Gatomon was laid out on a table. Her left arm, or what was left of it, was bandaged up, and diodes where placed all over body. Datamon and Vademon where on either side of her, taking readings and preparing her for surgery.
Gatomon was awake now, but still in obvious discomfort. "Are you two ready yet?"
Vademon nervously answered, "Almost. This is a very delicate procedure, and we wouldn't want to mess up." Datamon smirked at this. He had no intention of allowing Gatomon to wake up.
"Hurry up." She turned her head towards Datamon, "Is the device ready?"
"Everything is ready, as per your specifications." He motioned to the device behind him. "We can begin when Vademon is ready."
"Good." Gatomon reached out with her intact right paw and stroked Datamon under the chin. "Make sure the operation takes less than two hours."
"And why is that?" Datamon asked, not really paying attention. He just wanted to get Gatomon out of the way. He could easily make it look like something went wrong with the operation; no one could blame him.
"Did I forget to mention?" Gatomon looked mock surprised. "If I'm not back awake in two hours, the code I implanted in you will trigger a serious of increasingly painful electrical jolts, eventually ending in your deletion. It must have slipped my mind." Datamon and Vademon looked at her in horror. "Oh come now, do you really think I would trust you two to put me under the knife without some insurance on my part? Now hurry up. You have two hours," she looked up at the digital clock in the lab. "My mistake, make that one hour and fifty-five minutes to finish my operation."
Vademon nervously placed a mask over Gatomon's face. As she went under, Datamon cursed himself, his plans falling apart. He would have to think of some other way to escape, but for now, he had to save this cat's life, no matter how much it disgusted him.
Gatomon eyes weakly opened, straining to make focus of her surroundings. Datamon and Vademon came in to view. Gatomon weakly sat up, brushing her left paw through her eyes. Her left paw, the one that Magnangemon chopped off. The anesthetic wearing off, she looked at her new paw. A shiny hard digizoidium alloy paw was now fitted on her left arm. The paw shone metallic black in the artificial light as Gatomon turned it over. It was exactly the shame shape as her old paw was, except the claws were thinner and longer. "Not bad. Stylish."
Vademon cautiously stepped forward, interrupting Gatomon's examination. "Pardon me," He motioned to the clock. There was less than five minutes until Gatomon's deletion program took effect.
"Boy, you are sure impatient, we have at least four minutes left. Now Datamon, did you install everything I asked for in my new toy?" Gatomon extended her metallic claws.
"Everything is as you asked for." Datamon look anxiously at the clock. Perhaps she intended to delete them anyway?
"Oh really?" Gatomon flipped an almost invisible hatch on the top of her paw, revealing a control panel. She pressed two buttons simultaneously. Datamon and Vademon both spasmed at voltage shot through them. As their convulsions abated, Gatomon smiled. "I'm impressed, I didn't think you'd add the controls that would affect you. I guess I can stop the deletion command now." Gatomon pressed another button.
Datamon still wait anxiously until the two hours went by. Datamon had been reasonably sure that Gatomon would test the device. If it did not work, he would most likely be deleted, and he was not looking forward to that experience again.
Magnangemon woke up in another cell. He wasn't sure how long he had been out for. Still filled with grief for what he did, he still attempted to escape. He brought his sword back and sliced at the door. Electricity shot through him as his blade began to cut through. He retracted his hand. "Gatomon must have done something to the wall, I can't escape." His energy spent, he glowed brightly for a second, and returned to his rookie form Patamon. Now escape was definitely impossible, so Patamon curled up in a corner crying. He was completely overcome with grief for deleting Gatomon. He knew what she did, but he still couldn't not believe his actions, whether intentional or not.
"Amazing." A familiar voice echoed in his cell.
Patamon looked up and recognized the figure standing in the open door, with her hands behind her back. "Gatomon!" He happily replied. "I didn't delete you!" Overcome with emotion, he ran up and hugged Gatomon.
Shaking her head, Gatomon repeated, "Amazing. After all I've done to you and your friends, you're still concerned about my welfare." She pushed Patamon away with her left hand.
