A/N: okay if you're a kid and you're reading this just cause it rated T, seriously don't read this… Cause you're either going to be very confused or very disturbed…

AND… I am REALLY sorry about posting SO late! I've working on my YouTube Digimon series and well…*sigh* sorry…

When Impmon woke up the next morning he saw that he was on his side, soaked in Lilithmon's dried up blood, on top of Lilithmon's stomach. Lilithmon seemed to have placed him there for she was now on her back. Lilithmon's eyes were half way opened starring at Impmon. She slowly caressed his head with the ends of her nails as he lifted his head. He looked up at her, a bit shocked. He smiled out of the corner of his mouth, seeing her do more than sob.

Impmon jumped off her stomach and stretched his arms and legs.

Lilithmon tore her gaze away from Impmon and bit her lip hard.

Impmon looked over his shoulder at her and turned around. "What's a matter, toots?"

Lilithmon just looked at the ground at the small dried up puddle of blood then at Impmon, hinting. She quickly looked away in shame.

Impmon cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out what it was then he remembered. He looked at his back over his shoulder and saw that he was covered in her blood. "Hey, don't worry 'bout that."

She looked down at him with moist eyes. Just when she was about to crack a smile with her ghost white face a tapping came. She opened her mouth in shock at the noise as tears once again flooded from her eyes.

The tapping noise was coming closer to the two's prison cell. It sounded like a piece of metal tapping the metal prison bars.

Impmon looked at her with confusion and concern. He walked over to her and placed a hand over hers, making her look down at him.

The tapping stopped as a tall, long, shadow cast over Impmon. Impmon glared over at the Digimon that walked to their prison. He was nearly blinded by the gold light that reflected off his armor "Who are you, some kind of guard!" He demanded.

Lilithmon was shaking on controllably.

The thing scowled. "I have better things to do then to watch over a couple of disgusting Virals."

"Then who are you!"

"I am, as soon as I destroy the prince of the Dark Area, Royal Knight Grademon!"

Impmon eyes widened. He then glared hatefully at the disturbed and somewhat twisted Digimon. "Why the hell are we here!"

"To truly destroy a Digimon, is to first destroy the ones around them slowly, making them weak emotionally, ending with the final kill to your opponent."

Impmon glanced over at Lilithmon. He saw her nails digging into the wall. She was trying to move herself closer to the small corner. She shut her eyes tight as a river flowed from under her eyes, biting her lip hard.

Grademon just glared at her, in disgust and anger.

Impmon grew furious. "What are you going to do to Luna!" He demanded stepping up to the Ultimate.

Grademon looked down at the Rookie. "As I said before 'the ones around him die slowly in the opponents eyesight' including the Data attribute."

Impmon growled at him. "You bastard!" He charged at him but the bars of the prison held him back. He tried to push his arms through to hit him, but to no success.

Grademon held out his sword, and with godly speed, marked an 'X' between Impmon's eyes.

Impmon screamed and stepped back. He glared at the knight and charged at him again, reaching further trying to attack him.

Grademon kicked back the small rookie. Impmon hit the wall behind him hard crumbling to the ground, with blood coming to the corner of his mouth.

Lilithmon flinched from the sight and finally tore her gaze from the crumbled Rookie. She made quiet sobs.

Grademon just glared at her and left quietly.

Astamon left out in search of Impmon along with Luna, not wanting her to get lost as well. Astamon closed his eyes to heighten his sense of hearing, since looking for him was not prevailing.

Luna latched herself to Astamon's leg as she starred at the ground.

Astamon opened his eyes. This is hopeless… The damn kid is gone. We could be on our way to Luna's home. Instead we're looking for a lost brat. He looked down at Luna who was starring at the ground. He sighed. But right now… Looking for Impmon is the only thing pushing this little girl forward… Damn it…

Astamon soon heard rustling coming from behind. "Damn it…" He grumbled under his breath. He picked up Luna with one hand placed her behind him, stepping firmly in front of her. He readied his weapon, pointing his Oro Salmón at the bush. The rustling soon stopped. Astamon glared at the bush, lowering is weapon slightly. "I guess it was a false-" He was cut off as a Sethmon tackled him in the gut.

Astamon was on the ground as the Digimon flung back its head. "Tusk Buster!"

"Lunamon digivolve to-!"

The two digimon looked at Luna as a compelling light consumed her. She went straight into her Mega form, Dianamon.

She glared at the Digimon with anger.

The Sethmon, smartly, stepped off Astamon and slowly back away until he was completely out of sight.

Luna walked over to Astamon. "Are you okay?"

Astamon looked up her and nodded "Yes… You know I could've handled him?"

Luna ignored his comment, nonchalantly.

Astamon sighed and lifted is hand, thinking that Luna would help him up.

She hesitated. But helped him up none the less.

Astamon noticed her grip was loose and that her hand was shaking slightly. When he got to his feet she quickly took back her hand. "Are you okay, Luna?"

Luna quickly turned away. "I'm fine…"

Astamon placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and quickly turned around, hitting his hand in the process.

Astamon grew more concern for her. "What's a matter? You know you can trust me."

