Wah! Ff.net had screwed up chapter 7! Argh! And I'm suffering from a writer's block, too! Must…have…coffee! While I'm recuperating from this total shock, read the new fic I wrote dealing after Tamers and the digital world is still a big hunk of rock. Who would restore it? I forgot…

"Dare to be remarkable" – Jane Gentry

For my Hero, Have I Loved Thee?

By The Dragon of Courage

Lost by Evil: Fladra's Secret

"Flamedramon? You can't be!" cried Flamedramon, his fists shaking, "I'm the real Flamedramon!"

"Didn't Raidramon teach you that you're in the world of the Digimental Tamers?" laughed the Angel as she spread her dark wings. Her skin was dark and white while her armor was consisted of blue, purple, and black. On her left eyes slit, a staggering scar was chiseled through the metal.

"Beelzebumon, untie him and follow me!"

After her Soldier untied him, Flamedramon collapsed on the floor. His muscles tensed as his wings flapped crazily on the floor. In Fladra's mind, a small flashback haunted his mind. Rubble. A large dragon was changing to fight a demon-like monster. A half-human and half-bird was seen. A girl was saved by a familiar digimon. He shook it off and it faded.

Beelzebumon reached down and grabbed Flamedramon by the wrists and pulled him up. He pushed the angel with his gun cocked at his bare skin towards the door and into a hallway, "Move along, angel freak. No funny business, including the wing flapping and the pink sludge dropping."

            "Well, you servant freak. I cannot believe that you are a mega and she is an armor, " Flamedramon snorted. Beelzebumon felt anger rising in his veins and then moved his gun towards his head, "Now, don't anger me or I'll blast your head off."

            Flamedramon gulped as he was carried against his will to a large chamber the size of two and a half soccer fields! Dim lights illuminated the chambered and he faced what seems to be an enormous machine consisted of dark towers and an orb surrounded by revolving rings. Small groups of digimon were toiling around it, fixing this and that.

            "Pretty nifty mechanism, isn't it?" said the Fallen Angel, "That's the same machine that created a virus in you and my slaves. It mutates the data, but you have not become the worthless slaves I have created.  I believed that the angel is in you."

            "RAUGH!" yelled Flamedramon as he was trying to free himself out of Beelzebumon's grasps, but then he saw eyes staring at him. Eyes that pitied him, but they had hope in them. One digimon held a bright blue glint in his armor. Flamedramon realized that they were the slaves and he vowed to free them.

            He was suddenly thrown back against one of the sixteen spires that surrounded revolving rings. Chains appeared out of nowhere and he was totally stuck to it. They wrapped around his neck, forearms, thighs, legs, and waist. He growled as a familiar digimon appeared at the Fallen Angel's side. SkullSatamon.

~*~*~*~Davis and the others~*~*~*

            "It's all my fault!" Gatomon cried as she pounded the earth, tears in her eyes, "If it weren't for my temper, Veemon would be with Davis and we are all happy in our homes!"

            "It's okay, Gatomon. We'll get him back," said Kari reassuringly.

            "It's not okay. He saved my life many times and I never knew it! If I was polite, I could have him back, but no. Flamedramon's gone."

            "Oh come on, Gatomon. Don't be such a pessimist! Flamedramon have hard times with stuff and he managed to pull through," said Davis, "He gave you that crystal of love, so you can forgive him."

            "He gave me that crystal?" she suddenly stopped crying and said in a quivering voice, "I thought Patamon did."

            "He won it in a food contest didn't he?" said a familiar digimon as it appeared suddenly at the back of the cave.

            "Who are you?" asked Davis in surprise, "One of the Fallen Angel's soldiers?"

            "Well, does a yellow fox with purple and white robes and is a Buddhist priest makes a good soldier? I say no," the fox giggled, "Taomon, at your service."

            Taomon bowed and Cody bowed back in respect. She said, "I'm a messenger of the Southern region of the Digital World. The Southern region and the East are waiting on Flamedramon's command. I know that he is stuck somewhere, but all digimon willing to fight for their rights to evolve is being readied at the temple which the prophecy speaks."

            "Hey, that's where we were going!" said Davis.

            "We should hurry on west!" said T.K.

            "Patamon digivolves to… Angemon!"

            The six-winged angel carried T.K. and Davis to the West. Wargreymon and Tai came second, and Ken, Yolei, Kari with Aquilamon and Stingmon came last. Davis turn around to look at the island and gasped, "Holy cow! There are hundreds of them!"

            T.K. turned around and said, "Talk about an army! Taomon is right."

            "Funny, T.P., how can Flamedramon lead an army like that while he can't control his own big mouth?"

            "Funny how his big mouth must have been rubbed off from you."

            On the island, Taomon smiled as she disappeared, "Let peace be with you, Sagittarimon."

            *~*~*~Flamedramon~*~*~

            "SkullSatamon, I want you to extract the Fire Angel from his host, mind you. I want it to be very painful," the Fallen Angel said as she looked at her dark, black gauntlet. The skeleton digimon nodded and turned towards the computer screen.

