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The Place of the Past

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The Mission's gates swept open. The wooden village was spread out before them. Digimon scampered around. The group of humans walked through the gates slowly.

"You'd never know there was a General here…" whispered Janet as she looked at a group of giggling Floramon.

"They may be forced to put up and act for it," said Renamon as she narrowed her eyes at the giggling digimon.

"Maybe their just keeping the hope alive!" cheered Mark as he ran over to a group of Gazimon.

"Mark, wait!" Lucemon glided after him.

"Hi!" Mark smiled at the grey rabbits.

"Hello," said the grey rabbits. "Who are you?"

"I'm Mark, this is my friend, Lucemon," said the boy as he leveled his hand at the angel behind him. The rabbits smiled and then looked around. "You have other friends…"

"Yep, we're the Chosen Ones," said Mark with a smile. The rabbits looked at the boy.

"We, we have to go," whispered the rabbits as they scurried away.

"Oh, so soon…" whispered Mark as he reached towards the rabbits.

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"Should we tell the general?" whispered one of the Gazimon as soon as they had gotten a couple of blocks away.

"Would the general want to know?" asked one of the other Gazimon.

"You would think so? I mean they're the digi-destined," replied the first rabbit.

"But the general's…not going to like it…" whispered the third Gazimon. "And the last time the general didn't like something…" The Gazimon shuddered. "My ears rang for a week."

"Only a week, I couldn't move for two weeks!" yelped the second Gazimon.

"Well I still have yet to be able to hear properly," groused the first Gazimon.

"Then we shouldn't tell the general…" said the second Gazimon.

"That won't work, the general will just find out anyways," grumbled the third Gazimon in aggravation.

"Not if we get rid of them ourselves…" said the first. An evil grin covered his face.

"And how do you propose we do that, the first chance they get they'll make their partners digivolve, just like the stories of the other digi-destined says," said the second Gazimon in defeat. "Plus they'd only make a bigger commotion if we did that!"

"Heh, we don't have to fight them, we just…" The first Gazimon sighed for a bit. "What would we do?"

"We could kidnap them away from their partners," said the second Gazimon he twitched his tail hopefully.

"And then what? Lock them in a closet?" growled the first Gazimon. "No that won't work…"

"Maybe, we can get other digimon to fight for us!" yelped the second digimon. The other two looked at him. "Think about it, if we could get really powerful digimon to fight, then we wouldn't get hurt and they'd finish those kids off fast!"

"But who, pray tell, do you wish to use?" asked the third Gazimon.

"I think it's obvious, the ones set to guard the Mission," said the second Gazimon with a bit of a sneer. "Angemon, ExVeemon, and Stingmon."

"Of course," chuckled the first Gazimon and he stood, "Ok, you go to ExVeemon," the first pointed to the second, "You go to, Stingmon," the first them pointed to the third, "and I'll deal with Angemon myself."

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The digi-destined sat on the ledge of the fountain in the middle of the square. The mission had many small shops and in it had been on earth one would've thought of it as a charming small town. Digimon walked around chatting to each other. The destined digimon were resting against the fountain's wall.

Michelle opened her bag and pulled out the rations that Gekomon had given them. She walked over to the digimon, "I bet you guys are hungry."

"Yes indeed!" yelped Snow Agumon and Ryuudamon as they hopped up to the food. The rest of the digimon were quickly behind them, save Renamon and Lucemon. They tried to maintain a modicum of respectability and only walked forward after the others had eaten.

"You didn't have to wait," said Michelle quietly.

"We were not very hungry," replied Renamon and she took a loaf of bread.

"Plus we wish to be a respectable beacon for other digimon," replied Lucemon quietly as he took the bread slowly. He broke it in half and took a bite.

"It's so peaceful here," Amy was leaning back on her hands. "It's like some one took the library and made an entire town out of it…"

"The library must be very dusty," said Snow Agumon as he gobbled his bread.

"No, actually they're very cool," said Brendan cheerfully. He looked up from his computer. "They have the collective knowledge of the area. All the books and newspapers and movies…they are the greatest repositories of our knowledge."

"There also quiet and soothing and warm…" Amy said as she looked wishfully up at the sky.

"Speaking of quiet," Jason looked around. "Where'd everyone go?"

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Angemon looked down at the small grey rabbit digimon. It had been trying for several minutes to get him into a fight. It had been telling him lies on how the digimon had bullied him. Angemon turned from the rabbit.

"Lord Angemon, please," the rabbit scurried forward. "If the general finds out about the digi-destined…"

Angemon released a cold, irritated sigh. "The digi-destined threaten our way of life."

"They do, the general will not let them traipse around," replied the rabbit.

Angemon turned to the rabbit. "I will go, to protect this Mission."

