Holy moly. We've hit over 100 reviews. That is...insane. I'm literally at a loss of what to say to that other than thank you to everyone who's ever reviewed. My reward to the loyal readers, is this chapter a lot of people have been waiting for. I hope you all read, enjoy and review.

We're still waiting on your female Oc :P Get your enteries in!XD


The idea was simple. Digimon lower than ultimate level focus on the grey grotesque creatures. Ultimate and above focus on the deadlier targets. It was Yamato Ishida who had ordered that devision of forces. Alex Stone made a mental note, Matt wasn't just a pretty blonde. The ultimates and higher would push the deadlier high level enemies futher out from the centre of the city whilst the champions kept the grey creatures in the centre. Divide and conquer. If only it was as simple as that.

Omega Strikemon pulled his sword free from the body of a defeated opponent. He watched data floating away,allowing himself one second to feel the pride of doing his God's work. His eyes tracked the movement of his allies. They're real force had arrived. Real Digimon who supported his God. They were just a small handful, maybe several hundred. Omega Strikemon straightened his back, he knew their full forces would regroup soon. Armies were not built over night and old allies did not come out of hiding for much.

"Hey you! Wannabe leprachaun!" Omega Strikemon turned and saw a metal wolf barreling towards him. Metal Garurumon. Digimon partner of the leader of the Digidestined. Omega Strikemon laughed, he meant stand in leader of the Digidestined.

"Metal wolf snout!" Four dark crimson lazers blasted through the air from the giant metal wolf's snout. Omega Strikemon watched the four beams before swinging his emerald green sword into their path. The attack stopped dead and the green knight pushed himself forward in the air. Metal Garurumon never faltered and contiuned his charge. Omega Strikemon aimed a strike the neck of the wolf only for Metal Garurumon to twist out of the way. A golden metal flipped out on Metal Garururmon's back, the golden light slicing into Omega Strikemon's armour. The two raced away from each other and stared the other down.

"I played with your friend in the Digital world. War Greymon. He was a good opponent. But I think you'll be even better!" Omega Strikemon straightened and readied his sword, a clear black line of broken armour on his right side smoked heavily. Omega Strikemon was grinning. He was excited. It had been a long time since he was involved in a large scale battle like this. On such new territory as well! A way to test his skill. He'd have to be careful he didn't lose his head in this battle.

"Green fire" Omega Strikemon swung his sword, unleashing a wave of dark green fire towards his opponent. Metal Garurumon growled.

"Metal wolf claw!" Metal Garurumon raised his head as white misty cold air escaped his jaw. He threw his head forward, pure white blasts of artic wind and ice racing from his mouth. The white blasts of artic wind and ice burst through the fire all but turning it into a massive ice scuplture. Omega Strikemon barely moved in time, one his wings and his left foot were caught, instantly freezing over. Omega Strikemon stopped a safe distance away, flexing his limbs to break the ice. He watched as the now fully formed ice sculpture fell to the city below, crashing into buildings and crushing several grey creatures.

"Nearly killed some of your own there. Have to be careful." Omega Strikemon taunted the metal wolf, but Metal Garurumon knew better. The wolf raised his head and let loose an ear shattered howl. Omega Strikemon's vision blurred for a moment and before he could understand what was happening, the wolf made his move.

"Ice wolf claw!" Sections of Metal Garurumon's cyborg body opened up and a storm of endless missles raced towards their target . Omega Strikemon tucked in his wings dove down like a bullet , hoping to out last the missles. The missles simply turned and pursued him. Omega Strikemon raced into the city below ducking and diving between buildings. Missles exploded as he flew at a horrifing speed through small turns and alley ways. As Omega Strikemon turned into another alley, a wall of ice blocked his path. Several missles exploded into his back as his body colidded with the massive ice wall before falling to the concrete. He looked up through the smoke to see the metal wolf above him, his eyes a deadly red.

