Disclaimer - I do not own Digimon or the Marvel characters. 'Nuff Said, True Believer. ^^
Author's Notes - Just need to clear up a few things first.
1) That picture included with the last part of this fic showcases only 10 of the 20 battles this fic will feature. Those ten are finalised, but I still need to come up with opponents for Angemon/MagnaAngemon, Kabuterimon/MegaKabuterimon and Lillymon, plus I need one more one-on-one battle, as well. Suggestions are welcome.
2) I got a few reviews saying that the reader didn't know who the Impossible Man was. I can understand that, he's realtively obscure (despite being one of the Fantastic Four's earliest enemies!). Here's a bio:
The Impossible Man is an alien, from the
planet Poppup. All the Poppupians share a hive-mind, with no
individual thoughts, but the Impossible Man managed to break
free, and developed his own mind. He doesn't actually HAVE a name
- no Poppupians do - so he told the FF to call him the Impossible
Man when he first met them, in FF #11. He was nothing more than a
nuisance, and the FF defeated him by simply ignoring him. He
couldn't take that, and left. But he turned over a new leaf, and
is now an occasional ally of the team, though he still likes to
play practical jokes.
Poppup was eaten by the world devourer, Galactus, at the behest
of the Impossible Man, who realised that the other Poppupians
were so bored with their hive-mind that they would rather die
than go on living. However, Poppup gave Galactus indigestion! ^^
The Impossible Man can shapeshift into virtually *anything.*
His only limitation is that he can't change colours - no matter
what he becomes, he's always purple and green! He can teleport by
displacing himself into the void between dimensions (as you've
seen). A morph or a teleport is always accompanied by a
"pop" sound, which has become the Impossible Man's
trademark. He has encyclopedic knowledge of Earth's pop culture.
There's a pic of him and DemiDevimon after the story.
Remember, this part of the story will be chaptered in with part one in one week's time.
- - -
MARVEL COMICS vs. DIGIMON!
Chapter Two
"God Complex"
- - -
DemiDevimon finished clumsily twisting the dials on the side
of the disruptor, and flitted up higher into the air, directing
his attention at the Impossible Man, who was sitting on a rock
and nursing his wounds.
Yo, slick! the bat called.
Yes, fangface? the imp called back.
Ready to go!
Ooh, we's a-goin' on a roadtrip, pa... the
elf chirped, skipping with mock gaiety over to the Digimon and
the disruptor. So, what am I looking for again?
I'm gonna send ya back in time about a year,
DemiDevimon told him, an' put ya inside the base of
this little snot that called himself the Digimon Emperor.'
Now, when yer there, you gotta look for a computer monitor,
with what looks like a gate on it, DemiDevimon explained.
He has a bunch of them. It's called a Digi-Port, an'
it's what kids use to get from this dimension's real
world into the DigiWorld.
the Impossible Man sang, Digi-Port,
Digital gateway, Digi-Port wastes my
ti-ime...
DemiDevimon silenced the imp by smacking him over the head with
his wing. It ain't a waste a' time! If we can
link it up to this doohicky... the bat patted the
disruptor, ...then we can have that little contest!
Ooh, well, that's different, then! the
Impossible Man squealed. One to beam down, Demi!
Shut yer yap and get goin'! the bat snapped,
slapping his wing down on the activation button. You've
got an hour, the machine'll need to recharge after that!
The white portal appeared in the air, and shimmered, more stable
this time, as the Impossible Man gleefully jumped through.
- - -
Very nice, I like the cold, I like the damp, I like the
feeling of utter evil and despair... the Impossible Man
muttered to himself, looking around his new surroundings as he
bounced out of the other side of the portal. Walls of cold stone
surrounded him, and the quiet yet ever-present sound of dripping
water could be heard off in the distance. Looks like this
Emperor kid really knows how to live... the alien's
voice dripped with sarcasm. Well, best to get looking for
that digi-portal-whoziewhatzis...
The imp's soliloquy was rudely interrupted by the sound of a
whip-crack down the hallway. A groan floated to his ears, as a
rasping shriek of a voice screamed orders. The imp emitted a
silent squeak as he heard something coming up the hall in his
direction, and hastily morphed into a stone block, and lay at the
base of the wall.
