Yay! It's another wonderful update. Hopefully on time, this time. Really sorry about that, guys. Oh, and also, in February, I may end up having to update on Wednesdays or Fridays, due to conflicting schedules. It shouldn't be too bad, though. Enjoy!

Chapter Four

"Gervartitymon," Ravmon said solemnly, "is the reason you are here."

"Okaaay…" Leslie replied skeptically. "So, what does that mean?" Ravmon sighed.

"Gervartitymon is a mega level Digimon, and much stronger than most Digimon because of it. Usually, a Digimon can only reach that high of a level with a Digivice, although it is not the only way. However he did it, Gervartitymon has advanced himself as far as he can go. Since then, he had been amassing an army of virus Digimon. The Garmon are only a small percentage of his followers." Ravmon sighed.

"As of yet, Gervartitymon has not completely overtaken the Digital World. There are still a few places left that are not under his rule. We need to meet up with the other DigiDestined and make our way to the north. Here, we are in Gervartitymon's territory."

"That still doesn't explain why Gervartitymon is the reason I'm here," Leslie replied. "I mean, didn't the guys back at the Digimon: Online Center bring me here?"

"Well, technically, yes," Ravmon replied. "But, you see… Gervartitymon was originally created as the villain you, as the DigiDestined, would fight in order to beat the 'game' we are in. Unfortunately, the Digital World has developed into more than just a game, and Gervartitymon has become more than just a character. I don't know how, but he's found a way to corrupt the designers of the game into changing quite a few things. Like the fact that you aren't just imagining you are in the game. What happens here will affect your real body. And," Ravmon paused. "He's got the humans looking for a way to devirtualize the Digimon in much the same way that they brought you here. He's practically conquered the Digital World, and now he's after the human world."

"Now wait just a second!" Leslie said, shocked. "You mean this guy is going to try and take over our world now? He's gotta be stopped!

"And that is exactly what you and the other DigiDestined are going to do," Ravmon replied. Leslie blinked.

"Me?"

"Well, I'll be doing most of the fighting, actually, but yes, you."

"How am I supposed to do that?" She asked, incredulous. "I mean, I can't fight! I couldn't even protect myself from the Garmon!"

"Don't you understand?" Ravmon snapped. "Only your Digivice can make me strong enough to fight Gervartitymon. We, the Digimon, need the DigiDestined." Leslie looked as though she was about to ask another question when she was cut off. "We don't have time now for your questions. You know what you need to know, and now we have to find the others. I believe your Digivice works quite well as a tracker for finding other Digivices."

"Oh." Leslie got out her Digivice and pushed a couple buttons until a map with colored dots came up.

"Wow," Brian and Jenn both said simultaneously after Gomamon related basically the same story as Ravmon. Still, they understood what was going on a little bit better than Leslie, seeing as they at least knew what Digimon were.

"So… We've gotta fight this Gervartitymon guy," Brian said, shaking his head. "And he's a mega. We're doomed."

"We've still got hope!" Jenn said optimistically. "With five on one, there's no way we can loose!"

"Right!" Gomamon said in agreement.

"That's still assuming our Digimon can all get to mega level," Brian replied. "It's hard to get that far, remember? We don't even have crests!"

"Oh yes you do," came a familiar voice from the sky. Draimon dropped to the ground. "Your Digivices have a built in crest. Lucky for us; we don't have to go looking for them."

"See?" Jenn said. "We have more than a chance. It's probable that we could win."

"Well, Draimon, what's up?" Brian asked his partner. "You said you'd come back when you saw something."

"Well, more of you have arrived, at least one. A girl all dressed in black. She's found her Digimon, but it looks as though it may be a virus type. We'll have to be careful when we approach her." The group nodded and went to meet Leslie.

Meanwhile, in the black tower on the beach, Gervartitymon waited.

Yes, he knew that his fake Gomamon had failed, and would be destroyed for fleeing, but he had bigger plans in motion for the time being.

The Digimon lounged on a black onyx throne, blood red cushions placed on the seat and back. At first glance he appeared to be somewhat human, until you took into account that he was much taller than any human. He wore simple clothing for a Digimon, a deep maroon jacket over his exposed muscular chest.His chest looked in no way like a human male's, withthe scale armor he had there. His pants were dark green slacks. He wore no foot wear of any kind, and instead had bare clawed feet covered with black scales. His arms, neck, and face were also covered by similar black scales, his hands tipped with silver claws. His face resembled less a human and more a monster, with blood red eyes and long sharp teeth. He lacked a nose completely, having reptilian slits instead. His hair was long and swamp green, writhing like snakes around his head. A long black tail twitched impatiently, barbs along its edge scraping against the cold stone floor. Three pairs of gigantic black dragon wings (Don't you just love the multiple pairs of wings look Digimon have?) fanned out behind him. All looked at, he appeared to be much like Devimon, yet profoundly different. He was, in fact, in the same family as Devimon, but on a completely different branch.

Before him was one of the small Garmon.

"And you let it escape," his melodious voice rang out, eching through the dark, cavernous room. The Garmon shivered, sensing the coldness and displeasure in his voice.

"Y-yessir," it replied, its temple touching the floor.

"Look at me." The tiny snake looked up. "I don't except failure among the ranks of my warriors. May this be a lesson to your kind and the other weaklings I rule over. Black Inferno." The Garmon's eyes opened wide in shock just before its life ended in a tiny burst of black flame. Nothing was left of it, not even ash. Gervartitymon just sighed and stood.

"Has the traitor been found yet?" He asked. A guard nearby, a salamander like Digimon only much larger with longer claws and teeth, replied.

"Not as of yet, sir. It will only be a matter of time."

"Right. I'd like someone else to go after those children in the meantime." He thought for a moment. "Get someone to send out Nightmon, understand?" The guard nodded with a salute and trudged off out of the room.

Dun dun dun! Who is Nightmon? What is Gervartitymon up to? Why am I asking you this? All the unknown questions… They are scary. (hides) But, you've finally met Gervartitymon. I think he's darn cool lokin', if I do say so myself. Oh, and I own him. I don't own Jenn or Gomamon, though! R&R, please, guys. See you in a week.