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The Strike of the Metal Dragon; AndroDramon
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"Lord AndroDramon!" screeched the thin, squid-like digimon as it whirled around on its tentacle legs.
Brendan looked around himself. The castle wasn't much different from the last time he was there when Bastemon controlled it. The same, shadowy, brick walls, the same, half lit candle lanterns; it even had the same, chilled, draft around every corner. Brendan looked at Tapirmon. The little purple digimon was hugging itself with his round, stumpy feet.
"What's wrong?" asked Brendan as he watched the digimon wince.
"It hurts…" whispered Tapirmon. Brendan furrowed his brow.
"Hurts?" asked Jason quietly.
"Mhmm," replied Tapirmon. "It's like someone is ripping my heart out…"
"You have a heart?" Brendan looked up at Tapirmon quietly.
"Uh…yeah…" Tapirmon winced again and dropped from the air. Brendan caught the digimon as their squid guide swept around and smiled.
"Here he is, Lord AndroDramon, why didn't you tell me you were in the hatchery today!" yelped the beige digimon.
"I do not need to report to you," growled a hushed, metallic voice. "Why are you here, Vademon? I told you to gather information on the specimens!"
"I know, Lord AndroDramon!" yelped Vademon as he scurried forward.
Brendan walked after the alien looking digimon. Vademon stopped in front of an eight foot tall metallic dragon. Large, plate metal wings unfurled as it turned. A metallic head with sweptback, prong-like, metallic horns was fitted on a strong, wide-shouldered, metallic body, a body covered in shiny metallic armor. Robotic arms lead into hands with long, thin metallic fingers and with glowing blue palms. Robotic legs were covered in shiny, chrome armor and ended with clawed, metallic feet. A thick sweeping tail rolled behind the metallic beast as it turned.
"What have you brought me?" growled the android dragon. A pair of glowing red eyes peered down at Brendan. "This is not one of my specimens!"
"No, my lord, it's a human!" yelped Vademon loudly.
"A…human," The dragon stared at Brendan. "I see…" AndroDramon turned and resumed monitoring a screen. The dragon's nimble fingers flicked across a consul and it lifted its head and watched the screen.
"Lord AndroDramon," piped Brendan as he risked a step forward, "I…was wondering if you were aware of the eggs in the city being…well...mineralized."
"I am aware," growled the dragon without turning. "I am studying the eggs…"
"Oh…" Brendan looked down at Tapirmon. The little digimon looked up weakly into Brendan's eyes. "What are you studying?"
"The potential energy of the eggs," replied AndroDramon in a hiss. "I have discovered that the eggs have an immense amount of energy stored in them…so much in fact that if one could utilize the power one could build an army…"
"What?" Tapirmon jerked out of Brendan's arms. "You can't! If you take those eggs' energy then they'll perish?"
"The eggs will not survive in this new world anyways," replied AndroDramon. The dragon turned and glared down at Tapirmon. "It is best we use the energy they possess to bolster our own before our enemies gain more power, no?"
"It's wrong!" retorted Tapirmon.
"Wait…" whispered Brendan. Tapirmon turned; his eyes were wide in shock. "AndroDramon may have a point. Whoever decided to take Mr. Takenouchi wants him for something; you saw what happened when that clown came…it was impossibly strong. We need all the assistance we can gather. If the eggs aren't going to survive, and they hold great power, and we need great power, it is logically justifiable for us to harness that power to bolster our own…"
"Brendan…" Tapirmon gasped. The elephantine digimon narrowed his eyes. "You're wrong, those eggs will be destroyed; they will hurt and feel pain as they are drained of their life."
"Do not be a fool," growled AndroDramon. The dragon looked at Brendan, "I am a digimon of science; I have been conducting siphoning experiments on these eggs for many months and have not heard one scream of pain…"
"Brendan…" Tapirmon looked up at the boy hopefully. "Please…"
"I'm sorry," the boy looked at AndroDramon. "What kind of experiments have you been conducting?"
