Merger in the Dark
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Daemon looked down over the beach as he gently glided down from his castle. A human was sitting on the sand near the ocean. Daemon narrowed his blue eyes.
"A mere human child dares demand my presence…" growled the dark lord as he touched down. He took a step forward but was suddenly assaulted by a wave of darkness. The energy threatened to choke the demon. His eyes bugged out.
"A mere, human?" called a youthful voice in Daemon's head. "You disappoint me, Daemon; I expected a bit more consideration, from you."
"What is this?" Daemon hissed through his teeth. The energy released its grip on the digimon's throat.
"I am not a mere human child!" A figure was standing right in front of Daemon. The robed beast stifled a gasp of surprise at the sudden arrival of the human in front of him. "I am Damienmon."
The demon looked at the child with suspicion. "You are not. You are a human. A puny, insignificant, human child!"
The child growled and ripped the digivice from his side. "I am not a mere human!" The device roared in pain as it shuddered in Damienmon's hand. The boy reached up and produced a locket shaped object from under his shirt. "I am Damienmon!"
Daemon looked at the crest in the child's hand. His eyes, usually stoic and cold, widened in surprise. "No, I refuse to believe…"
"Your choice…" the child turned his back on the mighty demon lord, "but I wouldn't suggest it. It means I'll just have to destroy you. Pity when a father has to destroy his son…but…"
"WHAT!? No one will destroy me without a fight first!" Daemon took a grand step forward. He opened his clawed hand, "Evil Inferno!" Fire rocketed from Daemon's clawed hand. A swarm of black wasps flew in front of the fiery blast. They exploded in flames but the ploy worked to disperse the fire.
The child turned, "See…even the insects know my position and give up their lives for me…and yet my own prodigy, the greatest dark lord, one of the two dark lords that were not destroyed by the Digi-Destined, does not understand the simple fact that I am Damienmon, his lord and master."
"My…Lord," Daemon looked in surprise. The great demon dropped to his knees. "My creator…you have been gone for a very long time…"
"Being sealed does that to a person," replied the child. He turned and walked towards the water. "Come, we must speak with your brother."
"The squid?" growled Daemon. The demon stood slowly and walked after the child.
"You will speak of your brother with proper respect," returned Damienmon. The child stepped up to the water's surface.
The ocean exploded. A large, looming beast rose from the water. It was in a large coral chariot. A pair of shadow-form Mega Seadramon was reined to the coral vehicle. The beast had arms composed of tentacles and in his right hand he carried an unholy implement of doom. His bulbous head was inclined downwards. His dark beady eyes were staring at the child and Daemon.
"What is the meaning of this?" growled the beast. He pointed large fork in his right hand at Daemon and the child.
"The Shadow Trident…" murmured the child as he looked at the tines that were pushed in his face. "Fashioned from the bones of one hundred Skull Mammothmon."
"Who are you, and why are you in league with this…bat?" growled the beast, the little tentacles on his upper lip flapped with each word.
Daemon could only smirk. "Don't you recognize, Master Damienmon?"
"I will not play your endless games, Daemon," growled the beast as he turned his trident on the winged demon. "Now dispense with your lies and tell me who this, meek, little child is!?"
"I am Damienmon," said the child slowly. Letting each and every word have its time. The child flicked his wrist up. The squid like beast grabbed his stomach as he fell backwards. "I hope you have no plans to destroy me, Dragomon…Daemon already tried, and failed miserably."
"FORBID…" the beast reared up; his trident glowing with a dark green energy.
The child raised his hand and clamped it shut. A single stream of water shot up and ensnared the tentacles that comprised the beast's trident arm. Dragomon howled angrily as he tried to aim his trident at the two attackers. The water wrenched hard and yanked the ocean lord into the sea.
"Give up," demanded the child. "It is a lost cause. You can see that I command the water here much more efficiently than you." Dragomon looked up in surprise. The squid growled.
