Wira Digital

by Alforce Zero

The story of the Malaysian Digidestined, chosen by an ancient warrior to wield his mystical DigiSpheres to combat the forces of evil that transpired in the Digital World.

52. Demonic Uprising

Strong winds rushed past the armored figure as she opened her eyes, revealing a pair of ethereally blue eyes. 'There was it again! That face…who is he?'

Ophanimon slowly steadied her breaths and closed her eyes, trying to resume her interrupted meditation by the waterfalls not far from the Forest Sanctum. She was alone; Lalamon and Lopmon were both with TobuCatmon at the sanctum. The sounds of the waterfall was the only thing she was hearing, and it didn't bother her – back at the Lost Mountain she used to spend almost every late afternoon meditating by its waterfall. It gave her peace, and she was glad to find a home in the Forest Sanctum now, for it reminded her of the tranquility of the mountain where she had resided for hundreds of years.

However, for the past one week something seemed to bother her. She couldn't fathom what it was; the image of a boy just appeared in her mind. At first it only appeared in her dreams, and Ophanimon could shake it off simply because she often saw the DigiWira ever since she had made a home at the Forest Sanctum. He appeared merely as a glimpse; Ophanimon could not make out his appearance then. However, for the past one week the boy appeared in her mind almost every day, and day by day his profiles became clearer for her to take in. She hadn't met any other humans other than the five DigiWira and the two female friends of theirs, but the boy was not one of them. When she thought of it, the boy could be said to resemble Adam in a way, but that was simply because he was far too different from the other two DigiWira boys, JD and Manny. The boy had dark hair, similar to Adam, rather than JD's dirty blonde hair or Manny's dark russet hair. The eyes were warm brown, but there was no resemblance to that from any three boys. He appeared however to be of their age, perhaps slightly older than Adam but no older than JD.

Truth be told, it was disturbing her. Not because she was dreaming of the boy, but the mere fact that she was having this feeling, as if she should know of him.

But she didn't. She hadn't even been to the human's world before. There was no way she had seen this boy before.

Sighing, she closed her eyes, trying to push away the boy's image from her mind. Her breaths eased and Ophanimon began to relax, before suddenly a wave of emotions so strong invaded her that she gasped loudly, her eyes fluttered open again. There was the boy again. But then…two other images appeared. One male, one female. The female was older than the male, who was having his back facing Ophanimon's view. The woman looked like she was in a desperate situation, her pretty face etched with worry. And then the boy turned his head to look at Ophanimon, and she gasped.

This boy, she recognized so well. Dark hair, light peach skin, storm gray eyes…

"Milady! Lady Ophanimon!"

Lalamon and Lopmon sailed past some trees, sounding panicked as they called out for her name. She sighed again; it appeared that she wouldn't be able to complete her meditation this day.

"What is the matter?" she inquired, as the two Rookies, formerly Rosemon and D'Arcmon, landed on their feet before her. Well, Lopmon did anyway, Lalamon was hovering an inch over the soil.

"The DigiWira!" Lalamon exclaimed breathlessly. "The Puaka Generals! They've returned, milady!"

"What?" Ophanimon was shocked; hadn't the Wira Digital destroyed the Puaka Generals? Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed her helmet and wore it, letting it cover her face as all other angels had. She pulled her shield from the tree where she had left it, and picked up her javelin which had been laid beside the shield. Then she stood up, and brushed the dirt off her skirt.

She needed this distraction, and the Wira Digital would need her help. Besides, this would keep her mind off from that mysterious boy, at least, for the time being.

