A/N: .....................Mwaha. Today, we see how many animes I can rip-off at the same time, and how strongly I can rip off without people noticing.

Krillin: Isn't that what EVERYONE does, especially concerning the one I come from.

Alpha: *shoots Krillin's head off, notices the scared looks of the reader* Don't worry, he'll come back. Dragonballs are so useful, aren't they?

Drake: I'm still worried I'll be killed by the time you turn your fanfics over to me.

Ryu: Why ARE you going to give Drake control, Alpha?

Alpha: Well, you see, I recieved control from my best bud, The Unknown Unown, who is currently running from Eggman, because UU knows all of his future world dominating plans.

Sonic: Dude, Eggman's still stuck in a manhole from the time UU went to New York for the Fourth of July.

Alpha: Well, what UU doesn't know can't hurt him. Anyway, I too have come into contact with a few, er, problems, and I, being UU's first, and best, Original Character, have decided to do the same, when I can't run from my persuers and still type at the same time.

Drake: And who would those persuers be?

Alpha: Anyone who ever played a Sonic Adventure game.

All: ...........................

Alpha: That's all I can reveal, and stay alive, for now.

Disclaimer: It's summer, I'm a rabid YGO fan, there aren't any new episodes. Oh, and Digimon Season 4's latest episodes haven't shown up yet in my part of the world.

Dracomon: *reads fic* Darn, even I have to admit it's a good rip off.

????????: Feh, I should know, he's ripping off MY story almost entirely!

Drake: *startled* That voice......

Lance: The word 'Feh'!

Both: IT ...... CAN'T...... BE!

Alpha: Why are you guys imitating the Almighty Tallest from Invader Zim?

Lara: *growls* Yes, HE'S the person Dracomon's based off of.

Drake: ....... Actually, that makes sense.

Dracomon: No, it doesn't! I don't have a sword made from the tooth of MY old man...... mon...... whatever!

Alpha: Ah, yes, about that......

????????: That's it, I've had enough of your ****ed up rip-offs! IRON REAVER-

Alpha: AAAHHHHHHHHH! WHERE'S A ROSARY WHEN YOU NEED ONE?!

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"Who are you?" Flamedramon asked, stepping backwards. "Do you mean fight Kimon?"

"I can't reveal myself yet, but, partially, fighting Kimon IS what I meant. In my current state, I cannot." The mysterious Digimon answered, holding the brown cloak tighter over his form.

"And I thought Gennai was vague." Kaiba scoffed." Exactly why do you want to help us?"

"My reasons, once I can explain them, are greatly similar to your friend Dracomon's..... except Kimon only dishonored me, instead of me AND my loved ones."

Confused, Drake glanced down at the still-shuddering Gatomon." Well, that explains one thing...... why didn't he do the same to you, then?"

"I have no loved ones." The stranger said roughly, looking up toward the cliff top scornfully." Your friend is most likely safe from death, but if we wish to save his already slipping sanity, we must hurry, before he catches up with our common foe."

"I see." Renamon said wisely, nodding." He's the kind of villain who'd rather torture his foes then terminate them."

"It is not so much torture as it is corruption. We've wasted enough time talking, do you have an answer?"

Drake and Yami exchanged glances, and then nodded at the creature in front of them.

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"Erase it." Dracomon swore quietly as he stopped on a ledge, seconds before his wings collapsed from exhastion."Why is the person I fear such a coward, CAN'T YOU COME DOWN AND FIGHT LIKE A MON?"

"I could hear every word you said even if you whispered, Draco, so stop straining your voice trying to insult me." Kimon's sinister tone echoed from everywhere, and yet nowhere, around him.

"W-why can't you just leave us-no,-HER alone, you stupid-"

"I'm not even TRYING to harm your pretty little kitty friend this time around, fool. No, I'm after something more, MUCH more, something that only you have."

"Gee, really, I didn't think you cared." Dracomon groaned half-heartedly. He struggled to withstand the erge to doze off from weakness.