"He's not very bright, is he, Master?" remarked Daemon with a smile; as he watched Dragomon struggle with the water rope.
Damienmon growled and a burst of water shot up from behind Dragomon and it grabbed him like a massive hand snatching a jack. The water lord was totally constrained.
Finally after trying to wrest himself from the wave's iron grip; Dragomon relented and dropped the trident. He looked at the child in awe. The child had defeated him in his own element, with his own element, and seemingly without breaking a sweat.
"You are…him…" whispered the beast.
"I think the idiot finally gets it," smirked Daemon.
"What did I tell you about respecting your brother?" asked Damienmon calmly. A cold smile cut across his face. A bolt of black lightning shot down and slammed Daemon backwards. The child turned his head slightly back to where Daemon was lying. "You will have to get along…if you are to be useful to me."
"What do you mean, 'get along'?" growled Daemon as he slowly stood shaking off the abrupt attack. He looked incredulously up at the looming form of Dragomon.
"The Digi-Destined are trying to fend off the advances of a digimon named, Lucemon," replied Damienmon. He looked back at Daemon upon hearing the dark lord's hiss. "I was forced from the Digital World soon before his rise to power." The child looked up at Daemon. "What have you heard of this digimon?"
"He sealed me in the Cave of Tomorrow, with one of those, Harmony Seals," growled Daemon. "It wasn't until after the destruction of the Destiny Stones, that the harmony in the Digital World was disrupted to a degree that I could free myself!"
"I have been watching the angel since his current ascent to power, but I remember the angel from before, as well," growled Dragomon. "He sealed me within the Dark Ocean cutting me off from the Digital World, locking me here to live out my life in silent misery!"
"Awe…" Daemon tried to stifle a snigger.
"Do not test my patience with you!" growled Dragomon. He lifted his trident again. Daemon lifted his hand and enveloped it in flame.
"STOP THIS!" roared Damienmon. The two siblings froze in mid-move. "We have more important things to do. I wish to destroy the Digi-Destined, but to do so, I will need assistance. This is your chance to leave this weak and dying world and return to power! Will you come with me?"
"Of course I will, my creator," Daemon kneeled down.
"I will also like my freedom from this prison!" growled Dragomon. Dragomon looked at Daemon. "I also will lend my eyes to watch this thing."
"Then let us go to the Human World," said the child. He turned.
"Wait…" Daemon stood quickly. "We must make a detour to the Digital World."
"Why?" The mighty Dragomon took a step out of the ocean and onto the sand. "We should strike whilst Lucemon is preoccupied with the Digital World!"
"We need an army to strike with," growled Daemon in response as he turned to Damienmon. "If we go to the Digital World I can try and round up the remainder of the forces I controlled."
"Lucemon controls fifty-three percent of the Digital World," said Dragomon as he stomped completely from the ocean, "either by forceful control or by the digimons' own choice."
"Take the sand and water with us," growled Damienmon. The two dark lords looked at the child. The boy walked away from them. "I said gather up the sand and water, I suspect you are carrying canteens in that chariot of yours, Dragomon."
"Why my lord?" gulped the two digimon.
"This world is completely comprised of dark digimon data, they are not directly reformed here but their data is used to make the sand and water and trees, even those apparitions you conjure up are nothing more than the combination of dark digital data," explained Damienmon with a bit of annoyance, "if you were to bring this data with us to the Digital World you could re-reformat the information into something more, serviceable."
The two dark digimon turned and gathered soil and water. Daemon was on his hands and knees gathering up sand. Dragomon was scooping water up in large canteens. The child turned and opened his hands.
"Come my shadow minions," called Daemon as he stood and raised his hands in the air. The shadow creatures faded into existence around their demon lord. "Come…you will command my forces …" He sandwiched his hands together merging several of the shadows into three large shadows.
"Are we ready yet?" asked Damienmon impatiently. He flicked his finger into the air and several black, watery ripples flowed from the area Damienmon pressed.
