Okay, so I wasn't quite satisfied with my original version of the story, so I decided I wanted to try and do a remake of it. And co-writing this story with me is a good buddy of mine in the FanFiction author community. Everybody say hello to DJ Rodriguez, the very same author of the Monsters and Magic series, combining Toho with Disney! Is there anything you'd like to say to the audience before we get into this story?

DJ Rodriguez: Hello everyone! How are you all doing? A friend of mine asks for help, and I answer! I may not be an expert with Star Wars and Digimon like my friend here is, but always willing to do my best to help!

Marka Ragnos629: And I am very much grateful for the assistance. Also, since we're writing this story in roleplay format, the text style will shift between my style of writing and DJ's as the chapter progresses. But now, without further ado, let's get started!

*WE DON'T OWN DIGIMON OR STAR WARS: THE CLONE WARS!*

"Koromon digivolve to... Agumon!" = Normal Speech

'Yokomon digivolve to... Biyomon!' = Thoughts

"Motimon digivolve to... Tentomon!" = Force Ghost/Songs

"Tsunomon digivolve to... Gabumon!" = Someone Yelling

Bukamon digivolve to... Gomamon!" = Digimon Data


Adventure of a Fallen Jedi Turned Slave!


In a void between the dimensions of flesh and data, there were two individuals who we're floating in the air in a lotus position. Both were reading a copy of the same book, the Holy Bible King James Version, while they seemed to be concentrating two different types of energy. One of them was of light, the other of darkness. Both of them had hoods covering their heads with the shadows obscuring their facial features, but from just a glance, you can tell they're both very powerful.

"You know, old friend, it feels as though the Jedi are getting more and more complacent these days while the Sith seem to be more easily corrupted. Why do you suppose this is?" asked the hooded figure wearing black and red.

The other being looked to his companion across from him, looking towards the dark energy that represented the Sith. He spoke, "Both have lost what was shown to them. They have lost the wisdom to discern the subtle but strong differences in what is wrong and right. They have sadly let the mortal words of the world twist, pervert and corrupt what the Holy One had given them."

He put down the Bible, but left a marker there to pick up where he left off. He walked around slowly, his hands behind his back. He continued, "The Sith sadly let their emotions overcome them. It is one thing to have freedom, another to use it as an excuse to do evil. While they follow their emotions or hearts, without a strong mind and tempered spirit... they fall easily to the Evil Side. Seduced by the power, corrupted due to their negative emotions... and worst yet, believing that they are free when in reality, they are being shackled by the chains of the Enemy."

Of course, this being knew that the Jedi were in the same boat as the Sith but with some differences that was apparent.

The black and red hooded figure contemplated on his friend's words. He knew that he was right, but that doesn't put his mind at ease. If anything, it just brings up more questions and agitates the energies of the Dark Side that he channels. Sighing, this figure too marked his place in his Bible and stood up from his mediating position. Channeling Dark Side energy, he began to create a viewing mirror and started to watch some more recent events. Namely, the fall-out of a certain Jedi Padawan who tried to make a statement to the order and the Republican Senate in the worst possible way.

"Such potential to be a great Jedi, Miss Offee had. Yet, in her grief, she allowed herself to be seduced by the dark whisperings of the very energies I possess in the Force." he said almost regrettably. "And now, it appears as though the High Council of the Jedi Order plans to sell her to the Slave Pens of Tatooine as punishment. Only her master, Luminara Unduli, along with Ahsoka Tano and Anakin Skywalker, stood up for her and opposed this choice. Anakin only doing so because he knows what it's like to be a slave. Oh, how the once mighty Jedi have fallen. Truly, their ancestors, who honed their skills on Tython in the days of old, are rolling in their graves right now."

He reached to the left side of his belt and pulled out a strange looking device. One that looked almost like one of those old Tamagotchi toys that used to be sold in stores years ago. Looking to the shadows, he knew what had to be done.

"Old friend," he said as he turned to the other figure. "Duskmon and I will go on ahead and intercept those fools before the slavers arrive to pick up Barriss. You and your partner come when you're good and ready!"

