Knight of the Staff: Well...here's the third and final! part to my Gift for Impmon trilogy. It started out as only a gift for a friend. Now it's become a trilogy. Oi...

Pinmon: What's the matter? Shouldn't you be happy that people wanted more?

Knight of the Staff: I guess...but I just don't think I did as well as I could have on this final part.

Pinmon: Oh?

Knight of the Staff: It feels like I rushed it or something...maybe I did....I don't know.

Pinmon: Okay...anyways this author does not own digimon.

Knight of the Staff: If I did...well...there'd be more seasons for one thing.

Pinmon: Well duh! Everyone wants that...oi...isn't there anything else you'd have done?

Knight of the Staff: Hmmmm....ummm....lots of romance! Yep, and ice cream!

Pinmon: Oi...

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Henry sat on his bed staring at nothing in particular. His normally spotless room was a complete mess. Newspapers lay everywhere, and clippings hung on his wall. They were all the same, "Terror strikes Shinjuku", "Killer Strikes Again!", "Murderer still not found, Five more found dead!"

It was all too much to bare. Henry closed his eyes and tried to steady his breath. No matter how hard he tried though, he couldn't stop the tears from escaping. Using the back of his arm he quickly wiped them away. For two months it had been like this. Something was out there killing innocent people. There was apparently no reason for any of the murders, they seemed to be totally random. It didn't matter where the people were either. They could have been on the street, in the park, in a restaurant, even in their apartment. The killer found them and took their lives brutally. People had been found blown apart, ripped to shreds, and even thrown through concrete walls. Over fifty people had died so far. The police were stumped since there was no pattern. People were terrified and stayed indoors at nigh, although that never helped those that were victims.

Nobody knew who or what the killer was. Nobody.... except for a select group of people. The tamers knew...and so did Hypnos. They had known because the first murder had been caught on surveillance. Hypnos had quickly confiscated the tape before the public found out. What it showed was horrible, Henry still had nightmares from it.

The tape was from a convenience store. The clerk was cleaning up and had just finished wiping the counter. The door opened and a figure entered. The clerk looked up and could be seen yelling. There was no sound on the tape, just video feed. The figure quickly stepped forwards and lifted the clerk into the air by his throat. What he did to the poor man was sick and twisted. The clerk died horribly...painfully. When the killer had finished, he looked straight into the camera and smirked. His blood red eyes narrowed and he spoke only four words, which were made out by lip readers. "You will all pay." Then Beelzemon had left the store...to engage upon the longest killing streak that Shinjuku had ever seen.

Yamaki had been outraged. He had ordered his special forces to be ready to kill on sight. Then he had turned toward the tamers for help. They had agreed quite quickly. They had all been so angry, so filled with hate toward Beelzemon for what they had seen on the tape. They had searched and searched. They looked all over Shinjuku, through the sewers and in every building they could think of. They found nothing., and the killing had continued.

Henry put his face in his hands and wept. It was all too much. He talked aloud, trying to figure out why everything had happened the way it did. "Why?....why Beelzemon.... Damn it! I can't deal with this....I'm no leader, Takato...why did you have to die? We need you Takato, now more than ever. So many innocent people have died....how can I stop him?"

He shuddered and lay down on his bed. The tears continued their course, but Henry didn't wipe them away. Images flashed through his head, images of all the bodies that had been found. Yamaki looked to him for results, but so far there had been nothing they could do. Beelzemon only struck at night, and for some reason could not be located by the other digimon or Hypnos during the day.

The door to his bedroom opened. "Hey Henry, we need to get goi....Henry! What's wrong?"

Terriermon shut the door behind him and jumped onto the bed. He looked into Henry's eyes concernedly. "Henry...what's the matter? Are you sick?"

Henry turned over, his back facing Terriermon. "Go away Terriermon...I'm not going to the meeting with Yamaki tonight."

Terriermon stared at him slack-jawed. This was the first time Henry had ever said he wasn't going to a meeting. Yamaki held them every other day, for updates and any new info that may be helpful. Henry was always the first there and the last to leave. Something was wrong, and Terriermon was going to find out what. He jumped over Henry so he was facing him again, and much to Henry's surprise, grabbed hold of Henry's face.

"Henry...something is wrong. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what."

Henry stared at Terriermon, "Okay..."

