Legal Poo: I don't own digimon. Hell, I wish I did 'cuz I'd get rich but I
don't. I'm writing this fic without their permission and neither wind nor
rain nor bloodsucking lawyer will get in my way. On the other hand, the new
stuff I write into this fic is mine and it'll always be. You can write
about it if you ask me first though. I also don't own Shastina or Tao.
I'll apologize for the delay (the whole darn year of it). This one's something of a fight scene but hey, it's been a year, gimme a break and I'll get back into story development =P.
Blade of Destiny
1 Chapter VIII: The Digital World Once Again
maloncanth@hotmail.com
Rina opened her eyes suddenly and awoke with a start. She sat up automatically and felt grass beneath her hands. The next thing she noticed was her clothing. Her clothing had changed. She was now in a pair of dark blue jeans – which was normal save this pair had an embroidered flower at the ankles – and a white T-shirt on top of it which seemed normal enough but she didn't remember owning this particular white shirt. Most of her white ones had long since become artwork.
She was in a land that seemed like it was water-colored. The grass beneath her grew on a hill which was one of several in the area. Beside her, lay the object that had come from her computer – the stopwatch-like thing was face-up on the green turf, its screen cleared of everything though it was still on. The device's leaf and pink flower patterns seemed to be back to the same arrangement they had been the first day she got it.
"Where am I?" She asked no one in particular as she stood up and looked about in wonder. The background, the grass, the sky – everything – seemed to be painted. Granted, it was excellent painting but her practiced eye found out the flaws. She felt like she was in a painting. Yet, the grass felt real and the trees in the distance blew with the wind. Paintings didn't do that no matter how real you made them unless you rendered it in some silicon graphics machine. Paintings didn't swallow people into a new world either.
"Well?" She said before she reconsidered her statement to the open air. Did she expect an answer?
"You're in the digital world!" The voice caused Rina to jump as it came quite suddenly from behind and indicated she hadn't been expecting one after all.
"What the!" Rina turned around and caught sight of a flower – a strange one – nestled right up against the back of her new jeans.
"Hello, Rina! I'm Aynaramon!"
"You're what?"
"Ayanaramon!" The cheerful flower creature repeated to her. "I'm your partner digimon!!"
"Digimon?! What are you talking about?!" Rina's mind spun rapidly as she continued her conversation with this walking, moving flower. Granted, she'd painted or drawn some darn lifelike flowers before but somehow, a pair of eyes like some cartoon character from somewhere. The creature stood about knee height upon its roots which seemed attached to the ground but still apparently allowed it to shuffle about at a fair pace. Essentially, it was a miniature sunflower, a thick bulging stalk topped by an orange face ringed by yellow petals. A pair of leaf-like appendages finished the picture along with a tuft of red hair behind the neck.
"You're new here aren't you?" The flower said, her head tilted.
"Unless I've been sucked into my computer before some time ago and didn't remember it, yes!"
"You've a long way to go, Rina." The flower sighed expressively and shook her head as if a flower swaying in the wind.
"Maybe because you keep adding new things I don't know! Now how do you know my name?!"
"I just do."
"Well that explains a who hell of a lot." Rina answered sarcastically.
"Well, I'm your partner digimon, you see…" Ayanaramon attempted to back up slightly and got a pause from her mouth instead. I've been waiting about for you, a good few days now, since I was born.
"So, you're like sorta attached to me now or something?"
"Well yeah, I guess so. You don't like, mind do you?" She asked her human partner worriedly.
"No, of course not. It's just a bit strange you know, being bounced to another world and meeting a talking flower who's my partner and all. Not exactly my everyday life."
"I see, that's what all the others say about humans. They're always surprised the first time here. Come on, I'll show you around!" Ayanaramon led Rina on and the two entered the depths of the digital world.
---
JOPHIO!!
"WHOA!"
