Chapter 3
{Same night, Renamon's and Impmon's Den}
while Renamon put Acheron in the bed cot they had 'acquired' a few moments ago, Impmon sat down on a small rock and examined an object in his hands. It is a black gun with two barrels instead of one. He turns it over again and again in his hands, thinking about his past, the only reminder of the time when he was Beelzemon. Tears start to form in his eyes as he remembers that time. The Power, the strength, his fury was unstoppable; he was almost omnipotent, destroying other megas like they were nothing. But that was nothing compared to the suffering he caused in his foolish quest for power. He destroyed so much because he thought to have power was to be strong, that the world had rolled him and he was just returning the favor. He had almost killed his love and instead had killed a valiant soul, only trying to protect his partner. And then Magidramon, Mercuramon, but finally he had been stopped by the Mega that was Takato and Guillomon combined, Gallantmon. Then saved by a girl who should have been the loudest supporter of his death, Jeri, because she had the courage to stop anyone from being hurt for what she thought was her fault and then nearly killing her later. Foolish girl. None of this was wrought by her, it was wrought by him. After that he realized how he had been beaten. Someone fighting for a cause they believed in is stronger than anyone fighting for nothing but themselves. Takato and Guillomon had been fighting for their friends, fighting to save Calumon, their families, and for each other. He Beelzemon had been fighting only for himself and that was how he had been beaten, even though he was stronger in the beginning. And then his role in the defeat of the D-Reaper When turned back to his rookie form, Impmon, he was relieved. He never thought he would ever want to digivolve back into what he had been, ever until tonight. Now the tears flowed freely down his cheeks until they were stopped by a furry, yellow, claw.
"What's wrong my love?" Renamon asked tenderly.
"I never thought I'd ever want to become that monster again, until tonight. When I saw that Devimon hit you with his attack I wanted to destroy him. I wanted to turn into Beelzemon and wipe those smug smiles of their faces. I wanted to obliterate them and absorb their data, then go, find out who sent them and destroy them as well." Impmon's voice quavered "And if I hadn't of fainted I might have. I could feel it building up inside me, feel him rising up to make me stronger. If it had continued I might just have digivolved and then I don't know what I might have done."
Impmon drooped his head ashamed of what he had almost done. Renamon brought him into a soft yet strong embrace and Impmon melted into it. Renamon slowly licked his face.
"shhh my love, rest. Even if you would have digivolved, it would have been different. Your different, you would have been in control, not the Beelzemon you were. I know you better than anyone my love, you're stronger than you realize. Always remember that no matter what, I will always love you" Renamon than kissed Impmon.
When the kiss was broken Impmon whispered "Thank you"
They lay there together all night, secure and comfortable in each other's loving embrace.
{Morning, Renamon and Impmon's den}
"Diamond Storm"
"BadaBoom"
The two sparred and trained in the morning. They made sure to keep up each other's skills by doing this every morning. Their attacks, though fatal to a human or weak rookie, would not injure the other if it connected; just cause a bit of pain. The two continually fired attacks at each other then dodged when they were retaliated upon. Impmon landed at the foot of the mouth of the cave from a dodge.
"Come on, Give me your best shot foxy" he jibed at her.
"Best shot eh hot stuff Diamond Storm" she smiled and delivered a full power attack. Impmon shot out of the quickly only to have a figure step out to take his place. They both stared in horror as the attack arced toward their savior of last night. That horror soon changed to a look of pure astonishment, as Acheron started moving. Acheron was a blur of motion as he twisted in place, dodging each individual shard as it came towards him. When he was done moving all the shards of diamond from the attack were lodged in the ground behind him, not a one disturbed or out of pattern.
Looking up at their gaping mouths he chuckled and said, "Well, as far as good mornings go I'd have to say that wins most original. No it's all right, you don't have to apologize, I'm fine. Thank you for your hospitality, I really should be going."
Before he could leave Renamon called out to him. "Wait, at least explain what happened last night."
"If you'll gather your little group, I'll explain what I know. I don't want to have to continually repeat myself," he stated.
Impmon nodded at his words" They should be gathering at the park in an hour, we could head there now."
"If it's alright with you I'll be there in an hour, I need some time to myself" Acheron said.
Both Renamon and Impmon nodded then sped through the trees. Without another word Acheron sat down and began to meditate.
{Park, Morning}
Half an hour ago the tamers and their digimon had met at the park to hear Acheron's story. They all are wondering where he is.
