"Brave New World" By Luke's Dragon
A/n
I thought in the last few chapters of Damnation and the first chapter of this fic BWG was getting a bit too 'nice' so I've tried to rectify that here. Beelzamon is a little OOC but if BWG is going to be nasty then Beelzamon has to be really nasty.
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Chapter II Shadows
You learn to love the pain you feel
~ Garbage
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I have been thinking as of late, thinking about home. Wondering if the place I was created was my home, I fought for it, I very nearly died for it, and yet it was a world I was never meant for. I never thought I'd miss it quite so much, but here in this pale shadow of my world I cannot escape the feeling that I do not belong.
That annoys me to say the very least, after spending so long fighting my inner demons to find where I belong to be torn out of my world hurts. And inside I can feel my rage burning again. And I am scared because I know what I could end up doing if I let myself go. I don't want to ever feel the guilt and pain of taking another's life ever again, I have gone through it so many times but I cannot face that pain again.
So I have been running, I keep getting attacked by Digimon claiming to be minions of the Digimon sovereign, whoever he might be. I used to just destroy them without a second thought, but now I cannot bring myself to do it… And I don't know why or when I couldn't even raise my hand in self defense, maybe I'm just weak in this strange place, it's sapping all my resistance to my own demons and that's why I'm scared. And right on queue here comes another idiot creature. A large black feline, with massive talons, an Ultimate by the vibes I'm feeling. I could take it out in a heartbeat, but I won't
"Hold it! Do you serve the sovereign?"
"Stand aside"
"No this is the sovereign's land, you answer me or else"
I have neither the time or patience to waste on some jumped up security guard and push my way past him, I have not gone more than a few paces when I feel a blast of energy slam into my back. Caught of guard and from behind I slump forward onto one knee.
"HA! I'll teach you some respect!"
Destroy him
Punish him
You know you want to
…Never meant to be a pacifist
Weakling
Kill him!
And then he is gone, nothing left but dust which blows away on the wind. And I don't feel any sorrow, inside my voices are laughing at me, shouting in glee, and I don't feel anything, apart from the vague sense that I might be getting a little closer to whatever I'm searching for.
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Yes! Yes! More power, I must have more! I must get stronger and that means wiping out all these weak, pathetic little fools who get in my way! Die! All of you die!
Their data will make me stronger. And that is all they will ever be any good for. The weak exist only to be used by the strong for whatever purpose they desire. Hah! If they were strong they could stop me, but all they do is die in vain, pleading for me not to end their pointless little lives
As if I would do that! Mercy is for the weak at heart, those who do not have the courage to follow through to the ultimate end of their actions. I do not and will not spare the weak, I won't walk away from a fight just because I know I can win. I'll just blow them away and curse their soul for being so weak that it hardly even makes it worth taking. Not that trivialities like that bother me, every creature I kill, every particle of DNA I download makes me that little bit stronger.
Soon I will have the strength to take on the sovereign and win. Then no one will ever be able to tell me what to do, no one will ever get in my way and no one will stop me. I am strong I am unstoppable, no one, no one at all is going to stop me, most of all not… No it can't be them… not here.
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"Look out!"
Takato was stirred from his thoughts of how boring epic adventures could be when nothing happened by the cry from one of his friends. Racing towards them was a figure dressed in black riding on a… A motorcycle? Evil Digimon who wanted to be a 1950s bad boy, what next? His overconfidence was shaken as the Digimon opened fire on them, although the blasts missed any of them he could sense the sheer destructive power of the creature.
"What is it?"
"I don't know… I can't get any data"
"What you don't remember me kiddies?"
And then it all happened so quickly, their Digimon were just no match for the monster, nothing their partners tried had any impact at all and they were soon lying motionless on the floor as the laughter of the black monster filled the air.
"Who wants to die first… Ah you!" The monster pointed towards Jeri, who was stood shaking in fear, before Takato could react Leomon had blocked the path to his partner. He tried explaining there was no need to fight, that strength wasn't just about fighting. It was all for nothing, the monster. Beelzamon, Mega level according to Henry slammed is fist straight through Leomon, killing him and taking his data. Beelzamon laughed as Jeri broke down in tears.
Takato could not stand this a moment longer.
"Guilmon! Digivolve right now. Take him out!"
And then in a flash of black energy Guilmon was gone, replaced by a massive red and black creature. A cross between a dragon, a snake and a creature from his worst nightmares. Of his best friend there was no sign. Takato didn't care. Beelzamon would pay for what he had done. Anger welling up inside him Takato watched in a mixture of horror and ecstasy as his new Digimon charged at Beelzamon.
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Two miles away, but closing fast Blackwargreymon sensed a massive discharge of dark energy. Perhaps it was boredom; perhaps it was a little spark of curiosity, whatever it was he took to the air to find out what had just gone on. Whatever had just gone on was created by a very powerful Digimon, and one who was about to become his newest rival.
Unlucky for him.
