Silverangewomon
"I wonder why Angelique wasn't in class today," Kari mused as the digidestined gathered in the bedroom she and Tai shared.
"I don't know Kari, but we need to go to the digital world and see if we can figure out what happened at heavenly city first," replied Tai.
"Besides," remarked Davis. "Miss Prissy said she gets sick pretty frequently."
"DAVIS! How could you say something so crude about her?" demanded Yolie.
"Easy I just did. She's so picky about her name, it's kinda silly."
"She might have a good reason, Davis. Just because you don't like to say her full name, doesn't mean you have the right to make fun of her," reprimanded Ken.
"Hmph," grunted Davis.
"I guess after we get back, I can run over there and take her our assignments."
"I'll come with you," Yolie volunteered.
"Thanks Yolie," Kari grinned, "where's Mimi?"
"Her grandparents are taking her out to dinner," Matt told her.
"Are we ready then?" asked Izzy. After receiving the go ahead from the others Izzy opened the gate and the eleven chosen children vanished from their world in a flash of light from the computer.
In a distant part of the digital world Myotismon lay sleeping in his coffin. His arms were crossed over his chest, pinning the human girl in his arms to his chest. Her eyes, a reflective silver in the dark, slowly opened, and glanced around. She struggled against the dead weight of his arms, trying to sit up.
Myotismon woke long enough to loosen his arms a little, "It's alright Angel. Go back to sleep."
The girl twisted in his arms so she could see him. She turned on her stomach and gently caressed his cheek, teasing at his lips with her fingers. He nipped at her in his sleep and she laid her head down against his chest as one of his hands came up to rest gently in the light hair which splayed across his chest.
"Whoa!" was all Davis could think to say as he surveyed the burned and charred wreckage of the massive city that had once been the home of most angel digimon.
"Boy, you said it," exclaimed Kari.
"I can't believe we didn't know about this place," said Tai.
"I suppose the angel-types thought it was unnecessary for us to know," remarked Izzy. "After all, they thought they were beyond attack."
"True," remarked Gatomon. "An attack of this magnitude should have been impossible."
"It's possible that Heavenly City could have been spotted by other digimon, but to mount an attack should not have been possible. The city moved constantly, only angel digimon had the ability to find it with any regularity," explained Patamon.
Silence reined for several moments as the digidestined absorbed this information.
"So, I guess we should spread out and see if there's any clue as to who did this," said Tai.
"I thought it was Myotismon," remarked Davis.
"Unfortunately we don't know for sure," explained Matt. "It could be we have more than one opponent."
"Beside," added Yolie. "Myotismon should not have been able to find this city."
"Well someone did," remarked Ken. "And wiping out the home of angel digimon seems like the kind of thing Myotismon would enjoy. But still, we need to know for sure."
"OK, guys, let's spread out. Everybody should take someone with them, I pick Kari," commanded Davis, but he backed off when he got a startled warning glare from Tai.
Sora wrapped an arm around Kari's shoulder, "Why don't you come with me?" she suggested.
"OK, thanks," Kari chirped, grateful to avoid another argument between Davis and TK.
"Come on Matt," Tai called taking off in a different direction from the two girls.
Joe and Izzy wandered off examining the ground looking for any clues.
"Hey, guys, wait a minute!" Exclaimed Davis looking around. Ken was helping Miyako climb up a steep incline littered with rubble, and TK and Cody were heading off in another direction. "Wait up!"
There was a flutter of gold wings as the digimon circling the city from above watched the team separate. It hesitated for a moment then flew off after Kari and Sora.
"Man, I can hardly see anything in this light!" Sora exclaimed.
"Maybe we should try again tomorrow," conceded Kari, glancing up at the darkening sky. "I had hoped we would be able to find something, today."
Both girls and their partners glanced up at the sound of flapping wings. What appeared to be a tiny bronze ball of feathery fluff with gold wings landed on the rubble next to them. A tiny gold halo was emblazoned on its chest.
"Hello," Kari said, leaning down to look at it. "Who are you?"
The fluff ball puffed up its chest and spoke with an arrogance far beyond its apparent years, "I am Brassmon. The rookie form of Goldangemon, and the ruler of Heavenly City."
"Wow."
"Uh, can you tell us what happened here?" asked Kari, managing to overcome her shock at finding the ruler of Heavenly City was so youthful.
