I OWN NOTHING
Giving up is sadly in my nature. I tend to give up on things I like and dislike on whims. That's perhaps what most terrifies me of myself, and yet, not trying feels worse at times.
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"Cursed brat!"
Devimon was understandably furious, watching his image on a mirror where his jaw sported a new scar. It was a slash from a kunai which went past his upper lip and near his nose. Seething at the reminder of his battle with a weak boy that wouldn't give up, he slammed his fist to shatter its reflective surface. The cracked pieces fell to the floor as he approached a simple stone throne.
"Impmon's here, milord." The coquettish female voice didn't help his ire.
"I want you to make that brat's torture leave an impact!" The devil roared, "But do not kill him just yet. I shall do so myself, and only once his usefulness has expired!"
Grinning, the imp Digimon nodded, "Can I enjoy myself too? He's kinda cute." If you didn't know, this is from before she met the blond.
"Go wild, but remember to make the scars you leave are eternal even in the grave." Devimon growled while running a finger through his new scar.
"Sure boss." She waved casually with a smile and left, giggling, "Too bad he didn't get that Flamemon. I love breaking little boys the most."
Speaking of said taller imp...
"Aniki, Sis, anyone!"
Alone in the middle of a chilling snowstorm, Flamemon was thankful of his fire powers. Securing himself some decent enough wood to make a torch, he moved onward and called for his friends. Even in the misadventure he was caught in, the red-haired imp still carried the yellow backpack he had been gifted thanks to Ranamon's charms convincing the Numemon of giving them supplies.
Despite what happened, he was still lucky to have food, some utensils, and blankets. It didn't make it easier when he tried to think his friends were all right. With Naruto captured and the girls and Kitmon flung into the ocean, the horned Digimon searched everywhere he could in the snowy scenery before him. Cupping his hands to his mouth, he kept calling them, praying for an answer.
"Who..." he saw a blond, but his shade of hair was darker than the one he knew.
"Ah, you're one of the humans Aniki wanted to help!" the fire Digimon noted how pale the kid looked blue, "Hey, what're you even doing like this!? You'll-"
"TK... Have you... seen him...?" the boy asked and gave another step forward, collapsing soon after.
"Dammit!" Flamemon caught him before the boy hit the ground, panicking, "Where's BlackGatomon when I need her brains!? What do I do!? What is anyone supposed to do!?"
Clicking his teeth rapidly, the blond asked, "TK... Where is he...?"
"Let's get you warm first." Flamemon said, "Ah, where do I take you?" he saw some footsteps on the snow that the storm was covering up, "I hope your friends are looking for you!" hefting the boy on his shoulders after covering him with a blanket, the imp-like Digimon carried him forward. As he did so, he kept the torch close to the two of them to keep themselves warm.
After following the traces of footsteps back to a cave, he found a fire had already been started and swiftly put the blond next to it. After pulling out all the blankets he had, he covered the kid, used all the wood left for spare torches, and made a bigger fire. Due to the weather, he wasn't unaffected either, and tried to be as close as possible to the fire by rubbing his clawed hands together and blowing hot air into them.
Once his stomach grumbled, he was quick to pull out some leftover soup and put it on the fire, its smell awakening the boy, "What... Gabumon?"
"You are talking about partner, right?" Flamemon asked while tending the fire.
Jolting up into a sitting position, the boy gasped, "Who the heck are you!? Where's Gabumon and-" a loud cough shut him up.
"Ah, sit down! You really shouldn't have been out during that snowstorm!" Flamemon told him worriedly, and then tried to be serious, "If my mom was here, she'd clobber you for doing something so stupid. As for your partner, I got no idea. I can look for him if you want me to, but you better stay here, got it?"
"But TK..." the boy groaned weakly and the redhead had an easy time pushing him down.
"Rest now." He sat beside him and put some soup into the bowls, "You're lucky I had this backpack with me. Too bad that Aniki's has the rest of our supplies. Hmm... I always wondered why he carries that at all times and then it disappears when he fuses with Kitmon but reappears when back to normal..." he rubbed his chin in thought at that, ignoring the guy for a bit.
"Fuse? You mean that guy we attacked..." the blond felt guilty, "I... Your boss is in danger because we..."
"Don't worry!" Flamemon waved with a large smile, "Aniki's too tough to let death stop him. I bet he would crawl out of whatever dark pit he's thrown in and he'd be much stronger."