Patamon stumbled away in shock; Gatomon's hand was a shiny black metallic prosthetic. Patamon's mouth fell wide open. "What happened to you hand?" He gasped in shock.
Gatomon sneered slightly. "In case you've forgotten, an angel forcibly removed it."
Patamon broke out crying again. He burrowed his face in Gatomon's chest. "I am so sorry Gatomon." He cried hysterically.
Stroking Patamon behind his ear wings, she comforted him. "There, there. This new paw isn't all bad." A slot in the palm of her paw flew open. "I've added a few interesting gimmicks to it." A gear shot out, plunging itself deep between Patamon's ears. Patamon jumped away from Gatomon, trying to claw the gear out as it burrowed into his scalp. The gear quickly took control over Patamon. "Thanks for the test run Patamon, it seems my new paw is working perfectly."
Patamon looked up, new feelings taking over him. He no longer felt sorry for hurting Gatomon.
"Excelent. I owe you just one more thing." Her paw glowed blue, and Patamon screamed as jolts of electricity flowed through him. Gatomon the proceeded to kick him in the mid-section, sending him flying unconscious in corner. "That's for cutting off my paw." She snarled, and with a flip of her tail, she left Patamon in a bruised heap in the cell.
Gatomon had returned to her throne to clean up, and was admiring her new metal paw. She guessed she owed Patamon thanks, although she would have never deliberately cut off her own paw. The other digimon stared at it in fear, and fear was something she could use.
Devimon burst into the room. "Ahh, Gatomon I'm glad to see you up and about."
Gatomon nodded. "I'm must thank you for saving me."
Devimon smiled. "We can't have our second in command being deleted now can we."
"Be quiet you fool." Gatomon snarled. "No one is supposed to know that I'm not in charge."
"Don't worry, the secret is only known to you, me, and out guest." Devimon backed out of the room and a darkened figure entered in a flurry of bats. "I've had these halls cleared out for three levels. No one will be eavesdropping on you conversation, and I will be guarding outside." Devimon back out of the room, and shut the doors.
Gatomon got up and walked over, and knelt to the newly arrived figure. "Welcome back, master."
Gatomon was awake now, but still in obvious discomfort. "Are you two ready yet?"
Vademon nervously answered, "Almost. This is a very delicate procedure, and we wouldn't want to mess up." Datamon smirked at this. He had no intention of allowing Gatomon to wake up.
"Hurry up." She turned her head towards Datamon, "Is the device ready?"
"Everything is ready, as per your specifications." He motioned to the device behind him. "We can begin when Vademon is ready."
"Good." Gatomon reached out with her intact right paw and stroked Datamon under the chin. "Make sure the operation takes less than two hours."
"And why is that?" Datamon asked, not really paying attention. He just wanted to get Gatomon out of the way. He could easily make it look like something went wrong with the operation; no one could blame him.
"Did I forget to mention?" Gatomon looked mock surprised. "If I'm not back awake in two hours, the code I implanted in you will trigger a serious of increasingly painful electrical jolts, eventually ending in your deletion. It must have slipped my mind." Datamon and Vademon looked at her in horror. "Oh come now, do you really think I would trust you two to put me under the knife without some insurance on my part? Now hurry up. You have two hours," she looked up at the digital clock in the lab. "My mistake, make that one hour and fifty-five minutes to finish my operation."
Vademon nervously placed a mask over Gatomon's face. As she went under, Datamon cursed himself, his plans falling apart. He would have to think of some other way to escape, but for now, he had to save this cat's life, no matter how much it disgusted him.
Gatomon eyes weakly opened, straining to make focus of her surroundings. Datamon and Vademon came in to view. Gatomon weakly sat up, brushing her left paw through her eyes. Her left paw, the one that Magnangemon chopped off. The anesthetic wearing off, she looked at her new paw. A shiny hard digizoidium alloy paw was now fitted on her left arm. The paw shone metallic black in the artificial light as Gatomon turned it over. It was exactly the shame shape as her old paw was, except the claws were thinner and longer. "Not bad. Stylish."
