A/N: Let me begin with this: This story is a sequel to a story of mine that is, as of the time I'm writing this, VERY incomplete. That story, Digimon Morphers, is still going to be written. Which means I'm working in two different sections of the timeline! OO
But not to worry, I have a plan. After all, after the slaughter of a few plot bunnies this story is almost entirely planned out! (excepting the prequel, I have no idea what goes on in much of that still.)
So none of you get entirely confuse, I'm going to list my characters in my profile with some brief summaries. (It actually took three and a half pages on Word, so I decided NOT to put it in here).
Disclaimer: In a dark room lit only by the screen of a computer, sat a figure. The figure's face was shrouded in shadow as he typed hurridly on the computer, "I don't own Digimon." After this, he turned around to see himself face to face with a pale, vampire-like creature he knew as Luna. The creature held a black notebook. "Luna, how many times do I have to tell you, I refuse to write Deathnote fanfiction! And even if I did, you would not be a shinigami or however it's spelled. Put the notebook down and go find some innocent mortal to hunt." The creature frowned and hurled the notebook to the floor before leaving the room in a puff of black smoke. The figure, apparently an author, sighed and added to his disclaimer "Nor do I own Deathnote."
Prologue: A Summary of Past Events and a Few Current Ones Too24:00DT/The Great Council Chamber of the Seven Demon Lords/Dark Realm
The six demon lords sat silently in the giant room at first. They gazed towards the huge couch that had once belonged to Lucemon in the form of a throne, and more recently to Hadesdramon in its current form. It was the Seat of Pride, and it was the only Seat of Sin in the room that wasn't filled.
It had all started years ago when Hadesdramon, at the time an ally of the Seven Demon Lords, but not yet a member of them, had been betrayed by one of his minions and defeated by the Digidestined. His pride injured, the dragon digimon had retreated to the Dark Realm before he was deleted. A few months later, the fully recovered Hadesdramon showed up in this very council chamber to request the assistance of the Seven Demon Lords. He claimed to have a plan to get rid of the Digidestined forever and from there to take over the world. His request was denied, as the demon lords had no quarrel with the Digidestined, and could care less about conquering the Digital World. After all, the real prize was obviously the Real World. And Hadesdramon seemed to have no desire for that.
A few days later, Hadesdramon had walked into Lucemon's mansion while the Demon Lord of Pride was relaxing in his lesser form. Within minutes the mansion was burned to the ground, and Hadesdramon was silently absorbing Lucemon's data, including his sin. The next day Lucemon's throne had been replaced by Hadesdramon's couch, and the new Demon Lord of Pride was already ordering around the Seven Demon Lords. Within hours, the Digidestined had been made aware of them, and their new leader.
Fatal Error Number One: Not destroying the Digidestined, but instead merely telling them that they would be destroyed. This was later blamed on Hadesdramon, who denied the plan was his and blamed it on Barbamon, who had been destroyed mere moments before. The blame stuck with Hadesdramon.
Fatal Error Number Two: Shortly after the Digidestined had been made aware of the Seven Demon Lords, the demon lords had invaded the Digital World. The Seven Demon Lords neglected to destroy Shiguya Retomasi in time to prevent him from alerting the Digidestined about the Virtues. With the Virtues, the Digidestined were able to attain Burst Mode, and from there the Virtues counteracted the Sins and the demon lords fell to deletion, one by one.
Barbamon had been the first one destroyed, and he was followed by Lilithmon, then Leviamon, Beelzemon, Daemon, and Belphemon, in that order. Last was Hadesdramon, facing off against the one who had betrayed him, Dan. In the end, Dan had used his God Matrix attack to destroy Hadesdramon and assimilate his data at the same time. Just like Lucemon, Hadesdramon was now fated to never be reborn, while Dan was now in the possession of the Sin of Pride. Fitting, for the Twilight Assassin to be the owner of a virtue and the counteracting sin.
And so now, years later, the six remaining demon lords, reborn once again, gathered in their council chamber and watched as the Seat of Pride changed shape once again. Splitting into two chairs, the first chair was an overstuffed armchair of the perfect size for a human. The second chair was a simple high-backed chair made of wood, with one exception. The armrests were made of metal. Chrome Digizoid to be precise, the only metal in existence that would not dent or break.
"Two chairs?" Asked Lilithmon suddenly. From her Seat of Lust, an elegantly padded throne, her voice projected with ease in a room designed to have good acoustics. After all, how else was one supposed to hear Leviamon's low and quiet voice, or Belphemon's occaisional sleepy comment.
"It would appear that two people share Pride now." Barbamon replied, just as confused as everyone else. He was the eldest of the demon lords, and had never before heard of such a thing. He shifted uneasily in the Seat of Greed, a gigantic throne of pure gold, with gemstones of all kinds forming the symbol of Greed just above where Barbamon's head would be if he were sitting up.
"Is that possible?" Beelzemon asked, also shifting uneasily from his stool, the Seat of Gluttony. Even in his confused state, the table before him was overflowing with food, and his clawed hand reached out to grab a sandwich that he promptly devoured in one bite.
