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: Warrior of Flame
Of the Legendary Warriors, the Warrior of Flame is the leader and one of the stronger members of the team. Known as Agunimon, this Digimon might be hot-headed, but he is also a very compassionate being and will defend his teammates with his life. He also has a bad tendency to rush into battle without a plan, which lands him in trouble more often than he would like to admit. With that being said however, he can plan ahead, but again, he doesn't do it very often, leading to said previous situations.
As a Legendary Warrior, Agunimon has control over one of the ten elements of the world around him; his is fire, hence his title. While this can get him mistaken as the Fire Elemental, Agunimon has control over the actual element of fire, not the building blocks of life as one might assume, given his element and his title. This has led him to have the nickname of 'The False Elemental', but he won't say whether he minds the nickname or not.
Not much is currently known about the Warrior of Flame, save for he is a dangerous foe for any Grimm and rogue Huntsmen. His main weapon of choice is a katana-rifle, a sniper rifle that has a katana blade-barrel covering, a cover for the barrel that also serves as a katana blade. With this in mind, one must be very cautious when engaging, because this Digimon is not a foe to take lightly.
"Anyone can make mistakes." TOM said as he closed the Warrior of Flame file. "If someone is mistaken for someone or something else, then it could be a case of mistaken identity." He turned to face the cameras as he pressed a button on his chair's armrest. "But is that good or bad?" He then turned to face the screen, which showed images of people behind bars. "In the case of crimes, it can lead to innocents being arrested and serving jail time for something they didn't do. In that case, it is a bad thing. And if someone is mistaken for someone famous, then is that good?" The screen then showed the pink-haired girl from before being let onto a shuttle before a second pink-haired girl was shown being denied access to said shuttle. "In this case here, in Dimension O-000, it was. Other times, it is not." TOM continued as he leaned back in his seat.
Looking towards the cameras once more, he spoke again. "How would you handle being mistaken for someone else? Would you handle it with ease? Would you freak out? Or would you just say who you really were?" TOM asked. "That is up to you to decide."
Denver, Colorado
Agunimon groaned as he woke up, feeling something off. It felt like something was wrapped around his neck for some odd reason... At once, his blue eyes snapped open as his hand flew to his neck, only to feel gauze wrapped around it. Confused and a bit scared, the Digimon sat up slightly before a hand on his shoulder pushed him back down suddenly. Looking to his left, the Warrior of Flame made eye...err...optic, whatever, visual contact with Dracon.
"Just rest." The Gundam said. "You had a panic attack, and a bad one at that."
"W-why?" Agunimon asked, not liking the feeling of the gauze around his throat.
Dracon noticed his discomfort and sighed. "Do you remember our training spar?"
"You mean when I first arrived?" The Digimon asked as Dracon looked up and mentally frowned.
"No, our most recent one, when you were using your newest weapon." The Dragon of Denver replied.
For a moment, the Warrior of Flame had a confused look on his face before he ran a hand over his wound again. Then memories came flooding back and that was when the shock began to creep back into his system. Dracon was quick to note Agunimon's sudden reaction, including the quickening of his breathing and his heartrate increasing as well.
To the Gundam, that was not a good sign at all. He reached over and placed his hands on the Digimon's shoulders, keeping him pinned down so he didn't make his injury worse. "Just calm down!" Dracon snapped. "It was an accident!"
"...I...I could have..." Agunimon rasped out. He didn't appear to hear Dracon's words until the mech did something he never thought he would do: he smacked the Digimon across the face with an open hand. At once, the Warrior of Flame seemed to snap out of his shock, staring at Dracon in what had to be disbelief.
"I said it was an accident!" Dracon snapped again. "You weren't thinking, so of course you would make such a mistake!" Agunimon just stared at him, trying to process what was being said. "It's not the end of the world though. That's why we train, to keep from making the same mistakes that could cost us our lives!"
"But I..." Agunimon trailed off, still shaking somewhat. "You could have..."
Dracon sighed. "No, I wouldn't have." The mech assured the Digimon. But there was no response, and Dracon growled at that. He placed his hands on the Warrior of Flame's shoulders once more and spoke sternly to him. "I want you to listen, and listen good." He said seriously as Agunimon looked back up at him. "I know what I did scared you, but you have to remember, this is not something that you can treat as a game!" Hearing those words seemed to jog the warrior's memory at that point, as he then seemed to calm down. Dracon was quick to note this, as Agunimon seemed to have a calmer, more serious look on his face now as he looked down. "What?"
