Part 3:Rescue Mission
Kokuwamon was laid upon a cot in the infirmary. A pair of clamps were attached to his pronged horns. Cables lead from the clamps to a battery pack beside the bed. An occasional electric buzz emanated from the apparatus. As it slowly pumped electrical energy into his body.
Beside the bed stood a small bunny like digimon, called Cutemon. Their fur was colored a bright pink. A white scarf, was around their neck. As well as a stethoscope with large headphones decorated with a pair of red crosses.
Grademon also stood nearby, arms crossed. "What's his condition doctor?"
"He's drained almost all of his energy." Cutemon answered, his voice slightly high pitched. "Kokuwamon work a lot like electrical batteries. They can run for a long time, but they need to stay recharged. Otherwise they'll eventually be drained of power, and need time to fully recharge again."
"How long will that take?"
"Hard to say. I'll keep monitoring him, and be sure to let you know when he wakes."
Grademon nodded with a sigh, and headed toward the infirmary's exit. As he stepped out of the doors, he caught Gatomon out the corner of his vision. The cat stood by the entrance, waiting. She spared the knight an angry glare, before heading inside.
Gatomon looked about as she strolled into the infirmary. Dozens of cots were lined up against the walls. Each one had a curtain, that could be drawn around it. The cat's nose scrunched as she sniffed, the faint smell of chloroform, and other such chemicals hanging in the air.
"Umm...excuse me." Gatomon said, as she approached Cutemon.
The doctor turned, clipboard in hand. "Ah, hello there. How can I help you?"
"I was just hoping to see Kokuwamon."
"Are you a friend of his?" the doctor asked, brow quirked.
"Yes. Though, we don't really know each other all that well. He and I were among the prisoners from Phelesmon's tower."
Cutemon's eyes lit up. "Oh, that would explain the circuit mark on his body! I thought I had seen it somewhere before."
Gatomon paused to touch a claw to her own mark. "So how is he?"
"He'll be alright. He just needs to rest, and recharge."
The cat sighed a little in relief. "That's good to hear."
"So, was there anything else I can help you with?"
Gatomon was about to respond 'no', but stopped herself. She looked down at her claws, momentarily feeling shredding metal beneath them. It was underscored by the burning of the virus injection.
"Doctor...do you know anything about mental trauma?"
Cutemon's eyes widened a little. "Why do you ask?"
Gatomon swallowed a lump in her throat. "Ever since those machines showed up again, I haven't quite been myself. I keep seeing, and feeling all the horrible experiences I suffered at their hands. Yesterday….I finally snapped, and jumped into the middle of the battlefield. I was so angry, my body moved on its own. That's never happened to me before."
Cutemon set his clipboard aside, and approached her. "Well, unfortunately I can't really help you. My specialty is practical medicine, and surgery, not psychology. If you want I can look into finding someone for you."
"If it's not too much trouble, I'd very much appreciate that."
"I'll see what I can do." he smiled. "And don't worry about your friend. He's in good hands."
"Thank you doctor."
Gatomon gave him a respectful bow, before turning to take her leave.
Gatomon came to visit Kokuwamon in the infirmary late the next day. She sat at his bed side, eating her dinner. Occasionally she would look up from her meal to see if there was any change in his condition.
Cutemon stood not far away. The doctor was going over his inventory of medicines, and other supplies. He occasionally muttered to himself, as he counted, and checked each item off.
As Gatomon was in mid-bite, a large spark of electricity suddenly crackled between Kokuwamon's prongs. His eyes then flickered on, like a pair of leds. With a groan, he slowly looked about, his eyes soon laying upon the cat.
"Gatomon?" he asked in slight surprise.
"Yes, its me." she nodded. "Doctor! He's awake!"
Cutemon quickly set his work aside, and rushed over to Kokuwamon's bedside. "Good afternoon! Glad to see your awake. I'm Cutemon, and I've been your caretaker."
"How long have I been out?" Kokuwamon asked, sitting up.
The cables attached to his prongs went taut, pulling on the attached electric battery.
"Woah! Easy there!" Cutemon exclaimed.
He moved over to the battery, switching it off. He then leapt onto the bed, undoing the clamps. Kokuwamon ran a claw along his prongs, and gave the doctor a nod of thanks.
"How long have I been out?" Kokuwamon repeated.
"Nearly twenty-four hours." Cutemon replied. "How are you feeling?"
Kokuwamon experimentally snapped his pincers. "Fully charged, and functional."
"Excellent! I'm glad to hear it." He turned to the Gatomon ."Could you watch him for a bit? I need to send word to Grademon."
"Of course."
Cutemon gave her a quick nod of thanks, before taking his leave. The two watched him go, before turning their attentions back to each other.
"How have you been Gatomon?"
"Well...there is a war going on." she chuckled. "Other than that, things here have been nice. It's slowly starting to feel like home." She paused. "More importantly, what about you? Why are you here? What happened?"
Kokuwamon sighed with a deep frown. "After you all left to Nexus, I started to rebuild the station with what supplies we had. After that, Locomon and I started taking regular trips along the rail line, picking up, and moving passengers. We were even talking about making a few more stations along the way. Things were going great."
His frown deepened. "Eventually, word about the machine empire moving their forces began to spread. We heard about all kinds of destruction they caused in their wake. Then, a few days ago, we were stopping for repairs, when were approached by a large group of travelers. It turned out they were refugees from a town that was destroyed by the machine army."
Gatomon grit her teeth, digging her claws into the wood of her chair. She tried to hold back her anger, as Kokuwamon continued.
