Told you I'd update soon :P And it's a longer chapter,see I keep my word :P

I apologise it wasn't up sooner but I've been busy with Universtiry stuff and registering for next year so that had to come first no matter what.

Also , quick annoucement, the series now has a Wiki page where information about the original characters and events of the series. To see the page, go to google and type in "Networks of destiny Wiki".

On another note, go check out Dowski's oneshot series, each one shot is about his Oc Alex Dowski and his side of the events during "Virus of the Shadow". It's a good one shot series and provide you guys with another point of view. I highly reccomend it. For those of you who are also fans of Etiger1995, his computer kind of...well...exploded. Not my fault at all...

Anyway, hope you guys read, enjoy and review.


Wind scattered sand in every direction as two figures raced back and forth, exchanging blows. Leya Hayato stood carefully atop a high sand dune, watching her partner engage in a deadly battle. Trace and Hannah had made it to the village safely and Leya felt she should stall whatever their enemy was. Her eyes studied the black mass of slime and melted flesh before her. It had taken on a more human shape but has no real distinguishable limbs. It was just the upper half of a humanoid shape connected to a puddle that slithered stealthily across the desert floor. The head, if it could be called, had a large dark red circle embroided across it, almost like a tattoo or badge or arms. It fired off shots of deadly energy at deadly speed. The two arms it had since grown could launch themselves at high speed and extend to an almost infinite distance without delay. Every little movment caused the black fluid to fall into grotesque angles and impossible angles. The very sight of it made Leya feel sickly. She gripped her Digivice tightly, focussing on her partner instead.

"Gale force blade!" A whirlwind of deadly wind shot across the desert, engulfing the black mass , cutting and decapitating the creature at speed. Leya's partner leapt back to a safe distance, expecting a counter attack.

"You've got this Komodomon!" Leya encouraged her partner to give it his all. The Digimon in question was a tall humaoid dragon covered in heavy black samurai armour with beautifully gold trimming and digital symbols. A protective helmet covered the majority of his face save for his eyes. A red sash fluttered in the wind carelessly. A scaley black tail reach out behind him. The dragon samurai weilded two blades proudly as Komodomon, samurai mode. Without warning, the black creature fired several blasts of red energy. Komodomon expertedly side stepped most and slash the final crimson orb out of the air as it exploded behind him in two parts. Trace and Black Wargreymon had decided an aerial strike would be too dangerous, so they reccomended a ground assault, which was exactly what Komodomon samurai mode was built for. Komodomon vanished and reappeared behind the black creature and with a flick of his wrist, a blade cut through the black creature, cleaving him in half. Instantly, the black creature reattached itself and it's limb swung round it's body with a crack of air as it landed a blow agains't Komodomon's black arm. The Dragon samurai was launched back before plunging a blade into the sand and stopping himself. With a grunt of anger, Komodomon burst forward. The black creature twisted itself again and a third black slimely limb formed from no where and slashed across the samurai's armour. Komodomon carried on , enduring the blow as he raised a single sword, soaked in black liquid. The black creature gave a scream as if it lungs were filld with the very liquid it was made of. hundreds of jet black coils sprang out towards Komodomon , spiking and stretching in every direction, creating an inescapable net. Komodmon had almost no time to escape as he twisted in one direction avoiding several of the coils as one piereced his leg. He game a small grunt of pain and slash it, breaking the connection. Hundreds more coils broke off from the already existing coils, Komodomon realised he had no escape, as hundreds of black spear tips piereced his armour and encoiled him. For a moment, he sank to one knee, blood running down his armour as data leaked away from inside the armour.

"Komodomon!" Leya called out, panic and fear racing up in her body. Komodomon gave a muffled war cry and rose back up, ignoring the pain now coarsing throughout his body. The red circle suddenly circled around, appearing on the back of the creature's head. Komodomon wretched a single arm free, still holding onto his sword with mighty strength. A row of deadly red circles then appeared across the black creatures body, all glowing and ready to unleash pain. The only warning was a muffled thunderclap that let loose a storm of red darts. The explosion was so rapid , Komodomon was ripped free of the black coils as each coil tore under the force of the explosion, each one set alight , burning a dark violent pink. Komodomon rolled to a stop , black coils snaking around his armour, more data pouring out of him. Without hesistation he forced himself up, one sword still held tightly. Leya resisted the urge to race down to protect her partner, knowing she'd only get caught in the crossfire. She watched as Komodomon staggered to his feet, watching the black creature slowly become engulfed in pink grotesque spiralling flame. To Komodomon's eyes the black creature seemed to be expanding, growing rapidly into a more unhuman shape. Komodomon wasted no time and with a flick of his wrist he unleashed another attack.

"Gale force blade!" A huge twister of wind burned across the sand, engulfing the creature, tearing it to shreds as it smothered the flame. Leya braced herself as she felt the force of the wind from where she was standing. Komodomon winced and fell, it took everything out of him to just pull off another attack. Slowly, he staggered over to Leya. Almost instantly Komodomon reverted to his rookie form, Gilamon. The two stood there watching the transformation of the creature before them.

