Here is another chapter~! :3 And I have a story cover up too~! :3 It is of Omnimon's emblem here. It is the Crest of Friendship with the points of the Crest of Courage, but this will become a golden color on his cape later on. The only thing that is not is the grey slash mark. :3
Opening Files: 'White Legend'
A white ship that looks like a ghost, the 'white legend' is said to sail the seas and take the souls of any who see it to the afterlife. It appears in a flash of light, gathers up the souls it can, and then vanishes in the same flash of light, with its victims to never return. Or so it is claimed. In reality, the 'White Legend' is a famous warship that has dimensional transit abilities.
Known only as the 'White Legend', this ship's real name is known only to its crew. Many Huntsmen and Huntresses have claimed to see the ship emerge from the water's depths, like an ocean-going specter that comes to the surface only when danger lurks nearby. Of a more subtle, but still important, note, when the white ship appears, there are reports of what look to be metal men coming out of it. This has led to many of the leading scientists to try and examine footage of the 'Metal Men', but all photos and video have only been grainy at best, and outright unviewable at worst. Many have said the 'White Ship' puts out waves that disrupt electronics because it is a ghost, but others claim the ship has jamming technologies that make the 'Metal Men' unviewable.
Whatever the cause, the 'White Legend' and its 'Metal Men' have left an impact on popular culture.
"Conspiracy theories are often the bread and butter of the movie industry." TOM said as he closed the 'White Legend' file. "But how many of those theories are true?" He leaned forwards and pressed a button on the right armrest of his chair. "Take the conspiracy theory of a secret group bent on world domination." He added as the images of several aristocratic looking old men appeared on the screen behind him. "In one world, it's just that, a theory. But in another..."
TOM trailed off as the screen changed to show an expansive room that held those very same old men in orange prison jumpsuits, with soldiers in uniform all around them, the world leaders before them, many looking quite angry, including the brown-haired female politician from before, as well as the amber-eyed queen. "It was not just a conspiracy theory." He finished. "It was real, and those behind the plot were convicted of many crimes, including war crimes and crimes against humanity."
He then looked to the camera. "So, what would you do if a conspiracy theory turned out to be true? Would you take action against the ones who were behind it, or would you go along with them?" TOM asked as he leaned back in his chair. "Because either way, the world is made up of many mysteries, including those created by humans."
Seattle, Washington
Ken and Kiara were leaving the library, having gathered what information they could from the books they had been reading. Although they had gotten through a lot of the books in the library regarding Aura, Semblances, Dust, Faunus, Mobians, Fallen, and Grimm, there was still much more to go through, so they would have to make a few more trips if they wanted to get all the information the place had.
"I can't believe there are humans here that have animal-like traits." Kiara said as Ken nodded.
"Yeah. And to think their situation is similar to what ours once was." He added, his voice and gaze distant as he remembered the wars he and his twin sister had been involved in. Kiara knew what her brother was thinking and nodded in agreement. She had been in those wars as well, and the memories still kept her up at night sometimes.
"If that's the case, then can't we do something?" Kiara asked as her twin brother looked back at her. "I mean, isn't that why our unit was formed?"
"Caga-err...Kiara, the unit was formed to keep the peace between the two groups in our universe, not here." Ken reminded her, catching himself before he said her real name. "You know that."
Kiara looked down, frowning to herself. Yes, she knew that, but that didn't stop them from doing the same thing in other universes they had visited after the wars in their own had ended. "Yeah, but we still did the same thing in those other universes we visited before we came here." She pointed out as she looked back up at her brother.
Ken frowned, but he knew she was right. "Our orders are to remain undercover. We can't take action until we know more about this place. If we just start working towards the aid of the Faunus here, we might make things worse. It could be the culture here for all we know!"
The female twin looked down again, clenching her fists. She knew her brother was right, but that still didn't make it right.
Kiara looked back up and made to speak, only for a scream to erupt across the city skyline. The twins looked back as someone pointed in the direction of the forest on the outskirts. "GOLIATHS!"
"What?!" Kiara exclaimed in shock as this large form that was the size of a 20 story building came rushing into the city. It was black and had two tusks, as well as a bone-like face that had hints of red on it, and red eyes. Ken pulled his sister close to him as the local police and Huntsmen came running to try and slay the beast, but given its size, very little could be done about it, because their more powerful weapons did little against its thick skin and large size.
"Kira-err, Ken...I think..." Kiara began as Ken nodded.
"Yeah...I think we should." He agreed.
