Chapter 1:
I do not own Digimon, because if I did, the Magamon from season 2 would have gotten way more screen time than he did. With that out of the way, enjoy the story. This is also my first fanfiction, ever. So please go easy on the hate comments.
Four holy knights stood, battered and beaten, before a giant, hulking, ghost-like dragon.
"So, you've finally decided to show yourself," one of the knights said. He was clad in white armor. His left arm was orange and bore the Grey Sword and shield of Courage. His right arm was blue, and bore the Garuru Cannon and Missiles of Friendship. "I knew you were coming back to try and destroy the Digital World, but I didn't know this day would arrive so soon."
"Omnimon, please try not to make DexDorugoramon any angrier than he already is," the knight next to him said.
"Alphamon has a point," the knight on the other side of Omnimon said. "DexDorugoramon is already pissed off because we've held him in the Dark Area for so long. The last thing we need is to give him a reason to kill us off quicker than he's already planning to."
"Dynasmon, were you born on Trailmon tracks?" Omnimon asked, "It seems that's where most accidents in the Digital World come from. You're always trying to be the smart one around here!"
"Something's wrong," said Gallantmon, who was the 4th knight in the group. "He's just standing there. It's like he's in no rush to finish us off. In fact, he seems to be growing!"
Omnimon and Dynasmon stopped bickering and realized with dismay that Gallantmon was right. DexDorugoramon was feeding off of some sort of energy.
"But where is it coming from?" Alphamon asked, almost in fear.
DexDorugoramon smiled wickedly at the four battered Digimon in front of him. "I thought you'd never ask," he said. "You imprisoned me in that Dark Area for so long, I decided to try and learn a few tricks. Not only am I twice as strong as before, I even learned this…" as he was speaking, a bright purple light began to glow around him.
"He's not…" Alphamon began, but his words were cut short because the awful truth had finally registered. DexDorugoramon had gained the ability to evolve into a form even stronger than his current one.
"DEXDORUGORAMON DIGIVOLVE TO… DEXMON!"
The purple light faded, and the royal knights looked in horror at their evolved enemy. Dexmon looked similar to his previous form, but with some noticeable differences.
He was about twice the size of his previous form, and he no longer had legs, he was just hovering over the ground. His arms had become longer and his claws had grown, he now had a giant green crystal on his abdomen, and his main body had turned a shade of lavender that was so faded he almost seemed invisible.
Just when the knights thought that it really was the end of not only them, but the
Digital World itself, Dexmon did the unexpected. He withdrew back into the Dark Area.
"You're not going to kill us?" Dynasmon asked.
"Not yet," Dexmon responded. "It would be so boring to just kill you all off right now in your present state. I'll give you 20 years to prepare for my return. When I come back and beat all of you and destroy the Digital World, I'll have won knowing you guys had two decades to prepare, and still couldn't beat me. Goodbye for now."
Omnimon, Dynasmon, Alphamon and Gallantmon looked in shock at the spot where Dexmon was standing just moments before.
"What are we going to do now?" Gallantmon asked.
"Nothing," Alphamon answered. "I know our purpose is to protect the Digital World, but what can we do about this? The fight hasn't even begun yet and we already know were screwed. It's going to take a miracle to get us out of this."