"Did my associate's tail injure you more than you thought? Oh, I'm SO sorry." The voice said, chuckling darkly.

"It's nothing.. compared to the pain I'll get looking at your face again." Dracomon said, forcing himself up." I'll climb up this Goddramon-forsaken rock if I have too."

"That's the spirit. Don't kill yourself on my account, though, that wouldn't be any fun." Kimon echoed, with the tone of someone casually shrugging something off." Take a break, relax, rest, it's not my style to bother the sleeping. Besides, shouldn't your life be flashing before your eyes? Maybe you should watch the slide-show closer."

Dracomon would've started a chain of every curse known to monkind, if his body hadn't submitted, and gone unconscious.

"That's right, take a snooze. It'll be easier to relinquish what I need if you fully allow the past back into your memory......"

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(Flashback sequence.)

A small red Digimon sat in silence, resisting the urge to cry out.

He was an In-Training Digimon named Pupmon, only recently digivolved. His eyes were starting to become dark blue, instead of the sky blue they had been as a Baby. An appropriate decription of what he would look like would be a red Demiveemon.

He was in his own, small cave, the highest one on Mt. Ryujin. And it had only seemed to become known to him the obvious. There wasn't anybody else on the entire mountain.

Wasn't there a caretaker of some kind? He struggled to remember, because he felt as if such a thing should be basic knowledge to any Digimon, but there wasn't anything in his memory. Anything at all.

He gasped as he realized someone else had just entered. What he saw was .....himself. No, he was red, this Digimon's skin was a rich ebony.

"Um... are you okay if I stay here?" his black double asked." I'm kinda lost."

"Uh.... sure." Pupmon nodded, restraining himself from leaping for joy. "Hey, what's your name?"

"I'm Genkimon!" He answered happily. " who're you?"

"I'm Pupmon! Nice ta' meet'cha!"

(End flashback)

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Dracomon snapped awake, sweating. [which was odd, considering his skin was made of scales.]

"Ah, such fond memories, weren't they?" Kimon's voice circled." Growing up together, watching each other's backs-"

"SHUT UP!" Dracomon screamed, energy restored." You are NOT Chimon! You're the one who murdered him, and made his friends' lives a living deletion!"

"Is that so? That's not what I remember, though it does have an imposing, Vader-ish sound, doesn't it?"

Dracomon immediately started flapping upward again.

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"Keep up the pace." The stranger said as they hiked up the trail." At this speed, we may not make it in time."

Most of the others groaned, already walked to their breaking point.

Lara looked at the still frightened Gatomon with worry. {Somehow I know this won't end well. I've only known her for a day, yet a it feels like I've known her long enough to know she ISN'T frightened very easily.}

"You know, maybe it would be easier if we digi-"

"No." He inturrupted Demidevimon." Kimon will sense us, and most likely send something to deter us. Besides, your wings have more holes than a Sukamon's cerebellum."

"Someday, we're going to have to meet these insultive Digimon you guys keep mentioning." Drake sighed.

Demidevimon whispered something in his partner's ear, and Kaiba grinned devilishly." so, there's such a thing as a Dogmon and a Dobermon, huh?"

"Kaiba, do you WANT to fall off this cliff?" Joey growled.

"Do YOU want a lawsuit ten times your sister's operation cost against you?"

"Darn it, shutting up now."

{These children and their partners..... only Gatomon seems worried at all, knowing who we're facing. Surely, the young red Digimon has given them proof to fear his power during their journey, so why do they not fear someone he does?}

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(Flashback scene)

A very heavily injured Flymon limply flew away, whimpering like a lost animal. Dracomon, and another Digimon that looked just like him, only colored black, stood there, the latter grinning, the former with a slightly guilty face.

"I'd say he won't be bothering Primary Village for a long time, don't you?" The black Rookie asked.

"That depends, Chimon," Dracomon said quietly." In his state, he could be deleted easily. Whether he's loaded or not will probably be what decides that question."

"Oh, COME ON! Can't you lighten up, even just once?" Chimon griped." Deleting foes, loading data to become stronger, you talk as if there's another way to survive this crazy world!"