He sat up and Terriermon jumped into his lap, looking up at him expectantly.

"Terriermon...I can't do this anymore. So many people have died."

"Henry! You can't give up! We're so close...."

"Close to what Terriermon! Two months and we haven't even been able to see Beelzemon in person! What exactly are we doing to stop him! We look and look and find nothing! He kills again and again and there is nothing we can do about it! How the hell can we stop him if we can't even find..."

*SMACK!!!*

Henry stopped in surprise. Terriermon had slapped him hard across the face. It hadn't hurt so much as shocked him. Terriermon had hit him, on purpose!

"Stop it Henry! Stop it right now! We haven't been doing nothing, we've been doing something! I know people have died , I know it hurts! You think you're the only one who feels this way! We all do Henry! We all do...."

Henry rubbed his cheek, then wrapped his arms around Terriermon. "Terriermon...I'm sorry. I've...I don't know...I just feel so helpless. I didn't even stop to consider that you and the others could be hurting as well. Some leader I am huh? I feel like I can't do anything right. If Takato was still here he'd know what to do."

Terriermon wrapped his arms and ears around Henry's chest. "You're not Takato though Henry...you're Henry. Don't try to be someone else, be yourself. You're a great leader, and you do what you can. We all need you Henry...so please don't give up. I need you to be there...I need you..."

Henry blinked, "What do you mean Terriermon?"

Terriermon blushed and let go of Henry. He turned toward the door. "Nothing...Momentai! Let's go Henry, we're gonna be late."

Henry looked at Terriermon quizzically, then shrugged his shoulders. "Okay Terriermon, let's get going."

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The sun dipped into the horizon. Shadows bloomed and darkness approached. Another night fell upon Shinjuku and with it came fear. The winged figure grinned and looked out upon its hunting ground. A city full of life, full of people with hopes and dreams. Beelzemon frowned, for what right did they have to be happy? What right did any person in the accursed city have to live?

"They will all pay..."

Beelzemon leapt from the dark archway into the night sky. So far he had been doing what he had sworn to do. He'd been having his revenge upon the people of Shinjuku. They would all feel his pain...his suffering...they would know loss. He had been killing at night only...what better way to strike than when the victim is already at a disadvantage? Besides...it only increased their fear.

He couldn't risk striking during the day...not yet. Not with the tamers still alive. Together they could stop him. Even he wasn't strong enough to take them all on. But he was growing agitated. A few deaths every night were good...but it wasn't enough.

"They must all pay....but how?"

Beelzemon flew through the air...his red eyes watching the city below him. He supposed he could just start blasting away at the city itself. He would cause many deaths that way. But more than likely that would attract the tamers attention. He didn't want that. Why didn't he just kill them off then? One by one he could take them...then the threat would be gone and he could destroy the whole city

"Yes...I could..., but why don't I? Is it because they were his friends? Yes....that must be it..."

What he needed was a way to take out the whole city at once. He was tired of the slow rate at which he was going. Sure it was satisfying delivering punishment face to face...but he wanted the city gone, and it's people dead once and for all. How though? He didn't have the capabilities to do that....what he needed was power, and a lot of it.

Beelzemon smirked and turned sharply. "I know exactly where to get the help I need."

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Mr. Matsuki finished sweeping and put the broom away. The day had been a busy one. His wife had gone to bed early...as she had been doing for the past year and a half. Ever since Takato had died, things just hadn't been the same. He put all the money in the register in the safe, then grabbed a bag from the counter. He stopped for a second and stared at one of the pictured that hung on the wall. He smiled, touched the picture, and then turned with a tear in his eye. How he missed his son.

He made his way quietly upstairs so as not to wake his wife. A moment was all he needed, and he was inside Takato's old room. It was not empty, Takato's things were still left the same as they had been. The only thing different was the curled up form sleeping on the bed. The curtain was open and the light from a streetlamp shone off the red and black scales.

Mr. Matsuki set the bag down gently, and watched the sleeping digimon. Guilmon had not left the room in over a year. He never spoke to anyone, and the gleam in his eyes was dull. The Matsuki's hadn't had the heart to turn him away. They cared for him as Takato did. He sat down on the bed and carefully pulled the blanket up, covering Guilmon halfway.

