Chapter 3: unhappy boss!
"This is your last installation!" Ikkakumon shouts whilst he leaps towards Guardromon with his horn in front. The horn hits, it stabs right in the middle of Guardromon mechanical eyes. At the sound of the LCD screen smashing at Guardromon's eyes, the entire army of Tankmon halts the battle with Kuwagamon, even Kuwagamon himself stopped. It was almost as if the entire world froze for a few minutes whilst Guardromon fell to the ground with a tremendous crash. The Tankmons fled in the other direction; away from Kuwagamon in fear and panic.
"The boss won't like this!" The leading Tankmon said whilst heading towards his masters hideout. "He did what!" Myotismon said in an extreme fury. The Tankmon who told him was shaking as if there was an earthquake. "H-h-he k-k-ki-killed g-g-Guardromon". Once the Tankmon repeated it to his great lord, a great fire arose behind Myotismon and at that the Tankmon darted out the door in major fear.
"Okay, so Guardromon failed. Now what?" Myotismon sat and talked to himself, solving this puzzle on his own. When he realised he needed help to sort it out, he bellowed out for his little servant. "Demidevimon!" "Coming sir" Once again Demidevimon almost trips himself whilst attempts to do his masters bidding as soon as he can. Again, Demidevimon finds himself willingly bowing at Myotismon's feet.
"Your wish, my lord?" Demidevimon solemnly said waiting to take his lords request. "Demidevimon, Guardromon failed. He said he could do it, but he couldn't. And now those runts have that Kuwagamon with them, help them like their personal slave!" Myotismon begun to get angry mid-sentence; gritting his teeth. "I need a new recruit yet again, someone who follows their promise and keeps it well, who do you think I should call in?"
"If I may be so bold as to say, maybe we should persuade the Kuwagamon army to help us instead of them" Demidevimon answered sounding quite confident.
"No, too obvious – I have it!" Myotismon turned to his short servant and said "Get me Mammothmon" He said as if to whisper it, at that Demidevimon's jaw dropped at the fear.
"So, let me get this straight-"The giant Mammoth said in front of Myotismon "You want me to work for you and destroy the digidestined?"
"Exactly!"
"What's in it for me, if I may question?"
"Well, let's just say there won't be anything for you if you don't, at least not for your family's future"
Myotismon clapped his grey, crooked hands and two Pumpkinmon came into the room with a cage with a tiny Tapirmon inside it.
"Daddy!" the Tapirmon shouted from inside the cage.
"Tapirmon!" Mammothmon shouted back, afterwards stared at Myotismon; holding himself back from clobbering him.
"So that's your brilliant plan!" Mammothmon said sarcastically with the same amount of rage as before.
"Uhhhh, Yes!" Myotismon replied cheekily, proudly and very courageously.
"I'll kill you!" Mammothmon began a charge towards the crooked vampire, when something came to his attention that stopped him.
"I wouldn't do that, for if you do, my trick-or-treaters could easily make pumpkin pie out of your precious son!"
Mammothmon looks over at his trapped son again, only this time Myotismon's dark henchmen holds a steel, razor sharp axe at the side of the cage.
Mammothmon let out a slight gasp, bent his front legs backwards and bowed at his feet, whilst saying "I'll do whatever want, so long as you let my son"
"Deal" Myotismon replied with an evil grin.
Back at the digi-destined campsite, Kuwagamon is still resting with them "So, I guess I'm camping out here with you?"
"Looks like it" replies Tai
"Is there a problem with that?" Agumon asks, attempting to be polite.
"No, it's just-" before he could continue, they all feel a tremendous stomping on the ground. "Okay, that was either a small earthquake, or something really big is heading our way" Izzy said, attempting to figure it out before it arrives. He was too late.
As Mammothmon stands and roars proudly in front of them, Patamon attempts to cheer things up by saying "I wonder what he eats for breakfast, lunch and dinner"
"I don't really want to ask him right now, instead let's run!" T.K grabs his little flying Digimon by the wing and runs in the opposite direction of the great woolly Mammothmon.
Back at Myotismon's mansion Demidevimon, who planted a micro camera onto Mammothmon's fur, is watching the carnage on a small TV. "Umm, my lord-"
"Yes, Demidevimon, what is it?"
"If Mammothmon doesn't succeed, who would you suggest intruded the runts then?"
"Well, that's easy my short golf ball of a bellied friend" Myotismon said without a care of any big problems "ME!"
At that, another great fire blazed behind Myotismons throne and an evil grin crawled onto his crooked, dark and sinister face.
Will Myotismon have to interfere or can Mammothmon succeed on his own? Check out chapter 4 in the next few days.