By and by, a small green insect creature slithered his way along,
mumbled softly, a red streak lining his back. Anger flared within
the Impossible Man as he saw the mark on the worm, enraged that
such a harmless looking creature had been treated in such a
manner. But he stayed still, simply sitting.
Wormmon happened to turn his head, and noticed the green block
lying in the hall. He looked at it for a second, and then shook
his head. Moss is getting worse... he said, in a
voice that depressed even the perpetually cheery imp, ...better
fix that water leak, it can't be helping...
When the worm had shuffled off out of view, the Impossible Man
waited for a further second or two, before bouncing into the air,
and popping into a perfect replica of Wormmon, his two-tone
colour scheme for once enabling an exact replication.
he said, let's go hunting!
- - -
And bingo was his name-o! the Impossible Wormmon
squeaked, staring up at the small television set resting atop an
electronics console in a larger room somewhere else inside the
base. Now, just have to...
Wormmon, what are you doing in here? a familiar voice
asked.
The Impossible Man spun around, to see the form of a boy - about
average height for someone of his age, but towering over the imp
while he was in this form - clad in a gaudy blue and white
costume, wearing a set of purple-tinted shades, with an
outrageous shock of blue-black hair. Evidently, this was the
Digimon Emperor.
Erm, I was.. uh... the Impossible Man searched for an
answer.
I told you to get to work modifying the data for
integration into Kimeramon, the Emperor snapped.
Would you believe that's what I'm doing?
the alien inquired.
The Emperor blinked. Are you okay, Wormmon? What's
wrong with your voice?
Uhm... I've been sick, sir....
Well, don't expect any sympathy, the boy
remarked. Just get back to work.
Yes, sir.
As the Emperor turned on his heel and marched out of the room,
the Impossible Man stuck his tongue out at the boy, and made a
crude noise. Go find a strobe light and burn, baby, burn...
the imp muttered angrily, popping into his true form, and
snatching the television monitor off the top of the console.
Come to poppa, you huggable little boob tube, you!
The Impossible Man popped into the form of a large hour glass,
and inspected his insides. Like sands through the hour
glass... the imp chuckled. Bat boy better be
punctual...
A whooshing noise filled the room, as the portal ripped open the
air, causing the Impossible Man to grin even wider than usual.
Ohh, he IS a good timekeeper, he noted. Well,
little Digi-Port, looks like you and me have some trouble to be
causing! With a laugh that echoed down the halls of the
Emperor's fortress, the Impossible Man bounded into the
portal, monitor in hand, and fully prepared to cause more chaos
than he ever had before.
- - -
A dimension away, life continued as normal for Peter Parker,
known to most as the often Amazing, sometime Spectacular, and
certainly Sensational Spider-Man.
Git down here an' fight like a MAN, insect! the
villain known as the Rhino bellowed, shaking his massive fist at
the wall crawling superhero, who was presently adhered to the
side of a building, having interrupted the Rhino's attempt
to hold up the nearby bank.
Actually, I'm an arachnid, Spidey informed him,
vaulting off the wall and over the villain's head, but
don't worry, it's a common mistake.
Quit bouncin' around! the Rhino snorted,
twisting around without the slightest shred of grace, and
barrelling towards Spidey, horn thrust forward.
And let you HIT me? Spider-Man asked, standing his
ground. Goodness me, how could I NOT have seen the sense in
THAT before?
Spidey casually side-stepped, allowing the Rhino to charge right
past him, and run a good thirty feet down the street before he
realised what had happened. He turned around again, and snarled.
Stay STILL, dammit!
Hey, I've got an idea, Spidey said, how
bout we play Freeze Tag?
Holding his arms out, Spider-Man tapped the activation buttons on
his webshooters with his middle fingers, allowing two streams of
sticky, grey webbing to spew out at the charging Rhino.
The webbing splattered against the villain's feet, sticking
them fast to the surface of the road, catching him in mid-stride.