"I've been trying to transfer the energy from the eggs to a subject," replied AndroDramon as he turned to the consul and pressed a button. An image flashed onto the screen. It was a small red ball shaped digimon. It had a small beak and small arms and claws. "This MameTyramon has been my test subject. I have tried directly feeding him the energy but I'm finding that it leads to a digital instability in his core…"
"That is not very good…" whispered Brendan as he walked up to the consul. "What happens?"
"Just a general instability," growled AndroDramon loudly. "I do not know what is making the instability…"
"Did you use any kind of…you know categorizing of the eggs in your experiment?" asked Brendan as he cocked his head to one side.
"What do you mean?" AndroDramon looked down at the human.
"Well I mean digimon come in three varieties, right?" replied Brendan, "Maybe the three types have specific factors within their matrices that would cause instabilities…"
"But we are not talking about digimon," growled AndroDramon. "We're talking digi-eggs!"
"But the digi-eggs may have differentiated…" Brendan pointed out. He looked up at AndroDramon, "We should run some tests on the eggs you have and search for differentiation factors…once we find those we may be able to neutralize them."
"Interesting theory," AndroDramon turned and pushed a button and a door slid open, "come this way, the egg storage facility is this way…"
"Brendan!" Tapirmon flew next to Brendan. "This is wrong, deep down you know this is wrong, destroying innocent, defenseless digi-eggs is like strangling a human baby! You know that it's wrong…"
"Tapirmon," Brendan sighed and looked at the digimon, "I know you're alive but the eggs just…aren't alive they are just a preliminary foundation program…."
"Brendan…" Tapirmon's eyes widened in surprise. "I….I…don't know what I can say to you…"
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"Amy," Penguinmon followed the dark haired girl as the digi-destined of Sincerity wandered about the small cradles that lined the streets of the Village of Origins. "Are you ok?"
"Who could do this?" whispered Amy as she kneeled down next to one of the cradles. Her hands shakily curled around the sleek, metallic surface of the oval object. "Why would someone do this?"
"We can't be sure," replied Penguinmon quietly.
"They are defenseless…" whispered Amy as she stood up. "Come on…"
"Where are we going?" Penguinmon hopped after Amy as the girl walked away.
"Maybe some survived, we have to find them," whispered Amy as she walked along the streets.
"Ok Amy…" chirped Penguinmon as she ran alongside Amy. "Hey let's try down this alley, it looks pretty out of the way…"
"Ok…" whispered Amy as she turned slowly around and followed Penguinmon. "This is really depressing. I mean the way Elecmon described things in the Primary Village the digi-eggs were the future of the Digital World…"
"He's correct, they are, they have great potential," whispered Penguinmon. The blue aquatic bird looked up, "Hey look, those cradles still have their colors!"
Amy and Penguinmon ran up to a dozen cradles. Each of them held not an egg, but a small bobble of fleshy gelatin. Penguinmon's eyes widened.
"What…are they?" whispered Amy.
"Babies…" whispered Penguinmon. "They must have hatched just today. The poor things must be terrified and starving; it's amazing they aren't crying…"
"They are so cute…" Amy kneeled down and gently laid her hand on the top of a red, three horned ball of gelatin. The little digimon, Penguinmon called Punimon, growled. It quivered and shrunk back from Amy. A blast of bubbles exploded into Amy's face.
Amy looked around her. There was a little fetal digimon, which had a large head and tiny little fins was known as Pichimon. Another one in the cradle was a small, white cream puff with coal black eyes, that Penguinmon called Snow Botamon, she was will a little gelatin bird digimon called Pururumon. Another was a small white jiggle of digimon called Poyomon. A mucus green digimon with a pacifier in its mouth, named Pabumon, was growling slightly and spewing bubbles around. A black digimon not unlike the white cream puff, named Botamon, was jiggling furiously spewing its own bubbles. A digimon with a leaf over its head, who was identified as Leafmon, was next to a small blue digimon with a little coiffure crest, named Chibomon, and both were growling together. A little digimon, named Tsubumon, with a long crest hopped next to Poyomon and together they growled loudly. A digimon with little green leafs coming off its head burped loudly releasing bubbles all over; it was Nyokimon.