A sigh escaped the Warrior of Flame as he closed his blue eyes before looking back up at Dracon. "Believe me, I know that lesson all too well." Agunimon said as Dracon removed his hands from the warrior's shoulders. He then looked down at his hands and clenched them. "Back in the Digital World...I made that mistake, and it nearly cost me my friends."
"So, did you learn from that?" Dracon asked as Agunimon nodded.
"Yeah, I did." He admitted to the Gundam. "I learned my lesson for sure." Now Agunimon felt he understood that the lesson he had learned in the Digital World even clearer now that he was here. It was true. He couldn't just rush in or even make a stupid mistake like that again. He had to be more alert of the area around him, and use his Digimon senses to his advantage, and to plan ahead as well. If he just rushed in, then he knew he would die for sure; there was no fractal coding to surround him and protect him from losing his life, thus allowing his Spirits to be taken in return. No, now that he was merged with his Spirits of Flame, there was a real chance he could die. True, he might have a last resort defense by returning to his human form instead when he was severely hurt, but that wasn't guaranteed to protect him, as it left him vulnerable because he was unconscious when that happened. An enemy could easily kill him when he was human. The Digimon hated to think of what would happen if that occurred. He shook his head to shove the thought aside.
His hand drifted up to his throat again, gently feeling the gauze wrapped around it. Dracon noticed that and cocked his helm to the side. "You okay?"
"Huh?" Agunimon was confused as he snapped out of his thoughts. "Oh. Yeah, I'm fine." He replied as he removed his hand from his wound. "I just got lost in thought. That's all."
Dracon gave a snort. "Sure." He said, making the Digimon frown at the response. The Dragon of Denver then looked back at him. "Anyway, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for scaring you like that with my actions towards you with my blade."
Agunimon just waved it off. "It's not your fault." He said at last. "I had kinda forgotten the lesson I learned in the Digital World, so that's why I was reacting the way I was."
Dracon mentally frowned at that. He knew a panic attack when he saw one, and it was evident that the Warrior of Flame was trying to pass off the fact he had been genuinely scared as a mere forgotten lesson. Still, he didn't press the issue and let it drop.
It was then he remembered something else. "Oh!" Dracon said as the Digimon looked back at him in confusion. "I just remembered!"
"What?" Agunimon asked as Dracon looked back at him.
"If you wish to get registered as a Hunter, I would suggest you go to the city of GrimmFall." The Gundam replied.
Agunimon blinked in surprise. "Why there?" He asked, confused. "Wouldn't it work out to register here?"
Dracon shook his head. "No." He replied. "You have to register at one of the cities that have a Huntsmen Academy, and the closest one to here is GrimmFall. Plus, Denver doesn't have a Huntsman course at its colleges either, so you have to go elsewhere to get licensed for it. Then again, taking the Huntsman courses just shows you have taken a course. You still have to get registered regardless."
The Warrior of Flame frowned a bit at this. "So it's mandatory?"
"Pretty much." Dracon confirmed. "Not to mention rogue and unregistered Huntsmen have a bad rap too, as most are in it only to cause trouble."
Looking down, Agunimon pursed his lips in thought as he pondered his options. True, he could go solo and not register as a Hunter, but if what Dracon said was true, then it would be best to get registered and not get in trouble with the law. Looking up, he made up his mind. He glanced back at Dracon and spoke. "When's the registration?"
Dracon flashed his optics in a blink before chuckling. "If you leave now, you can make it before the registration starts."
The Digimon blinked once before he gave a smile. "You handle things here, and don't mess it up."
Dracon laughed at that. "Don't worry. I will be fine." He said as Agunimon got up and picked up his weapon. The Dragon of Denver then placed a hand on the Warrior of Flame's shoulder. "I expect to hear great things about you down the road."
Agunimon chuckled at that. "Don't worry. You will." He said with a smirk. A small voice behind him made the Digimon look back in surprise.
"You're leaving?" Kumamon asked as Agunimon knelt down beside him.
"I have to if I am to become a Hunter." The Warrior of Flame said.
Kumamon frowned at that. "But what will I do?"
Dracon looked at Agunimon. "Why don't you take him with you?" The Dragon of Denver suggested.
