Yay! I finally managed to draw a non-crap piece of fanart!
"Huh? Where did that attack come from?" Ylanimon and Holyjyteymon looked around, and, seeing that no-one was anywhere near them, shrugged it off, and started exploring the internet. But they did not notice the dark figure hiding behind a data stream. 'Internet access terminated.' Shortly the sound of millions of bits of data bursting into pieces was to be heard faintly behind them. They turned and saw the 'super higway' disintergrating. "Looks like we're stuck here.""RAVAGED BREATH!" Ylanimon was sent flying to the side, and Holyjyteymon, sensing danger, istinctively shot at the dark shape that seemed to have shot at Ylanimon: "HOLY BLAST!" The attack hit the figure, and blasted it where they could see it properly. It was covered by a black, hooded cloak. The only things not covered by the cloak were the scythes on the ends of it's arms. "APOCALYPSE BLAST!" "HOLY BLAST!" The attacks both hit it at the same time, and it was sent reeling back. Holyjyteymon took out her twin swords and flew to the digimon(Emon), and brought the sword down over it's head... "DESTROYED BEAUTY!" An immense blast flew just over Emon's head and Holyjyteymon's blade connected with it sending both attacks of course: The beam of red light off at an angle, and the sword, moved by the blast, missing Emon. Ylanimon reacted as soon as he caught a glimpse of the blast, and had fired at the attacker, Imon, by the time the attacks were at the verge of connecting: "APOCALYPSE BLAST!" As soon as the blast left his cannon, he flew at Emon at his top speed, and his sword found it's mark, piercing him through the chest. Holyjyteymon, knowing it was useless to attack Emon anymore, fired at Imon, summoning every ounce of her power into the attack: "KAMEKAZE HIT!" Imon dodged it, but it turned and flew at him. Thinking he had gotten away, he didn't move, and he turned round just soon enough to see the cause of his own demise. He burst into bits of data. All while this happened Ylanimon was still in the position he had killed Emon in: the sword through his chest. Now he took it out, and Emon began to dissolve. They stayed there awhile, not knowing what to do, and finally Ylanimon spoke: " Well, I guess we should just keep looking for an exit. As if in response to his statement, a voice rang out: 'Commence download!' They immediately lost sight of everything, and when they regained their sight, they saw that they were somewhere they had been in so long ago: the land of data, the place the went to when Apocalymon deleted them. Then they lost sight of everything again, and when they regained it they were in the digital world, over a cliff. In the middle of the air, something happened. As if going down the drain, the very reality of the place was swirling around and being sucked in, and eventually a hole formed in the air. A shape was forming inside, and as it began clearer, a creature seen only in nightmares becam a reality. A cloak, black, a skeletal body, visibly thin underneath the cloak, a shadow-covered face, and skeletal hands gripping a scythe: Omon, death, the grim reaper. He was the only thing standing between them and Darkemisinmon. He was slightly more powerful than Emisinmon had been, and more than a match for both of them combined.
"Huh? Where did that attack come from?" Ylanimon and Holyjyteymon looked around, and, seeing that no-one was anywhere near them, shrugged it off, and started exploring the internet. But they did not notice the dark figure hiding behind a data stream. 'Internet access terminated.' Shortly the sound of millions of bits of data bursting into pieces was to be heard faintly behind them. They turned and saw the 'super higway' disintergrating. "Looks like we're stuck here.""RAVAGED BREATH!" Ylanimon was sent flying to the side, and Holyjyteymon, sensing danger, istinctively shot at the dark shape that seemed to have shot at Ylanimon: "HOLY BLAST!" The attack hit the figure, and blasted it where they could see it properly. It was covered by a black, hooded cloak. The only things not covered by the cloak were the scythes on the ends of it's arms. "APOCALYPSE BLAST!" "HOLY BLAST!" The attacks both hit it at the same time, and it was sent reeling back. Holyjyteymon took out her twin swords and flew to the digimon(Emon), and brought the sword down over it's head... "DESTROYED BEAUTY!" An immense blast flew just over Emon's head and Holyjyteymon's blade connected with it sending both attacks of course: The beam of red light off at an angle, and the sword, moved by the blast, missing Emon. Ylanimon reacted as soon as he caught a glimpse of the blast, and had fired at the attacker, Imon, by the time the attacks were at the verge of connecting: "APOCALYPSE BLAST!" As soon as the blast left his cannon, he flew at Emon at his top speed, and his sword found it's mark, piercing him through the chest. Holyjyteymon, knowing it was useless to attack Emon anymore, fired at Imon, summoning every ounce of her power into the attack: "KAMEKAZE HIT!" Imon dodged it, but it turned and flew at him. Thinking he had gotten away, he didn't move, and he turned round just soon enough to see the cause of his own demise. He burst into bits of data. All while this happened Ylanimon was still in the position he had killed Emon in: the sword through his chest. Now he took it out, and Emon began to dissolve. They stayed there awhile, not knowing what to do, and finally Ylanimon spoke: " Well, I guess we should just keep looking for an exit. As if in response to his statement, a voice rang out: 'Commence download!' They immediately lost sight of everything, and when they regained their sight, they saw that they were somewhere they had been in so long ago: the land of data, the place the went to when Apocalymon deleted them. Then they lost sight of everything again, and when they regained it they were in the digital world, over a cliff. In the middle of the air, something happened. As if going down the drain, the very reality of the place was swirling around and being sucked in, and eventually a hole formed in the air. A shape was forming inside, and as it began clearer, a creature seen only in nightmares becam a reality. A cloak, black, a skeletal body, visibly thin underneath the cloak, a shadow-covered face, and skeletal hands gripping a scythe: Omon, death, the grim reaper. He was the only thing standing between them and Darkemisinmon. He was slightly more powerful than Emisinmon had been, and more than a match for both of them combined.