The other being looked to his comrade, slowly lowering his hood to reveal his face. His face looked to be a young man, but in reality was more older than he looked. He was of Hispanic descent, dark brown skin with black hair and eyes. He wore thin glasses on his face, and carried himself accordingly.

He replied, "Myself and Angewomon will be ready when you are, my friend. And you are right... the true Jedi of old most likely are rolling in their graves.". He remembers on when Jedi did follow their hearts, did not shut off emotions or relationships. But they also honed their minds and spirits to make sure that they were tempered like a metal sword. To make sure that while going hot or cold, they made sure to not fall completely to their emotions.

It was not a perfect balance, but it did come close and the Jedi thrived in the era many millennia ago. But now... a Jedi had become corrupted due to not being fortified. The Word and Way of the Code he followed had become perverted, corrupted and twisted. He slowly started to not see the fine lines in all things, and soon... became the First Sith.

The Jedi were no better, shutting off emotions believing it was hindering their connection to the Force. But they were wrong; it only allowed them to use the Force partially. Not in the way as in the true ways in the past. Now, they were becoming like hard-asses with the Sith becoming like fools who did not see that they were being more enshackled than free like they believed.

The dark side figure chuckled and also lowered his own hood to reveal something truly awe inspiring to all current Sith.

He is a Sith Pureblood! A member of the crimson race of conquerors that originated on Korriban and first established the Sith Order! He appears to be a young man, but is much older. His vitality and youthful appearance is due to his mastery in the true arts of the Dark Side of the Force, unlike those like Sidious, who has mastered the tainted teachings of the Dark Side. Unlike most Sith Pureblood members, this one has obsidian skin instead of red. His hair is jet black and combed back to keep it out of the way, and he has bone protrusions on his cheekbones, the sides of his chin, above and where his eyebrows would be. His red eyes looked to burn a hole right through your soul, and carried on his belt is a Saberstaff, the trademark weapon of a Sith Assassin.

"I can always count on you to back me up, old friend." He said with a smile before opening a portal. "Duskmon, let's get a move on!"

Appearing from the shadows is a creature that looks mostly human, but with several differences. He has long blonde hair, red eyes, pale skin and is wearing armor that looks like the blackened bones of several creatures. His hands are two skulls that look almost like those of a demonic horse, and his armor has several working eyes in it.

"At once, Jhogolt! But why do we not bring more Digimon?" Duskmon asked.

"It seems as though the current Jedi and their Republican allies have resorted to using clones of a Mandalorian bounty hunter known as Jango Fett in their war. These clones are fairly skilled soldiers, and I don't want to risk any unnecessary casualties by bringing more Digimon than just you and Angewomon." replied the now named Jhogolt.

"Understood, brother. We'll get the job done." Duskmon said in understanding.

The other being watched them go, holding up a Saberstaff that had been his for untold millennia. He tested it for a bit, just loving to try his tool just for the heck of it. He activated it, a deep emerald energy blade coming forth that always mesmerized him. He compared the emerald to the skin of a certain giant monster he knew well from a movie he saw many years ago from another different universe entirely.

Angewomon looked to her close companion and asked, "Is there something on your mind, beloved?".

He looked to her and answered, "As always, right as ever my angel. I am still very disappointed in how the Jedi turned out. They used to find balance, both within themselves and outside of themselves. They took in the entire package, and often walked and lived the fine lines with conviction, courage and a firmness that made them tempered like steel. Now...".

He closed his eyes as he saw through the True Force the Jedi of today; shaking his head as many had become wise yet with no fire or passion. Shutting off their emotions instead of letting it course through, but not too wildly. Becoming more or less like hard-headed fools that thought they were wise, but not so. The keepers of peace had become closed off, too guarded off and that led to pride of the bad kind that often saw to their downfall hard.

He opened his eyes and looked to Angewomon, and the young Digimon female blushed from the intense love that the being was giving her. He smiled and stated, "Hopefully, this plan of ours will help at least one of the fallen Jedi to become truly balanced once more. This Offee girl has much potential, and I can only hope we can guide her in the right direction.". Like his fellow comrade, he respected very much free will... and also knew that it was also a double-edge sword should one not be aware of it.