"So, we offered to take them to Nexus. Since it was the safest place in the world right now. But...when we neared the Nexus station...it had been taken over by the machines. It looked like they were using it as some kind of outpost. We tried to reverse back to another station behind us, but there was another group a mile or so down the track. Whether they had meant to or not, they had cut us off. We were trapped."
"So, I volunteered to go to Nexus, and get help. But the enemy spotted me. I couldn't lead them back to Locomon, or let them know where I was headed. I tried to lose them. It took me hours, before I was finally safe. I headed to Nexus after that, and well...you know the rest."
"Damn those bastards." Gatomon growled.
"Gatomon?" Kokuwamon said, a tinge of worry in his voice.
"Hmm? Sorry."
Grademon chose that moment to enter the infirmary. Cutemon followed in step behind him, while Wisemon floated at his side. The golden knight spared Gatomon a glance, then turned to Kokuwamon.
"I am Grademon, a captain of the royal knights. You said you had a message. What is it?"
The rookie explained the situation once again to Grademon. The knight listened intently, not interrupting despite his questions. When Kokuwamon was finally done with his story, he looked up to Grademon pleadingly.
"Will you help us?"
There was a long silence, as Grademon pondered the request. Gatomon stared at the knight, waiting for his response with bated breath. Should he refuse, her anger was ready to reach its boiling point.
"Very well. We will help."
Kokuwamon sighed in relief, and smiled.
"I don't have that many soldiers to spare, but I'll put a team together." Grademon went on. "Then, we'll mobilize, and rescue these refugees."
"I volunteer for the mission!" Gatomon exclaimed, standing from her seat.
Grademon was immediately going to refuse, when Wisemon intervened.
"I think that is an excellent suggestion!" he exclaimed. "You've shown sharp reflexes, and senses. As well as great fighting ability. A perfect combination for a more covert, and subtle operation. Don't you think so, captain?"
Grademon narrowed his eyes at Wisemon. He knew the wizard was taking Gatomon's side, and obviously had a bias. However, he did make several valid points. He could not refute the cat's agility, and skill in battle.
"Very well." He eventually conceded. "However, I have a condition. I will be sending one of my lieutenants as well. She will be in charge of this operation. You are to obey her orders without question. I will not have you running off on your own whims." He leaned down toward Gatomon, narrowing his eyes. "Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal, sir." she answered with a glare.
"Good. Meet at he front gate in an hours time. There, you will meet with your team, and everyone will be debriefed on the situation."
"Captain...Grademon...sir?" Kokuwamon said, raising his claw shakily.
"Yes?"
"I'd like to go on this mission as well."
Grademon shook his head. "I understand that you wish to help, but I'm afraid that's where I draw the line. You've done enough for them, let us handle the rest."
"But..." The rookie's protest died in his throat, and he gave a nod in reply.
"Good." Grademon turned back to Gatomon. "Remember, two hours."
The knight then spun about, and and strolled toward the exit. Wisemon offered Gatomon a small wave, before following after him.
It was nearly dusk, when Gatomon arrived at the front gates. She could see a quartet of PawnChessmon standing there at attention. Each of them was well armed, wielding a personal weapon in addition to the standard spear, and shield. Gatomon was also surprised to see DinoHyumon there as well.
She waved toward to her friend, happy to see a familiar face. The other champion waved back with a smile.
"You volunteered for this mission too?" Gatomon asked, as she approached.
"No. Grademon picked me out." DinoHyumon answered, shaking her head. "So, what exactly, is this mission anyway?"
"You're about to find out soldier." said another voice.
Gatomon, and DinoHyumon turned, to see a Knightmon approaching. A red mantle was draped over her right shoulder. It was held in place by a golden brooch, carved into the symbol of the crest of the royal knights. The crest and mantle denoted her status as a lieutenant.
The PawnChessmon all quickly saluted as he neared.
"At ease." she commanded. "Now, to answer your question, DinoHyumon. We're heading on a rescue mission. A group of refugees has been trapped in enemy territory, and needs our help. Grademon has put me in charge of this operation." She spared a glance at Gatomon before continuing.
"Once the sun sets we will be heading out into enemy territory. We will use the cover of darkness to our advantage. Then, we will search out and find the refugees, and bring them back to Nexus safely. Are there any questions?"
When she received none response, she nodded. "Excellent! You have until sundown to prepare! Once your are done, meet me back here! Dismissed!"
Within the next couple of hours, the search party gathered together supplies, and equipment for their journey. Patch wished his two friends the best of luck, before they headed off to meet with the others.
The moon was slowly beginning to rise on the horizon, as the party all gathered once more. They all stood at attention, lined up, and awaiting orders. Knightmon looked along the line, inspecting them with a discerning eye.
"Is everyone ready?!"
"Yes mam!"
"Very well then. Everyone, move out!"
With Knightmon in the lead, the rescue party marched out of one of the cities side gates. Dark cloaks were wrapped about their forms. To better camouflage them as they moved across the plains in the darkness of night.
At the forest's edge, the lone figure of a Sealsdramon watched them from afar. He sat in the shadows of a treetop, hidden from sight. His infrared sensors were able to detect their heat, and pick them out from the darkness.
With a click of his finger, he activated his built in communicator. "Command, this is First Lieutenant 514C, reporting in, with an urgent message. "
After a few moments, the call was redirected. A deep robotic voice then came over the comms.
"First Lieutenant 514C, this is Major 138F. What do you have to report?"
"Sir, I've just spotted a team of seven leaving Nexus. They seem to be headed westward. Should I pursue?"
"Affirmative. I will send a team to rendezvous with you at supply point three. Until then, observe, and do not engage."
"Understood, sir."