With a start, Jophio popped awake from unconsciousness at the voice yelled into his mind and immediately looked around for the source of disturbance. This endeavor led his eyes to rest upon a landscape with a distinctive watercolor look, though everything remained tangible to his hands and under his sandled feet. Then, it led him to a small stubby looking thing on the ground beside him. It appeared to be some sort of doll. Then again, dolls didn't usually hve telepathic abilities.
Jophio, you have arrived. Welcome to the digital world.
"Digital…world…"
Yes, this is the digital world.
Jophio was understandably a bit at a loss for words. Surprise at this, which he now assumed was an alternate reality of some variation, invaded him and rendered him immobile.
"Wh-Who are you?"
1.1 I am Dorumon. Henceforth, I will be your friend.
"My…friend?"
Yes, your friend. I will always be around for you.
"That's…great!" A smile broke on the small boy's face…
---
"So, this is the digital world. I'm seeing it with my own eyes and I still can't believe it exists. To think this is in our own computer networks, a world most of us can't see."
"Yeah well, there's a first time for everything." Khermon said, flying beside Seico's head.
Seico too, had been drawn into the digital world, like his unknown colleagues had also been. Upon reaching the watercolor domain, he had, like the others, met his own digimon. Khermon.
The bird digimon looked like a gigantic sparrow. The coloring pattern was roughly the same, perhaps grayer and while on the ground, Khermon hopped about like them. However, he was much larger, with a wingspan of some three feet. Its feathers seemed to go with Seico's shirt and pants – both also gray and is black talons went with its human companion's running shoes.
"At last, there's something that I've got Victor beat at. I'll bet he doesn't have a digimon or a digivice." He held up the rock gray device thoughtfully. It looked like a stopwatch made of stone, though it was not heavy and carved runes. The runes looked to be picture writing of some sort, but not any kind he could readily recognize. And when he looked at them from the corner of his eyes, he was positive that they writhed like dying worms, changing positions only to snap back into place when he viewed them directly.
"Well yeah, I'll bet even if he did have a digimon it couldn't beat me. Hehe." Khermon puffed up his chest a tad even as he flew alongside Seico's head and as a result of the action, began sinking slowly to earth until he quit being silly.
Seico's eyes narrowed at the reminder. What if…What if Victor really did have a digimon and could access the digital world and had a digivice just like his without him knowing? He had never defeated his brother. Never. Could the jinx possibly end?
"Believe me, if my brother did have a digimon, he'd defeat you. My brother…does not lose to me…"
"Hrm…"
"Hmm…"
"Mmm…"
1.2 Grrrr…
"Hmm, thought it was a hmming contest, what was-oh…"
"What is it Kher-oh…"
"That." Khermon concluded in a knowing tone.
"That is not good I'm betting."
"Hell no, it's not."
Human and digimon stared ahead at a massive shape that was currently growling at them. It had remained hidden thanks to one excellent cloaking ability of some sort. It looked for all the world, like the scenary behind it, despite it being simple, open fields. Its outlines were discernible only by a vague distortion in the air. Its shape was roughly that of a large humanoid. Glowing red camera eyes peered, disembodied seemingly from midair. It was a robot and it was there no matter how bloody out of place it looked standing up straight in the middle of an empty grass plain
"Okay partner, we need a decision. Fight or flight?" Khermon asked, craning his head as he hovered to look at the monster in the eye.
---
Meanwhile, Claria walked over a remarkably similar looking stretch of grassland, (wonder why) though she was completely unaware of this. Beside her, her partner digimon floated gently beside. The small creature looked for all the world like a fuzzy tennis ball that had had an unlucky encounter with the inside of a chimney and it was a fuzzy black poofball if not for the pair of ovular eyes. The sooty black ball left dark stains wherever it landed. Fortunately however, it seemed entirely capable of continued floating for indefinite duration.
"Susumon, do you hear something?"
The eyes of the black ball rolled up as it concentrated and then, it went into a vigorous bobbing up and down. Susumon's communication was limited to body language (some bodylanguage, its body was a sooty black ball with cartoony eyes) and the occasional meaningful sound. However, Claria had quickly figured out that she could understand Susumon on an instinctive level.