"Guess these guys don't want to be messed with," whispered Penguinmon as a ball of what looked like elderly hair, named Yuramon, blasted the Rookie in the face with bubbles.
"We can't just leave them here," replied Amy as she looked at the group of babies as they growled and popped bubbles around her. "Look and see if you can find some food for them, Penguinmon, I'll try to settle them down."
"Right, I'll be right back," chirped Penguinmon as she scuttled away.
"Ok," whispered Amy as she looked at the babies. "How am I supposed to settle you guys down…?" A bubble floated down and popped on her nose.
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"Here's the factor," cheered Brendan as the line of code he was talking about glowed soft red. "See it's in the same position, there is a two point eight shift in the code between each variety of digimon. It's only a matter of writing an excise program to nullify the factor now…"
"I can do that…" said AndroDramon as he turned and flashed his fingers over the consul.
"Brendan…" Tapirmon floated next to the boy, "Please, don't do this…"
"We've been over this!" Brendan growled.
"Here we go…the excise program is finished," whispered AndroDramon. "Implementing the program now…" A golden beam fell on the eggs.
"No…" whispered Tapirmon. The elephantine digimon winced and then screamed as the eggs were bathed in golden light. "Stop it! Stop it now!"
Brendan looked down at Tapirmon worriedly. "AndroDramon…."
"Fool, it is an act!" shouted AndroDramon. "Real digimon do not feel pain!"
"AndroDramon stop it now!" shouted Brendan. "We don't know what's going on, but Tapirmon is in pain now!"
"What is one digimon in the face of the entire Digital World?" asked AndroDramon loudly. "If you will allow me to draw energy from these defenseless eggs how can you stand there and stop me when your friend feels a little pain?"
Brendan stopped and looked down at Tapirmon who was shaking. The light cut off and AndroDramon chuckled softly. A second beam dropped down over the eggs, this time it was purple. Rings of energy were being drawn up from the eggs. Tapirmon screamed even louder as the purple digimon curled up into a tight fetal position. The rings rose up from the eggs faster and faster until the eggs were a blur of glowing lavender. Tapirmon hushed but started to mumble quietly in his tight, shivering curl.
"Eggs….have to protect the eggs…" whimpered Tapirmon quietly.
Brendan looked down at Tapirmon and then glared up at AndroDramon, "Stop it now, whatever we've done has had more consequences than I anticipated!"
"It's too late, the process has begun…" replied AndroDramon loudly. A soft, content growl escaped AndroDramon as the eggs digitized and were sucked up into the lavender light. "Let us transfer the energy to MameTyramon…"
"Don't you understand; he's in pain! We need to stop and make sure he's ok!" shouted Brendan as he kneeled next to Tapirmon. "Stop for a second and think of something other than your own achievements!"
AndroDramon stopped and turned, "You mean, like you?"
The dragon's finger pressed a red button. Brendan was frozen as he looked down at Tapirmon. The little digimon was slowly unfurling. Tapirmon sniffled and looked up at Brendan.
"Are…you ok?" asked Brendan quietly.
"The eggs…" Tapirmon whispered. He looked up at Brendan. "Are you happy, that you proved that you were right?"
"I thought I would be…" Brendan closed his eyes, "but I'm not…I…"
"Transfer is complete," chuckled AndroDramon as he looked up at the screen, the small, round, faux dinosaur glowed brightly before growing into an eight foot tall armored velociraptor, "I see, it is DinoRexmon."
The dinosaur had a spiny, armor that covered his back from tail to the tip of his nose. An extremely long claw extended from the middle finger of each hand, and middle toe of each foot. It had long, knife like teeth. The creature turned slowly inspecting its sterile, white room. The body moved fluidly like that of a feline with the tail gently sweeping elegantly behind the dinosaur. The creature then looked up at the camera and tilted its head. It growled and then leapt at the camera and the screen went black.
