Digimon Adventure: Destiny's Heroes

by Lichlord08

A group of Digital Heroes have been pulled to a world unlike any they've seen before, one being overrun and oppressed by a powerful evil. Seeking to find what brought them there, the heroes unite to learn why they were summoned and stop the Dark Forces in their tracks, while dealing with new, developing feelings amongst them. (special thanks to Liquidphazon) (M for later chapters).

53. Chapter 53

As the battle continued to rage throughout the Wind Tribe's capital, the wind-enhanced heroes and heroines continued to glare down the monstrous form that was AbyssalCrovusmon, the fusion of the Corvus Brothers continuing to stare upon the group with menacing eyes.

"Keep up your guard, we have no idea what this guy is capable of." MagnaVeedramon told his friends with a seriousness in his tone, his words receiving nods from the other heroes and heroines, who were ready to do whatever it took to bring the Dark General down and end the invasion.

It was in that moment that AbyssalCorvusmon's eyes began to glow, before darkness consumed the entire area, blinding the heroes and heroines, while leaving the only thing they could hear being the Dark General's echoing laughter.

A moment later, Samudramon gave a sudden and great cry of pain as he felt something slash at his back.

Quickly turning around to try and strike at whatever attacked him, Samudramon found nothing in his view, before similar cries escaped from MedievalGallantmon, this pain shared amongst the heroes allowed the others within the group to know that their foe was striking at them swiftly from the shadows.

One by one, the heroes and heroines felt bladed weaponry strike at them from the shadows, with AbyssalCorvusmon's laughter still ringing in the air with each victim cut down.

"Guys, focus on the wind!" MysticSakuyamon called out to the others, her friends understanding what she meant as they closed their eyes and allowed their other senses to kick in.

It was then that MagnaVeedramon sensed something heading right for him, the winds shifting to let him know that a blade was coming his way.

"Magna Saber!" The holy knight Digimon bellowed as he swung his blades around, striking at blade in the darkness and pushing it back, where the heroes and heroines heard a frustrated growl from AbyssalCorvusmon, which allowed the others to know that MagnaVeedramon had pushed him back.

"Cross Slicer!"

"Noble Strike!"

"Striking Light!"

"Phoenix Knuckle!"

"Fox Ring!"

"Blazing Sabers!"

"Wind Blades!"

"Blazing Blade!"

"Thorn Saber!"

"Victory Slasher!"

"Mythic Strike!"

"Skydive Force!"

"Sage Cutter!"

"Savage Slash!"

"Sonic Strings!"

Using their senses and their abilities, the heroes and heroines either repelled or blocked the attacks from their shadowy foe.

Their defenses high and keeping up their teamwork, MagnaVeedramon could tell the frustration was growing within their foe as he tried to mercilessly strike at the heroes and heroines.

"Heaven's Light!" Lightbearer Ophanimon then declared, the Digimon of Light retaliating against the shadows and sending out a flash of light, her strength not only healing her allies, but it too sent out a wind that dispelled the darkness, just as AbyssalCorvusmon was about to strike at MagnaVeedramon once more from the front.

"Holy Strike!" The holy knight Digimon called as he unleashed a blast of wind energy at the Dark General, who quickly used his weapons to block the attack as best he could.

Pushed back a few feet in the air by MagnaVeedramon's overwhelming power, AbyssalCorvusmon growled furiously.

"Raven's Shadow!" The Dark General bellowed with a further fury in his voice.

Darkness swirling around him and transforming into a massive, shadowy raven, the manifested darkness then shot toward the heroes and heroines, who responded in kind.

"Holy Strike!"

"Rinkageki!"

"Rage of Wyvern!"

"Holy Judgement!"

"Sacred Flame!"

"Full Spirit Wave!"

"Crimson Force!"

"Hurricane Spiral!"

"Flaming Destruction!"

"Violet Blast!"

"Omni Force!"

"Thunder Force!"

"Passion Shot!"

"Gaia Link!"

"Golden Arrow!"

"Rhythmic Stream!"

Combining their attacks, along with wind based energy blasts from Jeri, the onslaught of abilities collided with the dark energy raven, pushing it back and causing it to explode in the air.

But using the destruction of his failed attack as means for a stealth attack, the enraged form of AbyssalCorvusmon shot through the smoke and rushed toward the group.

"Corvus Blades!" The Dark General called out as his axe and scythe were ignited in dark purple flames and set ablaze.

As the Dark General rushed towards the heroes and heroines, MagnaVeedramon and the others swept aside and barely moved out from AbyssalCorvusmon's dark power, the group retaliated as they fought back against their dark foe.

"Magna Saber!"

"Cross Slicer!"

"Noble Strike!"

"Striking Light!"

