Pain…burning pain. WarmachineGreymon never felt such agony then that, the strange shadow-energy-smoke caused. He felt it rusts his armour, and strangles his Laser Blades. He didn't even dare to imagine what was the attack doing to the kids and their Digimon…if he a Super-Ultimate Digimon barely can stand against it, they didn't have a chance to survive this…
- What's this? - he tought- Am I on my last legs, or is Myotismon finished with the attack?- a few seconds later it was clear: the latter happened.
- Tai? Are you all right? – he asked, looking down to his partner. Tai seemed unharmed.
- I'm OK. How're the others doing?
- Muhahahaha! See for yourself. You know I think as the new King of All, I deserves a Castle with a nice statue-garden. So I gathered the first ones. Muhahaha!
- No. – Tai sighed in disbelief as he turned around…to look at his friends, all froze in stone. Ken, Davis, Wormmon and Veemon. Yolie, Cody, Hawkmon and Armadillomon. T.K., Joe, Mimi, Izzy and Patamon, Gomamon, Palmon, Tentomon. Kari with Gatomon. And finally, right in front of him: Biyomon, and behind her Sora and Matt, froze as they were trying to protect eachother…
- Tai…I'm…sorry. – WarmachineGreymon gasped, on his knees. He was extremly worn out – I've tried… - Tai looked at the Dragon-Warrior, who only a few minutes ago, was fighting with Myotismon in his pride. He wasn't angry at him. In fact he didn't feel anything just a strange emptiness.
- Oh don't worry about them. – Myotismon said with black pleasure, and malevoulence in his voice. – I didn't kill them. I've imprisoned them in the stone. They don't see, don't hear, don't smell, don't feel anything. Their mind and soul are awake, but they don't have a clue about where they're. They'll loose their right-minds very, very slowly. And they can't escape. If the stone break, their soul will loose for all enternity. This is probably even better punishment for them, than if I have sent them to the Hell. After all the worst tartarus of all, is your own. Muhahahahaha! But for you, I've other plans. I'll kill and send both of you to the Hell, but I'll make sure you'll allways remember the suffer you caused to them, by your failure. You've lost them for ever, you'll never meet them again…or maybe you'll. Probably I'll releash their soul, after they'll have broken, and lost every memories the…What's this? – Myotismon stopped, and gasped as a thunder stroke out of nowhere, as CyberGarurumon broke free from the Nightmare Prison. He was in bad shape, but not in that bad as WarmachineGreymon.
- YOU?!? –Myotismon yelled in disbelief. – You should be dead by now, since you've lost your partner.
- No, I've two reasons to be alive. The first is quite common even you could understand: I'm not just the Chosen Gabumon, but also the copy, you've created! So I'm less tied to my partner, than I was before. And second: Matt'll NEVER leave me! Thunder Claw!- but the attack was powerless, Myotismon blocked it easily. However CyberGarurumon didn't give in, he fought him with everything he had, trying to buy time for WarmachineGreymon to recover. Unfortunately, he couldn't. He'd have needed Tai's Courage to give him power. But Tai was lost. He just stared at his friends.
- This is it. – he said silently. WarmachineGreymon suddenly felt something he never experienced before. He was afraid. No, he was terrified. It wasn't Myotismon's power, or the future awaited them, what scared him. It was the tone Tai said the three words. He said them resigned. Tai collapsed on his knees and cried. – Davis, Ken, Yolie, Cody, T.K., Joe, Mimi, Izzy, Kari, Matt I'm sorry…Sora…
„- AND I WAS BALLING MY EYES OUT FOR YEARS AFTER THIS CRY-BABY?!?…Proove me, that I was wrong about you."-
„-That's right, it's all my fault..
-Tai!...Punch.
- You're right. Thanks Matt I needed that." Memories. All of their adventures. Or just about when they were hanging out together. Suddenly the bitter empiness in his heart changed into some kind sweet empiness. It still hurt, very much, but he accepted it. And as did he realised something.
- MYOTISMON! – he shouted, stopping the vampire's and CyberGarururmon's duel. – You're wrong. You didn't take them away from me. Nor you, nor anbodyelse could do that.
- Don't be ridiculous! I've told you, you'll never meet them again!
- Maybe, but I still have them here. – he put his hand on his heart. – My beloved ones allways will be with me, in my heart. That's something the likes of you could never understand. – As he said that, he suddenly felt like he was surrounded with his friends, just like the previous night, when they all jumped on his neck, after he told them he'll play for FC Tokio. And as the feeling got stronger, his chest started to glove, just like all those years ago, when they were transformed into data by Apocalymon. Only this time there weren't just one Crest…but all eight. One-by-one the Crests of Light, Hope, Reliability, Sincerity, Knowledge, Friendship and finally together the Crests of Love and Courage lighted up on him. His Digivise gloved with light it'd never produced before. WarmachineGreymon and CyberGarurumon started to glow as well, and Myotismon started shiver. This was beyond his immunity to light. And then it happened:
- WARMACHINEGREYMON,
- CYBERGARURUMON,
- DNA-DIGIVOLVE TO ::: - the new Digimon was similar to Omnimon, in that meaning he had WarmachineGreymon's and CyberGarurumon's heads in the place of his hands, but they were on his opposing sides than Omnimon had. He had twelve shining, angel-like wings. He had a starnge half-circle arching beetween his shoulders, with orbs on it. Each orb had one of the Crest on it. He wore a twelve-lined golden crown on his head. His armour was golden-silver-pitchblack coloured.
- WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!?- Myotismon bellowed angrily, and probably…scared?
- I am Glorymon, the rightful King of the Digital World!
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