"It's absorbing the fire, the attacks, anything it can. It's growing!" Leya stepped back, almost worried by the expanding mass before her. It no longer looked human as it exploded into a large monsterous creature, still growing and expanding in rapid shapes.

"We should warn Trace." Gilamon said quietly. It had been years since he had taken such a beating in a short space of time. The two turned and left quickly. Leya picked up Gilamon and began to carry him to allow him to rest. She looked back, seeing a giant coil snake its way above the dune where she had just stood.


Hannah's footsteps echoed off the light grey worn stone path through the make shift village. The centre of the village consisted of white wash stone cottages with grey straw roofing where a mix of Agumon and Patamon lived together. Hannah and Hawkmon wandered further outside the centre of the village to find wooden huts and white cloth makeshift tents occupied by various Digimon. Hannah noticed several other Digidestined in the area, several injured. She noticed one very tall young adult standing up and slinging a white bag across his shoulders. A large red cross adorned the bag. The young man turned towards her and looked around. Hannah noticed his dark hair which shone a bright blue and his silver glasses.

"It's terrible isn't it?" He asked, Hannah caught herself and realised he was talking to her directly.

"It is. What happened?" Hannah asked openly, something about the older boy felt comfortable and reliable. Someone that could be trusted.

"There have been several attacks around this area. Something powerful and appears to be a Knight. It's destroyed several other villages, people are missing and it's just...chaos." The older boy seemed genuinely upset at the current problem. Hannah frowned, could there be another threat out there?

"Could it be a member of the Royal Knights?" Hannah asked quietly. The older boy blinked.

"I don't think so. The one witness said the Knight was black. The only black knight is Alphamon and he's missing." The young adult frowned untill a white seal with a ginger mohawk slammed into him.

"Gommamon!" The young adult picked himself up and ran a hand through his shoulder length hair. His partner laughed.

"Those guys over there need some help! Come on slow poke!" The small white seal quickly bounced off like a child on sugar. The young adult smiled at Hannah.

"My name's Joe Kido. I'll see you soon." Joe turned and ran off after his partner. Hannah stood there, simply dumbfounded she didn't recognise one of the original Digidestined. Hawkmon strolled over and stared at his partner.

"Who was that?" Hannah gave him an honest answer.

"Someone I've always wanted to meet."


Trace sat inside one of the bigger stone white cottages in a dimly lit room, his eyes studying a detailed map of the local area which had been placed ontop of a sturdy wooden table. He rubbed his eyes, feeling the strain of recent events nearly overwhelm him.

"So are you guys like..a team or something here to help?" Trace looked up at the owner of the voice, a British boy the same age as himself. Brown mid length hair framed his face well. Trace quickly studied his appearance of a green t-shirt under a pruple cardigan and black skinny jeans. Trace quickly assumed he wasn't the type to explore.

"Why're you here Tiran?" Trace needed to keep attention away from D.I.R.T. He noticed a small green reptile with a large red fin crawl up next to the Digidestined. A Betamon. The British Digidestined looked up.

"My friend got hurt and we came here. Then more Digimon and other people arrived." Tiran's voice held a strong english accent.

"How'd your friend get hurt?" Trace asked as he folded his arms and stood up straight.

"We were staying at a village nearby and it got attacked, we ran but my friend still got hurt." Trace frowned.

"Can you mark on the map where the village was?" Trace asked. Tiran picked up a red pin and placed it down. Now a line of red pins ran across the map, indicating where the attacks had taken place. Trace sighed heavily.

"Those are attacks can't be coincidence, they have to have been planned." Trace muttered to himself before turning and leaving. Tiran watched him and quickly asked him a question.

"Just who are you?" Trace barely looked over his shoulder.

"Someone you don't need to know."


"Are we going inside that?" A small blue slightly humanoid Digimon with long ears and a white stomach asked as he stared up at the building before him.

"Davish?" The lipse of his partner caused the young leader to glance down at his Digimon. He brushed some dirt off his blue and red flame jacket and then proceeded to pull his yellow gloves tighter. They had been called to their location by a signal from something in distress in the Digital World.

"Yeah, we're going in Veemon." The two looked at the large circular draw that could have been a massive silver gear. It was built into the side of a mountain one a tiny island in the middle of the oean. Only a single Digiport lay behind them and then the sand that met the waves. It was truly a tiny piece of land. Davis placed a single gloved hand on the large metal door. Nothing happened. Davis stepped back, staring at the gear as it suddent groaned to life and rolled slowly out of the way. As it rolled away, what it was hiding slowly came into view. A long steel stretching corridor that led down into the earth itself with modern lights lining the sides.

"What do we do?" Veemon asked. Every instinct in Davis's mind screamed at him to run,that this was a trap.

"We carry on and find the signal. A creepy tunnel doesn't scare me!" Davis marched in, Veemon behind him , as they ventured into the darkness. The slope seemed to go on forever, their footsteps bouncing off the walls around them. Eventually they saw a large silver door infront of them. As they neared it, it silently opened. The pair stopped dead, as the door slowly opened, there was a figure standing on the side of it, waiting. The figure was dressed in a light grey robe with the hood up, a brown trim running all around the clothing.