The Warrior of Ice looked quite excited at the thought of traveling with his fellow Digimon, but Agunimon standing up made him look back in confusion before he saw the Warrior of Flame shake his head.
"No." Agunimon replied. "It's best he stays here."
"What?!" Kumamon protested. "But why?!"
Looking back down at the smaller Digimon, Agunimon had a look on his face that was mix of sadness and firm resolve. "Look, I will be honest and say that while I would like you to come with me, it's just too dangerous." He said sadly as he knelt down beside the Warrior of Ice again. The Warrior of Flame placed a hand on Kumamon's head. "You haven't even recovered enough yet." He added. "The only reason I am going is because I have experience fighting against those Grimm." Agunimon then sighed. "I don't want you to get hurt."
Kumamon frowned at this, but he had to admit, his fellow Digimon had a point. While he didn't like it, it was for the best for now. "Okay..." He said at last as Agunimon gave him a small smile. "I understand..."
"Take care of yourself." The Warrior of Flame said before he stood up and looked at Dracon. "And take care of him for me."
Dracon nodded once. "I will."
With that, Agunimon turned, and left, but not before he gave one last glance back and smirked, giving the thumbs up before he turned and continued on his way.
Dracon ran after. "Wait!" Agunimon turned before Dracon shoved something into his hand. "That's a Bullet pass. It will let you ride the Denver Bullet-C and its other variants for free all year. All Hunters who live around here use it."
Looking at the pass, the Digimon then looked back up at Dracon, who nodded. Agunimon gave a smirk before he turned and walked off again, Dracon watching with Kumamon beside him.
A new beginning was coming for one as his story began a new chapter, while a new story was just beginning for a certain ship that had arrived some time back.
But with new beginnings came new dangers, and this would hold true for even Agunimon, and the 'White Legend'...
Beady purple eyes blinked, looking on as the newest...employees... all ran screaming in fear. A click of the tongue was all that showed his disappointment. This would not do, he realized, for his new business venture. No, the employees should not run in fear at all. That was unsightly, not to mention ruining his business as a whole.
The skittering of many legs could be heard as one 'employee' was wrapped up in webbing like a mummy, with barely any room to breathe. He shook his head in disappointment. This was another failure of a business venture it seemed.
Beeping made him look back as a screen came on to show the famed Fallen he worked for. "Ah, Sammael." He said in his cultured tone of voice. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"There are rumors of the Fire Elemental heading out from Denver." The Fallen said as he eyed the Mobian serial killer. "I would like you to hunt them down."
"And what is in it for me?" The Mobian asked as he eyed Sammael.
"You can get free reign to continue your experiments and business ventures." The Fallen replied with a calm tone. "But I need the Fire Elemental. Capture is of the utmost importance."
"Of course." He replied as he bowed. "I would be happy to catch the Elemental."
"Do so, and you will be rewarded well." Sammael said before the line went dead.
Looking back out at his 'employees', Katz purred, delighted at the prospect of capturing an Elemental. Yes, this would be a good test for his pets indeed...
GrimmFall
Omnimon and Shannon were pulled along by Donnie, who was pointing out every sight in GrimmFall. "And there's the Justice Friends HQ." Donnie said. "They are the strongest heroes in the world, not to mention they are led by Major Glory, who is the strongest hero in the world."
"Really?" Omnimon asked, tilting his head to the side. If this Major Glory was indeed that strong, then certainly he would be a worthy foe, right?
"Oh yeah!" Donnie cheered. "He is also the only one who is capable of matching the Fallen known as Sammael!"
Hearing that name threw Omnimon for a loop. "Sammael?"
"Yeah. He's the strongest of all the Fallen." The turtle Mobian explained. "In fact, his powers are almost unknown to most of us, save for the Justice Friends and the mayor of GrimmFall himself. Although one rumored power is the ability to create portals to new locations."
Memories of the park battle coming back made Omnimon tense up. He recalled with great clarity the unease and the fear he had felt from a mere portal. Was it possible that Sammael had been beyond that portal...?
Shaking his head, the Royal Knight shoved the feelings and memories to the depths of his mind for the time being. If he worried about that, then he would never find a way to free Gallantmon from that control!
"So I hear." Omnimon said as he regained his regal stature and mannerisms. "If that is the case, then anyone would be wary of him."
Shannon blinked. "Fallen?"
