AN: SORRY, I HAD TO RE POST THIS CHAPTER BECAUSE OF PROBLEMS!

A different variation to my previous chapter, only this one involves the Bagara Army. Hope you guys enjoy it.

Pairing: Angelise x OC

Good! Bagara Army. Major bashing of Embryo, Jill, most of the Mana using humans and most of the dragons (Not to be confused with the dragon Digimons).

Title: Bagara Princess

Deep within an abandoned castle on what the humans and Norma alike dubbed the Dark Kingdom, a sixteen year old girl was resting in a surprisingly luxurious bed that was adorned with crimson red silk sheets and a thick fluffy blanket to keep her warm. But the girl was covered in various injuries and had bandages wrapped around her forehead and an antiseptic patch on the right side of her face

The girl groaned both in sleepiness and pain as she woke up. Her vision was blurry for a few minutes, but eventually it came back into focus. Her eyes widened for a brief moment as she realized one thing.

This is not Arzenal.

"Wh-wha…?" she croaked.

Her throat felt so dry and cracky, like she hasn't had anything to drink in months. That, or that she'd been literally gargling pins and needles. And she couldn't be any closer to the truth. She tried to sit up, but found that her injuries were far worse than she thought. The door opened, catching her attention as she looked to the door. What she saw confused her.

It was a small tyrannosaurus rex with green eyes and black scales. It also has these dark brown armbands around each forearm and was carrying a platter with a tea kettle along with a few cups and saucers.

"Oh, you're awake! Sweet! The boss'll be really glad to hear that!" it exclaimed in a female voice.

While the blonde girl was surprised that the creature could talk, she was far too tired and in too much pain to care. The little black dinosaur set the tray on the bedside table and helped her sit up while propping her back against the pillows for ample support.

When she was done with that, the creature took the tea kettle and poured the liquid inside into one of the cups. The sweet aroma of tea filled her nostrils as the little lizard handed her a cup.

"Here. The boss had me prepare you some hot camomile tea with honey. It'll help your throat get better." she said. "Ah, but where are my manners? I'm BlackAgumon, and it is a great pleasure to meet you, miss."

The girl was a bit apprehensive about it. She thought that it might be a way to trick her. Still, she did feel really really thirsty. So she swallowed her fears and took the cup from BlackAgumon and took a sip.

It tasted heavenly. So much better than that crap they were served at Arzenal! It didn't take long for her to down the whole cup, and she soon found that her throat felt much better after that.

"Thank you, BlackAgumon. That tea really hit the spot." she said gratefully. "My name is Angelise, by the way."

"Well, Angelise, it's very nice to finally meet you in person as I said before." BlackAgumon said as she collected the dishes. "You just wait right there and rest while I go and get the boss. His name is MadLeomon, and he is the guardian of Castle Darkness."

As BlackAgumon left the room, Angelise took a moment to further check her surroundings. Even though she knows that she's in the forbidden Dark Kingdom, she doesn't feel scared at all. If anything, she feels both relaxed and very curious. Kind of like a kitten taking its first nap in a new home.

The room felt like it had a very cozy atmosphere despite the location. The walls seemed to be made from obsidian while there was also a dresser and a vanity that were both made from cherry wood. There was also a fireplace that had a nice warm fire burning within it, adding a very nice lighting and sense of warmth to the room.

Definitely better than her cell back in Arzenal. Without a doubt.

"I see you are awake." said a deep male voice.

Angelise looked back to the door and was amazed at the new creature that walked into the room.

For lack of a better description, he looks like a big male lion that got infected with the zombie virus. His skin and fur are a sickly purple color with stitches scattered throughout his body, and he has a shaggy black mane. His teeth, eyes and claws are a bloody red color and he stands on his hind legs. There are bone spikes jutting from his shoulders, elbows and chest, and he has a tuft of black hair at the tip of his tail. He wears a pair of grey pants with a white skull image on the front, and black bandages wrapped around his forearms and part of his tail. He also seems to stand with a slight hunch like an igor from those old time horror films.

Angelise watched as the lion picked up a log and threw it into the fire to keep it burning. While he certainly looks imposing, he gave off an aura that showed wisdom and strength rather than beastial brutality.