"That's a scary thing to say... Is he even human, then?" the blond asked.
"If all humans are that strong, I need to fight a few and see how strong I can get." Flamemon chuckled, not once losing his grin.
"Please, don't. We wouldn't stand a chance against... any Digimon, actually." The human answered with beads of sweat at the back of his head.
"Ah, then how come Aniki's strong enough to keep up with me without fusing?" the horned Digimon scratched his head, "Man, I gotta have him teach me what he learned."
"You're certainly sure of what you want." The boy commented dully, "What's your name?"
"Oh, dammit!" the fire Digimon smacked his forehead, "Mom always says I need to fix that... Anyway, name's Flamemon. What's yours?"
"Matt." The human identified himself, "Anyway, have you seen a boy with the same hair and eyes as me, but much smaller and with a green cap?"
"I think I did, but..." he looked away, "Only when Devimon threw us away."
"Dammit, TK..." he noticed Flamemon's curious look and started explaining, "He's my little brother. Our parents are divorced and right now he's probably all by himself, worried sick."
"Man, it must be tough being a good big bro." Flamemon pouted, "All my brothers are jerks. Lot of them, mocking me for not being as tough." He then inched closer, "Hey, why do you worry so much about your little bro? Shouldn't you be glad he's going to get stronger on his own?"
"Like I could, what kind of monster would I be if I let him cry!?" Matt snapped.
And Flamemon snapped too, "Argh, I know, right!?" he shocked Matt, "All of those twelve jerks always made fun of me for crying and being weak! Well, I came to this island to show them wrong! Ugh, just thinking how they say I depend on them makes me sick! I can do stuff on my own, you know!? I'm not a crybaby like when I first hatched!"
"Twelve..." Matt started, pitying the Digimon.
"But just you watch, and let your baby bro do his best, okay!?" Flamemon got up, pumping his fists, "Little brothers are the kind that want to surpass a big bro! And I've got twelve jerks who need to kiss mud after I beat them up, but your baby bro has you! I'm betting you anything that he wants to be stronger than you when he grows up!"
"Are you sure...?" the blue-eyed human asked sadly.
"Hey, take it from a little bro. Just have faith he can try, and if he ever becomes a jerk, don't be afraid to give him a good whack." He snickered, rubbing his nose with the back of his index finger, "If there's anything I learned, it's that good big bros can be good examples of things of what to and not be. And I wanna be as strong as my Aniki."
"You sure seem optimistic." Matt gained a small grin.
"Well, I have to try..." the fire imp turned to his backpack, "The way things are now, the others don't have food, so I want to find them. But helping you and your friends get back together is as important." He gained a confident smirk, "After all, I've got an Aniki that'd kick my butt if we let you guys to your luck."
"Matt! Flamemon?" asked a familiar yellow Digimon with a fur cowl.
"Gabumon, am I glad to see you." The blond replied full of hope, "Did you find TK?"
"I... didn't, sorry." The Digimon bowed his head, "If he's in this snowstorm, he must be fine so long as he has Patamon."
"Then-" Matt started, only to have Flamemon's clawed foot on his forehead, forcing him to lie down.
"Stay still!" the imp growled, "Listen, if your little bro is so important to you, I can look for him."
"Y-You will?" Matt asked despite the foot still on his face.
Removing his sole from the boy's face, the fire Digimon nodded, "Sure can and will. I told you Aniki will be mad if I don't help you when you need a hand." Putting his hands on his hips with a determined nod, to be as serious as he could, the horned redhead started, "Same eyes and hair as you, right? Anything like that must be easy to find."
"Thank you." Matt whispered, looking down sadly.
"No problem." Flamemon turned to Gabumon, "So, uh, no hard feelings and all that, right?"
"At this moment you're doing a lot for us, so we really owe you one." The single-horned Digimon replied.
"I'll be back soon." Flamemon rushed out of the cave, and with a simple "Flame Claws!" melted some of the snow out of his way.
While searching through the snowy region, he forced himself to remain warm with any tree branch he could light up as a torch, spare food he kept in a pocket, and his fire powers. Knowing his limitations, he did his best to find anything or anyone that could lead him to TK. Despite his desires to be useful, looking over the snowy hills, chilly mountains, and even climbing a tree while shouting his lungs out, he had no luck.