He gave her a little peck on the lips, causing her to blush even more so. He said, "Now, let us get ready so when Jhogolt gives the signal, we shall act quickly."


On Coruscant, Barriss Offee was sitting in a cell in underneath the Jedi Temple in a prison that was used to hold their most dangerous criminals. She had her arms wrapped around her knees, which were folded up to rest against her chest as she sat in a fetal position, and looked ready to cry. But she just couldn't cry. Ever since this war started, ever since her first real kill, every tear she ever had dried up like the harsh desert sands on Tatooine.

Just thinking about that place made her shudder in fear. She's heard about what happens to the Slave women that are kept there. Most of them are kept as sex slaves for scum like Jabba the Hutt, others used as dancers or singers in cantinas. And the last two would be considered the more appealing options, if not for the fact they had no real freedom and were forced to wear skimpy metal clothing. Not to mention the Shock Collar placed on the back of her neck.

Despite the fact that she can no longer she'd tears, Barriss sniffled as she felt hope was lost.

Barriss grimaced as her stomach growled louder than a starving tiger. After she'd been imprisoned, the clones guarding the place had been instructed by Tarkin not to give her any food, and that was a full month ago. Right now, she was so hungry, she felt sick.

She laid down on her side and tried to go to sleep in order to stave off the hunger pains, even if she knew it would do no good. She's just fortunate that the admiral hadn't instructed the clones not to give her any water, but they always had a pair of Force Cuffs on her before giving her water. Barriss felt water actually start to pool in her eyes, the guilt of her actions bubbling over until it started to reach a breaking point.

She wasn't a praying woman, but Barriss always felt like there's a higher power than just the Force. So she closed her eyes and began to try and speak with this higher power.

"God... If you really are listening... I beg you for forgiveness! My actions were horrible and I have no excuse! Please... Just end my suffering...!"

And it would seem as though her prayer has been heard and answered. There was a quick *SNAP! HISS!* before the sound of a Lightsaber slicing through something resounded in the area. Barriss looked up and saw the Ray shield to her cell fizzling out as a hooded figure and a man in bone armor stood at the entrance.

"Come with us if you want to be a free woman!" exclaimed the hooded figure.

"Eh, wrong sci-fi, but it'll do." Barriss commented with a tired smile.


The Jedi Council on Coruscant was still in a bit of disarray after the trial of Barriss Offee, many members still feeling guilty about what they had done & almost done. Anakin Skywalker, the rising star in both the Jedi and military ranks, was with them along with his Padawan Ahsoka Tano. The other Jedi present in the meeting room was Obi-Wan Kenobi and Luminara, including the Masters such as Mace Windu and Yoda.

Though many felt guilty, they tried to smother it with their long-age practice of stoicism. Though anger was apparent with a certain Padawan. Ahsoka looked to the Council and exclaimed, "How could you do such a thing to Barriss?! I know what she did was wrong, but this?!" The orange-skinned beauty was of course upset on the actions of her former friend, but more so when she learned on what the Council had decided for her.

And now, she and Anakin had learned on what had happened to Barriss over the past month. Needless to say, she was ticked off big time!

One of the Masters calmly remarked, "Miss Offee made her choice in following the path she took, Padawan Ahsoka. She took the lives of many, and now must pay for it."

Suddenly, a sarcastic laugh filled the air that got the attention of the Jedi. A young but strong voice called out from thin air, "So this is what Jedi justice has become over the years now... hehehehehe... what a joke." The members of the Council, and other present Jedi, were looking around to find out where the voice was coming from.

Yoda had a deep frown on his face as he stated, "This being... deflecting the Force, he is. Not knowing his location, this is troubling."

The voice replied, "I am not deflecting the Force, ancient one. It is protecting me from your probing. But if you really wish to see who I am..."

A portal emerged in the middle of the room, causing all Jedi to leap back and activate their lightsabers out of reflex. The doors to the chambers closed, and the Knights & Clones outside that were stationed as guards were knocked out... and also snoring, which would look humorous to anyone else who witnessed this.