"I wonder what it is…"
---
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Grass and air parted to make way for the fleeing pair as they ran for all they were worth and in Khermon's case, as loudly as was digimonly possible. Behind them, grass waved wildly before snapping and being crushed to the earth as a massive, near invisible entity chased them, its glowing mechanical eyes handing in the air.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"God, Khermon. Do you have to scream every step of the way for the heck of it? Stop yelling, keep flying."
"Plasma Bomb!"
The two accelerated their pace some more as the glowing red ball launched in a ballistic arc high over them before landing just short of intended target and exploding in a massive ball of flame, vaporizing the grass. Thankfully, there was no immediate flashfire. Seico's digivice glowed brightly from inside his pocket.
"Khermon digivolve to…"
"Now that's interesting." Seico commented. Both them and their pursuer had stopped, the first in interest, the latter in cautious reconsideration of the situation. Meanwhile Khermon had grown a lot larger. Its wingspan greatly enlarged, perhaps ten-fold. Its massive talons enlarged in proportion to the body and now were tipped with glimmering talons. Soft feathers turned fully gray and stiffened.
"…Ruhkmon!"
Ruhkmon gave a flip of his much larger wings and launched into the air, somewhat ponderously lifting its now immense body. Nevertheless, the bird digimon gained altitude quickly. Seico pulled out his digivice and looked at the screen. It was displaying something now. Data apparently and with a few quick button pushes, he scrolled through the screens. Something was odd however. Rather than two blips on the digimon radar screen as there should've been, there were five… He switched back to digimon scanning.
Ruhkmon, champion digimon
Type: data
1.3 Attacks: Ruhk Drop, Slate Feather
Seico looked up at his partner in the sky and compared the image to the picture in the digivice. They were definitely the same. His partner had been a rookie level and had now changed to a champion level. Now. Their opponent was…
Infilmon, champion digimon
Type: ???
1.4 Attacks: Plasma Bomb, Sunspot
Fair enough, it too was a champion. That mean the fight ought to be fairly even. Ought to be…
"Ruhk Drop!"
Ruhkmon dove at high speed from the air, trading altitude for speed in a stoop dive. At the last second, Ruhkmon's body went a flat grayish tone, the entire bird turning to stone and dropping atop his enemy with massively increased weight. The blurred edges of Infilmon distorted and shifted back to normality and Ruhkmon struck the ground, tearing into the dirt.
"Sunspot!"
"Slate Wing."
Ruhkmon's wing feathers stiffened to a rock of some type. For a moment, the wing and the large, glowing, rose colored flare raced for the giant bird's body. The wing made it first and with a few feathers breaking off, the sunspot was deflected.
"Geez…" Ruhkmon muttered tensely as he quickly flapped up to avoid an exploding plasma bomb.
"The radar thingy says two incoming-"
"Plasma Bomb!"
"Spine Smash!"
Registering each other as a threat simultaneously, the two digimon's attacks collided, rocky body against glowing red plasma. Seico noted the newcomers. Tablogumon was a gigantic snake or worm made of rocky segments and covered in rocky spines, one per section on the back. The creature was a massive one, many meters from rounded snout to stubby tail and against that, its two beady black eyes looked very small.
The second one was like a suit of knight's armor. Two green eyes viewed the battle from beneath the visor of the helmet. However, the suit was much larger than any man at some three meters tall. It was armed to the hilt with a large sword that it held with one hand and several other bladed weapons.
Tablogumon, champion digimon
Type: data
Attacks: Spine Smash
Bladesmon, champion digimon
Type: data
Attacks: Super Slash, Star Cleaver
"Okay, with three champions, we have got to be winning this…whoever those other two are."
Meanwhile, the two new arrivals were ignoring him and concentrating on fighting. Tablogumon's massive body coiled up into a ring and flew swiftly towards the approximate location of Infilmon and missed, driving rocky horns into the dirt.