"Blazing Spear Strike!"

"Spiritual Spear Strike!"

"Blazing Sabers!"

"Wind Blades!"

"Blazing Blade!"

"Thorn Saber!"

"Victory Slasher!"

"Mythic Strike!"

"Skydive Force!"

"Sage Cutter!"

"Savage Slash!"

"Sonic Strings!"

Keeping up their teamwork and moving together, the heroes and heroines blocked and parried AbyssalCorvusmon's attacks.

Pushing the Dark General back as they continued to try and strike at him, but found the fusion of the Corvus Brothers to be just as fast, if not faster than most of them.

'Their strength is more than we imagined.' AbyssalCorvusmon thought to himself, the Corvus Brothers united in their mindset as the Dark General then continued to express his thoughts. 'We can see how the other Generals failed against them.'

Looking to MagnaVeedramon, AbyssalCorvusmon then thought as he looked upon his Mistress' chosen. 'And this one is the one holding them together… I see why he is important to our Lady's plan, We shall not fail her.'

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Back within the lead Dark Ark, the Dark Lady rose to her feet, having waited long enough, getting Wraithmon as her champion turned to look upon her.

Looking to the side, the leader of the Dark Tribe looked to the Lichmon she had brought with her, along with a small group of Necromon, who were performing a familiar ritual upon the scroll the Dark Lady had brought with them for this battle.

"Is it finally prepared?" The Dark Lady questioned, her voice causing the Lichmon to turn to his Mistress and bow in response.

"Yes, my Lady, it only requires your power to awaken." The Dark Mystic Digimon told his Mistress, which caused the Dark Lady to look back upon the battle playing out before her with a hidden dark smile.

"Good, now to claim my prizes." The Dark Lady then said, ready to take the Arcane Tempest's power, and to claim Davis in the process.

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Back to the battle, AbyssalCorvusmon found he had to push himself further, the darkness consuming his body just to match the speed and power of those who sided against him and the Dark Lady.

"Corvus Blade!" He then yelled as he rushed at the heroes once again, this time focusing on Lightbearer Ophanimon and prepared to eliminate the celestial Digimon once and for all.

"Magna Saber!"

"Cross Slicer!"

Moving together, MagnaVeedramon and Samudramon appeared before the Dark General, the pair swinging their weapons and striking at AbyssalCorvusmon's blades, which broke apart from the impact of the heroes' weapons and their might.

His blades no longer of any use, AbyssalCorvusmon let go of the remains and backed off from his current position.

Rage filling him, the Dark General flew upward, darkness gathering around him as he all but bellowed in pure malevolence. "We will not be defeated like this! If we must be defeated, we shall take you all with us! Raven's Shadow!"

Growing around the Dark General, the darkness once again formed a massive dark energy raven, only this one dwarfed the last one he unleashed, growing so large that it could consume the entire Wind Tribe's city if it struck, before the dark energy surged towards the heroes and heroines for one final attack.

"Holy Strike!"

"Rinkageki!"

"Rage of Wyvern!"

"Holy Judgement!"

"Sacred Flame!"

"Full Spirit Wave!"

"Crimson Force!"

"Hurricane Spiral!"

"Flaming Destruction!"

"Violet Blast!"

"Omni Force!"

"Thunder Force!"

"Passion Shot!"

"Gaia Link!"

"Golden Arrow!"

"Rhythmic Stream!"

Refusing to allow any harm to befall the Wind Tribe's capital or its citizens, the heroes and heroines unleashed their attacks alongside more air blasts from Jeri, the abilities of the heroes and heroines combined to form a giant eagle made of light gray energy.

Guided by the will of MagnaVeedramon and his friends, the wind attack collided violently against AbyssalCorvusmon's attack, the two energies pushing back and forth against one another as they tried to overpower the other.

"Die and let the Wind Tribe and this world be consumed in shadows!" AbyssalCorvusmon bellowed as he pushed more energy into his attack, the dark energy raven slowly pushing the energy eagle back as darkness further filled its being.

"We won't give up… We'll protect the Wind Tribe… and Witchelny with everything we got…!" MagnaVeedramon responded through his groans, his determination and strength filling everyone else in the group with hope.

"We won't die here!" The heroes and heroines then declared simultaneously.

Pushing past their limits and pushing more energy into their attack, the light gray energy eagle then pushed back at the dark energy raven, not only dispelling the darkness, but the power surging through it, the combined power of the heroes and heroines all shot themselves towards AbyssalCorvusmon.

Shock and awe filled the Dark General to the sight before him and to his inevitable demise.

Crying out in pain and disbelief as the oncoming attack engulfed him, the might of the heroes and heroines destroyed AbyssalCorvusmon's fused being, where his arms and legs began to break apart into Data particles as the light broke through his dark core.