"It was that degenerate scoundrel of course. Her name is Silverangewomon. She is an angel digimon who has turned her back on her brethren. She was once believed to be the savior of the digital world, but obviously the prophecy spoke of another. She believes that angel digimon are the source of the imbalance in the world and so seeks to destroy us completely. Although incorrect in her beliefs this young angel is powerful, once already she has destroyed my mega form, although she is only an ultimate, and during her last attack she knocked me from champion to rookie. Now she has joined forces with Myotismon and turned to your world."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Kari. "We have to warn the others."
"Yes, thank you for your help," Sora remarked, bowing slightly to Brassmon. "I hope you digivolve again soon."
Of course I will, thought Brassmon as he watched the girls head off to find the others. Even more quickly now that I know you will remove that misguided runaway from my path.
Angel glanced around Myotismon's base. His servants had done a wonderful job of making the subway hub into a respectable base. She was pleased she had chosen such a wonderful site for him. They should be safe from attack here. The young human watched the activity around her with wide bright eyes.
"Does it please you?" Myotismon asked, she had not heard him come up behind her.
"Yes, it looks quite secure, they've done a good job with it."
"You picked a good place."
"Well of course," she remarked as her wrapped his arms around her and lifted her from the ground. He sat on a wooden crate and pulled her into his lap, nuzzling at her pale throat.
They sat and silently watched the bustle of Myotismon's servants setting up the base.
"I haven't seen Vampmon, where is she?" Angel asked. "I need to clear something up with her."
"Who?" Myotismon asked her.
"Vampmon. I ran into her at the mall. I just figured she was one of your underlings that I hadn't met."
Myotismon shook his head.
"Then she must be one of Piedmon's soldiers."
"Did she attack you?" Myotismon asked. There was an underlying tone of anger in his voice.
"Yes, although apparently this form has it's own defensive capabilities. I was able to fend off her attack, but I lost a lot of power. I almost lost my form too."
"You almost dedigivolved?"
"Yes, and worse, it was in front of the digidestined. I don't think they figured it out."
"Good. Come with me. Let's go see if we can find this Vampmon. She might be able to lead us to Piedmon."
"Good," Angel replied as she climbed onto Myotismon's back.
Kari and Yolie, along with their partners, were headed towards Heighton View Terrace to give Angelique their assignments when Gatomon suddenly stopped and shivered.
"What is it Gatomon?" Kari asked.
"It's Myotismon, I can smell him."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely, I'd never mistake that scent."
"What should we do?" asked Yolie.
"Let's see if we can find him first. We'll just follow him, try not to be seen, maybe he'll lead us to his base."
"I don't think Myotismon would be that careless, but we might be able to find out what he's doing," interjected Gatomon.
"Ok," Yolie agreed. "But I'm going to call Ken so he knows what's going on."
"Good plan."
"So it looks like we're dealing with some kind of rogue angel digimon as well." Tai explained. He'd been explaining to Mimi what they had found out in the digital world. And talking about life in America, and fashions, and what Mimi had worn for dinner that night, and...
A tapping noise at his window distracted him from the phone and he glanced up, surprised to find Ken and Stingmon standing on his balcony.
"Uh, hold on Mimi, Ken is here."
He got up and slid back the glass door. Ken stepped in and grinned at him when he saw the phone in his hand.
"You really need to get a second line, I've been trying to call for an hour."
"Sorry."
"If that's Mimi tell her that Kari and Yolie found Myotismon and are following him. The rest of us are about to go catch up with them."
"Give her to me, let me eat her," purred Vampmon. "She's just a human. You need someone more powerful. Someone like me."
"Someone like you? A slave to Piedmon."
It had not taken Myotismon and Angel very long to find Vampmon. She had been easy to spot on the rooftops. Myotismon had landed near her on the rooftop and placed Angel carefully behind him. What neither had anticipated was Vampmon's interest in the male vampire as a consort, coupled with a fierce hatred for Angel.
"But together, we could destroy Piedmon, take over the world. Both worlds," she crooned, edging closer to Myotismon.
"What makes you I would want you?" smirked Myotismon.
"Surely anything would be better than the little human. Imagine what would be said if the digital world found out you were with a human. Before you know it, they'd be saying that you had a partner. That the great and fearsome Myotismon, had become a pet digimon, just like all the others," Vampmon continued her advance on Myotismon and slowly reached out and placed a clawed hand on Myotismon's shoulder. "Who knows, maybe he has. But let me take care of her, and no one will ever have to know."
He angrily knocked her hand away, "Angel is not a-"
A tiny pale hand rested against his in restraint as Angel defiantly put herself between Myotismon and Vampmon.