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It was not unusual for traffic jams to happen at the roads leading to and from Kuala Lumpur, but seldom had the nation seen the roads to be this congested. The roads leading to Kuala Lumpur was especially packed with vehicles, all at a near stasis, while the roads from Kuala Lumpur had vehicles moving at a steady slow pace. Policemen announced via megaphones that the roads to the nation's capital were currently blocked, due to a battle taking place at the park of Kuala Lumpur City Center. For everyone's safety, it was announced that until the Wira Digital managed to take care of the current threats, everybody was advised to steer away from the metropolitan that Saturday evening. The Twin Towers were visible from the roads, and people all stepped out from their vehicles to witness as flashes of light seen coming from the park before the towers, wondering what was going on. Helicopters hovered over the roads; the television and radio networks were currently making live reports of the situation.

All of a sudden, there was excited cries and murmurs heard from the people, as from a distance, seemingly coming from the town of Subang Jaya, specks of gold, pink and blue were seen streaking out at an amazing pace. The specks grew clearer and the people went wild upon seeing Xianamon, Puspamon and Samudramon flying at top speed towards the Twin Towers – Xianamon and Puspamon were both flight capable, and Samudramon generated waters to propel him, thus giving him a similar 'flight' capability. The only downside of this method was that he would leave a trail of drenched peoples, vehicles and roads as he streaked over them, careful not to let the water destroy vehicles or drown the people. Every now and then, he would apologize to the crowd, but most of them seemed not to mind at all, despite ending up soaking wet.

"Where were you?" Xianamon asked Samudramon as they crossed a fly-over. "I have been trying to get a hold on you three times, not counting the one you have responded."

"Sorry about that," Samudramon said, his voice sounded somewhat exhausted. "It's just…something I needed to do."

Puspamon watched the exchange silently, not offering her input. Gayathri had gone to Manny's house to get a hold of her boyfriend when her calls went unanswered, but according to Debbie Manny had always been in his room. Yet when they went into Manny's room, the boy was not there and his computer was left on. Gayathri suspected immediately that Manny had gone to the Digital World, but she didn't know why. Manny then appeared out of the computer with Penguinmon, looking somewhat drenched and tired, but otherwise in perfect health. Gayathri had then informed Manny about the latest emergency on television, thinking that she could get her boyfriend to tell her why he was at the Digital World later.

The three Wira Digital crossed past a big screen stationed somewhere along the roads, where a familiar anchorwoman was delivering her report on the current situation. Rita Kaur seemed to be dangerously close to the park, for the cameraman was able to capture the battle at a seemingly close range. They were shocked to see that their new enemies were in fact, old ones. Mephistomon and Phelesmon seemed to have been brought back from the dead. They paid no heed to the anchorwoman, who was mentioning that this was a battle between angels and demons, and quickly increased their speed.

"I'm going to use my super speed to get ahead!" Puspamon blasted off with her amazing speed, leaving trails of pink sparkles behind her. Xianamon and Samudramon trailed her with their regular pace.

The fairy speeded towards the towers and saw that a distance away, over the Light Railway Transit railways, a burning meteor was streaking over it at an amazing velocity. She was actually struggling to catch up with it, but once she was close enough she could see clearly within the meteor was a human magma. Satriamon cocked his head towards her and the ever familiar smirk crossed his magma-fied face. No words were exchanged; only an affirmative nod from Satriamon and a gesture towards the Twin Towers, and the two Wira Digital sped towards the battlefield, intent on getting there as soon as possible. If Aldiyamon was facing the Puaka Generals again, then he would need all the help he could get.

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WIRA DIGITAL

Chapter 52 – Demonic Uprising

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"Angewomon…"

"MagnaAngemon…"

"…DNA Digivolve to…."

The two motes of silver coalesced with each other as they slammed towards the surprised Puaka Generals. The blows were surprisingly forceful; it had caused Mephistomon to let go of Alisha and Abu, and in swirls of white orbs of light the two adults were teleported away, reappearing behind the kneeling Aldiyamon. Abu quickly scooped Alisha up in his arms; the latter was not able to walk yet. Aldiyamon exhaled softly in relief, but he then saw swirls of light above the two adults, before it changed into two devices, colored mainly silver, with one having lavender accents and the other pink.

