Episode 10
The Heavens Rain Death
The Human World
The Anti-Dragon Resistance that was stationed in the Human World had all gathered outside of the wreckage that was once a beautiful mansion. The yellow police tape still hugged the gates of the mansion, but no one came near the area since the explosion. People feared that a pack of wild Digimon lived there, causing destruction and misery which ever way they fancied.
At least part of that rumour was true; the Dragon's were causing so much damage in their leader's quest for conquering the Human World, the poor town would soon be unable to pay for all of the repairs needed. But the other part of the rumour was false, since the paramedics caught sight of Magnamon they believed he and some other Digimon were responsible for the destruction, and Magnamon did not take kindly to such accusations.
It was early next morning did they go to the city. Dorumon was much better than what she was, her wounds were almost completely healed and Serena was back to her old self. Her skin had back its glow, she slept better and her breathing had returned to its regular flow. They had decided it was best for them to return to the city once Serena and Dorumon were back at they're physical peak, Magnamon feared a journey would cause too much strain on them.
"Darkdramon did this?" Beelzemon gasped. "How thah hell did ya survive?"
"Honestly, we have no idea," Magnamon replied. "But we had to show you this, Bee, so you could understand how dangerous these Dragon's are."
"Tey haven't done anythin' like 'tis in thah Digital World," Beelzemon informed them. "Why here?"
"Yumiko wanted to destroy the Human World in order to help the Digimon evolve," Serena explained. "The new leader is using the Dragon's to distract the Royal Knights in the Digital World in order to carry out his or her plans here. It seems whoever is in charge is starting their conquest here."
"It makes sense," Yamaki agreed. "Whoever is in charge will want to keep the Knights busy while they plan they're conquest of the Human World."
"So what do we do about it?" Dorumon asked. "We can't return to the Digital World just yet and we can't defeat the stronger Dragon's."
"We'll just have to try," Serena said. "We'll get stronger, we'll learn new moves and when the Dragon's show their faces around here again we'll take them out."
Beelzemon smiled and wrapped his arm around Serena's shoulder, "Tat's thah spirit babe," he cheered. "Thah Dragon's ain't goin' tah stop us."
"Hold on," Yamaki said. "We can't get cocky, and we can't underestimate the Dragon's. You did that last time and look what happened."
He gestured to the ruined remains of the mansion, a disapproving look on his face. Serena could understand why he was annoyed at them, he was worried about Serena getting hurt as she did last time. Yamaki did not ever want to see Serena so hurt and afraid ever again, he wanted her to be safe. If they overestimated their own skills then all that would be accomplished would be further injury.
"Pride Goethe before a fall," Yamaki recited.
"Dad," Serena sighed. "We know, okay. We're not stupid, we know that the Dragon's aren't weak."
"Then stop treating them like they are!" Yamaki snapped. "They are dangerous, and unless you learn that you cannot win."
Beelzemon began to argue, Serena squeezed his forearm as if to warn him not to say a word. Her father was right, when they fought Reptiledramon they only managed to attain a victory because he was weaker than them and outnumbered. The Dragon's new leader wasn't like Yumiko, she rushed her plan and decided to capture Serena as soon as she could and because of that she lost. She didn't try to grasp a better understanding of Serena, perhaps if she did then maybe Serena wouldn't have defeated her.
"Your father is right," Magnamon said. "We'll have to learn about these Dragon's, understand them. Only then can we win."
"I'd rather jus' kill 'em," Beelzemon said. "Jus' jump inta battle an' see what happens."
"We'll never win like that," Dorumon said disapprovingly.
"She's right," Serena agreed. "We'll have to be smart, or else we'll loose."
Beelzemon pouted, he clearly hated having to wait around. He had been waiting long enough, waiting six months for an opening to have Serena back in his arms. Having to wait much longer for a chance to repay the ones who caused Serena so much pain was almost unbearable, he wanted to wring Darkdramon's neck right there. But he knew deep down they were right, of course they were.
Beelzemon was just too set in his old ways, he was too used to the Demon Lord's way of going to a battle. Lucemon would think of a plan and they would stick to it, from there Lucemon couldn't care whether Beelzemon fought like he was told or just ran into battle with his eyes closed. Maybe it was okay for a little change.
"Alright," he sighed. "We'll do it Yamaki's way."
