"Dad, do you really have to go?" Wined Liollmon to his father, Grademon.
"I am sorry, my son." The father said sorrowful. He was a spitting image of what would be his son's Ultimate form except his armor had more of a bronze like shine. "But I have many Royal Knight duties to attend to."
Liollmon ears fell sorrowful.
Grademon sighed and kneeled down to his son and patted his head. "I will be back as soon as I can."
Just like that Liollmon perked up and smiled. He quickly pounced on his father's chest.
Though you could not tell, Grademon was smiling under his mask.
Grademon quickly shot up of his bed with a stream of sweat rolling of his face.
He walked to the restroom. He turned on the hot water on high and splashed the water on his face. He looked up into the mirror and saw himself. But in his head he saw the Grademon that he dreamt about moments ago. He was breathing so heavily that the mirror began to fog. He starred continuously at the water as it poured through the faucet and drained at the bottom.
One thought kept echoing through Grademon's head since the talk with the Royal Knight. Father…I will avenge you…
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Astamon was up that night, quietly planning his next move, muttering the same phrase over and over. "Damn it… Damn it… Damn it…" What can I do…? I can't storm the Vaccine Castle; I'll get captured or destroyed. Kill the prince of the Dark Area sure wouldn't help the war to end… And father would defiantly seek vengeance against them… And Lilithmon would be devastated… But Luna is most likely already devastated… "And I can't just sit by while another person that I love die!" He could not help but to shout.
Astamon blushed a deep crimson. This is one of those moments where I'm glad I'm alone… Knowing Luna, Impmon, AND Lilithmon they'll take my feeling towards the kid intimately. Astamon sighed.
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Beelzemon was training hard by punching the wall while Dianamon and Lilithmon were talking, trying to figure a more strategic way of getting out other than angering the nearby Digimon with a repeated pounding.
"You know I'm surprised about you two."
Luna looked over at the princess who was now completely healed with no sign of a bruise. But the 'X' scar across her heart still remained. "Huh?"
"I'm surprised that you can stay in your Mega form in this kind of cage. I have not been in my Ultimate form in years. But you two are still children and can stay in your Mega form for a long period of time."
"Who said we're children?" Luna and Beelzemon said simultaneously, Beelzemon stopping his training when he heard the word 'children'.
Lilithmon was shocked by their sudden gang up on her. "I didn't mean anything by it! It's just in comparison of other Digimon that can stay in Mega form, you are younger!" She said nervously.
Luna cracked a smile, her face mask still lost in the woods from when the past Beelzemon attacked her. "Don't worry about it. I guess we are a little young in comparison."
"It's 'cause we're so badass! That's why we can stay in Mega!" He said turning more towards Lilithmon, him only having swollen cheek from the usual kick and punch to the face and the 'X' scar still remaining between the eyes, all thanks to Grademon
Luna laughed at how simple minded and naive her love was, her 'X' scar on her middle. "Beelzemon, why don't you come and sit down?"
The Digimon all around all moaned "YES!" all simultaneously.
Beelzemon rolled his eyes, and instead of making a smart comment, he simply flipped them off as he walked slowly towards Dianamon.
Luna shook her head while laughing. "You did not just do that…"
Beelzemon chuckled as he sat beside her. "And what if I did?"
Luna just sighed and shook her head.
Beelzemon wrapped his arms around her and leaned her against him.
The feeling has lessened since before. But in Luna's body a sensation came over her to push him away. But like always she ignored it.
Later that night Luna fell asleep in Beelzemon's arms with Lilithmon close by in her corner.
Beelzemon woke up when he felt Luna stir in his arms.
"Ugh… Quit movin' Luna…" He cracked open his eyes and looked down at his love "Luna?"
Luna was squirmed in his grasp with a scared expression on her face. She was chewing at her bottom lip and sweat ran down her face as she tried to, what it looked like, dig her nails in Beelzemon's armor.
Beelzemon shook his head to wake up and held her tighter and shook her "Luna, wake up!"
Luna's bright pink eyes shot open, glistening with tears. She began to shake and leaned towards Beelzemon. "Beelzemon…" She muttered through her tightly clenched teeth.
Beelzemon was confused and did not know exactly what to do. He sat her up in his lap and gave her a tight squeeze. He whispered small, soothing, words "Shh... S'Okay Luna… Jus' a dream…"
"…No…it wasn't…" She shakily whispered. "It was a memory…of what…" Luna couldn't continue what she was saying and wrapped her arms around him, tears streaming down her cheek.
Now Beelzemon was shaking, but with rage. He clenched his teeth hard and said many viral and dark curses under his breath. THAT SORRY BASTARD! THE SECOND I GET MY HANDS ON HIM, A BULLET IS GOING THROUGH THAT SON OF A BITCH'S HEAD! He squeezed her tighter in hug, both to comfort her and to let out anger.
The couple stayed that way the entire night, Luna in Beelzemon's firm grasp.