"You think you can stop me," laughed Vampmon. "Even with your pitiful little power, you could never stand up to me."
Angel just stared at her. Myotismon prepared to step between the two, but Angel raised her hand for him to stay back.
"This is between us," she stated quietly. Myotismon stepped back, his expression one of concern mixed with pride. "A lady should always finish the fights she starts.
"Now you are mine little girl," Vampmon laughed.
"Don't count on it," Angel warned, as she nimbly dodged Vampmon's attack. "It was bad enough that you attacked me, but you never should have made a move on Myotismon."
"And you think you own him?" laughed Vampmon.
"I do own him," she stated quietly, planting her feet firmly and raising her arms across her chest. "Angelic Bubble Blast."
The rain of tiny bubbles poured towards Vampmon, deleting the frayed edges of her clothing as she dodged away.
Enraged, Vampmon charged at Angel, grazing the young girl's cheek. Myotismon growled angrily but forced himself not to interfere. Already though it seemed the battle would go in Vampmon's favor. Through several more volleys of power it became clear that Angel was not as powerful as the champion digimon.
Vampmon prepared to charge again, but stopped in shock as silver wings suddenly burst from the human's back, her face twisting in pain. Vampmon watched in astonishment as the human body was ripped apart and a fearsome digimon rose from the remains.
Human blood dripped onto the rooftop as it drained off the digimon. Her silver wings stretched out to the sky, a few drops of blood still dripping from them. A flowing silver dress covered the black skintight body suit beneath. Her silver eyes were fixed fiercely on Vampmon and her hair seemed to move on its own wind. In one hand she carried a staff with a set of scales set at one end.
Vampmon barely had time to register the fact that the new player was an ultimate before the silver digimon brought her staff around and slammed it into Vampmon's head. She reeled back from the attack and stumbled off the roof. She barely managed to land on her feet, and took off as fast as she could towards a sewer entrance. She needed no further prodding, already she could tell that the other digimon far surpassed her in strength and escape was expedient. She poured into the entrance as smoke and took a second to glance back, the angel digimon was kneeling at the entrance, but her wings were too long for her to follow Vampmon. Vampmon breathed a sigh of relief and took off as fast as she could. Her master would want to know about this, perhaps he would even reward her.
Myotismon landed on the ground next to the kneeling angel digimon.
"She got away," the female fumed.
"You'll have a shot at her another time. I didn't expect her to be interested..."
She laughed, "I know. But we didn't get to follow her to Piedmon."
"The night has definitely been interesting though. So you own me?"
She turned to him with a wicked grin, "Of course..."
Whatever else she would have said was cut off by a blast of flame. Startled they turned to find the digidestined had gathered just down the street. She raised a slender eyebrow as she studied the group.
"Myotismon," Tai called as he walked forward. "we meet again."
"Indeed," Myotismon replied smoothly.
Tai turned to regard the female, "I'm assuming you must be Silverangewomon."
She inclined her head in acknowledgement.
"My," remarked Myotismon, "I didn't expect word of her to have reached you so soon."
"Perhaps he met Brassmon, you know how he likes to talk," as soon as the words had left her mouth Silverangewomon took to the air, gaining distance from the battle which was about to take place. Her silver dress fluttered in the wind as she rose. She could see the battle that was beginning to take place. Carefully she bid her time, there was no rush. Only when all the digidestined and their partners were in range did she slowly level her staff at the group. It would be easy to give Myotismon the upper hand, he was outnumbered and many of the digimon had reached a level equal with his own.
"Balance Of Power!"
The scales at the end of her staff began to swing up and down, as if weighing the people before them. She quickly realized that something was wrong, the powerful light which should have been pouring out of the staff was building up inside instead. She could feel the tension mounting as the staff began to thrum dangerously. With a startled cry she tried to call back the attack but it was too late. In a sudden explosion of light the end of her staff exploded with a brilliant white light.
The explosion was powerful enough to send her flying backwards into a nearby office complex, smashing straight through several walls and bringing a portion of the building down on top of her. She watched, in numb shock that her attack, had failed as her skin began to be consumed by brilliant silver flame before she lost consciousness, and the rubble continued to pile up around her.
AN: I realise this might be a little confusing, but hopefully everything will become clear in the next chapter! .
Reader questions:
KOI: It has romance in it, mostly Myotismon and my OC character Angel, but this story does not deal specifically with the development of their romance.