Metaletemon grinned as he watched the interloper on the security cameras, who was completely unaware that he was being monitored.
Was this all those blasted Rebels could come up, this spy? For months now the group of digimon who resisted his reign over the Digital World tried time and again to find some way of disconnecting his Black Network, only to fail every time.
While he did consider the whole matter a real drag, in some ways the android digimon found it amusing at how those Rebels thought they could ever defeat him. And how could they? He was the most powerful digimon in the whole world!
He was powerful even for a mega digimon, completely covered in Chrome Digizoid, the strongest metal of all. Not to mention he had some of the most powerful attacks: his Metal Punch could break holes in a wall, his Banana Slip kept all his enemies from attacking (not that their attacks ever phased him), and then there was his ability to conjure up doubles of himself.
It was this last power that Metaletemon had created for himself (and taken him years to perfect): all he had to do was will an Etemon into existance and it would obey his every whim without question. In many ways, the clone would act as an extra arm for him, and he could conjure up a whole army of them if he wanted... but most of the time he just conjured up four to be his band.
And of course, there was his Black Network, which traveled all through the Digital World, allowing him to keep a close eye on everything going on. And he had a whole army of Gazimon to run it for him in several stations all over the world, while he himself ruled from his Black Palace.
The Black Palace wasn't exactly black; it was the heart of his Black Network, yes, but it was actually silver in color, as it was completely made up of Chrome Digizoid. That way Metaletemon wouldn't have to worry about any stupid Rebel trying to sneak in and destroying it.
Of course, there were some Rebels, like this one on the monitor, who always managed to sneak in - how they did it, he had no idea.
Metaletemon's stylish sunglasses glinted as they watched the Rebel run down one hallway and sneak around the next corner, avoiding any patrolling Gazimon.
The Rebel was an Exveemon, a champion digimon, which made Metaletemon laugh. A champion against a mega? If he wanted, Metaletemon could finish him off with one punch!
...but where would the fun be in that?
Exveemon panted as he ran down the next hallway; was there no end to this maze?
He knew it was his own fault, getting left behind like this, but sometimes the Exveemon couldn't get a hold of his rash behaviour!
He had tried so hard to get the Rebels to let him join them on their next escapade, but they always said no, to stay behind like a good little champion and let the megas and ultimates take care of things! Oh sure, there were other champion digimon who went with them... smarter, much more responsible digimon!
Exveemon had never been a disclipined digimon, always preferring to laze about on a beach while snacking on chocolate. But when he put his mind to something, he could do just about anything! And he was powerful, even if he was only a champion.
And joy of joys, Wargreymon, the leader of the Rebels, finally said that he could come! Provided that he behaved and didn't bungle everything up. Exveemon had been determined that he could be an excellent Rebel soldier, and that he could be one of the best if not the best...!
But then, it happened.
They had managed to sneak into MetalEtemon's Black Palace via a portal (which had been created by the brightest digimon at the hidden Rebel base) with the purpose of burrowing to the heart of the Black Network, where they would put an end to MetalEtemon's reign of terror for good.
And things had been going smoothly, they really had, until a tidal wave of Etemons and Gazimons descended on them. Wargreymon called for an immediate retreat, but Exveemon wanted to fight. He stayed behind and let out a good V-Laser on the attackers and scored on a few Gazimon, but an Etemon came flying in out of nowhere and punched him in the face.
That was when Weregarurumon and Wargreymon came to his rescue; they sent their own attacks at the foe before hoisting Exveemon up and shouting, "Get moving! Go, go, go!"
Not liking that they were half-pulling, half-dragging him along, Exveemon struggled for freedom, but couldn't extricate himself until they were right in front of the portal.
"Get back here! We gotta go!" Wargreymon shouted.
"Just a little something to remember us by!" Exveemon shouted back. "V-LASER!"
Then something exploded. Exveemon was thrown against the wall, and the last thing he saw was Wargreymon and Weregarurumon falling through the portal while part of the ceiling came crashing down on the horrified Gazimon and Etemons.