"Those are Digivices!" Aldiyamon gasped, as the devices landed gently on Alisha's hands – Abu had his hands full cradling her. The devices were somewhat different than the DigiWira's Juara Digivices though, but closely resembled the usual D3 Digivices with some mild pattern differences – there was a small black button located beside the LCD screen. Aldiyamon realized then that these must be the new upgraded D4 Digivices that Jackie had told them about. 'Can it be…Kak Lisha and Abang Abu…they're DigiWira too?'

Alisha and Abu did not know what to make out of the D4 Digivices' appearances. For Alisha she was familiar with the Digivice, having seen her brother's Digivice a few times. But for Abu this was a totally new experience for him, and it was mind-boggling, to say the least; he still had enough trouble trying to adjust of the facts that Aldiyamon was actually Adam and Patamon and that somehow Salamon and Gatomon had managed to digivolve into two heavenly beings akin to Aldiyamon.

The two devices were shining as the Puaka Generals' screams were heard – the orbs of light were forcing them farther and farther away from Aldiyamon and the two adults before they soared towards the sky side by side, gradually joining into one. Then a burst of light exploded in the air and for a while everyone was blinded by it, before a swooshing noise, similar to how Aldiyamon produced when he stretched his wings the widest ensued, followed closely by the sounds of metal rustling against each other. A big humanoid shadow appeared within the bright lights, and as the lights subsided the profiles of the merged form of the Saintly Siblings became clearer.

"Oh my God…" Alisha gasped in surprise, once the lights subsided and the resulted mergence between the Saintly Siblings could be seen.

"Magnificent," Abu breathed out, his eyes widened in awe. The figure he was now seeing was more impressive than Aldiyamon, MagnaAngemon or Angewomon, towering over the shocked Puaka Generals greatly at approximately 10-foot tall.

Steel seemed to be the choice of armory for this angelic saint, who clearly was a male. The feathers of his single pair of wings were long, blade-shaped and sharp, all of them made out of glistening steel. The plate armor he wore over his torso was also made out of steel, contoured to perfection for his body. Black leather belts wrapped around the lower half of his abdomen with the buckles lining the center, the same was true for his bulging arms, although his forearms were left protected with only a thin layer of armor. The pair of pants of his choice was baggy, light gray, almost silver in color from the way it reflected the light. Royal cerulean cloth hanging down over the pants both in front and back, which was the same shade as his spiked hair which escaped the back of the steel helmet he wore, covering his face as much as any other angel Digimon, leaving only the lower half of his face visible. A horn-shaped blade topped the helmet, and below it a narrow slit was patented, seemingly for visual purposes.

"…GuardiAngemon!" The steel saint exclaimed his name, his voice dual-like with the glossy womanly voice of Angewomon's and the nobleness and kindness from MagnaAngemon's.

Silence prevailed momentarily, and Aldiyamon, Alisha and Abu watched with anticipation as GuardiAngemon and the Puaka Generals stared towards each other. From the looks of it, GuardiAngemon looked like he would emerge as the victor of the battle, simply because he was a Mega Digimon, and that he now was looming over the Puaka Generals.

Nobody expected that, out of all things, the Puaka Generals would laugh. Their laughs emanated all around the now-deserted KLCC grounds, echoing against the tall skyscrapers which lined the edges of the park. The sun was setting at the horizon and darkness began to prevail, and eerily enough the darkness seemed to becoming more and more apparent with every second passing. The swiftness of the switching was unfeasible to the mind.

"So you've become a Mega," Mephistomon said finally. There was no indication that he was disturbed with his enemies advancing into the Mega level. Instead, he looked as if he didn't care. His eyes glinted as he looked up, unimpressed made very plain from his eyes, proved only by his next two words. "So what?"

"You're not the only Digimon around here that can attain Mega form," Phelesmon said, his voice spiteful.

