Author's Note: I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated a chapter for this story, but I've been really busy/ really into the story of 'The Batman.' Now that I'm finally out of the writters block for this story, I've finally submitted a chapter, and hopefully, I'll submit the last few chapters...well...a lot sooner than this one. I hope none of you people have given up on me!

Chapter Sixteen:

The End to Nightmares

While Nightmare merely grinned and snickered at Myotismon, Daemon came right next to the King and the two Lords of Darkness seemed to merge with each other; becoming one whole being. Myotismon's eyes widened as it appeared that both Daemon and Nightmare were deciding at what 'being' or even creature to take form, for all that was in front of the vampire was a glob of wiggling black muck. Myotismon prepared himself for anything that was going to come forth before him.

After a little bit of time, two long, black arms emerged from the ground beneath him, and following, was a thin, long neck with a round-ish head attached to it. Myotismon took a few steps back as this creature kept growing in place, and now the head was starting to form it's facial features. Two large, diamond red eyes came first, followed by a mouth hording jagged, sharp teeth. The creature itself gazed at both of its rather thin arms, and the long, knife-like nails with it. Then the creature's gaze turned to the vampire, and now its claws hovered above him. Myotismon found this monster to be rather cartoon like, then being a gruesome sight to see.

"Well, Myotismon?..." Myotismon eyed the creature oddly, knowing that this 'thing' carried the voices of Nightmare and Daemon, and when it spoke, both accents were used in unison. "What do you think of us now?" The creature gestured its arms out and let out a soft chuckle.

Myotismon crossed his arms and leaned to one side, "I never thought of you two as anything..." he replied lowly, and then he shrugged, "I am not intimidated by your figure. I find you to be absurd to the eyes, rather than being frightening."

The creature growled and raised one of its claws in the air, "We'll make you cry out in fear!" It hollered, and brought its claw down hard to the floor; barley missing Myotismon by a few inches!

Myotismon fell backwards and his eyes bulged slightly with worriment. The creature laughed dementedly, "You will never live! You will die with the one you love!"

Myotismon's eyes darted upon the unconscious Kyle aways from him. A small, single tear came slowly down his face. "No..." he whispered softly, and then his attention turned back to the hideous creature before him. "I will not let you live! I will never let you rule the worlds that I am to lead!" He glanced over his shoulder to Kyle once more. "...and I will not let you kill the one I love!"

The creature growled murderously, and now lunged at Myotismon. Before the vampire could react, the creature was suddenly flung back with the utmost force; as if someone had taken up the monster and threw it away from Myotismon. Myotismon blinked with bewilderment, wondering what just happened, but then, the answer appeared before him. A blue light bloomed from the vampire's chest, and he did become somewhat fearful as to where it was coming from, but at a closer inspection, the light source came from the necklace that hung around his neck. Myotismon very gently held this jewel in his hands, and knew there may be hope yet for him and the one he loves. Smiling ever so slightly...as he knew this jewel was formerly around Kyle's neck.

As the monster got back his bearings, its eyes grew wide with shock to see the necklace grow brightly as ever in Myotismon's hands. Myotismon took up the necklace in his hand, and as he did, it formed a most magnificent looking sword. The sword appeared strong enough to cut through anything!

"My...my power!..." Myotismon observed himself and saw this blue light coursing through his body. "My power is back! It's growing!"

"Impossible!" Shrieked the monster, and it was very taken aback by the whole phenomena. "No power can go back to anything that is of good...or evil..."

Myotismon tightened his grip on the sword, and now looked more determined than ever. He took a few steps towards the creature, standing proudly. "It is now time for a real fight," he said boldly, and raised the sword in the air to attack.

"Wizardmon..."

"Yes?"

"King Nightmare...and Lord Daemon...have fused together..."

"What a horrible sight they are, aren't they?"

"Yes, but with it battling Lord Myotismon, we can try to save the Queen..."

"You're right, V...let's go..."