"Good night Guilmon..." He let his hand rest on Guilmons head for a second, then got up and left, shutting the door quietly behind him.

As soon as the door shut, Guilmon opened his eyes. He could smell the bread and other food in the bag that Takatos' father had left. He supposed he should have felt grateful toward the Matsukis for all they had done for him. But the truth was that Guilmon didn't really feel anything anymore. He only really felt three things, hunger, tiredness.....and pain. Oh yes, Guilmon felt so much pain. He hurt all the time, yet there was not a thing he could do about it. It wasn't physical, though most of the time he had to curl up and hold himself to keep from screaming aloud. It hurt inside, as if something had drilled a hole throughout his body, as if half his soul was torn from him. He wanted it to end...he wanted it to stop and to never hurt again.

A whisper into the lonely room, "Takatomon..." and Guilmon fell back asleep, a single tear shining as it ran down his cheek.

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A loud crash awoke the Matsukis. Jumping out of bed, Mr. Matsuki raced out of his room. The hallway was filled with dust. Coughing, Mr. Matsuki made his way toward Guilmons room.

"Guilmon! Are you okay!? What happened?"

He reached for the doorknob, only to find it wasn't there. In fact, the whole doorway was gone!

"Guilmon!"

He ran into the room, stumbling and barely able to make out anything.

"Guilmon! Where are you!"

A gust of wind blew him back. He fell down and looked up. Where there was once a window, a gaping hole now stood. On the other side floated a malicious looking figure, which was carrying Guilmon in his arms.

"Beelzemon! What are you doing! Put Guilmon down, what's wrong with you!"

Beelzemon squinted, "You know me human?"

"Of course I know you. You fought with my son Takato to defeat the D-Reaper!"

"Takato..." Beelzemons eyes seemed to glow for a moment, flashing from red to green. After shaking his head he spoke, "Human...count yourself lucky tonight that I do not kill you." With that said he flew off into the night, leaving a very confused man sitting in his deceased sons' room.

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Beelzemon landed, and deposited a silent Guilmon gently on the ground. He looked at Guilmon, wondering for a second at why Guilmon had not said one word since he had taken him.

"Pineapple head....hey....it's me."

Guilmon continued to stare blankly at the ground, unmoving and uncaring.

"Look Guilmon....I need your help."

Still Guilmon did not respond.

Beelzemon frowned and then kneeled before him. With one hand he lifted Guilmons face so they were eye to eye.

"Do you know where I've brought you Guilmon? Look around...it's where Takato used to keep you."

At the mention of Takato, Guilmons ears perked up a little, and he looked around slowly. They were in Shinjuku Park, at the old stone hut that Guilmon had used to stay in. So many memories resurfaced in him then, memories of happiness, joy, love, and friendship. Then the truth assaulted him once more. Guilmon let out a howl and wept. For those days of joy were long gone....Takato was dead, his partner, his best friend was dead. The pain swept in full force and Guilmon howled all the louder.

Beelzemon wrapped his arms and wings around Guilmon. Here was the only other being that could truly feel what he felt. The only other one to understand that they all must pay. They must all pay for taking Takato away from him and Guilmon.

"Guilmon...I know it hurts...I know because I've had the same pain as you for the past two years. For a while I traveled aimlessly, from place to place, never finding anything to stop the pain. I tried everything I could think of, even went so far as thinking suicide. You know what that is? It's where a person kills himself or herself. I couldn't do that though...I don't know why I didn't, I tried, even held a gun to my forehead. But something kept me from pulling the trigger, from finally being free of the pain. So I searched for another way...and found it Guilmon. I realized how to stop it Guilmon...how to make it go away...would you like to know how?"

Guilmon stopped his whimpering and looked at Beelzemon with grief filled eyes. "Yes...please? Make the hurt stop....please?"

Beelzemon leaned down until their foreheads were touching. "Guilmon...we must hurt those who took Takato away from us. Was the person who killed Takato ever punished? No! They claimed it an accident. They must pay, Guilmon. They must all pay! Do you understand?"

Guilmon slowly nodded, and Beelzemon smiled. "Good...because together we shall deliver justice. They took Takato from us....he was our best friend, your partner, and my love...they took him...they killed him!"

Guilmons eyes dilated and his body trembled. Heat seemed to waver off from him and Beelzemon stepped back.