She looked down half heartily "I…don't know if I can…"

Astamon stepped back, having thoughts float in his head, actually scared what she would say next.

"Now, since I'm in my Mega form… I'm starting to have flashes…of what happened while I hypnotized…"

Astamon's eyes grew wide. "B, But it was just a kiss right! Wasn't it!"

The Mega shook her head as a stream of tears fell off her cheek, biting her lip hard that was covered with by her face mask. "It was a whole week you were gone… A lot happens in a week…" Flashes of the week when she was hypnotized by the Dracumon and left alone with him began to flash quickly, in and out, in her head. The Beelzemon's orders echoed threw her head as she was in a helpless state of mind. Needless to say, she felt disgusted with herself.

Astamon had mixed emotions of anger, worry, and the one feeling he has not felt before their journey…pure and utter terror. He was not sure what to say, seeing that trying to comfort her will make her feel uncomfortable. "I…I…I…I'm…sorry…."

She quickly turned around. "Let's just go…" She said with a knot in my throat.

Astamon shook his head trying to shake away his thoughts. But he was shaking and sweating uncontrollably.

Luna, thinking it will stop the flashes, de-digivolved into her Ultimate form, Crescemon, having rabbit like boots, a helmet covering her entire head, only having her bright pink eyes and a set of long rabbit like ears showing. Her pink ribbon on top of her other set of rabbit like ears flowed with the slight gust. She clenched to her Nuova Luna hard, trying to regain her strength and stop crying.

The two continued their search for the rookie in dark tension and awkward silence, Astamon not knowing what to do. He had many thoughts in his head at the time. Damn it to Hell! That son of a bitch got off too easy! If I knew what he had done to this innocent kid… Death was a too sweet of a punishment for that bastard…

Luna looked at Astamon over her shoulder, only able to see half of what she was planning to see because of the long spike coming off her armor. I can tell he's angry…Really angry… I wish he'll let it go… It'll be a lot easier for me to forget without his angry face. Luna sighed in shame and disgusted, having her hidden lips quiver.

Impmon woke up from being unconscious, feeling something wet being dabbed on him. He opened his eyes slowly, only to have his vision being blurry and soon had two fingers with long nails close them.

"Shh… You need you're rest…" The voice was a quiet and shaky whisper. But unmistakably belonged to Lilithmon.

"L…Lilithmon…?" He slowly and shakily picked himself up. Lilithmon tried to push him back down, only to have Impmon's hand slap them away. "I…I'm okay, toots…" He said, half way lying. He finally had enough strength to push himself to where he was resting on the wall. He breathed heavily. He opened his eyes again and waited for his eyes to adjust. When so, he saw that Lilithmon was out of her traditional corner, had a bowl of water, and a wet piece of what looked like her robe with little blood on it. "Ya didn't have ta do that…"

Lilithmon nodded her head. "I know… Think of it as repayment for being so nice …" She said with a ghost smile.

Impmon smiled with the corner of his mouth. "Whateva' you say, toots…" Impmon spit to a corner of the prison cell that he had not been to yet, having it being mixed with blood. "That bastard jus' lucky I can't digivolve…" Impmon could feel that the prison cell was specifically designed for Viral Digimon as he felt that his power was limited. He looked back up at Lilithmon "He was the jackass that did that to ya?" he was referring to the horrible condition she was in. He starred at the 'X' that was across her heart as he asked this.

Lilithmon nodded. "He says that the 'X' is meant to be a target…" She went and gave him the bowl that she used to clean him with so that he could see his own target.

He looked at the 'X' marked between his eyes. He smirked, "Well, jokes on him. That looks pretty badass to me!" He laughed, trying to make Lilithmon do the same.

He succeeded by making her laugh slightly.

With further studying he saw the small tray of food color, which he guessed was where she had gotten the bowl of water. If by told so, his stomach made aloud growl. He smiled sheepishly, while making a fake laugh.

Lilithmon smiled and went to retrieve the tray.

Impmon was taken aback by her action. "Ya ain't gotta do that." He moved up and regretted it as pain shot through his body like a bullet.

Lilithmon smiled. "I insist." She sat down beside Impmon with the tray of food in her lap. She picked up a piece of meat and nudged it to Impmon's face.

He sighed in defeat and ate the piece of meat. It tasted very bitter and was almost impossible to chew. When he finally got to swallowing, his mouth began to ache from both the kick to the face and the seemingly impossible piece of chewable meat. "Prison food…Eh, Had worse…" He smiled, making another joke.

Lilithmon smiled.

He looked up at the fallen princess. "Aren't ya gonna eat?"

She shook her head. "I already ate…" She lied trough her teeth as she knew that he needed to regain his strength more than she did.

Lilithmon continued feeding him the food, silently wishing that her stomach would not growl. Her wish came true as Impmon got done chewing the last bit of the food. "It's all gone…"

Impmon nodded his head. "Thanks."

Lilithmon placed the tray beside her as she returned to her dark corner to rest.

Impmon placed his hands behind his head and looked up the ceiling. For he's own sake, that Astamon guy better watch out for Luna, cause if he let anyone hurt her he's gonna get a fist full!