Note: I'm sorry for the delay of this chapter. With exams, winter holiday and internet connection problem happening almost at the same time I can't update for more than a month. Anyway, I'd like to take the opportunity to thank everyone who had reviewed this story. They're really eye openers for me and I really appreciate them.

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VENGEANCE
- Chapter 06 - Ramifications -

A particularly disturbing phenomenon was occuring in the Eastern region of the Digital World. The usually-clear night sky was covered with strange purple haze, and dark clouds appeared out of nowhere covering the sky in darkness. Winds were blowing from the clouds and thunderclap rumbled every few seconds. In some parts, there were huge downpour of rains coupled with strong winds and severe lightnings.

Though unusual, it was pretty much normal compared to what was happening at the File Island.

The Infinity Mountain was a tall mountain located on the central region of File Island. Thick purple clouds were hovering and thwirling around the peak of the mountain. Bolts of eerie gray electricity thundered out from the clouds, their action maneuvered by a digimon standing there all alone. The digimon was tall, with his figure resembling a fallen angel, or rather, a devil. He was clad in black leather robes, had large, tattered black wings on his back, and had two horns protruding from the sides of his head.

This digimon was the very digimon known to terrorize the island long ago by launching his controlling devices known as the Black Gears to gain complete control of the digimons to do his bidding. His aim was to ensure that the prophecy he had unearthed not to be fulfilled. Alas, his effort proved futile when Angemon appeared and destroyed him with one blow, sacrificing himself in the process.

He was known as Devimon.

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Devimon remembered everything that occured after the event clearly as if it had just happened the day before. Just before his corporeal body was almost destroyed, Devimon's spirit escaped. Though he was no longer visible and could not pose as a threat, Devimon vowed to return someday for revenge. He waited for his spirit, as in, his data, to be reconfigured into a digi-egg. He would start over. And so he waited. As days turned to weeks and weeks turned into months, Devimon still had not been reconfigured. Refusing to give up, Devimon tried to find a way and lingered around Primary Village.

His hope died away when one day he heard Elecmon told a few In-Training digimons never, ever to even think of becoming evil. Intrigued, he hovered close and listened. He was mildly surprised when Elecmon told them about him.

"Devimon was perhaps the meanest digimon around here. Thanks to Angemon he was gone for good!"

"Good? Hah, as if!" Devimon thought to himself, rather annoyed but he continued listening anyway.

"I heard that Angemon died as well after destroying Devimon?" one In-training whom Devimon recognized as a Gigimon asked.

"Yes," Elecmon replied. "But good digimons always got reconfigured. Angemon's data instantly formed a digi-egg after he died."

"Whatever happened to Devimon? He's the bad guy." Another In-training known as Viximon inquired.

"Yes Viximon... Devimon's the bad guy, which is why we've never seen him again. Bad digimons NEVER got reconfigured!"

The conversation played in his mind many times. If it was true, then any chance of him to get revenge had diminished before it even appeared! No way, he had thought. He refused to give up hope, which was ironic as over the course of time he watched as T.K., the Digidestined he was aftering, was given the Crest of Hope. Seeing Patamon had successfully attained his Ultimate form of Magna Angemon almost caused Devimon to think twice about getting revenge.

"He can become an Ultimate, while I'm stuck forever as Champion, and a spirit!"

Magna Angemon could even give Piedmon, the leader of the Dark Masters, a good fight and was the one responsible for his demise.

Devimon continued watching the Digidestined successfully defeated Apocalymon, and the Digital World was reformatted. Every deleted digimons were going to be reborn as the demise of Apocalymon meant that the Digital World was starting anew. Suddenly Devimon felt a strange force was pulling him somewhere, and Devimon half-guessed that he was also going to be reconfigured.

"Finally!"

However, fate had something else in mind as Devimon was pulled into a middle of an ocean. The serenity of the ocean was instantly disrupted as the sky grew dark and lightnings bolted towards the ocean, causing huge waves flowing in every direction. Two particularly massive waves coming from two opposite directions collided with each other and formed a whirlpool. A great, big whirlpool. And Devimon felt his spirit was pulled over inside the whirlpool.

Two pairs of gleaming crimson eyes flashed from the walls of the whirlpool. An eerie voice echoed to him in all directions, saying nothing but was laughing a long and evil cackle. Instantly, Devimon felt his astral self began to solidify and his corporeal body returned to him. He was back!

"Who are you?!" Devimon demanded.

Devimon then prepared to fly outside of the whirlpool when he realized he was unable to do so. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get himself out from the whirlpool.

"Just great! Now I'm alive again, only to be trapped inside a stupid whirlpool!" Devimon was angered, and shouted out his thoughts in rage.

"A small price to pay for what I've done to you." The voice replied back.