"Super Slash!"
Miss! Infilmon leapt high into the air, the red eyes soaring up before letting loose a massive Plasma Bomb, hitting Tablogumon right in the body as it came for another spinning Spine Smash. The rock snake digimon fell off course, kicking up a cloud of dust. From out of that cloud, a big, rocky tail lashed out, catching Infilmon and knocking him down. The cloaked digimon recovered but not quick enough.
"Star Cleaver!"
The fast digimon's evasion was a hair too slow and suddenly, as if tearing through fabric, Bladesmon's chakram weapon sliced apart the distortions that covered Infilmon. The patch of scenery seemed to tear like cloth before coming apart in fragments of the background floating to the ground. With a shimmer, the cloak came down. A pile of rags on the floor indicated the remains of some sort of invisibility cloak that had been torn off Infilmon and of course Infilmon itself appeared. It was indeed robotic as Seico had guessed, large mechanical feet like some anime mecha. Its body seemed muscular in suggestion but it was rendered not in flesh, but in metal. Its upper body was oversized, as were the arms, which launched plasma and sunspot energy blasts. The growling noise Seico and Khermon earlier heard had been a growl indeed, coming from the speaker within the jaws. Twin red camera eyes glowed on the head, which was fashioned not unlike a human skull and even with no facial expressions, it was simple to tell the creature was not happy.
"Spine Smash!"
"Sunspot!"
A bright flash erupted over the field, as if a nuke had just gone off over the horizon. However, it was just the disruption effect of the sunspot.
"What the-" Tablogumon's startled exclamation came just as Infilmon jumped him from out of the light with a red mass of energy already forming in its hands. Tablogumon shattered into data.
"Super Slash!"
There was a harsh scream of metal on metal and then sound of exposed, whirring gears as the attack took off Infilmon's left forarm. Sweeping past and ignoring the pain, Infilmon slammed into Bladesmon, knocking him over.
"Star Cleaver!" This time the attack, thrown upon hitting the ground, missed by a hair and would never make it back to its owner to rethrow. With a scream and an explosion of dissipated data, Bladesmon was destroyed under another plasma bomb.
"Ruhk Drop!"
Infilmon, suddenly reminded of its original opponent, looked up and fell to earth as a great deal of rock body fell on it, pinning it to the ground. The struggling immediately intensified however, as Infilmon, still not defeated, struggled to get up with Ruhkmon's talons holding onto its back and its remaining arm.
"What the heck is with this thing? Am I fighting an ultimate?"
"Infilmon…it says it's a champion level digimon! Same as you!"
"What the hell kind of champion is this?!? What alignment?"
"Doesn't say."
"What do you mean it doesn't say?! What is it? Virus, data, vaccine?"
"Three question marks. It doesn't say! I don't think it's any of them!"
---
"Come on, Susumon!" Claria shouted at the rather unenthusiastic looking ball of soot. "That's a human over there, we have to help!"
The ball chittered frantically and shook in a negative reply.
"You mean you can't fight like them?"
Susumon dropped to the ground, indicating his absolute refusal to budge and inciting a sigh from Claria.
"Oh well…"
---
"Ack!" Ruhkmon spat as Infilmon's remaining arm threw him off. Ruhkmon did not land, but rather flipped his wings to stay aloft in a low altitude flight while Infilmon rolled onto its feet and attacked once again.
"Sunspot! Sunspot!"
The shots flashed and struck trees, tearing them asunder but Ruhkmon had achieved enough speed. Swooping in low, the giant bird digimon's eyes found its enemy and aimed. The bird turned to rock at the last second to increase the inertia of the attack. There was a screech of rending metal, a cry from Infilmon and when Ruhkmon lifted off, a deep, new, exposing gash had appeared in the torso armor, revealing a throbbing red light within the interior.
