Prologue
War. War is a sickness. A plague that infects all manner of worlds and realities. And, unfortunately, it is the climax to the many events that will shape, not only our history, but the history of many, and alter the very fabric of both our world.
Insurgent Launch Pad- 14:27
The sky was a calming orange, signaling the final hours of the day. Little did anyone know, that those final moments were the beginning of a chain of events that changed the Digital World forever.
The ringing of cannons and explosions traveled for miles, bringing the obvious message that war has begun. Gaogamon rushed behind a large piece of debris, his navy blue fur covered with dirt and ash. Digital plasma covered his crimson boxing gloves, clenching the dirt beneath him, panting slightly. He used his animated, clawlike scarf to wipe some dirt from his eyes as he dared to peek around the large formation of debris.
There were two hazmatted men, carrying smooth, platinum rifles. Their suits were pitch black, and their chestplate was a sleek silver, as was their masks, however elongated it actually was. It somewhat resembled an anteater, but only slightly. Once they turned their back, he leaped over the rubble, and landed behind them with a crash. Before they could react, Gaogamon took his large claws, striking down at one of the hazmat men, pinning it to the ground. As the other one raised its rifle, the animated scarf around Gaogamon's snapped towards the man, sending him flying.