"............."

The obsidian dragon groaned." The silent treatment again? C'mon, Dracomon, there're a lot of Baby Digimon who're waiting to see the reason they won't be afraid of leaving the village one day, won't that cheer you up?"

Dracomon smiled a that thought." As long as there're no Tokomons. Those things bite, and there teeth only add to that fearable factor."

"Chicken."

"HEY! You've never been bitten by one, have you!?"

The two glared at each other, then burst out laughing.

(end flashback}

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"ARGH!" Dracomon screamed as he snapped awake again. He was on another ledge. "HOW HIGH DOES THIS RIDICULOUS MOUNTAIN GO UP, ANYWAY!?!?!?!?!?"

"Quite a complex question, actually."

Dracomon snapped his head back, thinking it was Kimon. Instead, he found a small Digimon, probably shorter than Yugi. His metal body was a blue-ish purple, almost layered with lines that foreshadowed hidden weapons. His helmet/head was a sphere-like half-dome, and his face was made of white steel. His eyes, though they looked like a stereotypical machine Digimon's, held a large amount of wisdom, and at the same time, curiosity.

"Who in the sea of the Dark Ocean are you?" Dracomon asked, sounding as if he didn't really care.

"My name is Vemmon, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't swear. I'm still just a Rookie." The metal Digimon answered. "As for your question, this mountain has a conscience-reading defensive mechanism that sends out magnetic waves to make you feel like you're going a long distance."

Seeing the VERY blank look on Dracomon's face, Vemmon added." You're almost to the top. Just don't be impatient, and you'll get there in a few seconds."

"Uh........I.......well.......thanks!" Dracomon said, laughing quietly.

Vemmon smiled in an evil way that made his innocent face horrifying as Dracomon went up to where his nemesis waited." You're very welcome..... very welcome indeed."

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"We're here." The mystery Digimon warned as they reached the top." KIMON, where are you? Where's Dracom-"

Dracomon reached the top at that moment too. Many sweatdrops abounded the group as he landed.

"What are you guys doing here!?" He shouted, his voice worried.

"There're trying to help you, Draco. How sad, to waste all that energy."

As the dark voice silenced itself, a tall Digimon faded into sight in an eerie way. He wore what could have been a typical samurai gi, without the hood concealing his face, and the dark, black color.

"So, that's Kimon? He doesn't look so tough." Roan said. We noticed, though, that his partner was shaking." What's wrong?"

"To become completely invisible by vibrating the cells of your body.... such a technique can only be held by those stronger than even the great samurai Digimon, Kyukimon!"

"Surprised I'm stronger than your specie's Ultimate form, lizard?" Kimon chuckled. He face loomed to the others." And look at the others in you group, including your once-evil partner: A pint-sized devil with a blue-eyed bigmouth, a burned out Armor Digimon with a dopey blond, an anthropromorphic fox with a half-midget half-card shark, a scaredy-cat with an orphaned brunette [or whatever you call her with purple hair], a fuzzball with Ms. Seymour Thana Shood, and, with my dear friend Draco, the son of a man controlled by a Sailor Moon character."

"Impressive. You took the time to make a seperate insult for each of us, how many hours did it take?" Dracomon spat. His fists were starting to shake.

"Well, not all of you. The newest among your number needs no insult," He said, looking [or, at least moving his head] toward the stranger," especially considering I stripped him of his power, which is the only thing keeping him going."

"The day you die my strength will instantly return." The mysterious warrior growled, his voice rough." That day looms near, your time is slipping quickly."

At this, Kimon startled them all. For all of his collected calmness in which he had addressed them all, the laugh he let out was louder and more insane than anything they had ever heard.

"I always love your jokes, BWG, they're funny because they suck."

{BWG.... I've known those initials before..... somewhere.....} Demidevimon thought.

"Enough with the games, who are you, and why are you trying to disrupt the fragile harmony of this world?!" Renamon demanded.

A much lighter chuckled came from this; Drake saw a grin made with very sharp teeth under the hood.