"Plasma-"
"Ruhk Drop!" Flying in a loop, Ruhkmon flew in a loop and landed atop the digimon and at once, the defeated creature melted away to disappear into the ground, leaving an exhausted Khermon…
I'll apologize for the delay (the whole darn year of it). This one's something of a fight scene but hey, it's been a year, gimme a break and I'll get back into story development =P.
Blade of Destiny
1 Chapter VIII: The Digital World Once Again
maloncanth@hotmail.com
Rina opened her eyes suddenly and awoke with a start. She sat up automatically and felt grass beneath her hands. The next thing she noticed was her clothing. Her clothing had changed. She was now in a pair of dark blue jeans – which was normal save this pair had an embroidered flower at the ankles – and a white T-shirt on top of it which seemed normal enough but she didn't remember owning this particular white shirt. Most of her white ones had long since become artwork.
She was in a land that seemed like it was water-colored. The grass beneath her grew on a hill which was one of several in the area. Beside her, lay the object that had come from her computer – the stopwatch-like thing was face-up on the green turf, its screen cleared of everything though it was still on. The device's leaf and pink flower patterns seemed to be back to the same arrangement they had been the first day she got it.
"Where am I?" She asked no one in particular as she stood up and looked about in wonder. The background, the grass, the sky – everything – seemed to be painted. Granted, it was excellent painting but her practiced eye found out the flaws. She felt like she was in a painting. Yet, the grass felt real and the trees in the distance blew with the wind. Paintings didn't do that no matter how real you made them unless you rendered it in some silicon graphics machine. Paintings didn't swallow people into a new world either.
"Well?" She said before she reconsidered her statement to the open air. Did she expect an answer?
"You're in the digital world!" The voice caused Rina to jump as it came quite suddenly from behind and indicated she hadn't been expecting one after all.
"What the!" Rina turned around and caught sight of a flower – a strange one – nestled right up against the back of her new jeans.
"Hello, Rina! I'm Aynaramon!"
"You're what?"
"Ayanaramon!" The cheerful flower creature repeated to her. "I'm your partner digimon!!"
"Digimon?! What are you talking about?!" Rina's mind spun rapidly as she continued her conversation with this walking, moving flower. Granted, she'd painted or drawn some darn lifelike flowers before but somehow, a pair of eyes like some cartoon character from somewhere. The creature stood about knee height upon its roots which seemed attached to the ground but still apparently allowed it to shuffle about at a fair pace. Essentially, it was a miniature sunflower, a thick bulging stalk topped by an orange face ringed by yellow petals. A pair of leaf-like appendages finished the picture along with a tuft of red hair behind the neck.
"You're new here aren't you?" The flower said, her head tilted.
"Unless I've been sucked into my computer before some time ago and didn't remember it, yes!"
"You've a long way to go, Rina." The flower sighed expressively and shook her head as if a flower swaying in the wind.
"Maybe because you keep adding new things I don't know! Now how do you know my name?!"
"I just do."
"Well that explains a who hell of a lot." Rina answered sarcastically.
"Well, I'm your partner digimon, you see…" Ayanaramon attempted to back up slightly and got a pause from her mouth instead. I've been waiting about for you, a good few days now, since I was born.
"So, you're like sorta attached to me now or something?"
"Well yeah, I guess so. You don't like, mind do you?" She asked her human partner worriedly.
"No, of course not. It's just a bit strange you know, being bounced to another world and meeting a talking flower who's my partner and all. Not exactly my everyday life."
"I see, that's what all the others say about humans. They're always surprised the first time here. Come on, I'll show you around!" Ayanaramon led Rina on and the two entered the depths of the digital world.
---
JOPHIO!!
"WHOA!"
With a start, Jophio popped awake from unconsciousness at the voice yelled into his mind and immediately looked around for the source of disturbance. This endeavor led his eyes to rest upon a landscape with a distinctive watercolor look, though everything remained tangible to his hands and under his sandled feet. Then, it led him to a small stubby looking thing on the ground beside him. It appeared to be some sort of doll. Then again, dolls didn't usually hve telepathic abilities.
