Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Really, I don't. Hey! Don't look
at me like that! You think I'm lying?

A Digimon SI Story.
by Mutsunokami

Early in the morning...

Beelzemon twitched as sunlight fell on his face. Quickly he came
to consciousness as part of his routine finally kicked in.

Beep!Beep!Beep!Bee- BLAM!!

Beelzemon groaned as he sat up and looked at the now useless alarm
clock. He returned his Berenjena gun to it's leg holster and wiped his
mouth, trying to get rid of that dead frog taste. The door opened and
Pixie came into the room, took one look at the alarm clock and threw
a stern look at the sheepish bounty hunter, who shrugged.

"Sorry, Pixie. Old habits die hard."

Pixie rolls her eyes and retreats from the room. Soon enough,
after eating a large breakfast, Beelzemon walked out with Pixie in tow
out to the Black Sheep. He put the key in the ignition and looked at
Pixie. "Still time to back out. Mom and Dad would like to see you
again, you know."

Pixie shook her head no, grinned, and latched onto his arm. He
laughed and turned the key, starting the engine. Zooming down the
empty lane, he looked around at the neighborhood, trees zipping by on
his right. *Last time I might ever look at this old place for a while.*
He opened the throttle a bit more to get to his destination faster.
Very soon the two travellers reached the coordinates given to them,
which was just a handful of miles from their house. Beelzemon stopped
the motorcycle just a few feet shy of where he could see the digital
trail end in thin air. He took in a long breath and blew it back out
his teeth.

"Here we go, Pixie. Ready?"

"Pui!"

"Okay." Beelzemon raised his hands and held his palms facing the
end of the trail. "Dimension Destroyer!"

SCHRAAK!! The bolts of force ripped at the air in front of him,
crackling with ferocity as a hole opened up. Soon it was large enough
to travel through. Beelzemon concentrated, making sure that the trail
did indeed go through this hole. *Yup. There it is.* Over the noise
he shouted. "HANG ON!!" He revs the engine and shoots forward at the
hole. The bounty hunter and child disappear into the hole, which
closes right behind them.

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In the middle of the desert a confrontation was taking place.
Piximon growled as Piedmon smirked down at him. MetalSeadramon was
about to lunge at the little Ultimate when a flash followed by a loud
bang occured. All looked at the strange sight of a biker riding a
large black motorcycle bearing the words 'Black Sheep.' Also, this
individual had a small pink splotch attached to his shoulder.
Machinedramon growled at the interruption.

"Who, may I ask, are you? I did not plan on extras entering my
little play at the last moment," Piedmon stated. The biker looked over
at him. Then looked over at the rest of the Dark Masters, and finally
laid eyes on Piximon. He turned his gaze back to Piedmon and smirked.

"The Wild 'Mon of Borneo." The little pink thing giggled. Piedmon's
face stayed in a calm, collected mask, hiding the irritation at this...
interloper. He turned to MetalSeadramon and in an almost bored tone
told him to destroy the pest.

"My pleasure," rumbled MetalSeadramon. He lunged for the biker who
jumped off the bike. MetalSeadramon changed course and caught the biker
in his mouth and began to clamp down. The biker managed to get in a
position to hold the giant's mouth open. He turned his head and looked
for Pixie.

"PIXIE!! Get that little pink volleyball outta here! I'll take care
of these mooks!"

Pixie nodded and gathered up a protesting Piximon in a heart-shaped
bubble, then zoomed off into the distance. Beelzemon then brought his
full attention to the situation. He let go with his right hand, pulled
out his shoulder Berenjena and aimed it down MetalSeadramon's throat.

"Hot Lunch!!" He pulled the trigger and- BLAM!! MetalSeadramon
suddenly opened his mouth wide and roared in pain, incidentally
dropping his quarry. The great golden dragon began thrashing around,
nearly taking Puppetmon's head off with one of his great metal fins.
Puppetmon yiped and ducked, then took off for the other side of the arena.
Piedmon just stared at the commotion, with Machinedramon trying not to
chuckle at his comrade's plight. Beelzemon landed next to Puppetmon.

"Hey! I'll get you for what you did! Puppet Pummel!!" The little
puppet brought his hammer down on Beelzemon, or at least tried to. His
target dodged and kicked Puppetmon in the head, then threw him into a
wall. Puppetmon slumped down to the floor.

"Trump Sword!" Beelzemon turned to face the new threat, pulling
out his other Berenjena gun and taking quick aim at the swords flying
his way.

"Double Impact!!" Both bullets left their guns and time slowed
down for the split second it took for them to reach their targets, the
two swords flying straight for Beelzemon. Time went back to normal and
the bullets struck the swords, sending them off into the wall. Piedmon
stood there looking somewhat impressed. He then leaned casually against
the wall and smirked.

"Nice shooting. May I have the pleasure of knowing who I am now
fighting?" Beelzemon smirked, but didn't lower his guns.

"My name... is Beelzemon. Mega level. Virus type. Demon Lord
Digimon. I'm also a bounty hunter."

Piedmon's interest suddenly perked up. "I say, you wouldn't happen
to want a job right now, eh? It may be profitable."

Beelzemon frowned. "Sorry. I'm already on a mission. So I'll have
to turn you down."

"A pity. I guess I'll have to kill you, anyway, for letting Piximon
get away from us." Machinedramon rumbled in agreement. MetalSeadramon
recovered from the blast he took and glared at Beelzemon. Seeing what
was going on, Machinedramon's eyes glowed red.