"Know this, heroes! You have not won this battle! You have won nothing! In the end, only the Darkness shall prevail… Only the Dark Lady shall prevail!" The fusion of the Corvus Brothers screamed with an insane laugh as his body completely dissolved into Data particles, ending their threat to Witchelny once and for all.

With AbyssalCorvusmon defeated, the heroes and heroines smiled to themselves, believing that the fight was finally over, but found the sudden sounds of explosions and yelling caught their attention.

Turning to the growing frenzy, the group looked down to see the three remaining Dark Arks floating closer to the city, each unleashing further troops of the Dark Tribe Digimon, ground based and flying, upon the battlefield.

And though doing what they could,the strength and numbers of the Dark Tribe were pushing the Wind Tribe warriors back.

"We need to help them!" Lightbearer Ophanimon called in concern, the Digimon of Light desiring to help their allies drive off the invading Dark Digimon.

However, a familiar energy caught the attention of all the heroes and heroines, who looked to Ventusmon's castle, their eyes widening in recognition.

"The Dark Lady, she's heading to the castle!" ShogunOujamon said in shock and concern, the dreaded feeling shared by all the heroes and heroines, while MagnaVeedramon narrowed his eyes in anger.

"We need to stop her, here and now!" The holy knight Digimon told the others.

Getting nods from the rest of his friends, the group rushed down to face the leader of the Dark Tribe once again, all praying that Novicmon was alright and in position for them to initiate their plan to confront the Dark Lady once again.

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Bypassing the unnecessary conflicts outside and stepping from out of a dark portal, which then closed behind her, the Dark Lady began walking towards the ruined entrance to the Wind Tribe's castle, and to the waiting primordial fragment within.

All around her, her flying servants attacked the winged warriors of the Wind Tribe, while her foot soldiers battled their foes on the ground, who focused on protecting the civilians that were still in harm's way.

Looking ahead, the leader of the Dark Tribe saw a large group of AirMilitusmon rushing towards her, the air elemental Digimon moving to take her down or at least restrain her, only for the Dark Lady to swing her right arm, sending out a shockwave of dark energy that destroyed her attackers instantly, before the dark being continued her walk, entering the ruined courtyard of the castle.

"Don't come any closer!" A shaken voice then bellowed toward the Dark Lady, who turned and looked down with amusement to see the small mystic Digimon that had been guiding the heroes and heroines now standing before her, his arms spread out and doing his best to keep a brave face, even though the terror was very easy to see within his eyes.

"Seriously?" The leader of the Dark Tribe questioned with a further superiority, taking another step as she felt the fear and uneasiness resonate further within the small Digimon's core.

Within his mind, Novicmon was freaking out, and for good reason.

Here he was, trying to stand up against the evil that had threatened Witchelny for over a thousand years, who had commanded the siege upon his home and who had bested his friends the past few times they had encountered her.

And here he was, a mere Rookie Level mystic with more knowledge then power, trying to stall the Dark Lady long enough for his friends to arrive and for him to lend all of them the power of the primordial fragments he carried, just so that could potentially end her reign of terror once and for all.

"Stay back or I'll…!" Novicmon started to say with a shaky voice, the small mystic Digimon hoping to at least intimidate his foe, but found the Dark Lady merely gaze upon him with her usual cold, glowing dark purple eyes.

"Or what?" The Dark Lady then questioned, her cold and menacing tone causing Novicmon to tense up slightly, before the leader of the Dark Tribe then asked the one defying her destiny. "What exactly do you think your role in all of this even is?"

"Do you think you're some kind of hero? That by helping them, you'll live out some adventure from some old tale and become a hero yourself? No, you are nothing more than a map, a small fountain of knowledge that they could find anywhere else. You are nothing more than a nuisance, who is better off running back to his little village and hiding under all his books." The leader of the Dark Tribe told Novicmon with a cold and cruel tone, smirking behind her mask as she watched the small Digimon cringe at her words.

What that all everyone thought of him as?

That was a question Novicmon often thought in the back of his mind, ever since he left his Tribe's lands and began to truly help his friends on their journey.

Aside from information and direction, what else had he provided for his friends? He could not protect Jeri from Charonmon, and against any of their foes, he was forced to sit back and watch as his friends put themselves in harm's way.

But thinking back on his adventure so far, Novicmon remembered all the good times he had so far with his friends, of how they would always look to him for answers, even Davis when he needed a direction to help the others.

No, he was not a nuisance to his friends, he was, in his own way, a major part of their team, and if he could help it, Novicmon knew he'd be there with them in the thick of it.

And now, he would be there for his friends when they needed him the most.