AndroDramon grumbled quietly. "Well, I guess he wants out."
"Out? You're going to free that thing?" shouted Brendan, "without even thinking about the fact that it could be unstable…"
"That's the point my boy, to see if it is stable out of its room, we'll let it loose on the world, if I need to gather it for further tests, I am fully capable of doing so…" said AndroDramon quietly. The dragon turned and started to walk back into a supply room that held the digi-eggs, "but while that is going on I'm going to gather more eggs so we can continue with the siphoning…."
"No!" Brendan shouted. "You can't we don't know what happened the first time, we don't know what kind of damage we're doing!"
"That did not stop us from doing it the first time…" replied AndroDramon.
"But it will stop us now, I didn't know it would hurt others, now I do, we can't continue!" shouted Brendan loudly. He clenched his fist.
"I do not need you to continue my work," growled AndroDramon. The dragon turned and lifted its metallic hand. "I would have liked it, but since you are being so obstinate…" The dragon's fingers retracted into the metallic hand and the palm pushed out as a large canon. "Now, I will give you one last choice…you can either assist me, or you can perish…"
"I won't help you," growled Brendan. He glared up at AndroDramon.
"Tis a pity, because you are intelligent for a human…" AndroDramon sighed and the canon hummed to life.
"Brendan…" Tapirmon looked up at the boy, "No…"
"I can't let him do anything, that could hurt you," Brendan clenched his fists, "I should not have done it in the first place but…my arrogance got ahead of me…Not this time…"
"Fool, if you can not look out for yourself then who will?" growled AndroDramon. A fuzzy dome of energy hissed from the barrel of the canon.
"It's not foolish to care for others," Brendan looked up, "I should have listened to Tapirmon, I put him through so much…if he never wanted to talk to me again I'd understand."
"Don't worry, I won't leave you," Tapirmon growled up at AndroDramon, "You on the other hand haven't learned a thing!"
"It seems you do not know anything in the first place!" chuckled AndroDramon loudly. "I am a Mega level digimon. No, I am more; I am one of the four Chaos Masters who wish to rule this world with an iron fist!"
"It doesn't matter who you are, you are doing wrong without repent or care!" shouted Brendan.
"I will not listen to your ignorance anymore!" shouted AndroDramon. "Fusion Canon!" The cannon exploded in a blue flare around Brendan.
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He was free. He was hungry. His nostrils flared and took in the smells around him. His armored tail swept back and forth. He turned its head back and forth, flaring his nostrils to catch the semicircle of scents. His head stopped suddenly and his nostrils took in several deep drags of atmosphere. Flesh was near by, more than likely mammalian, he could smell the sweat. He dropped down on all fours and slowly ambled forward on all four limbs sniffing as he went.
Whatever he was tracking, it wasn't alone. He smelled the sent of a digimon, a small digimon, probably not much more than a Rookie, but a digimon none the less. He swept back and forth across the streets following the scent. He tucked his nose into a number of cradles and snuffed at the metallic smell of the mineralized eggs. He cocked his head up. He could hear the sound of something rustling up ahead. A pleased growl escaped his lips as he stalked slowly up the street. A blue digimon appeared from one of the buildings. The small creature was a bird digimon and was squat with flipper-like wings. He swept himself into one of the many shadows in the street and watched with a cocked head as the bird digimon staggered back and forth with what looked to be jars of something. The blue bird waddled around a corner.
He decided to follow and took long, loping steps toward the corner, stopping to listen for approach. He approached the corner and stopped, tilting his head to one side.
"I found these in one of the buildings," said one voice. He concluded that the first voice was the bird's.
"Oh really, these look wonderful, baby food jars!" chirped a second, feminine voice. "I bet you guys are hungry!"
There was the sound of several burbling replies.
"You really got on their good side," said the bird's voice. "I'm surprised."