            "What are you gonna do to me?" Flamedramon demanded.

            "Well, first, I'm going to check if you have the Fire Angel and then we're going to take out the spirit, trap him, and slowly destroy him," she said as she approached the angel. She was face-to-face with him and Flamedramon noticed how butt ugly she was. Then unexpectedly she put her claws against the helmet Flamedramon wore and in a quick tug, it moved. He was startled by this act and he lunged at the angel, ignoring the chains. She just smiled and grabbed his neck, jerking the helmet off his face.

            Quickly, she slid it off his head and blade was still intact, leaving him blinking in the dim light. She tossed the helmet away, which was caught by Raidramon. Flamedramon saw his brother looking at him in pity and hoped for the best. The Fallen Angel looked directly into his eyes and smiled slyly, "My, Magnamon, you have grown up."

            "Why do you care?" he rolled his eyes and noticed that the sixteen spires is glowing a dark, purplish light.

            "Well, you and me have some unusual tie," she chuckled as she touched his soft, blue face. Then she tapped his white snout. He growled as he tried to move his head around to avoid her claws, "Don't touch me."

            "Madam, the NDM is ready," SkullSatamon announced. The Fallen Angel whipped her body around and smiled, "I'll do the control."

            "As you wish, master," he bowed. Flamedramon made a sour face.

            Master? What a freak.

            The Angel looked at the computer and then turned a large dial slowly. The black towers were humming while they glowed brighter. The rings started to revolve around an object that looked like it was covered in white goop. Flamedramon turned his head left and right, fearing something that might not hurt him physically, but mentally.

            Uh oh.

            I believe that this is going to hurt.

            Great. Just great. I'm trying to save the world and I can't beat a stupid machine?

            Then, it happened. Purple electricity course through Flamedramon's chains and enter his body. It was so suddenly, that he was in total shock.

            Shimata…it hurts.

            "Ow," he said as the angel smiled. He felt his skin burning as the pain subsided, but instead, it continued on.

            Argh! The pain! Make it stop!

            We can do this! We can fight it! It hurts, but we are strong!

            Fladra! Can't you feel it?

            Yes, barely. If you think something else, it would not hurt.

            I'll try.

            Flamedramon closed his eyes and thought about the beginning of his journey. The Fallen angel noticed how Flamedramon struggled to endure it and she flipped a switch. Flamedramon then saw was supposed to be long gone destroyed with his own eyes. The large, digimon with the lust to destroy the digital world: Malomyotismon. He tried to erase the picture, but it felt so real.

            No way…

            What do you mean? Flamedramon! Your seeing things! Snap back to normal!

            I can't he is just too real!

            Flamedramon! Pull your self together! It's the stupid machine that doing this AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!

            Then MaloMyotismon disappeared and then, there are those two figures that he never had forgotten. Flamedramon growled and sputtered as the figures danced in his mind.

            "Arukenimon…Mummymon…" he muttered wide-eyed. The Fallen Angel smiled as she spotted a red, bird-like aura around Flamedramon and on the middle of his fore head, the three triangles surrounding the fourth on each side appeared. "It's time to release the Fire Angel."

            AAAAHHHHHHH!!! The pain! I'm feeling it!  It's too powerful! Flamedramon! Where are you?

            Stop it Fladra, they are alive. I have lost. I can't do it! They are too real…

            Snap out of IIIIIIITTTTT!!!!

            The figures that materialized in Flamedramon's mind disappeared and then they were suddenly at a cliff. A young boy with navy blue hair was picking up shells as an older girl was at the top of the cliff. The girl was grim and was weeping for something she lost. The boy tried to cheer her up, but it was no avail. He said happily, "Don't worry, he'll come back."

            She said to him, "No, no, I lost him and I can't get him back, Fladra. I'll die partnerless because nobody cared for me but you and him."

            "No, please, don't cry. We will get him back," he said. "I promise. We'll go back and find him. He there somewhere."

            "I'm sorry Fladra! I'm very sorry. I can't take this pressure anymore. I can't. I have to…goodbye," she said tearfully as she walked to the edge of the cliff. Then she tipped herself over it and plummeted towards the sea. Fladra was trying to grab her, but then she was in no reach. He climbed off the dangerous mountain, trying to find where she fell to, but he couldn't find her. He stumbled off the hill and landed on the soft sand of the beach. He ran as his little feet could carry him. He was jumping rocks and then saw in horror. She disappeared. A tiny device was floating towards him. It was a blue D-3.

            He picked it up and stood there in silence as realization came to him. He cried and sobbed in fury as the ocean drowned out his sorrow, "FLAYDRAN!"

            The name echoed throughout the chamber as the Fallen angel heard the name.

            Flaydran? She's gone? No!

            Flaydran? Such a valueless name. Why hesitate?

            No, Fallen, she is my partner and you're the reason that a boy's life was destroyed. Once your cursed spirit is gone from my body, I will destroy you.