The Rhino groaned and swore as he toppled over, and his face
impacted with the road with incredible force, shattering the
tarmac, and knocking him completely unconscious.
All in a day's work, Spidey grinned beneath his
mask, sealing the Rhino up in a tight cocoon of webbing. Within
minutes, Guardsmen from the Vault - the superhuman prison in
Colorado - were soon arriving to apprehend the Rhino, as
Spider-Man watched from his perch on a flagpole some thirty
stories up. With a self-affirming nod, he shot off another
webline, and swung wide across the street.
The swing was interrupted, however, by more web - but not web of
Spider-Man's creation.
Spidey yelped, as he smacked straight into a
large sheet of web, stretched between two buildings, which had
seemingly materialised from thin air. Where in the--?
A guttural snarl caught the hero's attention, and he twisted
around, held fast by the sticky web, to see a highly disturbing
sight. Slowly crawling down the web towards him was something out
of a nightmare - a gigantic, black spider, that, rather
bizarrely, appeared to be dressed up in motorcycle gear. If his
life wasn't apparently in peril, Spider-Man would have
laughed.
I'm Dokugumon! the spider cried, startling
Spidey, who would never have thought such a monstrous beast would
have been capable of speech. Welcome to my parlour, said
the spider to the... smaller spider!
Now, were you TRYING to hit every branch when you fell out
of the ugly tree, or did you just get lucky? Spidey
quipped, his confidence restored as he wrested one of his hands
free of the web, and immediately squeezed off a thick stream of
web fluid directly into the Dokugumon's eyes. The spider
shrieked in rage, as Spidey tore the rest of his body free, and
bounced over to an adjacent building, sizing up his enemy.
EQUIS BEAM!
A deep voice cut through the air, as a beam of greenish plasma
streaked downward, and smashed into Dokugumon, rupturing the web.
Spidey jerked around, and underneath his mask, his jaw dropped.
Hovering in the air, several feet away, was what appeared to be a
horse, glad in sparkling golden armour, with two large,
shimmering wings protruding from it's back.
Nice shot, Pegasusmon! another voice was heard, as
Dokugumon struggled to regain her balance. This voice was
high-pitched, and almost metallic, and it was coming from a
flying cat creature, not entirely dissimilar in basic design to
the horse, with silver armour, large wings, and a long tail
stretched out behind it, which soared in from the opposite
direction.
...did I just step into an episode of the Twilight Zone?
Spider-Man queried, looking at the two creatures, who were
swooping and soaring around Dokugumon, as it hissed and spat.
What should we do? the horse inquired.
Get rid of it! a third voice echoed over from a
nearby rooftop. It's not a Control Spire, but there's
no Dark Ring or Spiral either!
Spidey slowly climbed up the wall he was resting on, and hopped
over the ledge, to see two more figures, a girl and a boy, who
looked to be about eleven or twelve, calling to the two animals.
The boy was the one who had spoken.
Hey, who're you? the girl asked, detecting
Spider-Man's presence.
Uh, just your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man, the
hero replied. But I get the feeling that this isn't
your average neighbourhood anymore...
GOLDEN NOOSE!
The horse and cat looped around the Dokugumon, entwining it with
a golden energy beam they were protecting from their forelegs,
and hoisting it off the ground. Swinging around in the air, they
built up momentum, until, with the speed of thought, the energy
beam disappeared, and the Dokugumon was sent flying through the
air. Spidey's senses picked up the faint splash as it landed
in the Hudson.
You mind telling us where we are? the boy asked.
One minute, we were in a cavern, and the next thing we
knew, we were here.
You're... in Manhattan... Spidey replied,
staring at the two children.
This isn't the DigiWorld? the girl asked.
Well, I know an electronics store named that, but...
Spidey couldn't tear his eyes off the kids.
Hey, what are you looking at, buddy? the boy
demanded.
Don't think me rude, Spidey said, but...
what the HECK is WRONG with your HEADS?!
- - -
I'm picking up reports of a disturbance near to
your location, Tony.
