Have You Seen My Knight?

Omnimon strode through large white doors into a room filled with monitors over every wall. Below them sticking out at every possible place were various keyboards and control panels. The issue was though that almost every one of the screens was dead. Only one in the center was showing a brief image of static running continuously across the screen. Amongst this flying between keyboard and command panel was a figure somewhat smaller than Omnimon. Clad in what seemed to be a white officers uniform, a rapier at his side, and long blonde hair coming out of a helmet shaped like the head of a big cat.

"Duftmon I hope you have some good news for me." The knight turned briefly giving Omnimon a hard to figure out look with his green eyes and went back to his work.

"Let me guess something to make up for us already being a member short." Omnimon sighed at his bluntness.

"I'm assuming Ulforce has already been by."

"Yeah codependent brat damn near put me through one of the monitors for I couldn't magic up his location on them." Omnimon looked at the screen filled with static.

"He is simply worried about his brother there is no need to be so hard on the boy. " Duftmon just waved it off with a huff.

"Fine whatever boss. Look the news I have isn't that good. For one thing despite whatever it is you love about this place I can hardly get anything to work and I swear I saw a Megakabuterimon stalking me in that jungle you call a garden." Omnimon suppresses a chuckle his hands slightly opening with the sound. Duftmon just crosses his arms and huffs.

"I'm serious it's all huge and overgrown who knows what could be hiding in there. Still that isn't the worst of it. Whoever this person is that has been making all these land grabs. Well the word is that Vulcanusmon has taken to working for them." The taller knight turns to look his him directly in the eye and words seeming to carry an ancient weight come forth.

"Pray to good fortune that you may meet the smith of among smiths for if your fortune his poor you may meet only his creations, for he is one to give a gun to sin, an sword to justice, and a helm to tyranny all of which may choose to strike you low. Yet meet the smith of smiths yourself and if it is in his humor he may bless your code with his creations letting even the smallest babe have the power to slay the ancients. You tell me this Vulcanusmon has not only shown himself but for once in his entire existence taken a side." Duftmon stood firm trying to not shrink back under Omnimon's gaze.

"If what I have heard are true then yes. It would explain it wouldn't it? How fast this apparent lord has spread and how he somehow has Ultimate level Digimon that could get up after how hard Ulforce said he hit them. Still this could be rumor and maybe I am wrong." The white knight simply gives him a grim look before turning to leave the room.

"Pray that you are wrong my friend. Pray that you are wrong."


"Experiment number 02 of the X evolution project." Somewhere in a well-lit and surprisingly inviting looking lab a figure was speaking to himself. The lab was quite large enough that one could fit possibly three overweight Greymon inside it and the walls were lined with various instruments, computers, and other more exotic tools one wall even having a covered stretcher against it. Though of special note was that in the back left corner there was what seemed to be a large cylinder covered by curtains while in the right was what looked like a science fiction authors interpretation of a blacksmiths work station.

The figure himself was somewhat taller than the average human and most of his body was red whether in the form of armor up top or his pants. Though most striking were first that he possessed eight separate arms and that his head, a mop of purple hair with the rest of his facial features below his red eyes covered by a black facial covering, was incased in a glass bowl helmet. Currently his top two arms each typed away on holographic keyboards typing out code only visible to his eyes, his second set were clasped behind his back while after that the left seemed to be pointing a camera lens in its palm around the room while the other the right stroked the top of a blue orb held by the bottom two arms. The blue orb was somewhat transparent showing inside what seemed to be a blue X dotted with red orbs. He walked over to the stretcher by the wall and used his lower right hand to pull off its cover.

Under the sheets was a figure that was obscured mostly by bandages. They were wrapped around it head, arms, chest, pelvis, shoulders, and their feet all the way up to the knees. If one looked at the very edge of the bandages they could see skin flaked away to reveal wire frame underneath and even the uncovered blue skin showed signs of recovering burn marks. Vulcanusmon stood over the subject and raised the orb over its chest.

"Though personally would prefer the use of a healthy specimen to further prove the advantages of full X-program installation if the process is able to bring my subject back from the brink of deletion it might just be the thing to allow for an early approval to further implementation amongst the military forces." He gently lays the orb on the figures chest.

"If my calculations are correct the installation will not interfere with the ordered memory program inclusion and may prevent the subject suffering self-damage when using the upper limits of their power." The orb was absorbed into the subjects body causing its entire form to glow with a blinding light. When the light dimmed though they were still not moving they injures not covered by bandages were gone and their entire body seemed to have grown becoming more muscular and powerful looking. Vulcanusmon's hands that were not preoccupied clapped together as if giving himself applause.

"Feeling proud of ourselves are we oh smith among smiths?" The free hands dropped and he rolled his eyes turning to see Ravemon looking behind the curtains cover the glass tube in the corner.

"Well yes I do believe I should have some pride in my actual achievements. Unlike someone who feels the need to strut about before the first move is made." He watched as the bird man clenched his fist at the remark.

"I assure you that my plans will go just as they are required for the master and that I have every reason to believe that." Vulcanusmon just tsked and walked up pinching his cheek with one of his free hands like an adult would a fussy child before Ravemon slapped it away.

"Though it is precious, until you have survived as much as I have I do not believe your word alone has weight." Ravemon glared and walked to the exit speaking in an angry, perhaps trying to sound threatening, tone as he left.

"Just make sure Magnamon has been prepared as our master asked Vulcanusmon." With one of his free hands he gave the salute for the coming peace while the other free ones made rude human gestures behind his back.

Do not worry things are getting much too interesting for me now to go against orders. Still hopefully the Berenjena might blast away some of that ego you carry.