And as he went around the island piece, he didn't dare to come back without the missing boy, "Are you worried?" Matt asked his partner.
"He hasn't come back in a while." Gabumon said, and noted Matt's worried look, "Maybe he found TK and is keeping him warm!"
"I hope so." Matt sighed.
Of course, hope can only get someone so far, "D-Dam-m-it!" Flamemon's teeth clicked repeatedly in a rapid motion, "T-TK! Y-you th-there!?" he shouted huddling over his last torch atop a mountain, "Damn, I was sure I could... see him..." his body started to feel numb, as did his mind while his voice came out in a sleepy whisper, "Where is he? Is he even... here...?"
Collapsing on the snow, Flamemon curled into a ball around the torch, which flame was snuffed out by the snow. Closing his eyes, he let sleep take him. But he was soon awakened by a rush of adrenaline. Feeling a strong hand gripping his ankle, he let out a yelp and was face to face with a white-furred ape-like Digimon. And before he could reply, he was flung against the floor.
Bouncing off it, he felt the pain awaken his every fiber, "Grr..." and the palpable hatred from the snow Digimon before him also made his body move.
"Mojyamon!?" he asked, getting up on one knee, and then gasped when the larger Digimon charged at him, "Hey, aren't you supposed to be a good guy!?"
Barely dodging a swift punch by rolling back, Flamemon got back on his feet with that move. His opponent was the size of a grizzly bear, and he had no intention of getting hit in the state he was in. But a closer look revealed Devimon's claws at work. Stuck in the incredible beard the yeti-like Digimon possessed was one of the devil's black gears. And knowing how those things changed him, he felt angry.
"Grrraah!" Mojyamon growled like an animal, and at that point he was nothing but a mindless beast.
"Another black gear from Devimon..." Flamemon growled angrily, "Hey Devimon, if you can hear me, fight your own damn battles! I'd rather try to burn that smirk off your face than fight another Digimon you use like some puppet!" he then had to hold back a yelp, and failed, when bending back to avoid a large ice club, "D-Dammit, I'm no match for this guy!"
Being lower-leveled meant an obvious disadvantage, and the gap between them was greater due to Mojyamon being on super-steroids like he was when controlled by the black gears, "Grr!" the yeti Digimon said, a sad thing since he was a soft-spoken creature when not under the influence of a maniacal lord of darkness.
He swung his ice club three times, and Flamemon jumped back right when the first swing almost crushed his chest, flipped over the second, and threw his own attack at the third, "Flame Claws!" his fiery projectile hit its target directly, getting the ice weapon to melt, but also depleting some of his energy, "It's so freaking cold!" he grunted through clenched teeth, "If it were the desert, I could heat things up again..."
Mojyamon charged, swinging his fists with wild hooks. Once again, Flamemon stuck to the tactic of keeping his distance from far stronger enemies. He ducked under the first strike, rolled to the side when the second punch flew at him, and gasped when his back hit a wall the moment he got up. The redhead clenched his teeth when the third strike came at him, and only avoided it by his adrenaline shooting up through the roof.
Jumping over the powerful right hook, he saw the rocky cliff his back was pressed on crack. While midair, he used Mojyamon's arm to jump up and aimed an attack at his beard, "Ice Cloud!/Flame Claws!" both their attacks collided. Mojyamon had summoned another ice club to deflect the fireballs, and swung the still melting weapon at Flamemon.
He replied quickly by kicking it, "Not today!" he grinned and slammed his foot on it, but winced, "Ugh!" he saw and felt his ankle straining before he was sent flying, "Bad idea!" he cursed mostly at himself. He had been sent flying off from the strike, and when he looked at the ground, he let out a yell as the ocean was beneath him, "Really bad idea!"
Soon, gravity held him and the fire Digimon fell, screaming his head off until hitting the cold water. Gasping, he resurfaced, trying to pull air into his lungs while splashing everywhere. Then the fiery redhead gritted his teeth. The blow he tried to foolishly parry with his leg left a nasty bruise on his exposed angle. The cold water did alleviate the pain, but it didn't fully heal it.
Things seemed to get bad, the exhaustion, the cold, and previous lack of energy were taking a toll on him, and his mind started to go numb... "Gotcha!" exclaimed a large Digimon whose snow body resembled a big cartoonish bear.
