Dark Angemon sat in front of Anubimon, both glaring at each other. Anubimon made an
abrupt turn toward the silver bolted door. On the other side was Ophanimon and Seraphimon;
they were the king and queen of the Holy Deleted Guild. A group of Digimon who died for the
purpose of saving the Digital World or another Digimon.
Dark Angemon had been convicted in the Digital World for assembling an army for
destruction for an alternate world, and for the death of several hundred Fresh Digimon in
Primary Village. After his death by Flamedramon, he'd been held in captivity by Anubimon until
the trial.
"Millenium Discharge," Dark Angemon roared as a black mist encircled his restrictor.
When the mist dissappated, a light brown digitama with pink ovals appeared, falling
from the sky. He collected the egg, carrying it under his arm, the created a void to escape.
Seraphimon and Ophanimon walked in to finall begin the trial. As they entered, the void
of emptiness closed.
"Ophanimon," Seraphimon said, breaking the dead silence of the chamber.
"Yes, my lord."
"Takeru and Hikari are in trouble," he driely continued.
A bright opaque aura generated around the two gods. Another void opened, guiding the
two arc angels to Earth.
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The hell am I? Dark Angemon had entered a secluded redion of Earth; it was a world
he knew too well. He gently placed the digitama next to him, then began observing the area.
He was near some sort of high school. He picked up the egg, and in a swift movement, traveled
to the closest school, standing in front of a locker.
The irritating ring of the school bell signified the end of the day. In a rush on anxiety, he
tossed the egg in the locker and fled.
A tall boy, about 6'1" with short black hair walked up to his locker. It seemed to be
radiating dark energy. He put his books on the floor, then opened the locker made of cold
metal. When the latch opened, a light brown egg tumbled out and fell onto the alluminum tiles of
the floor. Along with some previously graded papers, he picked up the egg, examing it.
"What's this," the boy said out loud to himself.
After peering around the corridors of the school filled with boisterous children, he
stuffed the egg in his jacket and bolted him.
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Patamon and Tailmon lept from the void as it closed behind them like a regenerated
womb. The light see breeze caught rosepetals and peach blossoms, scattering them along the
cobblestone walkways of the park. They were in Odaiba, Japan. They were home.
"Patamon?!"
The voice of a young boy called from a moderatley short distance.
Patamon replied with a yip," Takeru!!"
Hikari ran up behind Takeru, embracing Tailmon in a hug. Tailmon and Patamon
hopped on their companions as they began sauntering through the park.
"What brings you to Odaiba?," Hikari asked, glancing up.
Tailmon and Patamon's joyous expression changed into a somber and depressed frown.
"Guess who escaped," Patamon sighed.
Takeru let out a gasp of terror, whispering the name of the dark prince to himself. Dark
Angemon. Visions of the last encounter began to occur. The Nightmare Soldiers boasting about
their killing Mimi Yamikawa. Then it stopped, focusing on the gallany warrior. Flamedramon
was their solution.
abrupt turn toward the silver bolted door. On the other side was Ophanimon and Seraphimon;
they were the king and queen of the Holy Deleted Guild. A group of Digimon who died for the
purpose of saving the Digital World or another Digimon.
Dark Angemon had been convicted in the Digital World for assembling an army for
destruction for an alternate world, and for the death of several hundred Fresh Digimon in
Primary Village. After his death by Flamedramon, he'd been held in captivity by Anubimon until
the trial.
"Millenium Discharge," Dark Angemon roared as a black mist encircled his restrictor.
When the mist dissappated, a light brown digitama with pink ovals appeared, falling
from the sky. He collected the egg, carrying it under his arm, the created a void to escape.
Seraphimon and Ophanimon walked in to finall begin the trial. As they entered, the void
of emptiness closed.
"Ophanimon," Seraphimon said, breaking the dead silence of the chamber.
"Yes, my lord."
"Takeru and Hikari are in trouble," he driely continued.
A bright opaque aura generated around the two gods. Another void opened, guiding the
two arc angels to Earth.
-------000000---------000000--------000000---------
The hell am I? Dark Angemon had entered a secluded redion of Earth; it was a world
he knew too well. He gently placed the digitama next to him, then began observing the area.
He was near some sort of high school. He picked up the egg, and in a swift movement, traveled
to the closest school, standing in front of a locker.
The irritating ring of the school bell signified the end of the day. In a rush on anxiety, he
tossed the egg in the locker and fled.
A tall boy, about 6'1" with short black hair walked up to his locker. It seemed to be
radiating dark energy. He put his books on the floor, then opened the locker made of cold
metal. When the latch opened, a light brown egg tumbled out and fell onto the alluminum tiles of
the floor. Along with some previously graded papers, he picked up the egg, examing it.
"What's this," the boy said out loud to himself.
After peering around the corridors of the school filled with boisterous children, he
stuffed the egg in his jacket and bolted him.
----------000000000----------000000000-------0000000--------
Patamon and Tailmon lept from the void as it closed behind them like a regenerated
womb. The light see breeze caught rosepetals and peach blossoms, scattering them along the
cobblestone walkways of the park. They were in Odaiba, Japan. They were home.
"Patamon?!"
The voice of a young boy called from a moderatley short distance.
Patamon replied with a yip," Takeru!!"
Hikari ran up behind Takeru, embracing Tailmon in a hug. Tailmon and Patamon
hopped on their companions as they began sauntering through the park.
"What brings you to Odaiba?," Hikari asked, glancing up.
Tailmon and Patamon's joyous expression changed into a somber and depressed frown.
"Guess who escaped," Patamon sighed.
Takeru let out a gasp of terror, whispering the name of the dark prince to himself. Dark
Angemon. Visions of the last encounter began to occur. The Nightmare Soldiers boasting about
their killing Mimi Yamikawa. Then it stopped, focusing on the gallany warrior. Flamedramon
was their solution.