"Good, Major 138F, out."
With a small beep, the comms cut. The lone Sealsdramon then leapt from the trees, landing on his feet. He began to move alongside the group of seven, keeping to the shadows, and the cover of the trees.
For nearly twenty minutes, the party marched through the night. They eventually began to turn toward the edge of the plain. When they reached the border of the forest, Knightmon gave the order to stop. She then turned to her team, looking over each of them.
"Once we enter the forest, we'll be in enemy territory." she stated, voice sharp. "We must be on our guard, and keep ourselves from being spotted. We cannot afford to get drawn into unnecessary fights. Our mission is to save the refugees, nothing more. Clear?"
"Yes mam!"
Knightmon nodded, drawing her side sword. The others, save for Gatomon, drew their weapons as well. The lieutenant then took her first steps into forest, her companions following behind her.
The party moved at a measured pace, trying to keep noise to a minimum. Shafts of moonlight pierced through the treetops, providing some amount of light. Though even with their silver glow, the forest was still filled with dark shadows. The PawnChessmon were on edge, ready to attack anything that moved within the darkness. Even DinoHyumon felt a bit unnerved by the darkness around them.
The only ones unaffected, seemed to the lieutenant, and Gatomon. The knight's training, and experience, allowed her to have a cool head, and keep a steady hand. Gatomon had years of experience as well. However, her natural feline nature also made her perfectly adapted to the night. Her ears could catch the faintest sound. While her eyes shimmered in the darkness, pupils growing to double their size.
After some time, Gatomon suddenly heard a small noise to her right. Her eyes narrowed, and she slowly moved toward the head of the pack.
"Lieutenant." she whispered, once she was alongside her. "I think we're being followed."
The knight kept her eyes forward, as she replied. "I've had that feeling as well. I've been getting the sense we've been watched for some time. Though it was just a gut feeling."
"I think they're not far behind us." Gatomon said. "I heard them, but I couldn't see them, not even with my night vision."
"A master of camouflage most likely." Knightmon surmised. "That, or they have some sort of cloaking device."
"What she would do?"
"Let the others know. But don't let them do anything that will let our pursuer know we're onto them."
Gatomon nodded, and slowly went down the line, whispering the news to her companions. They controlled their reflex to look about for their pursuer, and remained calm. The party continued on their course, bodies tense, and ready to spring into action.
After a time, Gatomon's ears began to catch the sound of other enemies. She counted at least eight in total, all of them moving with equal stealth, and subtlety. The cat relayed this new information to Knightmon, who simply took it with a nod.
The tense silence began to become palpable, as the minutes dragged on. Several members of the party could practically feel the eyes of their pursuers on them. Every shadow appeared like an enemy, and any sound could be a prelude to battle.
When the moon was reaching it's zenith, the pursuers finally struck.
Gatomon heard their movements, before eight Sealsdramon leapt from the shadow' of the trees. Their eyes glowed red, and a gleaming combat knife was held in each of their grips. Four of them, leapt in front of Knightmon's path. While the other four, targeted an individual member of the group. They were relying on the element of surprise to carry them, but they would not be so fortunate.
Knightmon hefted the blade at her side, as the Sealsdramon approached. With several quick swipes she parried their knives easily. One of them then dashed behind her in a blur of speed, dagger held in a reverse grip. She sidestepped out of the attacks path, then struck the machine with an armored fist. As he staggered back, Knightmon struck with a single rapid slash, cutting the Sealdramon's head from his shoulders.
As his body dissolved into data, she slowly turned to the other three. With her blade raised, she motioned them forward, goading them to attack.
Dinohyumon used her own knife to block the Sealsdramon's incoming attack. There was a flash of sparks in the dark, as the two edges met. The two began to exchange several swift slashes, more sparks beginning to fly. After a few more exchanges the Sealsdramon backed away, gaining some distance. He then reversed the grip on his blade, holding it aloft.
"Death Behind!"
Suddenly in a blur of speed, he disappeared. Dinohyumon's eyes darted about, searching for her opponent. That was when she felt the rush of movement, and bloodthirsty aura behind her. She quickly whipped around, narrowly blocking Sealsdramon's blade. With all her strength, she knocked the blade aside, and countered with a kick, and a slash to the Sealsdramon's chest.
As she came in for another strike, the Sealsdramon caught her arm, and threw her over his shoulder. He came down with his blade, as she lay momentarily stunned. Dinohyumon rolled away from the blade, and quickly rose to her feet. With a smooth motion, she sheathed her knife, and gripped the handle of the sword upon her back.
"Akinakes!"
With the shout of her attack, she swung the blade down with all her might. It's sheer weight, and deadly sharpness, cleaved the Sealsdramon right down the middle. The two halves of his body fell into opposing directions, before dispersing into particles of data.
The four PawnChessmon quickly moved together, back to back. They raised their shields, and weapons, forming into a defensive phalanx. The Sealsdramon that came in on them were quickly thwarted by their defense. Their blades proved ineffective against their combined shields. While each time they tried to find an opening, one of the PawnChessmon's weapons would strike out at them. Leaving them all at a stalemate.
Gatomon performed a deft handspring, avoiding her opponent's attack. She leapt toward him to counter, claws outstretched. The Sealsdramon dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack. Gatomon continued forward, and bounded off a nearby tree, coming back at the machine with a spinning kick, and striking him across the face.
The Sealsdramon was sent reeling, but soon recovered and charged forward with his knife. Gatomon dodged to the side, the blade grazing her cheek. As the machine spun about for another attack, she rushed forward. With lightning speed, her claws thrust into his chest. He stopped dead in his tracks, and crumpled to the ground, body dissolving into data.
