"So," AJ says. "Everything worked out alright?"
"Thankfully," Luke says. "The Smackdown team are all home resting right now, so I've called upon you all for this mission. I'm not sure what it is, but there are blocks of distress signals right... here." He points it out on the map. "A large digimon, or perhaps just a very speedy digimon. Either way, these places need help as soon as possible. The portal is all set up for you all, whenever you're ready."
Miz, Morrison, AJ, Damien and Rhea stand around outside of Luke's lair, examining each other quietly. "Alright, well, I suppose we should get this show on the road," Mike says, clapping his hands.
"Just 'cause Asuka isn't here still doesn't make you the leader," AJ mumbles at him as they walk past.
"What? Of course I am!" he argues, rushing to keep up with them and still ending up in the back of the group, only Morrison taking pity and dropping back to stay with Mike. He is only recently recovered, after all.
They only just make it through the portal when they smell it- smoke from nearby burning villages. Once more sharing glances, they begin to walk in the direction of the flames they can see. "Digivolve," they murmur to their partners, relieved once they have the larger, stronger versions of their friends by their sides.
Strikedramon, FlaWizarmon, Stingmon, Arkadimon Adult, and Garurumon are as quiet and discreet as they can be, and it's still not enough- they're barely within the limits of the nearest village when there's a flash of brown and Stingmon falls, a massive dinosaur type digimon upon him, snapping and snarling at his throat and chest. Stingmon flails, trying to get in a position to attack, but there's no easy way to maneuver to manage it.
Garurumon leaps forward and blasts a blast of blue flame at the digimon, striking him head on and sending him flying back with a roar of anger and pain. "Are you ok?!" he demands of Stingmon, who staggers upright once more.
"I think so. Thank you," he says, giving himself a good shake and aiming his fist at where the digimon had collapsed, slowly pulling himself up from the dust to roar at them again. He's met with a cascade of attacks, none of the digimon willing to give him another opportunity at taking another of them down like that.
He staggers, roars, leaps forward and lands hard on top of Strikedramon, ignoring all attacks behind him as he bites and snarls at the digimon who's only just succeeding at holding him back. "Please," Strikedramon gasps.
"Strikedramon!" Mike yells out, squeezing his digivice tightly. "Digivolve!"
"I- I can't-" Strikedramon cries out, every attempt to move stopped short by Raptordramon lunging forward, snapping at him. "MIKE!"
John moves then, rushes forward. "FlaWizarmon!" he yells out, lunging out and kicking Raptordramon in the leg, distracting the digimon with the sheer ridiculousness of this move.
"JOHN!" his partner gasps in disbelief before lunging forward and waving his staff, sending flames all over Raptordramon. Sufficiently distracted from Strikedramon, Raptordramon rears back and turns his focus onto FlaWizarmon, sending him down with ease, snarling and snapping at him.
Barely disturbed by this, Raptordramon leaps on top of him, jaws working harshly. "No!" Morrison cries out, rushing forward once more, already mid-kick when Raptordramon lunges out with his tail, the other digidestined crying out for John, when-
a crest of Hope forms in front of John. He snags it out of thin air, and there's a blinding flash of light. FlaWizarmon is absorbed inside of it, and then- the atmosphere tenses, seems to electrify as digivolution begins. "FlaWizarmon digivolve to... " He is stripped apart, reborn slowly as a tall humanoid creature with gold and red armor, and a large, pointed hat. In one hand, he holds a massive sword, and what is visible of his face is vengeful and solemn as he announces, Mistymon!"
"Oh my god," John mumbles in amazement as Raptordramon is blown away, his attempt at attacking John all but forgotten as the aftershocks of Mistymon's evolution is enough to send him flying backwards anyway.
Raptordramon tries to stand, attempts an attack, but he has no hope. Mistymon flattens him with a wave of fire so intense that the digidestined standing the furthest away still can feel the intense heat, gaping as the digimon shatters within moments, his data floating within the smoke before disappearing entirely.
All John can do is gape up at his partner as the others try to regroup, sort out what just happened, check on the nearby villages to see if they can help anyone. "YOu... you're amazing, Mistymon," he says quietly.
"And you are ridiculous," his partner says, already dedigivolving and sighing as John eagerly grabs him as he falls slowly to the ground, tucking Gigimon close to his chest. "Kicking him like that would actually help..."
"Well it did, didn't it? Gave you the time you needed..." they continue to bicker good naturedly as he walks them forward to catch up with their friends, his eyes gleaming with happiness.