Ken reached into his back pocket and pulled out a communicator that looked like a cell-phone. He flipped through the contacts before he pressed the 'call' button.
"What is it?" The voice of their superior officer asked.
"We have a large life-form." Ken reported. "It's black in color with red eyes and a white bone-like plate on the head with two tusks. Stands about 20 stories tall, and looks like an African elephant." He winced as a car of the local authorities was smashed by the large being. "The local law enforcement can't do much against it, and large numbers of civilians will be hurt if that thing isn't taken out fast!"
There was silence for a few seconds, and it seemed like the longest few seconds of the twins' lives. Each one seemed o stretch into hours as they waited for orders on what they should do next. Ken felt like screaming into the com-unit at his superior officer to take action, and he would have if not for the next words to come out of the device.
"Retreat to a safe area." The voice replied at last. "Mobilization is about to commence."
Hearing those last five words, the twins knew what was coming. Kiara looked at Ken with a grin as the male twin returned it before they ran to find a safe hiding spot.
On the 'White Legend', the alarm was sounding, which meant it was time to send out the machines.
The six assigned pilots ran to their respective machines and boarded them, all wearing the white flight suits that every member had. One went to a reddish machine that had a large crest sticking straight up, one went to a machine that was mostly black, one went to a machine that was black and grey, one went to a machine that was dark grey, grey, grey-blue, and dark grey-blue, one went to a machine that was grey in color, and the last one went to a machine that was dark green, dark brown, and tan.
The first machine's optics flared on, revealing a green color. The next one had red optics come online, the third had red optics, the fourth had golden optics, the fifth had red optics, and the last one had green optics. The first machine made its way to the hanger catapult as the white ship surfaced and the hanger door opened. At the same time, the second machine was also on the second catapult. Both hanger bays were open, allowing the two machines to see the outside.
"Justice, you're clear to launch." A female voice said as the dark-blue-haired admiral looked out, his green eyes turning hard.
"Admiral Zala, Justice, launching!" He exclaimed as his machine was launched.
"Neo Blitz, you're clear to launch." The female voice said.
"1st Lieutenant Amalfi, Neo Blitz, launching!" The first lieutenant said as his machine took flight as well.
"Gaia, you're clear to launch." The female voice said.
"Captain Yuy, Gaia, launching!" The captain, who had blonde hair and magenta eyes, exclaimed as her machine took to the air.
"Duel II, you're clear to launch." The female voice reported.
"Rear Admiral Joule, Duel II, launching!" The silver-haired rear admiral exclaimed as he took flight.
"Raptor, you're clear to launch." The female voice reported.
"Commander Lockheed, Raptor, I'm going airborne!" The commander, who had blonde hair and green eyes, exclaimed as he transformed his machine into a flight form upon leaving the ship's hanger.
"Buster, you're clear to launch." The female voice told the last pilot.
"Commander Elsman, Buster, cleared to launch!" The commander, who had dark skin, blonde hair, and violet eyes, said as he felt the rush of leaving the white ship behind.
The six machines formed up and took the flight path that would lead them to the fight in Seattle.
"All machines are launched and headed your way." The admiral's voice said as Ken looked back at the com-unit's screen. "Make sure you stay out of sight and away from the battle zone."
"You got it." Ken said before the image of his superior officer winked out and he looked at Kiara. "Let's get out of here."
The female twin nodded and followed her brother towards where a group of people was running to safety.
As the large Goliath Grimm made its way through the city, demolishing a few buildings whenever it chose to, the six machines from the white ship flew down lower. Or rather, four did, with one blending in to look like an F-22 fighter jet, and the last one was nowhere to be seen, owing its lack of presence to a stealth field that no Fallen would expect to exist. As soon as they were within range, one of the machines flew in close. It was the red one, drawing out a hilt that then ignited into a twin-bladed beam saber not unlike the Dragon of Denver's, just scaled up and more powerful. Flying in low, the red machine drew back the beam blades, slashing at the Goliath's side.
While the normal weapons of the police and Huntsmen had done little against it, the weapons of this machine actually did some damage, causing smoke to billow out of the wound. The Goliath turned and swung its trunk at the red machine, which flew back to avoid getting hit. To the Huntsmen, it was clear this was a younger Goliath, as it was attacking a human city when others of the same species avoided such places.
The Grimm turned back to face the humans, Faunus, and Mobians before it, only for another machine, one that looked like a mechanical animal almost, to dart in front and turn into a more humanoid form. The optics flared blue as the machine then drew out what looked like a scaled-up version of the Dragon of Denver's beam rifle/magnum, only to aim it at the Goliath and fire.