Knightmon quickly dispatched the three Sealsdramon before her, leaving only two remaining. With their companions now slain, the two Sealsdramon moved to make an escape. Gatomon moved on one of them in a flash, knocking him to the ground with a full bodied tackle.
Dinohyumon moved into the path of the other, her greatsword drawn. The machine readied his blade, aiming to cut her down. Dinohyumon sidestepped the incoming thrust, and brought down her sword to counter. The blade cut right through his middle, his body bursting into shimmering data.
Gatomon was about to bring her claw down on the fallen Sealsdramon, when she felt a firm hand grab her wrist. She whipped around angrily, coming face to face with Knightmon.
"I want him alive." the lieutenant commanded. "We could obtain some useful information from him."
After a few moments of tense silence, Gatomon gave a begrudging nod. She leapt off the Sealsdramon's back, and moved aside. Knightmon stepped forward, placing her blade at the machine's throat.
"Stand up, and drop your weapon!"
The Sealsdramon slowly rose up to his feet, arms upraised. Knightmon narrowed her eyes, making him finally drop his weapon. She kept her blade trained on his throat, and turned to one of the PawnChessmon.
"Tie him up."
The rookie saluted, and pulled a length of thick corded rope from his bag. The Sealsdramon made no attempt to resist, as the knight bound his limbs, tieing his body off to a nearby tree. After making sure the knots were secure, the PawnChessmon gave his commander a smart salute.
She nodded at him, and turned to the bound machine. "Now, you're going to tell me what I want know. Let's start off with an easy question. What is your rank?"
"My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C." he responded.
Knightmon was a bit taken back by the reply. She was expecting some kind of resistance, or insulting response. Not an immediate answer.
"Why were you following us?"
"My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C." the Sealsdramon repeated.
Knightmon narrowed her eyes. "What are the general's next plans of attack?"
"My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C. My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C. My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C. My designation, is first lieutenant, 514C. My designation…"
The machine continued to drone on, and on repeating the same response. Knightmon's patience soon weared thin, and she lashed out with her blade. The stream of responses was cut off, as the blade touched the machine's throat.
"I don't have time for your games." she growled dangerously. "You will give me the answers I want, or else."
He looked up to the knight, his red eye dilating to focus. "You won't harm me. Your knightly code won't allow you to harm a helpless digimon. Your threats are empty."
Knightmon growled at the machine, grip tightening on her blade. As she considered her options, Gatomon stepped forward.
"She may have qualms about hurting you, but I don't." she snarled, baring her claws.
The Sealsdramon slowly turned to her, eye dilating once more. "My scans show that you bear an injection marker from the original Abaddon virus. And yet, your are not infected."
"You damn machines captured me, and took me to Phelesmon's tower!" she hissed through grit fangs. " You tortured me, and injected me with that virus! So you could wait for it to take hold, and leave me your slave!"
"It is a pity that you somehow rejected the virus. You are a fine specimen, and a deadly fighter. You would have served Daemon well."
Gatomon's eyes turned to pinpricks, face shifting into a mask of fury. Faster than even Knightmon could perceive, she charged forward, sinking her claws deep into his right shoulder.
"You bastard! I'll make you suffer!" she roared, practically spitting in his face. "I'll kill every single one of you damn monsters!"
"Gatomon, stand down!" Knightmon commanded.
Gatomon ignored her, and began to press harder into the machine's shoulder. Her claws eventually pierced his more organic components, making him groan in pain. Before she could press any further, Knightmon grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, pulling her away.
"I said stand down! If you do not control yourself this instant, I will be forced to take extreme actions!"
The cat struggled against her grip for a few moments, before taking a handful of deep breaths. Her muscles soon untensed, body sagging and hanging limply from Knightmon's grip. With her emotions seemingly calmed, the lieutenant set her gently onto the ground. When she made no attempt to attack again, Knightmon looked back to the prisoner.
"I suggest you choose your next words carefully. I don't know if I'll be able to stop her next time."
The Sealsdramon looked up at the knight, then slowly turned toward Gatomon. Her head was hung low, but her eyes still held a cold fury. One that almost made the machine seize up in fear.
"Very well. I'll talk."
"Excellent." Knightmon turned to her subordinates. "Set up a perimeter. I don't want anyone sneaking up on us while I question him."
The group nodded collectively, and spread themselves out. Gatomon took a bit longer to respond, but did so all the same. Dinohyumon offered her a comforting pat on the shoulder, before going about her orders as well.
Knightmon continued her line of questioning for nearly half an hour. She logged all of it as she went, and sent it to command through her communicator. Once she was done, she called the others together, gathering out of earshot of the prisoner.
"He doesn't know as much as I would like, but I was able to get some useful info." Knightmon began, looking among the gathered. "Including some on the outpost at the train station. The outpost is not too far from our current location. It's also well guarded by a small platoon, and their commanding officer. There is also another patrol post, a mile out from there."
"Kokuwamon mentioned that." Gatomon said. "He said that with the outpost, and the station, on either side, they were boxed in."
"Right." Knightmon nodded. "We need to avoid the enemy as much as possible. So, we're going to circle around the main outpost. Then, we'll follow the tracks, and find the refugees. Any questions?"
"Just one Lieutenant." Dinohyumon said, and pointed to the bound Sealsdramon. "What do we do about him?"
Knightmon looked toward the prisoner, and strode toward him. With a swift motion she drew her side sword, and slammed the pommel into the side of his face. The machine's red eye lost its glow, and his head lolled to one side.
