Welcome back ladies and gents.

More than likely just gents, let not pretend here.

Glad to read that everyone found the shots fired humorous. God that guys such a cunt. Just get's to me sometimes, ya know? Anywhozle, here's the next chapter. Sorry I haven't been posting much. Writing has been kidna taking a backseat to life at the moment.

Start!

"Try it and I will break you, fox." Warned Shu as he pointed with an elongated finger. Renamon stood fast but also didn't move, Agumon and Patamon moved to stand before their Master.

"Any particular reason you tried to attack us?" Menma asked as he produced his Digivice and began scanning the still fox. "Take every advantage I suppose." He thought to himself, the scan had already run about 20% due to previous encounters, "Here I was thinking we had a quiet agreement not to kill eachother, Renamon." He asked distractedly, the creature shifted slightly as though fighting off a proper response to his question.

This was due to the fact that whilst he and Shu were first together he'd seen Renamon watching from afar, he tried to scan her for longer but she seemed to wise up to the fact he'd noticed her and ran off. Her and some random Impmon seemed to frequent the park, though he hadn't seen the Imp for a while. Most likely because of the fact the imp seemed to dislike being around people unless it was to mock them, Menma silently wondered what would happen to Shu should he load the Impmon's data, something about the small creature... it was odd.

"Digimon are meant to fight, idiot. That's what their made for." Sneered the redhead.

"Whilst I agree with that, I'd like to point out that there's more to it than that. They're as much friends as they are combatants. Sentient creatures with desires, and wants. Shu for instance, loves pizza." The Devimon did so enjoy delicious pizza.

"They're just data you idiot, they can't eat." Dismissed Rika.

"We were literally eating when you attacked us, are you blind or just so set in your ways that you cannot fathom the possibility of being wrong?" Questioned Menma, Patamon giggled, sitting on his head.

"Shut up! Renamon get them!" Doing as she was told Renamon rushed Devimon to remove the biggest player ASAP.

"Very well. Shu, leave her Data for the Digivice. It'll be like freeing slaves." Shu nodded and seemingly vanished, before reappearing behind Renamon and smacking her into the ground, Agumon rushed forward firing off several Spitfire Blasts, Renamon rolled to avoid them only for Patamon to fire off an Air Shot in her way, knocking the vixen and sending her sprawling back towards the demon, Renamon showed great tenacity and used to momentum of the Air Shot and flipped back onto her feet and then sped away from the wombo-combo and released a great Diamond Storm teal shards of crystal formed in the air and with a gesture she sent them towards her foes.

Shu disrupted the flow of potential damage with a powerful blast of wind from his wings, Agumon shot another Spitfire Blast which was empowered by Patamon's Air Shot increasing its size and strength, it exploded on contact.

"Scan Complete." Informed the Digivice, Menma nodded to himself, "Clean it up, kids." He ordered, Shu nodded and took the lead, satisfied that the other two were wise enough to team up in such a manner.

"Death Claw!" Intoned the Devimon. His arm extended as black energy seeped from his skin, slicing right through Renamon's torso, the bipedal fox had a final, sharp intake of breath, only the sound of steps entering her eyes, blue eyes fell upon the sight of the casually dressed Master of the demon who killed her walking forward, Digivice in hand.

"You'll thank me later." Promised the Uzumaki, Renamon exploded into data and Menma struck the retrieval button on his Digivice, all the data filled the device the small piece of technology lit up with the data, the circular bar filled to 200%.

"We're done here." Said Menma, the sound of feet rushing filled his ears, turning he was given the sight of the shell shocked Rika running towards them, Shu landed behind him, Agumon and Patamon flanking him and his generally void-filled stare was more than enough to stop her dead to rights.

"Word of advice, Rika. Try conversation to gain context before leaping into a situaiton." The Digimon jumped into their Master's Digivice and the teen tucked it away in his back pocket, "Have a good day."

Later; Menma's House

"You're adorable." Gushed the teen, looking at the green creature with bright red eyes, smiling brightly and rubbing the underside of her chin, Tanemon was putty in his hands, entranced by the gentle touch. "This Digivolution system is weird though, why does Tanemon evolve into Renamon with this thing. Why great chested god, why?"

"Who knows?" Accented the small leafy Digimon in his lap, she had four little legs with black toes and big red eyes. Agumon and Patamon were sitting in front of the TV watching some cartoons, Shu was in the kitchen, as a Devimon, making himself something to eat.

"Shu, how did your data change this thing to such an extent?" Menma asked, "You killed my phone."

