Author's notes: After my account was deleted accidentally, I rewrote some parts of Dark Wing. There is another version, Dark Wing Type 2, that I'm writing that follows the anime more accurately. But for now, I'll focus on finishing the original Dark Wing since I want to wait and see what happens in the Japanese Tamer series. I'll upload the other chapters once I've finished double-checking them. Thanks for your patience.

Author's notes: After some consideration, I've decided to use the Japanese levels, since I'm already using the Japanese names, cards and attacks anyway. Therefore:

Digimon Levels:

Child : Rookie
Adult : Champion
Perfect : Ultimate
Ultimate: Mega



Digimon Tamers: Dark Wing

Battle in Downtown Shinjuku! Vamdemon's greeting!

Disclaimer: Digimon Tamers and related elements are registered trademarks of Toei, Bandai and their respective owners and are used without permission.



"Welcome back, Vamdemon," Devimon said, greeting the Perfect.

The vampiric Digimon acknowledged him with a smile. "Devimon, it's been some time..." he said.

Devimon bared his fangs in what passed as a smile. "Indeed it has!"

Vamdemon looked down at his hands. "I'm...a Perfect again?"

Devimon looked apologetic. "I would've tried to bring you back as Belial Vamdemon, but as it were, ImperialDramon's blast coupled with the power of the Chosen made it impossible. You're lucky to even exist!"

Vamdemon glanced at his fellow Dark Digimon. "What about my other Ultimate form?"

"That was my second choice," Devimon replied. "The items I would've needed to do so are lacking in this world. But enough pleasantries. Let me bring you up to speed."



Meanwhile...

Takato dragged himself into the kitchen, his hunger finally driving him out of his room. "It's about time, sleepyhead," his mother chided jokingly. "So slept through the whole morning!"

"Dad letting Jen and Juri into my room didn't help," the light brown-haired boy grumbled. "I was getting dressed!"

"You know your father," Mie told her son, smiling in understanding. "Always trying to get things done too fast."

"Yeah," Takato agreed, pouring himself a glass of milk before switching on the TV. "Pffhhhtt!" Milk squirted out of his nose and mouth as he caught sight of what was on the news.

"Takato!" Mie said, shocked. "How rude!"

"Sorry, Mom!" Takato apologised, making for the telephone. "Tamer Emergency!"


The Tamers had finally decided to attack Devimon's building and were sorting out their cards in preparation. "I still think we should wait for Takato," Lee said to Ruki.

"I know," the other Tamer replied. "But right now the cards are stacked in our favour. We've got to push our advantage while it lasts! Besides-" Ruki was interrupted in mid-sentence by her cellphone's ringing. "Hello?" she said, holding the phone up to her ear. "What?"

"What's wrong?" Juri asked.

Ruki cupped her hand around the reciever. "It's Takato."

"Takato? What's he calling you for?" Hirokazu asked, placing his cards into a cardholder on his belt.

Ruki waved at them to be quiet. Her face registered surprise when she heard what Takato had to say. "What?! A Digimon?"

Lee spoke up. "A Digimon? Where?"

"Okay," Ruki said, replying to something Takato said. "Don't worry, we'll take care of it." She snapped her phone shut before speaking to Lee. "A Digimon's rampaging through the city not far from here."

"Do you think Devimon's behind it?" Juri asked.

"No doubt," Leomon told her. "This might be some sort of diversion."

Lee nodded, his brow creased as he thought out loud. "Diversion or not, people are in trouble. Let's go!"



"Wretched humans..." Musyamon growled as he brought his sword down, slicing a car neatly in two as the driver screamed and ran for his life. "So soft...so weak..." Twirling his blade above his head, he dashed forward, slicing through a lampost and sending it crashing onto some newly-abandonded cars. "No courage, nor honour."

"Mama!" cried a little girl as she tripped and fell onto the ground.

Musyamon fixed the child with a cold glare as her mother ran up to her. "Pathetic." Raising his sword, the samurai leapt into the air, the sunlight glinting off the polished metal blade. "You're better off dead!" The sword flashed through the air, ready to slice both mother and child in half.

"Oh no you don't!" Hirokazu yelled, holding on to Guardromon's back as they arrived.

Guardromon extended his arms as two missles appeared from within his forearms. "Destruction Grenade!"

The missiles struck Musyamon as he dived down, knocking him off balance. Landing roughly on the ground, the samurai rolled to the side and leapt to his feet. "Who?"

Guardromon hovered protectively over the mother as she and her daughter got up. "Go!" ordered the mechanical Adult as the woman took her child's hand and ran. Raising his arms, he launched another Destruction Grenade at Musyamon, who sliced the missles as he charged forward. "Hirokazu, stay behind me!"

