Digimon Tribute

by AnT

The Tamers saga, except it involves all seasons of Digimon. V-Tamers may come soon. Check first chapter for your favorite couples.

10. Impmon's pride

Sorry for the long and usual delay. I kinda got a bit uninterested in writing a bit. And most of the time, my mind pops new ideas, and I just have to write em.

There's this one idea of a Kingdom Hearts fic, which takes place between Chain of Memories and Kingdom Hearts 2, and it's with Nicktoons and other Nickelodeon shows. Yeah, I know about the ending of the GBA game, but don't worry, this fan-fiction.

Second, I've been trying to write up a DC/Marvel fic, mostly starting the Teen Titans, X-Men Evolution, JL Unlimited, and Spider-Man.

Third, I'm trying to at least finish up my old fics, re-done or not.

Also, I've been looking for summer jobs. It just sucks to be an adult.

400 reviews. Over 400 reviews! Do not let the present reviews fool you, my original one had over 300 before it got deleted.

I was rushing with this chapter. Actually it's shorter than any others because it's only half of chapter 10. Yeah, I'm quite impatient. But it does cover the Indramon episode, Impmon's Last Stand.

So sit back and enjoy a new chapter of Digimon Tribute, starting Takato and Guilmon, Henry and Terriermon, Rika and Renamon, Sora and Biyomon, Matt and Gabumon, and Joe and Gomamon .

Also featuring Kari, Davis Motomiya and their Digimon, Yamaki, Riley, Talley, and Weena Mercator as the hopping woman! (A/N: Try to remember what cartoon that's from.)

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Digimon Tribute

Keep the digital spirit alive

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Odaiba/Kamiya residence- 9:45 AM…

"Queen…"

"Queen…"

"Kari…"

Brown eyes sprout open, which they were coated with dread. The young teen sprung off her bed, breathing heavily through her lungs.

Just what was that…?

A mixture of confusion mixed with her fear. The voices in her dream didn't seem possible to identify, it was almost like a bunch of unsexed voices said it at once. But what they said in her dream was so familiar. It reminded her of an event she hoped to never experience again.

"Hi!"

"GAH!" Her elbows nearly went weak from the shock she experienced. Calumon appeared out of nowhere, surprising her. "Hey…what's your name…? Oh yeah, Calumon! What are you doing here?"

"I don't really know, I just wanted to come here. It sure was a long way to get here though; I had to take a little boat ride, which was fun. Those birdies were more fun riding on than those big moving thingies with wheels."

"But how did you know where I live?"

The little guy rubbed his cheek as he tried to think of an answer. "Um…"

He doesn't know…strange. The young sixteen-year old girl rose her back straight up from the bed.

"Oh well, you looked like you could play a nice game. You sure talk in your sleep like Guilmon's Tamer."

Kari giggled, "I guess so."

"Do you wanna play?"

That was when she checked her alarm clock on the bed. "Actually, I'm suppose to deliver something to my brother; a basket of goodies from mom. Just a way to tell him how much she missed him…like a person crying out an ocean."

"Uh…does that mean, you don't wanna play?"

"Sorry…busy…"

His face fell as his ears shrunk. Calumon felt his long journey across that big field of water was all for nothing. Why did he come here? All he did was follow the voices that kept whispering: 'Come play here. Fun is this way.' Or so he thought in his own delusion.

As he averted from his sad thoughts, Calumon found Kari opening her closet, which revealed loads of blanket-thingies (Clothes, but would he know?).

"But I'm going for some breakfast. If you want, you can come with me and I'll buy you something to eat."

Happily, Calumon bounced off of the bed when he heard his second favorite thing: Food. "YAY!"

"Mrrrghhh…zzzzz…"

The mumbling led Calumon hovering down Kari's bed. He found Gatomon nearly buried under the blankets. "She's not wakening up. Mind if I hop on her?"

Kari snapped her head out of the closet. "Trust me, you don't wanna do that. Don't worry about Gatomon. She's sleeping-in on the count she watched that late night I Love Lucy marathon."

Her slumbered body flinched. "Lucy…the chainsaw…youse got som splainin to doooo…zzzz…"

Calumon blinked with a blank look. "Wow, everyone talks in their sleep. Maybe it's a fun trend. -giggle-"

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West Shinjuku: 1:28 PM…

The large city of Shinjuku has finally become quite¼ well quite now compared to all those Digimon invasions. If you were to go to the bridge near the Tokyo Metropolitan Buildings, you would see that construction people are nearly finished rebuilding it after the Devidramon and Deltamon's attacks. If you were to go back to Akihabara or the Shinjuku stadium, you would find more workers fixing up the streets caused by Vajiramon and Pajiramon.

In West Shinjuku Central Park, Takato Matsuki was waiting by as he watches Guilmon play with his friends at the shallow lake fountain.

Man, I sure would love to play with them, but Tamer-duties first¼ What's taking them so…?

"Hey Gogglehead!"

Takato groaned, wishing that she would stop calling him that…wait, I told her not to. Well at least not with that tone. Well at least they showed up. "About time you guys made it." The goggle-boy spotted his two Tamer allies and the computer genius of the DigiDestined approach over a field of grass.

"Sorry for the delay, Takato, but my computer had a few minor virus attacks that needed to be sorted out, plus we were waiting for Rika."

"Well that's okay, Izzy; at least you guys made it. So where to begin?"

"I believe I should discuss the cause of these attacks." Izzy sat down on a bench, fiddled with his laptop and showed the kids pictures of four god-like Digimon.

"I never seen those kind of cards before." Said Takato.

"Interesting that they had not been produced, but these groups of Digimon you see before you are the Harmonious Ones, Digi-World Guardians, or the Digimon Sovereigns. They are the sworn rulers and protectors of the Digi-World's balance of four different areas; west, south-"

"Sorry to intrude, Izzy," said Henry. "But in other words, they're the Digimon versions of a Chinese mythology."

"Right, meaning that these-"

"Just what does this have to do with these Deva attacks?" Rika interrupted.

The college simply ignored it. "To the main point, one of these Digimon are the masterminds behind these Deva attacks, and we now know who, thanks to Renamon…" Izzy pointed to the picture of the phoenix. "…Zhuqioumon."

Takato reeled back in surprise. "Huh? But why would he do this? Isn't he suppose to be a protector?"

"My theory is that an evil Digimon is talking control of this Digi-World Guardian, but I once assume that the Devas are also in control, until Lilymon tried her Flower Wreath, which is suppose to filter out any dark influences on a Digimon."

Henry rubbed his chin. "Maybe they're following orders but don't realize that their master is under control."

"That's the second theory, Henry."

"Hold on, Computer-boy¼ how can you be so sure if this is true?"

"Elementary, Rika, I'm not. Theories are just researched guesses, meaning they're not to be dependant to be true. I've been wrong before, so it's highly possible that there must be another explanation for all of this."

The young girl turned away, scoffing. "Whatever, but now that we know who's doing this, can we go there and stop him?"

"That's another mystery. We could get to his Digi-World by using our Digi-World, but the problem is that we need that guardian to open the gates for us, which of course you know why it's impossible."

"You mean there's more than one Digi-World?" asked Takato.

"I just figured out that fact weeks ago, but yes indeed."

Rika just then figured out something. "Hold on, you called us for this meeting to tell us this, like you're relying on us to save the day. Not that I'm complaining, but… why us? Why can't you Digi-people handle it? After all, you're the Legendary DigiDestineds."

The teen scratched his forehead. "Is that what you people are calling us these days? Hmm...well Rika, the more we grow, the more responsibility we have to face on our laps, meaning it's not that easy for us to bare our Chosen duties."

"So you would rather go to your computer conventions and let the world crumble? I wonder what the-man-from-up-the-digi-stairs was thinking when he made you all protectors of the Digital World."

This would be the moment for Takato and Henry to calm Rika down before-

"Listen, Davis and his team had been through the same thing! We never asked to be DigiDestined, and we had other goals on our minds beforehand. A DigiDestined is a torch that must be passed to a newer generation, therefore baring the responsibility that the older generation is unable to perform. We all have our own lives, and those who are not involved in our mission cannot know about our confidential duties!"

When meeting Koushiro Izumi, Takato and Henry passed him off as an easy going, calm individual. But they found a new layer of the boy now that Rika pushed the wrong buttons.

"Uh, come on, Rika. I thought you liked all this action. You said so yourself."

Rika narrowed her eyes at the scared goggle-boy. "I do, but I just don't like people lying on their asses while we do all the hard work."

Henry stepped in. "Rika, if they could, they would be glad to help us, but with their real life responsibilities, it's impossible."

"Yeah, but they do help us anywise, Rika, and it's an honor that we're the new heroes chosen to save the world."

Scoffing, Rika just walked off. "You two are so naïve. I'm outta of here!"

"Hey...but I was gonna invite you to come play-"

"Can it, Gogglehead!"

Of all the nerve...even after getting out of that Digimon-are-just-data phase, Rika still acts like a cold jerk to everyone. Why does she always have to act like that¼ why¼ what's she afraid of?

"Ignore her, Takato." Henry warned, approaching towards Izzy. "Sorry about that, Izzy. Rika's just a little high strung and seems to have a lot of insecurities."

"It's alright. I'm sure Rika will warm up in time. Well, you two go and relax; I have an exam to study, plus I have to make sure Tentomon isn't downloading roms again." With that, the computer boy ran off.

"Well that was a hoot! Say Henry, care to join me and my friends in an honorable game of splash war¼ ?"

Henry shook his head, backing away. "Sorry, I have things to do."

"Oh, well see ya then."

"Yeah, see ya,"

Another disappointment as Takato watch Henry walk home. Sure, he and Henry hang around more often, but Takato would like if both of them, including Rika would hang out together, besides when battling Digimon, and have fun. The three of them together; is that so much to ask? It's like, other than Digimon, Henry and Rika don't want to hang around with him for other reasons. Do they hate him...nah it couldn't be...although Rika, he's not sure. Maybe Henry and Rika can't get along with each other...looked what happened back when Vajiramon and Pajiramon decide to put their names on the city land.

"Maybe some other time...hey guys, don't start the big war splash without me!"

As Takato happily joined with Kazu, Kenta, Jeri, and Guilmon in the water, a grumpy figure spies on the kids from atop of trees.

Dis is fun? Sheesh, where's da fireballs, and da destruction, and da screaming? Humph…wusses.

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Shinjuku College: 1:44 PM…

It's the weekends, yet again, meaning the students of Shinjuku College were free to run amuck for the day, and right now we find the blonde rocker, Yamato Ishida, exiting the café with a bag full of goodies in one hand, and a bigger one over his shoulder, containing a certain wolf-clothed lizard.

"Just one bite, Matt! I'm having serious munchies here."

"You know, Gabumon, this is why I didn't want to bring you along. You nearly freaked out that café-lady back there."

"Well sorry, but those chopped steaks were just calling me, saying 'Eat-me, Eat-me.'"

"I think maybe I should get you to a Psychiatrist or something . You're worse off than Armadill- OOF!"

Okay, after experiencing enough of these misfortunate bumps, he doesn't need to second guess who he bumped into. Of course Matt couldn't understand WHY he always have to bump into HER, especially at the phase she's in now...oh well, at least she's not in her crazy-fan-girl phase, that's for sure.

"Before you bitch at me, Jun, let me just say that it was an accident, alright? I don't know what problem you have of me, but-"

"-But the problem is that my name's not Jun."