"You'd be surprised what a little sincere niceness can get you," replied the feminine voice. "You didn't happen to see anyone else, or maybe Brendan?"
"Nope, he's been gone awhile…" said the bird.
"Here, let me feed these guys," said the feminine voice.
"Ok…here are some mashed carrots," said the bird.
Drool rolled from his mouth as he thought of the food. He snorted and sucked in the saliva. The long claws on its feet tapped on the brickwork impatiently. He growled and turned the corner. The digimon was with a group of babies. The other prey was holding a baby and feeding it some carrots. The other prey looked up and screamed. The bird snapped its head up and the babies started to cry loudly. The blue digimon herded the babies into cradles and leapt between in front of its prey.
"Who are you?" screamed the non-digimon loudly.
"That's a digimon known as DinoRexmon!" shouted the bird. "It's an ancient predator that uses its long claws to dissect its prey."
He blinked. He had a name, DinoRexmon. He snarled loudly stepped forward.
"Penguinmon!" screamed the girl loudly as she scurried backward against the assembled cradles.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you!" shouted the bird loudly. "Penguinmon digivolve to Saberdramon!"
He pulled back as the blue bird exploded in golden light and grew into a giant, black phoenix. The bird's black wings flapped and blasts of black plasma flew forward. He shook off the black bursts of flame. He opened his mouth and felt a burning in the back of his throat as a coppery flame shot forward. The black bird screeched loudly as the flames engulfed the phoenix's body. The non-digimon ran forward and stroked the bird's head.
The phoenix lifted its head and snarled. He tilted his head as the bird rose and glowed again. He took many steps back as the black bird lifted up and revealed itself to be a large, red-winged, eagle man. The eagle's hands and feet had huge talons. Golden braids fell from the eagle-man's masked head.
He snarled and retreated out of the alley as the bird creature lifted into the sky. Suddenly a flaming apparition shot out of the bird man and dove towards him. He turned to be smacked across the face by the apparition. He snarled softly as the tingling and burning sensations flooded across his cheek. He opened his mouth again and fired a blast of coppery flame at the eagle. The large digimon swept to one side and looked down at the alley.
"Amy, get those babies out of here, I'll hold DinoRexmon!" shouted the eagle.
"Right, come on you guys, lets get going!" called the non-digimon as it herded the babies off.
He snarled and started to pursue the non-digimon. The large bird dropped down and blocked his path. He growled and hopped back as a yellow fist exploded into the ground in front of him.
"You leave them alone!" shouted the eagle.
He cocked his head to one side and narrowed his eyes before releasing a reptilian hiss. He leapt at the large bird and slashed his claws across the large bird's chest and then swept around slamming his armored tail into the side of the falling bird's temple. The eagle crashed through the abandoned city buildings releasing waves of brick dust and rubble. He closed his eyes and turned his face from the air contaminants. As the dust fell around him he looked up and saw the shadow of the eagle lifting off the ground and retreating.
He growled and loped after the shadow leaping over the ruined buildings. The large red bird could be seen gliding not more than a couple of blocks away. He growled and scampered off running back out into the street and swerving around the corner after the bird. His bird-like gait increased along with the repetitive clicking of claws on pavement. A second flash of crimson apparition smacked his snout. He growled and looked up the bird was hovering in the sky. He took in a deep breath and looked forward. The non-digimon and the babies were at the end of the street. They had run into a dead-end.
He strutted forward slowly. The large eagle-man dropped down in front of him. He growled loudly at the obstruction.
"You will not pass!" the bird announced as it spread its arms and wings in a shield-like motion.
He tilted his head to one side and snorted. The eagle curled its wings together and the bird's body burned bright red. The bird then punched forward and released a huge red apparition that soared up and screeched downward surrounding him. He growled as he shook the attack off. He looked up as the large eagle's talons slashed forward. He leapt back and swept its feet forward and down slicing its claws down across the bird's body. He then launched forward sweeping its hand claws forward. The bird screeched as it retreated backward. He opened his mouth wide. A blaze of copper flame shot forward engulfing the eagle. The large digimon staggered back before fizzling back to its smaller, blue form.
