Digimon: Fight to the Finish
Prologue
In time, the Digital World has seen and overcome many different obstacles during its existence. Through the good and evil, it has survived and remained a place of mostly good and some bad memories to the human children who have stepped on its luscious green earth. There has been joy, but there has been pain, but overall, they survived and lived happily ever after.
Lady Ophanimon smiled to herself as she recollected all the memories as she gazed out of the window to her castle. The field of lilies wavered gracefully in the wind, and the Celestial Digimon with green armor and large wings took in this beautiful moment. She may never get this opportunity again.
There was an explosive beyond the field and Ophanimon drew back and sighed. This was no time to admire the beauty of nature. There was war going on outside, and she had war plans to finish. She normally didn't fight – she hated it. However, Seraphimon and Cherubimon were counting on her to rally her troops and join in before it was too late.
Ophanimon turned away from the window and faced the maps on the wall and letters on the tables. As she reviewed the positions of the enemy and the plans proposed by her generals, her mind wandered again to the Legendary Warriors, the latest heroes from the human world who had risked it all to save the Digital World. She smiled at the thought of the six children that had worked very hard together to save them. Her smile disappeared, though, when she remembered how chaos had returned, putting to waste their efforts.
She remembered at the latest conference coming up with the idea of recalling the heroes, but the Spirits of the Legendary Warriors had moved on, and the children surely weren't children anymore. It had been years since they were here in the Digital World. They would have moved on with their lives. No, it was time for a different approach. Yes, the council agreed they would need the help of human children, but they could not do it on their own. With the Spirits gone, they had to come up with a different approach. With what they decided, though, they hoped was enough to help stop the enemy. All Ophanimon had to do was call to them.
Nefertimon walked into her mistress's room and asked, "Mistress?"
Ophanimon snapped out of her daze and smiled at her faithful servant. Nefertimon had always been by her side and backed her every choice. They were extremely close and loved each other. "What is it, my girl?" Ophanimon asked as she moved away from the table.
Nefertimon lifted her cat head and rustled her wings softly as she said, "I have an urgent report from Lord Seraphimon. He says he has concern of a dark being slipping through our defense. We're not sure where it's headed, but he wants us to remain on our toes."
Ophanimon frowned and said, "Thank you. Please pass this news among MagnaAngemon and the other generals. We may have to mobilize faster than expected."
The cat-like Digimon bowed her head and said, "Yes, milady. I shall attend to this right away."
As Nefertimon left the room, Ophanimon began to look over the plans one more time. She didn't understand why some Digimon wanted to see the destruction of other lives. Could they not see each life was precious and should be taken care of with tender love? Each should be careful and always live happy and free. Bringing on war isn't always the answer, but Ophanimon understood when it was time to fight. She just wished there was a quiet time for peace.
A deep voice chuckled behind her and said, "You can only wish, Ophanimon. That will never happen."
She froze as she stood up straight and dropped her papers. Ophanimon tightened the grip on her staff. How could someone be here without her noticing, especially with this dark of a presence?
She slowly turned around and saw a large Digimon in a red cloak. She couldn't see his face, but large horns protrude from under the cloak. A dark aurora pulsed from the creature, and Ophanimon stepped back with a snarl on her face.
"What are you doing here?" She growled out as she pointed her staff at the Digimon.
The Digimon laughed and said, "I think you know why I'm here. Hand them over."
Ophanimon gave him a puzzled look and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me! Give me the Digivices, now!" He snapped back as he pushed Ophanimon into the bookcase.
Books fell to the floor, and Ophanimon let out a gasp of surprise. So the plan has gotten out.
She righted herself up and pointed her staff at the enemy. "You will never lay your hands on them, you monster! Now, go back to the dark hole you crawled out of!"
Just as she expected, he shot a dark ray from the palm of his hand and she dodged it swiftly. The bookcase and parts of the maps disintegrated and the Digimon laughed and said, "You can't run forever, milady. I know you don't like fighting, so why don't you give up now?"
Ophanimon smiled as she reached into her pockets and pulled out a small bag. As she shook it, there was a sound of metals clashing together. As the dark Digimon started at them with narrow eyes, Ophanimon replied coolly, "Oh, I'm just getting started."
As the bag began to glow, the Digimon roared and attacked again. There was an explosion and a flash of light as the ceiling began to fall. As the dust cleared, the dark Digimon howled with frustration. Ophanimon had collapsed on the floor, but the bag at her feet was empty with whatever was inside. The Digimon kicked the unconscious Ophanimon in the side as he growled and cursed under his breath.
He lifted the Celestial Digimon and threw her around his broad shoulders. As he gazed at the hole in the ceiling, he snarled and muttered, "So the games have begun." With a swish of his cloak, he disappeared, taking Ophanimon with him, leaving the room to smolder and burn.