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"These humans have threatened the lives of every digimon in this Mission," growled ExVeemon. He slammed his blue fist on the wooden table, "I will not allow them to go unpunished!" He swept around. His large white wings caused a draft.

"Be careful, the humans are incredibly powerful!" yelped the small Gazimon hat had come to give him the news.

"I am incredibly powerful myself," growled ExVeemon as he stomped forward.

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"I am not a mercenary for the general," stated Stingmon bluntly. The grey rabbit visitor stumbled back in surprise. The emerald wasp warrior walked past the Gazimon. "You should leave…"

"But, but…" the rabbit scurried around. "They will destroy the mission! There is amongst them, the fallen one…"

Stingmon stopped and turned his head, "The fallen one? Here, in the mission?"

"Yes, the fallen one is here, he is one of the digi-destineds' number," said the rabbit quietly.

"So, they actually reformatted that bastard," growled Stingmon angrily. He narrowed his eyes. "What fools those ethereals be…"

"What will you do?" whimpered the rabbit.

"I have no choice, we must stop the fallen one from even getting close to destroying the Digital World," said Stingmon. He extended the pink energy blade in his green armor, "Stay here, I shall go and destroy the fallen one, and anyone who tries to protect him."

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"Renamon, do you know what it is like, to have known you've done something wrong, and not be able to remember," said Lucemon quietly as the fox leaned against the fountain.

The golden fox looked up in surprise. The angelic boy turned his head and looked at her. "I have no idea, Lucemon. All I know is that you destroyed…"

"Not the Burgermon village," Lucemon rubbed his right arm. There was a red streak that ran up and down the appendage. His chest also seemed inflamed. "No, I mean something more…" His cheek bone, under his eye flared in a bright red line. Lucemon closed his eyes and seemed to concentrate hard.

"Lucemon, is something wrong…" the fox lifted up a purple gloved hand towards the angel. Her ears swiveled forward.

"Kage…no, you aren't allowed," hissed Lucemon's breath, ever so quietly. A flash of static lightning flexed out of Lucemon's arm and snapped Renamon's paw across the knuckle. Renamon hopped back. Her ears continued to twitch in Lucemon's direction. The boy kept clenching and unclenching his right fist. "I can't let you forget Kougen…don't be a fool…"

"Lucemon…" the others were at the angel's side.

"Lucemon, are you ok?" Mark walked up to the angel slowly. He clasped Lucemon's hand. "Please Lucemon, answer me…"

There was a soft, azure glow that surrounded the angel and he released a relieved sigh. "I am…fine now."

The group of humans and digimon sighed collectively, except for Renamon. The fox narrowed her eyes and phased out of existence. She wasn't going to say anything until she'd had sometime alone with the angel. There was no need to worry the others.

She wasn't going to get a chance.

"Angel Rod!" a spinning golden rod ripped past the Digi-destined carving a line in the street. A seven foot tall angel draped in a blue sash hovered over the square. He opened his hand. The rod flew into his hand. His metallic helmet was inclined towards them.

"You have come to disrupt the Mission, we can not let you do that," called the angel in an authoritarian voice.

"That's Angemon," Snow Agumon said. The white dinosaur looked up at the angel. "He's one of the guardian angels of the Digital World."

"Then why is he attacking us!" yelped Amy as she cowered behind the fountain.

"This Mission was built by the Harmonious Ones as the last ark of history from before the Great Reformat," replied the angel. He opened his wings. "We will not allow you to cause the destruction of this Mission!"

"We don't want your stupid mission!" shouted Kevin. He hopped up next to Snow Agumon. "We just want the crest here and the whole General thing. We're pretty sure we have to deal with him too!"

"I can not let you near the General," retorted Angemon. He made a fist. His hand glowed with a golden radiance.

"We can't just let a General get away!" shouted Steven. "If we do; the entire Digital World is at risk!"

"The problems outside the Mission are not mine," replied the angel and he pulled his arm back. "Hand of Fate!" a beam of golden radiance slashed forward. Its shining burst was heading right at Janet.

"Janet!" Renamon appeared in front of the girl.

"Renamon!" Lucemon's shoulder rammed Renamon pushing her out the way. He spun around and opened his wings wide. The burst of gold struck Lucemon's stomach. The angel flew backwards crashing into Janet and skidding across the ground. Lucemon bounced and then laid on the ground.

"Lucemon!" Mark ran up to the angel. Lucemon's eyes were closed. Mark shook the angel boy. "Lucemon, wake up!"

"Fox Leaf Arrowhead!" crystalline leaves shot past.

"Little Blizzard!" yelped Snow Agumon.

"Iai Blade!" Ryuudamon ran past throwing energy daggers.