"There, that should put him out for a while." Knightmon turned to the group. "We'll leave him here. We can't afford to have him slow us down. But we should have this mission over, and done with by the time he comes to. Now, let's move out!"
The lieutenant spun about, and headed deeper into the forest. Dinohyumon, and the PawnChessmon quickly moved in step behind her. Gatomon lingered for a moment, staring at the unconscious form of the Sealsdramon. Her claws flexed, faintly glinting in the moonlight. Then, with a heavy sigh, she followed after the others.
Grademon stood alert at the main gates, moonlight gleaming off his armor. He had just awoken from his short rest, and immediately returned to his post. He had to stay vigilant, and could not afford a full night's rest. Even the four hours that he got were too much for him. Any less than that however, and Cutemon would be chewing his ear off.
Up on the wall, the nightwatch kept a sharp eye on the surrounding plains. Three Knightmon stood at the gate alongside Grademon, each one stiff, and alert. Occasionally Grademon would scan the the forest borders for enemies. Or, any sign of his lieutenant, and her rescue party.
After a time, he began to hear a distant sound on the wind. It started as a low thrum, building, and building up into a high pitched whine. The air seemed to almost vibrate with the noise, buzzing in Grademon's ears.
The knight drew his blades, and focused his senses. Behind him, his subordinates followed his example. Like a falcon, Grademon's eyes searched in all directions, trying to pinpoint the noise. As it continued to grow in intensity.
After a few moments, he saw several dozen shapes flying on the horizon. He focused in on them, quickly recognizing them for what they were. They were the same type of digimon as the one they had captured. The jet like machine digimon, Pteramon.
The squadron of Pteramon locked onto the knight as well. Along with the main gate, and the surrounding wall. The one at the head of the pack, then called out over their comms.
"Fire the first volley!"
"Missile Storm!" all the champions shouted together.
With the call of their attack, two missiles flew from each of their wings. They streaked through the air, leaving dozens of contrails of smoke, and flame.
Grademon ran toward the oncoming projectiles, and leapt into the air. With several deft slashes, he cut six of the missiles in twain. Several archers from atop the wall fired their arrows, taking down a handful more. The rest continued on their course, exploding against the city wall, and main gate. Bits of stone masonry went flying, and the ramparts crumbled in flashes of fire, and smoke. The thick metal doors of the main gate however, held firm.
The alarm was sounded, everyone rousing from their slumber. They moved with military efficiency, rushing to their posts. When all the archers were in position, Grademon gave the order to open fire. Arrows of golden light were loosed, and flew across the sky.
The squadron swerved, as the arrows neared. Though three of their number were still caught by the shining projectiles. Before they could fire again, the machines unleashed another volley of missiles.
With a flash of light, Wisemon suddenly appeared above the main gate. He narrowed his eyes, summoning forth his two crystal orbs. They spun around him, creating trails of ancient digital code.
"Pandora Dialogue!"
Over a dozen missiles changed their course, swerving toward the wizard. They passed through into the line of code, disappearing from sight. The archers upon the wall, and Grademon took down more of the oncoming attacks. Leaving only a handful to explode against the main gate, which still did not budge.
Wisemon floated to Grademon's side. "Is this attack more like what you were expecting Captain?"
"I would say so." Grademon retorted. "Thank you again for your assistance. That ability of yours is quite useful."
"You haven't seen what it can really do yet." Wisemon looked back to Pteramon. "They're coming in fast from the right."
Grademon raised his sword. "Archers, fire at will! Take them down!"
With the twangs of bowstrings, arrows of light flew across the sky. To the citizens in the city below who dared to look out, they appeared like shooting stars.
"Evasive maneuvers!" the Pteramon leader shouted.
The Pteramon spread themselves out, putting their jets at full speed. Despite their swift maneuvers, several more of their number were shot down. They held their widespread formation, as they continued toward the city, dodging several more volleys of arrows.
When they finally neared, they sailed over the wall, and into the city. They began to move in a circling formation, as the archers continued to fire upon them. The machines then rose higher into the air, just out of the archer's range. Within each of their chests a compartment opened up, revealing a line of explosives.
"Drop the payload!" their leader shouted.
With a loud a click, a bomb plummeted from each of the Pteramon. A menacing whistle was the only warning the citizens had before the bombs struck. Explosions of fire, and smoke erupted from the streets, and homes. Stone, and other debris went flying, and screams of panic filled the air.
Gallantmon strode from the hall of thrones to the nearest window. She gazed out to the city, watching the fire, and destruction below. With a growl of anger, she whipped out her communication device, and headed down the hall.
"Grademon! What's the situation?"
After after a few moments, Grademon's image appeared above the cube. "Ma'am! A squadron of bombers has appeared. We took down a few of their number, but they've moved just out of range. Wisemon has flown up to see if he can take some of them down, but he can only do so much. Should we mobilize the sky lances?"
"No, captain." Gallantmon replied sharply. "I'm on my way right now to activate the city's barrier. Do your best to keep casualties, and collateral damage to a minimum."
"Roger that Ma'am! Grademon out!"
The hologram disappeared, and Gallantmon quickened her pace, practically sprinting through the tower. She ignored the sounds of chaos outside, and continued onward.
She turned a corner, spotting Gankoomon running in the same direction. The crimson knight quickly caught up to him, and the two shared look. It seemed both of them had the same idea.
Soon, the pair saw a set of double doors at the end of the hall. A Knightmon stood guard on either side of the door. Their eyes widened as they saw the two generals barreling toward them. Thinking quickly, the knight moved to open the doors. Gallantmon, and Gankoomon offered him a word of thanks as they rushed inside.
