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Last time on In the Shadow of Chaos…
Basically EVIL (Kage) Lucemon and Ornyxmon duke it out, but within the angel boy a second fight is going on, one that Kougen, The good Lucemon, wins. After the battle Ornyxmon relents to trusting the digi-destined and shows them the inner chapel and tells them about the Great Format and then there is the revelation…Lucemon was the catalyst of the Great Reformat.
Now the story continues…..(dun dun dunn doo dee!)
The Crest of Hope; The Past Falters
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"Excuse me…" Kevin gaped.
"Did…" Steven angled between Lucemon and Mark. "Did you just say you did this…" The boy pointed up at the mural.
"More or less…" said Lucemon quietly.
"So then, that whole 'I want to protect the world' and crap was just what, a lie?" shouted Steven loudly.
"It's not that simple…" Lucemon looked up at Steven. His blue eyes were no longer shimmering sapphires but were faded cloudy oceans. "I am Lucemon, but to be Lucemon means to be two beings…to be Kage of the shade and Kougen of the light, as you see me now," He extended his arms, "as the pure skinned, is how you see Kougen of the light. Kage of the shade is the one who did that!" Lucemon pointed to mural. "He is the carrier of destruction and darkness; I am his containment; his light. He gives me power; I give him stability. We can't exist as separate beings. Trust me, we tried, and you have seen what has happened…"
"You just thought this little bit of information was unnecessary?" shouted Amy loudly.
"I can't remember a lot of what happened," said Lucemon quietly. He closed his eyes, "All I really remember is that I did something incredibly bad that included the destruction of the Digital World. Over the time I've been with you, the virus from the Gospel…and my deletion has…fed my memory. I only can remember becoming disimpassioned with Kage."
"I have a question," Brendan looked at Ornyxmon. "If there are so many digi-destined, then why have we been sent, I mean wouldn't it be just as easy to bring the digi-destined that defeated," Brendan looked at Lucemon, gulped and then coughed, "the dragon, here to defeat Assaultmon or who ever is running the show…?"
"All I know is that the Human World and the Digital World are attached," said Ornyxmon. The goat looked up at the mural, "When the original Digital World was destroyed and its data totally deleted, any data about the Digital World disappeared with it."
"Yeah but I'm guessing the Human World had one hell of a fight," said Kevin as he looked up at the mural, "There'd be damage and death and such…"
"When the Digital World deleted," Ornyxmon responded. "All the data in the Human World was manipulated to match…"
"Yeah and?" Kevin replied.
Brendan narrowed his eyes. A light flashed in his head, "Of course, data here is in a physical form, it's true in our world too! We can store data in a physical vessel, atoms, molecules, particles…so…"
"The damage done to our world was nullified," Janet remarked quietly, "or at the very least the memories and causes of the damage were changed."
"Exactly…" Brendan said quietly. "Remember…that asteroid…"
"The one that had happened twenty years ago, that supposedly put human civilization back forty years," replied Jason with a huff.
"Yeah," Brendan looked up. "The strange thing is; researchers have never really found the crater; they just have an idea where it hit."
"Yeah, yeah," Jason was waving off the notion. "It just exploded vapourizing in the air…"
"But there were no reports of major casualities in the blast zone!" shouted Brendan. He looked to Ornyxmon. "Where was the final confrontation with Kage?"
"Over the Human city of Tokyo…why?" the goat was confused.
"That's the suspected point of contact between the asteroid and the Earth," Brendan looked up at the others.
"Ah…." The others gasped quietly and stared at the mural in awe.
"An asteroid had hit the earth twenty odd years before their birth. The world was plunged into a dark age as technology failed to work. Slowly the world came back online as the scientists of the time tried to remember how to work the technology they had created," whispered Brendan quietly.
"The portals were closed but there were massive problems with other side dimensions," said Ornyxmon. The goat sighed and turned, "but you aren't interested in our past…come, let us go, I am sure you will wish to see the Crest of Hope."
The goat walked past a large altar and up some stares. The children followed the goat. They walked up the stair well to a large belfry. There hung in the midst of the room a giant golden bell. A comet like etching was on its surface. Mark's tag instantly reacted and pulled the child towards the bell. The emblem peeled from the bell and inserted itself into the tag.
"The Crest of Hope," sighed Ornyxmon as the goat looked at the unioned tag and crest. "You understand that the crest's full potential can not be drawn yet…"
"I am sure the power of the crest will manifest when we need it," said Mark with a smile. His smile faded when Ornyxmon snarled softly. The boy looked at the goat, "What's wrong?"
"He's here…" growled Ornyxmon. The humans looked out of the belfry to see a large metal trailer roaring towards the mission.
"We'll stop him here!" said Kevin as he leveled a fist into his hand.