The beam sped towards it and made impact, but didn't do much damage otherwise, save for some slight singeing of the black skin/fur it had. The Goliath Grimm turned and raised up its trunk before letting out a loud bellow from its trunk. The soundwaves flew towards the organic beings behind the machine, which turned around and knelt over the gathered Huntsmen and police officers, using its own body to shield them from the attack. While the machine's weight would normally be enough to keep it from moving, this attack actually pushed the machine over a few times, which forced the police and Huntsmen under it to move into the attack, where they were either killed instantly, maimed, or critically hurt. The black and grey machine managed to get to one knee and look at the Grimm with flared blue optics. It pulled the same weapon the red machine had, but with only one beam blade this time, and rushed towards the Goliath, intending on slicing off the trunk.
But the Grimm caught onto the move and swung its appendage, impacting the black and grey machine and sending it into the exterior of an office building. Rubble and debris fell around the machine, exposing the office workers inside to the fight outside.
As if in anger, another machine, the blue and grey one, flew in and drew back a metallic fist, intent on slugging the Grimm in the face, but the Goliath was quick to use its trunk to grab the oncoming machine and throw it aside like a ragdoll.
People looked up as they heard what sounded like fighter jet engines, only to see what looked to be an F-22 transform into its more humanoid form. The optics flared red as it flew in, the beam gun drawn out and aimed. It fired, aiming at the Goliath's eyes. Many people thought the shots would miss, only for the two beams to actually hit home; to hit two small targets like the eyes of a Goliath Grimm from such a distance was no small feat, so it meant the machine's pilot was either using some extremely precise targeting equipment or had exceptionally good aim and eyesight.
The Goliath bellowed in pain, its trumpet filled with agony. The fighter-like machine pulled away as another one emerged from literally nowhere, looking like a shadow that came from the ground itself. It aimed its shield arm and fired off three pole-like weapons at the Goliath's side. All three impacted, digging straight into the Grimm's form and causing more smoke to emerge from the wounds. The last machine came down and landed, aiming what looked like a large rifle, much larger than anything seen before, at the Goliath. The rifle was actually two rifles connected together, each about the size of the other ranged beam weapons used by these machines, if not a bit bigger. The last machine's optics flared green as it then pulled the trigger and a golden beam lanced out of the barrel towards the Grimm.
While it could still hear, the Goliath was too slow in turning and the beam pierced through the bone-like plating on the head, surprising many of those who were still in the area to see the fight.
Admiral Zala saw the large elephant-like creature down below him causing all sorts of damage. He growled as he flew in, drawing out his twin-bladed beam saber and slashing at the creature's side. His beam blades cut through the black skin/fur with some ease, causing the wound to billow out thick smoke, much to his surprise and confusion. However, he could see the thing was starting to slow down, which made him wonder if this stuff was like its blood. He came to the conclusion it had to be as he watched its movements slow down somewhat.
His lock-on alarm bleeped, making him swear as he pulled back on the controls, pulling his machine back from being slammed by that large trunk. The admiral had never felt so glad for his genetic status at that moment in time. Had he not been what he was, he could have been killed easily!
Below him, Admiral Zala could see Captain Yuy's machine running in in its quadruped form. He hoped she could be alright.
In truth, Captain Yuy was a bit freaked out by this thing, but her training told her that defense of the innocent before this beast came first. She turned her machine into its true bipedal form, pulling out her beam rifle and firing it at the beast. Much to her surprise though, the beam didn't do as much damage as she had hoped. The black creature turned to face Captain Yuy, and raised up its trunk. As it then bellowed, she could literally see the soundwaves coming at her and the people behind her machine. Captain Yuy, acting quickly, turned her machine around and knelt as close to the ground as possible to protect the bystanders from being hit by the attack. She felt her machine shaking with the vibrations, and while the machine itself was heavy enough to avoid most winds blowing it over, the sheer force behind those soundwaves was enough to push her machine over a few times. Captain Yuy cried out as her machine rolled three times before coming to a stop.
Looking up, Captain Yuy could see the people she had tried to defend getting either instantly killed, maimed, or critically injured by the attack. Her eyes turned hard as she got her machine into a kneeling position and pulled out her beam saber. With a shout, she charged at the creature, intent on removing that trunk so it couldn't use that attack anymore. But before she could, the captain felt her machine shake as the trunk slammed into her machine's side, sending it into the side of a building. It was only by pure luck that no one had been in the area where she hit, but Captain Yuy had the feeling if she moved, then the people inside would be exposed to that sound attack. The rubble from her impact stayed around her machine, but she knew she could move if she had to. Looking back into the sky, the captain could see the grey and blue machine rushing in, which was just like Rear Admiral Joule.