"Giga Missle!" As the metal wolf flipped in the air, his mid section opened and a dangerously huge missle shot forward. Omega Strikemon could do nothing. The explosion errupted and fire raged upwards, bringing down the two buildings and ice , burying Omega Strikemon in a hail of fire , ice and rubble. Metal Garurumon watched, waiting for the sight of data floating away, but instead a single green metalic feather raced into the sky. The sound of clapping made his heart skip a beat. Metal Garurumon turned to see Omega Strikemon standing on a roof top, his wings at full stretch.

"You beat one of my copies, impressive." The green feather snapped into place on his right wing. "Now lets see if you can beat me!" Omega Strikemon pulled out a single sword as Metal Garurumon growled.


Slash Angemon had said nothing. Simply choosing to tackle his opponent from the sky, knocking him onto the roof oa building, away from where he was creating his army. The silver Warrior Strikemon that had an eagle on his armour. Slash Angemon held his opponent down by applying pressure to one massive sword sword whilst aiming the other for the silver knights neck.

"Wind cutter!" Out of the corner of his eye, Slash Angemon saw something shot through the air. Flipping out of the way and landing gracefully, he watched as a long , deadly curved axe floated in the air. Warrior Strikemon picked himself up and quickly took the weapon in one hand.

"Looks like we get to finish what we started earlier." Warrior Strikemon lowered the axe as he put his other hand onto it. The soft leather of the grip felt right. He lurched forward, small trails of pure white streams of wind began to manifest around the blades edge. Slash Angemon held ready. Warrior Strikemon raced forward, the blade of the axe cutting through the roof of the building.

"Savage swing!" As Warrior Strikemon pulled the blade forward, the force of a tornado ripped across the roof of the building. Everything infront of him, including the next building was all but torn away by the force of the wind. Rubble and debris fell from the air, crashing into the earth below. Warrior Strikemon watched, and laughed.

"One attack!" He laughed harder. A kick to the head silenced him as he fell forward, dropping his axe. He crashed into the streets below. He barely moved in time, Slash Angemon's sword arm impaling the ground. Warrior Strikemon hurriedly moved away. Slash Angemon took after him, barely resting for a second. His entire body was a weapon. Every inch of it sharp enough to cut through steel. Warrior Strikemon reasoned, he couldn't be hurt if he couldn't be caught. Good thinking. Should have looked behind him. Alex Stone was weilding a solid metal pipe. A pipe he swung into the back of Warrior Strikemon's knee, causing him to tumble backwards.

"Now!" Alex called to his partner as he ran in the opposite direction.

"Holy espada!" Slash Angemon created an "X" with his sword arms, before cutting the air infront of him as he shot off a X shaped dark blue beam. It tore through the ground and through Warrior Strikemon. The blast carried Warrior Strikemon's body in the base of the building across the street. Slash Angemon didn't rest, he took off at a running pace before tucking his metal wings in and spinning at a break neck speed.

"Heavens ripper!" He shot blasted through the bottom floor of the building several times before skidded to a halt outside. He and Alex watched as the building collasped down on their opponent. Slash Angemon watched the rubble fall before raising a single sword arm. It was falling too quickly. The rubble began to race around in a circle, following an air current.

"Alex, run!" Alex Stone took note of the warning and raced away from the area. Bircks and broken furniture began to speed towards Slash Angemon as he blocked and cut through them. Eventually, enough of the rubble cleared. Warrior Strikemon stood upright , a big X cutting into his armour. The eyes of the eagle glowed gold. Slash Angemon began to become overwhelmed as everything shot into him even quicker. Eventually, he was blown backwards into the rubble of the half fallen building behind him. Warrior Strikemon advanced, his eyes never leaving the deadly sharp angle.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Warrior Strikemon pulled the sword from his side. He was the grand general for a reason and today he was going to show why. Slash Angemon stood and raised his sword arms and the two quickly raced at each other. Warrior Strikemon's blade moved at impossible speed,aided by the wind, as he slashed down on Slash Angemon. Slash Angemon brought up one arm to deflect the blow before moving closer to Warrior Strikemon's midsection and swinging his other arm with all the force he had. Slash Angemon's eyes widended as his sword arm grinded along the dark silver amour, barely leaving a scartch. Warrior Strikemon used his free to punch Slash Angemon in the face, causing him to stumble backwards. Warrior Strikemon seized the chance and thrust his sword into the angels side. He moved in , raising his left hand.