That had been awhile ago, and now, after waking up alone and finding that the portal was gone (and showing no signs of returning), Exveemon jogged down the halls of the Black Palace, trying to find a way out without being detected.
So far, it looked like he was doing a good job...
Metaletemon shook his head when he saw the smug gleam in the Exveemon's eye; he thought he was doing a good job in not being detected! No wonder this one got left behind.
Well, enough of this. He was getting bored, and now would be a good time for interrogating. He might even find out how the Rebels were able to get inside his base so many times.
Exveemon turned down yet another hallway - only to find himself in a square room with no way out, except the way he came in.
Deciding that this was a good time to stop and take a rest, Exveemon sat down on the floor with his back to the wall, the doorway to his right. Taking a deep sigh, he gathered whatever he could find of his wits and peered around the corner to see if there was anyone coming.
He couldn't see or hear anything, that must be a good sign.
Giving another sigh, Exveemon allowed himself a small chuckle. "Heh heh, so this is the great Black Palace, eh? Not much of a security system around here."
"Oh, I don't know."
Exveemon yelped and jumped to his feet, looking wildly around the room, only nobody was there.
But then there was: another doorway appeared, and leaning against the frame was none other than Metaletemon himself, grinning a broad grin of yellowish teeth.
"Its seems alright to me," the android digimon went on, making no move forward. "I've been watching you for quite some time. Been enjoying yourself, have you?"
Exveemon growled and took on a fighting stance, which made Metaletemon want to laugh out loud. Who was this champion kidding?
"You'll never take me alive, y'hear me?" Exveemon yelled, putting up both fists.
Metaletemon made no reply, but rather made four Etemon appear in a circle around the startled Exveemon.
Shocked as he was at the sudden appearance of four extra foes, Exveemon nevertheless kept up his act of bravado.
"So, you're back for some more, huh? Well take this!" The champion digimon landed a solid punch into the chest of one of the Etemon, who fell backwards with a grunt.
"And this!" Exveemon then swung his fist into the face of a second Etemon, who also went down.
"And some of this!" the blue dragon digimon cried as he rounded on the two other Etemons, punching them out as well.
Exveemon turned back to Metaletemon, grinning; was this all they-
-the two Etemon he punched first were back on their feet, chuckling.
Startled, but undaunted, the champion digimon took two more swings and knocked them both again. He looked back over his shoulder to see the other two had risen up as well. He swiftly landed some heavy punches on them also, but soon had to lay the first two down again.
Soon the four Etemon had Exveemon going around in a circle, punching them all down, only to have them raise up again.
Metaletemon was enjoying himself; they were only toying with the champion, his Etemon were. They easily could've subdued him within seconds, but, as they were only "extra arms" for Metaletemon, they knew he wanted to have some fun first.
Gritting his teeth, Exveemon still called out, "You still want more, eh? Well take this! And that! And some of this!"
Metaletemon was impressed; he never met such a recklessly brave digimon. However, within a few minutes he saw that the Exveemon was beginning to tire out, even though he still kept on throwing punches.
Finally Metaletemon decided he had enough of this.
"Banana Slip!"
"Whoa!"
Exveemon slipped on a banana peel that Metaletemon threw, and fell backwards.
It was all the four Etemon needed; before the champion digimon had completely fallen, they all jumped foward as one and seized each of Exveemon's four limbs in a vice-like grip. They then began pulling as hard as they could.
Gasping and growling, Exveemon tried to free himself from their grasps, but his tired arms and legs began to betray him as they were stretched out spreadeagled.
After one final grunt, the champion was fully stretched out in midair, unable to free himself from his captors.
"Grraah! Augh! Let - go - of - me!" Exveemon snarled, immobilized. His red eyes glared up as the android digimon approached.
"Take him to the interrogation room, boys," Metaletemon commanded smilingly, his dark sunglasses reflecting Exveemon's furious red eyes. "I'm going to have lots of fun with this one."