Vademon cautiously stepped forward, interrupting Gatomon's examination. "Pardon me," He motioned to the clock. There was less than five minutes until Gatomon's deletion program took effect.
"Boy, you are sure impatient, we have at least four minutes left. Now Datamon, did you install everything I asked for in my new toy?" Gatomon extended her metallic claws.
"Everything is as you asked for." Datamon look anxiously at the clock. Perhaps she intended to delete them anyway?
"Oh really?" Gatomon flipped an almost invisible hatch on the top of her paw, revealing a control panel. She pressed two buttons simultaneously. Datamon and Vademon both spasmed at voltage shot through them. As their convulsions abated, Gatomon smiled. "I'm impressed, I didn't think you'd add the controls that would affect you. I guess I can stop the deletion command now." Gatomon pressed another button.
Datamon still wait anxiously until the two hours went by. Datamon had been reasonably sure that Gatomon would test the device. If it did not work, he would most likely be deleted, and he was not looking forward to that experience again.
Magnangemon woke up in another cell. He wasn't sure how long he had been out for. Still filled with grief for what he did, he still attempted to escape. He brought his sword back and sliced at the door. Electricity shot through him as his blade began to cut through. He retracted his hand. "Gatomon must have done something to the wall, I can't escape." His energy spent, he glowed brightly for a second, and returned to his rookie form Patamon. Now escape was definitely impossible, so Patamon curled up in a corner crying. He was completely overcome with grief for deleting Gatomon. He knew what she did, but he still couldn't not believe his actions, whether intentional or not.
"Amazing." A familiar voice echoed in his cell.
Patamon looked up and recognized the figure standing in the open door, with her hands behind her back. "Gatomon!" He happily replied. "I didn't delete you!" Overcome with emotion, he ran up and hugged Gatomon.
Shaking her head, Gatomon repeated, "Amazing. After all I've done to you and your friends, you're still concerned about my welfare." She pushed Patamon away with her left hand.
Patamon stumbled away in shock; Gatomon's hand was a shiny black metallic prosthetic. Patamon's mouth fell wide open. "What happened to you hand?" He gasped in shock.
Gatomon sneered slightly. "In case you've forgotten, an angel forcibly removed it."
Patamon broke out crying again. He burrowed his face in Gatomon's chest. "I am so sorry Gatomon." He cried hysterically.
Stroking Patamon behind his ear wings, she comforted him. "There, there. This new paw isn't all bad." A slot in the palm of her paw flew open. "I've added a few interesting gimmicks to it." A gear shot out, plunging itself deep between Patamon's ears. Patamon jumped away from Gatomon, trying to claw the gear out as it burrowed into his scalp. The gear quickly took control over Patamon. "Thanks for the test run Patamon, it seems my new paw is working perfectly."
Patamon looked up, new feelings taking over him. He no longer felt sorry for hurting Gatomon.
"Excelent. I owe you just one more thing." Her paw glowed blue, and Patamon screamed as jolts of electricity flowed through him. Gatomon the proceeded to kick him in the mid-section, sending him flying unconscious in corner. "That's for cutting off my paw." She snarled, and with a flip of her tail, she left Patamon in a bruised heap in the cell.
Gatomon had returned to her throne to clean up, and was admiring her new metal paw. She guessed she owed Patamon thanks, although she would have never deliberately cut off her own paw. The other digimon stared at it in fear, and fear was something she could use.
Devimon burst into the room. "Ahh, Gatomon I'm glad to see you up and about."
Gatomon nodded. "I'm must thank you for saving me."
Devimon smiled. "We can't have our second in command being deleted now can we."
"Be quiet you fool." Gatomon snarled. "No one is supposed to know that I'm not in charge."
"Don't worry, the secret is only known to you, me, and out guest." Devimon backed out of the room and a darkened figure entered in a flurry of bats. "I've had these halls cleared out for three levels. No one will be eavesdropping on you conversation, and I will be guarding outside." Devimon back out of the room, and shut the doors.
Gatomon got up and walked over, and knelt to the newly arrived figure. "Welcome back, master."