"Apologies my, Master." Said the creature with what sounded like true sincerity, "Personally I believe that I improved the phone, but that is ultimately up to you."

"Well it has advantages..." He muttered. "It suppose it just irks me a little that I can't just go to the internet and find out what I need to know about possible lines. Though it does come with the advantage of more malleability." Mused the black haired teen.

"The interesting thing will be observing the change once you Digivolve, unlike the other two you have specified path, I'd expect you to be back at your full strength before the days end." Menma assured, the little green plant-like creature.

"Are you sure?" Tanemon quieried.

"I can hypothesize, due to the odd nature of my Digivice most of what I think I know may be false. But you're Data was saved and completely loaded after a 100% scan completion and with the added 'benefit' of previously serving under another... uh, tamer? No that sounds bad, you're all sentient, tamer implies bestial nature and minds... I'll think of a word for it later, but you get my point yes? You come with a whole mixed bag of variables." Tanemon's eyes glazed over as she just kept looking at her master, just watching his mouth move as her mind was elsewhere.

"I should probably cut down on my tangential thinking out loud." Muttered the youth.

"It may help, Master."

A While Later

Menma sat at the head end of the table in his household, his Digimon looking curiously as their collective master, pencil in hand, scrawled on paper endlessly for what seemed to be approaching hours now. Tanemon's curious reached its breaking point and moved forward across the floor, poking at his ankle to get his attention, "Yes darling?" Menma asked without moving his gaze from the paper.

"What are you doing, Master?" Tanemon asked, sweetly as possible.

"I am drawing up a few maps, a hobby of mine is Dungeons and Dragons. Shu and I have played it together a few times, but with more people it's generally more fun."

"I'm confused." Admitted Tanemon.

"Basically it's a game we play with pencils, paper, dice and our general imagination. It's a role-playing game. Lotsa fun, but if it's not up your alley you don't have to." Informed the youth, "That explained nothing." He murmured.

"Absolutely nothing." Acquiessed Tanemon.

"Right, c'mere." He pulled her up onto his lap and picked up a hardcover book with what appeared to be a human woman with glowing hands fighting a large, lava-riddled giant. Menma spent a few minutes explaining things to Tanemon, basic rules. Races, Classes, how dice rolls decided almost everything, but could be swayed if you prepared for certain tasks, or had high modifiers.

About 10 or so minutes of this later and he was gifted with the sudden increase in mass on his lap, as he snapped from his reading/explanation, he was given sight to the crystal blue eyes of Renamon looking back at him. The lush golden fur across all but her chest, with the white contrasting marvelously. Immediately he sought to quench curiosity he slipped his fingers under her long gloves and tugged just enough to pull one down, and down it went, to about her forearm, he was satisfied, rolling it back up he was met with a quizzical stare.

"I was wondering if those could actually come off or not, I imagine it'd make bathing a complete bitch if they couldn't."

"You are a strange man, Master." Commented the vixen idly, pawing at his face to soak up the details, her words spoken with a slight distraction to them.

"So I've been told. Just refrain from looking at my browser history and you can avoid finding out how weird." He said unperturbed by her inquisition upon his face. "I didn't expect her... paw pads? Fingers. Paw pads. Fucking whatever. To be so soft. This is actually quite pleasant." He thought distantly.

Suddenly Renamon slid an arm around his shoulder and nuzzled into the side of his head, "As you were saying before we were distracted, Master." Now with the increased thought capacity of her Rookie form, Renamon was confident she could understand how this game her Master seemed so intent on playing with them could be played. And had a tickle of excitement blossom in her chest at the idea of it.

"This is the single greatest hug I've ever experienced." Menma said, returning it with gusto, drawing the giant fluffy femme fetal into him, Renamon smiled widely at the contact, much like she did as a simple Tanemon, his touch was oh so pleasant.

"What'd I miss?" Asked Patamon, fluttering down onto the table, looking at the maps, "Where's this, Master?"

"It's for a game we're going to play later, Patamon. Cohesive thought has left me in the wake of this godly hug." Looking up at the two glomping beings, Patamon shrugged and jumped into his head, sprawling out and attempting to hug his Master's head. "Yaaay~ hugs!"

"My hug senses are tingling." Said Shu, head poking around the corner, "There's too many bright colours in this hug, I will do my duty to reduce this." Lunging forward the Devimon wrapped his elongated arms around the growing pile of affection, wings closing around it soon thereafter.

Monday, A Few Days Later.

It was his off day once again, Menma usually worked during the middle of the week and on Sundays. Gotta get that double-time pay.