"Yes my lord," replied the two dark digimon as they walked forward. Large canteens were hanging from Dragomon. Daemon and his shadows, carrying several little satchels of sand, walked forward.
"Good," Damienmon slashed through the ripples tearing the barrier between the Digital World and the Dark World. "Forward to glory!"
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Hiroshi was sitting on the sidewalk. He sighed heavily. "How can an entire city miss a beast like Chimeramon, flying over?"
"I get the feeling that they don't want us to find Chimeramon," said Datirimon. The little green digimon hopped about. "Why? I don't know…"
"Maybe they like Chimeramon…" said FanBeemon quietly. The little insect was laying its head between its forelegs. Datirimon and Hiroshi looked at the little bee with a bit of skepticism. "What? Just because he's butt ugly and has the personality of a nightmare, doesn't mean everyone in the universe would hate him…."
"What I don't get is; why didn't the beast destroy the city?" Datirimon looked up at Hiroshi. The green digimon looked at the shops around him, "I mean he turned that train into a summer sausage."
"I said you shouldn't have spoken of Chimeramon again," the voice shook the trio of strangers from their musings. Hiroshi looked up. It was Deramon and Mushroomon and a group of Alraumon. Gekomon and Otamamon were filing in behind them.
"Umm, hi everybody…" Hiroshi smiled weakly at the small mob that was gathering.
"NOW!" shouted the plant backed, bird digimon. The mob of digimon leapt at the trio.
"FanBeemon Di…"
A club dropped down on the bee's head and the insect slumped forward unconscious. A green digimon with a sackcloth shirt and a large bone club was standing behind Hiroshi and the others.
"Can't be having that, now, can we?" asked the digimon.
"Goblimon, a rookie, virus digimon, and ruder than rude!" growled Datirimon.
Hiroshi turned to run but a bola wrapped around his legs dropping the boy. A bag flashed down over Datirimon and a group of Alraumon was tying up FanBeemon's unconscious body. A small round digimon in a red, masked hood and little shin and elbow guards hopped down.
"I am Ninjamon," said the digimon in an arrogant tone. "How do you like my little bola?"
"Not the accessory of the year…" grumbled Hiroshi as he looked up at the little flesh colored digimon.
"Awe…well too bad!" The little ninja held up a small ball and lifted a mask over his face and threw it down. Hiroshi coughed and sputtered but suddenly his eyes felt heavy and his head swam. The last thing he remembered was the sound of Ninjamon saying something about "knockout gas".
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Hiroshi woke up slowly. Wherever they were, it smelled like a barn. Hiroshi shook his head. His brain was still swimming with whatever Ninjamon had used for knockout gas.
"He's awake!" warbled a strange voice.
"Oh good, now we can at least show him our little project," said a second more robotic voice. Hiroshi opened his eyes slowly. The first thing he saw was an alien like creature. It was peach colored with a large, heavily wrinkled, purple brain that was visible outside of its head. Its legs were just a collection of tentacles and its hands had three nimble fingers that were attached to a thin rubbery arm. The second he saw as a small pill shaped digimon. He was encased in metal save for his left eye which revealed a slab of pink, raw skin. A glass dome covered his head and revealed an activated motherboard.
Hiroshi struggled to get up, but he was chained to a pillar. "Let me go!" shouted Hiroshi. The boy squirmed and pushed but to no effect.
"Oh I would, but you humans are such a bunch of blatherers," said the digimon with the dome.
"Oh isn't it true, Datamon?" agreed the other digimon nodding.
"It is indeed, Vademon," replied the domed digimon. Hiroshi thought he heard the sound of heavy breathing in the room. It was dark all save for some dim lights that revealed the two digimon that were speaking and a spotlight that seemed to shine on him.
"I said 'Let me GO!'" shouted Hiroshi as he pulled and pushed and growled.
"We can't do that," said Datamon as he walked into the spotlight.