"Who're you?" Davis asked quickly as he took a step back. Veemon raced infront of him ready to fight.

"I'm a friend." The figure's voice was low and a strange accent, almost put on.

"Come. I sent for you." The figure raised an arm and stepped aside. Davis and Veemon looked at each other cautiously before walking past the door.

"Why did you send for us?" Davis asked as he cross the door and turned his head to keep his eyes on the figure.

"You are the destined one. You will become a key component in what is too happen." The figure walked forward, deeper into the room as light began to spread. It was a large silver room, engraved images decorating the walls. The images were of older Digimon and the sovereigns, Davis swore he could see Alpha Strikemon in some of them. At the far end of the room was a small path leading to another door, a very familar symbol was engraved in gold.

"What do you mean? What's going to happen next?" Davis's eyes lingered on the symbol on the door. His heart raced, it had been a long time since he saw it. A long time since he fought the Digimon Emperor. The figure walked towards the small path and stopped.

"What happens next, will shape you and your friends lives forever. I cannot reveal what's coming, it is not my place but there is a great darkness coming. A darkness brewing inside the light that will smoother all life both Digital and real. To prevent that happening, the chosen warriors of Light must be equipped with the appropiate weapons." The figure pulled something out of his pocket and threw it towards Davis. Davis caught it easily and glanced down at his hand , at the small silver tag. Exactly like the one that held the crests for the original Digidestined.

"What do you mean? Weapons?" Davis held the tag tightly.

"Three warriors of light will be needed." The figure motioned for Davis to come over to where he was standing. David approached him and the figure pointed to the door, with the familiar symbol. Slowly it came together in Davis's mind.

"You're giving me a crest? The crest of Miracles?" Davis asked as his heart raced. The figure stepped back as the door infront of Davis began to open. The figure motioned for Davis to approach the door as a brilliant golden light erupted from the gaps in the door. Davis studied the figure, the hood concealed almost his entire face, leaving just his mouth and neck out of a shadow. Davis approached the light, as the tag in his hand began to glow and accept the crest. As the light died down, the figure muttered a few words.

"You are to never speak of this to anyone." Davis barely acknowledged the figure as he stared at his new crest, the crest of Miracles. He never noticed the figure turn and leave the room.


Izzy typed furiously in the dimly lit warehouse that was the headqauters of D.I.R.T. It was now late in the night and he was busy. His fingers moving like lightning across the keyboard. He'd been asked by Alex Dowski to check the signals of the Digi ports on each Digidestineds computer and when they were last used. Izzy had agreed , even if it meant hacking into his friends computers. Just as Izzy had expected, Alex Dowski and Trace held the highest amount of Digi port activations. Now, Izzy was finally presented with a surprising challenge. He had thought hacking into Will's computer would be simple, he knew he had the money to protect his computer but Izzy was honestly surprised at the amount of security. Izzy leaned and felt his back click in several places.

"Now, this'll be fun." Izzy said gleefully, he loved a good challenge. He typed furiously, breaking through firewall after firewall. Izzy smiled as he broke through the final firewall, a little disappointed it hadn't been a little harder. Izzy loaded Will's Digi port and noticed there were two extra buttons that other Digi ports didn't have. He clicked one out of curiousity and a map of the Digital world sprang to life on the screen, a series of green dots lit up sections of the map. Each dot had a name next to it.

"Why does Will have his own tracking program?" For a moment, he assumed it was for the Guardians, but Izzy didn't recognise any of the Digidestined that were being tracked. Izzy frowned and clicked out of the screen and quickly clicked the other button. Another screen popped out out to show a database filled with names. Izzy ran the mouse over each name, another small window popped out with a picture of the person and their Digimon partner. Another box popped out with basic informaton on the Digidestined. Name, age, location,ally and status. Izzy's eyes went wide as he came across several high profile Digidestined, well known to some of the other Digidestined. Below the Digidestined's information was a list of Digimon and small villages. One Digidestined's name stood out. Elegon. Izzy hovered the mouse over his name. Everyone had presumed he had died and fallen during the assault at Odaiba as he hadn't been seen since his run with a dark Digidestined. The small information box popped out and Izzy read the notes section.

"Currently operating near the gate to the Dark Ocean. Should head to the continent of Server soon." Izzy read the note aloud and began to quickly pull together each bit of information. Izzy loaded the tracking program again and his eyes raced across the green dots. They were Will's allies, people who had agreed to work with him. Izzy realised what was Will had been doing and muttered it ever so quietly.

"He's building an army." Izzy's heart raced. He had completely underestimated just what Will was capable of, even if he was on their side, he had his own force of Digidestined and factions of Digimon he could call on. Izzy quickly pulled up his communication program and called the first names that came to mind. Alex Dowski, Trace and Ken. He needed to find out what had been going on behind his back.