Serena smiled at him and kissed the knuckles on his left hand, his face slowly broke into a tender smile. They headed back to town, the white van Yamaki had rented was now the group's main means of transportation and they were thankful they were able to inconspicuously travel between the town and city.
...
During the trip back Yamaki discussed something that had been niggling at the back of Serena's mind for some time, her duty to stop the Dragon's had prevented her from living any kind of normal teenage life. Not that it really concerned Serena, she knew she was not part of that world and neither was Yamaki. Neither of them wanted to co-exist alongside humans, they were too used to the company of Digimon.
"Wait, let me get this straight," Serena said. "You don't want me to go to school?"
"That's right," Yamaki nodded. "I thought having you go to school would be good for you, it would stop you from becoming lonely. But now I see it only seems to cause you distress. Besides, you miss enough school as it is that there seems to be no point in you even going."
"At least I won't have to see Paul or the others again," Serena approved. "I'll miss Shazz, but having to say goodbye to her for a second time would just be too hard."
"So you're okay with it?" Yamaki asked.
Serena nodded.
...
In the back of the van Beelzemon, Magnamon and Dorumon had been silently listening to Yamaki and Serena's conversation. It was in fact Magnamon's plan that Serena no longer attended school, while it was a shame she would not be getting a full education there was little need for one when she returned to the Digital World. Though once back in the Digital World they were not sure what was to become of Serena.
Beelzemon had been quiet since climbing into the back of the van, Magnamon was a little worried and wondered if he was upset about something. Magnamon knew Beelzemon was determined to save Serena this time, he couldn't afford to loose her a second time and he most probably wanted to prove he had the capability to protect her. After loosing her to Yumiko Magnamon remembered how much pain it had caused Beelzemon, a second loss would probably kill him.
Magnamon thought of what to say, but his thoughts were interrupted by Beelzemon who suddenly spoke. "What Dragon's are left thah we know of?" he asked.
Magnamon looked at him surprised, not expecting Beelzemon to be concerned with who they fighting. Beelzemon was not the one to care about the who, he cared mostly about the why. To hear him actually engage in such a conversation was a little startling.
"Well," Dorumon began. "There's Strikedramon, Darkdramon, Chaosdramon, Wingdramon and Goldramon."
"What of thah leader?" Beelzemon asked. "Is it fair tah assume thah he is ah dragon too?"
"I suppose so," Magnamon answered. "But Yumiko herself was not a dragon, she was a Fallen Angel type. We can't make any assumptions."
Beelzemon was again silent, he brought his knee to his chest and leaned his arm on that propped up knee. He pressed his thumb to his lips, running it over his lips as he contemplated something silently. They neared the borders of the town before he eventually spoke.
"We 'ave tah be wary of Chaosdramon, Darkdramon and Goldramon," he said at last. "Tey are mega level, tey'll be thah strongest."
"What about Wingdramon and Strikedramon?" Dorumon inquired.
"Wingdramon is ultimate," Beelzemon replied. "He will be tough tah defeat, but not as tough as thah others. Strikedramon will be no problem, she is only ah champion level."
"Ah, remember what Yamaki said," Magnamon made a 'tut tut' noise as he wagged a finger. "Do not underestimate our foes."
...
Back at the town Magnamon and Dorumon left to set up a perimeter of the area and checked to see if there was any suspicious activity had been conducted while they had been away. There was the faint presence of another Digimon, but they couldn't be too sure if it was a Dragon or just another Digimon who had crossed over through the weakened barrier. What made the situation worse was that the Dragon's now had the map Lilithmon had given them, now the Dragon's could keep an eye on them while Serena and the others had no idea where the Dragon's could be.
It would only make finding them so much harder.
"Do you think that presence could be one of the Dragon's?" Dorumon inquired.
They rested atop one of the tallest building in the town, the old town clock tower which was still under repairs. Serena had laughed when she first saw the clock when she arrived back in the Human World, even after her two year absence the town's council had still not had managed to raise the funds necessary to fix the tower which had been damaged some time ago during a heavy storm.
From the small balcony beneath the tall hands of the clock, Dorumon had reverted into her Dorugamon form, just incase she was called upon to do battle. She now saw just how small the town was, while it no longer had the charm of a traditional country town there was still something rather appealing about the way the houses lulled along the small rises and slopes of the knolls which were barely hills.
