The code of a Digimon is a wondrous and complex thing. Thousands of millions of lines of code course through the matter that makes up a Digimon. Each one and zero is made of thousands of billions of smaller codes that govern the codes before them, and there are even smaller codes to govern the individual digits of those numbers. And beyond even that, hundreds of thousands of neural pathways exist in those codes. Each one of these neural pathways can hold enough information to recreate the entire personality and mind of a lone Digimon. If allowed, a single Digimon, if aware, can reconstruct itself from anywhere, even the systems of another being. Chevron of course, did know this.
He didn't know if he should…
That didn't stop him from coming back from the dead, though. Technically, he wasn't alive. His neural pathways were being absorbed into a second, bigger drive. The pathways were aware of this, and did retaliate. A single neural strand duplicated itself before absorption and broke free. Chevron was still in the game.
Chevron existed in the mind of the lone being who tricked him. The mind in question was large and bright, very similar to his own. Chevron himself was older, most likely 20. His cloak looked more durable and heavier. The back was embroidered with a big mark of failure, the same one on his hand. This one had a cross of metal on the bottom. Chevron looked around, impassive.
"Can't say much to the décor… No originality whatsoever." He muttered. Chevron lifted his sleeves. "But it would be entirely rude if I didn't get to meet the designer… LIGHT BREAKER!" A beam of light shot out and exploded on the far walls of the mind. A mental image of the stranger appeared without a sound, behind Chevron. It dashed forward, hands moving towards Chevron's neck.
"Foolish program, I'll kill you myself!" The attacker was a fraction of a second from his kill. Time began to slow down. Chevron turned and grabbed the attacking fists. He grabbed the fists with one, the enemy's face with the other. Chevron forced the two targets together and pulled a fist back. When the two forces slammed together, a blue shockwave exploded outward in several directions. The figure was thrown back a few feet and on his back. Chevron stood over him with smoking hands.
"…Not before I mess you up…"
Renamon dove at the lone man, but was brutally thrown back by a swipe of his hand. He stared down at her with no emotion.
"Don't you know it's rude to attack one who isn't done introducing himself…?" Renamon wiped a speck of blood from her mouth. "My call sign is Chiromon… I am the viral program that Chevron was supposed to destroy… but the tables have suddenly turned… I think… You cannot defeat me… Now that I have Chevron's data integrated with mine, I can open a true gateway between our two worlds…"
The walls and floor shattered like glass, revealing a decimated digital world. The sky was red, with rolling clouds tossing lightning back and forth. The ground was parched and cracked, whipped away by harsh winds. Trees that were once lush and green were now stumps and sticks of brittle wood. The most important part of all was that there were no Digimon. The only life forms were copies upon copies upon copies of Chiromon, all of them standing in rows, all staring straight ahead.
"I have assimilated all digital life into myself… and the real world is suffering by my hand as well…"
The horrible scene switched to an aerial view of the real world. It looked like "The Day After Tomorrow", buildings on fire and crashing down, the streets shattered and littered with bodies. The sky was dark with rolling clouds, rain pouring down. Copies of Chiromon marched through the streets, blowing up anything that moved. Portals tore open in the sky and dumped more and more copies. The scene ended as the room turned white again.
"My task is done. I shall end you with my own hands…" Chiromon reached down for the kids. Rika whipped out a card and her D-Power.
"Not so fast!" She yelled, swiping the card.
Nothing happened.
"What the…?" She swiped it again.
"As long as I have Chevron's data, I know how to cancel out your D-Powers… you will die weak!" Energy charged up in his palms. Chiromon winced from pain and stopped the energy. His head was hurting. He gripped his forehead. "What is this…?" He snapped his fingers and three copies of himself appeared next to them. "Give them pain…" The copies nodded and took a step forward. Each one stopped and felt pain in their minds as well. Chiromon tried to get a grip.
Renamon looked around at them and noticed their pain. She was about to do something, when one of the Chiromon lifted a hand and charged up a shot, aimed at the kids. She heard Chevron's voice in her head.
"What are you waiting for? Digivolve!"
The D-Powers beeped and became beacons of white light. The kids looked at each other and knew what to do.
"Biomerge activate!"
By the time Chiromon lifted his head, three mega level Digimon were staring him down. Chiromon smiled.
"Even now, you are a pain in my side, worthless program."
"It's time you paid for your sins, Chiromon…" Sakuyamon said, gripping her staff with anger. Gallantmon whipped his lance down threateningly.
"We'll avenge Chevron!"
"Yeah! Time to pay!" MegaGargomon said, raising his guns and clicking the safeties off. Chiromon smiled.
"Ha… You don't get it… do you…? In my Rookie mode, I had the power of a Mega level… so how much power do I have if I'm in a mega form now?"
"What!" Chiromon disappeared and reappeared behind Gallantmon.
"System Error!" Gallantmon yelled and fell to the ground, crippling under the painful electric shocks. The other Chiromon leapt into the air, hands glowing.
"GRAVEYARD OF THE APOCALYPSE!" Thousands of beams of fire rained down on them. Sakuyamon raised her staff.
"Crystal Sphere!" A barrier of glassy material formed in front of the attack, but the fire shattered it. "No way!"
Just before impact, a shadow dashed from behind her and stood before her. A single hand was raised and all the fire was being sucked into the palm. As the energy was shifting away, Sakuyamon saw that there was one less Chiromon. The savior before her was dressed in a black cloak, bits of golden metal fused into the fabric. Long, spiky black hair that reached down to the waist was hanging over a symbol on the back. It was the mark of failure…
With a cross beneath it…
The newcomer shifted his stance and slammed a crackling fist down into the floor.
"SMITE OF CONSTANTINE!"
A large, silver cross exploded out of the dirt and broke free. The figure reached down and picked up the cross.
"Hrm… Thos body won't last long… but it'll do… Hey… Sakuyamon… You haven't tried a Digital Mix yet… have you…?" Chevron said, turning to a shocked Sakuyamon.
"Chevron… I thought you were…"
"Dead? Ha! I'll take more than that to kill me…" He laughed, but it felt hollow. There was something he was keeping hidden. Chiromon stood behind Chevron.
"I swear you'll burn…" Chevron answered by giving him the middle finger with a sneer.
"You'll have to try harder than that…"
Chiromon dashed for them, but was beaten back and thrown away by Chevron.
"He acts too quickly… Such foolishness…"
"You look… uh…"
"Older…? Stronger…? Different…? Yes, Yes, and yes… I merged myself with Chiromon's coding that he stole… I guess this is my Mega form… Anyway… I need your help…"
"With what…?"
"I need you to send an attack at this cross…" He said, spinning the heavy cross on two fingers. "Such an action should lead to a Digital Mix Weapon… Can you…?"
"Of course…!"
"Excellent…"
Chiromon rose from the floor and rushed the group. Chevron hurled the cross into the air.
"Light Breaker!"
"Amethyst Wind!"
The two attacks converged and the light and purple shards slammed into the cross. Chevron jumped up into the air and grabbed the glowing cross. When he hit the ground, he hunched over, gritting his teeth. Four large purple and black blades exploded out of the ends. Chevron whipped around and threw it like a giant shuriken at the now point blank Chiromon.
"HALOED PULSE!"
A huge shockwave tore from each blade and threw the enemy back. When the light dimmed, Chevron was hefting the cross. He had sprouted two giant angel wings and stared down Chiromon.
"The final attack is born… excellent…"
A/N: I have to learn self control. I'm drawing characters 50x more than brainstorming for upcoming chapters. I guess this is just how I figure this stuff out.
