(This story is set in the season 3 universe. It follows Bearmon and his tamer. It is set in 2019, around 20 years later. The two have not seen each other since they handled D-Reaper's expansion in the United States. They went on to biomerge to Marsmon. Though they didn't know each other, all of the tamers worked together to defeat D-Reaper that day. So when it was finally complete, Bearmon went back to the digital world, just like the other digimon.)

Prologue

It was bound to happen eventually. Evolution. Like all life, digimon are constantly evolving. However, I've found a way to make them even stronger. I've created a new casing, a more powerful shell. By placing the code of a digimon into this shell, their power is limitless albeit unpredictable. The unfortunate side effect is that taking the source code results in the original copy's deletion. It's a small price to pay for progress. I must perfect this next link in our evolution. When I am finished, the worlds will be mine. The humans will be next, then we can all coexist, as supreme beings. With me leading the way, our futures are guaranteed to be fruitful...

Chapter 1

Bearmon looked down from the cliff, watching the oddity running through the mist of the digital plain. It was shaped like a raptor, but was polygonal, glowing with every shade of color possible. The group protecting the Digital World had take to calling these creatures "Nonmon", being that they weren't digimon. They didn't know what they were.

Renamon, who Bearmon was working with jumped out, attacking with a barrage of diamonds. It turned on her, roaring at the incoming attack, all of the diamonds disappearing in the sound waves. Renamon landed holding the gaze of her opponent.

"Going somewhere?" She asked, preparing to strike. She glanced up to Bearmon, making sure he'd made it. Bearmon wondered if she was concerned about how this was going to go. But he knew better. Probably wanted him out of the way.

Bearmon looked behind him, guarding the path from the digital world to the world of humans, the red lighting of the portal seemed to carry a hum in it. He turned back in time to see Renamon and the creature clash. He looked down on the battle, struggling to not intervene. But Renamon was the better fighter between himself and her. She was used to the hunt and the takedown. He was best in closed spaces, the portal being housed in a cave, that would be his expertise if it came to it.

Renamon slashes our with her claws, the creature leaping back to escape her attack. She advanced again, kicking at the creature as her paws shine a dangerous shade of white. "Power paw!" She yells, making contact with it. It doesn't phase the raptor like creature. In a flash, it snaps its jaws around, clamping its mouth around Renamon's leg. She screams as it flings her away. Just as fast, it's heading toward the cliff. It jumps, landing at the base. Looking up, it charges its legs, then advances straight up the face speeding toward Bearmon. He backs up, not wanting to get thrown from the cliff. With Renamon nowhere to be seen, he knows it's up to him. He can't get knocked out of the way. He plants himself in front of the cave.

The nonmon flies into the air, a blur as it rockets upward before falling to the ground. It lands before Bearmon, glaring at him, taunting him with its gaze. Then it does something he had never heard a nonmon do. Speak.

"Mooooove….o…..r die……" it growls, in a whisper...