Sure enough, Rear Admiral Joule was more than angered by what he had seen. Seeing people getting killed by such an attack was enough to make his SEED explode in his mind's eye, but that also clouded his sense of judgement due to the method he had used to enter it. A cry erupted out of him as he flew his machine in, the left fist drawn back to nail this creature in the eye, but his machine shook as the trunk wrapped around the left ankle of his machine, and then with one swift move, threw his machine onto Captain Yuy's. He grunted as the cockpit shook with the impact. It was lucky their machines were able to withstand being slammed into one another, or there would have been two explosions in the area. Rear Admiral Joule looked up and spoke. "All yours..." He said over the com-line.
The sound of jet engines over the com-line was his response. Commander Lockheed's machine was the only one with those kinds of engines.
With a whoop, Commander Lockheed flew in, turning his machine from fighter form into its humanoid form. He pulled the 'Musket' beam rifle and aimed it as he flew in closer and lower. His targeting reticle flashed and bounced around before it flashed red and beeped, signaling a lock. He smirked, pulling the trigger. Two shots sped out as he pulled up and away from that trunk. Coming to a hover, the commander watched as the two shots impacted the beady red eyes, earning a bellow of pain from the black creature below him.
Below Commander Lockheed's machine, 1st Lieutenant Amalfi emerged from stealth mode, approaching the black beast from the shadows. He aimed his shield's weapons at the beast, firing off the 'Trikeros" darts at the thing. The three white weapons impacted the side of the black creature, digging in deep due to the thrust of being launched from their holders. More smoke billowed from the wounds, which, while confusing for 1st Lt. Amalfi, also signaled the beast was wounded even more. An alert from his cockpit's console alerted the green-haired man to his final comrade landing. He looked back, just in time to see the dark green, dark brown, and tan machine landing a ways off beside him.
Commander Elsman landed his machine next to the 1st lieutenant's machine as he eyed the wounded beast before them. It was hard to believe such a thing of such a size could exist, but they had a mission to complete, so there was no time to awe over it at that point in time. Commander Elsman's violet eyes narrowed as he took aim with his connected rifle, the targeting system locking on. A beeping sound signaled the target was locked on, and he pulled the trigger. Like he had seen so many times before, the golden beam lanced out and towards the wounded black creature. It turned its head to face him, but that was only its own undoing. The golden beam penetrated through its skull and that bone-like plating on the top of its head. The beast stopped moving as the beam faded away. But what happened next confused the entire team of six pilots.
Everyone, pilot, Huntman, police officer, and civilian, watched as the Goliath Grimm faded away as its body slowly fell, becoming nothing but smoke before hitting the ground.
Inside his machine, Commander Elsman lowered his machine's weapon as he watched this with a frown on his face. "Well, that was unexpected." He said as he got a snort from Rear Admiral Joule over the com-line.
"Yeah, but isn't everything else we see unusual?" He countered before a familiar voice came over their consoles.
"All pilots, report in." It was their superior officer.
"Commander Elsman here." The commander said. "Thing's been taken out."
"Good. Any civilian casualties?" Their superior asked.
A sigh escaped Commander Elsman as he reached up and removed his helmet, revealing his dark skin and the famed 'Snoopy' cap that the pilots wore. "Yeah, quite a few." He admitted as he removed the cap, revealing his blonde hair underneath it. "But it would have been worse if not for your sister."
"I see. Return to the ship." His superior ordered. Commander Elsman nodded.
"Will do." He replied before closing the line and reopening the channel between the six of them. "Well, you heard him guys. Time to head back."
"What about...?" 1st Lt. Amalfi asked as Commander Elsman looked back at his machine through the cockpit's cameras.
He gave a wry smirk. "We'll just explain it to him that the thing became smoke."
"That thing was scary..." Captain Yuy murmured in a timid voice. Commander Elsman frowned at her reaction. It wasn't like her to revert to being a scared child in thought under normal circumstances.
"Yes, but the civilians were more important than your fear." He reminded her in a gentle tone. "And you did a good thing out there."
Hearing his words seemed to settle her down, as the black and grey machine took to the air, the others following after. Commander Elsman was last to take off, but not before he had his machine give the police and other authority figures there a salute with two fingers. Then, he took off as well.
