, crying silently as the cold water ran down her body like rain.
She wanted this to stop, but what could she do? It would be his word against hers without evidence.
The morning came too soon as she and Medusamon went to the rondevu point of their supply cart to see how deadly this Wolfmon was.
From what she heard, he finished his opponents quickly without a trace or mess being part of his style of combat.
They hid in the trees watching as this Wolfmon and some of his followers were there as well.
The cart came to a full stop, the signal for them to swarm went off, and a fight broke out.
Medusamon never realized these digimon were ruthless, but they fell either way by his claws.
Renamon had no trouble knocking down her opponents until she was face to face with Wolfmon.
They froze as the battle went on around them, taking each other in as they circled.
Wolfmon smiled before she started firing her diamond storm and he just swiped them away.
"Why don't you fight back Wolf! I've heard so much about you!"
"Because I see no reason to strike a female even if she is an enemy.
"Well that's going to be the reason and cause of your death!"
Before she could attack, Medusamon had his spiked tail right in front of her throat.
"Why are you fraternizing with the enemy? Finish him off and we'll be done with his mess!"
"I don't know how your team-ship works, but that is unacceptable in my book!"
Wolfmon lunged at Medusamon, releasing his hold of Renamon as he clawed up his heads.
Some explosives rolled out from the cart, leaving the food and medical supplies open for thieves.
One of the stray barrels was hit with a fire blast, causing an explosion that sent most of the fighters flying.
Renamon and Wolfmon were sent flying farther south into a deep forest unconscious from the blast.
Medusamon was sent 5 feet unconscious and unaware what had happened from the beating he received.
This is where their story and affair began but we'll come to that once everything and so forth is settled.