"They killed Takato! Them must all pay! They must all die!"

Guilmon let loose a roar, and was consumed in flame. Beelzemon laughed as Guilmon changed...laughed for the destruction of the humans was at hand. Nothing would stop them...nothing.

The beast flapped its rotten wings, flinging the flame off itself. It was huge, and it's tail swished back and forth tearing down the trees. Acidic drool fell from its mouth burning and forever scarring the ground. Its breath reeked of death and decay, while its glowing red eyes burned through the darkness. It was the beast of nightmares, the dragon of destruction, Megidramon.

Its mind was full of rage....and only one thought ran through it's horned head.

"Revenge....."

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Terriermon sat on the bed, watching Henry sleep. Well, he was supposed to be sleeping anyways. Instead he just lay there staring at the ceiling. The meeting had been the same as always, Yamaki expecting results, them not having any, and then Yamaki telling them to try harder. Terriermon had wanted to ask Yamaki just what the hell he was doing to try and find Beelzemon. Henry had stopped him though, and they had returned home. Basically all they could do was wait until Beelzemon struck and hope that they got there in time to catch him. It may have seemed sick to some people, waiting for others to die to catch a killer, but there was no other choice.

"Henry..."

"Yeah Terriermon?"

"About earlier today...I'm sorry I slapped you."

Henry laughed and sat up, "It's okay Terriermon, I deserved it. I'm glad you did it."

"You're welcome, hehe, and anytime you need it again, I'm here!"

Henry rolled his eyes and laughed again, "Thanks Terriermon...I think."

"You know Henry...I'm glad tonight was your night off from patrol duty. You've been wearing yourself out by covering other shifts. You need your rest."

"I know Terriermon...but I can't rest, not completely."

"Momentai Henry."

Henry laughed and watched his partner. Something had been gnawing at Henry all day, ever since his and Terriermons 'talk' that morning. It was what Terriermon had said, about how Henry was needed by the team. Or, to be more exact, how Terriermon needed him. It was the way he had said it that Henry couldn't stop thinking about.

"I need you....that's what he had said. But the way he said it, it felt different. It was almost as if...nah...he couldn't....could he? How can he? We're different...and male....but does he? How about me...do I feel that way about him? Do I?..." Henry shook his head and looked back at Terriermon who was looking at him just as intently.

"Terriermon..."

*BOOM!*

A terrific explosion shook the room, and the windows shattered. Henry fell off the bed and rolled underneath, grabbing Terriermon in the process. Shards of glass and plaster rained down upon the bed. As soon as it stopped, Henry and Terriermon got up and gasped. Once whole wall was gone! What they saw next though, made Henry go as pale as a ghost. Floating in the air outside was Beelzemon! The biker demon saw them and laughed maniacally. He lifted his huge arm cannon at them and saluted. Terriermon moved into action faster than Henry could think and pushed Henry out the opening. Henry screamed as the ground rushed up at him, then a blinding flash cast his shadow upon the street. Two strong furry arms surrounded him, and his descent was slowed dramatically.

Gargomon released Henry and stood in front of him protectively. Beelzemon looked down upon them and laughed.

"Henry! Where are you Henry!?"

Henry tried to get around Gargomon. "Dad! Get out of there!"

Janyu Lee entered his sons' room, only to find the missing wall and a psychotic demon. He didn't even have time to scream as the last words he ever heard were uttered.

"Corona Blaster!"

Henry screamed as Beelzemon launched his attack into the building. He pounded on Gargomon who had grabbed him and leapt away. The entire building was shaking as Beelzemon fired round after round. Henry was screaming while Gargomon ran as fast as he could.

"Dad! No! Dad! Mom! Suzie! Nooooooo!!!!!"

Henry passed out then, the shock of what happened overtaking him. Gargomon ran down street after street, trying to find someone. What he found though....shook him to the bone. He had made it to Rikas house, only to find a small crater was where it once stood. It was all gone...nothing was left.

"No....Rika....Renamon...."

