Chapter Four

Descent into Insanity, Chapter Four

At around this time in the series, Blackwargreymon has destroyed almost all the destiny stones, except one. During the fight with the digidestined, again minus Davis, Blackwargreymon has managed to nearly defeat Silphymon, Stingmon and the new DNA digivolved digimon, Shakkoumon. The digidestined attempted to move the destiny stone with their D-3's but instead free the mega holy digimon, Azulongmon. Blackwargreymon rushes to the site, hoping to get some answers. The conversation has Azulongmon telling BWG that he will eventually find his destiny, and that it will involve the enemy that the digidestined are currently fighting. The digi-god then proceed to tell the kids that there is more than one enemy to fight in the Digital World, and that they have to pick which one to fight. Azulongmon also told them the whereabouts of Veemon, they were quite shocked to find that he had told them that a demon returned from oblivion has taken possession of him, and that he was now a mega digimon called Noxmon or Diablo.

There is also a boy with him, he is not a digidestined, but he is here in the Digital World, he might be able to help you, but being a forced servant of Diablo, I am not sure of his mental condition at this point. Quoted from Azulongmon.

Oh yes, I almost forgot, Jack was still finding digicores for Diablo, now that they know of him, I wonder which enemy they'll pick? If they choose Arukenimon and Mummymon's employer, they might have to deal with all three prime evils and perhaps even hell itself when they get back. Or if they go for the prime evils first, they might have to end up freeing the entire planet from dozens of evil digimon and many, many more control spires. which one is worse? Which one would be easier to deal with? Would they fail? Enough with the questions, lets get back to Diablo and Jack. Jack had just now found one more digicore, along with four others, the collection includes two yellow digicores, and now two blue ones, making the collection, six including the two already on Diablo.Of course you are probably wondering if any of the other prime evils got resurrected, none as of yet, until now.

Back to the scene at the last destiny stone, the digidestined choose to find and free Veemon from the grasp of Diablo. Since freeing Veemon would bring Davis back to the crew and allow for the possibility of Paildramon, but they don't know about that DNA digivolution and Exveemon. Blackwargreymon vanishes into wherever he goes after that episode, to be seen another day. Arukenimon and Mummymon also go off for Diablo, not to free Veemon, because why would they aid in their own deaths? No, they go to try and destroy him, with any means necessary. they find Diablo a few hours later out in the middle of nowhere, somewhere out on an arid flat, near the prime evil's position is a group of at least fifteen control spires. jack is leading, since he is following his senses to another digicore, but this time, it is more against his own will, he serves Diablo out of fear, fear of getting killed. As they pass the field of control spires, Diablo stops in his tracks, he hears a rumbling noise coming from the spires and a voice yelling the words, spirit needle! Then jack and Diablo see all fifteen spires rise out of the ground and into the sky.

What is happening here? What form of trickery is this? Diablo asked himself while watching the control spires merge together.

From what seems to be a shapeless black void appears a serpentine form with metal plated arms and gray skin, Gigadramon. It immediately attacks the lord of Terror with it's Genocide Gear attack, throwing Diablo a hundred feet from the blast site. Barely phased, he raises his hammer and throws it like a boomerang towards Gigadramon, it hits the beat dizzying it, the hammer returns to Diablo's hand. He jumps up and hits Gigadramon over the head, just as with Kimeramon, the gray scaled ultimate falls to the ground. Diablo rushes over to Gigadramon, side winding to avoid any counterattack.

Your soul shall be mine in hell! Not even death can save you from me! Diablo cries out as he swings his hammer, driving Gigadramon over about two hundred feet. He then hears a woman's voice that says,

Soul? Hah! That thing has no soul, it's merely a creation, artificial like Blackwargreymon.

No soul, this provides an interesting opportunity, I hope you don't mind if I give it one? Diablo said as he turned his head looking for Jack. Instead of jack, he found only the bag he had given him to hold the digcores, he had a small surge of anger well within him as he knew Jack had turn tail and run, but he reached inside with his smallest fingers and drew out the two yellow digicores, belonging to his brother Baal. He ran over to Gigadramon, who was just coming to, Diablo forced open his mouth and threw in the digicores as he struggled to keep Gigadramon's gaping maw open long enough to do so. Diablo then jumped away to witness the resurrection of his long lost sibling.

Now my brother, return from your shattered exile, arise, Baal, Lord of Destruction!

Arukenimon and Mummymon were astonished to see Gigadramon glow with energy, they then heard, just as well as Diablo did: Gigadramon, digivolve to! The right arm blaster doubles in size as it transforms from a cannon to a huge arm with unbelievably sharp chrome digizoid claws, held together by steaming hydraulic pumps, gears, and pistons, four bladed fingers were on one side of the hand, while a single smaller bladed thumb appeared on the other side. The other arm became the same, but instead of a hand, there appeared an enormous giga cannon, complete with targeting sight. Half of the torso became metal, attached to the other organic side with the kind of stitches you'd see on Kimeramon, only metal. The serpentine tail became two legs, one was organic, like Metal Greymon, the other was machine, like Machinedramon. Again, the organic was stitched to the machine with stitches that look like it was done by a crappy plastic surgeon. The formerly whole metal helmet split in two, one half fell off, revealing a disgusting skull still attached to some muscle tissue, the neck turned into something identical to again, Machineramon's. The two digicores came in two places, on the cannon arm, and on the regular arm.

The newly digivolved digimon shouted in somewhat of a tortured roar. It then looked around and asked the smaller silver digimon, What is this place? Where is Mephisto? Who are you, little creature?

Do you not recognize me, brother? I am Diablo, your younger sibling and lord of Terror. Diablo said. I have missed you.

I do not have any younger siblings, I only have one brother, his name is Mephisto, Lord of Hatred. Who do you think you are to deliver false truths to me? Away with you, before I kill you and devour your soul! Baal said and pushed Diablo aside and tromped onward, every step making a small earthquake. Diablo feel to his knees and said in tears,

My brother does not recognize me! His own flesh and blood! I must find the other shards of him, restore his memory, so that he may recognize me, and that we may continue to conquer to world of men. But where is the boy, could it be that he has left while I was fighting? Or was he killed? It will take much longer to find the missing shards of myself and my brother, but I will find them, and I will restore the prime evils, even if it takes me an eternity.

The demon then got up and walked off in the direction he was traveling before he was so rudely interrupted by the Gigadramon. Jack, on the other hand was running as fast as his legs could carry him, he then collapsed of exhaustion. The next morning, the distraught, tired, hungry and pretty much nothing but skin and bones fifteen year old woke up, the sun was burning brightly in the cloudless sky. He needed information, he needed to know where he was, if there was anyone who could help him, and was there a way to get home. He lay there for several minutes and got up, and started to walk in no particular direction. He saw a black dot on the horizon, but it faded away. Thoughts of worst-case-scenarios and worry were racing through his mind, what was left of his sanity, was almost gone. From all the violence he saw in his tormented travels, he gained absolute contempt for life, he simply didn't care, if he had to kill, he'd do it. If he had to die, he would do it, for he had lost the will to live. But a small spark of hope kept shining within him to keep him going, the question is, how long will it last?