No house had no more than two storey's, they were all quaint and spaced out nicely amongst themselves and even the school seemed small and polite in its own way. The only thing that really stood out was the north of the town, which had slowly become industrialised with its tall tower blocks that loomed over the town like some horrid silhouette. It was clear to see why Serena would be more fond of the Digital World, each and every place Serena had ever stayed was either grand (such as the Royal Knights Assembly) or quaint (such as the house in the forest).
"...No," Magnamon replied after a moment of hesitation. "If it was the Dragon's the signature would have been stronger, they are powerful Digimon after all."
"But about Strikedramon?" Dorugamon asked. "You know she's only a champion level, like me her energy signature will only be faint."
Magnamon rolled his eyes in her direction, "You're right," he realized. "And since her signature is so faint she would have been able to slip in through the cracks in the Digital Barrier without my noticing."
"Then she could be here right now?" Dorugamon said.
"Yes, it is a possibility," Magnamon answered thoughtfully. "But why hasn't she attacked us yet? What makes her different?"
"When we fought Darkdramon he had no idea that there was another Dragon even in the Human World," Dorugamon reminded him. "What if she is operating a different plan entirely? Maybe she isn't attacking because she's collecting information on us, gathering the intelligence required to attack us."
"Well, she isn't doing a very good job," Magnamon folded his arms over his chest and closed his eyes.
"Why do you say that?" she said.
"If she had intelligence on us then why haven't we been attacked at Yamaki's apartment?" Magnamon asked her. "They have had plenty of opportunity to attack us, for example when we were recovering from our fight with Darkdramon they could have easily killed us."
Dorugamon frowned, pondering the question given to her. "What if..." a look of realization came across her face. "What if Strikedramon doesn't know what Serena looks like, she's never seen her right? She's seen us, because she took the map from you!"
Magnamon's eyes snapped open, "Stay here," he ordered. "If I'm not back by sunset then... well..."
Magnamon jumped off the balcony and glided away, not finishing his sentence. Dorugamon watched him fly away, clear worry across her face. She knew what Magnamon was up too, he was going to search for Strikedramon and take her out. She didn't doubt Magnamon wasn't capable of doing so, she just worried if Strikedramon had a hidden card up her sleeve.
Dorugamon sat beneath the clock's hands for some hours, soon the tone of the sky brightened and the day was nearing its noon. It was as the sun reached its highest above the pale blue sky that a new presence suddenly came over her, a dark shadow which eclipsed the sun. Dorugamon felt the coolness of the shade, she jumped to her feet and took off into the air, baring her fangs.
She saw the creator of the shadow, feeling her hunches lower and the presence of a threat no longer as daunting. She gasped at the sight of the Digimon hovering before her.
"You-!"
...
Yamaki had left to do the weekly shopping, leaving Serena and Beelzemon alone for at least two hours. They were going to take advantage of the time they had away from the rest of the resistance to be one again, to be the lovers again. And Beelzemon had missed being one with her. He had missed every inch and curve of her figure, every little freckle along her arms, the feel and scent of her hair.
The taste of her skin, her lips. He even missed the small little gestures she made often, such as when she forgot something she would shake her hands as if wet as she tried to recall what she had forgotten. It wasn't so much the intimacy he missed, it was just her. Just Serena Usagi, just the girl he loved. He missed every little thing about her, now that he had her back he wasn't going to think so little of her ways or take her for granted ever again.
And though they had some hours to spare, Beelzemon had only one thing on his mind. They lay on the bed in her room, the window was open slightly with a soft breeze lulling in through the crack and it carried her scent along the air. Serena lay on his chest, fast asleep with her arms around him. He himself had removed his helmet, leaning his own head against hers and stroked her arms with small careful movements.
"Mmm," Serena often spoke in her sleep. "I really want some Minti Fruiti Soup... yummy."
Beelzemon smiled. He moved a hand to his mouth and tore the glove off using his teeth, he spat it to the floor and entwined his fingers amongst her hair. Serena had once complained to him that they are never really intimate at times, due to how he covers nearly every inch of his body. He knew small gestures such as removing his one glove was something she appreciated.