"Fragile, yes, so fragile it doesn't exist. Tell me, when have you met a Digimon you didn't already know that tried to help you, other than Jijimon, and the weakling standing here today?"

They looked at each other weakly, and all realized, with reluctance, he was right.

"Digimon are BORN wild, they live wild, and they die wild! Those who reside in cities or towns, and act peacefully, are all nothing but weaklings; mice trying to hide in a cage containing feuding cats. However, the distrust amongst the three types can more than amend for that. Everywhere you look, Vaccines think Datas are untrustworthy, because they can be good OR evil, Datas think all Viruses are out to rule the world, and slaughter the innocent, and Viruses think that Vaccines are out to destroy them, condemning them as evil without a fair chance. I will be the one who saves this world from becoming weak and feeble, and those in my way will face worse consequences than death."

"A savior? YOU!? You're the one who traded his sanity for power, did you have these ideas of promoting peace, or rather, violence, when you were still Chimon!?" Dracomon yelled, his voice strained.

Another quiet pause. Drake bravely stepped up." Whatever you think, you're wrong, Kimon. It takes courage and strength to make a peaceful world, a warring world needs cowardice and weakness. If you really wanted to help anyone, then why is it everyone loathes you?"

"You don't know? Of course, I suspected as much, with your secretive 'friends'." Kimon said, gesturing toward Dracomon and Gatomon." Of course, the cat holds another secret, even from Dracomon, so even he's in the dark about some things!"

"Wha-?" Dracomon said, shocked at the guilty look on his friend's face.

"Dracomon.. I......" She started, trailing off.

"Perhaps I can shed a little light on your dim minds. Even you'll learn the untold truth about 6 years ago, Dracomon.," Kimon said, enjoying the look of pain on his enemies' faces.

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(Kimon 1st person perspective, flashback)

A little more than six years ago, he too was like the weaklings of this world. Though he had power, and fought when neccessary, he sickiningly would have preffered peace. Still, he knew the truth, that violence was the only solution in this desperate world.

He was known as Chimon, true, known, because he's been dead for 6 years. He was not too different from Draco here, only a great deal more persecuted. Unlike Draco, who only CALLS himself a Vaccine, he KNEW what his type was: Virus! How could he not be, he was black, and he loved the sensation that came in a fight, though he didn't like to.

That was when we met Gatomon. She was kind, and generous; we had no home, and she offered us free stay in her ridiculously located inn. At first, he enjoyed having a new friend. But as the days went on, and she and Dracomon grew closer and closer, he feared his friend was being tricked, that Gatomon was like the many others who hated Viruses, and was manipulating Dracomon into believing he was an enemy.

In his fear, he made a bargain with the Powers of Darkness; in exchange for a single sacrifice, they would grant him the power he would need to survive, if Dracomon fought against him. It was granted, and he digivolved to Champion. However, that Champion's power was so great, he was considered an Ultimate. The sacrifice, however, was his free will; his control over himself. I had long since perished from my original form, and my mind was granted his body by my masters, the Powers of Darkness! That Champion's body was none other than Kimon..... ME.

I dissapeared from that wretched place for a few days, worrying Chimon's friends. However, their fears weren't unfounded, for I returned, with THIS!

(end flashback, 3rd person omniscient}

Kimon suddenly revealed his right hand. It was long, lean, and muscular; like Flamedramon's, only un-armored and black. However, on his right claw was a sharp, glove-like weapon, that looked like an orange dragon's claw, if that dragon had been steel and it's nails golden.

"This is Invincible, the legendary claw created by the joint efforts of all of Veemon's armor evolutions. It's power in battle is infinite for Vaccines, however, it is worthless in a fight to Virus types. But for those Viruses with enough power, it can be used in a similar way to the mythical Flute of Arukeni; the power to control a certain type of Digimon!"