"Hand of Fate!" golden bursts flew forward and the rookies scattered as the street erupted in holy energy.

Lucemon's body pulsed. A dark streak runs down from his cheek like a tear. Faint purple markings bubbled to the surface. His right arm was lined with the same purple coloration. Lucemon's eyes flashed open. His brows narrowed.

"Get off me, twerp," growled Lucemon as he pushed Mark off of him.

"Lu-Lucemon?" Mark looked up as the angel rose up. Lucemon lifted off of the ground.

"V Laser!" An X shaped laser shot past Lucemon's wings.

"Spiking Finish!" A green insect shot by. A pink blade was extended out of his arm. Lucemon lifted his arm deflecting the blade with the ringlets around his wrist.

Lucemon shifted and grabbed the wasp's arm tossing him judo style to the ground. He lifted his arms then drew his hands down. A dark energy flowed in a tight spiral between his palms. Lucemon drew his hands apart revealing the cross of celestial bodies between his hands. "Grand Cross!"

"Hit the deck!" Renamon snatched up Amy and Janet dragging them behind the fountain in the middle of the square.

Snow Agumon tackled Kevin to the ground. Labramon pulled Michelle into an alley. Ryuudamon grabbed Steven, who in turn grabbed Mark. Tapirmon pushed Brendan behind a vender's table.

Janet winced as the square was flooded with light. Dust and smoke wafted around them. Streaks of energy snapped across at particles of soot. Janet blinked and lifted her head tentatively looking back over the fountain. The insect warrior was crumpled against the ground. Lucemon was standing soberly over the body. He looked down at the body with a cold stare. A small smirk slipped across his lips.

"Lucemon…" Janet looked at the angel in fear. The cold eyes lifted and stared at Janet.

"The fallen one came back!" growled a blue dragon as he glided in slow circles around the square. "Angemon, he is back and he has defiled the digi-destined! We must destroy him!"

"No!" Mark ran forward out of his brother's grasp. He ran to Lucemon. "I won't let you hurt him!"

Lucemon looked at the child and then at the two digimon in the sky, "Child, shut up."

"Lucemon?" the angel walked past Mark, smirked, and then disappeared into the air. Seconds later the sky exploded as Lucemon pummeled the large dragon and swept around to parry the rod of the angel. A foot crashed into the dragon's chest.

"ExVeemon!" shouted Angemon as the dragon crashed to the ground. A fist flashed across Angemon's right cheek leaving a hard, red impression in the angel's face.

The angel fell backwards and Lucemon appeared above him, and started slamming his feet into his chest like he was running on his tip toes. Lucemon drove Angemon into the pavement but didn't stop there. He propelled himself upwards, back flipped and landed next to where ExVeemon had crashed. The dragon was struggling to his knees but Lucemon slammed his elbow back into the dragon's clavicle. There was a sickening crack that resonated through the square. ExVeemon roared in pain as he collapsed back onto the pavement. Lucemon flicked his wings back against his body as he took to the air and turned to look at the street. He lifted his arms.

"Everyone, DOWN!" growled Snow Agumon. The kids and their digimon dropped to the earth covering each others, except Mark. The boy could only look up at his digimon.

"Lucemon, don't…" whimpered Mark quietly. "Please, don't do this…"

Lucemon leveled his icy stare on Mark. The boy looked through his glasses up at the angel. His eyes were full of water. The angel glowered. "Such weakness," He set his head and started to spread his arms out.

"No Lucemon!" shouted Mark. The boy was on his knees pleading tears were twinkling down his cheeks.

The next seconds were a blur. Darkness swept with light in a display of fire and smoke. The Digi-destined were a gape.

"Mark!" shouted Steven as he pushed forward.

A goat was hovering over the body of the boy. Its fur was burnt and smoking, but it had a determined look on it. It turned its head up to Lucemon.

"Kage the destroyer!" shouted the goat. "You can not be allowed to win!" the goat opened its mouth. "Milky Erode!" a burst of light shot up at Lucemon.

"Holy crap on a stick…" were the only words that could escape Kevin's mouth as Lucemon dove back and forth between the goat's attacks.

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AN: Thanks to the ones who decided to stick through 42 to read this one, this chapter is much better. Chapter 44 is an explanation chapter, but, it also spoils Fall of Harmony. I haven't totally decided if I'm going to weight or keep posting both parallelly. If you want to weigh in now is your chance. I think my default choice is going to be waiting till Fall of Harmony is finished...I know that seems so far away, but part of it is, as soon as I have Fall of Harmony out of the way I can focus more stern heartedly on this story, I promise to get you to singing Lucemon! Just a little changing of pronouns...that's all this little chapter fix is about...