"No need to tell me that!" the boy replied, leaping off his friend's back so he wouldn't get in the way.

"Warning Laser!" Twin energy beams shot out of Guardromon's eyes, streaking towards the rapidly approaching Musyamon.

"Kh!" Musyamon ducked at the last moment, bringing his sword upwards in a powerful slash. Raising his arms, Guardromon blocked the slash, sparks flying as metal clashed.

"Fist of the Beast King!" Leomon roared as he appeared on the scene, knocking the warrior Digimon back a good distance. Landing in front of Guardromon, Leomon drew his sword and raised it. "Guardromon, are you alright?"

"Yeah," replied the brownish mechanical Digimon.

"About time you guys caught up!" Hirokazu complained as the other Tamers arrived.

"Well, who told you to run off like that?" Ruki retorted.

"Jen!" Terriermon gasped as he caught sight of their opponent. "That's..."

"Musyamon?!" Lee said, his eyes widening. "He was deleted!"

"And loaded!" Terriermon added.

"You..." Musyamon growled, seeing Lee and Terriermon. "You were the ones who vanquished me the last time!" The sword-wielding Digimon raised his blade. "This time...I will be victorious!"


"They're here!" Holsmon called down.

From their vantage point on top of the building, Ice Devimon smiled. "I can see that," he snapped. "Attack!"

With a roar, the Fallen Angel and the three armoured Digimon leapt down to engage their enemies.


"Look out!" Lee yelled as Ice Devimon strafed them. Holsmon flew by, allowing Digmon to jump off and tackle Leomon, the Beast Man Digimon only just avoiding the smaller Digimon's drills.


"Fire Rocket!" Fladramon yelled, covering himself in an aura of fire as he charged down at Renamon.

Seeing his kamikaze dive, Ruki thought quickly, drawing a card from her card-holder and sliding it through her D-Ark with no hesitation. "Card Slash!" she cried. "Yuki Agumon!"

"Frozen Wind!" Renamon put her hands together and sent a stream of ice-cold wind towards Fladramon.

"Forget it!" he yelled as the wind met his flaming shield, slowing him down. "When it's fire against ice, fire always wins!" As he spoke, he launched twin fireballs from his claws.

"Then I'll have to fight fire with fire!" Renamon somersaulted over his attacks and used her Fox Leaf Arrowhead attack. When Fladramon raised his gauntlets to block it, she landed by his side and kicked him into a nearby traffic light, sending it crashing down, reducing a parked van into a pile of twisted and buckled metal.

The surprised Digimon got to his feet, shook his head and whistled appreciatively. "What a woman!" He raised his gauntlets again. "This is going to be fun..."


"Get off me!" Holsmon yelled at Terriermon, who was hanging on to him for dear life.

"No way!" the smaller Digimon yelled back.

"I warned you! Tempest Wing!" The armoured Digimon began spinning, and Terriermon felt his grip slipping.

"Oh no you don't! Blazing Fire!" Firing at point blank range, he managed to stun Holsmon and they crashed into the ground. In seconds, both of them were back on their feet and facing each other again.


"Stand still!" Digmon yelled at Guilmon and Impmon as he launched barrage after barrage of drills. The dragon-like Digimon and his sometimes ally kept their distance, looking for a weak spot in their opponent's defense.


"Coward!" Leomon roared as his sword clashed against Musyamon's. "Attacking children? Have you no honour?"

"Who are you to talk about honour?" Musyamon retorted. "At least I don't kneel to humans!"

"The humans I know have far more courage and honour than you!" Leomon countered, kicking Musyamon in the side and hurling him into a wall.


"Frost Claw!" His hand burning with extreme cold, Ice Devimon attacked Guardromon, who did his best to stay out of the way.

Hirokazu yelled at his partner, encouraging the mechanical Digimon. "Keep out of his way, Guardromon!"

"What do you think I'm trying to do?!" Guardromon called back as he ducked under Ice Devimon's arm.


"Marine Angemon!" Kenta said. "Go get them!"

"Pi..." Blinking, Kenta looked into his shirt pocket.

"MARINE ANGEMON!" Kenta wailed, seeing the small pink Ultimate snoozing peacefully.



"Intruiging," Vamdemon said to Devimon as he watched the battle on a giant Black Gear.

Devimon agreed. "Isn't it?" He waved his hands, summoning another Black Gear. "These Tamers are different from the Chosen we battled," the Dark Digimon said, his eyes skimming the data being displayed by the Gear. "They do not seem to require the power of Crests or Digimentals to evolve." He looked up at Vamdemon, who was slightly taller than he was. "In fact, according to what data I have gleaned from my previous engagements, Renamon is capable of defeating Adults without resorting to evolution."