"Who are you?"

"That's none of your concern. You will stay here and guard the gateway to the World of Darkness forever!" The voice then broke off into a series of maniacal laugh which became fainter after every second until it finally disappeared.

Devimon was startled and demanded to know the identity of the voice, but then the voice never replied back.

And so, Devimon had no choice but to wait. For three years, he waited.

His big break however, came during the encounter with the Digimon Emperor. Seeing no other way of escaping, he let the Digimon Emperor absorb his data after giving him a cryptic warning, "Beware the darkness."

Devimon instantly move his spirit self away again as his corporeal body's data was harvested by the Digimon Emperor to be integrated into his genetically-engineered digimon, Kimeramon. Realizing that Kimeramon was an Ultimate, Devimon saw his chance of finally getting revenge and entered Kimeramon's body. Inside, Devimon gained control over the digimon, causing Kimeramon to disobey the Digimon Emperor. Devimon had meant to use Kimeramon to attack T.K. and Patamon, but the strong Ultimate digimon proved uncontrollable and had wanted to destroy all Digidestined.

Seeing that he had nothing to lose, Devimon relented and dropped his control over the digimon. Kimeramon however was defeated by Magnamon and once again Devimon lost his corporeal body for good. Once again, his spirit was pulled back inside the whirlpool.

"I thought I told you to stay and guard the gate?"

After three years, Devimon had least expected to hear the strange voice again.

"Well I never even once saw what the purpose of me being here!" Devimon had retorted angrily.

The voice chuckled. "You'll know soon enough."

"Soon? How soon?"

The voice was silent and Devimon thought it had left him alone again. He was relieved when the voice came back to him. "How soon is now?"

"What do you mean, now?"

Devimon's question was answered when he became solid once again. "What's the use of this body when I can't get out?"

"I have use for you... besides, if you go out now you'll easily be obliterated by those children."

"Thanks for the thought," Devimon had sneered upon the voice's reply.

"Very well then. Come!"

The ocean's floor suddenly warped revealing some kind of a gateway. Devimon had the feeling that the voice had wanted him to enter the gateway. Doubting himself, Devimon flew towards the gateway and was instantly led into a dark world. Everything was dark and gloomy. Devimon had the sinking feeling that he was now in the infamous World of Darkness. In a way, the world resembled the Digital World save for the fact that everything was dull in color, and most of things were in black and white.

Devimon investigated his surroundings instantly, and was met with a vast ocean. "This must be the Dark Ocean." he thought. "Certainly lives up to its name."

"Welcome, Devimon." Suddenly, Devimon was taken by surprise by the voice that had instructed him to come to the World of Darkness earlier. Devimon spun, and was met face to face with a digimon wearing long red and white garments with large black wings protruded from his back. The inner side of the wings were purple instead of black. The digimon's face was covered with semi-black colored cloth that was presumably wrapped around his face, hiding his face and only revealing a pair of glowing fiendish pair of white eyes. Those eyes were a stark contrast with the total blackness which was the digimon's face. The digimon had white segmented horns coming out from both of the sides of his head. Those horns were pointing upwards. Devimon's eyes however was mostly attracted by the amulet which the digimon was wearing. It was beady, and had a plain medallion at the center. The medallion was emitting crimson lights.

"And you are..?" Devimon asked back rudely in return. "You're the one who called me here." Devimon recognized the voice, although he had only the faintest idea of who the digimon standing in front of him might be.

The digimon let out something which was something sounds like an approval and a scowl. "I am Daemon, perhaps the most powerful digimon ever existed."

"So you're the one who made me wait for three years in that damned whirlpool!" Devimon yelled, angered all the sudden. "THREE YEARS!!"

"Indeed I am."

"Explain!"

Daemon scoffed. "You're in no position to order me around. You are a mere Champion, while I am a Mega."

"You still owe..."

"But I will explain it anyway... you have the right to know. But first I have to ask you a question."

Devimon merely nodded.

"After all these years of waiting, and another three years in that whirlpool, do you feel that your powers are actually increasing?"

This question surprised the fallen angel digimon, and for a while he pondered on the answer. "I don't know."

"You've never got reconfigured, so you never lose your powers. However, since you never got in any battle, your level of power is still the same now as it was years ago," Daemon explained. "Your experience is perhaps the most valuable of all. When you enter Kimeramon's body, I believe that somehow your digital DNA structure has mutated, and some data of Kimeramon is now within you."

"I am NOT a freak like Kimeramon!" Devimon growled indignantly.

"I didn't say that!" Daemon snapped. He raised his hands slightly, bringing them closer to the medallion hanging on his neck and chanted something in a language Devimon didn't understand. The medallion glowed brighter with red lights, and a red beam shot out from it and landed in front of Devimon. Three digi-eggs formed as the beam began to subsided.