The creature gave out a high-pitched shrill as it swung its arm down for an attack. Myotismon swiftly moved to the side and called out, "GRISLY WING!" The monster's eyes bulged as Myotismon held out his cape so that his little bats of pain could inflict damage to the beast. Of course, the monster coward and shielded itself as the bats flew past and hit the thing with a powerful sting at such a force.

As the bats disappeared, the monster growled angrily and raised its head to prepare to slam the skull on the vampire lord. Unfortunately for Myotismon, he could not dodge the large head of the monster as the thing cudgeled its cranium on him. When the monster thought he had crushed the vampire, its eyes boggled once again and jerked its head back up to realize that when it slammed its head down on Myotismon, the vampire countered that by thrusting his sword through the skull.

The monster screamed in pain, and the commotion was so unbearable that Myotismon had to cover his ears to drown it out.

"You should not have any power hear!" The monster cried out to Myotismon. "It is not possible! It isn't possible! We made it that way!"

Myotismon smirked, "You cannot stop the ultimate power! CRIMSON LIGHTNING!" The vampire grinned in triumph as he cracked his blood-red, lightning whip to the ground. The monster cried out in shock when Myotismon tangled his whip with its extremely long, thin neck.

"Damn you, Myotismon!" It screeched with pain, "Damn you and that sword of yours!" The creature swung his arm around to break the bond that tangled his neck. Shaking the remains of the crimson whip, It slammed its other arm down on Myotismon, but to its dismay, the vampire held the weapon above him. The monster gave out another shrill of agony.

Myotismon swiftly removed the sword from its enormous claws, thus, cutting the creature even more than before. The vampire could see that it was suffering much torment, and not long, anyone could see that the creature couldn't maintain its horrible shape anymore. Myotismon backed away as its from began to bubble and move about in ways that any being couldn't.

To his horror, the monster broke apart in two and melted away to this grotesque black puddle, which appeared to resemble a tar pit of sorts. As the black ooze cleared away, the bodies of Daemon and Nightmare were left in place, and both menaces were dazed. Myotismon cautiously approached the two, and as he did, he watched Nightmare slowly risen from the ground. Stumbling a bit in place, the King regained his focus and it fell upon Myotismon.

"You..." Nightmare growled lowly under his breath, and he slowly pointed a threatening finger at the vampire. By the tone of Nightmare's voice, it sounded as if he was completely drained of energy. "You...have not won..." He wheezed out, and took a few clumsily steps towards Myotismon. "You are still...here...in this world. That precious girl of yours...her soul is still here. You will never win...Myotismon..." Just as Nightmare began to cackle softly, Daemon had gotten to his feet and now looked at the two men talking.

Myotismon gritted his sharp teeth angrily and raised his sword high in the air. "I am not afraid of you. I am still ready to fight you again! --"

"Enough!" Came a booming voice of a woman, and the tone sounded demanding, authoritative as well. Myotismon, Nightmare, and Daemon all saw a woman clad in a bright white step out of the light of the room and came forth to the three men. Myotismon remembered seeing this woman before: the white hair, the white gown...yes... This woman was that distressed soul he met earlier: Queen Dreamah.

Nightmare was -- to say, 'shell-shocked' to see her. Beside the Queen, were I and Wizardmon, followed by her Majesty's loyal knights in white armor. Queen Dreamah gazed at everyone around the room, from the unconscious girl on the floor, to Daemon, who the Queen furrowed her expression to.

"I have seen enough..." Said Queen Dreamah, sounding a bit calmer, and she slowly glided swiftly closer to the three monsters of men. "The tyranny...brought by you, King Nightmare and Lord Daemon...ends here..." Her look turned to Nightmare and Daemon, who she shot her eyes angrily at. Nightmare just merely turned his head away; obviously, shamed that his plans rotted away. Daemon just blinked, and seemed a bit confused by all this.