Oooo, big mistake on Matt's part, and he knows that sweet voice from anywhere. "Oh, sorry about that, Sora."

Sora Takenouchi gave a smirk as she brushed away her hair. "It's alright...sounds like Jun's giving you more grief again, huh?"

"You think? Oh wait, there she is."

He saw that familiar brown haired girl wearing a black sweater and a dark magenta skirt, who was now coming down the line that lead towards the cashier. Matt noticed a guy behind her asking her a change for a dollar, but with one frightening scowl, Jun silenced the poor boy.

"One little break up and Jun has to take it out on all the men in the world. And why in the hell does she have to take it out on me the most?"

Sora sighed, with some sympathy in her voice. "Something deeper must had happened to her. A girl…wait a minute! I remember now. Remember Yasuo Kamanu? That was the guy she went out with."

"Him? Man, that jerk? I can't believe Jun was dumb enough to go out with that punk. I heard he was with some gang that sold a lot of drugs, I think. What about him?"

"If I remembered, he died in a car accident."

Matt hesitated to respond for a while. "Uh…man…that's harsh, even for him. But, you think that's why Jun turned into the world's number one…? ACK!"

Matt nearly fell to his knees when he felt someone collide against his back. He found the culprit, Jun Motomiya, who seemed to bumped into him by walking backwards. Right as she gathered her bearings as she stared at him, she placed her boy-hating mask.

"You just love to get in my way, huh, rock-star?"

Matt frowned. "You're the one who bumped into me!"

"Hey, next time, try setting your fan club away from public paths, Blond-" Jun snapped at Sora when she noticed her. "Hey, you're his girlfriend, right?"

Sora knitted her brows. "Ex-girlfriend. We're just friends now."

"Could've fooled me."

"Now just what does that mean?"

"Figure it out, but I don't have to hang around with this playboy. Excuse me!" Jun purposely knocked Sora away with her shoulder as she walked off.

Matt could hear his red haired friend breathe, hard through her nose. Uh oh…

"Matt, would you excuse me one moment?" Right as Sora was about to dash for Jun, Matt grabbed her by her arm. "Let me go, Matt! Just one punch in the mouth! She won't know what'll hit her! Let me go!"

Matt felt embarrassed, having all eyes stare at him and his crazy ex-girlfriend. Man, this reminds me of our first date, when the waiter refused to refund for the shrimp.

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West Shinjuku- 1:50 PM…

A normal person in the city metropolis of Japan would take a nice stroll on the sidewalks in this sunny day. But, someone like Impmon would take a nice roof hopping around town. Yes, the grumpy, and lone purple imp was hopping on the number of tall buildings, avoiding the school of annoying humans that took the trails of concrete, down below. After perching on one building, Impmon took a look down below this…what, seven to ten story building? The people looked like ants from up here, and Impmon likes to burn ants.

Let's see if I can light some poor smo's hair on fire. Dat'll be a laugh to see a running fire match. The imp flicked each of his paws on fire.

Hark…he hears the distasteful sound of giggling, thanks to his sensitive ears. It sounds like human girls. Yeah, he heard laughs like that around his travels in this human world.

Hang on…there was another laugh…a voice that sounded pretty familiar.

"Hey dat's da call of a dweebie cream puff."

Impmon followed the sound of the voices, which were just three rooftops away. After those three, he tumbled down in a tree which stood on a tiny park.

"Oh just, like, look those cute lil eyes! They're, like, totally cute!" a valley girl squealed.

Within the leaf-coated tree, Impmon peaked through an opening. He found a small group of female humans in front of a gray fountain. He couldn't tell their appearance since he believes that humans look alike a bit, plus he could only see the back of their heads . But these girls were wearing colorful clothes that made his eyes burn.

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"Its so totally cute! What is it, a little Neopet or something?"

"No, like, it looks like a Pokémon or something."

"Like, puh-leeze! Those annoying plush-thingies are like sooo loser-ville."

What a weird predicament Calumon ended up in. After eating a delicious egg-bagel sandwich with Kari, Calumon parted from her when they reached to Shinjuku and continued his journey for the ultimate and eternal fun. The little cute thing that was just staring at the girls with no clue. What interested him was the bizarre markings on their faces. To Calumon, it looked like these girls were playing in the mud. But if he asked them what was wrong with their faces, they would call it make-up.

"Grrr…what da hell is wrong with da Digimon in dis crap-pile of a city? STOP BEING CUTE TO DA HUMANS!"

The valley girls snapped, surprisingly, towards the Digimon who stood on a tree. "Ugh! That one is sooo not cute!"

Sneering, Impmon raised his chin. "And dank da sovereign I ain't ya McDonald clowns!"

One of them scoffed. "Like, what did you call us?"

"Ya heard me! I call ya that for da obvious reason dat you clowns can't look yer-self at the mirror."

"WHAT?" Reaching through their purses, the teens through any piece of make up they can grab and threw it at the big-mouthed imp, who just leaped away to higher branch.

"Nyah, nyah! If ya want to throw someding, try someding dat burns, baby!" After his arms crossed, he spread them, with paws burning within inferno. With a sinister smile, he shouted: "BADA BOOM!"

The small fireballs strikes before the teens' feet, but it was enough to frighten the valley girls like the sheep they are. Proudly, Impmon laughed as he watched abandon the park in the matter of seconds.

"Hahahah! Dat'll learn ya! Bunch of clown-hoes!"

With that, the imp Digimon sprung away. The little white Digimon blinked at his previous spot, confused of why Impmon went so mean on those girls. Sure they were loud, but he didn't have to scare them like that. He sure was mad though. Hmm…maybe he needs someone to play with.

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West Shinjuku/Loco martial arts dojo- 2:35 PM…

A straight jab…

…a simply parry bats it away.

A high kick…

…moving away, and the kick only hits thin air.

Two figures circles on a large blue mat that lied in the center of a Chinese-decorated room. The smaller fighter with familiar blue hair, which easily shows that its Henry in a karate outfit, carefully focuses on a taller figure that appears to be almost in his senior years. This man had a pale brown beard to match his hair and coat under his stone-hard face. Far in the corner of the room, Terriermon sat in his cute-doll routine, watching their spar-session with interest.

"You're not focused, Henry. Your mental distractions are leaving you too open for attack." the man said.

In his fighting stance, Henry shook his head, trying to follow his teacher's warning. When he felt that he was back in the game, Henry advanced and launched a straight kick towards his teacher's waist. But swiftly, his teacher grabbed Henry's ankle, reeled him in, and jabbed the boy's forehead with just a finger. The man caught him by his arm before his head met the floor.

"You see?"

The young Tamer rubbed his forehead. Then, solemnly, he bowed. "I'm sorry, sensei."

"Do not forgive me. Forgive yourself."

Henry knitted his brows, unsure to what his teacher meant by that. But he understood that he was unfocused in his training. His Tamer-duties was too stressing for him. With all these Digimon attacks, he kept thinking that something terrible will follow unless he does something. He just wish why are these creatures attacking.

Also, ever since his father found out, Henry was more concerned for his family as much as his father was for him. After dealing with Vajiramon, he and his father had a talk. His father wished for him to keep away from any dangerous things like what happened in the stadium. As much as he liked to, Henry knows that its his responsibilities as a Tamer to control the borders between Digimon and humans…and from the looks of his father, he seems to understand too. It was like he didn't want to blockade Henry from any Digimon-communication.

Now dressed in his regular clothes, Henry retired with his teacher in an anteroom, having some tea beside a small table.

"Sensei, have you heard about the monster attacks in the news?"

The man nodded while sipping some tea.

"Well, I heard that there are certain kinds called Devas who seem to be the pinnacle monsters."

Gently, the teacher set his cup on the table. "And where did you hear of this?"

Now here comes the lie. "Uh…I kind of got caught up in one of their rampages. I barely got away, but before hand, I heard them call themselves Devas. They seem to be evil creatures."

There stood silence, for no words came out of the old man. Henry believed that his teacher felt strongly about the Digimon-issue, that he abhorred the digital beings for causing trouble for the past decade. As far as Henry understood, and was told by the DigiDestined, Digimon had been crossing in the real world since their childhood. Most folks knows about the Digimon, despite other's disbelief of their beliefs, and without their knowledge of other Digimon protecting the human world against evil Digimon, the said humans grew to hate them.

"Devas…" his teacher spoke, finally. "That name reminds me of an ancient legend that goes back from Sanskrit. The story spoke of virtuous spirits, the Devas."

Henry's eyes rose. Sure he knew well that most Digimon were based on some religion, but it still was a coincidence that the Devas were based on some story.

"You see, the writings spoke of guardian warriors of a god that battled against the demon Asura, preventing him from entering our world and conquering it."

Henry's fingers rolled around his tea-cup. "So, they're good, right?"

"That is quite difficult to say. There were those who followed Asura, who believed that his ways were the key to peace. To them, they were like the evil thorns in their quest. But each of these sides do have their beliefs, which they believed that it's for their own good. A change in perspective can make good appear evil, or vise versa."

It was kind of hard to absorb all that confusing information for Henry, and usually he can make nearly anything come to sense.

"By the way…want some ice cream?"

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West Shinjuku, downtown- 2:36 PM…

"Stop following me, cream-puff!"

"But I wanna see if you'll scare more girls with muddy faces."

Impmon continued his day to hop over rooftop-to-rooftop, but it seems that he has an unwanted company. He snapped towards the floating Digimon with a sharp finger. "Hey, dhose little freakos started it, so dhey got what hey deserved!"

"Hahahahahha…"

That moment, Impmon thought his ears were playing tricks on him. But it could be the stress those gave him, so his nerves could've lost control of reality for a while.

"Hhahahaha…"

Again, he heard the laugh, but this time it was almost as loud as a stereo speaker. "Now I know I heard it!"

Calumon nodded. "Me too. People sure laugh at you a lot. Even the wind laughs at you."

The imp snarled at Calumon. "Hey! Don't make me feed you to dhose dogs back dhere!"

A soft rumbling sound was heard as blankets of fog closed in on the little Digimon.

"Oh great, a digital-field! Dis about dat guy's hot-dog stand I burned, isn't it?"

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"Boy she said that? And to think that she was once your biggest fans,"

"I know¼ it's like I have a bad karma for weird girls Seriously, is it because I always try to ditch her back in the day?"

"I'm not sure¼ I wasn't around with you guys that much."

"And you still are."

We go now somewhere around the city with Matt and Joe as they just walk around the city near some large parking lot. Matt was still bothered about yet another of Jun's angry disputes. It just doesn't add up. Sure he heard that people changes, but Jun turning from a groupie into a boy-hater Goth sounds WAY out of proportion.

"You think you understood girls and the next they come back with something weird." Said Matt, rubbing the bottom of his lip.

"I betcha Sora or Mimi would love to hear that."

"Gomamon!" Joe warned.

"Lighten up, Joe. I was just easing the mood. And anywise, what about these Deva attacks I heard about? I like to get a little piece of the action. It's been a while I worked out since IceDevimon send my butt packin."

"It looks like you may get your chance," Gabumon said, pointing at something over yonder. "Check it out!"

Further away, a fog coated over some small buildings as big as a football field.

"It's one of those Digi-fogs!" Matt said.

"I think they call them Digital-Fields, Matt." Exclaimed Gabumon.

"Man, I'm never gonna get used to this new generation."

The older DigiDestined chuckled. "Me too¼ now I know how old people feel when they have to deal with new aged rock or something."

