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Character: Lord Hazardmon

Universe: Digitalverse

Series: Connecting the dots

Notes:

So the two year anniversary of AWC kind of sneaked up on me. So, here's the story of the leader of the infectors. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 49

A Perfect Storm

Lord Hazardmon took a deep breath.

Even as he meditated within his hut, his mind wandered back to 'then'. Of the times when things were much simpler and the possibility of peace hung on the horizon.

He was a young guilmon then, partnered to the boy. The name of the child he had forgotten long ago, washed away by 'time' himself. It wasn't until the third or fourth time around that he chose to break free, making his own choice.

Guilmon would be the 'fool', the idiot that got lucky. And for a short time, that routine worked out perfectly. He would do all his stupid stuff, maybe say something funny.

He still faintly remembered that day. He could only watch as 'she' turned on the boy, showing how little 'friendship' meant in this world. In time, 'she' and her ice devil would go after the others, taking with him the gamer, the rabbits, the metal man, the angel and the lion along with their digimon.

While all that happened, he made a choice to leave this world, leaving its fate in the hands of those that chose to remain. No more, would he be a dog for the order.

He traveled for quite some time in the digital world, doing whatever he could to help. Sometimes, that meant ending the life of a chosen. A messed-up fate, but one better than what could possibly occur to them. In time, he grew in power and form. With it though, came the allure of the hazard. He didn't even attempt to resist it, choosing to embrace it instead.

From 'it', he gained the power to 'change' others, giving them a similar power to his. With each passing 'year', their numbers grew. With that, came its own particular problems. At times, tensions would rise and petty squabbles would erupt. That, or he would get complaints that their base of operations wasn't big enough.

Faith then smiled upon once more, in the form of a mysterious figure. The figure claimed that there was a suitable base within the jungle. Said figure left out a couple big details about said base, such as the location of the base within the jungle itself and whether or not it had any occupants that would need be changed. They also forgot to tell them said base was currently being occupied by a group known as 'the royal digi'. Led by a man named Rune, they seeked to conquer the digital world and bring 'peace'.

So he did the natural move in this situation. The hazard knight asked nicely.

"Could you please hand over your base to us?" Lord Hazardmon announced, only to get a return response in the form of flaming arrows. And so began the long and bloody 'battle of Jungle Base'. It would later be recorded as a draw by both sides, with neither be able to quite destroy the other. But eventually, the infectors gained control of the base and the royal digi made a tactical retreat.

For some time, peace seemed to come to both groups and an attempt was made to maintain that healthy relationship.

But then, 'they' showed up.

You know, the black cat, the evil hope and his sniper companion and of course, those two idiots. In the process he lost a HazardBakemon. Who managed to bring forth a Nagamon in its place, even if it was just the 'evil' hope that got captured. He had hoped to have catch the black cat, but was willing to take a different path to get her. In this case, that meant ambushing her in Rune's Castle. It was a surprisingly effective, weakening the 'beast' just enough that his enemy could do the work for him.

The plan worked too well, a perfect storm of consequence, fate and persistence. He should have known it was bound to blow up in his face. But for a time, things were quiet. Yet, it was the sort that made one uneasy and cautious at all times.

And then things began to turn, as a perfect storm of conditions occurred a second time. Unlike the previous happening though, it was his prize that would start the chain of undoing. Somehow, she had managed to break free, taking with her an arresterdramon, along with an arresterdramon. It didn't help either when his top scientist suddenly betrayed him and ran off with some kid.

But once more, things returned to normal. Had he known what would be coming, maybe he would've buried the hatchet, attempted to make amends for all the shit that happened.

Yet, he doubted that would've been enough to take down the angels. Especially after their 'friend' turned on them, destroying everything they had worked on with a single blow. Yet, it was just the sort of thing he had needed in that moment. A slap to the face to remind him of what he had left behind in this mess.

And here he was, meditating within a house possibly too small for the former guilimon, soon to take on the angels once more.

"Soon, it'll be over." he whispered and carefully got up, making sure to bang his head against the roof of his abode. "I'll be by your side once more, partner."

No matter what happened, he would keep on fighting. Even if it meant giving everything that he had in the process.