Serena moaned in her sleep, her eyebrows pulling together and a look of fear came across her face. She made a small noise, a sad little cry. Beelzemon turned to her, raising both his eyebrows as she continued to cry. Beelzemon frowned and sat up, gently shaking Serena.
"Serena!" he called. "Wake up!"
Her eyes snapped open, a wide and startled look in her eyes. She looked around her, her eyes drastically darting between each corner of the room before returning to Beelzemon. She took a deep breath, calming down instantly. Beelzemon continued to frown.
"What was thaht?" he asked.
"A bad dream," Serena replied. "I think... I think I saw the leader of the Dragon's."
Beelzemon gasped and his eyes widened, "How is thaht possible?" he asked.
He couldn't believe it, it shouldn't be possible for Serena to have a dream about the Dragon's, she shouldn't be able to see this figure. It worried Beelzemon, he didn't want the Dragon's leader to be anywhere near her, not even in her dreams.
"I saw his face," Serena continued. "I... I know his name."
Beelzemon was silent, but there was a look in his crimson eyes that urged her on. Serena hesitated, feeling a lump in her throat and... fear? Was Serena afraid of the Digimon she had not yet seen? Of course she was, he was sending out dangerous Digimon to try to destroy her friends, her family and the world she had once called home. He was powerful, and she was terrified of him.
"His name..." she swallowed the lump. "His name is Darknessmon."
...
The Digital World
Darknessmon opened his eyes, those brilliant and startling crimson orbs that seemed to glare beneath the darkness of his hooded robes. A smile split across his face, a jagged little joke of a smile that was displayed across his scaly face. For anyone who had ever scene Darknessmon they would know it was a disturbing sight, a sight that would make your hairs stand on end and your blood run cold.
He was not aware of how strong his connection between him and Serena was, he had no idea that he and she were able to communicate slightly through dreams. It was a poor connection, the signal was weak, like static on the end of the phone. To Serena it would have appeared like a bad dream, to him it was an accomplishment beyond anything he could have ever hoped for.
He wondered if he was now at a disadvantage, Serena now knew what he looked like and his name. But did she know who he was? No, Serena wouldn't be able to connect the dots so soon with so little evidence. Serena would never find out who he was, not yet at least.
He got to his feet, pushing himself off his throne and outstretched his one arm. "Darkdramon, Wingdramon!" he called with a voice that thundered throughout the castle and through the cracks of the Digital Barrier. "It's time to attack! And remember - if one little mark appears on her body I will kill you."
...
A loud explosion drew Serena and Beelzemon's attention away from one another and towards the window. Serena jumped off the bed and towards the window, she flung it open and hopped onto the ledge as she saw the billowing column of smoke rise up from the south-west of the town. She felt a strong presence on the air, a thick ripple of energy that made the air warm.
"What is it?" he asked.
"The town's been attacked," she answered. "Do you think...?"
She needn't finish, for it was obvious who had attacked the defenceless town. Serena hopped off the ledge back into her room, retrieving her NeoDevimon helmet from its place on a stool. She quickly slipped it on and there was a simultaneous flash of colour, as the bright light of multi colours dwindled there stood a LadyNeoDevimon and a Demon Lord with black angelic wings.
Serena looked herself over, she feared that the broken helmet would have resulted in her ability being broken. She feared she would be half human, having her human vulnerabilities. As a Digimon she was far stronger and sturdier, her human side would have been nothing more than an easy target. Thankfully she was as she should be, though the damage done to her helmet had some repercussions.
She was no longer as tall as she once was when in that form, along with that her helmet, the guards on her knees and her claws had changed from a gold to a sleek silver. Beelzemon looked Serena up and down, she turned to him with concern in her dark pink eyes. She slowly walked to Beelzemon.
"B-Bee," she stuttered slightly. "Am I... I mean... d-do you..."
He gently grabbed her one shoulder, bringing her close. He kissed the top of her helmet, smiling as he pulled back and her eyes widened in surprise.
"Ih love ya," he grinned. "Nothan's goin' tah change thaht."
"But... do you prefer me this way?" she asked. "As someone more like you?"
"Ih love ya," he repeated. "Ih don't care what ya look like."
Serena smiled at him, and they set off. They flew above the town, spotting flashing lights below them. The towns police force was only small, at best the unit only ever comprised of eleven or so officers. The fire department was just as small, with only one fire engine and a handful of men.