"What are those?" Devimon inquired, looking at the digi-eggs. One of them was pink, with black stripes. Another was brown with red stripes, while the third digi-egg had blue with gray stripes.

"These are the digi-eggs of my future warriors. The Daemon Corps."

"I.. never heard... of a... ridiculous... name... like that!" Devimon said slowly.

"You have a better idea? Anyway, I'm planning to increase the growth rate of these digi-eggs so that I'll have three powerful warriors on my side. I will be needing your digital DNA for this matter."

Devimon sneered. "I thought you are the most powerful Mega digimon around? Why not use your own digital DNA? With luck, you'll probably end up with Ultimate or even Mega digimons at your disposal."

"I would do that if it is possible, but I don't wish for other digimon to possess my powers even though the purpose is for my own benefit. Call it vanity if you want to, but I am not keen of ending up with three other Daemons as warriors."

"So you'd rather have three Devimons instead?"

"Not really. You are still a mere Champion. As far as I know, you have various digivolutionary stages awaiting you. Even the famed Myotismon was once, a Devimon."

"Don't even compare me with that lipstick-wearing blood-sucking wimp. He got beaten by a girl digimon, which is kind of a disgrace! At least I'm beaten by a male digimon."

"Angewomon is a powerful adversary. You might even face her someday."

"Then I'll prove that I'm better than Myotismon, or even that another lipstick lover bozo Piedmon!"

"My, you seems to have a thing against lipstick."

"Don't you? Or are you wearing lipstick also behind that cloth that's covering your face?"

"Rest assured that I don't. So, are you going to let me have your digital DNA, or do I have to take it by force?"

"How nice of you to ask first," Devimon retorted. "Go ahead then."

Daemon seemed to be considering something. "With your digital DNA and my powers, I'm safely betting that we'll have three Ultimate digimons ready at disposal anytime soon."

"Ultimates?" Devimon gulped. "No way! I'm not an Ultimate myself."

"That's because I possess an immense ammount of power." Daemon then raised his hands forward, his palms opened, and muttered something which sounds like a child's ramblings. The medallion he was wearing let out a beam of crimson light towards Devimon's chest, and entered it swiftly. Devimon shook a little from the force, but managed to retain his standing position. Daemon then made a pulling gesture with his right hand, and three black and red double-helixal digital DNAs of Devimon shot out from his body. Devimon was fascinated and watched as the digital DNAs entered the digi-eggs.

Daemon looked directly at Devimon as the digi-eggs began to let out a blast of fiery red lights. "About that lipstick thing, Devimon, please try not to be too surprised..."

"What do you mean?"

"Look." Daemon's eyes lingered at the first digi-egg, whose red lights began to form a silhoutte of a tall and slim woman. The digimon emerged from it was none other than the infamous Lady Devimon.

Devimon's jaw dropped a little. He couldn't believe it. While Myotismon and Piedmon only wore lipsticks, he had the possibility of digivolving into a female digimon himself. Daemon smirked a little, although it was hidden by the cloth wrapped around his head. Lady Devimon took a few seconds to study her surroundings before noticing Daemon and Devimon. She bowed and dropped on one knee in front of Daemon.

The other two digi-eggs then let out two silhouttes, one about the same size of Lady Devimon's although noticably more masculine and way thinner, while the other one was massive. Those two figures became Skull Satamon and Marine Devimon respectively. The two newly - digivolved Ultimates noticed Lady Devimon was on one knee, and proceeded by doing the same.

"My Daemon Corps warriors," Daemon said approvingly. "This is Devimon," he introduced, causing the Ultimates to focus their attention towards Devimon. "I believe in this case, he's your father since you're all having his digital DNA within you."

"But he's only a Champion digimon!" Lady Devimon exclaimed in surprise. Devimon felt insulted. Newly-digivolved, and already she knew how to complain? Seemed to him that Daemon also included everything those digimons ever need to know while transfering his powers to the digi-egg. Or was it his fault? After all they were taking his digital DNA, perhaps they also somehow received a part of his knowledge as well. Was that possible?

"True but I have the same chance of crushing all of you right now if I want to," Devimon retorted back finally. Lady Devimon glared at him in return, quite unsure whether to shot back or just remain silent.

"Don't fight," Daemon broke in. "All three of you, be silent. Devimon, we need to discuss something."

"And I have something I wanted to ask you!"

"Go ahead. Ask."

"When am I going to be an Ultimate? It seems not fair that they get to become Ultimates almost instantly after they hatched."