From the portal walked forth a young being in a robe that was a green hooded with black flames etched on the bottom that looked to be rising up. And when the being pulled back the hood, everyone was puzzled to see that it was a human with brown skin and hair. He looked very young, but felt immeasurable power & authority coming from him.

The young man looked to the Council, his eyes roaming over each member with a mixture of amusement and disappointment. Though when his eyes fell on Ahsoka, he smiled slightly and did a little bow to her despite that she was armed and ready to attack. He turned to Mace Windu and stated, "The Jedi Council... it has sadly fallen so far, the ancestors of the True Code would certainly roll over in their graves after witnessing what you have done."

One of the elderly Masters exclaimed, "Who are you?! State your business and why you are here?!"

The being chuckled and answered, "Allow to introduce myself. My name is Daniel, but those I call friend call me DJ. I am here to discuss with you the idiocy that you all have fallen into... the trap that you yourselves created when you started to change the True Code of a Jedi." The last part was spoken with such firmness and discipline, it actually made the Masters such as Yoda flinch.

Ahsoka looked to Daniel and stated, "True Code? What in the flaming heck are you talking about?!"

DJ looked to the fierce female fighting beauty once more, entranced not just by her exotic look... but by a fire that was still burning within her. It was not unjustified anger, but a righteous one that he thought had been extinguished by the Jedi long ago. He felt that there was yet hope for her. However, for her teacher Anakin... it was too late.

He did a playful bow to her and answered, "The True Code of the Jedi... they were guidelines that were observed long ago. And I do mean LONG ago. While guidelines in the practical sense, it was more as truth than mere rules to those like me who still follow it. The True Code of the Jedi was created when the very FIRST Jedi was created."

This got a gasp from the Masters. While they were not as old as Yoda, they did indeed remember their history. The True Code, now known as the Old Code, was how a real warrior for balance and peace conducted themselves. That they worked hard both externally and internally to maintain peace and balance in everything, not just with others but with themselves as well. The Old Code had lasted for many millennia, until some decided to change it for their own benefit. Now it was all but forgotten, replaced by the current Code of the Jedi.

Of course, Anakin and Obi-Wan did not know of this considering how young they were. Ahsoka also looked a bit clueless, which in DJ's eyes looked cute on her.

Yoda asked, "User of the Force you say... follower of the Old Code, you say... what ARE you?"

DJ merely smirked and answered, "That is for me to know, and you to try and deduce, amusing one. Now, I believe that one of you just called for reinforcements..." It was true, as one of the Masters had pushed a secret button on their seat to call in some Clone Troopers to the Council Room.


Back in the prison cells, Jhogolt and Duskmon were helping Barriss to heal to a point where she could at least move without having to struggle so much. It was by no means an easy task, as much of her muscle tissue has withered away due to both a lack of nutrients and movement. So they had to focus on restoring the lost muscle tissue first.

Now that Barriss got a good look at her savior, she could see that he was a well built man wearing robes of a Sith Inquisitor. The Toxic Force-Lord Robes, to be precise. Only it was primarily black in color with dark red accents here and there. And clipped to his belt is a Saberstaff that Barriss knew about from reading the old Holocrons in the Temple library.

"Pardon me, but didn't that Saberstaff once belong to the Sith Lord known as Lord Kallig?" Barriss asked.

"Oh, you recognize it, do ya?" replied Jhogolt in a jovial manner. "Yes, indeedy! This Saberstaff once belonged to my ancestor, Lord Kallig. I am called Jhogolt Kallig, though I mostly use the Kallig name as more of my clan name. And the big fella in the bone armor is my good friend and surrogate brother, Duskmon."

"Duskmon? Why do they call him that? And what does the 'mon' stand for?" Barriss asked with a raised eyebrow.

Duskmon chuckled and said "I'm called that because I'm a Digimon; short for Digital Monster. I'm from the Digital World. And all Digimon have names that end with mon."

Barriss would have asked more, but they all were jared from their conversation by the sounds of Lightsabers and gunfire from upstairs. Jhogolt sighed and shook his head.