Flamemon spat out water as he was pulled into a snowy bridge connecting the island fragment he had been on to another, "Gah, pah, whew! Thanks!" he coughed a bit, but looked at his savior, "Frigimon? What're you even doing?"
"We could ask the same." Said a familiar reptilian Digimon.
"An Agumon...?" the redhead asked, feeling tired as the adrenaline started to fade from his body, "Then, your human's..." he smiled and forced himself up, only to wince when his leg's nerves trembled with pain. If not for the brown-haired boy being there to catch him, Flamemon would've fallen flat on his face.
"Got you! Now take it easy!" the goggles-wearing kid told him, settling him down, "Weren't you with that boy that fought Devimon?" he asked concerned.
Nodding, Flamemon used the human to remain on his feet, "Yes, that's Naruto, my Aniki." He exclaimed before, like any hyperactive child, speaking as quickly as he could, "He's in trouble, but one of your friends is too! He's looking for his brother, but Mojyamon's turned evil because of Devimon!"
"You're talking about Matt! Where is he!?" the brunet asked, as worried as the fire Digimon.
"Tai, calm down! Let him breathe!" Frigimon told him, grabbing the small trio and putting them on his shoulders, "I'll hurry up, and you can fill us on the details as we go."
Exchanging stories, Flamemon learned of the other Digidestined, what kind of trouble they went to look for a way home, and how Devimon tricked them.
"I'm so sorry..." Tai ground his teeth and clenched his fists, "That Devimon made it look like he was the bad guy, and we didn't stop to think things through. I just wanted to fight, to get things over with before there was any more trouble, but because I suggested the idea... Everyone-"
"Hey, we know Devimon's the one to blame, so kick his ass extra hard if you wanna be sorry!" Flamemon exclaimed, "And help me save Aniki, too!"
"Yeah!" the other boy grinned back, finding a kindred hotheaded spirit in the horned Digimon.
But Agumon was worried, "Still, why is Devimon so desperate to get your friend?" he grew worried, "What if he kills him?"
"I know Aniki's the kind of guy who wouldn't die like that." Flamemon was either that determined to not believe the possibility of a bad ending, or he was that trustful of his friend, "But I know Devimon won't make it easier for him. That guy invented mean."
"Just thinking of what horrible things he must be doing to him..." Tai looked at the island, "Frigimon, please hurry!"
"Worry not! Subzero Ice Punch!" the snow bear Digimon punched the ground and formed a longer path, running forward.
As for the horrible torture.
"Be glad Devimon asked me to go through your torture." She grinned sadistically, "Otherwise, I'd have used my favorite set of needles to end your life slowly. Oh well." She enjoyed the sights. Naruto was hanging upside down by a chain wrapped around his ankles, shirtless, "For such a small human, you're nicely sculpted. I wish more of the small, cute Digimon worked out."
Glaring at her, he struggled against the chains keeping his arms tied to his back, "Dammit, I should've paid more attention on escapism classes." He grunted while trying to break free, even if he had to dislocate his own fingers to slip through.
Suddenly, the rude and cold splash of water on his face had him coughing, "Silence. I want to enjoy this." She grinned and cupped his cheek, "I won't ask for anything, so feel free to say anything y-yeouch!" She let a very loud scream out when he bit her fingers.
When she tried to pull back, he snarled and clenched it harder like a rabid fox sinking his fangs into prey. As she comically asked him to let her go, crying tiny tears while shaking him like a ragdoll, he bit harder. They continued like that while she did everything she could to get him to let go. Putting her foot on his face to push him off left dirt on his face, but it wasn't until he got her glove off her hand that she was freed.
"Pah!" he spat out a couple times, "Ugh, do you wash those things?"
"Shut it!" she snapped with tears threatening to roll down her cheeks, "You'll pay for this, I swear!" she proceeded to kick him in the gut.
It knocked some wind out of him with a sound, "Oof!" But he glared back while she did the same, although her expression was utterly adorable with the tiny droplets on the corners of her eyes.
Disliking, downright hating his expression, she grabbed her glove and put it back on, "Know this, when I evolve, I'll make you beg for this pain as if it was pleasure."
"That's if Devimon decides to let you evolve." He reminded her, earning himself a punch to his exposed stomach.
"I told you to keep those lips sealed!" she grunted and made sure to grab him by the jaw, "Now, we begin. I'll make sure to take everything from you. I'll wring you dry."