"Come on, people, and look alive!" Gomamon demanded. "Looks like we found ourselves a workout."

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Standing in their way was a towering blanket of fog. Impmon and Calumon's feet froze solid on the rooftop floor as their eyes glued on the sight of the Digital Field.

"Great, of all da things I have ta run into, it had ta be a Digital Field."

"Oooo¼ maybe this fog will spit out a new friend."

"If ya call a friend who likes to crush your every digi-bones, den have fun!"

"Hahahahahahha ."

That sudden echoing laugh made the little imp jump. "What the¼ ? Hey I'm glad ya thought it was funny but I don't do stand-up jokes, kapeesh?"

"Hahahahahahah!"

"Hey¼ you're laughing AT me, are ya? Come on out if you think yer so cute¼ or are ya too chicken to fight like a real Digimon!"

"A real Digimon? How could a sickening creature like you know the true definition of Digimon?"

Impmon's teeth clenched. "Why don't you come down here and I'll show it to ya¼ right up your freakin face!"

"Very well,"

Just like that, a Digimon materialized right before Impmon's eyes. This creature stood taller than say a three story building, and it was a purple horse. It had long arms that almost reached the floor, but they and its feet had hooves. The horse had golden chest armor with a pink banana wrapped around the neck. Behind its long white mane was a giant seashell.

"How's this?" it asked with no echoes.

Calumon just fainted and Impmon stared at the giant with dread. This creature was tall¼ his head was up to Impmon's point of view since he was standing on a rooftop. But there's no way he'll let his pride be ruined by just acting like a coward, so he forced a strong, tough-guy face.

"Oh so dat's whut you look like. Kind of wished you kept yerself in da shadows, cause yer BUTT UGLY!"

The creature just chuckled.

"Hey, quit laughing, mule-face! That was suppose at be an insult!"

"I'm afraid I cannot help it, my friend. You see, I have a good reason to be laughing; I see a true insult right here; a pitiful Digimon standing before me."

Oh how the Rookie felt intense heat boiling in his head. "Da hell you call me!"

"I call you weak, insect. I sense that you failed to even Digivolve. What kind of a Digimon can't Digivolve? Perhaps it is because of the scent of humans from your frail shell."

He gasped in realization. It just couldn't be that what caused him to be stuck as a weakling... oh why did this punk have to make him remember?

(Flashback)

Danger beyond danger the purple Digimon has got stuck in. Impmon was surrounded with no where to hide, and no way to escape. Two short, and young human drew closer towards him, shooting their scowling faces. But these faces were not for him, they were for each other, but that was still as dangerous as Impmon being the target, for he was caught in the middle of their feud.

"I didn't break your stupid toys! Stop blaming on me!" a male child cried.

Sweat drops soaked the Digimon's forehead as he turned towards the female child who took another angry step closer.

"You're big fat liar! He's nothing but a liar, Impmon, so go teach him a lesson!"

From the sound of his name, Impmon gasped.

"No way, because Impmon's on my side! Right Impmon?"

Fear caused the creature to be speechless and tense.

"Don't believe that weasel, Impmon! Now get him before he breaks something else."

Before Impmon could think of something, the young boy reeled his arm. "Don't you trick Impmon! You're the liar, so Impmon should teach YOU a lesson!"

But the girl tried to pry the imp away by his other arm. "No, he should get you, you bully!"

The entire thing became a fight for the Digimon, much like how children would fight for a teddy bear, by pulling it by the arms until it'll eventually rip in half.

"Impmon, get her!"

Impmon felt his muscles about to peel apart in pain.

"No, make him sorry, Impmon!"

Now his chest felt like it was about to break apart.

"Impmon!"

His digital bones, if he had any, could snap.

"Impmon!"

His body boiled to extreme heats.

"Impmon!"

The pressure was getting to him…

"Impmon!"

…he felt that his arms will be separated from him…

"Impmon!"

…with extreme pain…

"Impmon!"

…and it'll all be…

"Impmon!"

…by the hands of barbaric…

"IMPMON!"

…humans!

"KNOCK IT OFF!"

His scream was like a force that blew the little tykes away. Though free, the pain made his body numb for movement. Damn humans…

(End Flashback)

He shuddered at that horrible memory. Till this day, he still kicked himself for ever meeting those¼ brats. But he remembered what he's doing, who he's dealing with, and what he must act like.

But the horse spoke first. "Like those traitorous Digimon, you have human partners, but you are unable to Digivolve. How pathetic."

Oh if that didn't break the camel. However you say it that just really pissed the little purple imp. His temper boiled over the roof, and his body was heating up badly. "Whut...did...whut...you SAY? I CAN DIGIVOLVE IF I WANT TO, MULE-FACE!"

"Another Digital Field!" a female voice was heard.

Down in the alley, Rika Nonaka and Renamon made their way through the fog. After Rika withdrew her shades, she gasped at the giant Digimon she sees before her. As her large eyes gazed at the creature, she automatically drew her digivice.

-.

Indramon:

Holy Beast Digimon. A servant that is a Deva. This creature can harness most energy attacks in its horn and throw it back, double the power.

Type: Virus

Stage: Ultimate

Attacks: Horn of Desolation, Treasure Hoof

-.

"Great, another Deva, " however, something else drew Rika's attention past the Digimon's legs. On the other side of the alley, two older men came; one was blonde and the other had glasses and these guys had a seal and wolf-covered lizard on their side. "Great, and more DigiDestined."

A cold smirk played as he observed the extra players. "Ah you have more human loving friends and these useless carbons with you; your line of defense, I see, weakling."

"Hey, SHUT IT, Mule-face! Dese bozos and deir Digi-poodles are just da audience to watch me lay da smack down on youse!"

Rika didn't know wither to gasp or laugh. He must be joking.

The large Ultimate named Indramon checked the field. Apparently this area is too narrow to be fighting on. "Perhaps I'll put you in your place some other time. But do not fret, little weakling; we will meet again. But remember this…You don't belong in this plane of existence."

With that, after kicking up the wind for the gang to shield themselves from, Indramon faded away.

Impmon roared a growl as he kicked some dirt. He leapt off the rooftop and landed between the gang. "Damn youse, Fox-face! You shouldn't have come here! I was about ta make dat horse-bum lick my feet! So back off of my business," he turned to the DigiDestined Digimon. "The same goes to you, Pee-wees!"

"Pee-wees¼ ?" Gomamon snapped. "Whoa, buddy, I wasn't the one who got punked out."

"And are you mad," Gomamon asked. "Fighting against a Deva? From what I'm sensing, you can't even Digivolve!"

"-snicker-¼ A Digimon that can't Digivolve. That's a laugh riot."

Short chuckles sounded from the Digimon and Rika, and this was fuming Impmon to no return. "SCREW YOU, ASS-WIPES! I'M GOING HOME!" with that, the imp did some impressive wall jumps up to the rooftops.

"Whoa, dude watches South Park too." Gomamon muttered.

"MAKE NO MISTAKE, DOOSH-BAGS," Impmon screamed. "I WILL PROVE TO BE DA STRONGEST! I AM DA STRONGEST! I DON'T NEED TO DIGIVOLVE!" and the over-dramatic Digimon hopped to the other building and took off.

"Boy, talk about insecurities." Joe muttered. He then looked at the younger girl. "So you must be the Tamer: Rika, that once shouted to the world that she hates Digimon."

The girl's eyes dangerously narrowed. "Look, pal, I just wasn't feeling well that time."

"Hey, no need for the attitude, although you do remind me of someone I know." His eyes glanced at a certain blonde boy.

"What?" Matt then cleared his throat. "So you're the self-proclaimed tough girl, huh? We haven't been fully introduced. I'm Matt and this is Joe, the doc-in-training, and these are our Digimon: Gabumon and Gomamon."

"And don't forget," Gomamon spoke. "I'm the most charming one of the team."

Rika rolled her eyes. "Great, another Terriermon... listen, it was nice meeting you and all, but Renamon and I have some serious engagements to be taken care of."

Joe shrugged, figuring that the girl's kind of shy under that icy interior. "Okay, so till we meet again,"

"Yeah sure," she muttered as she walked out of the alley, while Renamon faded from sight.

"Sheesh, touchy little girl…and just who were you referring to?"

"You figure it out."

.-

"That purple-retard is gonna get the tar beaten out him, then he'll get revived and get killed again, and so on."

Rika reached to the other end of the alley she walked out of, with Renamon reappearing beside her. She didn't know why she need to follow that imp, but she knew that he was going to get killed. It kind of bothered her, the way he talked, he almost was sounding like…her.

Yeah right. Okay, so I am pursuing to be the strongest, like him, but unlike Imp-dork, I know what I'm doing. I don't whine like a little baby who wants his bottle.

Renamon clearly felt this way more than her Tamer. When he Impmon's cries for help, he sounded like an over-exaggerated version of Rika. Only Rika was slowly coming out of that mask. Sure, she still acted like she needed to be strong, but she was making good results to understand that she is strong; she just needs to know what being strong really is.

"Renamon…?"

The tall vulpine glanced at her Tamer without head-movement. She knew what Rika ordered her to do by just looking at her violet eyes.

With a mighty leap, Renamon landed on top of a four-story building. The yellow Digimon started her journey to hunt down the blind Impmon.

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.-

Hypnos HQ- 3:03 PM…

The appearance of the Deva signal brought Hypnos on full alert. Scientists ran around in a seemingly, aimless directions, while the main ones, the monitor girls, Riley and Talley, were typing, ferociously, on the computer crane chairs.

And Yamaki…he was flicking his lighter-lid in a rapid motion, which was so fast that it sound like a bomb was ticking away to explode. This was irritating Riley so much, her headache made it difficult for her to concentrate. Would she love to shove that stupid thing far down on her boss' throat…but she needed to pay her rent.

"Riley, have you located the signal of the Deva?"

The short haired woman shook her head as her shaded eyes stared into the monitor on her chair-desk. "We barely caught lock on one of the signal, but the second one that quickly vanished when it entered with the other one is still out of sight. We're concentrating on the other signal."

The violet-haired woman had her fingers pressing on the colored keyboard like a machine. "It's location is shrewd, but I seem to have caught on a communication wave that has the same signal as the Deva."

"Tap into it!"

The woman already rapidly tapped her fingers on the colored keyboard. "Yes sir, I'm launching a surveillance worm virus now. It's infiltrating their transmissions."

Above them, on the giant blue dome monitor, status writings and windows appeared.

"Linkage is a success, sir." Talley informed.

The blonde mad grinned, wickedly. Now let's see what our playmates are gossiping about now.

Yamaki took a seat and checked on the monitor, which is grafted into large computers. All it showed him with just zeroes and ones.

"Binary machine language...between Devas?"

Riley knew binary language since the fourth grade. Binary language is the basic level of computing, which uses two numbers. Though it only uses ones and zeroes, computers can easily translate them, one at a time in a faster rate. Four digits make up a code like 0000 equals 1, which means the first letter of the alphabet, A. 0001 - 2, so it's B, and so on.

(A/N: At least that's how I think it goes. Man, I suck. Correct me, please!)

Anywise, since Riley was a master at this, she began to read it on her monitor…at least she was about to…

"Gehehehe…ehehehe…Hahahahha….HAHAHAHAHA!"

But her boss' evil, insane laughter scared her. "Sir…?"

Yamaki turned away from his monitor, while he was drowned my his laughter. "HahahahHAHAHA!"