"Where is Magnamon and Dorumon?" Serena wondered aloud.
"Who knows," Beelzemon replied.
They came to the site of the explosion, one of the older houses of the town, an old fashioned Japanese style house similar to that of the one Serena and Beelzemon once lived in. Beelzemon felt a lump rise up in his throat at the sight of the smouldering timbers of wood, the sight of the home brought back painful memories of the only home he had ever truly cherished.
Were the Dragon's purposefully teasing them? Or were they sending a message? Serena hovered near the tall pillars of deep smoke that consumed the sky, she stared deep into the small embers that still taunted the scorched timbers of wood. Beelzemon noticed the intensity of the stare, then followed her gaze and saw what she glowered at. A Dragon stood within the smoke, a Dragon who grinned up at them with a crooked and insane smile that Serena recognized.
Darkdramon.
He came out of the smoke, gliding in a graceful way that would not be expected of such a character. He smiled at Serena, folding his arms over his chest as he folded his arms across his chest. He seemed relieved, as if something dreadful had been removed from his presence. Serena sensed Darknessmon had threatened Darkdramon, from the dream she felt that Darknessmon didn't want her dead.
He wanted her, for whatever reason, perhaps to extract his own revenge upon her.
Maybe Darkdramon was pleased because he had not killed Serena, and because she was alive then maybe Darknessmon would not punish Darkdramon. She spotted another Digimon hovering not far from Darkdramon, perhaps a mile and a half away from Darkdramon. Wingdramon? There was two of them here? Serena frowned, wondering if there were any more Digimon hovering around.
Beelzemon heard a noise, he glanced behind him and Magnamon appeared beside them. He looked a little fatigued, when he spotted Darkdramon there came a scornful look in his crimson eyes.
"Where's Dorumon?" Serena asked him.
"I don't know," he replied. "Last I saw her she was at the clock tower-"
"Well, well, well," Darkdramon cut in and grinned. "The almighty Beelzemon! I've always wanted to meet you, you've always been an inspiration for me. Amongst all the Demon Lords you truly are the greatest - a greedy little bastard who didn't care about who he hurt as long as he got what he wanted."
Beelzemon puckered his brow.
"But, I suppose as time goes on even the greatest of the us change," Darkdramon continued. "And you sir" - he pointed an accusing finger at Beelzemon - "changed. One little piece of hot ass pops into your life and boom! You're a cream puff now! And I'm going to take the title of Demon Lord when I absorb your data."
Beelzemon snarled and ground his sharp teeth, he lunged towards the Dragon who sneered at him. Magnamon grabbed him, pulling him back. Beelzemon spun a little as he was pulled back, he turned to Magnamon in surprise. Magnamon ignored him and stood tall, with his hands clenched tightly by his sides.
"Magnamon, what teh hell-!" Beelzemon snapped.
Serena went towards him and pushed her claws against his chest, he looked at her in surprise. Why was she preventing him from fighting? She knew how much he loved to fight and how much he wanted revenge against the Dragon's, yet she was stopping him. Why? Serena glanced back to Magnamon, she had seen that look in Magnamon's eyes: the look of revenge. Darkdramon had hurt the only person in the two worlds that Magnamon considered family, by hurting Serena Darkdramon had sealed his own fate.
Now Magnamon was determined not to loose.
"Let him have this," Serena whispered softly.
Beelzemon looked at her questionably, but he saw there was no point in arguing. Darkdramon smiled at the sight of Magnamon, though there was a tone of disappointment in his eyes. He had wanted to fight Beelzemon, but he argued with himself that there was time for both. Chances were Beelzemon would try to fight Wingdramon, who in fact was weak, so once Beelzemon had claimed victory it would be only a matter of time before Darkdramon squeezed the life out of Magnamon.
Then things would get interesting, and Darkdramon would be able to prove his worth to Darknessmon.
"Ready for round two, little Knight?" Darkdramon smirked.
Magnamon said nothing, merely squinting eyes that were alight with a burning sense of duty. Magnamon was going to win - he wanted to win. Serena and Beelzemon would have to move aside, allow them room to fight. Serena's gaze settled on Wingdramon, and she charged towards him. Beelzemon inhaled sharply, not expecting Serena to so easily jump into action.