"No, you do not yet possess the power," Ornyxmon turned and looked towards the metal trailer. "I will deal with Assaultmon, you will leave the mission; there is an underground southern exit. How many crests do you have?"
"Seven," responded Brendan. He looked at Ornyxmon.
"You came from the north east…have you been to the southern territory?" asked the goat quietly.
"No, not yet…" replied Janet, "Why?"
"Then you must go, there is one more general," replied Ornyxmon. "He rules the southern territory." The children nodded. Ornyxmon pushed past them, "Go to the chapel under the tapestry behind the altar there is a door you can use that to get out of the mission, be careful. Assaultmon is a digimon that is not to be trifled with!"
The goat disappeared down the stair well. The children turned to one another and followed after the goat. Ornyxmon was walking out of the chapel as the children pulled back the tapestry and disappeared behind it.
Ornyxmon turned out onto the street. Angemon stood shakily holding his staff. Stingmon and ExVeemon were still unconscious.
"Angemon, we have a disturbance coming," said Ornyxmon. The bell on the goat's collar lifted. "Healing Chime!"
A green wave washed over the beaten digimon. Stingmon blinked his compounded eyes. ExVeemon twitched his repaired wings and they slowly rose, still undeniably injured but at least they could fight back.
"The digi-destined, where are they?" Angemon turned to Ornyxmon.
"They are not our concern," replied Ornyxmon. The goat walked forward to the north side of the fountain. "Our concern has come…."
The metal caravan exploded through the gates of the mission. The trailer rolled up to the square and stopped. A large door on its flank dropped down and out came the metal titan.
"Ornyxmon!" The metallic centaur stepped forward. His cannon arms were at his side. His hooves clanked angrily at on the ground. "Where are the digi-destined?"
"I have no idea what you mean, Assaultmon," replied the goat calmly, through gritted teeth.
"Do not lie to me, you only insult your own intelligence by doing it," growled Assaultmon. The metallic creature turned his golden eyes on the three other Champions. "What are these organics doing here?"
"That, Assaultmon, is not your problem at the moment," replied Ornyxmon. The goat leveled its cold blue eyes on the golden glow from within the metal centaur's head.
"I have reports of the digi-destined coming here, it looks like you had a scuffle, yet you are alive whilst the rest of the generals have met their demise, can I possibly believe you defeated them?" Assaultmon looked sternly at the goat.
"You can believe anything you want, Assaultmon, if you think it will make it true," the goat took a step forward. "Now, if you have finished the formalities you can go, I have no wish to speak to you further."
"Ornyxmon, your wishes do not factor in my presence here," growled Assaultmon. The metal titan didn't like the aggressiveness this overgrown lamb chop was giving him. "I know the humans were here; a regiment of Kokuwamon saw them here on their last aerial pass. Now, where did they go?"
The goat looked directly in Assaultmon's eyes. "The humans must have left; I was not informed of their presence here."
"Do not treat me like your foolish followers," growled Assaultmon. He walked forward.
"Strange, my followers don't act foolish…" Ornyxmon replied snidely. The goat never broke eye contact with the metal titan, "but you on the other hand…continue to contend that I am lying to you when I am not. I was never informed of their presence here. Not a single digimon told me that the humans were here."
Assaultmon snarled angrily. "Ornyxmon, you know how I dislike, dishonesty…" He pointed his cannon in Ornyxmon's face. "Do not tempt my patience with you…"
Ornyxmon did not flinch. The goat did not move. "How can one tempt something that does not exist, Lord Assaultmon?"
Assaultmon blinked. "Your brazen disregard for my power has reached my limits for acceptability. Ornyxmon, I have no further use for you!"
Assaultmon's cannon charged and the opening to the barrel glowed bright red. Ornyxmon did not fear the cannon. The goat snorted. "Mystic Bell!" Ornyxmon leapt back and narrowed those blue eyes at Assaultmon.
The metal titan grunted free from the spell. A flash from his right caught his attention as a golden burst slammed into his right arm.
Angemon was charging forward with his staff at the ready. Assaultmon instantly put his arm up defensively. The angelic rod cracked against the metal. Assaultmon rammed the barrel of his other cannon into the angel's helmet sending Angemon reeling backward.
"V Laser!" roared the blue dragon as he leapt to action.
Assaultmon growled as the laser cut into him. He'd forgotten these were the last of the fabled digimon.
"Spiking Finish!" a pink energy blade cut a gouge in Assaultmon's arm armor. Assaultmon growled and struck the green wasp aside.
"Hand of Fate!" A golden stream slammed between Assaultmon's metallic shoulder blades.
Assaultmon growled and turned. "Justice Massacre!" Crimson orbs fired from the barrels of his arms. Angemon swept his staff up trying to deflect the orbs but they pushed through and dropped Angemon like a bag of moldy bread.
