Digimon: The Final Frontier
Bokamon sat under a tree in the center of a grassy meadow, the Digimon School sitting none too far away to the west. He had the book of knowledge open as per usual, and he was documenting the final return to normality from the Grand schism of Lucemon, who was, once again, stopped by the unification of the ten warriors of legend, in the form of six human children. "And then, in their combined might they formed Susanoomon and slew—" He spoke out loud, while writing it down. He had played a big part in the repairing process, so this was the first real chance he had to write it down.
The problem was, as he turned the page to continue his sentence, there were already letters appearing upon the page. He read them slowly as they appeared. "And… Then… The… Two… Hidden Spirit's… revealed… themselves… and the world… will… Fall… into… the hands of… Chaos." His eyes fell as he read the grim prediction in the book.
Neemon came waddling over in his usual, blissful state of ignorance, but then again, he was probably the only digimon who did know about the coming danger, so you really can't blame him. "Neemon, We have to go!!!!" He said, starting to run towards the one place where he wouldn't be called crazy.
Soon he was upon the steps of Seraphimon's palace. He banged upon the door as hard as he could, and Neemon ran right into it without thinking. "What are we doing here, Bokamon?"
"Quiet Neemon! We have an emergency!" Bokamon yelled at the stupid Digimon.
"Oh, you too? Cuz I really have to go, too!" Neemon explained, in his dimwitted tone.
Wizardmon answered the door to the large palace. "Yes, Bokamon? What is it?" He said, the collar of his robe blowing away from his face as he spoke.
Bokamon held up the book and showed Wizardmon the grim prophecy. "We have to discuss this with Seraphimon, now!" he said urgently.
Wizardmon's eyes grew large as he read the prophecy. "Yes, I'll bring you to his chamber." He said.
Wizardmon led them through the polished hallways of the palace, and Neemon wondered how they kept it so clean if it was only Seraphimon and Wizardmon in the place, and Bokamon snapped his waistband.
They soon came to Seraphimon's study, and there he was, sitting behind his desk, looking over a document. He looked up to see Bokamon and Neemon at the door. "Ah, Papa!" he said, still not having gotten over the habit of calling Bokamon papa. "What brings you here today?"
"I'm afraid Seraphimon, that this Bokamon has discovered a rather grim prophecy in the book of knowledge…" Wizardmon said, walking over and laying the book before Seraphimon.
Seraphimon read the Book and then looked up at the three Digimon standing before him. "I have to show this to the other two of the holy three." And with that He vanished.
Later that day, the Three Holy ones met, to discuss this prophecy. "It's obvious what we have to do." Seraphimon said.
"Call for help from the human world again?" Cherubimon suggested.
"Yes" Seraphimon said.
"We won't get the same as last time, it's been far too long, they are all too old to come back to the digital world." Ophanimon said.
"I know, but it should be easier to find those that are pure of heart, now that we can all work together." Seraphimon said.
They all closed their eyes, and seven beams of light shot out from the center of their circle, and then the Six Known Legendary spirits, the other four having been stolen by a phantomon, along with the Beast Spirits appeared in the center , and scattered to the four corners of the world
"Wizardmon" Seraphimon said, the little Digimon looking up "They won't all be in the same place, I want you to be a guide to them, help them when they need it, but don't make yourself know, not until they're all together."
Wizardmon bowed and said "As you command, lord Seraphimon" Before disappearing.