I'm late as it is, Jocasta... replied Tony
Stark, otherwise known as the Invincible Iron Man, as he soared
in the air over Manhattan in his famed suit of armour, on his way
to Avengers Mansion. Jocasta, the sentient computer program who
Tony had recently liberated from the clutches of Sunset Bain,
spoke again through his radio.
It may be advisable to check it out.
I'm sure someone else can handle i- WOAH!
There was a hiss of boot-jets as Iron Man spun around in mid-air,
trying to get his bearings, having been thrown off course.
What's wrong, Tony? Jocasta inquired.
Well, there's something you don't see every
day... Iron Man mumbled, staring up at the massive behemoth
of a ship which had materialised from thin air right in front of
him. It's surface was a dull brown-grey, with various
blinking lights flickering at certain points along it's
surface. It resembled, in the least flattering way, a giant slug.
Preliminary scan, Tony commanded the armour, which
immediately ran a battery of analytical tests on the floating
fortress. Tony blinked as the readouts scanned across the inside
of his mask.
I think I'd better call the team in on this one.
- - -
Thor, God of Thunder and son of the omnipotent Odin, set his
plate down, and emitted a belch which shook the entire dining
room within Avengers Mansion. The other Avengers covered their
ears.
Am I to take it that the meal was to your liking, Master
Thor? Edwin Jarvis, the Avengers' erstwhile butler,
asked.
Friend Jarvis, Thor replied, your cooking
rivals the delicacies of ancient Asgard itself.
I shall take that as a compliment, Jarvis responded,
with a wry smile.
I wonder what's taking Iron Man...? Delroy
Garret - codenamed Triathlon - wanted to know.
I contacted him on his communicard already, Captain
America informed the archer. But I'll try again...
Cap reached inside his belt, and produced the small card, pushing
the button to activate the communications channel. All he
received was a stamp-sized screenful of static.
What's wrong? the Scarlet Witch asked.
Can't get a response... Captain America shook
the card. You try...
One by one, the other Avengers in the mansion - Triathlon, Thor,
the Scarlet Witch, Wonderman and Warbird - all produced their
communicards, and one by one, all received the same response as
the Captain's.
Must be some kind of disturbance, Warbird suggested.
There was a thump that caught everyone's attention, as the
Vision - the android member of the team - slumped to the ground,
clutching his stomach and groaning.
Hey, hey Vizh, are you all right? Wonderman helped
the robot to stand.
I... I am not sure... the Vision grunted out. Some...
form of... electrical surge...
HEY! How deed YOU get een here?!
Everyone in the room twirled around, as the doors on the opposite
side of the table were kicked open, and a thoroughly
unpleasant-sounding voice reached their ears. Everyone was
considerably startled to see a large egg standing in the doorway,
with two stumpy green legs poking from holes in it's shell,
and beady yellow eyes peering from the darkness inside another
crack, looking daggers at the Avengers.
How deed you get een to my diner weethout me noticing?!
the egg screeched.
All right, now, just calm down, Captain America
warned, carefully walking around the table, shield in hand,
towards the egg-thing.
Don't you tell ME to calm down, flag-features!
it screamed. Thees ees my diner, and I don't like eet
when people sneak een!
Whaddaya mean, diner? Triathlno spoke up. This
is Avengers Man... sh... uh...
Triathlon had swung his arm out to gesture at the ornate wooden
walls, decorated with portraits of past Avengers, but instead,
found himself pointing at bland, stone walls, painted over with
white stucco. The other Avengers were as startled as he was to
realise they were suddenly surrounded by rows of white,
wipe-clean tables and seats, and the floor was now grey and
tiled, where a large red carpet had lain before. Captain America
peered out into the hall beyond the egg. The hallway was
definitely that of Avengers Mansion... and yet... the dining room
now look like some kind of truck stop. The egg stomped one of it's
feet.
You snuck een to my keetchen, and you STOLE! it
accused. YOU STOLE!
We didn't steal anything! Wonderman snapped.
Oh, really? the egg countered. Then where deed
that food come from?! The egg pointed with it's tip to
the now-empty plates which lay on the table, which Jarvis had
been moving to pick up before the egg made it's entrance.