"Awww, I can't believe they started the party without us!" he whined like a child. "Oh, but what choice was there? I'll suck it up and back them up! Duskmon, can you contact Vette, Ashara, Khem and Xalek and have them and their Digimon meet us in the Jedi Council Chambers?"

"I'm on it." Duskmon replied.

He took out a Holo-Communicator and began to dial Vette's number while Jhogolt continued to heal Barriss. Hey, just because he's a Darkness path Sith Assassin doesn't mean he doesn't know healing techniques.


Upstairs in the Jedi Council Room, DJ was smirking as he was dancing away from the various laser blasts and light saber slashes that were sent to him. In his head, he was moving to the song "Holding Out For A Hero" which was sung by Bonnie Tyler. The song was popular on a very faraway planet... in fact, said planet was in another different universe entirely.

When some ARC Clone Troopers entered into the room, he taunted not just them... but the Jedi with a smirk and a taunt. The Clones fired off their laser blasters, while Anakin, Ahsoka, Obi-Wan and Luminara took out their lightsabers. The Masters did the same, only Yoda and Mace did not as they merely leapt out of the way to observe the fighting.

DJ looked like he was barely evading their attacks, but that was not true. He did not want to waste movement and energy on exaggerated dodging, so he just moved his body precise where the red laser energy would sizzle by him harmlessly. His smirk widened when he started to dance around the Jedi, evading their powerful but predictable slashes... and actually laughing as he continued to evade them!

The Hispanic lad actually MOON-WALKED from a Clone's fire, than did a backflip to evade Ahsoka's slash attack from behind him. He slid to the stunned Padawan and whispered, "Not bad, beautiful. But I think you need to work more on your reflexes." She blushed and her anger rose, slashing at him again in fury. Anakin and the others were disappointed that Ahsoka was now being clouded by anger, but not DJ.

He smiled and thought, 'While she is angry, I can sense that she has enough control of herself to not do anything stupid. Heh, another one with potential...' Anakin rushed in to get into close-range... but DJ's eyes hardened for a split second before he sent out a Force Pulse that knocked the air out of him!

The Chosen One was knocked on his back... than looked up to see the intruder pointing his Saber-Staff at him, the emerald energy blade close to the point where just one scratch would be enough to have Anakin drown in his own blood. All were amazed that the potent Jedi Knight was taken down so easily.

Skywalker was full of rage, and tried to use the Force... but to his surprise, the Force was not responding to him at all! Instead, it was being wielded by the stranger who used it to pin his limbs to the ground.

DJ stated coolly, "You have passion and fire, but sadly you lack discipline, self-restraint and wisdom. You lack being able to let go of certain things, young fool." Anakin was now boiling mad, very upset at the upstart.

The ARC Clones soon had back-up arriving, with more than twenty Clones now aiming high-powered energy rifles at him! DJ looked to the troops, his cool look replaced by a smirk. He stated, "While I enjoy a good fight as much as the next Jedi Knight... I just hate to hog all of the limelight. HEY ANGEWOMON, TIME FOR YOU TO GET THIS PARTY REALLY ROLLING!"

The Jedi and Clones were wondering on who he was talking to... until another portal emerge next DJ! Coming out was a tall, beautiful woman with white wings and a figure that would put even most of the Twi'lek that the Hutts had to shame!

Angewomon smiled as she was next to DJ and asked, "It's sweet of you to let me have a turn at these hard-cases, DJ! Any requests before I take action?"

DJ nodded and answered, "Just one request... hit me with your best shot!" Angewomon knew what that meant, flying up with her wings and preparing her "Celestial Arrow" attack! The Jedi and Clones were amazed to see what appeared to be energy forming in the shape of an arrow as the female used her arms like it was a bow itself!

Angewomon declared, "Celestial Arrow!" She fired the white arrow of energy at DJ, who then started to swing his Saber-staff in front of him like a fan! The arrow actually passed through his body harmlessly, and got split into many smaller segments by the saber! The arrow had become multiple energy bursts that hit the ARC Clones dead center, causing them to go out of commission! Not dead, but would be sporting lovely deep bruises in the morning.