He followed her, glancing back at Magnamon and offered him a supportive smile. Darkdramon ignored them as they passed him, his eyes laid fixated on Magnamon and he tensed his muscles accordingly. He was going to finish this in one shot, he was not in the mood to drag out the fight when there was a Demon Lord not more than a few feet away, usually he hated short fights but on this occasion he would make an exception - if only to allow his dream of fighting Beelzemon to come true.
Darkdramon opened his mouth and thick particles of energy began to manifest in his mouth, Magnamon immediately recognized the attack. Dark Roar. The forbidden move which had caused them so much pain last time, the attack which had caused Serena so much pain. Darkdramon fired the thick beam of Dark Matter energy, the swirling mass of black energy connected with its target and the blast created a thick and dark cloud of energy that shot upwards and its vein-like black flames that spread along the air, the black electricity lulled along the breeze and slowly dwindled away into nothingness.
Serena froze at the sound of the explosion and whirled around to see the dark cloud of smoke that was dragged away by the breeze, and she broke into a cold sweat. Even she recognized the attack, she felt an aching in her chest as she remembered the pain that had ripped through her being that day Magnamon fought Darkdramon. Darkdramon laughed loudly and turned to face Serena and Beelzemon, a grin split across his face and Serena felt her blood run cold.
"Now," he sneered. "Who's next? How about you, Demon Lord?"
"You're not finished with me yet," called a voice.
Darkdramon's eyes widened and he went stiff, Serena and Beelzemon stared in surprise at the golden clad Digimon who emerged from the smoke and hovered a few feet above Darkdramon. He gritted his sharp teeth and hissed, turning to Magnamon.
"How are you alive?" Darkdramon cried. "You survived the first one by pure luck, the second time should have killed you!"
"Did you know," Magnamon began with a smile, "that I'm known as the Kiseki no Kagayaki? - the Radiance of Miracles. I am a Holy Knight Digimon and my name is derived from 'Magna', which is Latin for great. On top of that I am born from the Digi-Egg of Miracles."
"And your point is?" Darkdramon frowned.
"Did you really think the same trick would work on me twice?" Magnamon chuckled. "I, who am a Royal Knight and a genius, I whose name is 'Great Digimon'? You really are a fool."
Darkdramon roared and charged, he pulled out his Gigastick Lance and swung. Magnamon raised his arms to his face, a golden barrier appeared around his arms and the Lance bounced off the Aura Barrier. Magnamon spun on his one leg and kicked Darkdramon across the face, he fell and rolled along himself into a ball. He sprung forwards and Magnamon grabbed his wrists, his talons outstretched towards the Royal Knight.
Magnamon smirked at him, he quickly released Darkdramon's wrists and swatted his arms aside. Magnamon kept his palms open and his fingers outstretched, a golden light appeared in his palms and Magnamon fired two shots of Plasma Shoots. Darkdramon roared in pain as the shots consumed his face, his neck snapped back and he pulled away from Magnamon. He screamed and swore as he clutched his face, he turned to Magnamon and part of his clear visor and helmet crumbled beneath his claws.
Magnamon smiled at him, "I'm going to finish this in one shot," he warned. "One shot to end your pitiful existence."
Darkdramon glowered at him, "Oh really?" he hissed and an insane glint entered his scarlet eyes. "Bring it, little Knight!"
Magnamon frowned at him, wondering if Darkdramon understood the danger he was in. Magnamon had warned him once, he was not going to warn him a second time. Magnamon crossed his hands over his chest so that they made an X, he shut his eyes and a gold static ran along the air. Darkdramon looked around him in surprise, feeling the air grow static and the air grow warm.
Magnamon opened his eyes and a golden hue had taken them, Darkdramon stared back at him and Magnamon outstretched his arms. A powerful ripple of golden energy struke Darkdramon full force, as Magnamon unleashed the full power of the Digi-Egg of Miracles from every inch of his body. Darkdramon roared in pain, as his data was pulled from his body and his life was torn from him. Darkdramon burst into millions of particles and streams of data, and Magnamon let the data hover along the air before allowing Beelzemon to absorb each and every little speck of data.
"Why didn't you absorb the data, Magnamon?" Serena asked.