Jophio, you have arrived. Welcome to the digital world.
"Digital…world…"
Yes, this is the digital world.
Jophio was understandably a bit at a loss for words. Surprise at this, which he now assumed was an alternate reality of some variation, invaded him and rendered him immobile.
"Wh-Who are you?"
1.1 I am Dorumon. Henceforth, I will be your friend.
"My…friend?"
Yes, your friend. I will always be around for you.
"That's…great!" A smile broke on the small boy's face…
---
"So, this is the digital world. I'm seeing it with my own eyes and I still can't believe it exists. To think this is in our own computer networks, a world most of us can't see."
"Yeah well, there's a first time for everything." Khermon said, flying beside Seico's head.
Seico too, had been drawn into the digital world, like his unknown colleagues had also been. Upon reaching the watercolor domain, he had, like the others, met his own digimon. Khermon.
The bird digimon looked like a gigantic sparrow. The coloring pattern was roughly the same, perhaps grayer and while on the ground, Khermon hopped about like them. However, he was much larger, with a wingspan of some three feet. Its feathers seemed to go with Seico's shirt and pants – both also gray and is black talons went with its human companion's running shoes.
"At last, there's something that I've got Victor beat at. I'll bet he doesn't have a digimon or a digivice." He held up the rock gray device thoughtfully. It looked like a stopwatch made of stone, though it was not heavy and carved runes. The runes looked to be picture writing of some sort, but not any kind he could readily recognize. And when he looked at them from the corner of his eyes, he was positive that they writhed like dying worms, changing positions only to snap back into place when he viewed them directly.
"Well yeah, I'll bet even if he did have a digimon it couldn't beat me. Hehe." Khermon puffed up his chest a tad even as he flew alongside Seico's head and as a result of the action, began sinking slowly to earth until he quit being silly.
Seico's eyes narrowed at the reminder. What if…What if Victor really did have a digimon and could access the digital world and had a digivice just like his without him knowing? He had never defeated his brother. Never. Could the jinx possibly end?
"Believe me, if my brother did have a digimon, he'd defeat you. My brother…does not lose to me…"
"Hrm…"
"Hmm…"
"Mmm…"
1.2 Grrrr…
"Hmm, thought it was a hmming contest, what was-oh…"
"What is it Kher-oh…"
"That." Khermon concluded in a knowing tone.
"That is not good I'm betting."
"Hell no, it's not."
Human and digimon stared ahead at a massive shape that was currently growling at them. It had remained hidden thanks to one excellent cloaking ability of some sort. It looked for all the world, like the scenary behind it, despite it being simple, open fields. Its outlines were discernible only by a vague distortion in the air. Its shape was roughly that of a large humanoid. Glowing red camera eyes peered, disembodied seemingly from midair. It was a robot and it was there no matter how bloody out of place it looked standing up straight in the middle of an empty grass plain
"Okay partner, we need a decision. Fight or flight?" Khermon asked, craning his head as he hovered to look at the monster in the eye.
---
Meanwhile, Claria walked over a remarkably similar looking stretch of grassland, (wonder why) though she was completely unaware of this. Beside her, her partner digimon floated gently beside. The small creature looked for all the world like a fuzzy tennis ball that had had an unlucky encounter with the inside of a chimney and it was a fuzzy black poofball if not for the pair of ovular eyes. The sooty black ball left dark stains wherever it landed. Fortunately however, it seemed entirely capable of continued floating for indefinite duration.
"Susumon, do you hear something?"
The eyes of the black ball rolled up as it concentrated and then, it went into a vigorous bobbing up and down. Susumon's communication was limited to body language (some bodylanguage, its body was a sooty black ball with cartoony eyes) and the occasional meaningful sound. However, Claria had quickly figured out that she could understand Susumon on an instinctive level.