"Aero!" A blast of air threw Slash Angemon away into a pile of rubble. Warrior Strikemon continued to advance.


A black leather covered Digimon leapt from building to building as he brandished two shotguns. Rapid shots burst forward at a target. His opponent was just as fast. Just as deadly. Beelzemon loved every second of it. His opponent was a giant cyborg like wolf. Magna Garurumon. This Digimon annoyed him greatly. The wolf didn't have to call out of his attack, he could just fire it instanteously. A beam of light cut through the roof he was standing on.

"Coward!" Beelzemon called out. He ran towards the edge of the building and leapt. He crashed through the window of the building Magna Garurumon was standing on. Raising his guns to the ceiling, he began firing.

"Double impact!" Black blasts raced through the building crashing through the roof and shooting off into the sky. Silence. Hundreds and hundreds beams of light tore down through the building. Beelzemon swore, none of his attacks had hit. A beam of light burned his arm and he scowled. He couldn't take much more of this. He calculated he wasn't far from the roof and blasted through the ceilings, jumping up the levels. He burst up through the roof, grabbing the metal wolf by it's neck and fired point black. The wolf fell backwards in pain before firing off a shot point blank into Beelzemon. The two Digimon stumbled back in pain before glaring at each other. Magna Garurumon threw himself forward, his side blazed in pain, he threw a mighty punch into Beelzemon. Beelzemon's shotgun flew off the side of the building.

"Dark claw!" Instantly , Beelzemon's claws sharpened and his hand tore across the metal wolf's abdomen. The wolf howled in pain as he watched one of the guns fall from his wrist. Magana Garurumon fired another shot from his other wrist gun into Beelzemon's leg. The two Digimon stumbled back again. Beelzemon dropped to his knee in pain, whilst Magna Garurumon held his abdoment.

"Not bad." Beelzemon forced his words out. Manga Garurumon laughed.

"Equals. It's been a while since I've had such a good fight." Magna Garurumon had to force his words out too. The two stared at each other, a mutual honourable respect growing. They were enemies, but damn, it was fun to fight each other. They had been fighting for hours. They had sought out each other across the battle field. As much as Beelzemon hated to admit it, they were equal.

"One attack? Winner takes all?" The two had suggested at the same time. Both grinned eagerly before leaping away. Bleezemon readied himself, a dark light quickly transforming him. Two large black wings burst from his back and a large, deadly cannon formed on his right arm. Beelzemon watched Magna Garurumon take to the skies at the same he did, the two preparing their attacks.

On the street level, things were different. Reaver ducked under a punch and threw his own into Jack's ribs. Jack took the blow and inhaled sharply. He staggered back. Reaver was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and looked worn wasn't fairing well either but he could still stand straight.

"I've always wondered, why messengers and guardians are so willing to fight themsevles! Why are you so different?" Jack smirked. He had never liked the groups. So secretative, so unknown. He enjoyed fighting them all the same, even more when he brought them toppling down. He was the first person to beat Alex Stone in battle.

"We fight to stop people like you. Guardians fight to protect. Messengers, well we're messengers, but we need to know how to defend ourselves. Not that you're much of a threat!" Reaver spat back. More blood filled his mouth. An explosion erupted above them. The ground shook from the force, buildings crumbled under the very shockwave. Both Digidestined turn to see their partners falling to the floor. Their duel ended in a draw but the city felt the effects of their attacks as the sky lit up in a toneless grey.


An older man, wearing an offical army uniform paced back and forth in a room. The room was filled with computers, work stations and uniformed men rushing back and forth. A younger solider ran up the older general.