"Penguinmon!" screamed the non-digimon as it ran forward and hugged the small bird. It looked up at him threateningly. "Don't you come any closer, you brute! Go away, you bully, how can you just sit there and attack us for no reason?"
He tilted his head slightly and then felt his stomach twist. He took a step forward.
"Don't you come any closer!" shouted the non-digimon. She pulled something from the pocket of the red shirt she wore and tossed it at him. The jar broke across his nose releasing the smell of vegetables into his nostrils. He snorted in aggravation at the attack. A second jar bounced off his forehead. He narrowed his eyes as a third jar struck him in the mouth. He snarled loudly and opened his mouth. A coppery fire ball shot forward. The non-digimon screamed loudly. The digimon in her arms struggled but fell backward.
The flames broke and fanned outward as they struck their mark. He sniffed quietly and narrowed his eyes. Something wasn't right. Twelve motes of golden light shielded the girl. The glow faded and twelve objects dropped to the ground. He snorted again and looked down at the ground. The twelve baby digimon were on the ground shuddering from burns that covered their puny bodies.
"No…" The non-digimon cried as slowly, one by one, the little bits of flesh and fur disappeared into dust. The non-digimon looked up at him and growled. "You monster!"
He narrowed his eyes and his nostrils flared. Something was happening. He looked down at the bird digimon, despite its injuries it was standing and snarling at him. He took a reflexive step back and analyzed the situation.
A soft growl built up in the back of his throat. 'They couldn't stand against me, they already had proved inferior to me, and thusly would be his prey, but why am I afraid?'
"You're nothing but a savage beast!" shouted the bird, "Have you no conscious?"
He growled loudly and bared his teeth. He had to regain his control of the situation. He arched his back and presented his claws aggressively. He released a loud hiss.
"Oh shut up!" shouted the non-digimon, "I'm sick of your kind who go about growling and shooting off fire balls and crap! I'm sick of you guys terrorizing us and those weaker than you, just because you can! I'm not going to let you just get away with killing those defenseless little babies, and don't you think for a moment you're just going to gobble me up because it isn't happening!"
"Right!" shouted the bird loudly as it took a combative stance, "You're not getting away with this, not by a long shot!"
He growled softly. He opened his mouth and felt the burning building up. He stopped in mid flame as a frightening light engulfed the non-digimon and the bird digimon.
"Penguinmon, biomerge to…." The light flooded the street and then suddenly condensed down into a single form. It had a beaked helmet on, that covered its eyes. A feather cloak fell over its shoulders. It had a thin waist and armored breastplate over its chest. A sky blue piece of fabric draped down from the digimon's waist. "…Valkyrimon!" The digimon slashed a sword forward and a blast of freezing wind swept past DinoRexmon.
"We did it!" yelped the non-digimon's voice from Valkyrimon.
"Yes, we did, amazing isn't it?" replied the small Rookie's voice.
DinoRexmon growled loudly; he didn't understand how his prey had become so strong but he didn't like it. He had to strike now. He leapt forward his claws drawn. Valkyrimon leapt up into the air and tsked. DinoRexmon felt his body crumple as he crashed into a building; he looked above himself and Valkyrimon was hovering over him.
He turned his head around and fired a blast of flames at Valkyrimon. Valkyrimon flashed a golden arm shield in front of the flames and they dissipated. Valkyrimon then reached back and withdrew a crossbow from her back. She leveled the bow and pulled the string back, hooking it onto the trigger hook. Valkyrimon then pulled the trigger.
DinoRexmon roared in pain. A strike of lightning inserted itself into his chest. He looked up and growled loudly as Valkyrimon replaced her crossbow and drew her sword. DinoRexmon leapt at Valkyrimon, claws drawn. The sprightly swordswoman parried and sliced forward removing the claws on his hands.