The two came into a rounded room. In the center of the room, was a shimmering blue crystal, suspended several feet above the floor. Just below the crystal was a golden disk. Several circuit like lines, ran from the disk, spreading to the edges of the room. A large console was placed in front of the disk. A pair of crystals surrounded by a buttons sat near the center of console, on either side of each other.
Gallantmon, and Gankoomon moved over to the console, and pressed several buttons in sequence. The console sprung to life, and two crystals began to faintly glow. The generals then placed their hands upon the crystals.
The gem in the center of the room harmonized with the other two, and began to fill with power. Bright blue light soon started to radiate from within it. The disk below gathered the crystals energy, acting as a conduit. The energy flowed into the circuit shaped lines, spreading out through the system.
Four other crystals, placed within the bases of the wall's main towers were filled with power. A layer of energy began to flow from within them spreading outward. Slowly the four planes of energy converged, forming into a barrier around the wall. The barrier began to rise, taking on the form of giant bubble, encapsulating the city.
Wisemon saw the bubble form, and floated downward, before it began to close. The Pteramon were pushed back by the bubble of force. Some of them even getting caught by their own explosives, as they impacted against it.
"Break it down!" their leader shouted.
All of the Pteramon moved into position, unleashing their full payload of missiles against the barrier. A grand conflagration exploded against the barrier, creating a thunderous shock wave. When the smoke cleared, the barrier was left completely unfazed. They fired a full volley again, still nothing.
Their squad leader scowled, and switched on his communications. "This is Squad leader 729F, come in general Raijinmon."
"Go ahead."
"Ma'am we were performing our bombing run, but a barrier suddenly appeared around the city. We've hit it with everything we have, but it won't even make a dent."
There was pause at the other end of the line. "Retreat for now. If you stay around for too long, they'll mobilize a counter attack."
"Yes ma'am! Alright, everyone, return back to base!"
The Pteramon put their boosters on full, and turned back toward the forest's edge. A cheer erupted from the wall, as they disappeared past the horizon. Grademon did not join them, merely looking upon the destruction they had wrought. The damage seemed minimal, but that was small victory in the knight's eyes.
Knightmon's group slunk through the forest, keeping their profile's low. As they moved, Gatomon's ears picked up several noises in the distance. Faint, metallic clunking, marching footsteps, and whirring engines. No doubt the sounds of the nearby outpost.
After a time, the sounds could no longer be heard. When Knightmon was sure they were a safe distance away, the group moved out of the trees. They soon came upon the train tracks running through the forest, and followed along them.
They walked for nearly half a mile, before coming upon a low hill. As they crested the hill, they spotted the large form of Locomon, sitting placidly. His headlight was off, and his eyes were closed. The only sign that he was still alive, was a small trickle of smoke, billowing from his smokestack. Standing nearby, the group could also make out a pair of digimon standing watch.
One was a tall, humanoid fox digimon, with yellow fur. The other was a lion cub like digimon, with a tuft of red hair, and a golden necklace. Knightmon recognized them, as Renamon, and Liollmon.
"Who's there?" Renamon said, as the group approached. On the surface his voice was cool, and calm, but Knightmon and Gatomon could sense his unease.
"We mean no harm, we're here to help." Knight said, holding both hands into the air. "I'm lieutenant Knightmon, of the royal knights.."
"Kokuwamon sent us to help you." Gatomon added stepping forward.
"Kokuwamon? So, he made it?" Liollmon asked. "How is he?"
"He's fine. He was just exhausted when he arrived." Gatomon answered.
"He must have had to shake off some of those machines." Renamon surmised. "I knew he'd get spotted."
"Look, that doesn't matter now!" Liollmon exclaimed. "He made it, and now we can get out of here."
"Right."
Renamon moved over to Locomon, and gave him a few hard taps. With a low rumble, Locomon's engines revved up, and his eyes blinked open. He let out a loud yawn, and glanced over at Renamon.
"What's going on lad? It's not morning already is it?"
"No. It seems Kokuwamon was able to make it to Nexus. He sent us some help."
"Oh, bless all that is good." Locomon sighed. "I'm happy the lad is okay."
Renamon smiled at that, then turned to Liollmon. "Go get the others, and tell them to get ready to leave."
Liollmon nodded, and rushed toward the passenger car. As she disappeared inside, Knightmon approached Renamon.
"How many of you are there?"
"Including, Liollmon, and myself, there's a little over a dozen of us."
"Can you tell us what's been going on?" Gatomon asked.
Knightmon gave Gatomon a sidelong glance. "I was about the ask the same thing."
"About a week ago, our town was attacked." Renamon began. "Demons, and machines came in large numbers, destroying everything in their path. We were the only one's who made it." He looked down sadly. "Everyone else was either captured or killed."
He sighed, and met Knightmon's eyes. "After that, we ran, barely escaping them. It was several days before we came upon Locomon, and Kokuwamon. We were lucky enough that they had stopped on the rail's for repairs."
"We offered to take them to Nexus." Locomon interjected, continuing where Renamon left off. "We knew it would be the safest place in the digital world right now."
"I'm starting to wonder." Knightmon said under her breath.
"We headed out not long after, and had a pretty calm trip." Locomon continued. "But...once we started to get near Nexus, we spotted that outpost. After some discussion, we decided to head back but-"
"You were boxed in." Gatomon said. "Kokuwamon told us."
"Right. We've been lying low ever since then, trying to keep away from the machines. Been a couple close calls, but we've managed." A small gout of smoke spewed from Locomon's smoke stack. "If it were just me, I could barrel right through them. But, I didn't want to risk any of the others getting hurt."