Seeing the change in Novicmon's demeanor, from scared, shocked and down, to uplifted and determined once again, the Dark Lady felt an amused smirk grace her face behind her mask, seeing that Davis' own determination and courage had rubbed off on the little Digimon.

Sensing familiar presences approaching from behind, the Dark Lady turned and looked over her shoulder, seeing the wind-infused forms of the heroes and heroines, along with Ventusmon, TempestDukemon, KazeTactimon, StormMagnusmon and a small force of AscendingMagnusmon, SkyLancemon and AirMilitusmon flying down towards them, the heroes and heroines in particularly glaring at the leader of the Dark Tribe.

"Novicmon, now!" MagnaVeedramon suddenly called, the holy knight Digimon and his friends ready to receive the power of the seven other primordial fragments and take on the Dark Lady once again, hoping this time for better results than their last encounter.

Nodding in response, Novicmon began to reach into his hat, ready to release the fragments' powers and to help their friend end the nightmare the Dark Lady had cast upon Witchelny once and for all.

But before the small mystic Digimon could react, faster than anyone could see, the Dark Lady seemed to phase right in front of Novicmon, the dark being striking the small Digimon with the back of her hand and sending him flying to the side.

Skidding across the ground a few times, Novicmon then crashed into a broken piece of the courtyard wall, before slumping to the ground unconscious in the process, shock filling the group to Novicmon's state.

"Novicmon!" The heroes and heroines cried out in pure concern, a great and growing anger filling them to see their friend harmed so violently.

Putting more effort into their flying and rushing down, to avenge Novicmon, the group prepared to strike the Dark Lady in a unified assault to make her pay for hurting their friend and for all the harm she had befallen upon Witchelny.

Before they could reach their foe, however, the Dark Lady turned her outstretched hand toward them, her action causing a dark portal to appear and for the heroes and heroines to pause mid-air when an opened scroll suddenly emerged from the vortex, their eyes widening in shock as the item looked like the scrolls they had seen before, the ones used to summon the Ancient Horrors.

And this one had a dark and foreboding bat symbol upon it.

Seeing that the heroes would be occupied for the time being, the Dark Lady continued into the castle, and headed toward the Arcane Tempest.

Within a few moments, the scroll unleashed a massive dark portal, towering to the size that many of the previous Horrors the heroes and heroines had faced before, where a massive being emerged from the vortex, its appearance shocking not only the heroes and heroines, but Ventusmon and her escorts as well.

Looking upon the latest Horror, MagnaVeedramon and the others took in its horrid appearance, to see the Digimon appeared to be a combination of a human and bat-like creature set within ancient Aztec armourings.

Holding the face of a bat, the Horror stared down toward its enemies, showing off its massive and many incisors as its maw filled with saliva.

The armour ran along the twisted creature's head and down its back, spreading along its massive arms, claws and the twisted webbed membrane which made up its wings.

Examining this dark and twisted creature, MagnaVeedramon and the others knew this Horror would show no mercy in their fight, but instead, it would display a tremendous and destructive force.

"The Horror of Blood and the Skies, Camazotzmon!" StormMagnusmon informed in shock, where the new Horror let out an ear-piercing shriek, looking down at its new foes as it prepared for battle.

Though intimidated, the heroes and heroines kept their guard up, where MagnaVeedramon started to say. "We need to take him down quickly and…"

"Dark Lance!" A familiar voice then bellowed, causing the holy knight Digimon to turn and use his blades to protect himself as a dark entity slammed into him, sending him flying to the ground near the castle entrance, much to the horror of the heroes and heroines.

"MagnaVeedramon!" Lightbearer Ophanimon cried in concern, the Digimon of Light wishing to rush over and help her beloved, but found Camazotzmon moving, preparing to strike the group himself.

Shaking off the impact, MagnaVeedramon looked up and narrowed his eyes to see Wraithmon floating before him, the champion of the Dark Tribe laughing with glee.

"My idiot of a brother isn't here to protect you this time, and with you gone, your little friends will fall as well!" Wraithmon declared.

Swinging his spear around as he prepared to fight, MagnaVeedramon drew his weaponry and said definitely. "I won't go down easily, and neither will my friends!"

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Continuing her walk through the castle, the Dark Lady soon stood before the Arcane Tempest, where she summoned another containment device and pointed it towards the primordial fragment, watching with a dark glee as the energy began to drain from the fragment and into her clutches.

No one would stand in her way, no one would stop her, not even Gods, no one would deny her what she had fought to achieve for so long.

It was only a matter of time.

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Author's note: The Corvus Brothers are gone, but the Dark Lady has not only unleashed another Horror, but has sent Wraithmon onto the battlefield once more. Will the heroes and heroines be able to defeat their foes and stop the Dark Lady? Stay tuned as the adventure continues.