"Yeah, a human infused with the essence of Grimm." Donnie replied. "Of course, they are not exactly common knowledge, as only Hunters know of their existence."
Omnimon looked back at Shannon. "There is no need to worry." He assured her. "No Fallen are in this location, at least, as far as I am aware." He added that last sentence to hide the fact he could actually sense them.
"Yeah. No Fallen would dare to attack GrimmFall." Donnie agreed. "I mean, if Major Glory lives here, what chances do average Fallen have against him?"
Omnimon made a mental note to keep his senses on high alert for any Grimm, as well as for any energy signatures that seemed like they were infused with Grimm essence themselves.
If only it were actually that simple...
Seattle, Washington
The 'White Legend' sat below the waves, still as could be. The crew was sleeping or working, depending on what shift they had. In the bridge, a woman with brown hair tied back in a braid and green eyes sat back in her chair, looking over the information as it came in. Once in the outfit of a politician, she now wore the uniform of a soldier, but given her position as a member of the unit as well as being a world leader, it wasn't unexpected.
Given the rank of General, she was a very high-ranked member in the unit too. General Allen frowned as she looked over information on this Hoss Delgado. She had the feeling he would not listen to reason if she ever encountered him. 'Then again, don't all those like this guy fail to listen to reason?' The general thought with a mental snort. "Of course, they do." She muttered to herself.
Looking out the bridge windows, General Allen could see the sea life floating by, and things seemed to be calm. For a moment, she even felt like falling asleep it was that calming. But just as she was about to doze off, suddenly she yelped as that sharp, stabbing pain in her head came back. As quickly as it had come, it was gone, and General Allen found herself panting slightly before she looked up and saw a large creature that looked like a mythical sea dragon. It had the white bone-like plating on its head, the black body but with scales on it, and glowing red gills on its sides.
General Allen gaped before she regained her senses and ran to hit the alarm. She slammed her fist against it and the emergency lights came on, bathing the ship in red as the sirens sounded, blaring loud enough to wake the crew still asleep. General Allen ran back to her station as the rest of the bridge crew came in, having gotten up and dressed in uniform in about 30 seconds for each person. "What's going on?" Admiral Yuy demanded as he strode into the bride, just finishing buttoning his uniform jacket as he did so.
"We're under attack." General Allen replied. "By a Grimm."
At once, Admiral Yuy's form went tense as he saw the Grimm outside, swimming around the ship like a predator waiting to strike its cowardly prey. He then knew what they had to do. He looked to the crew around him. "All hands, battle stations!"
As soon as those four words slipped out of his mouth, the general alarm to arm the ship came on as the crew began to rush to their stations. "All pilots, report to your machines. All crew members, proceed to battle stations! The ship is now at Condition Red. We are now at Condition Red. Battle Protocol is now in effect!" Captain Ramius's voice echoed across the ship's halls as the engines started up and the 'White Legend' began to head towards the surface.
The Grimm followed, its serpentine body allowing it to move through the waves with ease. It reached the ship's underside and rammed its head against the bottom of the hull, causing the 'White Legend' to shake and shudder with the impact. "Ugh...Get us airborne!" Admiral Yuy exclaimed before the ship breached the surface of the water, taking flight as soon as it left the water completely. The Grimm followed suit, spreading large wings that gave it flight.
General Allen looked back. "It's still following us!" She exclaimed. Admiral Yuy looked to Captain Ramius.
"You're in command, Captain." He said. "It's all you."
Captain Ramius smirked. "All weapons armed." She ordered.
Outside the ship's bridge, the weapons began to come online. Two double barreled cannons came out of the top of the ship's dual hangers, just as rail cannons came out from the sides of the ship as well. CIWS guns came online as missile launcher tubes were opened and loaded for use. Even the large cannons below the ship's hangers came out, exposed to the open air once more.
"All CIWS, the Gottfried, Lohengrin, Valiant guns are armed. Helldart, Sledgehammer, Korinthos M114, and Wombat missiles are all loaded in the missile tubes." Petty Officer 1st Class Argyle announced.
"All hands, this ship will now go into combat." Captain Ramius declared. "Stand-by."
"Yes, ma'am!" The crew all said before the Grimm then opened its mouth and fired off a lightning blast. Captain Ramius gasped before she barked out her next order. "Evade!" She said. "Descend 40!"
