"There is another, Coàllamon, The last of the digidestined digi-eggs fell out of my grasp as I fled from Piedmon. It landed somewhere separate from the others, and I never tracked it down. Considering it deep in the Server Continent, I could never really pursue it. Piedmon had invaded our very base, and egg fell not too far from there. So I ask you to find it. If possible retrieve it and at the very least release the digimon inside," said Gennai.
"So you want to free the eighth digi-destined digi-egg without getting myself or the egg killed," said Coàllamon.
"That's the gist of it," said Gennai.
"You don't ask for much do you?" asked Coàllamon.
"Of course I do, now go run along and do it," said Gennai. Coàllamon shook his head. Gennai was getting more and more paranoid. It was somewhat understandable, if this separate digi-egg was the key to saving the digital world, then it was pretty important. Coàllamon began trekking across the deserts of Server. He then entered the forests. He had no idea where he was going. There were no noises from his shoulder indicating another digivice.
To pass through Etemon's domain without attracting any attention would have been remarkable, and Coàllamon did not realize what he was doing. His luck did not hold deep in the forest however, as a single Dokugumon began to follow him deeper into the woods. Coàllamon felt a strange sensation, and he looked down at the tag that flapped around his neck. It was giving off an eerie glow, a Carolina blue glow. Coàllamon checked around him the only thing in this digital forest that he could see were a set of ruins. As he got closer to the ruins the glow intensified. The first set of ruins contained Latin inscriptions. These, Coàllamon could read. They suggested that these ruins were inscribed with the prophecies of the digital world.
The first column he came across was covered in cuneiform, the writing of the ancient Sumerians. He didn't know this language at all, but he stored a picture of the column in his digivice's memory, hoping it might be worth something later. He moved on to a more interesting column for him, one covered in Egyptian hieroglyphics. The pictures seemed to tell a story. But there were strange inconsistencies. First of all there were no dinosaurs in Ancient Egyptian script, but a form that seemed to be a ceratopsian was there in the symbols. Also there was a bronze euphonium symbol, which Coàllamon was certain they didn't have either. There were digi-eggs and a digivice and a strange symbol. He moved closer to it. It was an interlocking N and C. Next to it on the relief was a bright burning torch symbol.
Coàllamon followed this leg of the script to a large picture. The picture though only served to really confuse him. It was a picture of a Greek hoplite with the same interlocked NC on his massive shield. His tag was glowing violently at this point and seemed to jump over and attach itself to the shield picture. Coàllamon removed it to find a crest in the tag. It was same interlocking NC symbol. A brainstorm from Protomon told him that it was the crest of Intensity. Effort, and effort that could augment others and be augmented by others, that was intensity. Coàllamon turned away because his digivice on his shoulder had beeped, signifying another digivice close by. He moved toward the signal, not knowing he was still followed by Dokugumon.
Dokugumon, having seen the digivice, was aware that Coàllamon was searching for something. Dokugumon sincerely hoped to find it first. She began moving through the trees quickly. Up ahead something caught her eye. There was a digi-egg attached to a digivice. It would make a nice snack.
Coàllamon looked up ahead and saw the egg, and he saw Dokugumon. He had no choice but to engage. BARITONE BLASTER!!! The wave smashed into Dokugumon, catching the Ultimate off guard. Dokugumon backed off a little bit. Coàllamon kneeled down and lowered his shoulder so that his digivice could activate the one the ground. It did the job. The egg began to hatch. Coàllamon ripped the digivice from the egg and rolled the egg down a hill. He saw a baby digimon emerge. Coàllamon focused the power of his crest on the new digimon who could not see him because she was on the bottom of hill. The digimon became Nyaromon and crawled confusedly into the underbrush.
Dokugumon was not the least bit happy with losing lunch. POISON THREAD! The purple webbing shot from the Ultimate's mouth. Coàllamon moved to avoid it, but the webbing caught his leg as he tried to get away. Now, attached to a tree, Coàllamon tried to get loose. He aimed his right arm at Dokugumon to get a desperation shot off but found that arm stuck to a tree. He moved to use his other arm to free his right, but found that one stuck also. He could feel the venom moving through the digital parts of his body. The jolts were starting to cause spasms. The spasms were intolerable because he couldn't move. Dokugumon moved down to enjoy a much larger lunch. She climbed up the tree and raised her fangs. Despite the spasms, Coàllamon felt a rush of power moving through his body and coming from his...crest. Dokugumon bit down in a flash of blue light on...