She was scared…really scared. It felt like below 20 degrees around her, which was really cold. "Yamaki…?"

Supporting himself on the large computer panels by his palms, Yamaki took deep, shaky breaths. "Is this how these Digimon communicate…by preschool shit? These monsters uses…binary language? Are they mocking me?"

Loud as a 50 pound hammer can make, Yamaki slammed his fist down on the panels, nearly making the girls jump off of their 2-story tall crane seats.

"Evolved…internet trash…that walk among the plane like they're the superior species of evolution…and they're only capable of communicating with primitive machine language? Do they think that we can't comprehend their language?"

Growling like an angry leopard, Yamaki headed out through the sliding doors, which was the only thing that let out light from the outside.

"I'll show them! I'll show them how far humans have evolved!"

That stung Riley to a paralyzed state as she helplessly watch her boss walk out the room like a drunken man. His hatred for the Digimon has led him to paranoia; making him think that he couldn't solve a system that a child can learn. Sure, his obsession has gotten on her nerves, many times, but this time, after seeing his worse, she grown so concerned for him; such pity she felt. How long can a man, who lost everything by the hands of Digimon, keep his sanity? His fixation for destroying these creatures was nearly cutting his last string of his nerves.

She didn't know why he wanted to end these things, besides how much chaos they created for the past decade, until last week when she caught him mumbling to himself in the snack bar. Once again, he was clutching onto something that had a gold chain attached to it, but she didn't know what he was holding. It could be a locket.

When he left, Yamaki left that locket behind, and Riley took a daring risk to see what it contained.

A picture of a stunning young woman, probably around her late twenties. She had the longest and silkiest flock of hair she have ever seen, and wore this nice white dress…a wedding dress.

This woman was his wife.

The background looked like a lush forest landscape with a lake around the foreground. It looks like they took a honeymoon in the country.

If this was what Yamaki had in this locket, why was he always gripping it like his life line, she thought. She then saw the date around the corner of the photo.

June, 21, 1999

It could mean that this date was when their honeymoon started, which is logical. Or maybe…from the way Yamaki acted with this locket…maybe this date was when she died. But could his wife's death have anything to do with the Digimon? Sometimes, when Riley sees her boss get frustrated over the Digimon, he always holds on to this locket.

Then she checked the date again…this was taken eight years ago, before August 3rd, when the first and largest digital field hit and blanketed all of Odaiba. That had to be it, maybe she got killed in the Digimon attack. That has to answer why Yamaki hated Digimon, which was now quite understandable.

"Riley?"

She accidentally inhaled some air, hard, when she heard Talley's voice. "Wha…?"

"You know that I can't decipher any data if you don't bring me any."

"Uh…sorry…" she sunk her head, feeling quite embarrassed.

"You okay?"

"Just a little…edgy after…you know…"

The blonde smirked. "Yeah…guess the boss forgot to take his meds again." She expected her friend to laugh a little. She always laughed at her Yamaki-jokes; it always calmed them after going through their boss' temperaments. But she didn't respond or anything.

Anywise, Riley left the locket where she found and bolted out of the room before Yamaki came back to retrieve it.

After the times she teased her boss, behind his back, about his crazy passion to destroy Digimon, she felt so horrible, now that she know that this was all to avenge his wife's death. Now, she just wants Yamaki to be at ease from his pain. But she believes that Yamaki wouldn't like it if she tried to comfort him. He might figured that she knows about his secret, and he'll know that she looked at his locket, then good bye job.

All she could do now was do her duty and help destroy and contain the Digimon. Maybe doing that will help bring Yamaki at peace. Besides, it's not like she cared for these digital thingies. Sure, they had caused quite a panic, but for some reason, she had no hard feelings.

.-

.-

Outskirts Kasukabe- 2:36 PM…

Kasukabe, a beautiful place outside the area of Tokyo. It's pretty much a suburban land, but a place for romantic strolls. But sight seeing on some Japanese land isn't what you came here for, huh? You're here to find out anything regarding this story. Well, in this town, we find the three Digimon, Bokomon, Neemon, and Patamon (Since that there are two Patamon, I'm gonna place those columns around the Guardian Angel Patamon's name.) exploring through the town as they try to find their way back to Tokyo.

As they try to hide in the bushes from the citizens that walks along the sidewalks, Bokomon studied the map. "Oh dear, I'm sure this was the way to get there. Maybe I read it upside down."

"I told you to follow the pretty yellow line."

"Be quite, Neemon. Oh blast this utterly, confusing, human map. I can't tell which road goes where; it's all tangled like yarn."

"I like playing with yarn. No wonder kitties and Gatomons love yarn. It's all soft, and stringy, and tangily, and-"

Before he knew it, Bokomon snapped his pants.

"OW!"

The book-worm Digimon peaked through the bushes, checking the quiet surroundings. "The coast is clear, everyone. Let us be on the move."

"Oh we're marching through the yellow-brick roooooad! We're marching through the yellow-brick rooooad! OH we're-"

SNAP!
"Ow!" That was the hardest pants-snap Bokomon gave him yet, which meant a big sting on Neemon's waist. The weird rabbit Digimon danced, aimlessly, which made him trip on a small rock and tumble in some bushes. "Ow, I think my head crunch something!"

Now he heard some noisy, buzzing sounds behind his ear. Neemon then spotted the source; a dark cloud of angry wasps that were incredibly pissed about their broken nest.

"Hey, Mini-Flymon! Hi Mini-Flymons!"

"Neemon you fool!" the bookworm cried as he quickly pulled the idiot rabbit away from harm.

"But the mini-Flymon wants to say hi!"

"No, they want to sting the living daylights out of you for destroying their abode."

"What does bread have to do with this?"

Bokomon pulled his accomplish in a sharp turn before the wasps made a swift dive towards them. "Just keep running, you idiot!"

"Ooo, lookie, some rolly box is coming here to give us a hug!"

"Huh?" The first thing he saw on his right was pairs of boxes rolling right for…

BAM! Rammed like being tackled by a Boarmon, the two Rookie Digimon rolled on a ramp and crashed into the storage carriage of a moving truck. When Patamon saw his friends predicament, he fluttered inside with them.

The inside of the truck was almost filled with darkness, but just enough light to see. Bokomon opened a dress-drawer from the inside and poked out of it. Neemon emerged from one of the boxes with a mounted moose-head on his head.

"You're lucky I didn't crashed into sullied underwear, Neemon, or there-"

"Jeez, Chuck! You nearly led those boxes in the streets. I ain't gonna be paying for any of-"

"Alright, alright! The stupid safety lock somehow set off. It ain't my fault! Sides, it was just the bum's rock collection."

From the light at the end of the truck, the Digimon saw the same boxes-on-wheels climb up the ramp to meet them in the truck. The shaded man who drove the boxes dismounted out of the truck and closed the truck, cutting all light.

"NO!" Bokomon climbed out of the drawer to quickly open the doors, but thanks to his non-athletic body, he kept tripping falling over the boxes he climbed over.

The truck started to quaver. An invisible force shoved the white creature far, slamming his back against the steel door. "Ow, and I just had a visit with a chiropractor."

Patamon and Neemon, still wearing the moose-head, rushed for Bokomon's aid, after Neemon rode on a box just to get there.

"This house is moving, Papa-Bokomon." said Patamon.

As flexible as a mouse-trap's arm, Bokomon lifted his upper-body up. "WHAT?" He wondered why his back was getting a rough back massage. The truck they're trapped in is driving, and without any windows to see the outside, they're blind with no way to know where they're going. They could be heading miles away from Tokyo. "No, no, no….no…"

He dropped his back on the steel floor, suffering the hard vibrations that keeps jabbing his spine.

"I just wanted to go to Tokyo and find those kids! Is that too much to ask?"

Moose-Neemon walked up to Bokomon. "Well it's like I always say…"

Bokomon groaned. "What…?"

"Moooo…!"

SMACK!

The thing that happened, the moose-head span like a wheel, forcing Neemon to tumble to the floor. "Wowee, everything's going roundie-roundie again."

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West Shinjuku Park: 3:00 PM…

After the sound of a knocked piece of metal was heard, a flying can soar towards the sky and then landed next to a beautiful fountain.

"Okay, Guilmon, after when you catch the can, you can look for us."

"Okie-dokey, Takatomon."

"For the thousandth time, it's Takato!"

When the red dragon chased after the can, Takato, Jeri, Kazu, and Kenta abandoned the fountain area. The kids separated to look for hiding places, but both Takato and Kazu dived into a group of bushes at the foot of a crowd of trees. The boys peaked through the openings of the bushes, watching Guilmon hunt around the open field.

"Dude, does Guilmon have the nose of a dog?"

Takato nodded. "Yeah, but he won't think of using it for a while."

Smirking, Kazu pulled out his deck of Digimon cards. The young boy stared at it with deep thought, right at the card of a BlackAgumon. "Hey, just answer me something. How do you become a Tamer?"

Takato finally looked at him. "A Tamer…? Um, I don't know. You just have to be given a digivice, like just be chosen, I guess."

"What? Man, that's whack! What did you do to impress the Digi-dudes from upstairs? I totally kill at the card games and know way more about Digimon"

Takato could sense some jealousy within his friend, but he did sense some insults in that sentence, like Kazu didn't think he had what it took to become a Tamer. "Well…you didn't believe what happened back at the Rainbow Bridge, three years ago."

"Dude, I wasn't even there. I had to see it personally to believe it. Isn't there another way to be a Tamer, you know, make them give ya a digivice and a Digimon?"

"Well, Guilmon didn't come with the D-Arc. I created him by accidentally scanning a drawing of him through the digivice."

Kazu's jaw fell. "Dude…you can do that? Man, if I had a D-Bark (Takato: D-Arc.) I could make one killer and powerful Digimon, maybe as powerful as Goku…and he'll be like that in the Rookie level!"

Takato shuddered at the thought. A Rookie Digimon that can throw a Kamehameha fireball, or a Spirit Bomb, and under the control of his power-hungry friend could end the world. Thank the digi-god that Kazu is not a Tamer…or have a drawing of a monstrous, Vegeta Digimon.

"Hey, whose breathing on my neck? Kenta, is that you, you moron?" Kazu turned to scare off the person he thought he was. But it was a strange kid with a head shaped of a football. He barely has a nose, and his mouth was very wide. His clothes almost looked like something a train conductor would wear, right down to the blue overalls, and a orange t-shirt and hat with the letter B over the fin. Actually, he dressed almost like a certain video game plumber.

The face of the kid gave Kazu chills. "Man, weird birth-look."

"Kazu!" Takato hissed. The boy faced the strange kid. "Uh, he didn't mean it, sorry. What's your name? Are you new?"

The strange boy just sat there with a blank stare.

"Uh…hello…? Didn't you hear me?"

Kazu snorted. "Told you he's weird. The dude's gotta be brain-dead to go with that look."

"Kazu!"

"What? Do you think he heard me with that zombie-Muppet look. He looks like Muppet, dude." Kazu craned closer to the strange boy, knocking on his forehead. "Hello, anyone home in there?"

"BAGAAAAHHH!" the boy screamed, as his mouth opened just like a Muppet.

The boys flinched with fright, while their legs sprung them out of the bushes and landed their rears on the grass…well, Takato fell, face-first.

"Ugh…I told you, Kazu." Takato groaned, feeling his face sting.

"Yay! Found you first!" The boys found Guilmon smiling down on them. "Now for Jeri and Kenta!" The young dino left the boys to find the other kids.