"You must be MadLeomon." stated Angelise.

"That I am." replied MadLeomon. "You gave us quite a scare, you know. When we found you, you had slipped into a small coma. Our healers weren't sure if you were ever going to wake up."

"How long have I been out?" Angelise asked.

"About a month. We're all just glad that you woke up." MadLeomon answered. "And I need to speak to you about something that could very well determine the future for all of us."

Angelise gave MadLeomon her undivided attention. If this situation was as bad as he says it is, then she's going to need to pay close attention in order to help put a stop to this threat. Whatever it is.

MadLeomon pulled up a chair and sat down as he began to speak.

"As I'm sure you've probably guessed from the appearance of BlackAgumon and myself, this castle… It's not as abandoned as you'd like to believe. It is inhabited by creatures born in a world that was created using your world's technology. We call ourselves Digimon, or Digital Monsters. We've been taking up residence in this castle and its surrounding lands for many years now, waiting for the day when a great ruler and general will rise up and lead us to salvation. And you, Angelise, are whom I believe shall accomplish that."

"Me? But why me? I'm nobody special. I'm just Ange the Norma who fell from grace and tarnished the name of the House of Misurugi." Angelise said looking down in depression.

MadLeomon placed a hand under her chin and had her look up into his surprisingly gentle red eyes. He placed a hand on her shoulder and began to speak again.

"I understand how you feel, believe it or not. This castle and its lands are the home of many Digimon who are in the same boat as you: ostracised for being different from others of their species."

The door opened and three new Digimon walked in. Among them was a humanoid Digimon that looked a lot like a vampire, a man wearing black and red armor that looked like bones with several eyes in it, and a wolf that was black with silver stripes.

"These three Digimon are all victims in a harsh world that just wouldn't accept them." MadLeomon said, gesturing to the vampire. "Myotismon here is a peaceful Digimon whose brother tried to take over the Digital world along with your world, sacrificing many Digimon in his attempts to do so. And so, he was treated like a pariah in his village until he eventually left for a better life."

MadLeomon then put his hand on the armored man's shoulder.

"Duskmon here was created from the leftover data of Cherubimon when he had turned evil, and is feared all over the Digital World. Eventually, he heard of our safe haven and decided to join us."

MadLeomon then proceeded to scratch the wolf behind its ear, making it smile and close its eyes while wagging its tail.

"And poor BlackGarurumon here has been so lonely ever since she was infected by a computer virus and kicked out of her pack after becoming a virus type Digimon."

Angelise could barely believe her ears. She had been wallowing in self pity for so long ever since her incarceration that she hadn't even thought that there could be others out there that were far worse off than her. Pulling the covers off and revealing that she was now dressed in a nightgown, she attempted to stand on her still shaky legs.

Myotismon attempted to get her to sit down and keep resting, but she just told him not to stop her.

Slowly but steadily, she walked over to Duskmon and BlackGarurumon and did something that Duskmon never thought would happen to him. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as tight as she could, even though it caused her great pain to do so.

Duskmon was shocked. No one had ever given him this kind of affection before, and it was a foriegn sensation to him. Tears of joy began to well up in his eyes as he hesitantly hugged her back. BlackGarurumon barked and jumped up to the two and proceeded to assault their faces with lots of doggy kisses.

"Down, girl! Down! Come on, ha ha! Cut it out, that tickles!" laughed Angelise.

MadLeomon and Myotismon couldn't help but smile at the scene. Several sad and hurting souls have just been brought together in a brand new life filled with friendships and love. Something told them both that this was just the beginning of a beautiful new adventure for all of them.

*To Be Continued/Adopted…*

Okay, if you want this to become a real story, I can try to write it, but I'd feel more comfortable if someone with more extensive knowledge about Cross Ange were to write this as a full story. And if you plan to adopt this story, here are some of the Digimon Angelise would have in her army.

MadLeomon, Myotismon, BlackAgumon, BlackGarurumon, Duskmon, Wizardmon, Orochimon, DarkTyrannomon, Apemon, Mummymon, Arukenimon, Dinorexmon, BlueMeramon, Meramon, Flamedramon and BlackRapidmon.

But that's just to name some. I hope to see more reviews for this chapter and the previous one. Review and enjoy!