GuardiAngemon snorted. "I know of your trickeries. Go ahead, DNA Digivolve into Gulfmon if you must."

Once again the Puaka Generals chortled, as if what GuardiAngemon had just said was extremely funny. The dark aura which was resonating from their body suddenly rippled around them, forming swirls of black, gray and dark purple around the two demons before slowly they began to become bigger and bigger, and much to everyone's surprise they surpassed GuardiAngemon's height, and did not stop there.

"We have no plans to become that cumbersome centaur anymore," Mephistomon boomed, his voice echoed all around the park. Thunders clashed at the sky, increasing the forbiddingness aura of the situation.

"That Mega form was flawed, which was precisely why those five brats were able to beat us before," Phelesmon said with a glower.

Mephistomon simpered. "You should have finished us when you have the chance…but now, you won't be able to. Mephistomon… Dark Mega Digivolve to…!"

"Phelesmon… Dark Mega Digivolve to…!"

"What?" Aldiyamon gasped, his surprised reaction mirrored GuardiAngemon's. His heart thumped wildly again; for the briefest of moment he had thought that they would win against the Puaka Generals, but now the Puaka Generals had unveiled what they were having in mind. They were stronger than before in their regular forms; Aldiyamon hated to think how they would be when they were both Megas. The temperature around them grew cooler and unholy green thunderbolts struck the ground behind the Puaka Generals, illuminating briefly their transformations.

Mephistomon's body swelled as the hairs on his body and extremities died away, revealing smooth muscular torso, arms and legs underneath, all the color of the darkest mud. A scarlet bat-like pattern was tattooed over his bulging chest as three pairs of leathery, demonic wings expanded from his former single pair of wings; the inner sides were violet while the outer parts were similar to the rest of his body. His ivory goat-like face transformed into a cross of a demon and a bull, and his horns curved up and elongated backwards all the way to the small of his back. His eyes were void of pupils, both the insane shade of red, as he extended his arms forward, when copper-colored gauntlets appeared over his massive paws and chains wrapped around his elbow joints, shoulders and right thigh before going through the inner edges of his wings, joining all three pairs together without actually constricting their movements. With a deep growl the chains blazed with unholy green flames as a pair of brown belts buckled over his left thigh. Then with a sinister growl he looked directly towards his surprised foes, taking deep pleasure in announcing his new name, "…Belphemon!"

Phelesmon spun around twice as he threw his pitchfork up. The pitchfork sailed towards the sky before turning downwards, with its three-pointed tips blasting crimson lightning over its master. Instantly Phelesmon morphed; dark burgundy hairs sprouted out from his thick arms, body and thighs as his face, sinisterly demonic before, turned even more gruesome, looking like a cross between a demon, a skull and an ape all at the same time. His eyes became the cruelest shade of blue, and this was also reflected by his horns which elongated upwards, adorned with dark stripes. His black hair grew twice as long and was spiked as they grew down his spine and all over his back. His scarlet wings became tattered as with a forceful flap they turned dark purple with black outer linings. His forearms and lower legs were skeletal thin and a sickly cyanotic shade of gray. Using his claws this demonic being tore off the hairs from his chest, revealing smooth pale chest with orange pattern of fire at the sternum radiating towards the chests. Copper belt was clasped around his waist before he let out an earsplitting roar, revealing his demonic name, "…Daemon!"

Underneath his steel helmet, GuardiAngemon was shocked. He had not expected the Puaka Generals to be able to advance into proper Mega forms. He realized that even before battling, he was already outclassed. But that did not mean that he would be giving up without a fight. With a low growl, he stretched his arms wide, and with a golden burst of light his forearms were transformed into heavy silver blades made out of Chrome-Digizoid. Soaring upwards he raised one bladed arm backwards and upwards while the other pointed forward. A burst of golden light emanated from his body, forming a cross of power.