"No, indeed we can't," said Vademon as he followed Datamon. "You'd tell the Chosen Ones and then they'd come and get rid of our baby…no we couldn't allow that at all!"
"BABY!?" shouted Hiroshi. "What are you talking about?"
"Chimeramon," replied Datamon and Vademon together. Suddenly a second spotlight flashed on, revealing the large mutated digimon. It was in shackles and currently was just looking down at the floor.
Datamon turned and looked at the beast, "You see, when the Digimon Emperor was defeated about twenty years ago, myself and my colleague decided that it may not be a bad idea to have a Chimeramon around, I mean sure, the Digimon Emperor couldn't control it, but he only had a few months to perfect the creature, but then again a foolish human could never hope to control a digimon of such great power, so we stole the information he had gathered on the experiment and then work on the flaws. We have been working on perfecting Chimeramon for nearly twenty five years. When Lucemon started taking over the Digital World, we decided to put our research to practice."
"It really didn't take long for us to create him, the human made it sound so difficult but then again a human would. One only had to gather up the data," said Vademon. "We had to steal some harvested information from one of the Digimon Emperor's caches, mainly to implant Devimon's data."
"You made…that thing…?" Hiroshi looked up in terror at the beast.
"Yes, it's our baby," said Vademon.
Hiroshi blinked. He suddenly realized he was very alone. "Where are FanBeemon and Datirimon?" He looked around the area.
"Oh, they are right here," a third light flickered on revealing the two digimon tied to pillars of their own. Datamon walked forward. "Now, I bet you want to know why the citizens of this city are so, protective of this secret."
Hiroshi looked at Datamon. He bit his lip. "Why?"
"Because, we've been training Chimeramon, to be obedient and to defend us against Lucemon," replied Vademon. He chortled softly as he scampered around the large hanger they were in.
"You can't train Chimeramon!" Datirimon shouted. Datamon turned and growled at the In Training digimon. The green creature was looking at the metal digimon with contempt. "Did you learn nothing from the Emperor's experience with the creature? It wasn't that the Emperor couldn't control Chimeramon because he lacked experience; it was because the monster is fundamentally FLAWED!"
"Don't talk about our baby like that!" Vademon was squealing around and grabbed what looked like a ray gun and spinning in a tizzy zoomed over to Datirimon and shoved the barrel of the weapon into the little digimon's mouth. Suddenly Vademon's eyes changed drastically and its voice lowered, "or it will be the last words you speak!"
Hiroshi gulped as he watched the little digimon being terrorized by Vademon. Datamon walked up behind the alien and tapped it on the shoulder. Vademon leapt up in surprise and Datirimon screamed in terror.
"SHUT UP!" yelped Datamon. He looked back. The lightly reposing mish-mash of digimon parts started. Its eyes glowed bright red. "No! Its ok baby, settle down, daddy's here…"
Chimeramon gave a feral roar and opened its mouth and tilted its head upwards. "Heat Viper!" the roof exploded revealing a starlit sky. Chimeramon tore at the shackles and ripped the metal bindings from the walls. His eyes were crazy and the digimon roared.
"Chimeramon, dear, please settle down, it's ok…we will make sure no mean ol' Digi-Destined will hurt you…" placated Vademon in soothing tones, but to no avail.
The digimon roared in anger and lifted its Devimon hands. Its wings unfurled and Chimeramon took flight into the star filled sky. Vademon and Datamon rushed forward.
"Heat Viper!" there was a mucous green light that backlit the sky.
"The city!" Hiroshi yelled.
"Our baby…" yelped Vademon. The digimon spun around. His ray gun was pointed at Hiroshi. "You did this!"
"Hiroshi!" yelped FanBeemon as he struggled in the bindings.
"You scared my baby, now he's rampaging! It's your fault!" Vademon was in hysterics. The edge of the ray gun charged. "Alien…"
"FanBeemon digivolve to Waspmon!" the large black and yellow, armored wasp ripped from his bindings and dove in front of Hiroshi.