"I'm not going to have that parasites data within me," Magnamon answered. "Black data will only corrupt me."
"But its good enough fer meh?" Beelzemon arched an eyebrow.
"You're a Demon Lord," Magnamon pointed out. "Your whole body is consisted of black data, you're corrupted enough."
"Good point," Beelzemon smirked.
They turned on Wingdramon, who appeared a little shaken. Serena glanced around at Beelzemon and Magnamon, Beelzemon was ready to fight while Magnamon seemed a little fatigued. Magnamon unleashed the power of the Digi-Egg of Miracles, that was the life-force on which he lived on, unleashing some of it had drained him of his energy. Which meant Serena could now prove her worth to Beelzemon.
There was no need for him to keep protecting her, Serena was now perfectly capable of taking care of herself and Beelzemon had to know that. Serena wasn't sure if she could take down Wingdramon, but she could at least try.
"Bee," Serena turned to him. "Let me take him on."
"What?" Beelzemon exclaimed. "No way!"
"Please," she pleaded. "I can protect myself, let me show you."
Beelzemon began to protest, Magnamon gripped hold of his friend's shoulders. Beelzemon whirled around to face him, scowling at him. There was a calm look in Magnamon's eyes, and each of Beelzemon's arguments vanished. He knew that Serena sometimes felt frustrated whenever she had to sit along the sidelines, she tried to prove her worth when she fought Yumiko and now she wanted to do that again.
"Okay," he sighed. "Just... be careful."
She smiled at him. "I will," she promised.
Serena charged at Wingdramon, he seemed to shake off his fears and shot upwards. Serena watched as he spiralled upwards towards the heavens and inhaled sharply, some embers of fire leaked out of the corners of his mouth and Serena knew what was coming next.
Blaze Sonic Breath.
Wingdramon fired several fireballs, Serena quickly swerved to the side as she avoided them. The fireballs thankfully lost their power and were eaten away, Serena sighed in relief that no humans had been injured. Wingdramon frowned and flew upwards, flying up out of her reach until he was not far from being consumed by the clouds. Serena eyed him carefully, wary of what his next move would be.
As a NeoDevimon she and he were of equal strength, both being an ultimate level Digimon. She felt from watching him during Magnamon's fight with Darkdramon that Wingdramon wasn't much of a fighter, in fact she sensed he was fairly new to the idea of working alongside other Digimon as part of an organization. That could play to her advantage, but she knew not to overestimate her own abilities.
Serena had to fight just like Magnamon, she had to end it quickly and waste no time or energy. Wingdramon angled his body and lowered his head, allowing the lance on his head to catch the glint of the sun and it seemed to glow with some type of energy. Serena recognized this move also; Explode Sonic Lance. She gritted her teeth, she easily avoided the attack. It was a simple tactic of moving aside, as she had done earlier, but if Serena wanted to end this she would have no choice but to stand still.
Wingdramon tucked in his wings and dived down, a powerful nosedive attack that Serena knew could be fatal if she did not time her moves right. Beelzemon watched her in alarm, panic clear in his eyes as he questioned her sanity. He felt like screaming at her, to order her to move, but he held his tongue. He knew that Serena was right, he would have to trust Serena and allow her to take matters into her own talons.
Wingdramon came closer, accelerating at an alarming rate downwards. Serena stayed firm, her talons at the ready. Any second now and he would be upon her, at the moment he was nothing more than a large blur as he shot downwards like an arrow and Serena felt her talons tremble at her sides. A mere foot away and... Serena outstretched her talons and grabbed him.
Her one hand tightly clasped the lance till her talons seeped into the metal. Her other talons had become embedded in Wingdramon's flesh, her talons dug deep and she twisted them ever so slightly.
Wingdramon stared up at her in surprise, "You-!" he grunted in pain. "Impossible!"
Serena smiled at him, "Nothing's impossible," she chuckled.
She ripped the lance from his back and twisted her talons in a full circle, Wingdramon screamed in pain and burst into a tiny fractions of data that she collected into a ball. The data was warm in her hands and it pulsed with a strong energy, like it was calling for her. It was alluring in a way, to just absorb the data and grow stronger. To grow stronger and powerful, to be able to protect her loved ones.