"Your time will come some day, that I know for sure. With your current state of powers, it's possible that you will attain your true Ultimate form anytime soon. In a few months time, after I train these three warriors of mine, I will set foot on the Digidestined's home planet. There is something in particular that I want from one of them." Daemon raised his right hand slightly, and a small orb materialized on his palm. The orb showed the event's currently happening on the Digital World. It was showing the Digimon Emperor throwing away all his emperor costumes and became his true self Ken Ichijouji up until the event where Wormmon exploded into million tiny bits of data particles.

"Pity." Devimon commented.

"A year ago, the now-former Digimon Emperor had a Dark Spore planted on his neck by Milleniummon when he stepped in the way to save his friend from the spore. The spore seemed to enhance his physical and mental prowess ever since, and I believe if I have the Dark Spore it'll be advantageous for my future plans."

"Milleniummon? I must have missed that part," Devimon said thoughtfully, having absolutely no idea of what Milleniummon actually was. He was trapped inside the whirlpool after the defeat of Apocalymon.

"Never mind him," Daemon said. "Anyway, as a token of gratitude which I rarely give out, I'm giving you a part of my power. You'll be able to open interdimensional gateways and have the same ability to create warriors of your own, but you'll have to practice those skills first. Aside from that, you will need to train hard to achieve your natural Ultimate stage. However, take your time and don't try to force yourself to digivolve." Daemon's medallion shot a ray of black energy beam towards Devimon, and Devimon suddenly felt his powers increasing.

"Why are you doing this?" Devimon asked.

"I see great potential in you, Devimon. If you somehow managed to attain your Mega form, perhaps I will consider having you as a second-in-command."

"I work solo, thanks," Devimon replied back. "But I'll... think about it."

"Good."

A couple of months later, Daemon and his three servants set out to Earth to look for the Dark Spore inside Ken while Devimon stayed back at the World of Darkness, continuing his training. By then, he already attained his true Ultimate stage, but as the form slightly drained him of his energy Devimon spent some time to master his digivolution, as well as perfecting the skills Daemon had passed on to him. As he watched Daemon pit his trength with three digimons which Devimon didn't recognize, an interdimensional gateway / digi-port materialized on the sky, and Daemon was hurled into the World of Darkness as the gateway was sealed.

Daemon was slightly limping as he walked along the beach of the enygmatic Dark Ocean. He saw Devimon staring at him.

"Er.. greetings," Devimon began.

"Don't even ask." Daemon warned.

"Not going too."

"That blasted Digidestined! One day, they'll pay for this."

Devimon assessed Daemon's condition. Daemon looked normal on the outside, but Devimon knew that he was actually deeply wounded. The battle with those three strange new digimons must had drained him of his powers.

"It's a pity I haven't mastered my highest Mega form," Daemon remarked. "Then I would be able to crush them as easily as swapping away some Flymons."

"I thought you are already a Mega?" Devimon asked.

Daemon looked at Devimon. "Normally, a Mega digimon could not digivolve any further. However, some digimons have a weaker Mega form before reaching its true form. I am a living proof of that. This form is actually my weaker form."

"I'd hate to see your true form then," Devimon replied.

"For now, I'll let the Digidestined be. I sensed something strange in that Oikawa guy, but couldn't recognize it. My guess that he'll be the worst enemy the Digidestined have to face, now that they'd successfully banished me back here."

"You can easily make a gateway back to Earth."

"And get my butt blasted here again? No thanks. For now, let them fight those two pathethic human-serving digimons (A/N: Arukenimon and Mummymon). If you want, you may go there now to fight those kids, although I think you still need more training."

"Look who's talking," Devimon said dryly.

"Someday I'll have my revenge. Now, I'm off to some other place to train. Don't even think of trying to bother me." With that, Daemon opened a digi-port to a place Devimon never knew, and disappeared. That was the last time Devimon saw Daemon.

"I'm not going to," Devimon muttered, and looked at the orb he'd made. He saw how the Digidestined was lured into the World of Dreams by a villain later revealed to be Malo Myotismon. "Hmph, that sissy again!" Devimon remarked. "I'm gonna enjoy seeing those Digidestined kick his sorry butt." He watched as the World of Dreams made it possible for the digimons to digivolve to their various digivolutionary forms and the time when Imperialdramon Fighter Mode deliver the final blow to Malo Myotismon's spirit to avoid him from returning ever again for good.

"This DNA digivolution of theirs may cause of problem for me..." Devimon contemplated with himself. "Those two Ultimates aren't a problem.. it's Imperialdramon, especially in his Fighter Mode. Looks like I may need more time to prepare myself before the final face off!"

Devimon knew what challenges he was about to face and began to train hard. For six consecutive months, he trained to increase his power so that he'd be as strong as a Mega while in his Champion or Ultimate stage. He had one goal in his mind. To defeat the ones who had caused his downfall.

"I'll prove it that the prophecy was wrong! The youngest ones shall NOT be my downfall."

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