Notes: I don't know, I just thought of it at the spur of the moment. I really wanted to write a vs. before but I never could really find the right match. Then it occurred to me, Black WarGreymon and Mewtwo are perfect! Both have had trouble getting along with others, both of them have a dark past that includes being created by humans, both have risked (sacrificed) their lives for others, and both of them are so freakishly powerful! So let's get it on!

Reflecting Shadows: Black WarGreymon vs. Mewtwo

The Warrior Returns

By D1

The Digital World: East Quadrant: Hightenview Terrace Digiport

It was a dreary evening. Thick gray clouds hung low and nearly blocked out the sickening pale crescent moon that hung in the digital sky. In the distance, lighting flashed and was answered by a deep, ominous role of thunder. Through the darkness, a hulking puke-green humanoid figure marched steadily along, going nowhere in particular. It was then that he sensed it. A strange and unusual swarm of data began to gather somewhere nearby. A Digimon was being reborn.

Easy pickings. The Mega Digimon thought. Drawing his huge ax, the Boltmon-for that was what he was, began to follow the trail of energy, hoping to kill the reborn Digimon and absorb its data quickly for itself. Making his way through the rocky outcroppings, Boltmon soon came upon his prey, lying facedown in the dirt and obviously unconscious. Strange. The Boltmon thought. Normally Digimon become Digieggs again. This one reconstituted into its final form. No matter, I can easily take this one out like all the others. Boltmon had never seen any Digimon like this before. It was humanoid (sort of), approximately his own size, and was as black as the night itself. Must be a Devimon or something. Raising the ax it wielded, Boltmon brought it down on the unmoving Digimon crying, " Tomahawk Crunch!" CLANG! The echo was heard for miles around and painfully pierced the ears of all who heard it. Foolishly dropping his weapon, Boltmon cupped his hands over his ears to block out the noise. Despite what should have been a killing blow, the attack seemed to have no effect on the Digimon's armor. Not even a scratch. It did however, awaken the Digimon. Before Boltmon knew what was happening, a powerful black claw shot out, grabbed him by the throat, and held him in the air, letting his feet dangle. Suddenly his helpless prey didn't seem so helpless anymore. A brief flash of lightning illuminated the area for only a split second, but that was all it took for the face to be etched in Boltmon's mind for the rest of his numbered days. He had seen the face before. He recognized the demon-like horns, the black and gray armor, the spiky yellow hair, and most hauntingly of all, the piercing fearsome eyes.

" B-b-b-black WarGreymon!" stuttered a terrified Boltmon. The name of the infamous Black WarGreymon was known throughout all regions of the Digital World. The Dark Mega Digimon born of a hundred control spires, who journeyed on his self-appointed quest to find his purpose in life, ruthlessly destroying anyone who got in his way. Many of Boltmon's companions had faced their ends looking into this particular face. " I thought you were dead!" Boltmon gasped.

" I thought I was too." A deep rough voice answered gravely. " But it seems that fate had other plans." At that moment Boltmon hoped that Black WarGreymon would simply let him go, but the Dragon Warrior Digimon was not known for mercy. " It isn't nice to attack fallen Digimon like that. I'm afraid I can't allow you to do it again." With that, he threw Boltmon to the ground. Before the Digimon could scream out in horror, Black WarGreymon plunged his right gauntlet (the claw-like weapons on his arms, these specific kind of gauntlets are called Dramon Destroyers) into his attacker's chest. Boltmon's eyes bulged wide and foam flecked his lips. The body and mind were already dead. After a brief moment of trembling, the Digimon burst into data that was quickly assimilated into Black WarGreymon, who needed all the energy he could get in order to return to full health.

So I'm not so different from other Digimon after all. He thought to himself after checking over his reconfigured body. Still, the ability to reform like other Digimon doesn't prove that I am one. I didn't even go back to a Digiegg. But my purpose is still unknown. What is the meaning of my existence? With nothing more important to think about, Black WarGreymon simply sat there in deep thought for the rest of the night, never moving once. A passer bye may have assumed that he was merely a dark statue. Finally, the bright sun rose into the morning sky, he stirred from the deep meditation. It has been clear that though I have searched this world over, my life's meaning is not here. Since the gate my body once blocked is now open, I may be able to return to the real world and search there. The Digimon rose up from the ground to resume his journey, but another voice in his head stopped him. But I have searched the real world too, with the same, fruitless results. It reasoned. It would be a waste of time to remain in either worlds. So where am I to go? It was then that a memory dawn on to him. Back when he still rampaged, and when Arukenimon was still at large.