"Heaven's Ripper!" GuardiAngemon shouted boldly, and the cross of light plummeted towards the Puaka Generals, while at the same time his bladed wings unleashed hundreds of sharp steel projectiles to go with the golden cross, further adding to the potency of the attack.

Daemon snorted, and launched his claws up. "Flame Inferno!" A burst of red and black flames sprayed out from his claws, and slammed upon GuardiAngemon's golden cross. After just a brief moment of resistance from the golden cross, the unholy flames drowned it before the flames evaporated into data particles. But the stream of blade projectiles remained and they zoomed towards the Puaka Generals.

Seeing this, Belphemon chuckled and with a wave of his paw, he willed the chains that were wrapped around his arms to streak towards the incoming blade projectiles. "Lampranthus," he said calmly, and with precise movements the chains snapped the projectiles, destroying them before they could reach him and his demonic brethren. The chains continued to snake towards GuardiAngemon, but the steel saint retaliated by cutting off the chains with his invincible blades. "Interesting," Belphemon commented, his voice remained silky as it had sounded when he was Mephistomon. "I shall have to do better. Lampranthus!" Using the same chain attacks again Belphemon attempted to overwhelm GuardiAngemon.

"Holy Espada!"

GuardiAngemon joined his two bladed arms together and with a flash of golden light the blades became a heavy sword and GuardiAngemon's hands and forearms returned. Grasping the heavy sword with two hands and with a battle roar GuardiAngemon slammed the Holy Espada upon the incoming chains, cutting them off with relative ease. But more chains erupted towards him; the shocked GuardiAngemon realized that Belphemon's chains had the ability to self-regenerate. He destroyed the chains with the blades, but Belphemon did not seem to be perturbed – the bull demon merely sent out more chains to overwhelm him from many sides. Distracted by the incoming chains GuardiAngemon was not quick enough to avoid one chain which had successfully wrapped around his sword, and struggled to resist Belphemon who was attempting to tug the sword away from him.

"Final Purification!"

A silver wave of lights slammed upon the offending chains, destroying them a fraction of a second later. GuardiAngemon looked beside him and saw that Aldiyamon had rejoined the battle, despite looking somewhat tired still. The smaller angel gave GuardiAngemon a slight nod before he froze momentarily; Belphemon and Daemon were both looming upon them, and their shadows drowned them of lights despite the pristine silver hues radiating from the both of them. Aldiyamon charged up his sword and released a blazing white firebird towards the Puaka Generals but it was thoroughly overwhelmed by Daemon's flames. Refusing to give up Aldiyamon released another blast of Final Purification while GuardiAngemon followed with another Heaven's Ripper, the two waves of holy energies coalesced and charged upon the Puaka Generals, and successfully pushed them back a bit, before to their surprise the Puaka Generals laughed.

"Play time's over," Belphemon said, and opened his snout. A concentrated ball of energy was formed inside of it, and without hesitating he released it towards the two angels. Aldiyamon teleported away along with GuardiAngemon and the energy ball struck the ground, blowing up the playgrounds, the nearby fountains and most of the trees and walkways. The angels reappeared, horrified, and at their moment of surprise Belphemon struck again by releasing waves of ultrasonic scream which blasted both angels away.

"I'm loving this," Daemon chortled and unleashed torrents of dark flames all over the ground, burning everything in sight.

"Stop it!" Aldiyamon screamed, teleporting away an energy ball released by Belphemon before attempting to purify it. Belphemon however took this brief moment where Aldiyamon was concentrating his power and lambasted him with his regenerated chains, causing Aldiyamon to lost control over the sphere. The sphere connected with a nearby building, a hotel, and to Aldiyamon's horror a portion of the hotel was blown up by the attack. Shrieks were heard and the debris from the explosion seemed to have caused more destruction, but Aldiyamon could not see what was happening. He however had a pretty good idea; crazed vehicle alarm sounds blared from the distance, coming from the destroyed hotel. "Stop it now! Final Purification!"