Obi-Wan and Luminara tried to deflect it with their sabers, but once the energy made contact with theirs... it caused an energy surge backlash that flew through their sabers, electrocuting them and causing them to scream out before getting KO! The shock was SO BAD, you could literally see their skeletons as if looking through an X-Ray Machine for a brief moment! The Masters were not expecting this, and they dodged the attack rather then deflecting them. Ahsoka got clipped by one of the energy shots, but not as bad as the Clones of her Masters. Anakin had dodged as well, cursing on how this unknown was making fools of them.

The attack soon ceased, DJ stopping his staff and looking at the downed enemies. He looked to the remaining Masters, Anakin, and Ahsoka. He looked to his lady love and asked, "Angewomon, I know this may seem much but... can you kindly tell these young ones what the True Code is before we leave? I can sense that a LOT of troops are now on their way since most likely they heard our little party here."

But just as DJ said that, there was a huge ruckus out in the hall. Everyone who was still conscious bolted upright as they heard the sound of gunfire, Lightsaber slashes and curses that would make most Hutts green with envy. It got so bad, everything started shaking as though an earthquake was happening! And there was debris flying everywhere! And THEN! It stopped...!

All was silent for but a moment... When suddenly, the doors to the council room was blasted inward, slamming into Mace Windu, who couldn't get out of the way in time. He was alive, but in a great deal of pain.

"Medic...!" groaned Mace.

In stomped Duskmon and Jhogolt, both looking victorious as they inhaled the smell of smoke and gunpowder.

"WHOO YEAH! Now, THAT'S what happens when you mix C4 with a bean burrito! Now, be honest - I'm not the only one with a case of dry eye from all that fighting, am I?" Jhogolt asked, adrenaline still pumping through his veins.

The gathered Jedi and clones were all looking at Jhogolt as if he'd grown a second head, but in reality, they were surprised by the species that he was. After all, at this point in history, the Sith Species was thought to be extinct. Jhogolt merely cackled like a madman and lowered his hood.

"Apprentices Ashara and Xalek, do me a favor and pry master bald man out of the wall from behind the door so we can explain everything."

"Yes, Master." replied two voices, one male and one female.

In walked a beautiful Togruta woman who looked like she could pass off as Shaak-Ti's younger sister. Her skin is the same shade of orange as Ahsoka's, but she has different facial markings than her. And her Montrals and Lekku are longer than Ahsoka's, showing she's matured into adulthood. She wears armor like a Jedi Knight of the days of the Old Republic and has two Lightsabers clipped to her belt.

Next to her was a species that many recognized as a Kaleesh. Like many other warriors of his time, this one wears a skull mask similar to the face of General Grievous, but he has a Saberstaff clipped to his belt.

They both looked at each other and sighed, sensing the weakness and feeling of loss emanating from this council. All except for Ahsoka, who still has that righteous fire burning deep within her soul.

"Well, love, let's get this over with. My shoulders hurt from all that fighting we did on the way here, and I need you to work your magic on them." the Togruta said to the Kaleesh.

The Kaleesh merely chuckled and said "Worry not, Ashara. I'll be sure to give you a nice, long shoulder massage as soon as we're back on the ship."

"Thank you, Xalek. You really are the best boyfriend a girl could ask for." Ashara said with a smile.

She leaned up and kissed the Kaleesh, who we now know is called Xalek, on the cheek. This action made him blush furiously and chuckle like a lovestruck idiot. But he quickly collected himself as he and Ashara went to get Mace Windu out of the wall.

"Good thing I brought a crowbar." Xalek commented.

Angewomon was hovering above DJ, ready to take him away from the battle since that was his orders. She looked to the stunned group, especially after Mace was removed from the wall by the apprentices of Jhogolt. Once everyone was here, and also listening & not fighting, she started to make her statement.

Using her Light Celestial power, she formed a bubble around the compartment so only they could hear what was to be said. Any kind of eavesdropping tool or technique was rendered useless until the bubble ceased to exist.

She called out, "Listen well, all of you in this room! Here is the True Code of the Jedi. It is something that has been the true meaning of the Force... until it got tainted, corrupted and changed only to suit mortal needs."