I'd make you work een the keetchen to pay your beell
off, but I don't theenk I could trust you! the egg
barked. You'll breeng ruin to the name Digitamamon!
Now, just hold on a second... Captain America
started.
Get OUT! And never darken my diner again! the egg
shrieked. NIGHTMARE SYNDROME!
A stream of darkness spewed out of the crack in the egg, and flew
around the room in circles, enveloping all of the Avengers. Cap
hacked at it with his shield, as Thor attempted to pound it with
Mjolnir, his hammer, but neither of the attacks had any effect,
as the ring of darkness closed around the Avengers.
Before Jarvis's eyes, the Avengers vanished, as they were
sucked inside of the darkness. Digitamamon nodded, and the dark
blob floated out one of the windows, then he turned to Jarvis.
What are YOU looking at? he growled. Get back
een that keetchen! I have a lot of hungry customers to feed!
- - -
The Nightmare Syndrome casually floated through the air, until
it was over the sidewalk outside the mansion, where it erupted,
vomiting the Avengers out onto the pavement in front of some very
startled passers-by. The darkness winked out, and dazed heroes
could do nothing more than just lie where they had fallen, and
try to fathom what on Earth had just happened.
Heads up, team! Iron Man's voice came from
above, as his boot jets flared and he lowered himself to the
ground, as the team tried to untangle themselves. Laying
down on the job?
It's hardly a laughing matter, Captain America
said, getting to his feet. We just got thrown out of the
mansion by a giant EGG.
I'd say that WAS something to laugh about, Iron
Man noted, but that's just me.
Something very strange is going on here... Triathlon
muttered.
What was your first clue? Wonderman dusted himself
off.
Iron Man pointed a metallic finger into the sky. Whatever's
going on, it's a little bigger than a giant egg.
The Avengers followed their armoured companion's gaze, to
see the huge stone fortress that the Golden Avenger had nearly
collided with earlier moving with eerie silence across the sky.
Ahoy there! a cry was heard, as Spider-Man
somersaulted from the top of the nearest building and landed
smartly in front of the assembled heroes. Looks like you've
spotted the kookiness as well, huh?
You know something about all this? Captain America
asked.
No more than you, Cap, Spidey replied, but at
least I've found two characters who are willing to talk
rather than crush, kill, destroy. The webslinger gestured,
as the horse and cat creatures swooped down from the sky, landing
a few metres away. The boy and the girl climbed off their backs.
Wonderman gawked, and was quickly silenced by
a jab from the Scarlet Witch's elbow.
But their HEADS...!
Hi, I'm T.K., the boy introduced himself to the
Avengers. And this is Kari. The girl waved.
You're... involved in this somehow? Iron Man
queried, trying not to stare.
If you are, another voice, gruff and raspy, came from
the other side of the street, maybe you can explain why I
woke up with a bunch of THESE around me today?
Wolverine, the feral member of the mutant outlaw team known as
the X-Men, stepped from the shadows of an alleyway, a cigar held
firmly between his teeth, and holding in his outstretched hand
what appeared to be a small lump of black Jell-O.
Bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, the Jell-O sang, as two curious
golden eyes peeped open on it's front.
It's a Botamon! Kari exclaimed, taking the small
blob from Wolverine and as stomped over to the group. There was a
rush of wind, as his team-mate, Storm, descended from the heavens
to stand alongside him.
The mansion was overrun with these beings, Storm told
everyone. Wolverine and I came to see if similar
occurrences were happening anywhere else... I think our question
has been answered.
Okay, we're making headway, Captain America said
to Kari. You know what these monster things are?
Sure we do! T.K. told him. They're
Digimon!
Yea, doth they ALL resemble eggs? Thor spoke up.
Well, they all start out as eggs, T.K. said. But
they hatch.
Son, I think you'd better tell us everything you can
about these things... Captain America started.
...and that, Iron Man pointed at the fortress
overhead.
T.K. and Kari looked up, and started in surprise. The horse and
the cat were equally shocked.
It can't be...! T.K. breathed.
What IS it? Iron Man asked.