            "AARRAGH!" The fallen angel slammed her fist against the computer, creating large dents in the surface. Small drops of tear formed in her eyes. Then something seized her mentally and then she became cold-hearted and turned the black dial to the maximum power, as the aura grew brighter.

            Fladra's mind suddenly snapped as the death of his forgotten sister and his rage of digimon infiltrated Flamedramon's mind and he became silent.

            "No!" Flamedramon cried out. His heart was pounding in awareness that Fladra had lost. He tried to tell Flamedramon to get rid of the illusions. Flamedramon was angered and then he managed to curse and yell out to the Fallen Angel, "Stop it! Stop it right now!"

            She just smiled and turned the knob. Then, unexpectedly, there was that horrible creature that was a total hybrid freak. It had the Kabuterimon's head…

            Flamedramon's pupils narrowed into dots and said in a quivering voice, "Kimeramon."

            It actually laughed and cackled as it extended its claws towards Flamedramon and it said, "You cannot defeat the faces of darkness."

            "STOP IT!" he cried as his veins bulged and his eyes were distorted. Then he began to cry. Tears were dripping to his bare chest and his ears fell behind. He at last muttered out loud, "Stop it…"

            BOOM! CRACK! An entire wall of the chamber was covered in dust. Slave drivers came to see what wrong, but they were either driven back or deleted by six unknown digimon. They were not slaves, but warriors. One of them had a dolphin's tail and it hopped to and fro to dodge attacks and fire back. One of them looked like a Veedramon and it was bustling through a horde of digimon. The rest were quite unidentified, but one of them with brown hair was heading towards Flamedramon. The Fallen Angel hopped off the controls and approached the strange digimon, enraged, "What are you doing here, disturbing my process?"

            It stood there and then drew its wooden swords. It whirled them around and then hit the Angel hard on her head. She fell unconscious as the digimon ran pass her. It arrived, as Flamedramon was barely conscious. The samurai digimon twirled the blades in an arc and slammed them down hard against the chains, ignoring the dark energy, "Double Strike!"

            SHRAK! Flamedramon collapsed on the floor, showered with broken chains. He struggled to get up, but the unknown digimon helped him and slung his arms over the muscular digimon's back. Flamedramon squinted and notice the crest of sincerity on the white mask. The digimon who help him reassured him and said, "It's okay, Magnamon, you'll be safe."

            "Hurry up! Yashamon! I don't think we can hold much longer!" said one of the digimon warriors, which looked like a kangaroo with boxing gloves.

            The digimon who carried Flamedramon sheathed its swords and carried the digimon into its arms. It ran.

            The digimon who attacked retreated into the hole they made. The Veedramon rode on a tiny mammoth digimon with the crest of love on its helmet. The Veedramon yelled to the passing digimon who held Flamedramon, "Give me the Angel!"

            The silent digimon nodded and threw the semi-conscious body of Flamedramon over the mammoth's back. Then there was a cry as one of his friends deleted Raidramon to release the dark matter that infested him. Then he reappeared outside of the mountain that was the Fallen Angel's headquarters. Depthmon dealt the rest of the attacking slave drivers and hopped towards the exit.

            Flamedramon tried to look up at the ones who rescued him, but the Veedramon silenced him, "Shush! Brother, you are safe. Go to sleep now…"

*~*~*~*Davis~*~*~*~*

            "Man! When will she stop crying? If Taomon says that Flamedramon is going here one way or the other, Flamedramon could be here any minute," he cocked his head towards Gatomon.

            "How would you know?" said Yolei hotly.

            "Because I know," he winked, "Fladra put the crest of miracles in my hands for a reason. It keeps on glowing when anything happen that is more likely weird."

            "You have it?" asked Taomon.

            "Yeah, it's right here," he said blankly as he pulled it out. The edges were gleaming in the light.

            Taomon looked at it and said, "Keep it, it belongs to you."

            Davis looked at the beautiful thing and shook his head, "It can't. It belongs to Fladra."

            Taomon shook her head, "No, didn't you read the prophecy? It mostly revolves around you, Flamedramon, and Fladra. Mind you."

            "What about Kari's digimon?" Davis asked.

            "She too, must help him."

            *~*~*~Digimental Tamers~*~*~

            "So, how is he?" asked the Golden Veedramon as he turned his big head towards a digimon with steel X's on its head and chest, while most of his body is covered in silver straps. The digimon shook his feathery head as his long wings rattled like stone, "Gotten worse, GoldV-Dramon. His is still sleeping, but he is shaken up pretty badly. His eyes are enlarged and his mouth is dry."

            He sighed, "Would have gotten worse. If he wakes, we'll try as hard to bring his spirit back. Then we'll go get Sagittarimon."

            The digimon with the dolphin tail jumped in glee, "Then we kick arse, mates!"

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What will happen to Flamedramon now?

Chapter 9: Time to Reset

            Okay, that chapter kind of sucks, though, but hey! I actually finished the chapter while the weekdays are harsh. I mean, finishing this story at ten o' clock when I should be doing my homework. Damn history! So uh…Review!

D.C.