Serena went over to Magnamon and Beelzemon, breaking the data balls into two and offering one to each of them. They stared at her in surprise, why would Serena give up such precious data? She would need all of the energy necessary to fight the Dragon's, if not she may not be so lucky next time.
"Please, take it," Serena insisted. "I can't..."
"Why not?" Magnamon inquired.
"Ever since I absorbed Yumiko's data I've never felt... clean," Serena answered. "I feel like this dark entity lives within me, trying to become part of me. I can't have another one's data within me."
Beelzemon smiled and ruffled her hair, gladly taking the ball of data and crushing it into his fist. He quickly absorbed the data and in turn Magnamon took the ball of data offered to him after a few seconds of hesitation. He accepted Wingdramon's data, unlike Darkdramon it was not tainted. They began to leave, deciding it was best to when more humans began to gather below as they watched in spectacle of the fight.
...
They roosted atop one of the taller buildings, looking down at the humans as they took care of the wreckage below. The crowd had began to disperse slowly, now only a few people remained to chat to the police. Serena had began to worry, she hoped that Dorumon and her father were alright. Serena's ears pricked up at the sound of leathery wings, she looked upwards in surprise and wondered if it was another Dragon.
"Dorumon!" she cried in joy.
Magnamon and Beelzemon turned to face Dorugamon, she landed on the roof and Serena instantly went to her and wrapped her arms around her friend's neck in a warm hug. Dorugamon smiled at her, though there was an odd emotion in her eyes that worried Serena.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I... ran into some company," Dorugamon replied. "And before you do anything, hear him out, please?"
Serena frowned, not liking the sound of those words. A fourth Digimon landed on the roof, carrying in her arms an unwelcome human who jumped from the arms of his companion with a sheepish expression on his face. Tom looked over to Beelzemon, who stood with an unimpressed expression upon his face as he crossed his arms, and he turned as pale as bone. Beelzemon was much bigger in person.
"What are you doing here?" Serena spat, a layer of disgust clear in her words.
"Serena, please-" Tom began.
Angewoman stood not far from Tom, silent. She had words of advice to offer, but she knew to keep her tongue held. Tom had ordered her to keep her business out of his on this occasion, he had caused the rift between him and Serena and it was only fair for him to repair that rift.
"No!" Serena cut in. "I've heard enough of your words!"
"Hear me out, if only for a moment!" he pleaded.
Beelzemon's mouth twitched, curving into a sneer. He instantly felt a distaste for the human boy, one more word out of him and Beelzemon might even feel the need to silence him forever. He glanced to Angewoman, then to the Digi-Vice strapped to the child's belt. He frowned. He was not aware there were any Tamers left, he had been told there were to be no more in order to keep the two worlds seperate.
So how did this boy have one?
Serena stared at Tom silently, biting her lower lip. Tom put his hands together in a praying gesture, pleading for her to allow him if only a second of her time. Serena sighed, and said "Fine, but I'm only giving you five minutes." Tom smiled in gratitude.
"Okay, listen," he eyed Beelzemon once more and knew he had to be careful with his words. "What happened the other night, what I did and said, it was wrong. I understand that now, I've found it hard to accept that you're not the Serena I once knew. So, to apologize, I offer my services - well, Angewoman's services - in aiding you against this battle against the Six Dragon's."
Tom outstretched his arm, Serena looked down at it and it took her no more a few seconds to make her decision. Serena had to let go of everything human, friends, family and weaknesses included. Serena knew now that she was more Digimon than human, it was wrong of her to keep pulling in her human friends and family to a life that was so obviously dangerous.
"No," Serena slapped his hand aside. "You and Angewoman stay out of this! You got that? If you get involved then I'll personally see to it that your Digi-Vice becomes the most useless hunk of junk in both worlds."
Tom stared at her in surprise, Serena walked past him to Beelzemon and took his hand. They walked to the edge of the roof and took off into the air, Magnamon and Dorugamon following them after glancing at Tom and Angewoman. Tom slowly turned to watch the fading shadows, hoping that Serena would turn to face him and give a thankful apology or wishing him a healthy future.
She did not.
Serena had to give up everything human, starting with each and everyone of her friends. Next would be her mother, that would be one of the most difficult situations she would ever find herself in. But she had to turn her back on the Human World if she was to ever fully embrace the Digital World, and if she was able to fully accept herself.
To Be Continued...