That's the Digimon Emperor's fortress...
Kari whispered.
Digimon EMPEROR, now? Wonderman was baffled.
But if we're not in the DigiWorld... T.K. took a
step back, and staggered a bit.
the Scarlet Witch gestured with her hands.
I think we have a lot of explaining to do, T.K....
- - -
Oh, man, this is RICH! the Impossible Man clutched
his stomach as he tried to reign in his fits of giggles. Cap'n
High Holy America, totally butt-bustingly bamboozled!
Keep it down, slim, DemiDevimon instructed, as he and
the imp watched the goings-on from the dimensional divide,
through a temporal window created by the disruptor, which was now
wired up to the Digi-Port monitor. I think it's about
time we kicked up the pace...
The Digimon twisted knobs with his wings, and tapped a few
buttons. Simple, really, he explained. We just
reach into any point in time in the DigiWorld, yank whatever we
want out, and use the Digi-Port to merge it up with your world!
Let's see, got the spider, got the egg, got the fortress,
got those two kids... OOH, I know!
- - -
A bright flash of light momentarily blinded everyone, and when
they could see again, three more children with those oh-so
bizarrely shaped heads were standing on the sidewalk. Three
equally surprised little creatures stood at their feet and rubbed
their eyes.
Kari exclaimed, at the sight of the first boy,
who wore a jacket with a flame decal, and a pair of goggles on
his spiky-haired head.
Yolei! Cody! T.K. was just as surprised at the sight
of the other two children, one a girl dressed in what seemed to
be a stylised pilot's suit, the other a small boy dressed in
a plain brown smock of sorts.
What just happened? the one Kari had called Davis
asked. We were... in the forest... and then... HEY!!
Davis's eyes went wider than usual as he laid eyes on the
heroes in front of him. You're CAPTAIN AMERICA!! WOW!!
Can I get your autograph?!
Captain America rolled his eyes, as Davis sprinted over to him.
the boy begged. Sign my head!
You know these people, Davis? the purple-haired girl
asked, hands on hips.
Well, I thought they were just comic book characters!
Davis squawked, running around behind Iron Man. He rapped his
knuckles on the armour. Hey, I've always wondered, how
do you go to the bathroom in this thing?
The look real enough to me, Cody commented, as Davis
jumped into the Scarlet Witch's arms, but was promptly
hoisted into the air by Wonderman.
Hey, put Davish down! the small blue lizard who had
been with Davis cried. VEE HEADBUTT!
Veemon, no--! Davis started, but it was too late, as
Veemon drove straight into Wonderman's gut, knocking the
wind clean out of him and sending him tumbling backwards,
cracking the pavement as he hit. Wonderman grunted, and removed
his shades, exposing his glowing red eyes. You want to play
rough, little guy?
Davis immediately stepped in between Wonderman and Veemon, a lame
grin on his face, waving his hands. He was just joking,
sir!
Wonderman snorted and put his glasses back on, as Davis delivered
a slap to the side of Veemon's head. Don't mess
with the superheroes! he told him.
Hey, I hate to break up this little love fest,
Wolverine snapped, but we ain't exactly any closer to
figgerin' out what's goin' on.
Well, from up here, I can see that there appears to be a
big ol' observatory where the Chrysler Building used to
be... Spider-Man called down from several stories up.
By Odin's Beard, Thor swore, the time for
talking has long passed! Let us take the battle to these
creatures which now walk our world!
Shucks, mister, the yellow creature by Cody's
legs spoke, We're only tryin' ta help...
Anyone else hear that? Triathlon piped up for the
first time, cupping a hand to his ear, his enhanced senses
detecting something.
Yup, I got it, Wolverine nodded. Looks like the
gang's all here. The mutant pointed a finger skyward,
as the FantastiCar - the primary transport vehicle for the
Fantastic Four - came into view. In seconds, it had landed, and
the four heroes - Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic; Sue Richards, the
Invisible Woman; Benjamin J. Grimm, the Thing; and Johnny Storm,
the Human Torch - vacated their cockpits, and joined the
assemblage. With them, they had yet another boy, who was slim,
with blue-black hair, wearing a grey suit and holding a small,
green worm-like creature, as well as Franklin, Reed and Sue's
child.