"I wonder what it is…"
---
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Grass and air parted to make way for the fleeing pair as they ran for all they were worth and in Khermon's case, as loudly as was digimonly possible. Behind them, grass waved wildly before snapping and being crushed to the earth as a massive, near invisible entity chased them, its glowing mechanical eyes handing in the air.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"God, Khermon. Do you have to scream every step of the way for the heck of it? Stop yelling, keep flying."
"Plasma Bomb!"
The two accelerated their pace some more as the glowing red ball launched in a ballistic arc high over them before landing just short of intended target and exploding in a massive ball of flame, vaporizing the grass. Thankfully, there was no immediate flashfire. Seico's digivice glowed brightly from inside his pocket.
"Khermon digivolve to…"
"Now that's interesting." Seico commented. Both them and their pursuer had stopped, the first in interest, the latter in cautious reconsideration of the situation. Meanwhile Khermon had grown a lot larger. Its wingspan greatly enlarged, perhaps ten-fold. Its massive talons enlarged in proportion to the body and now were tipped with glimmering talons. Soft feathers turned fully gray and stiffened.
"…Ruhkmon!"
Ruhkmon gave a flip of his much larger wings and launched into the air, somewhat ponderously lifting its now immense body. Nevertheless, the bird digimon gained altitude quickly. Seico pulled out his digivice and looked at the screen. It was displaying something now. Data apparently and with a few quick button pushes, he scrolled through the screens. Something was odd however. Rather than two blips on the digimon radar screen as there should've been, there were five… He switched back to digimon scanning.
Ruhkmon, champion digimon
Type: data
1.3 Attacks: Ruhk Drop, Slate Feather
Seico looked up at his partner in the sky and compared the image to the picture in the digivice. They were definitely the same. His partner had been a rookie level and had now changed to a champion level. Now. Their opponent was…
Infilmon, champion digimon
Type: ???
1.4 Attacks: Plasma Bomb, Sunspot
Fair enough, it too was a champion. That mean the fight ought to be fairly even. Ought to be…
"Ruhk Drop!"
Ruhkmon dove at high speed from the air, trading altitude for speed in a stoop dive. At the last second, Ruhkmon's body went a flat grayish tone, the entire bird turning to stone and dropping atop his enemy with massively increased weight. The blurred edges of Infilmon distorted and shifted back to normality and Ruhkmon struck the ground, tearing into the dirt.
"Sunspot!"
"Slate Wing."
Ruhkmon's wing feathers stiffened to a rock of some type. For a moment, the wing and the large, glowing, rose colored flare raced for the giant bird's body. The wing made it first and with a few feathers breaking off, the sunspot was deflected.
"Geez…" Ruhkmon muttered tensely as he quickly flapped up to avoid an exploding plasma bomb.
"The radar thingy says two incoming-"
"Plasma Bomb!"
"Spine Smash!"
Registering each other as a threat simultaneously, the two digimon's attacks collided, rocky body against glowing red plasma. Seico noted the newcomers. Tablogumon was a gigantic snake or worm made of rocky segments and covered in rocky spines, one per section on the back. The creature was a massive one, many meters from rounded snout to stubby tail and against that, its two beady black eyes looked very small.
The second one was like a suit of knight's armor. Two green eyes viewed the battle from beneath the visor of the helmet. However, the suit was much larger than any man at some three meters tall. It was armed to the hilt with a large sword that it held with one hand and several other bladed weapons.
Tablogumon, champion digimon
Type: data
Attacks: Spine Smash
Bladesmon, champion digimon
Type: data
Attacks: Super Slash, Star Cleaver
"Okay, with three champions, we have got to be winning this…whoever those other two are."
Meanwhile, the two new arrivals were ignoring him and concentrating on fighting. Tablogumon's massive body coiled up into a ring and flew swiftly towards the approximate location of Infilmon and missed, driving rocky horns into the dirt.
"Super Slash!"