"Why stop now?" Belphemon mocked, and with his chains he destroyed the remaining portion of the once-grandiose hotel which had stood proud beside the Twin Towers while at the same time countering Aldiyamon's attack with ease. He glanced sideways and smirked; Daemon and GuardiAngemon looked to be evenly matched, but he could see that GuardiAngemon was giving all he had while Daemon simply looked like he was bored, countering the steel saint's attack while at the same time burning everything which still remained intact. Daemon's dark flames had spread rapidly to all over the park, smokes rose towards the sky. Then he looked at Aldiyamon, and smirked, his red eyes shifted towards the Twin Towers as a nasty grin spread on his face. "Ah, the proud hallmark of this nation. If I destroy this…"

"Jelita Shocker!"

"Dragonforce Striker!"

Belphemon hadn't seen them coming; the two streaks of pink and fiery red appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Before he knew it he was showered with dozens of energy tulips which orbited him once before they all bloomed and shot jets of warm magenta lasers all over his body. He remembered this attack belonging to another Wira Digital, and while it was powerful it could no longer harm him much. Then from the back he was struck by a burning weapon which ignited flames on his wings, and with it being a physical attack Belphemon could actually sense the burning pain from the strike – which made him annoyed. Snorting, he wielded his chains and slapped the intruders, watching with glee as Satriamon and Puspamon fell onto the ground.

"Ah…more pests," he grinned wildly, and raised one foot, attempting to stomp the two Wira Digital. Yet, somewhat expectedly Belphemon watched as the two vanished in swirls of light orbs and reappeared close to Aldiyamon. He chuckled and stomped the ground anyway, generating a temporary rumble around the park.

"You guys came," Aldiyamon said gratefully.

"Mom, Dad and me got stuck in the traffic jam and we saw the news. I came as soon as I could," Satriamon replied, nodding his thanks towards his cousin. His eyes darted towards Belphemon, Daemon and GuardiAngemon, pausing at the angel before turning back to Aldiyamon. "Who's your friend?" he asked.

"GuardiAngemon…he's Salamon and Gatomon, DNA Digivolved, Mega form," Aldiyamon answered quickly, and saw Satriamon blink in surprise. "No time to explain. Xianamon and Samudramon…are they…?"

"They're on their way," Puspamon said affirmatively as she looked somewhat perturbed by the demons. "Who are they? The bull and the monkey demons…I thought you were fighting the Puaka Generals? It was all over the news."

"They are the Puaka Generals, in their Mega forms," Aldiyamon said with gritted teeth. His fellow Wira Digital gasped in surprise.

"Sons of the bitches…" Satriamon muttered. "If they've digivolved then it's gonna take all of our newest attacks. Give me your sword."

Without question, Aldiyamon handed Satriamon the Heavenstar Gladius and watched as with a roar the dragon man charged towards Belphemon. The sword burst with flames and Satriamon assumed his magma form to get close to Belphemon. Belphemon was going to strike Satriamon with one massive paw, but the paw was diverted by Puspamon's Hibiscus Hurricane, which gave Satriamon the opportunity to be propelled to even greater heights, with his fires ignited even more from the winds. He slashed Belphemon's shoulder using the Firestorm Slasher, but other than inflicting a bright bleeding red scar the attack seemed to be ineffective. Belphemon roared with laughter before slamming his gauntlet upon Satriamon, who quickly countered it with his own Dragonforce Striker. A deafening clang ensued and Satriamon was thrown away by the sheer force of Belphemon's strike.

Puspamon gasped upon seeing Satriamon, physically the strongest out of all five Wira Digital, got beaten by Belphemon so easily. "If hard attacks won't work against him, then perhaps soft ones will," she decided, and flew towards Belphemon's eye level. "Look at me, Toro," she said, and once she had the demon's attention Puspamon instantly launched the Dream Rose Mirage, generating psychic images of a massive black rose with thorny vines which snaked towards Belphemon, wrapping around his neck and arm…

"Simple witchery tricks won't work on me, little girl!" Belphemon exclaimed, and opened his snout. "But for your effort, here, have a Gift of Darkness!"