Angewomon continued on, her voice clear and strong, "To be a true warrior of the Force, you must discern right from wrong. You must look into subtly and strength. You must see the fine lines that are set before you, to never cross over into something that you know is blocked for a reason."

DJ picked up, "A true warrior must have passion, drive and ambition. To strive to become better, but to NEVER shut off emotion! To make sure that your mind is equally as strong as your heart!"

Jhogolt put in, "A true warrior accepts uniqueness and creativity, but also makes sure that it never goes too far beyond what is acceptable. To learn also that while free will is a gift... it is something that should never be taken lightly or for granted. To see the consequences in choices, not just that it is yours to make."

Duskmon finished, "A true warrior also defends the innocent, to lift up the weak and to fight for what is truly right set down by the High One Himself. To He who is more than the Force."

The Jedi were all stunned to hear this, as the True Code contradicted the current Jedi Code that all were following right now. Anakin, Ahsoka, the other Jedi Masters, Mace and Yoda were looking at the intruders who looked to be potent due to following such a code.

Angewomon stated, "And now I believe that it is time for me and DJ to do what we do best."

An ARC Clone inquired, "Yeah, and what would that be, sweet cheeks?!"

DJ smirked and remarked, "First off, only I can call her that, Baldy. And second, here is what we do best..."

Both looked at one another, smirks wide as they both exclaim, "DISTRACTION!"

Angewomon suddenly shot up into the air and created golden, glowing fist constructs around her hands before firing mini Celestial Arrows from them in rapid succession. This made the Jedi and clones scream in surprise as they ducked and dodged to try and stay out of range. Fat lot of good THAT did, what with the explosions coming off of them.

"Multi-Arrows!" she intoned as she fired the arrows.

DJ, meanwhile, crouched down to the ground and struck it with his fist. The result was a Blue Pulse Blast that was strong enough to knock all of the Jedi to the ground. Some of them, like Anakin, Obi-Wan and Luminara, tried to anchor themselves to the ground with the Force, but it did them no good.

Matter of fact, this technique DJ used was based off of a similar technique sometimes used by a famous monster from another universe.

"Let this be a lesson to you, Jedi! We did not start these Clone Wars of yours, and we did not cause you to start these horrible ways that turned you into nothing more than emotionless Droids," Angewomon began.

"But we will leave you all enlightened!" DJ finished. "Meditate on the true code of the Jedi, and think about what it means to truly be Jedi!"

But with their job done, Angewomon created another portal and had everyone go through it to get out of the temple. Jhogolt and Duskmon, however, stayed behind for a moment.

"Oh, and there's just one more thing." Jhogolt said, putting his hood back up.

"...What?" Mace asked, instantly on edge.

"We're taking Barriss! Bye!"

With that, the Sith Pureblood threw the young Mirialan, who the Jedi council, Anakin, Ahsoka and Luminara somehow didn't notice being brought into the room, through the portal and jumped through with Duskmon close behind. Unfortunately for the Jedi, the portal closed before they could attempt to pursue. An awkward silence rang throughout the room before Ahsoka broke that silence.

"Well, shoot!"


*To Be Continued…*


Well, there's the first chapter of the rewrite, everyone! I hope you like it, because me and DJ here worked extra hard on it. Anyway, I have some questions for you all in regards to the story's progression.

If you had to fight the Jedi Council with a Digimon by your side, what Digimon would it be?

What would your advice to the Jedi Council be if you were in this situation?

What do you think of me shipping Ashara with Xalek?

DJ's Questions...

1.) What do you think of Barriss' punishment by the Jedi Council? What would your decision have been concerning her?

2.) Who do you think is the perfect Digimon partner for Barriss?

3.) What kind of comment would you make to the Jedi Council and clones?

4.) And finally... what kind of action would you take against the Jedi and clones? And with which Digimon?

Marka Ragnos629: Well everyone, we sincerely hope that all y'all enjoyed this chapter of the story. Next up, we're going to be giving you a little treat and introducing a member of the Digimon Sovereign to Barriss. Don't forget to leave a review and answer our questions, and we'll see you all again in the next chapter!