"Target Acquired." The huge Giga Cannons swung forward into a
firing position. Beelzemon glanced behind him at a very angry looking
MetalSeadramon.

"Aw, fudgenuts."

"Giga Cannon!!" "River of POWER!!"

The resulting explosion was impressive, though only a few were
around to see it. The Digidestined, who were the farthest away,
assumed the worst and began to mourn for their friend, Piximon.
Pixie and Piximon were not quite that far away and stared at the
explosion. Pixie suddenly looked worried for her adopted father. And
the Dark Masters were all watching the dust cloud as it cleared away,
revealing...

A somewhat smoking (not cigarettes, mind you) and scorched looking
Beelzemon who was making a getaway on the motorcycle. Machinedramon
moved to follow, but tripped on MetalSeadramon's tail and fell onto
Puppetmon, who was not at all happy with the situation. Piedmon just
stared at them before sighing in exasperation.

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A good distance away, Piximon watches little Pixie pace in the air.
He is curious about the little Digimon. It isn't like any other he has
seen before and merely observes. Finally, a motorcycle is heard in the
distance. Pixie looks up and cries out in joy at the familiar shape of
Beelzemon and the Black Sheep. Beelzemon comes to a slow stop beside
Pixie and Piximon. The little Mega latches onto him, babbling.

"Easy, Pixie! Don't I always come back?"

"Pipuupopuiii..."

Beelzemon hugs her with one arm, whispering soothing words. "I know
you were worried, but I always keep my promises." Piximon chooses this
moment to interrupt the scene.

"Excuse me, fine sir, but I must thank you for the timely rescue!
I am Piximon, a Digimon trainer. May I have the pleasure of knowing the
identity of my rescuers?"

Beelzemon grins mischievously. "Yup. I'm Beelzemon. A Demon Lord
Digimon. This little sprite here is Pixie, a MarineAngemon."

Piximon is silent for a moment before managing to speak. "A...
Demon Lord Digimon? Quite... unexpected. Your's must be quite the
tale."

Beelzemon nods at that. "Yeah, but that's for another time. You
got a place you can stay where those kettleheads can't find you?"

"Why, yes. But what about you? I'm sure they will seek you out for
revenge."

Beelzemon just looks at Piximon with a questioning look. Piximon
sighs. "Yes, I know you are a virus, and I wouldn't ordinarily trust you,
but... you did save my life. And you must not be all that bad if that
little Digimon with you likes you so much."

Both look down at Pixie, who is now sleeping on Beelzemon. Both
look at each other and share an awkward grin.

"Okay. Lead the way, Shorty."

"This way, then. And don't call me Shorty."

Piximon flies off into the nearby forest with Beelzemon close behind.
The little Ultimate leads them to a lake out in the forest and stops. He
then dips his staff into the water and it pulses with light. Soon, the
water parts and reveals a set of steps leading down to a small traditional
house on the lake bottom. Beelzemon gets off his bike and hides it in
the bushes and Pixie sleepily watches. Piximon turns to them both.

"Please do not reveal the whereabouts of this place to anyone."

"Sure. Won't say a word to anyone. Right, Pixie?"

"Puipui!"

Reaching the bottom of the steps they were greeted by a little old
man in strange robes.

"Gennai! It is good to see you, my friend."

"And I am glad you got away from the Dark Masters. Thank you for
your help." Gennai turns his attention to Beelzemon and Pixie. "I
thank you for rescuing Piximon."

"No problem. I hope you don't mind, but Pixie and I'd like to
spend the night here."

"Of course, Beelzemon, if you don't mind telling us your story."

Beelzemon looks at Gennai in surprise. "Certainly. Inside,
though. Pixie is a bit tired from all the excitement. How did you
know who I was?"

"I'm a researcher of sorts, so I know quite a lot about Digimon
and this world. Where are my manners? Come inside and have a seat."

Inside, the assorted Digimon sat down at a low table loaded with
food. In the corner, Pixie was asleep on a large pillow. Beelzemon
was finishing up with relating the recent history of his world and his
mission. Gennai nodded everysooften and Piximon sat in rapt attention.
He finished and everyone was quiet for a moment. Gennai finally broke
the silence.

"So. Your world is now filled with Digimon and no humans. And
this digital trail you were tracking comes here?" Beelzemon nodded.
"I see. I shall endeavor to help you in any way I can, but what
happened to your world is really beyond my experience."

"I thought as much. But any help I can get is welcome."

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask. How did you and Pixie meet?
It is very unusual for two Digimon of opposite types to travel together
and get along so well." Beelzemon looked uncomfortable for a moment.

"That's kinda personal. I don't like talking about it myself. I
don't want to bring up any bad memories for Pixie."

"Pui." Beelzemon looks over at Pixie. "Puupi pei po."

"You sure?" Pixie nods solemnly. "Alright, Pix, but maybe you
should go outside and feed the fish while we talk. Okay?"

Pixie looks relieved and zooms over to the kitchen, picks up a bag
of salted popcorn and flies out the window. Beelzemon watches her
progress and sighs as she exits. He turns back to the puzzled Gennai
and closes his eyes.

"So. Where should I start? I know. It all started when I got a
job to track down a Digimon out in the Midwest..."

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Author's Note:

I'm going to be evil and leave it at that for now. ^_^ Ja ne!