"He said he needed some time to himself, we respected his wishes. I'm sure he'll be here any minute", said Renamon responding to the questions on their collective savior of the night before.
"You would think he could at least be on time," replied Terriermon.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you patience is a virtue, besides you'd think a guy would be a little lenient to the one who saved his life the previous night" They all snapped their heads to the sound of the voice, seeing Acheron squatting down on the tree branch behind them. The tamers gasped in surprise but not as much as their digimon. Not a one of them had either heard, smelt, saw, or sensed his approach in any way and he was only five feet away from them. Lopmon and Terriermon had even been staring in his general direction.
"What? No how you do'in, jeez I feel so unwanted and I thought you guys wanted an explanation for what happened last night" he sprung up high in the air and somersaulted over their heads to a position directly behind them.
"I'm sorry, we were just wondering where you were" apologized Henry with an embarrassed look on his face, then looked up to see a small quirk of a smile hit Acheron's face.
"It's all right, I was just teasing anyway. So, I'm here now, what do you want to know"
"Why were that group of digimon in the park and why did they attack us?" asked Takato.
"It's been perty obvious what their types were but it's who the two individuals were that are important. The Digimon show in this world is reality in another. The Devimon and the Myotismon were the ones from the show. As for why they attacked you, I assume they thought you were a threat. It seems that the powers that be in the digital world have been a' little antsy after the whole D-Reaper mess." said Acheron.
"Wait," questioned Henry "you know about D-Reaper? How? We didn't see you their." Acheron looked slightly uneasy for a moment before replying.
"More than just two worlds felt the effect of the so called sovereign's true enemy," Stated Acheron, with a good deal of underlying bitterness and hatred. "Every world suffered destruction on one scale and in one form or another. Your world was lucky it only sustained as much damage as it did. A few worlds were totally eradicated, just snuffed out like candles. Arrogant sovereign, if they would have acted sooner it could have been avoided."
Kazu frowned and turned towards Acheron. "What do you mean arrogant sovereign. They didn't know much about D-Reaper and they sure as hell didn't know were it was, besides Azulongmon saved our lives and the other Sovereign helped us, you have no right to call them arrogant." Acheron snorted and turned his back to them. He then started speaking to them with his back turned.
"O how so quickly you forget about the past, about that jackassed phoenix that almost killed you all and as for Azulongmon if you knew of some of the things he's done you would eat your own words. The Sovereign PAH, there almost as bad as the Dark Masters, at least they don't try to pretend their something their not." Acheron was about to continue when Rika called out.
"You just said Dark Masters. You mean The Dark Masters, from the TV show?"
"Yes, Piedemon, Metalseadramon, Puppetmon, Machindramon. Who do you think sent that group after you? Your great sovereigns don't rule everything. All the things in your television shows are very straight on. Piedmon imprisoned the Sovereign until the blessed children trapped him in the Gate of Destiny, it's almost all true."
"Acheron, why do you hate Azulongmon so much?" Acheron spun around to look at the owner of that quiet voice, a voice that belonged to Jerry. "Hate and revenge never help anything, what ever he's done to you should let it go. All the hate will only eat you up inside if you don't forgive. I'm sure whatever he's done to make you hate him so much was for a good reason."
"So I suppose cradle robbing isn't a great evil, or murder for that matter and it was just so great how he equated it to the greater good. Whatever you think you know about suffering or hate or violence is worth nothing. None of you have any idea what real pain is, you haven't had the experience. Maybe Jerry can come close to real pain, loosing her partner, unwittingly feeding D-Reaper it's strength, that in theory comes close but did you destroy a friend? How many people did you lose who were close to you? I..." Acheron's facial expression changed upon looking at the unshed tears in Jerry's eyes, he turned his head away his eyes becoming pained and haunted once more "I'm sorry I had no right, It was a mistake for me to stay." Acheron turned and started walking towards the trees.
"Wait a minute, please, I just need to ask you one more question"
yelled Henry. Slowly Acheron turned to face Henry then nodded once. "Okay, how can a human do what you did last night"
"What makes you think I'm human?"
"Because the D-arc reads you as a human, not as a digimon."
"That's because I'm human and if you want the answer ask Azulongmon, he'll be able to explain it better then I can. Now I'm leaving, so try to stay out of trouble."
"On the contrary" said a strong feminine voice "You aren't going anywhere."