DinoRexmon looked in horror at the minute remains of his claws. He roared angrily and opened his mouth releasing the biggest blast of fire he could muster.
Valkyrimon looked down at the flame and swung her sword around. The blade glowed brightly, "Fenrir Sword!" Valkyrimon slashed her sword forward and a double spiral of flames and ice shot down grabbing up DinoRexmon's attack and conglomerating it in the spiral.
DinoRexmon felt his flesh twisting in the blades of frost and fire. His own attack melted his armored back. The cold shock numbed his mind from the agony his nerves were trying to shove into his brain. His prey had killed him, he had become the prey. He felt a tug at his flesh and saw his hands disappearing in waves of dust. He howled in pain as the last sweeping twists of fire and ice cut his core.
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Brendan blinked and got used to the darkness. He looked up. AndroDramon was peering down the hole in the roof at them. The metal dragon must have blasted them through the floor. He looked around.
"Tapirmon!" shouted Brendan as he looked around. A pile of debris shifted and a large, spiked Doberman Pinscher staggered to its feet. Brendan ran up to the dog, "You digivolved!"
"But not to much effect," growled the canine as he sneered upwards at AndroDramon, "but I'm not quite done yet!"
AndroDramon only snorted and dropped through the hole and crashed down on the floor knocking Brendan to the ground. AndroDramon pointed his canon at Brendan again, "This time I will not be so forgiving…"
"Dobermon digivolve to Cerberumon!" the Doberman pinscher leapt forward and morphed into a large Rottweiler and latched onto AndroDramon's arm and knocked it from its target. AndroDramon growled in aggravation and, with his free hand, grabbed Cerberumon between the two heads, which acted like the mighty canine's shoulders, and tossed him away like a rag doll.
"You are no threat to me!" shouted the dragon as he retracted his cannon and extended his other hand which morphed into a large blade. "I will dissect you, human, and find out what makes you tick!"
"I'll tell you what makes me tick!" shouted Brendan as he scrambled back from AndroDramon, "Finding out ways to make overgrown tyrants like you fall!"
"You really think you can stop me?" asked the robotic dragon as he extended his sword arm. "You have not seen a fraction of my power! Metal Dragon Strike!" two large streamers of electricity shot forward taking the form of a chomping dragon.
Brendan crouched down hoping to escape the blast. Cerberumon howled loudly and Brendan looked down to see the large dog digimon crash down on the ground like so many pounds of raw hamburger. Cerberumon glowed softly and fizzled down to Tapirmon. Brendan rushed to the side of his fallen partner.
"Are you ok?" whimpered Brendan as he held his partner against his chest.
"He's so strong…" whispered Tapirmon. "Nothing like…Ancient Sphinxmon…"
"You're so hurt…and it's my fault…" whispered Brendan. He looked up at AndroDramon. The large metallic digimon was slowly walking towards them his long, metallic claws, glistening in the weak ambient light. "I wish…I knew what it was like to be you, I would never have made you hurt like I did up there with the eggs, if only I had known what it was like to be you…."
"Do not worry," said AndroDramon quietly. He flexed his claws, "You will be sharing an experience very soon…the experience of the here after!"
"I won't run; if he is going to finish us off, we'll go together, I'm not letting you go!" whisperedBrendan as he hugged the little digimon close. "I'm going to finally know what it's like to be in a big digimon fight…"
"Don't be a fool," whispered Tapirmon, "We can still win…you just have to think of a way to figure it out…"
"The only thing…that could save us is if we pulled off the same thing Steven and Kevin did…" whispered Brendan. He looked down, "Do you think we can do it?"
"We can do anything if you put your mind to it," nodded Tapirmon.
"Well I refuse to let you fight alone, no more, I'm going to know exactly what it is like to be a digimon and fight to protect people!" announced Brendan loudly as he stood straight and glared at AndroDramon, "And we're starting with you, tin can!"