A stream of magenta energy beam was unleashed from Belphemon's mouth, point-blanc towards Puspamon who froze in fear. However, all of a sudden the stream of energy froze in midair right before it could devour the pretty fairy, and a stream of golden and indigo energy waves along with shards of diamond projectiles destroyed the frozen attack. Looking up, Puspamon saw Xianamon swooping down from the sky, waving her feather duster which soon released hundreds of poisonous jade needles upon Belphemon's face. Some of the needles pierced Belphemon's right eye, and the bull demon screamed in mad frenzy. In retaliation, Belphemon shot energy orbs from his mouth haphazardly in all directions, not caring whether he would hit his foes or not. Several buildings were blasted by the orbs and exploded into data particles, but Belphemon was stopped when azure lightning bolts streaked down from the sky, electrocuting him – the copper gauntlets he was wearing further added to the severity of the attack, and rains showered upon him, slow at first before becoming a rainstorm, followed by lightning. From the distance Samudramon could be seen, manipulating both his Cosmic Thunderstrike and Divine Rain at the same time, to weaken and electrocute Belphemon – two effective ways of sapping out the power from Belphemon. This was a combo Samudramon had never demonstrated before, and it looked very strong for Belphemon was shrieking due to the merged techniques.

"Good!" GuardiAngemon announced as he battled Daemon. "Wira Digital, band together and bring Belphemon down! Leave Daemon to me!"

"Don't look down on me!" Daemon snorted and clawed GuardiAngemon severely on the chest. "I've more power than you could have ever imagined! Chaos Flare!"

A corona of black fire was formed in front of Daemon, before it unleashed a massive torrent of dark flames upon GuardiAngemon. GuardiAngemon attempted to counter the dark flames by summoning his Heaven's Ripper. For a moment there seemed to be a stalemate between the dark and light Digimon. It was a battle of sheer strength between Daemon and GuardiAngemon, and they looked to be at equal prowess. But soon the superior fighter became apparent; his sheer size vastly providing him with more physical strength, Daemon manipulated it to his advantage and with a loud grunt he pushed forward. The raging black flames roared with ferocity as they blazed even bigger than before, licking the hands of the one who tried to stop them. GuardiAngemon's attack died down as the flames coiled around him, and with a loud gloating laughter, Daemon attacked again, with another Chaos Flare, watching as the flames slammed upon GuardiAngemon even before the earlier flames were gone, and snickered when the angel screamed loudly in agony; the steel armor the angel wore grew hotter and hotter, it practically reddened due to the heat and Daemon knew that his flames were hotter than any other flames.

Then, as the cries from GuardiAngemon intensified his body let out a silver glow, and he separated back into MagnaAngemon and Angewomon. Daemon grinned sadistically and ceased fire, eyeing the fallen forms of the Saintly Siblings before from his eyes two beams of black lasers shot out towards the angels. The beams pierced through both angels' shoulders, and Daemon relished in hearing them screaming in pain. Their screams invigorated him; Daemon however didn't need to be invigorated any more for he was powerful enough as he was now. He held out both arms, ready to deliver the finishing blow which would destroy the Saintly Siblings once and for all.

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"Such power," Astamon said with wonder as he observed the battle; the scene projected by Mystimon. "Their Mega levels are really powerful."

The five other Darkshadow Brethren generals were now watching the battle from the safety of their haven, with aid from Mystimon's crystal ball. The Puaka Generals had insisted that they would take care of this battle themselves, and with the added power given by Lucemon's Obsidian Gem they had no doubt that they would be able to beat the Wira Digital.