Miss! Infilmon leapt high into the air, the red eyes soaring up before letting loose a massive Plasma Bomb, hitting Tablogumon right in the body as it came for another spinning Spine Smash. The rock snake digimon fell off course, kicking up a cloud of dust. From out of that cloud, a big, rocky tail lashed out, catching Infilmon and knocking him down. The cloaked digimon recovered but not quick enough.
"Star Cleaver!"
The fast digimon's evasion was a hair too slow and suddenly, as if tearing through fabric, Bladesmon's chakram weapon sliced apart the distortions that covered Infilmon. The patch of scenery seemed to tear like cloth before coming apart in fragments of the background floating to the ground. With a shimmer, the cloak came down. A pile of rags on the floor indicated the remains of some sort of invisibility cloak that had been torn off Infilmon and of course Infilmon itself appeared. It was indeed robotic as Seico had guessed, large mechanical feet like some anime mecha. Its body seemed muscular in suggestion but it was rendered not in flesh, but in metal. Its upper body was oversized, as were the arms, which launched plasma and sunspot energy blasts. The growling noise Seico and Khermon earlier heard had been a growl indeed, coming from the speaker within the jaws. Twin red camera eyes glowed on the head, which was fashioned not unlike a human skull and even with no facial expressions, it was simple to tell the creature was not happy.
"Spine Smash!"
"Sunspot!"
A bright flash erupted over the field, as if a nuke had just gone off over the horizon. However, it was just the disruption effect of the sunspot.
"What the-" Tablogumon's startled exclamation came just as Infilmon jumped him from out of the light with a red mass of energy already forming in its hands. Tablogumon shattered into data.
"Super Slash!"
There was a harsh scream of metal on metal and then sound of exposed, whirring gears as the attack took off Infilmon's left forarm. Sweeping past and ignoring the pain, Infilmon slammed into Bladesmon, knocking him over.
"Star Cleaver!" This time the attack, thrown upon hitting the ground, missed by a hair and would never make it back to its owner to rethrow. With a scream and an explosion of dissipated data, Bladesmon was destroyed under another plasma bomb.
"Ruhk Drop!"
Infilmon, suddenly reminded of its original opponent, looked up and fell to earth as a great deal of rock body fell on it, pinning it to the ground. The struggling immediately intensified however, as Infilmon, still not defeated, struggled to get up with Ruhkmon's talons holding onto its back and its remaining arm.
"What the heck is with this thing? Am I fighting an ultimate?"
"Infilmon…it says it's a champion level digimon! Same as you!"
"What the hell kind of champion is this?!? What alignment?"
"Doesn't say."
"What do you mean it doesn't say?! What is it? Virus, data, vaccine?"
"Three question marks. It doesn't say! I don't think it's any of them!"
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"Come on, Susumon!" Claria shouted at the rather unenthusiastic looking ball of soot. "That's a human over there, we have to help!"
The ball chittered frantically and shook in a negative reply.
"You mean you can't fight like them?"
Susumon dropped to the ground, indicating his absolute refusal to budge and inciting a sigh from Claria.
"Oh well…"
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"Ack!" Ruhkmon spat as Infilmon's remaining arm threw him off. Ruhkmon did not land, but rather flipped his wings to stay aloft in a low altitude flight while Infilmon rolled onto its feet and attacked once again.
"Sunspot! Sunspot!"
The shots flashed and struck trees, tearing them asunder but Ruhkmon had achieved enough speed. Swooping in low, the giant bird digimon's eyes found its enemy and aimed. The bird turned to rock at the last second to increase the inertia of the attack. There was a screech of rending metal, a cry from Infilmon and when Ruhkmon lifted off, a deep, new, exposing gash had appeared in the torso armor, revealing a throbbing red light within the interior.
"Plasma-"
"Ruhk Drop!" Flying in a loop, Ruhkmon flew in a loop and landed atop the digimon and at once, the defeated creature melted away to disappear into the ground, leaving an exhausted Khermon…