AndroDramon growled loudly. "Pathetic, you think dreams and hopes will save you! Ha!"
"Don't discount miracles, they are what make us question our theories, they drive the search for knowledge," replied Brendan quietly. "Science is, after all, the working of understood miracles…"
A lavender glow swept over the boy and Tapirmon. AndroDramon fell back as the light brightened and spread stabbing every shadow in the room.
"Tapirmon biomerge to…." The light intensified and swirled around angrily. AndroDramon roared and pointed his canon forward. A shockwave of power flew forward striking the dragon in the chest. A pair of brown wings unfurled from the light, long, blue furred arms reached out, and a red ringlet surrounded each arm's wrist. Long, pure, white robes fell over the digimon's legs. A pair of piercing red eyes peered from the midnight blue furred, jackal head. "…Anubismon!" The digimon glowed brightly in the dark room. It glared at the metallic dragon and lifted its hand. "You dare to strike heartlessly at my eggs! I am Anubismon, Guardian of Reformation, every piece of data that has ever been born into a digi-egg has passed through my body, and you dared to corrupt it?"
"You do not have much room to talk, taking up the human that helped me!" retorted AndroDramon loudly.
"He repented for his deeds, he felt pain for those who fell at your insidious plans, but you did not!" shouted Anubismon in a thunderous voice. "For your sacrilegious actions against the digi-eggs I will make sure you are punished, you foul beast!"
"Heh, you think you can defeat me, when my partner, Chaos Piedmon, crushed you when he first arrived to this world!" AndroDramon unfurled its wings and lifted its arm as it morphed into a canon, "Fusion Cannon!"
A blue blaze exploded into Anubismon sending the guardian digimon flying through a wall. AndroDramon continued firing the canon so that it erupted into a constant beam. He stopped the canon and chuckled to see the outside. AndroDramon glided forward through the holes in the walls. Anubismon was lying on one of the roofs of a spire that was below him.
"Ok…let's not let him do that again," whimpered Brendan's voice.
"I concur," replied Tapirmon.
"Unfortunately you do not have much choice," said AndroDramon as he lifted his arm and morphed it into a blade. "Metal Dragon Strike!"
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I debated whether or not I should continue with Janet and Jason or whether I should jump to one of the others. Well, you found out which I chose. I don't know, I kind of like this chapter, I did a little experiment with the section with DinoRexmon's attack on Amy. We have to biomerges this chapter, which just leaves three more…
As to AndroDramon, if you're not quite picturing him in your head, thing of A metallic Dynasmon with the head and tail of Machinedramon and his arm is kind of like Cyborg's from Teen Titans…with it retracting into a canon, as well as being like Ed Elric's in that it turns into a blade. Hopefully this little paragraph is not needed as I made it clear enough in the prose.
Dark Qiviut: I don't like being pendantic and I'm not being mean, I just want to smooth things out for the future but it is not Sakuyamon Kabuki mode, it is Kuzuhamon. Kabuki mode is when Sakuyamon wears those red pants and has that paper wand. Kuzuhamon is to Sakuyamon as Doumon is to Taomon. I know; I weaved back and forth on the Renamon line. As to Jason and Janet's bond; I always had Jason and Janet paired together in my head, ever since she saved him on File Island, after Phantomon's attack. I don't know why, I just did they seemed to be the ones if that makes any sense, I'm not overly romantic….so that's why it's not so…noticeable, that is not saying that Amy and Brendan are getting together….I have no real plans for Amy yet, or ever.
Alforce: The only thing I disliked about Love Boat was the ending. I didn't mind the rest of it too much but the ending was…too overall. I always had the scene after Kuzuhamon goes and saves Jason and says how Janet is thinking about how attractive Jason is, and Janet freaking out…it made me laugh…I was more afraid I was pushing it with the underage…performances and Mummymon's actions at the end of the chapter. Anyways, this chapter is also surprisingly long. And don't worry, Alforce I understand, about finals, hopefully by this time you'll have them mostly licked.