(Flashback)

He had come across the strange Clockmon who was trying to access a Digiport in a deep ravine.

" Fool, do you actually think that fleeing to the real world will save you from my wrath?" he had said.

The mechanical Digimon merely grinned. " It all depends on where I go. You can search a real world all you like, but the Digiworld is connected to infinite realities. It would take you eons to find me in one of them."

(End Flashback)

Black WarGreymon killed Clockmon of course, and thought nothing more of the matter. But now the memory has resurfaced, and it began to plague the powerful Digimon's mind. " What if it is true?" he said aloud. " What if there are other realities than only these two? Could the answer to my questions reside somewhere there?" Making up his mind, Black WarGreymon headed north, out of Azulongmon's territory and into the area of Ebonwumon the turtle.

Somewhere in the Johto Region

Deep at night, while the large city still bustled with life below, vicious dreams haunted a lone soul. Alone in his hideaway, Mewtwo-the most powerful Poke`mon in the world tossed and turned in his sleep. For the past week, the same disturbing vision had been the reason that the super-clone could not rest. With a jolt, he awoke and sat strait up; a cold sweat covered his stressed and panting body. Searching the deep recesses of his mind, the Poke`mon tried once again to recall the vague images of his nightmare. At first, when it all started, the faces were blurry and nearly impossible to remember, but now, they became sharper and more vivid, leaving marks through Mewtwo's subconscious. He dreamed of facing the man called Giovanni and his Team Rocket for the third time. What are my dreams trying to tell me? More troubling however, was the second face in his visions. A dark warrior from another plane of existence, with demon-like horns, a protective iron mask and a destructive power that rivaled his own. This terrifying incarnation would always follow Mewtwo throughout the dream, calmly or violently, always asking for help. Always Mewtwo would not know what to do and the demon would always respond by attacking humans and Poke`mon alike. Hundreds of voices would scream out in terror as they were incinerated. Finally, the monster would remove the metal mask he wore and Mewtwo would see a very familiar face, his own.

Digital World: North Quadrant: Viridian Digiport

" Hurry my lord, hurry!" a Unimon called out urgently to his master. With all his strength, Ebonwumon hauled his massive tree-covered body across the ground at a feebly slow pace into the clearing with both of his twin heads panting heavily. I made it just in time. He thought as he saw the dark figure land in front of him. " Black WarGreymon! You're suppose to be dead."

" That's what many Digimon have been saying, but you'll find that I am very much alive."

" Turn away from here, this is not where you belong."

Black WarGreymon's eyes seemed to grin. " You are right about one thing, I don't belong here. That's why I am going to use the Digiport behind you to find a place I do belong in. Now step aside."

" You will have to go through me first." The old Guardian announced defiantly.

" I have traveled for a week, opposed and without rest. I will not let you stand in my way now!" With that statement, Black WarGreymon charged, ready to reduce Ebonwumon to ribbons. Both of his heads bellowing, the turtle also charged; but just as they were about to clash, Black WarGreymon simply leapt over his foe's head and landed behind him. Now nothing was in his way. Before Ebonwumon or Unimon could do anything to stop him, Black WarGreymon accessed the Digiport and in a flash of brilliant light, was gone.

" Should we follow him sir?" Unimon asked.

The turtle shook his two heads. " We have yet to discover a way to return from that reality. Besides, it's that reality's turn to deal with him."

Viridian Forest

" Gaaaahhh! What kind of Poke`mon is that!!??" a boy shouted. 'That` referred to the large, black form that appeared right in front of his campsite.

" How should I know Donnie?" his female companion said. " Check your Poke`dex." Black WarGreymon stared at the strange pair as the boy, who wore a yellow T-shirt, red jeans, and had spiky blond hair, flip open a hand-sized red object.

" No data." A computerized voice said right before it began to go crazy. Static fizzing sounds emitted from the machine while it began shouting, " Error! Error!" The it went totally quiet when smoke began rising from within it.

" Aaah! My new Poke`dex!" he cried.

" What's wrong now?" the female asked. She too had blond hair and wore a blue bubblegum sweater that went with a pink skirt.

" How should I know Fiona? It must be this new Poke`mon." Sensing no threat from the confused humans, Black WarGreymon decided to stay. I'm obviously in a backward, unadvanced place. He smile inwardly. The humans haven't even figured out how to keep a Digimon's electrical field from frying their computers.

" I know! Let's capture it and take it to Prof. Oak! If it is a new species then we'll be famous!" the girl suggested.