Once more he'd returned to the park, though this time he'd come with a plan aside from grinding exp for his team. Because let's face it, that's really the only reason to go outside at the moment. That and the overall benefit of getting some actual sun for a change.

But no, the reason he was out and about today was to try and track down that Impmon, so he was seated on his own, reading a book. Effectively the greatest bait for the little trickster there was. "Something about that little bastard confuses me. The few scans I've been able to get are much slower than usual, so that could mean two thing potentially. One that Impmon is holding in a lot of data. Or that there's something special about it." Both of which could end favorably for him.

Shu was on standby ready to be whipped out in a second.

Surely enough, the predictable creature came upon the scene. Apparently bothering someone for a few moments was too good to pass up. The sound of "Bada Boom!" Echoed sharply, Menma turned to see a small fireball flung towards the seat.

Menma didn't bother moving beyond pulling his phone from the breast pocket of his jacket, "Hey! You stupid human, why aint'cha scared!?" Demanded the Imp, Menma looked to the creature, jumping out of the bushes and presenting itself on the path. Purple skin, white face, green eyes and red gloves and a matching bandana around its neck.

"A midget with floppy ears and the ability to shoot firecrackers isn't exactly what I'd call intimidating." Menma commented, Impmon's eyes widened with fury at the comment and this time shot the Bada Boom directly at the human's face, Menma moved his head out of the way just enough that it only clipped his hair slightly, patting down the cindered strands he remained composed, he needed to stall for the scan to complete anyway and getting this little jabberwock talking was the easiest way to do so.

"You're gonna regret that chump." Growled the creature, all fingers lightning up with flames, Menma smirked enigmatically, giving Impmon pause, then the Digivice glowed and released Shu, the Devimon towered over the Impmon.

"You have struck my Master. I will return this debt with a lump of flesh." Growled the possessive demon, claws glowing bright red, an ominous glow encompassing his already eerie eyes.

"How's it feel seeing the Champion you won't be able to become?" Questioned Menma, internally groaning as the scan barely reached 35%.

"Feh! Like I'm scared by some whipped pet! Digimon are meant to be free of humans! You're just a slave, that's why I'll be stronger than you!" Lectured Impmon, petulantly stomping his foot. "Bada Boom!" Striking out once more Impmon instead sent his entire handful of flames at the human, Menma remained still as Shu slapped the peppers of flames out of the air before they could touch him.

Shu struck out with a Death Claw purposely missing Impmon by mere inches and ripping up a decent sized chunk of the path in front of the smaller creature, he wished to play with his food. Impmon's fight or flight instincts kicked in and he tried to flee, pride be damned he'd fight another day. Only for a boot clad foot to strike him under the chin and send him right back to his previous position, looking through the stars in his vision Impmon saw the imperious form of Devimon, "Damned traitor." Grumbled the small Virus type with venom. Before smirking, "Fine, be that way then." With a haste to his step Impmon released a hail of Bada Boom Devimon shielded his Master and the flames harmlessly plinked off the other Digimon, this time though, Impmon pulled out another move as well.

Summon created a small cyclone of fire and ice, using Devimon's newly drawn attention to that,Impmon ran like a bat out of hell and directly past the devil with another duo of Bada Boom directly at the more powerful Virus types precious Master's Digivice, and to make sure he couldn't miss Impmon delivered them himself, making contact and all. If he could break that then they'd have no reason to fight anymore and then they could all kick the crap outta the human.

This did not go as planned.

Instead when the Bada Boom struck the Digivice it caused it to arc menacingly, Menma blinked rapidly until he felt a surge of pain run up his right arm with a soundless scream the youth felt his skin ripple and burn, the Digivice began to glow menacingly.

Then it exploded.

Both Menma and Impmon, being the closest to the 'blast zone' were caught in a blaze of purple and black energy, the layered screams of his Master was torture to Devimon. He couldn't bear the idea that he'd failed to protect his precious Master to such a degree.

When the expanse of energy died out Menma collapsed on the ground, the Digivice landing next to him but his arm was greatly different, covered in arcane markings with a horned sigil sitting directly in the middle of his palm. Devimon was at his Master's side in a heartbeat, cradling the young man in his arms and wailing pitifully at his failure.

Impmon was nowhere to be found.

End.

Speculation is fun but try not to get your hopes up, I've actually got a plan for this.

If you liked it, lemme know. If you didn't, that's fine too. If you too enjoy the idea of sandwiching your dick between Angemon's and LadyDevimon's glorious vagina's, go check Rule 34 you'll find it.

Raxychaz!