PeterN: Thanks once again with the reviews.
Space Dragon – They might not be GREATER Greater Daemons, I think some clarification sections may be needed. Six thousand years old and you ask whether he's human? Then again, with that weird area you never know. Well here's your next fix ^_^.
Emma/Ems – Kabuterimon was inside the mountain from the point of view we have. Looks like I half killed Mimi again, I don't hate her really, despite the number of times she gets killed, half-killed, or knocked out. It looks like this fic is going to become slightly Mimato, whether I want it to be or not.
{Death} – No way am I putting Chaos Space Marines, Space Marines, Eldar, Dark Eldar, Orks, Imperial Guard, Sisters of Battle, Necrons, and Tyrannids in this. Next I suppose you'll want me to put the Chaos Gods in the battle.
Theo 'Blitz' Leung – You like Vortex Grenades too much I think ^_^, although glad you liked that line even if it does make you wonder what drugs Mr Patterson is on. I hate the way you get to watch the digimon episodes before me .. Glad you like my cliffhangers, especially if you normally hate them. And keep writing your fic, the more good fics the better!
Immaterium (Part 11)
Mr Patterson walked towards the room again. Two visits to this office in such a short space of time. And both times bearing bad news. He knocked on the door and entered, instead of the usual gloom of the office a giant monitor wall lit the room. On it was all the information he had been going to tell to his boss.
"Mr Patterson." He said turning round to face him. "I expected you after I saw this. You're not yet experienced enough to understand these anomalies."
"What do you mean sir? Surely these show that there is a concentration of extremely powerful Greater Daemons in one dimension."
"No Mr Patterson. It doesn't. Daemons are not like us. Beings made of matter have the same strength and endurance regardless of what type of dimension they are in. Daemons, however, have different strengths, endurances, even sizes depending upon the type of dimension they are in. You were not alive at the time of the Great Xenophobic Wars, were you?"
"No sir. I have studied them in great detail though. Every candidate for this facility had to."
"I am not questioning your qualifications. There is much classified data on the Great Xenophobic Wars, data that even I don't have access to. Much of this data I know of because I took part in the Wars. How many dimensions do we have catalogued Mr Patterson?"
"A little over thirty trillion, do you want me to look up the exact number sir?"
"No, no. Now, how many of them are matter based? And how many ficton based?"
"Just the Immaterium is ficton based as far as I know. If there were another then the Daemons would be able to inhabit more dimensions freely. Every other dimension is matter based."
"Check the scans again. This dimension they are inhabiting is data based. A mixture of matter and ficton based. In these places Daemons become more powerful given time. And the longer they are left the more powerful they get, the same as in the Immaterium itself. We have to exterminate the other Daemons before their strength grows too large."
Patomon and Biyomon stared in awed silence at the lingering cloud of dust settling over everything in sight. Grit and rocks from the now destroyed hill rained down from the sky, wreaking vengeance on the creatures that had destroyed it. Oblivious to the pelting Patomon and Biyomon watched where the tunnel exit they had escape from used to be. Nothing could be seen there, dust storms blocked the sight like swirling tempests of anger.
As one they flew into the whirling winds to try and rescue their friends, if there was anything of them left to rescue.
"Kabuterimon! Joe! Mimi!" They shouted out over and over again as they rushed towards the seemingly endless pile of rubble. "Where are you?" They reached the site of destruction; there was no indication of any tunnels. There was no indication of the hill apart from memory. Slowly they moved rocks away, hoping they were uncovering the right places. Every second wasted was another second in which their friends could die.
A spot of colour. Out of place in the bleak stony terrain. Red. Blood red. "Biyomon! Over here!" Patomon shouted through the increasing roar of the wind. The hill wanted to claim some lives for its own destruction. The wind picked up, rocks swirling about in a dance of death.
There, on a large rock was a trail of blood coming from a hand. They struggled to lift the rock. It was too firmly stuck, the wind now forcing it down. "We can't move it! What do we do?" Patomon screamed above the rage of the tempest.
"Attack it! Spiral Twister!" The attack born out of pure desperation smashed into the rock, doing little more than denting it.
"Boom Bubble!" The bubble hit the bottom of the rock dislodging stones and dust, stones rolled down taking larger rocks in their path along as well. The cascade of rocks collapsed the wall opening up a small tunnel still surviving in the rubble.
"In here…." A voice drifted out of it, distorted beyond recognition by the lingering echo.
"Motimon! Gomamon! You're safe!" Biyomon shouted as she saw them safe in the small section of surviving tunnel. "Where are Joe and Mimi?" She looked up to follow their gazes. Lodged against the wall they were jammed unconscious, Joe with one side of his body covered by rocks and Mimi with her legs trapped. Both were at awkward angles and probably passed out from pain rather than damage.
Together they set about the arduous task of freeing the two trapped humans. Slowly they freed them, surprised to find that the only damage was a gash along Joe's arm where a jagged rock had fallen into it. The tempest had died down to a calm breeze outside, although it was still freezing cold and dark from the huge quantities of dust and rocks blocking the sun. They dragged Mimi and Joe back to where their friends were and collapsed into sleep, thoroughly exhausted from the battle and rescuing their friends.
Deep within the rubble of the destroyed hill a phosphorescent green and yellow gas slowly filtered through the debris field. It floated up into the atmosphere, invisible inside the dust clouds that blocked out light.
A brilliant flash of pure energy would have been seen if anyone had been awake and a scream of pain emanated from the gas. There were more blinding flashes and screams of pain as the gas dissipated, slowly stopping as the gas disappeared completely.
Izzy shot up as pain cruised through his body. He tried to embrace the painless comfort of slumber, but failed as every part of his body screamed in protest at the slightest movement of his limbs. His scream of pain joined with six others in a cacophony of sadism as he woke the others up. All the humans feeling the same pain as Izzy, they quickly stayed still and the pain eased enough for them to breathe again.
"Wh-what happened?" Tai asked, the last thing he remembered was an explosion of putrid greens and yellows, followed by the bliss of oblivion.
"We won." Patomon said, flying over to TK. "When MetalGreymon blasted that blob it exploded and knocked you all out. Me, Birdramon, and Kabuterimon were fine. Probably that gunk protected us somehow."
Matt stood up as he realised that the pain had disappeared suddenly, he shook his head to clear the fog out his mind. Then he saw what used to be the hill and stared at it. The others followed his gaze, ten surprised looks staring at the largest pile of rubble they had ever seen. "We did that?" Matt asked slowly.
"Looks like it." Joe said. "I don't know how it didn't kill us, I don't remember leaving the cave."
"We got you out." Biyomon said. "Kabuterimon, Angemon, me, and Gomamon."
"Thanks guys, don't know what would have happened if you hadn't have helped." Matt said, the others said similar things, surprised how well their luck was holding out.
A powerful being watched them, listened to their conversation, listened to their thoughts. "It will not hold out much longer." It said to itself in its sweet melodic voice. "Not now that I want to have some fun with you, my little toys."
PeterN: Well, not hard to guess who's watching them if you know Warhammer 40,000. Please leave a review.