Coàllamon...digivolve to...WarCoàllamon!!!
...a shield. WarCoàllamon burst his webbing. Having gained a few inches in height, he had also gained some muscle mass. His right carried a spear of some 8 feet, and instead of a metal spearhead was a blade of pure energy. The shield on his left arm, emblazoned with the crest of intensity on its front defended his body. A Corinthian helmet protected the head, but the eye, nose, and mouth opening were covered over by a visor. The plume on the helmet was short and blue. The body was protected by a bronze colored cuirass, the ankles by great greaves, and the wrists were protected by wrist guards. Although these looked to be bronze they were an off color chrome digizoid concotion. All unarmored body parts were covered in blue like spandex. This was WarCoàllamon, the Ultimate form of Coàllamon.
WarCoàllamon took a minute to look himself over. He was a hoplite, plain and simple. Very much like the depiction in the carvings where he got his crest. Wait a minute, he thought. Could this have been the inscription's meaning? If so what else did those ruins hold secret? WarCoàllamon did not have time to think about that just now, not with lines of poison thread coming at him. They pulled at his shield, but did little else. He faced Dokugumon, positioned his spear as if to throw it. He had no intention of throwing it. This was the proper positioning of the hoplite. The spear was his weapon and he held it aloft, not down like a jabbing weapon. Hoplites fought best en masse in a small area, but these were unnecessary details to WarCoàllamon. He would be a one man phalanx. He rushed down upon Dokugumon and rammed her with his shield side. Dokugumon was throttled back. WarCoàllamon ran up and followed and when he found her on her back like a turtle, he jumped and placed the spearblade at her throat.
"You have this chance to surrender," said WarCoàllamon. Dokugumon rolled her head as in submission, but used another leg to trip WarCoàllamon. WarCoàllamon lost his shield but sprang up too fast for Dokugumon to make a move. WarCoàllamon shook his head and began twirling his spear. The flame on the blade seemed to form a circle of fire. Another circle formed and another. WarCoàllamon snapped his spear at the enemy...INTENSITY WHIPLASH!!! The rings of blue fire rolled down upon the unfortunate Dokugumon and soon took her out of existence. WarCoàllamon knelt, collected his shield and offered a prayer. Then a searing pain whipped through him. Though he had gone Ultimate he had not gotten rid of the venom. He staggered into the woods before other digimon could find him or attack him. He made his way back to the ruins. Even in pain he had to find the meaning of the inscriptions. He found the Egyptian one. It was easy enough to follow now. He could see his whole past in the digiworld play before him. But beyond the point of his transformation to WarCoàllamon, there was nothing other than the sign of a freed Nyaromon and a defeated spider. He moved to another column.
The symbols on this column were Greek, but in his current form, WarCoàllamon could muddle through the translation. It spoke of a fountain of fire and an evil in it. And it mentioned digidestined, earlier Digidestined, who had been summoned to stop it. WarCoàllamon paused. More digidestined? Of a much earlier era? This was getting a tad too freaky. He held his shoulder to download the inscription. It was yet another he would have to straighten out with Gennai. WarCoàllamon was beginning to think the man was holding back a little too much from him. He cringed. The venom was still working inside him. The other columns contained scripts that he could not translate. Doubtless they held information too, but it was not his destiny to discover their secrets. Of that much he was sure. The pain subsided. He needed to get back to the coast, to find Gennai and tell him he had found the information. He also had to tell him he had released Nyaromon, but had been unable to recover her. He looked behind his shield. The digivice that was attached to the egg was still in his possession. One good thing, he was sure. Gennai would surely want to know about that.
WarCoàllamon gathered his strength and struck forth across the deserts of Server. In time he emerged at the sea, where he found a Mekanorimon waiting. It was Gennai inside and he popped out to greet the newly minted Ultimate.