Davis greeted the new boy. Where ya been?
Talking with Professor Richards, Ken replied, calmly,
indicating Reed.
In Sue's arms, Franklin giggled happily. More of
he burbled.
Yes, it seems Franklin is quite familiar with these
creatures, Reed said. What did you call them again,
son?
Franklin squeaked. It's my most
favouritist show! I like Veemon!
Shomeone mention my name? Veemon peeked out from
behind Davis's legs, sending Franklin into a fit of
hysterical laughter.
Dis is gettin' very disturbin', the Thing
grunted.
- - -
Okay, I got em all together, DemiDevimon
informed his companion. Time for you to... WILL YOU QUIT
LAUGHING?! Time for you to do your thing!
The Impossible Man wiped a tear of mirth from his eye, and hopped
over to the temporal window. With a pop, he transformed himself
into a towering figure, complete with spiked armour, and numerous
other threatening aesthetics. So, I just speak in this
thing? he pointed at the window.
Just a sec, let me calibrate it... okay, go!
- - -
Sweet Mother McCree on a Monday morning!
Spider-Man exclaimed.
What in the sam hill is THAT? the Thing cried.
The sky above Manhattan Island contorted, and a fearsome
silhouette appeared, part of the very air, stretching as far as
any of the heroes or kids could see. The ground shook beneath
their feet as it spoke.
HEAR ME, INHABITANTS OF THE REAL AND DIGITAL WORLDS!
the shadow thundered. LONG HAVE I AND MY RACE WATCHED YOUR
SEPARATE DIMENSIONS! THE POWER WITHIN YOU ALL IS GREAT - BUT THE
ETERNAL QUESTION WE HAVE ASKED: WHICH IS GREATER?
Traffic had come to a complete standstill, as everyone on the
island stared up into the sky at this awesome being.
A CONTEST HAS BEEN ARRANGED - YOU WILL BATTLE EACH OTHER!
THE DIGITAL WORLD HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THIS WORLD - THE MOST
POWERFUL BEINGS HAVE BEEN DRAWN FROM THE PAST, PRESENT AND
FUTURE, TO COLLIDE HERE, AND TO SETTLE AN ANCIENT QUANDARY!
He's gotta be kiddin'! Triathlon exclaimed.
What if we say we won't fight?
IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE SOME CHOICE IN THE MATTER, the
being spoke again, in answer to Triathlon's unheard
question, REST ASSURED, YOU DO NOT! WHICHEVER DIMENSION
LOSES THIS CONTEST SHALL BE OBLITERATED - UTTERLY DESTROYED,
DELETED FROM REALITY!! AND IF NEITHER WORLDS SHALL FIGHT - THEN BOTH
SHALL BE ELIMINATED!
Triathlon groaned.
I LEAVE YOU NOW - PREPARE FOR THE COMING WAR!! WHEN YOU ARE
REQUIRED, WE SHALL TAKE YOU! DO NOT THINK YOU CAN RESIST US!
With startling suddenness, the shadow vanished from the sky,
leaving the entirety of Manhattan Island in a deathly silence.
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Bravo, bravo! DemiDevimon clapped his wings, after
shutting the temportal window. Couldn't have done a
better performance myself!
I also do a good Hamlet, the Impossible Man smirked,
morphing into his true form again. Great plan, Wings.
I do have my moments, DemiDevimon grinned. You
and I both know they'd a' never listened to us in a
million years, so the only way to get em to compete was to
trick
And now you're gonna see that my world can kick your
world's butt!
Sez you.
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TO BE CONTINUED!
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NEXT:
The battles begin!! Get ready for:
FLAMEDRAMON vs. THE HUMAN TORCH!
- in the story that had to be called:
"FIGHTING FIRE WITH FIRE!"
Also next time:
ANGEWOMON vs. STORM!
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IMPOSSIBLE MAN AND DEMIDEVIMON
Click the link for a picture of the cause of our heroes' misfortune!
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