Ownership of Digimon is pretty much Zero at this time. . .

Not to say my ideas are better, but. . . just different. Still late 2028, maybe even early 2029.

Welcome to the beginning of war. . .

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Somewhere, on the eastern coast of the Continent of Server, a Gennai clone was bleeding from a chest wound. The sharpened metal bar being pushed through his chest was both the source of the problem, and not helping it one bit.

The 39 year old woman who aided in the application of said chest wound was having what could be considered a mid-life crisis. In the space of about two weeks she had gone from being a mildly stressed host of a mid-rated cooking show, to the mildly obsessed leader of a resistance force, bent on the immediate removal of the established Bourgeoisie. And she preferred force, if ever given a choice.

The Gennai's chances of survival weren't very good at all.

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She and Biyomon sat by the phone, waiting for any inkling of news. The TV was blaring about pointless news, like which pop-star married who, and what fashions would be in this season. News that was important a month ago for her and her industry, but now just proof of some sort of cover up.

Tai had already vanished from the public eye, opting to be in the digital world during any crisis. With WarGreymon being one of the few reliable megas they had, he wanted to be near the action. It was helping, but even WarGreymon could only slow Mimi down. At best it had forced her tactics had become more strange and erratic.

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Just outside the small house Lillymon was playing with Shakkoumon. A part of her was impressed at them trying to send another DNA evolution after her. Especially after what happened with Paildramon. Either they were desperate, or she'd divided their forces even more then she could have hoped.

Further south would be her main forces. Over a hundred and fifty Digimon and partners of different types and species, all bent on freeing themselves from the oppressive thumb of the Enlightened Gennai clones. They would be currently harrowing a nearby hydroelectric plant, simply to draw attention away from the fact she had found where the Defense Forces had hidden the local Gennai.

Most people in this society were lucky to get their Digimon to evolve to Adult, what was known as Champion level.

Most people in this age never had to undergo the stresses of living under the shadow of constant combat. Impending death around every turn.

The Defense structure wasn't designed to handle an Ultimate level Digimon going wild. Even if it happened, a Crest Bearer was always nearby, just in case. Nothing was prepared for a Crest Bearer to go wild, let alone for any one to organize an army of wild Digimon.

It was a bit of a surprise to her when WarGreymon first showed up. But by dividing her forces, and attacking 'Secured' targets, it was simple to draw him out into the open if only as a distraction. Then it was simply a matter of getting to the Gennais that he wasn't protecting.

Most of all, they almost never expected a human to get involved directly.

As the Gennai's blood trickled down the steel bar and over her fingers, she wondered how long it would take for him to stop twitching.

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Daisuke was still catatonic. Ken was responding at least, but even he seemed emotionally incomplete.

Mimi's laughter still rang as clear as a bell in both their memories. The brunette's sharp words: 'Someone has just made a Major Strategical Error' still haunting them.

When moving personnel to stop the girl's mad rampage, someone happened to forget one of Lillymon's lesser attacks. Flowery Temptation did no notable damage, and was so rarely used, no one took note of it.

At least, no one took note of it until Paildramon had a ring of flowers around it's neck, firing it's guns into the crowd of digimon and human partners assembled to save a single frightened Gennai. All while Lillymon sat on the Dragon's shoulders, as Mimi lectured the panicked crowd through a bull horn. About the dangers of sending a Combat Virus Type to stop a Subterfuge Virus Type. About how they had been lied to about the three Digimon types, and how they should have known better.

All this while an Ogremon pummeled the Target Gennai to death.

Mimi had broken them. Wormon and Veemon had reverted to their egg forms. Not from the flower attack itself, but from when WarGreymon had to stop them... For their own good of course.

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She wiped the blood off the steel bar. The first week was easy, no one was expecting her to attack, and even if they were they never knew the numbers involved. Now it was getting complex. She didn't want to hurt Shakkoumon, but as she walked out the front door of the cabin, she could tell that Lillymon's attacks were having no effects on the digimon's heavy armor.

There was a simple way to end this. No one ever expected the human partners to do anything directly. And she wouldn't be killing him. Lots of people survive concussions every day.

That at least was her rationalization when she cracked 'little' Takeru over the backside of the head with a steel bar, forcing Angemon (and by extension Shakkoumon) out of his evolved form.

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"As a precautionary measure, due to mild difficulties in the digital world at this time, all travel via digiports is temporarily suspended."

The news was trying to make it seem like minor maintenance issues. Like sunspots or something.

Sora understood the actual message. They were trying to hide the fact they were losing.