Vamdemon turned to Devimon, interest showing on his face despite his mask. "Is that so?" He stroked his chin thoughtfully as he looked at the screen again. "Then she would make a valuable servant."

"I had her under my control briefly," Devimon told him. "But her spirit was so strong I could only use her as a distraction while I withdrew."

Vamdemon smiled, his fangs glittering in the flickering torch light. "Then I will break her."

"You failed to break Tailmon's spirit," Devimon pointed out. "What makes you think you can tame Renamon?"

"You'll see."


Takato hurried as fast as he could to the scene of the battle, stopping every once in awhile to catch his breath. "Everyone..." he panted. "I'm coming!"



"You revived Vamdemon?" Piemon said in disbelief.

"Is that a problem?" Devimon asked casually.

"Are you mad?" growled a gigantic black and blue Perfect. A diving valve was visible on his chest, and four massive tentacles were on his back. "He'd never agree to release us!"

"Do not worry, Marine Devimon," Devimon assured the other Dark Digimon. "I have it all planned."

"I hope so," Demon said ominously. "For your sake."



Ruki, Juri and the other Tamers watched as the battle continued, their partners being pushed back. "Jen!" Ruki said, signaling to the boy.

"Okay!" he replied.

"Card Slash!" they yelled in unision. "Super Evolution Plug-In S!"

"Terriermon, evolve!" The small floppy-eared Digimon twirled in mid-air, his data reformatting into his larger more humanoid form. Twin gun-like weapons appeared and fixed themselves to the end of his arms. Reaching out with one gun-arm, the evolving Digimon grasped a bandolier using the claw-like appendage at the end of the gun. Flipping it, he let the bandolier encircle his body, the buckle snapping shut.

"Renamon, evolve!"

As Renamon leapt into the air and was encased in light that signalled her evolution, Fladramon took aim. "No, you don't!" A red glow appeared in his clawed gauntlets as he prepare to launch a Knuckle Fire. Suddenly, a piercing pain lanced through his head. "Uuurgh!" he gasped, the glow fading as he clutched his head. "W-what...Daisuke?! Argh!" His eyes flashed for a moment, before fading once more. "What...was that?"

"Galgomon!" Landing, the gun-totting Adult opened fire, forcing Holsmon to twist and swerve to avoid being hit.

Renamon's 'skin' peeled off, revealing a wire-frame figure underneath, which fell to all fours as her tail split into nine. The evolved Digimon burst out of the light that hid her transformation from view, a ying-yang symbol visible on her forehead and a striped red-and-white bell rope draped around her neck, tied in a bow and ending with two bells at the ends. "Kyuubimon!"

"Huh?" Fladramon looked up, just in time to be tackled by the newly-evolved Kyuubimon, who kicked off him and landed closeby, her tails swirling around her. "Khhh..." Fladramon cursed as he rose to his feet to renew his battle with Renamon.


Hirokazu cheered as Galgomon and Kyuubimon began turning the tide of the battle. "Alright!" he crowed, grabbing Kenta's hand and spinning him. "We've got them now!"

"What's that?" Juri suddenly blurted out, pointing at something in the sky that seemed to be headed in their direction.

Kenta strained his eyes as he tried to make out what Juri was pointing at. "I can't make it out! It looks like..."



"Bloody Stream!" roared Vamdemon, bombarding everyone in sight. Bolts of bright red energy made the ground erupt with huge explosions. Kenta raised his arms to shield himself from the debris.

"That's...Vamdemon?!" he gasped. "Not him too!"

"Just what we need..." Hirokazu groaned as the vampire landed.



"Who are you?" demanded Ice Devimon as Vamdemon landed nearby.

"I am Vamdemon." Straightening himself, the aristocratic vampire looked haughtily at the Tamers.

"Devimon sent you?" Ice Devimon asked.

Vamdemon snorted with disgust. "I was sent by no one. I CHOSE to be here. NEVER," he snarled, clutching Ice Devimon's neck and holding him up in a choke hold, "make the mistake of assuming I can ever be commanded." Dropping the Adult, Vamdemon turned to the Tamers. "Well, well, well," the Dark Aristocrat laughed. "So you are the Tamers, eh? You're even more puny in person!"

"I'm getting tired of people underestimating us!" Lee snarled.

"Oh," Vamdemon taunted, smirking. "The little puppy can bark." The smirk widened into a vicious smile. "Let's see if its bite lives up to its bark!" Spreading his arms and throwing his cape back, the lordly Perfect called out to the Tamers. "Consider this my greeting! NIGHT RAID!"



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