Growling, Kazu hoisted from the grass and brushed his clothes. "That little mutant! He made me lose the round, and I rock at kick-the-can!"

Kazu dashed back in the bushes and parted them away to give the creepy boy a piece of his- "Aw man, the Muppet-dork bounced out!"

Takato checked the bushes, finding no trace of the strange kid. "Wow, he sure disappeared like a ninja."

"Good! Who knows what kind of disease the freak had."

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Downtown Shinjuku- 2:57 PM…

Okay, let's see what I got.

Smooth white hands opened a colorful box with a plastic seal on the center, next to a picture of a reptilian monster. One of the hands pulled out a deck of cards and flipped through them, one-by-one.

Ooo, lookie. I got Pixiemon. Boy, it was a good thing he and the other Digimon got reborn after the Dark Masters bit the dust.

Poking cards out of the deck, one particular card revealed itself; a picture of a wizard that almost looks like a ragged doll.

Oh…Wizardmon…better not let Gatomon see this. She remembered how a dear old friend gave his life to help the DigiDestined defeat Myotismon.

Kari was found in a fast-food restaurant, checking out a starter pack she bought after her delivery at Tai's dorm and parting from Calumon. The last time she bought Digimon cards was about nearly two years ago, just to get the cards of Gatomon and her evolution line. But now that her brother: Tai, Davis, and the Tamers and a couple of people around Tokyo are into the game, she decided to take a whack at it.

She also wondered about Calumon. The little guy always shows up in every Digimon battle, and appears to have no purpose other than to be a spectator. But she knows that she saw the little creature glow whenever the Tamers' Digimon Digivolve. She wondered if Calumon does have the power to give the Tamers' Digimon the power to evolve, cause if that's true then that explains how the Tamers' Digimon could Digivolve to Ultimate without either a crest or DNA Digivolve.

Hmm, let me see the booster pack. Kari ripped the plastic wrap apart and scanned through the cards. Alright, Agumon. I need one for the WarGreymon I got. Now all's I need is a MetalGreymon. I should add my Gatomon line in my new deck.

A chill ran down her spine, and stinging chemicals flowed in her heart when she found a card that brought back uncomforting memories…Myotismon.

RIP! A second later, the card was nothing but two ripped paper on the floor. Kari stomped and rubbed it against the dirty floor.

Waste of money. As she went back to her new cards, another one affected her, but instead of hatred, like she felt for the Myotismon card, she felt a chill as cold as the North Pole…a Dragomon card. Uh…okay, what's up with this one?

As she went back to her new cards, another one affected her, but instead of hatred, like she felt for the Myotismon card, she felt a chill as cold as the North Pole…a Dragomon card.

Her head throbbed all of a sudden. She couldn't focus straight, like she was drunk. Everything looked so dizzy.

'Kari…'

"Huh?" Her head pulsated more and more. Whispers drowned her ears, making her heart race.

'Queen…Queen…Kari…Kari..'

"-gasp-" Without a word, the female DD ripped the card, just like she did with the Myotismon card. The pieces slowly tumbled down to the dark shadows under the table.

The throbbing and whispers stopped.

That…-pant, pant-…was not mentioned in the commercials. Gradually, Kari arose from her seat, rubbing her temples. Please…it couldn't be that again. Please don't…

The last time something like this haunted her, she ended up in the Dark Ocean. A school of strange Scubamon wanted her as a gift for their master. Luckily, TK somehow came to rescue her, and Gatomon actually Digivolved to Angewomon, even when her crest power was gone. But she never found out what was going on with that Dark Ocean thing. And frankly, she didn't want to find out. Whatever that was about, something told her that she DEFIANTLY doesn't want to find out.

When Oikawa used the last of his energies as a firewall to protect against the darkness, like the Dark Ocean. Somehow, Daemon escaped his Dark Ocean prison, and conquered most of th Digi-World. He also continued his plan to take Ken's Dark Spore, which the DD finally found out that he wanted Millenniummon's power from it. Thanks to Tai, Daemon was finally destroyed, and Azulongmon had his guardian comrades strengthen the barriers of the Digi-World, by filtering the dark energy Daemon took for a project that he never completed, and using it for their good purpose.

There was no way this dark one that tried to take Kari could escape from the Dark Ocean now.

I should pick up some groceries. Mom was dying for recipes for her liver-sticks…ugh. Kari took off from the restaurant, joining the river of people that roamed the sidewalk. Why was I like that with that Dragomon card? It brought back memories of the Dark Ocean, much to my dismay. Could it be that card represented the being that tried to…? "OOF!"

She fell to her knees when she suddenly knocked into someone. The cards in her hand scattered all around her. Kari stood on her knees, turning to the person she bumped into. It was a man in a yellow jacket, and a blue cap hid his face. All she could tell that he had shaggy red hair. The young girl quickly scooped up her cards "Oh sorry about that. I should've watched where I was going."

"Don't worry about it, Miss. All is forgiven. Let me help you." The man gathered the rest of the cards, but when Kari had her back turned for the other cards, the man slid a new card from his sleeve, and added it to her deck. "Here you go."

Kari gently took the rest of the cards. "Uh…thank you."

Without a word, except a wave, the man walked off, disappearing in the moving crowd.

Kari flipped through her cards to see she has everything…but… "What's this?"

There was one particular card that caught her interest. She wasn't sure she saw this one in the box or the booster pack. This card had the same frame that looked like something out of a computer, but the picture, the stats…there were nothing but a picture of a closed, steal door.

This couldn't be right. Where did this one come…? Then it hit her. That guy must had dropped this card. Well too late to give it back to him.

Then it hit her. .

With no other errand to do, she headed downstairs in the nearest subway…which allowed her to miss the thick fog-cloud that soared through the skyscrapers.

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West Shinkuku Park- 3:22 PM…

Back in the park, four groups of children, and one odd red lizard, trailed a concrete path while leaving trails of water drops behind. Their clothes hung as heavy as weights due to their soaked state from their water fight.

As they reached the gate, Kazu hurried towards the streets, with Kenta on his tail. "See ya, chumely! Be torturing ya some other time!"

Takato uneasily chuckled. "Oh yeah…really looking forward to it."

With the dynamic heading home, that left Takato and Jeri all alone, along with Guilmon, but he was busy chasing a squirrel.

Turning to him, Jeri noticed a disturbed look across Takato's face. "Hey, are you okay?"

Takato's mouth froze for a moment. He always felt tense when Jeri's so close to him, and alone with him. "Um…yeah, why?"

"I dunno, you seem to have a lot on your mind right now."

"Well…" She sound so concerned for him, and this made him blush another level of red. "Kind of, but it's nothing right now."

Jeri seemed a bit disappointed for a second. "Well…if you ever want to talk about something…just…you know..."

Pressing his lips, firmly, Takato nodded.

When Guilmon rubbed his head on Jeri's should, she giggled and affectionately grabs his face. "And you…stop chasing those poor squirrels."

"Aw, but they like it!"

The young girl made a jog towards the streets. "Bye-bye, guys!"

With a goofy smile, Takato waved. "Uh, see ya later, Jeri…bye."

Takato watch on as Jeri runs completely out of sight, between rows of buildings, and through the small crowd of citizens. His hand waves slower as her sight vanishes, before his face drops.

"She is right, though. I have so much on my mind. All I wanted was a Digimon, and now that I do, I have to pay the price by defending the world from crazy Digimon. I don't think a kid deserves that."

He felt something pushing him, slightly, by his shoulder. He found Guilmon, staring at him with sad puppy eyes.

"Aw, boy, I don't regret having you in my life." Takato hugged his red Digimon. "If I knew that I was getting a Digimon, but also knew that I had to fight city crushing monsters in the process, then it's worth accepting it."

He can hear his young Digimon purr, just like the first time he met him in that construction site.

The perfect time for his D-Arc to make that annoying alarm-clock buzz, which is now.

"Aw man!" As he studied the readings on his digivice, he saw Guilmon sniffing the air. "Well, it's like what they said in that American movie: Great power, great responsibility. Boy, I wish that only happens in the movies."

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He was so mad. Mad at Indramon, Renamon and her Tamer, and the other DD Digimon for insulting him and his abilities. He knew that he could take on the Deva and walk away a winner, but he slivered away before Impmon could prove himself. He was treated as a wimp now, a pompous snot who can't even curling his paws into a fist.

He had to prove his might. He had to show that he didn't need to Digivolve to be tough. He had to vent his anger on something. Well, there was only one way to, not only release his anger, but feel powerful and tough…

…Bullying!

"Drop down from the car, kid! Remove yourself from the costume and drop to the floor, now!"

A blockade of cops and their patrol cars all aimed forth at a small purple creature that was standing on a red car while chewing a hamburger. But this creature was mistaken as a mere, rebellious child, so they weren't allowed to use armed weaponry. But night sticks and clear shields were okay. (Yeah…the authorities, alright.)

This wasn't the attention Impmon was going for. To prove his power, Impmon jumped on cars like lily pads, imprinting dents on the roofs while he was at it, and taking ice cream from little kids. All that was to show everyone to fear him, but the cops didn't quite understand the message.

…Not that Impmon cares.

"Ha! Youse all think I'll listen to a bunch of nerds in blue? In your geeky dreams! Arrest dis!" With a flick of his fingers, they lit on fire. "BADA-"

Suddenly, a red-n-blue blur flashed by Impmon and seemingly ate him. The cops double-checked the hobgoblin's former spot with their plate-sized eyes.

"Men, for now on, no more than five cups of coffee. Hallucinations are not good for police-careers."

.-

Everything happened too fast. Before he knew it, his body felt like it was being reeled high like a fish. Everything started to get burly as he couldn't think straight. Now, his thinking and vision became clear, and found themselves on some construction site, under some big bridge with wooden boxes.

"What da…?"

Taking him by surprise, Impmon gazed at a tall blue dragon adorn in fire armor with sharp blades from the head and hands. The armored Digimon, Flamedramon, glowered down on the small Rookie.

"You really like to make a bad name for yourself, huh purple-lips?"

The hobgoblin growled as he stood on his feet. "Hey! I didn't remember inviting youse to my party! Youse better get outta my way before-"

"Before you what, have a bunch of bullets planted inside that thick skull?"

"Da hell you think youse are?" Impmon sprung away, as he summoned a fireball upon his palm. "BADA BOOM!"

Impmon tossed it, which spread into small streams of flames. Flamedramon effortlessly swatted them away like flies. The virus Digimon dropped back on the floor, keeping his eyes on the armored reptile.

"I don't know whose youse are, but I was in da mood for some data-feasting."

"Dude, just bring it on! Flamedramon's no wuss." Revealing himself from behind the steel pipes, Daisuke Motomiya adjusted his goggles and flashed his award winning smile.

"Oh I should've known you were just another Digi-poodle." Impmon spat.

Flamedramon arched a brow. "What's a Digi-poodle?"

"It ain't no brainer, flame-face! Youse just one of those human-loving Digimon who's nothing but a pet on a leash! Am I da only sane Digimon with enough brain cells to never be slaves to a human?"

"Flamedramon's not a slave, he's my friend!"

"Ooo, he's my friend. Ugh! Gag me with a barf bag!"

A snarl escaped Flamedramon's lips. "Alright, that's enough out of you!"

"Youse lucky you Digivolved, or else you would've had da ass-kicking of your life…not dat it matters to me, cause I can drag your blue-wonder ass all da way to da curb, and use youse as my can opener."