Denver, Colorado
Dracon looked at the unknown boy who was now resting on the couch in the family room. It had been several hours since seeing Agunimon turn into this kid, and the Gundam had to admit, it was a bit disturbing for him to have drawn in a kid into such dangerous work. But at the same time, the way the Warrior of Flame had handled himself was an indicator this kid had experience with combat, so he wasn't sure what to make of this.
On one hand, err...servo, this was a child, someone who could be going to school, trying to find a date, having sleepovers, playing sports, etc. Such a person didn't need to be involved in combat, let alone being a Huntsman. On the other...servo, this kid had shown he could handle the stress of combat just fine, and was quite adept at it too, if the way he handled the change in fighting styles was any indication. The Dragon of Denver looked at the kid again before sighing and turning away from him. When this kid woke up, he owed him an explanation...
Outskirts of GrimmFall
Omnimon and Shannon were making their way back to the van when the Digimon stopped. Shannon noticed this and stopped as well. "Something wrong?" She asked as he looked back, his blue eyes narrowing slightly.
"I'm not sure, but I'm getting the feeling something isn't right." He replied. "Like there's a..." At once, his eyes went wide before he shoved Shannon to the ground. "GET DOWN!"
The two were missed by an explosive shell, which exploded behind them, where they had been mere seconds before.
Looking up, Omnimon could see what looked like a turtle Mobian, one that had a pole that was smoking from one end, and a purple headband around where the eyes were, with two eyeholes so the Mobian could see out of it. The Mobian looked like a ninja, and Omnimon growled to himself as he got to his feet.
"And who are you?" He asked as he faced the Mobian.
"I was going to ask the same thing." The turtle Mobian replied. "Because I've never seen you before." He readied for combat, spinning his pole a few times before pointing it at the Digimon. "Are you a Fallen?"
Omnimon's eyes narrowed a bit at that. "Why would I be a Fallen if I have disbanded the Grimmnoids?"
Hearing that seemed to surprise the Mobian, but he didn't lower his guard. "Really? Because I heard the one responsible for that rides around on a white horse called..."
"Called Adam, has blue eyes that are forever shut, a face full of blonde hair, wears a priestly outfit, black on white, while wielding a black scythe with a white blade, called Holy Blade Eve, and has a Semblance called Purification." Omnimon finished. "Yes, I know of that spiel that the media has come up with." He then shook his head. "Humans tend to perceive everything they claim as correct, even when it is not." He then sighed. "It can be quite annoying, but I suppose it works in my favor too, since everyone else is expecting to encounter that mythic figure instead of me."
The Mobian blinked before he lowered his weapon. "So...you're not here to claim the Elementals?"
"Why would I?" Omnimon countered. "The Elementals are not of my concern." He added. "And besides, I know two of them, so there is no need for me to hunt them down."
The turtle Mobian blinked again before he dropped his guard at last and walked over to him. "Well, sorry about that." He said as he held out a hand towards the Royal Knight. "I'm Donatello, but my brothers call me Donny."
Omnimon blinked before he materialized one of his replica hands, the one in his WarGreymon head-hand, and opened the mouth so he could shake Donny's hand. "You can call me Rik."
"Rik?" Donny asked as Omnimon nodded.
"Yes, but only because I do not like my real name getting out there." He replied. "It's an alias."
"Oh! I see. If you go by an alias, no one will know your real name and it will throw others who are looking for you off your trail even further!" Donny exclaimed as he came to the realization.
Omnimon chuckled and nodded. "Yes, that's correct."
"So...no hard feelings about attacking you two?" Donny asked in a sheepish manner as the Digimon chuckled again.
"No offense taken, my friend." He assured the turtle Mobian.
Donny smiled. "Hey! Why don't I show you around GrimmFall?" He asked. "My master's here for a while, so why not?"
Shannon and Omnimon looked at each other in confusion before looking back at Donny, who was still smiling at them. The two looked at each other again before Shannon looked back at Donny with a matching smile. "Sure." She said as Omnimon nodded.
Donny smiled even more. "That's great!" He exclaimed. "C'mon!" He pulled both along, earning yelps from each in response.
Denver, Colorado
Things were still not changing with the unknown boy's condition, or so Dracon had assumed until a scan had revealed his injuries were healing much faster than expected, much to the Gundam's relief. In fact, it wasn't until about 12 hours later that the shimmering ribbon reappeared around the boy before it dissipated into particles again, revealing Agunimon's form once more. By now the Warrior of Ice was sleeping, so it was missed by him, but Dracon didn't care. He wanted answers, and he would get them from Agunimon no matter what. Even if he had to restrain the Digimon, he would get those answers!