"As my first act, being in control of this world again..." The Queen began again, "Daemon is to return to a state of...death..." Daemon's eyes widened as he looked up at her nervously. "That was the way it should of been..." Without warning, Daemon disappeared within a bright light. Who knows where he could of ended up. But one things for sure: he ended up in that state of...death...wherever that may be now...

"My second act, is to strip you of your powers...King Nightmare..." The Queen gestured to her knights to seize Nightmare, and so they did. Nightmare growled and struggled furious to this, but the knights remained their grip on the former king. "You no longer...will control your world of nightmares for quite some time...until you know your actual place here in this universe!" The Queen then turned on her heel and took her few steps to Myotismon, but not before adding, "Take King Nightmare away to his prison..."

Myotismon watched the knights whisk away Nightmare out of this brightly lit room. Nightmare took one last look at the vampire, and saying weakly, "Do you know why...I had my looks to be yours?..." Myotismon gave no reply to this. "It was...because I admired you; your power, your nature...your authority... I wanted it to be like yours...but I was wrong about you. I was very wrong...indeed...wasn't I?..." Before he was seen no more, everyone heard the creature give out a few psychotic giggles which were quite frightening to hear.

Myotismon jumped as he now saw just how close the Queen got to him. "Now for you..." The Queen spoke lowly, and bitterly. "The way things have gotten in the material world, I am not happy at what you have done..."

Myotismon grunted, "What business of it is yours?" He snapped gruffly to the Queen, and he clenched a fist in furry.

"It is not just my business, Lord Myotismon, but to everyone that lives there...including the one you love..." The Queen's heard turned just slightly towards Kyle, who still remained asleep. "How can you let her world...come this way?..."

Myotismon turned away from the Queen and gazed at I and Wizardmon instead. "It is not just my doing..." He muttered irritably, and he crossed his arms as well, "That Nightmare and Daemon have turned the human realm into a...chaos of undead beings... How am I to deal with that?..." He turned back to Queen Dreamah for an answer.

The Queen stood there for a brief moment, but her eyes fell upon the magnificent sword in Myotismon hands. "That disturbed soul...that still resides in the one you love, will not leave willingly; thus, will stay in the material world until she will find a way to bring back King Nightmare..." She pointed to the sword, "This sword...is filled with such good energy... therefore, you must plunge this weapon into the heart of the demon child controlling those human souls. The goodness of this blade will cause the evil soul to leave...and be back as to whence it came..."

Myotismon held the sword tightly in his hands. "The digidestined...all of them...are waiting for you, Lord Myotismon..." As the Queen spoke this, she seemed to be confused by something else, so she asked Myotismon, "Why did...you make an antidote?..." The vampire cocked his head at her slightly. "You had the children under your control, but...made a cure to it? I do not understand. Is it because...you might feel remorse for what you have done?" The vampire mumbled something, but no one could make it out.

"I think...the Lord has changed..." Wizardmon joked lightly, and nudged my gut teasingly. I gave a slight nod of assurance.

With that, the Queen used her heavenly powers to form a door in the room. "Go Lord Myotismon... Go and make the world right again. Everything will be as it was...if you get rid of the evil demon there..."

Myotismon did not speak a word after that, but very slowly proceeded to the door that would lead him back to Earth -- her Earth, to be precise. His eyes grew wide for a moment, thinking about his love. He turned back to her and watched her sleep quietly there. He knew...if he got rid of the demon, that Kyle would come back to her own body again. To be with her again...was all he wanted now; that...and be ruler of her Earth...

Not looking back once more, Myotismon opened the door, and walked through to the other side.

Making sure he didn't, or would want to come back, I waited for some time. When I was sure of him not coming back, I looked up to the Queen and asked meekly, "Why...did you not tell him on what would happen to the girl...if she should return to her own body?..."

The Queen sighed sadly and replied, "He...will find out...when he rescues her..." She turned back to Kyle and a tear rolled down Queen Dreamah's cheek. "Such a sad ending...to Myotismon's future discovery..."