"Nonsense! I refuse to believe it!" Daemon shouted as he stood up violently. The Seat of Wrath was a simple chair with armrests carved out of stone. The front of the armrests was littered with scratch marks from where the Demon Lord of Wrath had clenched his hands on it, digging his claws into the stone.
"Just because you fail to understand it." Leviamon stated from the giant murky pool that passed for the Seat of Envy.
"AND YOU DO, YOU ENVIOUS PIG?!" Daemon shouted as he leapt towards the giant crocodile, only to be stopped by a hand that had moved lazily to grab him and put him back in his seat. The hand had come from Belphemon, who seemed barely awake on the couch the functioned as the Seat of Sloth.
"Of course he doesn't." Belphemon began, pausing to yawn before continuing. "But an examination of the security tapes from Hadesdramon's last fight reveals to even the most foolish person that a Digidestined absorbed Hadesdramon. Simple logic-" Another yawn. "-would show that the sin would obviously be shared by the Digidestined and his partner." There was one last yawn from Belphemon before he fell asleep again.
"Of course! It makes perfect sense. All we have to do is find the Digidestined and his partner, and then we will be complete again!" Barbamon exclaimed, laughing evilly. For you see, the Seven Demon Lords received much of their power from a simple ritual that had to be preformed every time one of their sins passed on to another person. For the ritual, all seven of the Seven Demon Lords had to be present. Or in the current situation, all eight of the Seven Demon Lords.
"There is a flaw in your plan. We do not know where the Twilight Assassin is." Daemon said, pointing to the table, which also functioned as a computer screen displaying a map of each of the three worlds and a small dot representing important people for each one of the important people. At the moment, six dots sat in the Dark Realm, at the exact position of the council chamber. Three more dots were located in a sector of the Digital World that housed Shiguya. The other two were Blake and Bearmon. And in the Real World, the map Daemon was pointing to, there were twelve dots. Ten were located in the United States, while two of them, the two that represented Dan and Arkadimon, were merely circling the entire map with question marks on them. The maps only did that when they had yet to locate someone. The fact that the dots circled the Real World narrowed the search down slightly, but not by much. The computer that searched for the important people used media outlets in the Real World to locate people at first. And Dan and Arkadimon had stayed out of the media fairly well. Or so the map thought….
8:12PM/Men's Room/First Class Restaurant/Tokyo, Japan
A man walked into the restrooms and stood in front of a urinal to take care of his business. The man appeared to be your average customer at the restaurant, a little on the tall side, American with slicked back hair, western business suit (the restaurant often had customers that were businessmen from the US), and an air of richness about him. The man did not really have to use the bathroom.
His eyes glanced around the room as he released what little urine he had in his bladder at the moment, searching for something. Eventually his eyes stopped on the object they had been searching for. A camera, just above the mirror in front of the sinks. Poor camera placement, facing the mirror would be better, thought the man as he zipped up and washed his hands. On his way out, just as he got past the camera's line of sight, he pushed the door open and let it close without him leaving. He raised his left arm towards the camera, and suddenly the arm became a blade that extended straight into the camera, ripping it off the wall. The blade shrank back down to arm length and the man used his right hand to pry the camera off and throw it into the trashcan under the sinks. The camera presence would not be missed until the next morning, when the local police were investigating the bathroom, which would by then have a dead body and a massive puddle of blood in it.
10:06PM/Outside the restaurant/Tokyo, Japan
The man from before grinned as he watched the politician enter the bathroom through the window. He turned and walked into the restaurant and straight into the men's room. As he had hoped, the politician had to go number one. "Hey." He said in Japanese as he stood in front of the urinal next to the politician.
"Hi." The politician replied awkwardly, making a mental note to finish up quickly and leave the restroom. Anyone who has had the experience of being talked to while using the urinal in the men's room knows how awkward it is. Unfortunately, the politician had just said his last words. The man's right arm shot up, turning into a blade as it decapitated the politician. The man calmly zipped up with his currently gloved left hand and used the same hand to turn on the water and rinse off the blade he had just used. Afterwards he turned the arm back to normal and took off the glove, shoving it into his pocket. It would be burned when he got home. He left the restroom, stepping around the growing puddle of blood, and joked to himself in his head as he glanced down at the body. The stereotype about Asians and their dicks must be true.
The 11:00 news that night would have a story about the next in a series of assassinations of both politicians and crime lords. All the assassinations had the same things in common: Decapitated body, any and all cameras nearby stabbed by some sort of blade, and no evidence whatsoever of who committed the crime. The Seven Demon Lords may have known Dan as the Twilight Assassin, but Tokyo media knew the murderer as The Sword. And The Sword was chuckling to himself in his Tokyo apartment as he fingered the Twilight Busters that hung around his neck.
Halfway around the world in New York, a news station would cover the story that night on their Emmy-winning show, Earth News Nightly with Felicia Livingston and Shelby Turner.