"What's the progress of operation Digital extraction?" The older general's voice was harsh but commanding. The younger solider didn't tremble.

"It won't be ready in time sir." The older general turned away. The younger solider turned to leave but stopped.

"Sir, why aren't we fighting in the city? I know this is a secret operation with these creatures but-" The older general turned and his icy cold eyes silenced the solider.

"In any situation, we allow the experts to handle the situation. We saw those...children with those creatures. We've seen them before, fighting. Protecting people. We must allow them to handle this untill we can move in with our operation , Digital Extraction." The older general held a pained expression the younger solider couldn't read.

"Do you trust them sir? Those people." The younger solider almost faltered with his words. The older general said nothing for a short few seconds.

"No. But they're the one's fighting. They fall, then we go in. Now get back to work." The general's voice was calm. He prayed for operation Digital Extraction to work.


Alpha Strikemon stood quietly above the city turned battle field. He watched buildings crumble, fire rage in the sky and ice plummit to the earth. All in all, he had to admit, it was almost equal battle on both sides. Almost. His careful eyes watched Omega Strikemon unleash a flurry of attacks at Metal Garurumon. Alpha Strikemon almost admired how Metal Garurumon weaved in and out of the attacks before twisting and launching a barrage of missles. How he hated this. This brutal form of communication where words became bludgened blows. Where an argument or intelligent debate turned into violent, deadly strategy. However, with the risk, came a thrill. The ectasy of battle. The thrill of winning. Fighting for what was right. His hand lingered above the hilt of his sword, he itched to draw it and race into battle. There was no need, his soliders could handle it. His eyes kept drifting to Metal Garurumon, almost entranced by how the metal wolf could move so gracefully and still find a chance to attack. He never relented. Alpha Strikemon made a mental note to see if he could recruit a Metal Garurumon. Out of the corner of his eyes, he watched a young blonde cheer on the giant metal wolf. The Digidestined of Friendship. He remembered encountering the original bearer of friendship. Alpha Strikemon moved his shoulder, as if remembering a now faded scar being inflicted for the very first time. The original bearer of friendship had been a warrior, he wondered if this one was the same. The skies almost seemed to darken horribly, as an ice berg large enough to block out the sun crashed down onto Omega Strikemon. That answered his question, this bearer of friendship was definately a warrior. The skies remained dark. Barely moving to the side, a bolt of lightning tore past him.

"This ends today Alpha Strikemon. My patience with you has run out." Turning to the almighty voice, Alpha Strikemon watched as Azulongmon thundered towards him. The might blue dragon, chains entwined around his body moved at break neck speed towards the black knight. Alpha Strikemon refused to move, for now. He chose instead to pull free his sword. A red crackle almost seemed to race along the seeth, as the metal came free. Without warning, a red bolt of fierce lightning flashed towards Azulongmon. Azulongmon gracefully twisted, allowing the red blast to easily destroy the roof of a building below.

"If you wish to challenge me, I shall use our shared abilities." Alpha Strikemon's hands ignited in deadly red crackling lightning. Azulongmon barely even laughed.

"I am far superior to the likes of you!" Lightning again blasted forward at a terrifying quick rate. Alpha Strikemon raised his sword, blocking as many as possible till he had to tilt his head to avoid a crack of blue thunder. Alpha Strikemon raced forward, Azulongmon was horrified that he had forgotten how quick the knight was. Alpha Strikemon plunged an ignited fist into the body of Azulongmon. Azulongmon's body lit up with red lightning as if he was on fire, lightning spewing off into hundreds of directions. Azulongmon barely kept a straight through the pain.

"Lightning whip!" Azulongmon fired off his own at point blank range. A curved strip of lightning wrapped itself around Alpha Strikemon as he was sent flying backwards from the sudden attack. Alpha Strikemon colided with a large business building, his back tearing along glass as his body shattered the side of the structure. Several small beams of lightning impaled his shoulders, forcing his body to an abrupt stop. His body jerked from the wicked speed at such angles.