"And that's why you sent Kokuwamon for help." Knightmon finished. "Well you don't have to worry any longer. I promise we'll have you to Nexus by morning."
"Thank you." Renamon replied with a bow.
Within a few moments, the rest of the refugees exited the passenger car. Just as Renamon had said, there were a little over a dozen. Most were rookie level, but a few in training digimon were also there. Packs of supplies, and cherished items were carried by many of them, some loads lighter than others.
"Can any among you fight?" Knightmon asked, looking among the gathered. "I want as much protection as we can get."
"Renamon, and I are the only ones." Liollmon answered.
Knightmon nodded at that, and turned to her party. "Alright, I want everyone to form a protective circle around the refugees. I will be leading the way in the front. Gatomon, and Dinohyumon, I want you to bring up the rear. Liollmon, and Renamon, along with the PawnChessmon will flank on either side. Understood?"
She received no questions in response.
"Alright then, let's move out!"
"I wish you all the best of luck." Locomon said, as everyone began to move into formation.
"Thank you Locomon." said Renamon. "We can't thank you, and Kokuwamon enough for what you've done."
"Think nothing of it. Oh, and let Kokuwamon know that I'll be waiting for him when this is all over."
With that, the newly formed group headed out, into the night.
The tension was high, as the party made their way along the track, and into the forest. The refugees were filled with a mixture of dread, and hope. They were finally on their way to Nexus, their promised sanctuary. But, only if they were able to make it through the darkened forest. Within which, the machines could be hiding anywhere, waiting to pounce.
Renamon, and Liollmon, were the only refugees that kept their cool. Both of them trying to set an example for the others. Knightmon, and the others also continued to carry themselves calmly. Though a couple were beginning to grow a bit anxious. Eager to see Nexus once more, and be safe behind its walls.
The hour was growing late, and the moons were just beginning to make their descent. Shadows shifted, as lights passed over. While less, and less nocturnal animals could be heard out in the darkness. It was an ominous sort of time, approaching morning, and yet still so far.
After walking for some time, Gatomon caught the sound of dozen's of footsteps. Alongside them there were as pair of heavy footfalls, that shook the ground. Renamon, and Liollmon caught onto it as well. The three of them were soon able to pinpoint that they were two separate groups. One off to their right, and the other straight ahead. They were nearing fast.
The information was passed along to Knightmon, and she called for an immediate halt. She thought quickly, and gave out her orders. DinoHyumon, and the PawnChessmon, were commanded to take the refugees back they way they came, then circle to their left. Gatomon, and herself would stay behind to lead the enemy away, and rendezvous later.
"I'd like to stay as well." Renamon offered. "I want to help as much as I can."
"No." Knightmon replied. " Getting you, and the other refugees back safely, is my top priority. I will not allow you to put yourself at risk."
"It's my choice." Renamon snapped. "You have no authority over me."
"We don't have time to argue about this." Gatomon interjected. "They'll be here any minute!"
After a few seconds of contemplation, Knightmon let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. Everyone else, get out of here now!"
Dinohyumon wished the three good luck, before heading back down the path. The other's soon followed quickly, disappearing into the night.
As the sounds of the enemy neared, Knightmon readied her blade. Then, with her in the lead the three dashed deeper into the forest. All of them making as much noise as possible to draw the attention of the approaching forces.
Soon, the trio could hear the machines change course, to pursue. They dodged past thick brush, and upturned logs, hoping to slow them down. Despite their best efforts however, the enemy began to gain on them.
Stray gunshots were soon fired. Those that weren't dodged, were blocked by Knightmon's heavily armored body. A few grenades, and other explosives were also tossed in their direction. Shockwaves, and thunderous explosions ringing in their three's ears.
The trio was suddenly stopped in their tracks, as they ran into a wide rushing river. Before they could even begin traverse it, the enemy was on them. There were at least ten Commandramon, as well as a trio of Sealsdramon, all well armed. The Commandramon immediately moved into position, aiming their rifles.
One of the Sealsdramon then activated his communicator. "Sir, we've found three suspicious digimon. One of them appears to be a member of the royal knights."
"Capture them." a monotone voice replied. "I want to know why they're outside of Nexus. I'll be there momentarily to question them myself."
"Yes sir!" The Sealsdramon turned to the three. "You're outnumbered! Surrender now!"
"Outnumbered-" Knightmon raised her blade. "-but not outmatched."
"Open fire!"
Barrels flashed, as the Commandramon fired in unison. Knightmon took the hail of bullets, none of them leaving a single scratch. As she drew their fire, Renamon leapt into the air behind her. While Gatomon circled around, dodging any stray bullets.
"Diamond Storm!" Renamon called, crossing his arms.
A dozen crystalline blades appeared around him. As he opened his arms, the shining blades rained down upon the enemy digimon. The Sealsdramon were able to take the attack, but several Commandramon soon fell.
"Cat's Eye Hypnotism!" Gatomon shouted.
The cat's eyes flashed a bright pink. Spirals of energy flew from her eyes, spinning in a mesmerizing pattern. Four of the Commandramon were entranced by the pattern, their vision growing hazy. They soon fell into a deep slumber, hitting the ground with a thud.
Knightmon charged forward, and cut down the remaining Commandramon with her side sword. The three Sealsdramon then moved in to counterattack with their own blades. But, they were easily slain with several lightning fast slashes.
As the Sealsdramon's data began to scatter, a rumbling noise filled the air. It was soon followed by another, then another, each one growing louder. Then, with a loud crash the towering form of a MetalGolemon burst through the treeline. Their hefty bulk knocked several tree's aside, snapping them like twigs. The machine's cyclopean eye quickly locked onto the three, as it glowed menacingly.