The boy agreed. " Right. poke`ball go!" the boy threw a purple and white sphere with a pink M on it struck Black WarGreymon's armor and he was instantly turned into data and sucked in. " Alright! I caught-uh, whatever it is!" the boy's happiness was short-lived however when his poke`ball exploded. Out of the smoke, Black WarGreymon reappeared. " What?? That was a Masterball. No Poke`mon can escape a masterball!"

" Donnie, he didn't just escape it, he blew it up!"

Black WarGreymon wasn't hurt by the ball or the explosion caused by his electrical field, but he still didn't like the idea of being captured. He was furious. How dare these humans attack me, I'll make them wish they had never been born.

" I think he's mad." The girl said referring to Black WarGreymon's advance.

" No problem sis. Let's weaken and then capture him. Electrode, I choose you!"

" Meganium, I choose you!" Two more balls opened up and revealed what appeared to Black WarGreymon to be a Thundermon without arms or legs, and green Brachiomon with leaves around its neck.

These must be what they call Poke`mon. He didn't have to think twice to guess what they wanted to.

" Electrode, use Rollout!"

" Meganium, Vinewhip!" Then ball charged forward in an attempt to run over Black WarGreymon who easily stopped it fast in his claws. The other Poke`mon unleaded tendrils from beneath its leaves and wrapped them around his neck in hopes of lifting him off the ground and constricting him. Of course, Black WarGreymon would not be beaten to easily. Meganium couldn't even lift him off the ground! Black WarGreymon grabbed the vine from around his neck with one hand and held the Electrode back with the other. Then, with the utmost ease, the Digimon pulled the vines forward, yanking Meganium off its feet. Lifting the vines once more, he hoisted the Poke`mon into the air and began swinging it around his head before finally slamming it down on the ground. The creature didn't move.

" Meganium!" the girl cried, rushing to its side.

" Electrode, Explosion!" The round Poke`mon glowed for a moment, then took itself out with blazing force. But when the smoke had cleared, the siblings were horrified to find the bombball Poke`mon unconscious while Black WarGreymon emerged virtually unscathed. With both of his foes dispatched, the Mega Digimon prepared to absorb their data the instant they burst apart, but instead the two humans somehow managed to recall the monsters back into their balls. His prey gone, Black WarGreymon turned his attention toward the trainers. The siblings huddled together in fear as Black WarGreymon approached. Standing ominously over them like a dark shadow, he was ready to disembowel them with one swipe of his claws.

Look at them, so helpless and weak, hovering together cowardly as if for safety.

Then the boy jumped up and stood between Black WarGreymon and his sister defiantly. " Don't worry sis, he won't get you as long as I'm here." It was a pathetic attempt to Black WarGreymon. Raising a claw, the Digimon prepared to eliminate the pair utterly; but an image stood in the way. A picture that had stayed his mind and that had plagued him for what seemed to be eons.

The flower. Why is it that this child reminds me of the flower? Of course, it wasn't the first time this happened. The same incident plagued him a long time ago, when a small Digidestined faced him alone, trying to protect a Destiny Stone and the entire world. Of course Black WarGreymon attacked, Paildramon saved the child just in time, but it wasn't what happened that confused the Digimon, it was why. Why is it that every time a human stands in my way, that flower returns to haunt me? During his first days of life, Black WarGreymon was utterly destroying an entire herd of control spire Mammothmon, when the final creature charged, a harmless little pink flower was in its path. Black WarGreymon risked damage that would have been staggering to any other creature, just to save the flower. But in the end, he ground the plant into the dirt himself. And even after that, he attacked the boy, though the child was only selflessly trying to protect the Destiny Stone. This boy here is just trying to protect is sister. But what does it matter. Black WarGreymon thought. They had tried to imprison me. But still, another voice in his mind argued against it. That they had no idea of what they were doing. Perhaps that flower was trying to tell me something. Only those who are truly deserving shall suffer my wrath. If I continued the same means of living here as I have in the Digital World, it wouldn't matter what reality I am in. I will never end my quest. With that thought in mind, the Digimon turned to leave. The two young trainers let out a sigh of relief, but it was cut short when Black WarGreymon suddenly whipped around and pressed the blades of his gauntlet against the children's throats. " You both will live for now, but do not cross me again. If the two of you should so much as speak a word about my existence to a single living soul, I will find you. And I will make you beg for death." A moment later, Black WarGreymon vanished into the darkest recesses of the Viridian Forest.