"Is that so?"

With that, Flamedramon burst within a blue light. A red laser shot out of the geyser of light, sinking into Davis' jacket-pocket. Impmon had to shield his eyes from the blinding light, but as soon as he felt the light weakening, he revealed them.

"Guh…?" To his surprise, and disappointment, taking the place of Flamedramon was a smaller version of him, lacking the fire-armor. "Hey! What gives?"

Veemon grinned as he lifted his forearms to prepare for battle. "Heh, jush thought I could prove to you that I don't need to be Flamedramon for dhish fight."

Impmon narrowed his brows after hearing Veemon's lispy words. "What a minute! Youse were dat punk dat ate my pretzel!"

Veemon blinked in confusion. "I didn't know that was yoursh. I know it'sh too late, but shorry."

Impmon snarled with lion teeth. "Oh youse gonna be sorry alright, half-pint!"

Davis frowned at Impmon's cold behavior. "Man I had enough of him! Let's teach him a lesson, Veemon…but try not to hurt him too much."

"WHAT? Youse kidding? He was better off staying Digivolved, not dat it would help him!"

Veemon lowered his head, eying his opponent like a bull. "Wanna bet? CHARGE!"

The two Rookies dashed for each other, stomping their feet as hard as a motor of a monster-truck engine. Neither one of them would let up, or chicken out as their heads would collide and-

A yellow blur crashed between them and created a smoke blast that engulfed Davis. "Veemon!"

When the dust died, Davis found the so-called blast. A tall yellow fox held up the two Rookies apart from another, like they were smelly laundry.

"Enough!" Renamon shouted, tossing the two Rookies away from each other.

Davis blinked in shock. "R-R-Renamon? What are you doing here, dudette?"

"Babysitting you, it seems. Any explanation you want to give, defending your reason to cause a ruckus with this fool?"

"Uh, I thought he was another of those wild Digimon. I didn't know he was a bud of yours, but we weren't gonna destroy him."

"He's not exactly…a 'bud' of mine. " Renamon then grabbed Impmon, once again, by the scruff of his neck. "And you…what-"

"Let go, fox-face! You better get your hands off or I'll-"

"-Use your little flame to boil water and make me some tea?"

Davis and Veemon dropped their jaws with a wide smile. "OOooooohhhh!"

Roughly struggling, Impmon escaped her grasp, but dropped hard on the floor. "Oh yeah, well maybe I would like to make tea, maybe outta a certain furball."

"I do not want you to share your many recipes that involves stray cats, rolled in manure."

"OOOOooooohhhh!" Davis and Veemon cried, pointing at a angry Impmon. Circling around Renamon, they danced. "Go Renamon! Go Renamon! It's yo birthday! It's yo-"

"Quiet!" Renamon snarled, scaring the two jokers. She turned back to Impmon who pouted like a spoiled child. "Why do you pretend to be stronger than you are now? You would've had more holes than Swiss cheese if Flamedramon hadn't pulled you out!"

Veemon blushed, rubbing his head. "Aw shucks!"

"You could've been crushed by that Deva if we hadn't come!"

Impmon growled to silence her. "Grrr! Shuddup! You ain't my mom! All youse do is follow your pathetic human around and hide behind her skirts like a little baby!"

Renamon gazed him closer with dangerous eyes. "You'd better watch what you say about that 'pathetic little human'. Even she could beat you up. Besides, without her I couldn't Digivolve. But you know all about not being able to Digivolve, don't you?"

Crossing his arms, Impmon turned away. "I don't need a partner to Digivolve like da rest of you weaklings, I'm glad I left dhose stupid humans- ah, I mean, I'm glad I never had a useless partner holding me back, I'm glad!"

Davis' eyes grew. "Whoa, rewind dude! You had a partner?"

Impmon lowered his face to hide it. He grumbled, very softly.

"Impmon," Renamon called. "Did you once had a partner? Answer me."

WHAP! Impmon was free from her grip, but Renamon a deep red hand-mark across her face. Davis and Veemon cringed, unable to lift up their jaws. From all the times they known Renamon, even if it wasn't that long, they figured that Renamon would break a person's skull easily as breaking a peanut, and today they may become live witnesses.

"IT'S NOT FAIR!" Gaining their attention, the trio noticed Impmon on his knees, pounding the floor like a baby. "I WANNA DIGIVOLVE! I'M DA STRONGEST! IT'S NOT FAIR!"

Davis almost felt sorry for the Rookie…key word: almost. "Dude, you're embarrassing yourself as well as us."

Veemon shook his head. "Maybe he nish a hug."

"I ain't doing the hugging, buddy."

"Me neither."

Suddenly, Renamon shot her eyes towards her left, giving a soft growl as similar as a panther.

"Dudette, your Spidey-senses are tingling, huh?"

She ignored the boy. "The Deva is back."

Impmon sprung to his feet. "Yeah, finally! Now I can kick the mule-turd out of Wilber!"

She lowered her eyes down at the short Digimon. "I'm afraid your appointment has to be canceled."

.-

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The city is so lucky that Rika doesn't have much of a social life, otherwise, she wouldn't be walking around the streets, looking out for any wild Digimon. From at least a few large blocks away, she can see a large bank of fog looming across a far street.

"Great, there's never a dull day around here." Rika muttered. She spotted Renamon trailing across the rooftops, which signaled Rika to follow her.

"Yo, icy!"

The young girl groaned, wishing that the most annoying out of all the Digidestined wouldn't show up. There was Davis, with Veemon on his shoulders, dashing past her.

"Come on, Devas don't wait for anyone!"

Rika rolled her eyes. Great…

.-

Casually, Henry climbed up the subway stairs, reaching to the streets. Just as he did, he noticed a familiar being jogging past him; one that had long blue hair. "Joe!"

The young adult turned around, keeping his legs jogging. "Henry, glad you're here! A Deva just showed up down at the next street!"

"A what?" Henry noticed some fog peering from behind some buildings, down at the corner. There's never a dull day around here.

.-

Takato ran and ran, digging through the terrified crowd that came in his way. From the sounds of loud, thundering stomps, and roars, that could make even a team of wrestlers quake in their boots.

Boy, there's never a dull day around here. Oh well, no rest for the weary.

As he reached an intersection, he spotted Henry coming from the left with Joe, and Rika coming from the right with Davis…all at the same time.

"Wow, what a coincidence that we just bumped into each other from different streets at the same time. But how come you all have a DigiDestined with you, and I don't?"

"Oh quit your whining, drippy!" Rika retorted, noticing Takato's soaked clothes. "You're starting to sound like Gogglehead 2 over here."

The group turned to the street Takato was heading to, jogging through the thick fog.

"If I'm number 2, then who's number one?" Davis asked as Henry, Rika, and Takato put on their shades and goggles. Davis followed that, and slid on his own goggles.

"At first, Gogglehead over here, but I have a feeling that that the older one might had started it all."

"You mean Tai?"

The team made to the eye of the fog. As the Tamers, and Davis, slid off their eyewear, the Digimon: Guilmon, Renamon, Terriermon, Gomamon, and Veemon jumped to the front line.

"So…where's the Digimon?" asked Davis.

"Try looking up." answered Terriermon as he did.

When he did, Davis choked on his throat when he saw the massive beast that looked like a horse; the same beast that was crushing cars, and kicking holes on the buildings.

Rika grew an intense look. "Indramon's back. Time to start what we didn't get the chance to, Renamon."

"Agreed." the fox held up her arms in a kung-fu stance.

"You met this Digimon?" asked Takato.

Rika smirked. "Yeah, but it wasn't much of a-"

"BACK OFF, DOOSH-BAGS!"

From the air, Impmon drops in front of the gang, landing hard on the street. Following that, Calumon hovers, gently, on Takato's head.

"Boy, Impmon was like running like those black doggies with those chains on them." the white creature said, exhaling a tired breath.

Renamon took a step forward. "Impmon, I told you to stay put!"

The purple imp scowled at her. "Hey, stuffing me in a barrel wasn't any way for me to listen to you, fuzz-face. Now step aside, me and horse-shoes have some unfinished business."

The purple imp took few steps closer to the giant, massive, great beast that stood over four stories or so. Calmly, Indramon observed him, but his lips spread to an amused grin.

"Hehehe…"

"Oh, you think dis is funny, again, huh? I'm gonna make ya in a world of hurt, horseshoes!"

Renamon advanced a step, away from the group. "Impmon, you don't stand-"

"I said shut it, fuzz-face!" Impmon then snapped back to Indramon. "And as for you…" Impmon kicked back some dust when he leaped into the air. His hands burned within flames. "BADA BOOM!"

The Rookie Digimon tossed a number of small fireballs towards the large Ultimate Digimon. They nailed right on his right shoulder, but Indramon never flinched. The fire didn't even scratch his armor.

"Well…? You said that I was going to be in a world of hurt, insect. So when are you going to prove that?"

Impmon snarled, as his lips raised so high, even his gums were showing. "You think you're FUNNY!"

"Enough of this foolishness, Impmon!" shouted Renamon. "Do you want to be destroyed, is that it?"

Impmon snapped back at the vulpine. "I don't need your pity! I can hammer dis retard all by myself!"

Takato shook his head. "Man, Impmon's acting as blind as a person wearing three layers of blindfolds, and shades to top it up."

Henry smirked. "Actually, blind people have more sense than those who can see."

"Good point, and Impmon is demonstrating that."

Davis had enough as he pulled out his D-3. "Forget this! This is as bad as watching mice wrestle against cats! Let's make some results, Veemon!"

"No problem, Davish!" Just when he was about to enter the battle field, fireballs nearly scorched his feet. "HEY!"

Impmon refocused his smoking hand away from Veemon. "Did your hearing aid busted, blue wonder? I said back off!"

The world around them shook like weak floors. It was because of Indramon who laid his foot upon the street. "It makes no difference who fights me. I will be glad to battle all of you."

But Impmon stomp his feet against the floor. "Hold up! You ain't getting off dat easy! Dis is between you and me, mule-face!"

Davis smacked his forehead, as he couldn't believe this Digimon's stubbornness. "Dude, reality check! He, Ultimate, you, Rook-"

"KyyyyyAAAAAAHHHH!" Impmon cut off Davis when he summoned all the energy from his body and erupt into flames. His pyro-coated body stretched, and his arms reached high. The flames gathered together, between his paws, and formed into a huge sphere.

"INFERNO FUNNEL!" With one toss, the giant fireball slammed and exploded right on Indramon's face. "Yeah! Whose da biaych now!"

BAM! Impmon nearly got crushed by Indramon's giant hoof, which just leveled a huge chunk of the street. But the force blew him like a powerful punch, forcing his head to slam on the floor.

Smiling, Indramon eyed at Impmon's limped body that was road kill on the street. "I believe…you are…whatever that word means."

A state of shock, Impmon goes into after seeing his most powerful attack, a power that easily destroys pay booths and motorcycles, rendered useless. Frightened, he was, and in pain, he is, but seeing how the horse acted like his attack was a mere tickle, all that changed. Thanks to his quick anger, a severe case of bruises and fractures on his skull isn't going to let him ruin his pride. "You think dis is funny? Youse think dis is FUNNY!"

Like a rocket, Impmon sprung high up towards the giant's head. He delivered a number of heavy and angry punches and kicks that even a vivid thug couldn't accomplish.