"Genocide Vulcan!"
The machine's shoulder mounted machine guns swiveled into position, and began to spin up. Knightmon pulled her shield from her back, readying it to block. Gatomon, and Renamon took cover behind her as the hail of bullets began to fly.
Knightmon grunted with effort, as the bullets hammered into her shield. The reinforced metal slowly started to give beneath the attack. Several dents, and scratches beginning to appear along it.
"I thought he wanted us alive!" Gatomon shouted above the din.
"Only one prisoner is needed for questioning." MetalGolemon droned in reply, finally ceasing fire.
With thunderous footfalls, he began to barrel toward them. Knightmon drew her greatsword, and rushed to meet him. With a loud clang, the giant blade met against one of the machine's claws. A struggle of strength followed, both trying to push the other.
Renamon flanked the machine's side, crossing his arms. "Diamond Storm!"
The flurry of crystals flew toward MetalGolemon, shattering against his heavy armor. Gatomon then leapt into the fray as well, striking with her claws. They grazed his form, leaving only a trio of small scratches.
Their attacks however, caused MetalGolemon to lose their focus for a brief moment. Knightmon saw her opportunity, and pushed with all her might. The machine went tumbling backward, and Knightmon struck with a powerful downward swing.
MetalGolemon raised their arm just in time to block. Knightmon's blade struck against the thick armor, leaving a deep cut. The machine then countered, thrusting forward with a claw. The chrome digizoid tip slammed into Knightmon's chest, leaving a deep dent.
The machine followed up with another thrust. Knightmon ducked beneath the attack, and swung upward with her sword. The blade's sharp edge slashed along MetalGolemon's chest, rending their armored plating.
MetalGolemon took several lumbering steps back, and took aim with their guns. Knightmon put up their shield, readying for the coming barrage. At the last moment however, the guns swiveled away from her. Both of the barrels then locked onto Renamon, and Gatomon, as they began to spin.
Knightmon moved with all the speed she could muster, leaping in front of the two. The heavy hail of bullets struck a fraction of a second later, hammering into her upraised shield. More, and more the shield was battered. Each volley it threatened to buckle, or shred apart all together.
When the barrage finally ceased, Knightmon's arm felt numb. Her shield was now left as a twisted piece of scrap, barely hanging to her arm.
"Both of you need to get out of here now!" she shouted, not turning around.
Without another word, she charged MetalGolemon, sword tip dragging along the ground.
Renamon, shared a look with Gatomon, and the two rushed to the river. After a brief cursory glance, the pair spotted a few upraised stones. Gatomon easily leapt to the first stone, then the second, careful not to slip. Renamon quickly followed after her, nearly missing the first stone.
MetalGolemon fired a another barrage of gunfire at Knightmon, slowing her approach. Their cyclopean eye locked onto the retreating forms of Gatomon, and Renamon. They lifted their arm, metal claw splitting open.
"Grapple Claw!"
The heavy claw flew forward, steel cable trailing behind it. Renamon barely registered the noise, before the claw took him in it's grip. With a sudden jolt he was reeled back toward MetalGolemon, and held aloft in his claw. Knightmon stopped her charge, cursing under her breath.
Gatomon, had reached the other side of the river, and turned back with a start. Her eyes went wide, and she leapt toward the nearest stone.
"Let him go!" she shouted, fury in her voice.
"Stay back Gatomon!" Knightmon commanded.
Gatomon ignored her, continuing to charge full speed. She leapt toward MetalGolemon, claws outstretched. With their free claw, MetalGolemon smacked her away, with a powerful swipe.
The cat was winded by the strike, and went skidding along the ground. She stood back up defiantly, and let loose a furious roar. Despite her injury, she charged again, circling around MetalGolemon. The machine opened fire, as she approached, but couldn't get a clear shot.
With another roar, Gatomon leapt onto MetalGolemon's back. The machine tried to swipe her off, but their bulky form wouldn't allow it.
Gatomon took her opportunity, and crawled along the arm holding Renamon. With her sharp eyes she scanned over it, finding a small opening in the elbow. She thrust her claws into the opening with all her might, piercing into their internal machinery. There was a flash of sparks, and the arm sputtered, before involuntarily releasing its grip.
As Renamon fell to the ground, MetalGolemon swung with their other arm. It smashed hard into Gatomon's body, sending her flying. With a solid crack, her body crashed into a nearby boulder. She let out a gasp, before falling to the ground limp, and unconscious.
MetalGolemon lumbered toward her fallen form, eye flashing menacingly. They raised their claw high, the metal glinting in the light. As the machine was about to bring it down, a loud, metallic, 'Shunk', filled the air.
Slowly, MetalGolemon's eye looked downward to see Knightmon's blade, sticking from their chest. Knightmon pushed the blade a little deeper, before pulling it free. A gaping hole was left in its wake, sparks flying from within. MetalGolemon toppled over with a loud creak, body dissolving into data.
With a heavy sigh, Knightmon sheathed her blade. She quickly moved to Gatomon, looking her over. A cursory scan showed she was breathing, but was still comatose.
"Is she alright?" Renamon asked, approaching with a small limp.
"I'm not sure." Knightmon answered. "She's still breathing, and that's good enough for me."
With great care, Knightmon lifted Gatomon up into her arms. "Let's go find the others."
Renamon gave a nod, and they headed into the forest. The sounds of the river slowly disappeared as they followed path.
Author's Notes:
Hey just want to give a quick shout out to Linkmaste, Joey147, and coffeeliver22, for following/favoriting this story. Also thanks to all the other people, who came to check it out!