Gargomon prayed they were alright, but didn't hold out much hope. He continued on to every one of the Tamers homes...finding the same thing, nothing. Every home was destroyed, and with it any hope Gargomon had of help. He finally stopped inside a parking garage to rest. He was exhausted after all that running. Stooping over a puddle he used one of his ears to scoop some up. Then he dumped it on Henry who awoke sputtering and coughing. They looked at each other for a moment before Henry started to tear up again. Gargomon lifted the poor boy into his arms and held him close. Henry cried and cried, his family was gone...killed by a psychotic bastard.

"G...gargo...we've got to find the others...they...they need to know..."

Gargomon closed his eyes and lowered his head onto Henrys'. "Henry...we can't. Beelzemon, he...there was nothing left Henry..."

"N...no...they're not...they can't be...everyone?"

Gargomon nodded and Henry buried his face into Gargomons fur. He wailed out his sorrow into Gargomons broad chest. Gargomon rubbed his back soothingly, although he knew he really couldn't take Henry's pain away. He tried as hard as he could though.

"Henry...I know, I know it hurts...I'm so sorry Henry...."

Henry paused in his crying long enough to push against Gargomons chest so he could see into his face. His eyes were full of anger, anger that he misdirected at Gargomon.

"What the hell do you know! How dare you! Everyone I love....my entire family is dead! So how do you know it hurts? I have nobody! Nobody...."

Gargomon pulled Henry closer to him and brought his mouth next to his ear. "Henry...that's not true. You still have someone Henry...you have me. I'm still here Henry, I won't leave you....I love you too much to ever leave you."

Henry froze, "You...you love me?"

Gargomon pulled away from Henry to look in his face, "I always have Henry...more than you'll ever know. I know that you probably don't feel the right way. But I don't care anymore...I love you Henry." Gargomon then leaned forward and caught the surprised Henry in a quick kiss on the lips.

At least it would have been quick...except for the fact that Henry reached around Gargomons head and pulled him closer. Gargomon tried pulling away, but then gave into the kiss. The feeling of Henry seeking entrance to his mouth with his tongue proved to him that it was really happening. Gargomon wrapped his ears around the two of them...wrapping them in a warm, fuzzy, private enclosure.

Henry finally let go of Gargomons head, and pulled away slowly. He looked into Gargomons eyes, and started to tear up again. He caught himself though and wiped the tears away.

"I love you too Gargomon...I think I always have. Thank you...it still hurts...but I've got you at least. I love you Gargomon, now let's go kick this bastards ass and avenge everyone he's murdered."

Henry then kissed Gargomon on the nose, and then watched as he de-digivolved.

"Whatever you say Henry! Let's do this!"

Henry nodded and picked Terriermon up. Kissing passionately, the two were surrounded by a blinding flash of white light. Five seconds later the parking garage exploded as MegaGargomon burst out of it and took off into the air.

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"Filthy Humans! Die Die Die! Corona Destroyer!" Beelzemon laughed as he drew a pentagram in the air below him, then let loose his most destructive attack upon the city.

Fire was everywhere, buildings were either in flames or completely destroyed. People were screaming and running, trying to find safety. There was nowhere to run though...half the city was already gone. Everyone was in a panic and more than one thought it was Armageddon, what with an obvious demon flying in the air and blasting everything it could.

"Beelzemon!"

Beelzemon turned only to find himself confronted with a very angry MegaGargomon and his very big fist. He was driven down from the impact, and crashed into one of the streets below.

"Ow...stupid...I should've known you'd be back."

MegaGargomon landed on the street, the pavement cracking beneath his huge weight. "Beelzemon...you bastard! We'll kill you for what you have done! You've killed so many people! Our family! Our friends! What gave you the right!"

Beelzemon stood up angrily, "What...gave me the right? What gave me the right! This city and all who live in it will pay! They took from me everything that mattered. They took from me my light! You dare ask me what gives me the right! You dare ask!"

Beelzemon launched himself from the ground, right at MegaGargomon. "You will pay! All of you must suffer! You...took...Takato!" Beelzemon then smashed his arm cannon into MegaGargomons face, driving him backwards.

What Beelzemon had said though...it pierced through the anger that Henry and Terriermon felt. "Ta...Takato? What does Takato have to do with any of this Beelzemon?"

Beelzemon floated before the giant mechanoid, arm up and charging. "I loved him! We were going to be married! Then this city killed him...took him away from me. Do you know what that's like? Do you! To have your heart ripped in half! To have the most important person in your life torn from you! Of course you do...I killed your little family and friends! Hahahahahahaha! You will all know what it's like to hurt...to suffer as I have done!"

