Chapter Two of my exciting story will ensue after I give this message (sponsored by...er, nobody). Thank you to my friends for their wonderful (?) reviews! They haven't really helped me, but I appreciate the encouragement. But dont' let me keep you waiting, folks - here's my next chapter!
Chapter II: Hunting Lesson, 101
June 18th, 1872
"Lady Diane, you must be escorted to safety; quickly!" The Lady Maestreoe dashed into the carriage, aware of the current dangers. She set foot into her vehicle, and ordered the servant to drive. The horses, being young, were disobedient and neighed loudly. With a sudden jerk, the journey began.
As Lady Diane Maestreoe hushed her three children to be quiet, her favorite plant, a seemingly harmless pea-plant, began to wriggle.
"Tanemon, stop doing that! Do you have any idea what danger we're in right now? We must escape the DarkTyrannomon if we hope to talk to Lord Andrew Berrikens. He is the only one who can help you get back to DigiWorld…"
The carriage unexpectedly tumbled over, barely missing the nearby firehouse. All that was left after the dust settled was what spectators saw as a simple green plant, Lady Diane with her neck with a large gash, and a broken whip. There were no survivors…
-(Scene Skip: Back to Present)-
Marcus was sweating heavily now, knowing that this battle was close to the end. As he saw his Dorugamon weakening from Beelzebumon's silver bullets, a call came from his Digivice: a call from Jed.
"Bro, where are ya? We couldn't catch up with you through the crowd, so we stayed put. And what's that large booming voice?"
"Firstly, I'm not your brother – stop calling me that! We're fighting Beelze, but he's too strong for us. Tell Harry to find Madelyne…and get her to the entrance of the show!" Mark hastily replied.
"Wait, that stranger? But we barely know her…"
"I'll explain even more details later. But for now, just go get–" Marcus was suddenly cut off, as his Digivice suddenly short-circuited as a result of Dorugamon's badly-damaged wings.
Marcus quickly analyzed the situation he was in. The only way he could defeat Beelzebumon would be through Warp-Digivolution, but that was highly unlikely in this case. Mark can try a DigiSoul-Charge, but his recently-weakened arm would be in terrible pain, affecting Dorugamon's battle status. He knew Dorugamon would care for Marcus too much to continue fighting – he would just stop and tend to his wounds first. No, there had to be a better way…but what?
"Hey, you there, he's only for Rank B's and higher! Don't go off playing Hero now, you foolish–" an anonymous Tamer was cut short…literally. Beelzebumon quickly chose that time to shoot at the Tamer, resulting in the puncture of the head. Blood oozed from the Tamer's head.
Marcus stared in disbelief, not thinking what he had just witnessed could possibly be true. Can the Demon Gods really be this merciless?
"Mark, snap out of it," Dorugamon shot at him. "We're in a battle, so stop thinking about that dead girl and fight!"
Marcus quickly regained his senses, and knew exactly what to do.
"Dorugamon, Degenerate now." He simply said.
"Wait, are you nuts? I'm barely surviving now, let alone get offensive. My Dorumon form is hardly combat-ready against this guy. Whoa!" Dorugamon quickly exclaimed, dodging a shot from Beelzebumon.
"Just do what I say, Doruga…get to your Dorumon form." Marcus replied, not shaky anymore.
"Okay, you're the Boss." Dorugamon reverted back to his Dorumon self, immune to physical attacks at the moment.
"Silly boy, that's the last mistake you'll make. Prepared to be killed along with your Digimon scum!" Beelzebumon howled, as he prepared to use a Special Attack. "Double Impact!"
Heh, though Marcus. This was entirely what he had expected. The Great Demon Lord had fallen for bait. I guess these Lords aren't as smart as people say.
"Go, Dorumon! Here's an item: Complete-Digivolution!"
Dorumon, eyes aglow, spun in a complete 360º-circle. A blue shield of raw energy surrounded him, protecting the inner contents from harm's way – the Double Impact. After a few seconds, this egg-shaped envelopment began to cackle with power, and with a huge boom, exploded. Out came the fearsome…Dorughoramon.
"Beelzebumon, what kind of attack was that? It couldn't even prevent me from Digivolving? Pathetic attempt, Demon Lord. Maybe in your next life, you can try harder." Dorughoramon taunted, as his claws generated concentrated energy.
"Nice try, kid. And maybe next time, you can do better than attack a Demon Lord!" Beelzebumon shouted, as he fired off two rounds from his Berenjena.
Dorughoramon swerved to dodge the oncoming rounds, but failed to do so in his bulky form. The bullets punctured his outer armour, cut through his sides, and was lodged between his ribs. Dorughoramon screamed with pain.
"Beelze, you nasty Mon…I was playing defensively earlier, but this is beyond wickedness – prepare to be deleted!" he shouted, as his hands were glowing with power. "There is no place for you on this World, if you come to harm my Tamer. Brave Metal!"
Dorughoramon's searing-hot blaze hit Beelzebumon square in the chest, as he wasn't expecting retaliation.
"You…a simple Mega…managed to defeat me? Heh, in your dreams, buddy," Beelzebumon swore at him, blood spilling from his sides. Data were flooding out of him, his shady silhouette dimming. He prepared a final attack, summoning all of his strength. "Double Impact!"
Dorughoramon tried to avoid contact with this attack, but failed again in vain. This time, Beelzebumon didn't miss. The shot punctured Dorughoramon completely, reverting him back to Dorimon. Massive amounts of data were released from this sudden action, effectively paralyzing Dorimon.
"You can't kill a Demon Lord so easily…Digivolve!" Beelzebumon screamed, as energy surrounded him. Black power flooded everywhere, finally releasing Beelzebumon (Bluster) from this sudden surge of energy and life. "C'mon, baby – the fun has just begun. 'Cause Darkness has arrived."