The ship did just that, only for the Grimm to follow after. Looking back, Captain Ramius narrowed her eyes. "Fire Helldarts!" She said as the Helldart missiles launched at the Grimm. While its serpentine body allowed for it to evade most of the smaller missiles, a few locked onto its heat signature, if that was even possible, and followed it around before making impact. While the damage was done, it wasn't as bad as first imagined. Captain Ramius snarled before she turned around. "Fire Korinthos!" She ordered.
The new weapons sped out from the dorsal fins of the 'White Legend' before arcing around towards the Grimm, which used its lightning breath to destroy almost, if not all, of the missiles.
But while that was going on, the captain had a new plan in mind. "Fire Valiants!" Captain Ramius ordered. The linear cannons fired, unleashing their golden hellfire on the Grimm. While one shot missed, the other tore through its left wing. The Grimm turned around and fired off its lightning breath at the ship, and made contact.
An electrical surge coursed along the 'White Legend's' exterior, shorting out several critical systems needed for combat as well as nearly frying the crew alive. If not for the EMP shielding as well as insultation from electric-current using weapons, the ship would have become a literal ghost ship with the demise of its crew.
As it was, the crew was still alive, albeit unnerved from the shock of the lightning breath nearly frying them alive. "Ugh...Damage report!" Captain Ramius ordered.
"It's not good." Technical Sergeant Haww replied from her station. "We're nearly flying blind, not to mention most of our critical combat systems are offline!"
"What systems still work?" The captain demanded.
"The only combat systems still online are the Valiants and the CIWS." The technical sergeant replied. "Missiles we could get up and running in a few minutes, but the others will need more time!"
Captain Ramius frowned to herself. "What about other systems, like navigation?"
"As I said, we're flying blind." Technical Sergeant Haww replied. "Radar's down, sensor grid is down, and we can only get so far with our altimeter alone."
The captain growled to herself. This did not make for a good combat situation. On the other hand, they had damaged the Grimm in a way, taking out one of the wings anyway. "How do engines look?"
"We're flying at half speed." Technical Sergeant Haww reported. "Engines 5-10 are down, with only Engines 1-4, and 11-14 keeping us flying."
Captain Ramius growled to herself at this news. "And what about information-gathering?"
"All sensors are down except for the thermal imaging." Technical Sergeant Haww replied. "All main cameras are down too save for the auxiliary cameras mounted on the sides of the bridge."
'So, we only gave the CIWS and Valiant cannons online, the missiles which can be brought back online quickly, engines 1-4 and 11-14, the altimeter, as well as the auxiliary cameras and thermal imaging.' Captain Ramius mused as she tried to come up with a new battle plan. Then she had it. "I want the missiles brought back online as soon as possible." She said. "Have thermal imaging brought online and switch to auxiliary cameras. I want all CIWS to focus on the Grimm and guide it towards the rear of the ship while the Valiants are used to attack when the thing gets behind us."
"Yes, ma'am!" The technical sergeant replied as she relayed the orders to the crew at their respective stations.
Inside the CIC pit, or Combat Information Control pit, Petty Officer 1st Class Argyle spoke up.
"Grimm incoming!" He exclaimed as Captain Ramius barked out her next order.
"Barrel roll!" She exclaimed. In response, the 'White Legend' turned hard to its right and avoided another lightning blast, but barely. The ship righted itself as the CIWS fired on the Grimm's form, but the bullets did little against its formidable hide.
The Grimm flew in and rammed the ship, making it shudder with the impact. Admiral Yuy grunted as he felt the ship slow down a bit more. "Engine 3 is losing power!" Technical Sergeant Haww exclaimed.
"Reduce thrust in engine 3!" Captain Ramius ordered. The engine shut down, leaving the ship with only seven engines functional now. Just then, the com-line came online, revealing the Chief Petty Officer of the crew.
"Missiles are back online." He exclaimed as Captain Ramius grinned.
"Good. Fire the Sledgehammers as soon as possible." She ordered as the crew in said area began to load said missiles.
The dorsal fin missile tubes opened, signaling the missiles were ready to fire. "All missile tubes loaded and locked." The technical sergeant said as the captain nodded.
