A/N: This story is going to be mostly Tamers with some elements of Adventures 02 mixed in. Feel free to submit OC characters for two main characters, or tamers of the Devas/Demon Lords. Send me their physical description, age, digivice color, partner, partern's line, both personalities, and a bit of history. Um, I think that's it, so R&R!
Demidevimon fluttered through the night air. He didn't like this place at all, but he couldn't refuse an order from his master. No, no that would not do. He would be incinerated in a moment for his insubordination. So when his master gave him the orders, he just bit his tongue and flew through the open window. That had been three nights ago tonight.
Demidevimon hoped he could get the message quickly enough. Curse his small wings! He wasn't making good time; had he been a ravemon or something similar, he could've made the journey in a night's time! But he knew that there was a reason he was selected to go; no one would suspect the movements of one demidevimon! For once his small size was not a problem.
His wings were already getting tired. He had no idea how long he'd been flying tonight, but he knew it must've been a long time. The landscape hadn't changed much, and the forest seemed endless. The forest creeped him out; the West wasn't known for its hospitality or forests filled with pothead, giddy rabbits that hugged you upon sight. He'd heard rumors before about what lived in those forests, and the memories weren't helping him right now. Digimon pulled under the canopy while flying, never to see the light of day again.
He shuddered, causing himself to loose control for a moment. He avoided the trees by a foot or two and resumed flying, flapping even harder to regain the altitude he'd lost.
"Fucking wings," he muttered to himself, and was soon eaten by the darkness.
An hour or two later, Demidevimon could see the beginnings of a huge library emerge out on the horizon. His destination was getting closer. He could almost feel it. He quickened his pace, knowing he was finally in the home stretch. Just get in there, deliver the message, and get the hell out before anyone suspected anything. His master hadn't said anything about making sure of what had to be done was done, thankfully. He could escape to one of the upper floors perhaps, rest a few days, and make his way back much slower than he had to do to get here.
Demidevimon watched as the library got larger. It looked like a castle built out of dazzling white marble and granite. Even in this moonless night, the building reflected a bit of light. If he'd been here for any other reason, Demidevimon would've taken the time to marvel at its structure, but he didn't have time to dawdle looking at white buildings.
Flapping to gain altitude, the black digimon went to find the proper window he was supposed to be meeting at. His master said they would light a window for him to find them.
There weren't any lights on.
Demidevimon cursed under his breath and flapped around the library, hoping that the light was just on another wall. Grumbling under his breath, he stared ahead. After he turned the second corner on the massive structure, he found the light. Sighing, he opened his wings as far as he could to glide down to the windowsill. Reaching out his legs, his large red claws caught the slippery stone and held fast. He could see three figures of various sizes and shapes shadowed in the light. They obviously didn't know he was there, so Demidevimon had to use his wings to pound against the glass in the window.
After a little while of banging, he finally got someone's attention. A digimon that very much resembled a monkey came and opened the window for him. He hopped in and took wing so he was standing in front of the three with the light to his back. Looking back at him where the three Devas of Baihumon; Makuramon, Caturamon, and Sinduramon. Maybe other, lesser demidevimon would've been shaking in their feathers, but not this digimon. He was used to being the presence of powerful digimon, being a carrier of messages.
Everyone was looking at him. Demidevimon cleared his throat and looked at each digimon before continuing. "A message from my master. He says that it shall be done tonight. Succeed, and he will give you more than you can imagine. Fail him, and he will be most displeased and will punish you greatly. That is, if your master doesn't. Do you know what is to be done?"
The one called Makuramon spoke. "Yes."
"Where she is to go?"
Caturamon spoke. "Of course."
"Then I trust you to get rid of Baihumon." And with that, the Demidevimon flew out into the night.