{Same night, Renamon's and Impmon's Den}
while Renamon put Acheron in the bed cot they had 'acquired' a few moments ago, Impmon sat down on a small rock and examined an object in his hands. It is a black gun with two barrels instead of one. He turns it over again and again in his hands, thinking about his past, the only reminder of the time when he was Beelzemon. Tears start to form in his eyes as he remembers that time. The Power, the strength, his fury was unstoppable; he was almost omnipotent, destroying other megas like they were nothing. But that was nothing compared to the suffering he caused in his foolish quest for power. He destroyed so much because he thought to have power was to be strong, that the world had rolled him and he was just returning the favor. He had almost killed his love and instead had killed a valiant soul, only trying to protect his partner. And then Magidramon, Mercuramon, but finally he had been stopped by the Mega that was Takato and Guillomon combined, Gallantmon. Then saved by a girl who should have been the loudest supporter of his death, Jeri, because she had the courage to stop anyone from being hurt for what she thought was her fault and then nearly killing her later. Foolish girl. None of this was wrought by her, it was wrought by him. After that he realized how he had been beaten. Someone fighting for a cause they believed in is stronger than anyone fighting for nothing but themselves. Takato and Guillomon had been fighting for their friends, fighting to save Calumon, their families, and for each other. He Beelzemon had been fighting only for himself and that was how he had been beaten, even though he was stronger in the beginning. And then his role in the defeat of the D-Reaper When turned back to his rookie form, Impmon, he was relieved. He never thought he would ever want to digivolve back into what he had been, ever until tonight. Now the tears flowed freely down his cheeks until they were stopped by a furry, yellow, claw.
"What's wrong my love?" Renamon asked tenderly.
"I never thought I'd ever want to become that monster again, until tonight. When I saw that Devimon hit you with his attack I wanted to destroy him. I wanted to turn into Beelzemon and wipe those smug smiles of their faces. I wanted to obliterate them and absorb their data, then go, find out who sent them and destroy them as well." Impmon's voice quavered "And if I hadn't of fainted I might have. I could feel it building up inside me, feel him rising up to make me stronger. If it had continued I might just have digivolved and then I don't know what I might have done."
Impmon drooped his head ashamed of what he had almost done. Renamon brought him into a soft yet strong embrace and Impmon melted into it. Renamon slowly licked his face.
"shhh my love, rest. Even if you would have digivolved, it would have been different. Your different, you would have been in control, not the Beelzemon you were. I know you better than anyone my love, you're stronger than you realize. Always remember that no matter what, I will always love you" Renamon than kissed Impmon.
When the kiss was broken Impmon whispered "Thank you"
They lay there together all night, secure and comfortable in each other's loving embrace.
{Morning, Renamon and Impmon's den}
"Diamond Storm"
"BadaBoom"
The two sparred and trained in the morning. They made sure to keep up each other's skills by doing this every morning. Their attacks, though fatal to a human or weak rookie, would not injure the other if it connected; just cause a bit of pain. The two continually fired attacks at each other then dodged when they were retaliated upon. Impmon landed at the foot of the mouth of the cave from a dodge.
"Come on, Give me your best shot foxy" he jibed at her.
"Best shot eh hot stuff Diamond Storm" she smiled and delivered a full power attack. Impmon shot out of the quickly only to have a figure step out to take his place. They both stared in horror as the attack arced toward their savior of last night. That horror soon changed to a look of pure astonishment, as Acheron started moving. Acheron was a blur of motion as he twisted in place, dodging each individual shard as it came towards him. When he was done moving all the shards of diamond from the attack were lodged in the ground behind him, not a one disturbed or out of pattern.
Looking up at their gaping mouths he chuckled and said, "Well, as far as good mornings go I'd have to say that wins most original. No it's all right, you don't have to apologize, I'm fine. Thank you for your hospitality, I really should be going."
Before he could leave Renamon called out to him. "Wait, at least explain what happened last night."
"If you'll gather your little group, I'll explain what I know. I don't want to have to continually repeat myself," he stated.
Impmon nodded at his words" They should be gathering at the park in an hour, we could head there now."
"If it's alright with you I'll be there in an hour, I need some time to myself" Acheron said.
Both Renamon and Impmon nodded then sped through the trees. Without another word Acheron sat down and began to meditate.
{Park, Morning}
Half an hour ago the tamers and their digimon had met at the park to hear Acheron's story. They all are wondering where he is.