For Flamemon, things were relatively easier.
"Stay here, I'll look for medicine and food as well as your friend." Frigimon told the trio of hotheads he carried.
"Ugh, this sucks." he groaned while using Tai and Agumon for support.
"Don't force yourself, my coach says a sprained ankle's the worst." The human told him, "Just point us where Matt is."
"I didn't mean it because of my leg..." the fire Digimon blushed, "Okay, I did, but not only because of that. I wanted to find his little bro."
"TK should be fine with Patamon." Agumon said, "And we're going to find the rest, right Tai?"
"You got it, buddy." The brunet grinned, "Let's just hope Matt can listen to us. He's kind of, well, stubborn." He gave a tired, worried grin at the idea.
"I had to carry him out of a snowstorm." Flamemon pointed out. "Then again, I almost froze my butt when trying to find that TK, so what's that say about me?"
"That you're a good guy." Tai beamed at him, "All right, Agumon, let's make a fire to warm ourselves up. Riding Frigimon almost gave me a cold."
At the cave, Matt was kind enough to carry Flamemon's yellow backpack for him with Gabumon sniffing the air, "Can you really find him with your nose?"
His partner nodded, "It'll be difficult with this snow, but he does stand out."
The two moved forward, determined to find the one who tried to help them, only for a growl to make them look up, above the cave's entrance. Mojyamon had an ice club and an enraged look in his eyes. Before a conversation could be started, the human and his partner noted the black gear. Realizing they were in danger, they ran forward while the yeti Digimon let out a roar and leapt after them.
"Dammit, why does another one of Devimon's puppet have to be after us!?" Matt growled, trying hard not to fall with the backpack on his shoulders.
"Matt, do you think he could've be why Flamemon isn't around!?" Gabumon asked worriedly.
"Don't say that!" the boy yelled, turning to snap at his partner, "Don't even think- Duck!" he saw Mojyamon bring up his club and immediately tackled his partner. The ice weapon flew over their heads like a deadly and impractical boomerang. It smashed and tore several trees on its way while the duo got back on their feet with snow clinging to them.
"Grraaaaaaaaah!" the yeti roared, making another club with his element.
"Blue Blaster!" Gabumon shouted, opening his mouth to let out an azure fiery attack.
Quickly, Mojyamon jumped to one of the trees and held on to them with a hand, before throwing his club at the two. They dodged it by rolling to the side. Of course, they didn't let their eyes move away from their attacker for long, and turned to the yeti only to find it gone. At least until the sound of wood creaking made them turn to see it hanging on another tree with yet another ice mace ready.
"We have to run!" Matt told his partner, and the two raced off, "We can't fight him here where he has the advantage!"
"Matt, I could evolve and burn the forest!" Gabumon suggested.
"No, you'd trap us and him in a fire!" Matt snapped, "Damn that Devimon, using this guy to fight us..."
"Wait, I got it!" Gabumon stopped, looking at one of the broken trees which was just a large log.
"What're you- gah!" his partner gasped when Gabumon yanked him by the wrist and started pushing the log towards a hill, "Ah, great idea!"
Soon, the two kicked it down and jumped right on top, using the large piece of wood like a sledge. Mojyamon chased after the two, swinging his club between jumping from tree to tree before throwing it. Gabumon was quick to react and turned, opening his mouth for yet another Blue Blaster attack. The fire didn't completely melt the ice, but it managed to steer it off course to keep them safe.
And as that went on, elvish ears perked up, "Huh, what's that sound?" Flamemon asked and turned to a nearby hill, and gaped when seeing what he did, "W-What the heck did I miss!?"
His exclamation was followed by Matt's jubilant one, "Flamemon!" If he had been on his feet, he would have been jumping up joyfully like the fire imp.
"I knew you were all right!" Gabumon cheered.
"Behind you!" Flamemon shouted as Mojyamon's ice mace got too close.
"Blue Blast-" Gabumon barely let out his attack, but the club was too close.
It crashed and snapped the log in half, propelling the two into the air. Luckily for them, they landed on the water. Unluckily, it was as icy as one would expect from being near such a cold region. Panting and coughing the liquid out of their mouths and lungs, the two quickly swam back to the shore where Flamemon rested. Said redhead helped them out as best he could with his sprained ankle.
"Agh, that really sucks..." he grunted once he finally got them out.
