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Story Five: Keep the Chance Alive!


The two Alexs began the battle, as their swords and random limbs clashed on the ground, as Cyberdramon and Darkmon locked arms above them.

"I have defeated your friends…" Cyberdramon told the much smaller Darkmon. "I have crushed even the great Omnimon. What possible chance do you have of beating me?"

"Unlike the others…" Darkmon replied, holding a steady grip against Cyberdramon, "I fight you with strength unparalleled. You are weaker now, as the battles have taken their toll on you."

"Really?" Cyberdramon asked, amused. "A pity your 'great power' will never even be used."

"If I were you, I'd stop taunting and focus on the fight." Darkmon told him. In quick motion, immediately after saying that, Darkmon slammed his foot right into Cyberdramon's sensitive area.

"GAH!" Cyberdramon cried in pain, though it came out as a squeak.

Darkmon then pulled out his staff as Cyberdramon gingerly held its hurt groin. "Try this, Dark Staff!" Cyberdramon was then knocked over the head, as Darkmon's powerful weapon sent the massive Digimon crashing back.

Down on the ground, Alex was having much less luck with Dark Alex. Both of them attacked at the same time, doing the same move, as though they were fighting through a mirror. Because Alex and Dark Alex looked so much alike, the on looking Digi-destined couldn't tell who was who.

"It's the one on the left." Davis said.

"You fool, it's the one on the right." Izzy told him.

"Actually, I think it's the one on the left." Ken muttered.

"Don't you mean the one on the right?" Yolei said, as the two Alexs changed position constantly.

"It's the one on the left!" Matt proclaimed.

"No, it's the one on the right." Tai argued, and watched as they changed position. "Er, I mean left…no…right…um…left, uh…right…"

You get the idea.

Back in the battle, Alex and Dark Alex locked swords, and the speed show had ended. The two held their sword tightly against each other, each trying to overpower the other.

"I admit you are a worthy challenger…" Dark Alex told his opponent. "But, I was made unlike you. I was made better than you."

"You were still made from me." Alex replied. "I am still more experienced and more powerful than you."

"Lunacy." Dark Alex growled. "Don't you see? You have that Crest of Darkness for a reason."

"What are you talking about?" Alex demanded, still grinding his sword against Dark Alex's.

Dark Alex smiled. "The Crest of Darkness belongs only to the leader of evil Digi-destined. I am perfect for the job, as I was made from pure darkness, much like your crest. And as Gennai said: 'From pure darkness…shall come the shadow of their oblivion.'"

"You are a shadow." Alex snarled.

"And you are a kind-hearted fool." Dark Alex replied. "You are not worthy of the crest upon your neck."

"I'm bright enough to kick your dark ass." Alex told him, as he finally knocked Dark Alex to the floor.

"Don't think you've beaten me quite yet." Dark Alex quickly rolled away, recovering his position. "You got a jump on me, big deal."

"It'll make quite a bit of difference." Alex and Dark Alex again locked swords, quickly exchanging blows.

Dark Alex smiled as he formulated a move. He flung his sword at Alex, which the Digi-destined barely dodged. As Dark Alex went for the following aerial kick, he was surprised to have Alex's fist meet his chin.

"Gah!" Dark Alex cried in pain. "H-How? How did you block me?!"

"I invented that move." Alex replied simply. "Here's one from a pro." Alex then threw his sword at Dark Alex, who caught it in his free hand. When he caught it, he was met by a boot right to the face, as Alex recovered the weapon.

Dark Alex lifted himself, now aware of blood dripping from his nose. "I've had enough of this foolishness! Trump Sword!" Dark Alex's sword split into two blades, and he charged at Alex.

"Transcendent Sword!" Alex countered. His sword glowed with massive energy, as he slammed it forward, breaking apart both of Dark Alex's swords, leaving him defenseless.

Cyberdramon saw this out of the corner of his eye. "Blast!" He turned to Darkmon. "Sorry, I've got to help my human." He opened up his mouth. "Pulse Laser!" A massive blast of light shot out, and it imploded the ground near Alex, sending the Digi-destined flying.

"Grah!" Darkmon was infuriated. "FINAL FLASH!" The massive blast of light shot from Darkmon's hands, slamming into Cyberdramon, tossing the cybernetic monster straight through another building.

Back with the two, Alex held his sword to Dark Alex's neck.

"Go ahead." Dark Alex told him. "Destroy the future. I dare you."

"More like saving the world." Alex replied.

"How can you be certain you're doing the right thing?" Dark Alex asked.

Alex was surprised, and unsure of how to answer the question. "What are you talking about? You're trying to destroy Odaiba!"

Dark Alex shook his head. "This was a diversion. I have yet to harm any innocent people. However, anyone who was killed in this practice battle deserves to die."

"Practice battle? What are you talking about?" Alex demanded.

"Is it not all ready clear?" Dark Alex wondered. "I have come to battle you Digi-destined, so that your insolence will not stand in my way. Cyberdramon is using only half of his full strength, as I instructed him to do."

"You'd lose on purpose?" Alex asked.

Dark Alex nodded. "Except I haven't lost at all. With only half his power, Cyberdramon defeated Omnimon as well as your weak little Ultimate fighters. Now, since he is exhausted, I will most likely withdraw, and return again tomorrow, and do it all over again."

"We'll fight you everyday if we have to." Alex promised.

"Perhaps." Dark Alex smiled. "But, you can not fight me forever. You will not destroy the future of your race with those weak little Digimon of yours."

"And what is 'the future of our race'?" Alex demanded.

"A future purged of the weak." Dark Alex answered. "In order to do so, I must first destroy Humanmon, the so-called balance between this world and the Digital world. And I will repeat the process with every other world, until, finally, every alternate reality has plunged into darkness. Along with that, the worlds will intrude upon each other, and wars will inevitably break out. Chaos shall reign throughout the realities, until, finally, the wars end. The survivors of that war will form a new, perfect race. And I shall lead them to the conquest of this and every other world."

"You're insane." Alex told him simply.

Dark Alex began to cackle maniacally. "Maybe I am. But, there's nothing you can do to stop me, short of killing me, that is."

Alex lifted his sword. "Then, that's exactly what I'll do."

Dark Alex's eyes widened. "You wouldn't…you…you can't!"

Cyberdramon saw what was about to happen, and shot over from the wreckage of the building. "No!"

Darkmon looked as Cyberdramon advanced on the two Alexs. "Alex! Get out of the way!" The original human heard the warning, and leaped away, as Darkmon readied to fire. "FINAL FLASH!" the massive blast shot from Darkmon's hands, and it slammed into Dark Alex and Cyberdramon. The energy generated by the attack swamped over everything, as a giant bubble of light engulfed the area.

"Whoa! Is everything okay over there?" Tai asked as he looked at the massive light bubble dissipate.

"Alex, are you okay?" Cerac called, looking at the smoking region.

"I see something!" Ken told the others, as two silhouettes headed from the smog, revealing themselves as Alex and Kunemon.

"They did it!" most of the Digi-destined began to prance around, as Tai ran over to Alex.

"How'd it go?" Tai asked. "Did you stop Dark Alex?"

Alex nodded. "Damn near stopped myself. Now, his insane vision will never come to pass." He grabbed his ribs. "Ooh…that guy hurt me worse than I thought…"

As the Digi-destined departed, an arm, followed by a shoulder and a neck and a head, rose from the rubble.

"My vision will come to pass…as long as the weapon is in my possession, you Digi-destined won't stand a chance." Dark Alex told them. "I swear it…"