Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. ChedderChez: There are two unknown Royal Knights so far. I had to fill those two spots up so I chose two random Digimon that I thought were appropriate enough to be Knights. And following the Greco-Roman styling Digimon of the Olympus Twelve, I decided to 'invent' a Digimon so: Jupitermon.
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"You shall not pass."
"You shall not pass."
"You shall not pass."
"You shall not pass."
Omnimon narrowed his eyes as the four forms of the Harmonious Ones faded into view, the majority of their figures obscured by smoke. The Dimensional rip behind sealed shut, releasing a small wave of anti-data that created miniature explosions around Omnimon, giving him an ominous and threatening glow. Appropriate, considering the situation. He narrowed his eyes at the behemoth forms but was not intimidated by the sight. He was not intimidated by the form that was Lord Paladin Imperialdramon, why would he tremble at the sight of these so-called Gods of the Digital World.
They knew this, he knew but they did not care. "We have a treaty with the Royal Knights," Azulongmon said in a grave and throaty voice, grating Omnimon's nerves with the arrogance ingrained in it. "You cannot interfere in the affairs of the Digital World Lord Omnimon."
"The treaty has been broken."
"We are aware."
He crossed his arms over his chest and 'frowned.' "If you're aware that the Non-Intervention/Interference Accord was violated then why do you do nothing while two Olympians terrorize the Digimon of the Grey Forest?"
"We cannot."
"Why?"
"We are not strong enough," another said, a tree-like Digimon whose name he didn't bother recalling. There was a caste system on power levels for the Digital Universe, and for all the power the Sovereigns had over the physical Digital World they were not the strongest beings alive. Above them, dwarfing all Digital beings was the Holy Yggdrasil, creator of the Digital Universe. Rumors were a bound that Yggdrasil's true title was 'ENAIC' although he disapproved of such rumors. Below it were the Royal Knights, his warriors and servants. Yggdrasil had not called on them for many centuries and so Paladin Imperialdramon had assumed the mantle of leadership as well as founder.
Below the Royal Knights of the Round was the Celestial Digimon, the protectors of the Sphere Code. They were composed of merely three members – Seraphimon, Cherubimon and Ophanimon and yet they were tasked with defending the original data code that made up the Digital World (and if the rumors were to be believed, the code of Yggdrasil itself.) They were powerful beings, rivaling the powers of the Royal Knights in some aspects although they were significantly weaker. Then below them were the Sovereigns themselves and then the Four Great Dragons. They were tasked with keeping the Dramon and Dragon-type Digimon under control. The two types were naturally territorial and produced the most amounts of Digital Eggs after the Insect types.
Below them were the rest of the Digimon.
"If you require strength then let me provide it," he declared. "I assure you I will remove the offensive Olympians from the Digital World and return to the ranks of the Royal Knights. If you cannot stop the Olympus Twelve then allow me in your stead, Lords of the Four Quadrants."
They stared at him and then shared glances as if conversing with their eyes. "You are aware of the identities of the two invaders?"
"Lord Apollomon and Lord Jupitermon."
"Then you aware of the legends about them."
He narrowed his eyes. He was a Royal Knight, a guardian of the net and of the Digital World. It was his business to watch and study the constant exchange of data files and folders from the Human World to the Digital World and the Digital World to the various sub-domains. Apollomon was the current leader of the Olympus Twelve and he wielded the power of the sun itself as his weapons. Lord Jupitermon, like Paladin Imperialdramon, had founded the Olympus Twelve although he had resigned his throne of power to his 'son.' He boasted mastery over thunder and was the strongest of all the Twelve. He rarely involved himself in the affairs of the Network though, and it had been many decades since anyone had seen Jupitermon. Many were convinced that he was a myth.
He knew better.
"What does your Master say?"
"I have no Master," he said, affronted by the word. He was Omnimon, greatest of the Royal Knights.
"What is Lord Paladin Imperialdramon?"
"He is our leader."
"… Yes, of course."
He wondered what the Four Sovereigns meant by that. Lord Paladin Imperialdramon was restrictive and mired in regulations and treaties but he never acted like a master to the Royal Knights. He treated them as equals… didn't he? Not for the first doubt festered at the back of his mind and the Sovereigns took notice of the uncertainty in his eyes although they made no comment. "I… I have come without his approval," he said at last.
"This is the truth?" They said as one.
"It is the truth."
"What of the other Knights?"
"They stand by his decision," he replied bitterly.
Traitors.
Again they spoke with their eyes for a lengthy period of time, and each second that past was a century of pain for Omnimon. He could imagine the renegade Olympians, Digital Monsters with powers rivaling that of any Royal Knight, raining hellfire and thunder down on the masses of Digimon that were too powerless or rightfully afraid to challenge them. It pained him to be in the realm of the Sovereigns when he could be fighting the invaders.
"The Olympians are powerful Digimon," Azulongmon warned, "equal in terms of size and power to your own cadre of warriors. What can you do against two, Lord Omnimon? You are one Digimon against two, each of which is just as powerful as you are-"
"Do not underestimate me."
"We only-"
"You concern touches me," he said sarcastically. "I am well aware of the Olympus Twelve and their powers."
"You still intend on challenging them?"
"For the Digital World? Of course."
"Why do you care for our domain?" Azulongmon asked softly.
He cocked his head. Why did he care? "I was born on the Digital World," he said reminiscing, the memories of the two Mega-level Digimon that had melded to create him clashing with each other. "My predecessors, my creators rather, have fond memories of their time there as do I. Everything I am, my beliefs and virtues, were formed during my stay there. I cannot allow the Digital world to be corrupted, Lord Sovereigns.
'What is your say?"