"Fire!" Captain Ramius ordered. The missiles all sped out for a total of 24 in all. While these were anti-ship missiles, against a creature like a Grimm, the amount of damage each one could cause would easily annihilate a Grimm like this one. The Grimm flew around, dodging most of, if not all, the missiles, using its lightning breath to eliminate all of the missiles and make them blow up harmlessly. Or so it seemed. For when the Grimm thought it was safe, one lone Sledgehammer missile sped up behind it and made contact with its upper body, blowing up the Grimm from behind. As soon as the explosion lit up the sky, the crew of the 'White Legend' knew they had won the battle. Safe to say though, they had not come out unscathed either, as the ship would need serious repairs.
As the damaged vessel landed on the water, it drifted into the hidden cove, which was their only refuge at that point. "I want all damage reports filed as we get back up to full operational capacity." Admiral Yuy ordered as he looked at Captain Ramius and the rest of the bridge crew with him. "Once that is done, we can determine if we should retreat back to our universe for repairs or remain here to pull off the repairs."
"Yes, sir." Captain Ramius replied, as did the rest of the crew.
GrimmFall
Mayor Sebben looked over the news of what was going on around the city, and he smiled to himself. He knew that the Grimm Slayer had made his way here and was now with one of Master Splinter's adopted sons, Donatello, or Donnie as he liked to be called.
The turtle Mobian was quite the nice guy, and intelligent too. If anything, he would be vital for helping the Grimm Slayer down the road.
Looking back at the city outside his office, Mayor Sebben stood up and made his way to the window. He had his hands clasped together behind his back as he looked outside at the lights of the city. The future of the city seemed bright while everywhere else seemed like it was in darkness. He snorted to himself. The only way the world would truly be safe was if the Grimm and Fallen were wiped out, but until someone found the weakness of the Dark Substance, the war would never be won.
Yet at the same time, who could find out the weakness of the Dark Substance? It seemed impossible...
However, one universe that had accomplished the impossible before could do it again if they put their minds to it...
Hidden Cove
Seattle, Washington
Admiral Yuy sat in his quarters when the door to his room opened. He looked up as Captain Ramius came in with the damage reports. "Well, we have the damage reports, and it's not good." She said as she set the reports down. "All affected engines are offline and in need of serious repairs, not to mention the surge protection we have for them is fried. The weapons electrical system for the main armaments is offline, meaning our Lohengrins and Gottfried cannons are unusable. Main sensor grids are down, not to mention the main cameras, and with our radar offline as well, we are not in a favorable position."
The admiral took the first report and frowned as he read it over. "I see." He said as he flipped to the next page on it. "And how many systems do you think we can get back online without heading back?"
Captain Ramius sighed at that point. "The systems we can get back online are the sensor grids and radar, as our systems are compatible with this world's technology for that. But everything else is offline unless we can get back home for repairs."
Admiral Yuy frowned at that. "I see." He noted. This left him with a predicament. On one hand, they had four teams scattered around the main cities of this world, and those teams needed their support. On the other hand, this world's technology level was not up to their standards yet, so that meant any damage had to be repaired back in their home universe. Leaving for repairs meant leaving the teams behind for an undetermined length of time, unless one of the other ships could jump in. And the issue of the Steelhaven was another point against leaving as well. Yet the repairs would be needed if the crew was to support the teams and rescue the crew of the Steelhaven.
"What should we do?" Captain Ramius asked as Admiral Yuy looked back at her.
"As much as I hate to admit it, we may have to retreat for repairs for now." He said at last. "However, we should be able to return in a week's time if things go over well and if everyone pulls 120%."
Captain Ramius frowned. "You mean we should just leave the teams here? Without support?"
"They wouldn't be a part of the unit if they couldn't handle it for a brief period of time." Admiral Yuy replied. And it was true too. He had trained everyone on the team himself, and if he didn't feel they could handle being without support from the ship, he would not be suggesting to head back for repairs.
Captain Ramius nodded. "I suppose so." She admitted.
"Tell the engine crew to power up the drive. We're heading home for now." Admiral Yuy ordered as the captain nodded and left to do just that.
Looking at the damage reports again, Admiral Yuy frowned to himself. If that Grimm was any indication, his unit would have to be craftier to avoid them in the future.
Agunimon leaves for GrimmFall to become a Hunter while Omnimon and Shannon are shown around GrimmFall by Donnie as the 'White Legend' takes on a Sea Feilong Grimm and wins, but not without sustaining damage severe enough to warrant a retreat back to Dimension O-000 for repairs. What awaits down the road? Read on to find out~! :3