"Aurora force!" Lightning thundered down from the sky as if it was raining, focussing every last bit of force into one tiny concentrated force. Right into the impaled Alpha Strikemon. The very building was torn from the ground by it's roots. This was nature itself turning on Alpha Strikemon. Azulongmon watched with keen eyes. Metal and ash fell to the ground in a hail. He never saw the attack coming. A beam of pure concentrated wicked red lightning shot out from the chaos, crashing straight through the might sovereigns mask. It splintered and cracked as the dragon fell from the sky. He had just taken a direct hit. Something no Digimon has ever managed.

All eyes turned, friend and foe, to the sight of the mighty azure dragon falling. His body became weightless as it crashed to the floor.


"Azulongmon!" Cries of horror went up at the same time. Alex Stone leapt over a fallen lamp that had long since blown from the eletrical charge from the battle. He had to reach the dragon. Azulongmon had saved his life many a time. He couldn't forget that. When the sovereigns had wished to destroy him, Azulongmon fought for him. He knew Slash Angemon was still battling, but he could handle himself. Couldn't he? The greatest Digimon on their side had just fallen. It replayed in Alex's head. The striking red lightning piercing the mask of Azulongmon. Was their fight really at an end? If they're strongest ally had just fallen, what hope was there for them? No, he couldn't think like that. The Digidestined always won. Didn't they?

Matt raced through a deserted building. Azulong was their friend. Stumbling forward, he leapt over a fallen fence. His eyes glancing upwards to see Metal Garurumon being struck by the blunt side of Omega Strikemon's sword. Matt winced, choosing not too look. He knew his partner could fight. He knew Metal Garurumon could tear down Omega Strikemon. How Azulongmon lost? Had he lost? Was he terribly injured or was he just winded? He prayed the giant Digimon was just winded.

Sora had taken off, following Birdramon. Birdramon had announced she was going to drop the offensive on the grey creatures, choosing to inspect Azulongmon. Birdramon had spent the better half of the day terroising the army of grey imposter Digimon. Sora vaulted over a decapitated bench. She watched as Birdramon span in the air, crashing through a large defence of air born creatures. None of them could withstand her flames. Tears threatened to fall. The most powerful Digimon on their side had just fallen. How could they win this now? No. She cursed herself for losing hope. They could win this. They had too. She wished with everything she had, that the one person who would know what to do was there. She wished so hard he was next to her, fighting just as hard. He'd know what to do. He could send help throughout the city when it was needed. She had never wished so strongly as she had that moment, for him to be there, right at that moment.

A terrifying thunderous sound echoed across the city. In the dead centre of the city, a single golden line of light burst into life. It floated there, doing nothing. Quickly expanding in shape and size, burning away the ground like nothing but paper. Anyone who caught sight of it couldn't stare at it. It burned with the intensity of the sun and more. More lines drew themselves in mid air till they all joined. A wall of bricks, each with a precious golden outline. Every empty gap instantly filled with the colours of the rainbow as they joined. Building a wall. A solid wall of colours outlined in gold. The lines broke away, allowing the colour to fuse together in a blinding light strong enough to burn anything near by as it scarred the very earth itself. Azulongmon who lay near by watched on. At the sight of the golden light, he pushed himself from the earth and let loose a shout as he took to the skies once more.

"Keep fighting my friends!" His cry echoed in the city. The fused colour faded away, leaving a white light. Without warning, three golden figures emerge from the white doorway, bursting into the sky, their targets clear. What little light there was reflected off their armour,maybe even their very skin as they shot through the air. All eyes turned to the three new arrivals as they soared through the air, looking for something. Their targets. Three human figures raced out of the doorway. Their first steps on this worlds grass was welcomingly familiar for them. Their first footsteps in their home after several long weeks. Thats what they were fighting for. The three sped off into the city as the three golden figures located who they were after, blitzing around the sky.

Sometimes, just sometimes, wishes come true.