He didn't need to wait for long, because a groan from Agunimon's still form made Dracon look back up at him. Sure enough, the Warrior of Flame was moving around slightly before he finally stirred and opened his blue eyes. Dracon walked over as the Digimon looked back at him. "Okay. Spill it." He said. "What happened?"
Agunimon looked plain confused before he spoke. "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me." Dracon countered with a growl. "I know you're a lot smarter than you let on."
"But I really don't know what you mean." Agunimon replied.
"Well, maybe your friend can explain why you turned into a human boy then." Dracon grunted, but he mentally smirked as he saw the Warrior of Flame tense up. That only confirmed his suspicions. Agunimon knew what he was talking about. He just didn't want to admit it.
"Well?" Dracon asked as he eyed the Digimon. "Care to explain what happened?"
For a few moments, it seemed like Agunimon wasn't going to answer. Dracon wondered if he would have to resort to using force to get his answers for a moment before the Digimon sighed and looked away from the Gundam. "I reverted to my human form." Agunimon admitted at last.
Dracon flashed his optics in a blink at that. "So...are you a Digimon or not?"
There was silence for a few seconds before the Warrior of Flame replied. "Yes and no." He admitted. Looking back at the Dragon of Denver, the Digimon continued. "When my friends and I were back in our home, we had gone to the Digital World, and we were able to become Digimon using powerful artifacts, called Spirits, left behind by ten Ancient Digimon warriors."
Looking back outside, Agunimon continued speaking. "When we were sent here, it seems our Spirits merged with us, so we are now effectively Digimon. Although, it seems if we get hurt severely or worse, we revert to our human forms, or at least I did anyway."
The Dragon of Denver has to admit, that was a very valid explanation for what he had seen some time ago. "I see..." Dracon trailed off before he spoke again. "So, how are you feeling?"
Agunimon looked at Dracon with a confused look before he remembered his previous injuries. Now that he thought about it, his chest wasn't hurting anymore, and his wrists felt fine too. "Now that you mention it, I don't feel pain when I breathe anymore, and my wrists don't hurt either." He notes as Dracon flashed his optics in a blink.
"Well, it seems you reverting to human state seems to accelerate your healing." Dracon mused with a mental smirk. "That's quite impressive if you ask me."
"Glad you think so." Agunimon sighed. He then looked at Dracon with look that was unlike him; there was a look of worry with a hint of fear in it on his face, and Dracon had a good idea as to what it was about.
The Gundam walked over to the Digimon and knelt down beside him. "Look, I'm not going to hurt you." He said. "I was just surprised as to what happened, with you turning to your human form."
"And how can I be sure of that?" Agunimon asked, a wary look in his blue eyes, like he was anticipating an attack.
Dracon paused. He realized the Legendary Warrior had a point. There was no way for him to be certain the Gundam wouldn't attack or do anything towards him. Dracon drew his hand back and sighed. "You can't." He admitted at last. The Dragon of Denver then looked back up at him. "But let me ask you this; when I took you back here, why didn't I call a lab when I saw you return to your human form?"
For his part, Agunimon didn't react, but he did take into account what Dracon had asked. Dracon, for a moment, wondered if the Digimon would need further clarification when there was no response right away. The Warrior of Flame gained a thoughtful look as he ran through what he knew about Dracon. Yes, he knew the Gundam was strong and well-armed, but his personality was more of a cautious one, and yet...he still cared about others and would fight his hardest to protect those close to him. Case in point, the fight against that Food Witch. Then, he knew why. Looking at Dracon, he spoke. "You wouldn't." Agunimon murmured. "Because you're a protector, and wouldn't want to see someone get experimented on because of something they can't help."
Dracon flashed his optics in a blink before nodding. "Not quite there, but close enough." He said. Then he flared his optics in a smirk. "But not bad for someone who is a bit slow on the uptake." He joked. The glare from the Digimon was legendary, making Dracon laugh. For his part, Agunimon just sighed and placed a hand on his face in exasperation.
Seattle has its first Grimm fight, and the Goliath is slain by six machines that look like metal men while Omnimon and Shannon encounter Donny as Dracon learns some surprising information about Agunimon. How will the six Legendary Warriors reunite? And will Omnimon be able to free Galimon from his mind-control? And what of the 'Metal Men' and the 'Ghost Ship'? What is their reason for being here? Read on to find out~! :3