"He said he needed some time to himself, we respected his wishes. I'm sure he'll be here any minute", said Renamon responding to the questions on their collective savior of the night before.
"You would think he could at least be on time," replied Terriermon.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you patience is a virtue, besides you'd think a guy would be a little lenient to the one who saved his life the previous night" They all snapped their heads to the sound of the voice, seeing Acheron squatting down on the tree branch behind them. The tamers gasped in surprise but not as much as their digimon. Not a one of them had either heard, smelt, saw, or sensed his approach in any way and he was only five feet away from them. Lopmon and Terriermon had even been staring in his general direction.
"What? No how you do'in, jeez I feel so unwanted and I thought you guys wanted an explanation for what happened last night" he sprung up high in the air and somersaulted over their heads to a position directly behind them.
"I'm sorry, we were just wondering where you were" apologized Henry with an embarrassed look on his face, then looked up to see a small quirk of a smile hit Acheron's face.
"It's all right, I was just teasing anyway. So, I'm here now, what do you want to know"
"Why were that group of digimon in the park and why did they attack us?" asked Takato.
"It's been perty obvious what their types were but it's who the two individuals were that are important. The Digimon show in this world is reality in another. The Devimon and the Myotismon were the ones from the show. As for why they attacked you, I assume they thought you were a threat. It seems that the powers that be in the digital world have been a' little antsy after the whole D-Reaper mess." said Acheron.
"Wait," questioned Henry "you know about D-Reaper? How? We didn't see you their." Acheron looked slightly uneasy for a moment before replying.
"More than just two worlds felt the effect of the so called sovereign's true enemy," Stated Acheron, with a good deal of underlying bitterness and hatred. "Every world suffered destruction on one scale and in one form or another. Your world was lucky it only sustained as much damage as it did. A few worlds were totally eradicated, just snuffed out like candles. Arrogant sovereign, if they would have acted sooner it could have been avoided."
Kazu frowned and turned towards Acheron. "What do you mean arrogant sovereign. They didn't know much about D-Reaper and they sure as hell didn't know were it was, besides Azulongmon saved our lives and the other Sovereign helped us, you have no right to call them arrogant." Acheron snorted and turned his back to them. He then started speaking to them with his back turned.
"O how so quickly you forget about the past, about that jackassed phoenix that almost killed you all and as for Azulongmon if you knew of some of the things he's done you would eat your own words. The Sovereign PAH, there almost as bad as the Dark Masters, at least they don't try to pretend their something their not." Acheron was about to continue when Rika called out.
"You just said Dark Masters. You mean The Dark Masters, from the TV show?"
"Yes, Piedemon, Metalseadramon, Puppetmon, Machindramon. Who do you think sent that group after you? Your great sovereigns don't rule everything. All the things in your television shows are very straight on. Piedmon imprisoned the Sovereign until the blessed children trapped him in the Gate of Destiny, it's almost all true."
"Acheron, why do you hate Azulongmon so much?" Acheron spun around to look at the owner of that quiet voice, a voice that belonged to Jerry. "Hate and revenge never help anything, what ever he's done to you should let it go. All the hate will only eat you up inside if you don't forgive. I'm sure whatever he's done to make you hate him so much was for a good reason."
"So I suppose cradle robbing isn't a great evil, or murder for that matter and it was just so great how he equated it to the greater good. Whatever you think you know about suffering or hate or violence is worth nothing. None of you have any idea what real pain is, you haven't had the experience. Maybe Jerry can come close to real pain, loosing her partner, unwittingly feeding D-Reaper it's strength, that in theory comes close but did you destroy a friend? How many people did you lose who were close to you? I..." Acheron's facial expression changed upon looking at the unshed tears in Jerry's eyes, he turned his head away his eyes becoming pained and haunted once more "I'm sorry I had no right, It was a mistake for me to stay." Acheron turned and started walking towards the trees.
"Wait a minute, please, I just need to ask you one more question"
yelled Henry. Slowly Acheron turned to face Henry then nodded once. "Okay, how can a human do what you did last night"
"What makes you think I'm human?"
"Because the D-arc reads you as a human, not as a digimon."
"That's because I'm human and if you want the answer ask Azulongmon, he'll be able to explain it better then I can. Now I'm leaving, so try to stay out of trouble."
"On the contrary" said a strong feminine voice "You aren't going anywhere."