"I see you have you have digivolved further to your fully digivolved form. I never thought you'd get this far myself. I really didn't see you getting past the in-training stage. Now here you are. Did you have any luck with the digi-egg?" said Gennai.
"Yes and no. I was attacked by a spider digimon and could only manage to set the digimon inside loose. I assume it will be fine. I just don't know what's happened to it," answered a panting WarCoàllamon.
"And the Dokugumon?" asked Gennai.
"Eliminated. These Ultimate digimon forms really pack a punch. Still, Gennai I found some disturbing stuff out there. It seems that there some ruins with what seem to be prophetic messages out there. One even foretold of my coming to the detail of how I got to be Ultimate. I have two others here on my digivice. One is in cuneiform, which I can't read. The other is in Greek which my current form is able to understand. It speaks of many things Gennai. It speaks of earlier digidestined and some greater evil that came through a pillar of fire. It especially bothers me because you warned of Piedmon, of the Devimon, of lesser evil digimon. This prophecy insists that this evil is the root of all of theirs and only its destruction can truly save the digital and the REAL world," said WarCoàllamon.
"I see. You seem to have found the ruins I had hoped to find myself. The cuneiform prophecy will have its place too, I am certain. But WarCoàllamon, you have stumbled on secrets that I was not willing for you to know. Your mission seemed to be such a limited one, that I thought you could be led to narrow your mind. But even that was foolish. How is anyone newly exposed to anything supposed to close their mind? Especially when they have physically merged with another being like Protomon. Of course you had doubts and theories, some valid, others just in passing. The truth is you are right. Piedmon and all he represents is not the penultimate evil. He is an unwitting instrument of that evil. Yes, there have been digi-destined before, but they always left the last step unfinished. We finally devised a system to achieve success through developing digimon that would feed off the qualities of the digi-destined. However, Piedmon interfered as we were making headway in our experiment. Plus we needed to know if we were right and the technique even possible. So we brought you in as a guinea pig, more or less. Your crest of intensity was created almost as an afterthought. We chose you because of your diverse background, you might readily accept the digiworld and have ideas on thwarting its enemies, and you shared something in common with the digi-destined," said Gennai.
"Which was?" asked WarCoàllamon. The venom attacks subsided for the moment.
"Do you remember an event that occurred when you were twelve?" asked Gennai.
"Twelve? Let's see. That was about three and a half years ago. We visited Japan that year. I remember that. It was a rough flight. We hit turbulence and almost didn't touch down. I also remember visiting Taiwan and South Korea on that trip," answered WarCoàllamon.
"Do you remember the cause of the turbulence?" asked Gennai.
"I seem to remember a green flash...and...and," WarCoàllamon began choking up. He could see it now. The giant dinosaur he had seen and the green flash, they had been digimon. Which ones, he didn't know for sure, but digimon nonetheless.
"So you know. Good. Saves me the trouble. WarCoàllamon, you have been the proof that we have looked for. Human and digimon can work together and use their energies to power the bonds that will ultimately save the digital world. If they remain true to themselves as you have, there is no reason they cannot reach Ultimate with their digimon. You have seen the ability of one Ultimate, do not doubt the good that Eight could accomplish. One task remains for you for now. Then you may return to your world, but know if we need you again we will summon you. Piedmon is still out there. He still is the greatest immediate threat to the digi-destined. Your task is this. Go to File Island and release the digimon from their hiding place. They have much growing to do. Then you can return home via one of those telephone booths. You need only dial GENNAI and you will return to your own world. Got it?" asked Gennai.
"Yes, Gennai, and thank you," WarCoàllamon. He clamored into the water using his shield as his raft and his spear as his oar. Shoving off in this fashion, he made good time over to the island. Once there he parted the palm fronds. He then used the power of his crest to activate the digi-eggs. The digimon emerged, but only a couple caught sight of him. WarCoàllamon devolved back to Jonomon and walked to the phone booths. He entered one and dialed GENNAI. He soon found himself back in his room, an unfinished international history paper in front of him. As long as Protomon was with him, John knew the mission was not over. He had a feeling he would return to the digiworld, in one form or another.