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"This is going to be, by far, the dumbest thing I have EVER done." Said Astamon to himself as the morning sun rose, glaring at the Vaccine castle as he stood on the other side of the territory line. Memories of Ethan and emotions flooded through Astamon's head. He breathed in a sharp and looked down at the ground. If I die… I'm dying as a Digimon who will fight for his friends! Luna…just stay strong, kid… Astamon made a small smile. Like I ever needed to say that to her.
Astamon shook his head and looked up. At the moment his leg felt like a million pounds. But he shakily started walking into Vaccine Digimon territory.
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Grademon was hitting a punching bag with extreme speed in the training room. He tried his best to forget the dream he had the night before, focusing on his target. But with every hit he compared himself to the Digimon he dreamt or, if he was strong enough, if he was good enough, if he was either a success or failure. Finally he could not take the agony anymore and punched, literally, through the bag. When he took his hand back, the sand poured from the bag. Not realizing the actual pain he was in, Grademon just shook his hand in the air and went to retrieve his sword. Once he tried to grasp it, the pain shot through him and he realized his hand may have been fractures. Looks like I can't punch that Beelzemon today… A kick or two may do it…
Grademon walked to his quarters and sat on his bed. With his unharmed hand, he placed his elbow on his leg and rested his head in his hand, not even bothering to get even a bandage for his possibly broken hand. His breathing was harsh and his sweat streamed off his face, dripping at a fast pace that it began to soak his bed. Why is this bothering me so much? Maybe it is from what Royal Knight Kentaurosmon said? Maybe I know that the war is soon to end… When I have the head of Prince Astamon, I will have the title I have worked for years to get… Royal Knight Alphamon…
Grademon look towards the roof of his room. "I shall make you proud, father."
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"He is determined to kill the prince of the Virals…" mentioning the obvious, Crusadermon.
"So? I say we are wasting time! Kentaurosmon did nothing but remind him of his reason on vengeance." Growled in anger Leopardmon.
"The war is raging on, and no one is doing anything! At this rate the Digital World shall fall fate to self-destruction." Said Magnamon.
Examon was growing angrier by the second. "Prince Astamon is on a suicide mission and Grademon is out for all Viral destruction! It is obvious that he is not fit to be a Royal Knight."
"Examon, calm yourself." Insisted UlforceVeedramon "When it comes down to where he has his sword to his neck, I somehow doubt he would have the strength to kill Prince Astamon."
Dynasmon was getting annoyed by the constant arguing "If he decides not to kill him, it is only that he shall realize that Prince Astamon shall die as a martyr, and Viral Digimon shall riot to avenge him."
Craniamon lifted his weapon in the air. "Enough! Perhaps we should see if the Viral King has to say." He hit the pond and retrieved his weapon. Once the ripples faded it showed Gallantmon kneeling to an GranDracumon who was staring at him to where you could not tell if he was furious about something or he was relaxed.
"My son has went to help a Data attribute only to go towards the Vaccine territory?" Said the GranDracumon "I knew he went soft since he met that human… But now he has gone mental!"
Gallantmon looked up towards his king, though he only follows Omnimon's orders he gives the Viral King the respect since Gallantmon himself is a Viral. "King GranDracumon, Astamon is only to save his friends from utter destruction. I am here with word from Sir Omnimon himself to confirm your action towards the death of Prince Astamon."
"Though I did give my son the rule over his own castle and life…vengeance will be the only thing that will settle this war!" He nearly shouted. "Without justice, hate will burn into one's eternal Digi-Core until death…"
"And this…final battle…will be the only way to you that the war will end?" Gallantmon said hesitantly.
"I will assure that my son dies as a martyr… How that will be taken will be up to my son's 'love' since she would know what he would wish above all and, from what I have heard of her tamer, she would be the perfect subject to ask."
Gallantmon stood and lowered his head. "Yes King GranDracumon. I understand and shall past word to the other Royal Knights."
"Tell me Royal Knight Gallantmon," GranDracumon said hiding the concern in his voice "is my son fighting against or with the Vaccine?"
Gallantmon turned his back to the king "Unlike most Digimon, he does not take notice of attribute, species, or any classification." The knight looked over his shoulder and starred at the king "It is a true honor to call a Digimon with his mind a prince of any attribute."
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Morning came slow to Beelzemon and Luna. They kept small talk through the night to try to ease Luna's mind. When the Digimon were all waking up, Beelzemon and Luna just started to nap, the effect of staying up all night kicking in.
Lilithmon soon woke up and looked at the sleeping two. How can those two possibly still be asleep… Well…Dianamon could still be in distress I assume…
Half of an hour later, Luna woke up. When she saw that Beelzemon, too, drifted off to sleep, she smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek.
Luna tried to stand up but every time she tried, Beelzemon held her tighter in his grip, his wings would cover her more and more, and he would grumbled angrily in his sleep.
Luna smiled warmly "Well, this brings back memories…" She said softly.
"Of what?"
Luna was slightly shocked and looked over. She seemed to have forgotten that her prison was shared with the fallen Princess.
"Oh…" Luna said peeking through the opening to the wings "uh… Just something Astamon did when he was trying to take me home." She smiled to herself. "Looks like I'm stuck here…" Luna soon rested her head back his armored chest and breathed in content.
"Oh…" Lilithmon, too, smiled.