The six wings of Angemon folded slightly. "Can't…let go…"
"Heh, you won't survive fabled one!" The titan's cannons charged again.
"Moon Shooter!" purple laser needles stabbed at Assaultmon. The green wasp was flying towards him. Rapid fire kicks and fists clanked into Assaultmon's head. Assaultmon flicked his arm up catching Stingmon in the back of the insect's knee and then crashed his other arm on the insect's thorax. Assaultmon sloughed the insect off of him.
"Critical Crunch!" ExVeemon's fist crashed into Assaultmon's chest. Assaultmon pivoted and brought his right cannon forward. The barrel end slammed right in the epicenter of the X on ExVeemon's chest. The dragon's eyes bugged out and he fell backwards gripping his chest.
"You thought you could beat me with these, old fogies?" growled Assaultmon loudly. He pointed his cannons at Ornyxmon. "I am much tougher than that…"
"I never directed them to fight," replied Ornyxmon. The goat looked sternly at Assaultmon, "It's just…no one likes you."
Assaultmon narrowed his eyes. "I don't need anyone to 'like' me. I need none of that organic bonding…"
"You can believe all that you want, Assaultmon, if you think that it will make it true," said Ornyxmon calmly.
The cannon's crimson energy expanded as Assaultmon growled. Ornyxmon looked on quietly. "Justice….MASSACRE!"
"Mystic Bell!" a chime rang forward. The crimson orb stopped dead but the sound wave echoed back. Ornyxmon couldn't move.
"Heh…looks like you played yourself into a corner…" chuckled Assaultmon. He walked forward. He put his left cannon under Ornyxmon's chin. "You generals have been a nuisance but now I only have you and that damned insubordinate in the pyramids to deal with, and then I will have no one to worry about…"
"What…about….the…digi….destined?" hissed Ornyxmon slowly.
"Those humans are nothing; I am not worried about them," said Assaultmon quietly.
"You…should…be…" replied Ornyxmon. The goat struggled but found the needed muscles still under the spell. Ornyxmon continued. "They…have…defeated much…more…powerful…creatures…than you…"
"But you won't see it happen…" chuckled Assaultmon as he stepped aside. The spell faded from the crimson sphere of energy. Ornyxmon was freed a mere second later, but it was already too late. The Justice Massacre enveloped the goat. Ornyxmon roared in pain as the Hope energy was swept away. A white cat toppled backwards.
"Gatomon!" shouted Angemon as he struggled forward.
"Oh poor Angemon, I hurt your little friend well, why don't you join her!" shouted Assaultmon. He rammed his cannon through the angel's chest. Angemon dropped back and turned into Patamon. The winged hamster exploded into dust.
"No!" shouted Gatomon loudly. "Lightning Paw!" Assaultmon swept around snapping the cat backwards.
"Spiking Finargh!" Stingmon swept forward but Assaultmon already had his cannon bared and fired on the wasp. Wormmon dropped to the ground exploding into data.
"STINGMON!" ExVeemon rushed forward. The blue dragon caught a Justice Massacre, point blank in the head.
"No…." Gatomon looked up with moist blue eyes. "My…friends…"
Assaultmon turned. A cold sneer was over his face. "Now, you are truly finished…" He brought his cannon down pointing it straight in the cat's face. "So long Miss Kitty…" The cannon flared one last time.
The centaur turned and walked up to his trailer. He walked in and pressed a communication's link. A small green goblin appeared on the screen.
"Yes, Lord Assaultmon," cowered the goblin.
"The Mission, have it destroyed," said Assaultmon. He turned, "and Goblimon tell the Mecha Norimon to expect me at the pyramids in a little more than a day…"
"Yes…Lord Assaultmon," whimpered the goblin.
"That's all…" Assaultmon turned off the link and then pressed another button. A Kokuwamon sitting in a large captain's chair appeared on the screen, "Take us to the pyramids in the southern territory."
"Yes, sir!" yelped the metallic beetle.
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Mark was admiring his crest. They had been walking for a while down the tunnel. The others were being leery of Lucemon, but not Mark; he walked happily next to the angel. An emerald glow seemed to erupt from behind them.
"What the…" Everyone turned in time to see a large green bobble fly into Mark's crest.
"That's the crest energy…Ornyxmon held," whispered Lucemon. "That means…Assaultmon…"
"Ornyxmon…" Mark looked down at his crest. His hand clenched around it. His eyes grew cold and he shuddered slightly. "I can't thank you enough…don't worry, we'll get him…"
He turned and walked past the others with Lucemon in tow.
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AN: I went back and changed pronouns when dealing with Ornyxmon. So now…Alforce knows. More than I think he expected to know. I changed my mind, and decided to double post this as a sort of double bill, because I knew it would be cruel to just post the untouchable chapter, and isn't Assaultmon an ass…wait a minute…Ass-aultmon…interesting….