"YOU-SEE-ME-PLAYING? I-AIN'T-PLAYING-HERE-YOU-JACKASS-OF-A-MOTHA-"

Indramon merely batted Impmon with his snout, though it felt like a punch to the flying imp. Like a bullet, Impmon crashed hard on the street, printing a deep pit on the road.

Takato could barely look. "Man, this is brutality! We gotta help him!"

Renamon narrowed her eyes at the battlefield. "Not yet."

As Impmon's paws clawed on the edge of the crater, he pulled his battered body up. "You…ain't see…nothing…just wait till I…" He finally got his shoulders out of the pit. "…teach you a lesson."

The Deva chuckled, watching the poor Digimon crawl like a injured puppy. "Quite a lesson you're teaching me. I do enjoy it."

"Better than your stupid sovereign can teach you!" His whole body was free from the pit, but it was shaking on the floor. "Your sovereign is so ugly, he can win an ugly-contest just by walking in the last round!"

That actually hit the wrong buttons on the Deva. "I will not let you insult my master!"

BOOM! Like a bug, Indramon stepped on Impmon, hard, sinking into the concrete floor like it was mud. The DD and Tamers froze, watching in horror and guilt, for they're just standing there without helping the battered Digimon.

"Renamon…?" Rika asked, hoping they can stop this madness.

"Not…yet…"

Indramon lifted his hoof off the Impmon, but the little Digimon's body was almost imprinted on the floor. His arms and legs looked a bit disfigured, and he was incredibly dirty. To put matters worse, half of his body was starting to lose their cohesion, like the particles was about to break away.

"Had enough!" Indramon roared.

Rolling to his stomach, Impmon barely lifted his arms and head. "I was…just asking…da same thing!"

Terriermon shook his head with, for the first time, pity. "Henry, normally I wouldn't complain over Impmon's pain, but don't you think this going a bit too far?"

"I agree. This isn't quite enjoyable, Renamon!"

Joe turned to the fox. "He's not going to last! What are you waiting for?"

Renamon stood there, silent, without a emotion betraying her face.

The Deva raised his mighty arm, preparing to finish this. "This is growing quite a waste, so begone!"

"Dudette, what are you waiting for, the drama?" asked Davis, anxious to stop the madness.

"Not…yet…"

His hoof hurtled towards the wounded Digimon, causing the wind to roar, loud.

"It's gonna DROP!" Gomamon cried.

The hoof continues to come down…

"Come on, before it's too late to save him!" cried Takato.

"Wait for it…"

…and it was falling, as hard as a large airplane.

"Gee, ya think his horse-foot would've made imp-pancakes by now?"

"Terriermon!"

...it was just about to flatten its target…

"Renamon, drama NOW!" Rika shouted.

BOOM! And Indramon's mighty hoof split the road, but not before Renamon soared out of the way, with Impmon in her arms.

"I had em…right where I wanted em, foxy!" said Impmon, with his speech stuttering.

"Sure you did, idiot…sure you did." the fox landed behind the gang, which they were fifty yards away, gently placing Impmon's battered body down.

"Alright, he had his fun. Now let's get in there, kids!" said Joe, lifting his digivice.

Tamers, Davis, and Joe: DIGIVOLVE!

.-

(D-I-G-I-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N)

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"GUILMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…GROWLMON!"

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"TERRIERMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…GARGOMON!"

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"RENAMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…KYUUBIMON!"

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"VEEMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…EXVEEMON!"

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"GOMAMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…IKAKUMON!"

.-

Five Digimon busted out of the green egg-shaped spheres, revealed in their new forms. Now a large red dinosaur, a nine-tailed yellow fox, a gun-armed dog/bunny, a muscular blue dragon, and a large hairy walrus was ready to do battle against tall Deva.

Indramon lazily looked down at the beast that stood a few feet away. "Hmm…I do hope that these appetizers will prove at least a bit promising. The small fish barely was satisfying."

Envenom stepped forward, which made a roaring stomp. "Ready, Rad-Red?"

"You bet!" Growlmon's mouth emitted a white glow from its throat. "PYRO BLASTER!"

Exveemon crossed his arms in front of his glowing chest. "V-LAZER!"

The two beams of destruction raced towards the might Deva, all capable of ripping mountains. But the horse Deva did nothing but wait for the attacks, calmly.

"Heh," Swiftly, Indramon pulled out some kind of giant seashell from his back and sucked up the projectiles like a vacuum.

All the Tamers, DigiDestined, and Digimon dropped their jaws at this shocking experience.

"Dude, that seashell thingie is a giant Dirt Devil!"

Indramon's seashell vibrated, as the hole of the shell began to shine like a flashlight.

Exveemon blinked at this confusing sight. "And it looks like it's imitating as one of those blenders your mom has, Davis."

"HORN OF DESOLATION!" With ferocious blast, the horn fired a gigantic wave of energy, smashing through the concrete street and blowing all the Champion leveled Digimon like they got caught in a tidal wave. The Digimon flew in different directions, crashing into cars, buildings, or near the gang, like Ikakumon did.

"Oh boy, Ikakumon!" Joe hurried before the giant furry's face, holding up two fingers. "How many fingers I'm holding up?"

But the large Digimon looked like he was drunk. "Uuuugh…who is the master who makes the grass green?"

The doctor-in-training sighed.

Henry clenched his fist, trying to stay calm. "That horn has the power to absorb energy-projectile attacks and throw it back in double the strength."

Rika rolled her eyes. "Oh really, genius? Gee, it would've been really helpful if you told us that before!"

Takato had a worried look as he watch Growlmon peel himself off a building. "So what are we gonna do now, guys? We can't fight him if he uses that vacuum cleaner horn…thingy."

"It's elementary, my dear Gogglehead. We take him out with our bare hands."

Takato gaped at her with wide eyes. "Uh…d-d-d-did you just call me…d-d-dear? Uh, I didn't know we were married or anything, but uh…"

Even in this hazardous crisis, Gargomon, Ikakumon, and Davis laughed their gums off while Henry, Joe, and Kyuubimon tried to contain their laughter, but barely. Rika clenched her teeth as scary as a lion, but her face blushed, madly.

"I didn't mean it like that, you retard! Don't you read Sherlock Homes?"

"Um…I think I kind of skipped the pages just to look at the pictures."

She growled, and showed that to the others to shut them up, even if it didn't work. Quickly, Rika slashed two cards through her Digivice. "DIGI-MODIFY, HYPER-SPEED, ANKIYLOMON ACTIVATE!"

The kitsune dashed away, creating an instant sonic boom that nearly blew the gang off their feet. "TAIL HAMMER!" Speeding two blocks under a second, Kyuubimon slammed her tails, which were now formed into a mace, right upon Indramon's face. (Hey, that rhymed.)

"You underestimate me with a mere itch?" the horse Digimon cried, angrily. After catapulting the small fox off of his snout, he reeled his long arm back for a devastating blow. "TREASURE HOOF!"

Thanks to the powers of the Hyper-Speed-Plug-In card, Kyuubimon easily maneuvered the attack by swinging around Indramon's arm with her tails, and sprung away.

"Order of one Iron-punch, coming right up!" After Kyuubimon flew away, Gargomon tumbled through the air, while green flames licked from the insides of his barrel guns like a barbeque grill.

"Stubborn little insects! TREASURE HOOF!" Reeling his arm back, once again, actually lifted parked cars off the road, which demonstrated how powerful his next attack will be.

But almost as fast as a speeding bullet, Henry slashed a card. "DIGI-MODIFY, COUNTER STRIKE ACTIVATE!"

BAM! Indramon's hoof made a direct and powerful contact on Gargomon's whole body. But his iron hoof barely broke through dog's green, glowing arms as Gargomon protected himself with them.

Gargomon pushed Indramon's arm out of the way and continued to dive for the Deva's face. "I got your treasure right here! BUNNY PUMMEL!"

POW! The gun-dog hammered his flared guns hard on Indramon's face, creating, not only a pyro burst, but a sonic wave that shook the earth and shattered anything breakable like windows. Thanks to the Counter Strike card, Gargomon absorbed the strength of the attack he received, without being harmed, and throw it back with almost double the power. Meaning his Bunny Pummel attack for now had an earth-shattering boost. The Tamers and DigiDestined had to take cover under a draped-door roof from the raining broken glass.

"Dude, I never had the sonic, but he sure had da boom!" said Davis.

"Do you ever run out of corny jokes, Comedy-boy?"

"Nope. I have a million of them." he answered, proudly.

Joe groaned. "…And let me tell ya, they're always more cheesy than the last."

Suddenly, the gang spotted something that sounded like something crashed through the road. They spotted a smoke cloud rising from a large crater. Kyuubimon dived in and came out, holding an unconscious Terriermon between her jaws.

As the fox carried him to the gang, Henry stared at his Digimon with deep, frightful concern. What have I done to Terriermon? I was too foolish to use a powerful card early in the battle.

"My turn! Somebody give me some distractions!" Takato cried, gripping onto his D-Arc.

Davis snapped his finger as he grinned. "I got da distract if you got da-"

Rika scowled towards the teen, making him flinch. "Finish, and die!"

"Sheesh, kid, personal space and oatmeal, please." Turning back to the battlefield, Davis called to his floating blue buddy. "Exveemon, time for a little show-n-tell!"

The large dragon nodded. "You got it, Davis."

As Exveemon soared towards the tall Deva, Growlmon marched pass the human-gang, also joining in on the battle

Between Takato's fingers were two cards, before he slid them through his Digivice. "DIGI-MODIFY, BLACK GEARS ACTIVATE!"

Black electricity surged towards the air from Growlmon's body. The red reptile roared as he felt the power tingle through his veins. His body's muscles and height grew, nearly up to about Indramon's shoulders, which was quite as tall as seven stories.

This was the same thing Joe saw when Devimon used his own Black Gears to increase his power and grow to Godzilla size. "Uh…I don't mean to sound pessimistic, but aren't Black Gears a BAD idea? Those used to be Devimon's toys."

Henry remembered the story about the Black Gears, told by Izzy. "Not to worry. These are part of the card game. Plus, Growlmon is a virus type, which the Black Gear cards are built for."

Joe sighed in relief. "Boy, it's like our old enemies toys are used for our good use for once. I'll be surprised if you kids have a Control Spire card."

Rika evilly grinned as she pulled out one. "I always wanted to try this out, but I never-"

DigiDesinteds: DON'T!

The super-charged Growlmon slowly marched towards the mighty Deva, but not without Exveemon spearing for the giant foe. Using his X-V Punch, he rammed it hard on Indramon's snout, which actually made him flinch, at least a little.

"Begone from me!" the angry horse swung his long arms, Exveemon quickly shot up high, avoiding the building-crushing limbs.

"I betcha when you try to hit the ocean, you'll miss!" the blue dragon mocked as he circled around the Deva.

"How dare you mock me, traitor!"

As Exveemon led Indramon's back, facing Growlmon, the red dragon popped open his forearm blades. Growlmon picked up the pace and ran for his target, but because of his increased size, he was moving as slow as a cow.

"This outha speed things up!" With no time to waste, Takato slashed another card. "DIGI-MODIFY! HYPER-SPEED ACTIVATE!"

With the card's power, Growlmon was picking up speed, running like a football player trying to ram his target.

"YOU'RE MINE!" Indramon actually caught the flying blue dragon with a fierce punch, making him crash into the wall of a building.

"Hey, horsy!"

Right as Indramon turned around towards the source of the call…

"DRAGON SLASH!"

KRSH!