MegaGargomon then did the unexpected, he got down on his knees. Beelzemon looked at him confusedly. "What are you doing? Why don't you fight, or run?"

MegaGargomon just stared at Beelzemon, "Beelzemon...you've let yourself be overcome by your grief. I can't forgive you for the people you've killed, all the lives you've destroyed. But I do pity you Beelzemon..."

Beelzemon stared in shock, only to realize to late what MegaGargomon was actually doing. Reaching to his sides, MegaGargomon grabbed two parked cars and flung them at the demon biker. Beelzemon had no time to react as they flew towards him and collided with his winged form. He fell to the ground, his wings crushed from the blows. He shakily got to his feet, only to hear, "Mega Barrage!"

"Oh shit..."

Dozens of missiles and hundreds of bullets impacted his body. MegaGargomon continued to fire, draining all his reserves, wanting to end this. Beelzemon was lost in the explosion, pain racked his body, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

MegaGargomon finally stopped after running out of ammo. He stepped forward to investigate the crater where Beelzemon had stood. Down in the bottom lay Beelzemon, or more like what was left of Beelzemon. His entire lower body was gone...and MegaGargomon could see that he was still disintegrating. Soon he would be gone.

Beelzemon coughed violently...he hurt all over. "Well...looks like you won. Wait...just kidding! Hehehe...*cough, cough*...hehe..."

"What do you mean Beelzemon? You're finished! You will do no more..."

"Hehe...that's where yer wrong....do you honestly believe that I could have killed all you tamers by myself, all at the same time? Even...*cough*...even I was not that stupid. I needed help...you can thank my friend for getting rid of your precious Rika and Ryo...hehe...it's not over... He'll finish what I've started, and you'll never stop him! We will have our revenge.....for Takato..."

Beelzemon stopped talking, and the rest of his body exploded into data particles. MegaGargomon watched as it swirled round for a moment, before dissipating and floating away into the air.

"There's someone else?..."

A blast of wind drove MegaGargomon forward followed by a terrifying roar. MegaGargomon knew that roar...

"No...no it can't be..."

He turned, to find a very angry Megidramon staring at him as if he were a piece of lunch meat. Megidramon lashed out with his tail, driving the barbed end straight through his stomach. MegaGargomon went wide eyed...the de-digivolved back into Henry and Terriermon.

Henry sat up, clutching at himself in pain. "Terriermon!"

"I'm here Henry..."

Henry looked to his right to find the dog-rabbit laying on his back. He crawled over to him and picked him up.

"Terriermon...we failed."

Terriermon wrapped his ears around Henry's head and pulled him into a kiss. It lasted only a second but Henry felt as if it would never end.

"We gave it our best Henry...momentai. I love you Henry."

Henry held Terriermon close to him, feeling his warmth. "I love you Terriermon."

Megidramon stared at the two for a moment, a memory trying to resurface inside its thick head. Something about a boy, and two digimon. An imp and a dinosaur. Megidramon shook his head and roared the last thing Henry and Terriermon would ever hear.

"Megiddo Flare!"

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Pinmon: Argh!

Knight of the Staff: What!

Pinmon: You did it again! You left it at a stupid cliffhanger! What happens next!?

Knight of the Staff: Well...uh....I guess you'll just have to use your imagination.

Pinmon: That's your excuse for everything.

Knight of the Staff: Anyways, I'd like to personally apologize to any readers of this, especially Impkat. I know it's probably not what you expected, and that you thought everything would turn out fine. Well...it didn't. I was depressed when I wrote this...sorry. I also apologize if I got any attack names wrong, especially Megidramons. I thought that was one of his attacks...but I could be wrong.

Pinmon: So....

Knight of the Staff: So?

Pinmon: O_o....why aren't you apologizing to me! I'm the one who had to read this first! I hated it! The ending was horrible!

Knight of the Staff: Well...uh...how about some ice cream?

Pinmon: Ice cream? You offer me ice cream!

Knight of the Staff: Yep

Pinmon: Okay then! Hehe...I knew you'd see things my way!

Knight of the Staff: O_o...oi....anyways, R &R if you want mortals, and as always, Boo ha ha!