Dracomon's eyes bulged." No......... you mean-"

"Yes." Gatomon said, tears falling." I.... Dracomon.... I lied six years ago about what happened....... I couldn't tell you that-"

"That you were Purged by Dracomon, not the other way around." Kimon said, causing all of the Digimon, except the oddly dubbed BWG, to gasp." That I controlled HIM, not you! That instead of him being Purged while unconscious, he was merely unable to remember what he did to you!"

"Will someone PLEASE explain what the hell Purging IS!?" Drake yelled." We've all been worrying over something we can't understand!"

"I think I know now...... dear god....." Roan said suddenly, his voice choking. His body was shaking like he too was afraid of something.

Kimon sneered." Purging is a violent, unacceptable way of mating. Digimon mate by having the male transfer a large amount of his own data into the female. About a day later, if the data is compatible, the female's body ejects energy that reforms into an egg, which will eventually hatch. Most Purge victims are male, because if the data is not compatible, then it is an easy power boost for the female. However, because males give up data, a male Purging a female is a gesture of extreme, insane hatred. Also, the pain involved is easily nightmare inducing, as Digimon can only mate with those they truly love, it causes great physical harm to those who don't."

"You...you mean that Dracomon...that you controlled him and forced him too...." Shayla said, one of the few able to speak. Everyone else was too sickened and horrified to speak.

"Yes. What is the human word? Rape? I believe that is what I meant. But you should feel happy, Gatomon!" Kimon said, laughing insanely." As I said, you can only mate with those you love, and Dracomon didn't feel any pai-"

"PROMINENCE BEAM!"

The large ray of light was more than ten times the size of the one that slew Andromon. Too afraid to even move, the others froze as the beam connected with the right arm of Kimon.

And immediately shifted, moving to the right, eventually dissapearing in the distance. Kimon's arm was now facing in the direction the beam had headed. He had deflected it.

"No!" Dracomon breathed, feeling the familier weakness.

"He pushed it away like it was nothing...." Yami gasped.

"That gauntlet doesn't even have a scratch....." Lara spoke, eyes wide.

"His power is still too great, even with all that anger powering the beam." BWG noted." Our only option is to retreat."

"NEVER!" Dracomon roared, using his failing strength to launch himself at his nemesis." COSTELLATION CLAW!!!!!!!!"

He missed, though not entirely. Kimon's hood ripped, revealing his face. He looked like Flamedramon, without the armor and spike, but his skin, like the rest of him, was a deep black, and his eyes were pools of murky, tainted silver.

Wings erupted from his gi's back; large, powerful wings, just as obsidian as he was.

"We shall meet again, fools." He whispered, his promise echoing in their minds." But until then, I suggest you get off this mountain."

He reached his claw up, the one with Invincible, and let out a cry," Claw of the Black Sun!"

He swiped it downward, and three LARGE, jagged rays of light, each one a deep indigo, altogether forming the shape of his claw, headed down to the mountain's base.

Then, with a loud, smashing sound, the base of the mountain shattered.

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A/N: I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE CLIFFHANGERS! Don't worry,this is the end of the three parter, but the beginning of a lot more dangerous stuff for our heroes. And, now that I've revealed approximately 79 % of Dracomon's story, we're going to have some different characters earn the spotlight, in the ever present, if cliche, party seperation part of the season.

Drake: I still can't believe you based Dracomon and Kimon [except for the former friends part] off of INUYASHA and NARAKU! Have you no shame, even for a fic author!?

Lara: Drake, that's a recorded message...... Alpha's dead. The others already left to get the Dragonballs...... again.

Inuyasha: *blows smoke off of claws* Well, that was refreshing. Hey, don't tell Kagome about any of this, got it?

Roan: Like we would, Mr. Hanyou?

Inuyasha: HEY! I told you to stop calling me that 86 times while the losers on random computers were reading this rip-off!

Chibi Vegeta: I'm ending this chapter now, before anything else happens. *clicks on FFN.....the document doesn't load. 3 days later, clicking finally works*

Voice in the distance: Not again... INUYASHA, SIT!

*loud crashing sound is heard as the intelligent, willing to live reader reviews the story*

"War doesn't determine who is right, just who is left."-Unknown. [And not UU.]