"GYAAAAA!" He suffered the burning sting of Growlmon's arm blades stabbing him through his biceps. However, they were almost halfway in.

"Jeez, you got some rough pecs! But I got you where you can't use any seashell power!" Opening his mouth, a white orb of light shined through his throat. "PYRO BLASTER!"

The attack didn't formed into a big ball of energy, for it immediately exploded on Indramon's face. Both the two colossal Digimon were engulfed in a mighty explosion that the DD, Tamers, and the remaining Digimon had to brace themselves from the rough wind.

"Dude, we got him!" Davis cheered.

Henry, still shielded by his arm, grimed. "I doubt it would be that easy."

Henry's thought was proven right when Indramon motioned Growlmon back through the smoke. Though there were burnt marks on Indramon from his face to his chest-armor, he was still standing strong, but his arms were numb by the blades in his biceps.

"Like Takatomon says: Try, try again. PYRO-"

"Remove yourself, mongrel!" Indramon quickly kicked the red reptile off.

"-BLASTER!" Growlmon fired a powered energy beam…but this time from huge gap away from the Deva…

…and that was enough room he needed to draw out his horn and suck up the beam.

"Oh nice work, bread-face!" Rika shouted before slashing a card through her D-Arc. "DIGI-MODIFY, HOLY-ORB ACTIVATE!"

Opening her mouth, Kyuubimon performed a step similar to when Growmon prepares a Pyro Blaster. "HOLY ORB!"

A glowing sphere launched, slamming right into Indramon's horn, but all it did was sink right into the shell, nothing else.

"HORN OF DESOLATION!" A massive beam once again released out of the large horn. When it ate through Growlmon and Kyuubimon, it exploded in a brilliant geyser of light…

"Growlmon!" Takato cried in horror.

…and left the two Digimon, and even the road unharmed.

"No way! Was that a dud?"

Rika smirked while she proudly held up a card. "No, but I made it that way with the Holy-Orb card. Though it only works when a Digimon fights another that's on a higher level, it'll make them weak as a goldfish."

"Alright, for how long?" he asked with bright hope.

At that moment, Indramon stretched his body, as if he catapulted some kind of light off his body.

"For about five seconds." Henry answered.

The horse Digimon growled at his many foes. "You are only delaying the evitable. Your destruction will be, with no hope for you to stop it!"

Joe narrowed his eyes as his glowing Digivice was sealed firmly in his hand. His furry Digimon charged into battle, making rumbling sounds from his steps. "We heard it before."

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(D-I-G-I-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N)

"IKAKUMON DIGIVOLVE TOOO…!"

The fore legged mammal began to stand on his hind legs as his back seemed to grow a hump, which was a large shell with three large spike grafted in it. His new body lacked fur, except orange fur around his arms, legs, and face. All this mutated shelled walrus was bare was gray skin, and a large iron hammer.

"ZUDOMON!"

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Zudomon

Ocean Beast Digimon. This beast protects the deep, wielding a made out of a mighty metal that exist only in the Digital World. Its strength can crumble mountains, and mostly cause tidal waves.

Type: Vaccine

Stage: Ultimate

Attacks: Vulcan's Hammer, Horn and Tusk.

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Smirking, Henry put away his D-Arc. "Zudomon's appearance couldn't come at a better time."

Indramon watched the new giant make his way towards him. "So one of you decides to match wits of level, aye? Finally things are getting interesting."

Zudomon lowered his furry brows. "So what you're saying is, getting stabbed badly by Growlmon wasn't interesting. Man, you Devas are so hard to please!"

"The only thing that would please us is to rid this land of human filth and bring liberation to Digimon kind. You traitors of our kind shall be crushed under-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you'll rule the world. Heard it millions of times like Cat in a Hat." The sea mammal then held up his heavy hammer. "Well buddy, the only thing I listen to is good ole butt-whopping."

With that, Zudomon made a mighty charge, holding up his hammer over his shoulders. Indramon too stampede towards the bulky Digimon. When they crashed into each other, they made a roaring shockwave that lifted cars off the floor for a second.

Thanks to Zudomon's bulky body, Indramon staggered back more than he did. This let Zudomon recover quickly and throw a heavy punch across the horse's face with his left fist. As the Deva was stunned, with his right arm, Zudomon swing his hammer straight for the head.

But suddenly, Zudomon felt like he was slammed in the gut hard by a wrecking ball. Indramon quickly recovered fast as light and punched his opponent on the stomach. He then batted the sea beast with both his arms, smashing against a building, which crushed as easily as a wooden clubhouse.

The giant horse dashed towards Zudomon while he was down so to crush his skull like a coconut. But without warning, Zudomon slammed his feet down, making the earth shake, the windows shatter, and crippling the Deva's balance. Quickly, the beast peeled off the demolished building and used his hammer to smash the Deva brutally on the road.

Since Digimon heal quicker than most living beings, Impmon was restored just enough to gaze at the intense battle between to two giant titans. Dat could've been me laying da smack-down on dat mule face.

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On another vacant street, this street doesn't appear to be quite vacant when there's a young boy sitting calmly on a bus-stop bench so close to the fight. This boy had dark hair, a blue bandanna on his head, and a couple of dark blue clothes.

"Hey Kouji." Another boy approached the child. His face looks like the other boy. He wore a green vest over a red sweatshirt, as well as white kakis and green running shoes. He too causally stood around without paying any attention to the fight just down the road. "How was your day?"

For a while, Kouji stood silent as he turned back to the two monsters. With a neutral face, he face at the boy. "-sigh-…just like any other day in Tokyo, same ole, same ole."

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From the floor, Indramon thrust his hind legs and kicked Zudomon's chin, making him fall on a wall of buildings.

I could've been stronger as that…

Swiftly, Zudomon backhanded the horse, smacking him to another street that vertically crossed the one the humans stood on. The sea beast marched after him as the hammer his gripped bathed in orange energy.

…if I could Digivolve.

Now that Zudomon had the Deva in a vacant area, he was ready to use his hammer with a force of a god. "VULCAN'S HAMMER!"

With a massive smash to the ground, his hammer released a great burst of energy that caused Indramon to quickly draw his horn and face it at the energy. However, the energy was only towering, and not advancing towards the horse. Not only did it shattered the road around Zudomon, the energy blast threw a bunch of parked cars up in the air.

"What is this useless…?"

A car suddenly flew out of the energy tower and exploded right on Indramon.

"PSYCH!" Catching him off guard, Zudomon leaped out of the energy and batted Indramon's horn over the buildings.

The DD and Tamers cheered at this brilliant move.

"Alright, now he's easily history without his dirt devil!" Takato cheered.

After a fierce kick knocked Indramon away, Zudomon lifted his glowing hammer again. "No seashell for you on the menu! You're mine! VULCAN'S HAMMER!"

Again, Zudomon hammered the street, but this time the energy charged for the target while ripping through the floor like a shark's fin cutting across the sea.

"That's game right there, dudes and dudettes!" Davis excitedly cheered.

The energy cleanly cut through…right into Indramon's horn.

"What the…!"

Yes, the horn saved the evil Deva, except it wasn't held by its owner. It was floating right in front of him. The gang gasped in surprise and shock.

"Dude, that horse used some Professor X power to fetch back his stupid seashell vacuum!"

"It's called telekinesis, Davis." Henry answered.

"I knew that."

Indramon slammed both his hoofs to the sides of the horn like a machine locks onto another in a factory. The horn begins to charge up the energy it took from Zudomon's attack.

"HORN OF DESOLATION!" A mighty blast erupted from the horn like a volcano…

"Zudomon, get out of the way!"

"Big guy, narrow road. Yeah, he's got plenty of elbow room to use."

"Terriermon!"

…and slammed hard on Zudomon. Crashing, a giant blast exploded, causing buildings to cave in and the streets and cars to rip apart.

"We are gonna get in trouble for this." Takato muttered.

The smoke cleared and the roars of the explosion dimmed. Now all was left is the giant shelled beast blanketed under a pile of rubble. Indramon sneered as he marched towards the fallen Digimon, keeping the nozzle of the horn facing Zudomon. The DD and Tamers helplessly watched, forced to be tortured by their own grief until their friend will be blast to small particles.

Rika's fingers clenched onto her blue D-Arc. "Kyuubimon, back him up. At least he held Indramon long enough for you to-"

"Wait!" The fox eyed back at the gang. "Where's Impmon?"

Right as the horse Digimon was just a few yards away, and Zudomon barely removing most of the heavy pile off him, a small purple creature landed on the pile, ready to face the leviathan horse.

"Remember me, mule-face?" Impmon shouted. Though he recovered enough to stand on his own, his body was still weak. His arms hung, nimbly, as well as they shook like his legs. Dirt and bloody scratches covered most of his body and even his red bandanna was scraped.

"You just don't seem to learn, do you? Begone, insect! I have already found a virtually suitable foe."

Impmon clenched his teeth. "What? Afraid to face me? Afraid I'll Digivolve?"

Kyuubimon lowered her upper body down like a racer dog ready to dash. "Impmon, get out of there!"

"Not until dis punk meet the bottom of my foot! Bring it!" With that, the nimble yet flimsy imp sprung into action.

Indramon's horn again charged up, as it was seen from the glow in the nozzle. "I was saving this bit for the sea beast, but it would be well worth ridding a pathetic piece of digital data. Have at thee! HORN OF DESOLATION!"

Again it exploded in a vigorous and brutal blast, with a outer light nearly engulfing the airborne imp. Kyuubimon charged to the rescue, but because that Impmon was so close to the blast, and that this attack is faster than Indramon's hoof, it'll be too late even with her speed.

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End of part 10...

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Not exactly my best chapter, but I needed to update my best story some time, right? So I just split half of the new chapter.

As for the Hypnos scene…

Now, most people don't really know the source, the reason, of Yamaki's obsession with destroying Digimon. Though in UK comics, it explained that Yamaki had a strict father who imparted to Yamaki his desire for order and control. It drove him to create Hypnos, in order to monitor people's actions through internet and communication signals, keeping them in check. His hatred for Digimon was viewed as a virus and disruption to the natural order.

Though the UK comics are officially sanctioned, this does not approve the Japanese official storyline, so Yamaki's true past is unknown.

This is explained in Chris Mcfeely's Digimon Encyclopedia.

Now, living in the world where the DigiDestined timeline, seasons 1, 2, and 4, co-exist, I thought of altering his source for his hatred. Besides, a lot has happened in those seasons, so anything is possible in the lives of other people in that timeline. Thanks to the events in the other seasons, that has happened in the Tamers timeline, at least in this fic, I have given him a good reason to hate Digimon, even if the reason seems very cliché. Besides, I wanted a deeper catalyst for Yamaki and Riley's relation. Though it will be explained later on, try to use your imagination on what happened. Hint: season 1, when Myotismon attacked the real world.

.-Dark Oivut- Now why do you think I'm bashing those guys? Just because they're in comical situations? Well their character calls for that, and Kazu and Kenta don't really have much use until later on. It doesn't mean I hate them. I like Davis. Why do you think he's in almost every Digimon battle?

Imperial Rauquaza- Yes this takes place after Frontiers…I think.Alien-Child- You mean the Wonderswan adventures? Yup.

Every else, thanks for the reviews.

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"I thought I was your partner?" - Detective Yin

"But you're not my sidekick." - Batman- The Batman.

"There's only one thing a Sayin keeps…his PRIDE!" - Vegeta - DragonBall Z

MAN it's been so long since I done this!