"RAY!" a blue beam shot from the ray's barrel and blasted Waspmon in the chest. Waspmon groaned as he was sent flying backwards and crashed through the pillar that Hiroshi was chained to. The chains fell loose and Hiroshi ran for Datirimon.
"Alien Ray!" a beam whizzed past Hiroshi's head.
"Turbo Stinger!" a blast of static energy shot from Waspmon's stinger and rammed into Vademon. The digimon was laid out on the ground moaning.
"Hurry, before he gets up!" yelped Datirimon. Hiroshi grabbed a hunk of the pillar Waspmon had obliterated and started to jam it into the links of chain. After several clanks, Hiroshi rammed the rock in his hands into a weak spot on the chain separating it from the pillar and loosing Datirimon. The little digimon dropped to the floor.
"MY BABY, OH DATAMON, MY BABY!" screamed Vademon insanely as the alien wrapped its arms around the robot.
There was another blast of green fire. A feral roar overwhelmed the sounds of screaming digimon. Hiroshi looked at the two creators.
"You did this!" shouted Hiroshi. "You, you , fools! Who would think this was a good idea!? You didn't do this to save yourself!"
The two digimon looked at Hiroshi in surprise. Waspmon took up a defensive position to the side of Hiroshi.
"We did this because we needed to!" shouted Vademon. "Our baby…"
"Your baby is far from a baby!" shouted Hiroshi. He stomped forward. "Your baby is a monster that is turning the city, that it was 'trained' to protect, into rubble! You didn't do this to protect anyone you did it because you wanted to see if you could!"
"You wouldn't know! Human!" Vademon lifted his gun up and pointed it at Hiroshi.
"Killing me won't change the fact that you let that thing loose on the Digital World, and I'll tell you the sincerest truth, the Digi-destined are currently too busy to save your hides from your own creation, I'm the only one here, I didn't even want to come to this little city of horrors, I came here because I was worried about the digimon here! AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET!?" Hiroshi growled angrily. His D-3 was glowing light pink. A tear shaped emblem glowed on the screen. "Now if you would, let me get rid of Chimeramon before he turns everything in a hundred mile radius into rubble!"
"NEVER!" Vademon shot forward. Datamon went to grab the alien but the digimon squirmed from the metal creature. "Alien….!"
"Waspmon, digivolve to…CannonBeemon!" Waspmon's abdomen elongated. His exoskeleton was black and yellow stripes. The armor shoulder pads morphed into a large grid of missile launchers that were shaped like honey combs. His stinger was a large energy cannon. His arms and legs and even wings were dwarfed by the large missile launchers on his back. The bee digimon hovered between Hiroshi and Vademon. "Try it and you will have ten thousand missiles trained on you before the beam can even leave the end of your gun."
Vademon staggered back and fell into Datamon's arms.
"You know deep down inside the human is right," hummed Datamon quietly. Vademon looked up at Datamon. "We created Chimeramon out of chagrin, not out of the hope to protect anyone. We were wrong…" The alien looked in Datamon's eyes. They suddenly became calm.
"He can't live like this, it is not right," whispered Vademon. He looked at Hiroshi. "We made a very horrible mistake. The thing we have created, the child of our minds is a monster…and if we're to preserve its soul we must stop him now…" Vademon sighed. "Chaining him up, like an animal, we were horrible. He deserved better creators; maybe he'll find them upon reformatting…"
Datamon only could nod. Hiroshi blinked. He hopped up on CannonBeemon's back and picked up Datirimon. "Let's go! He's getting further from us, I can't hear him roaring."
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AN: Yes any feeling you get from Vademon and Datamon, you probably should have. Let me just say…there may not be much in the way of taiora (though I assume that Matt and Sora get married, but I usually have no feeling about relationships) or takari or mimato but there is at least an inkling of Vadedata… hehe