"Thanks..." Matt panted while face down on the enough, and suddenly cringed when seeing the large yeti feet, "Ok, we're doomed." He laughed nervously.
"Grah!" Mojyamon exclaimed as he brought up his newest club.
"Pepper Breath!" until a small fireball knocked it off!
"Tai!/Matt!" the two humans cheered when seeing each other, but the time to celebrate was put on hold when they turned to Mojyamon.
Roaring even louder than before, the yeti turned to the injured and breathless, stomping towards them, "Flame Claws!" and Flamemon was quick to unleash his signature attack, aiming at his beard.
However, one shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Mojyamon's pudgy appearance hid a dexterous Digimon that easily jumped over the attack and got behind the defenseless trio, "Blue Blaster!" Almost defenseless. Gabumon's fire attack forced the yeti to jump to the side, and narrow his eyes on the five targets.
However, they all had a problem, "D-Damn, I'm getting hungry..." Flamemon grunted.
"Wait!" Matt pulled off the backpack, pulling out some meat Ranamon cooked, "I knew I brought this for a reason."
"Grrrr!" of course, Mojyamon wouldn't let them off easy.
The yeti launched himself at the blond... "Subzero Ice Punch!" and was met with Frigimon's right hook, "Eat up, I'll take care of him!"
As the two larger ice Digimon duked it out with Frigimon throwing a swift one-two combo followed by a hook to Mojyamon's side, the five smaller boys ate. Mojyamon grew tired of the interruptions and gave his opponent a taste of his own medicine. Lifting his arm to parry the ice bear's left hook, the yeti delivered a nasty upper-cut that had the other Digimon stumbled back. Frigimon was left opened for a haymaker to the jaw, followed by two swift hooks to the gut and a straight punch to his face. Devimon's black gear still worked as powered-up steroids, and Frigimon was flat on his back.
He tried to get up, by Mojyamon was ready and in the air with his most recent ice club above his head, "Pepper Breath! Flame Claws! Blue Blaster!" all three attacks hit the Digimon and sent him crashing down. The combined flames started to burn Mojyamon, who panicked and rolled on the ice to put them out.
Knowing he was saved by the kids and Digimon, Frigimon quickly jumped back to his feet and raced at the yeti as soon as he was getting up. Grabbing him from behind, the ice bear held up the other ice Digimon in a bearhug. Not feeling like making a joke about the matter after the problems the yeti gave them, everyone took aim and fired. Merging together, the fires formed a jet of flames that slammed into the gear. Their attack was powerful enough to send the two large Digimon flying back and crashing into a rocky wall, though Frigimon did his best to endure it.
As expected, though, the gear flew up and disappeared, and Mojyamon both regained consciousness and shrunk down, "Huh, what happened? Why's my fur singed!?"
"Oh, about that..." Tai chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Ah, look behind them!" Matt made them look behind the ice Digimon the crash made the rocky wall crack, and said crack grew and grew until part of the rocky surface crumbled.
"Black gears again!" Flamemon asked, "Does Devimon never run out of those things!?"
"This is crazy..." Tai said and approached them, "These things are the reason everything's so crazy." He glared and made a fist, "Can't you just give us a rest!?" Punching the gears with all his might was... not his best idea, "Ow!" he exclaimed while nursing his bruised knuckles.
"What did you think would happen?" Matt asked serenely.
"Argh, but they make me so mad!" Tai argued, suddenly forgetting his pain when feeling the ground shift under his feet, "Huh?" The group turned to see the gears turning and spinning in the opposite direction, as the island fragment returned to its place. It made the goggle-head grin, "Hey, look at that! All according to plan!"
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Matt let out a tired sigh, "Of course."
"Alright!" Flamemon told them, "Now it's time to save everyone!"
"Dam straight!" Tai cheered, pumping a fist at Infinity Mountain, "Just wait, Devimon, we're coming for round two!"
With that, the group was determined to win their next encounter no matter what.
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And that's my rap!
I had some fun with this fight, so forgive me if it seems like I wrote it in a rush, I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to. Anyway, that's another group coming back, so you know what the next partnership will be due to the process of elimination. And just so you know, I've a habit of changing my mind a lot, so don't ask for spoilers because I may as well do something very different.
The only things I know for certain are the next evolution designs and names for Kagemon. As I've said, I'm only writing this because I like many Digimon's designs.
Swordslinger out!