Author's note: I know I should have put this up sometime ago. When there is a '------' line break in the fic, it means that we are in a different place but the same time. When there is a '______' line break in the fic, it means a different place and time. Thank you!

'This is not good.'

Togemon freezes at the sound of Sam's laughing. Laughing coming from right inside her.

"Come out you cowardly moron!" says Togemon, trying to cover the shaking in her voice.

"Jeez! You don't have to shout you know!" Sam replys, her voice is hollow-like as it echos inside Togemon.

"Some "champion of Pokemon" you turned out to be! Running away like that in the middle of battle! Get out and fight me if you're brave enough!"

"Like I said, don't SHOUT! No. 1, I'm not the champion of Pokemon, Elementroar is. I'm just the person who happened to summon him. No.2, it's not that I don't want to fight you, but a punch fight is going to take way too long and I don't want to have to spend another minute having to deal with you stooges anymore! So, I'm just going to finish it now!"

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Sam looks around the dark interior of Togemon. Not that it is much to look at. It is dark but the inside of Togemon are still visible, at least the parts illuminated by the light coming through Togemon's eye and mouth holes. The walls are the same green as the outside of Togemon, with little lines going upwards/downwards. Nothing much else.

'How this thing can live without a skeleton, heart, stomach, brain and so on, is anyone's guess.' wonders Sam.

"Well, I guess I might as well get started." she says, rubbing her hands together in anticipation.

"FIIRRESPIN!!!" she roars.

A ring of fire starts to appear and burn around Sam. The flames are low at first and lick the air as they move around and around the circle, like desert sands in the wind. But they gradually grow larger and fiercer, becoming redder with rage. The flames rise and fall like the heavy breathing of some beast, getting ready to roar. Sam's eyes are almost maniacal as she is exilerated by th thrill of victory.

"Time to finish, this."

The circle of fire gush up in a huge burning column of fire. The sound of rushing air can be heard as the fire swallows up the air to fuel its anger. The fire pyre spins its way up to the ceiling of Togemon's head, a fiery cocksrew drilling through the cork of a wine bottle.

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"AARRGGHHH!"

Togemon screams as the pillar of fire burns through his head, right through the little mop of hair-like growth on her head, disingerating it.

The fire rises straight up into the nightair where it then spilts outwards like a fountain where it cannot go any further. If deadly, the fire is beautiful. The brilliant yellow and red flames can be seen clearly swirling and intertwining together in a body to form the column.

Sam escapes out of Togemon via the column. She has summoned her wings again and flys up through the empty and still center of the column, emerging at the top. The sight is incredible to behold. A fiery angel emerging from unholy imprisonment in Hell. The flames frame her form and makes her seem bigger and more imposing.

Ash and company would then have cheered but the flame also lights her face and her expression stiffles their exuberence.

Sam's eyes are wide and round and her pupils are expanded to full circles. She has a maniacal gleam in her eyes. Her lips are curled back in a large grin.

In all, she is absolutely frightening.

The fires stop suddenly, as it burns too quickly and burns itself out. Sam touches down onto the ground, folding her white wings slightly as her feet find the firm ground. Togemon does not cry out, does not react in the slightest and topples over, smoke creeping from her charred top.

"Togemon!" cries Mimi, running to the fallen Plant Digimon.

Togemon de-digivolves back to Palmon and lays still on the ground.

"Well, that's it then! I've got you all!" says Sam, turning to face the Digi-destined, a hint of her previous maniacism still evident on her face.

"Hugh! Not, quite!"

"Angemon!" shouts T.K, watching as the last of the Digi-destined Digimon climbs painfully to his feet.

"I...I still can...fight!" he gasps, balancing onto his Angel Rod.

"Don't! You're too weak!" argues Sora.

"No! I can't let her get away with this!" Angemon replies, taking some stumbling steps forward.

"Angemon..." gasps T.K.

"Stop!" shouts Matt, placing himself in front of the injured Digimon.

"You're way too hurt! No way we'll..."

"Matt..." says T.K quietly, placing a tentative hand on his half-brother's shoulder.

"Matt, believe in Angemon. I think he can do it, I really do! Have Hope!" continues T.K, quoting his virtue.

"T.K..."

Finally, Matt and the rest of the Digi-destined consent reluctuntly and allows Angemon to approach the recognised battlefield.

"Ah! The fallen angel!" exclaims Sam in an arrogant tone.

"Take my advice, give up! You don't stand a chance against me!"

"And if I give up, you will not harm us?" replies Angemon in disbelief.

"Well, no but I gurantee it will be less painful than the alternative!"

"Enough with this! Will you fight me?" shouts Angemon, readying his Angel Rod as best as he can while leaning on it.

"Of course! And I won't lose either!"

Angemon readies a Hand of Fate attack but because of his injuries, is too slow to unleash it well and Sam easily dodges past it.

"THUNDER THUNDER THUNDERATION!" shouts Sam, adding her own little twist to the attack.

A huge and powerful spear of lightning descends from the top and strikes Angemon, sending millions of volts of electricity through his already weakened system.

"Angemon!" cries T.K, tears already formed in his eyes, as the last of the Digi-destined Digimon, falls.