"Belphemon and Daemon…" Persiamon considered, one finger held below her chin with the arm resting on the other which was pressed against her body. "I've heard of them," she said finally, after several seconds of reckoning, and shot Lucemon a look. "Aren't they two out of Seven Evils?" Despite her tone, the smirk she flashed the Hellion General indicated that it wasn't a question; more like a statement taken from the mind.

"And judging by the fact that there are five of us…" Shawujinmon looked around him, considering their numbers. "It seems to me that we're going to become the other five."

When Lucemon used the Obsidian Gem to supercharge their powers, they only knew that they were given the ability to Mega Digivolve. What forms they would take upon, none except for Lucemon seemed to know, and upon witnessing the forms the Puaka Generals had taken understanding dawned upon them. Needless to say, they were astounded.

Doumon looked at Lucemon, who was smiling with satisfaction. "Of course, Lucemon has had it all planned out," the Shaman General said with a forced calm aura, whereas in actuality he was refraining from showing the surprise he now was having. The Hellion General might be able to read his mind, but Doumon had no desire to show the other generals that he too was flustered with the situation.

Lucemon grinned at his brethrens. "Precisely. It's a plan three hundred years in the making," he answered, his tone boastful. "I actually planned for us to digivolve during that great battle, if it weren't for the Puaka Generals to diverge from us when they've attained that Gulfmon form of theirs. I had considered both Karatenmon and Lilamon to fill in their places, but had not the chance when Lilamon became the first general imprisoned by Grademon. Karatenmon soon followed, and my plan was put to a halt."

"I must ask though, how did you unlock the powers of the Seven Evils for us to use?" Doumon inquired. "As far as I know, all the Seven Evils were deleted in that great ancient battle hundreds of centuries ago, back during the days where the four Guardian Beasts were said to be young. They themselves couldn't counter the Seven Evils, but with the help of the Grand Angels, the Royal Knights and the Olympus Twelve they were able to take down the Seven Evils."

"Simple," Lucemon stated, pausing slightly for dramatic effect. Seeing four of eyes boring upon him as well as catching glimpses of what their minds were saying, Lucemon chuckled, "But first, let me tell you that the name Seven Evils were the name the Guardian Beasts coined to soften the effect the actual name had upon the populace of the Digital World. It was said that these seven Digimon were so treacherously evil than even speaking their names had been a taboo. Thus, instead of the Seven Great Demon Lords, they were known only by the degrading name the Seven Evils. And as for your question," Lucemon nodded towards Doumon, his smile grew, as if he could not wait to reveal the information, yet at the same time wanting to refrain it for just another moment, simply because he was enjoying the eager looks on his comrades no matter how hard they tried to conceal it. Finally he relented and continued, "It takes one particular Demon Lord to unlock the Digivolution for the other Demon Lords."

"What?" Persiamon said, jerking an eyebrow up in confusion. "I don't understand. I know you're a Demon Lord type, but what you've just said… I don't."

"Not just a Demon Lord," Lucemon said, gesturing to his chest, "a Great Demon Lord type. There are others who belonged to the Demon Lord groups, but only seven are hailed as the Great Demon Lords. It was said that during the ancient battle, a Lucemon not only belonged to the Seven Great Demon Lords, but he also led the team despite being only an Ultimate Digimon. Thus a Lucemon is required to unlock the Digivolution of another six Great Demon Lords; this fact I have been made known three hundred years ago by the Master SkullSatamon. He suggested for me to assemble all of you into a team of seven and told me of my potential." He stopped, his ice blue eyes observing his fellow brethren one by one. "Do you see the connection now? Seven Great Demon Lords, seven Darkshadow Brethren generals."

There was an awed silence succeeding Lucemon's revelation; the four others were astounded upon learning that they had the ability to take the form of the greatest evils ever known to the Digital World several hundred millennia ago. It was simply unfathomable, and they now had a renewed respect for their master, whom according to Lucemon, had thought about all these.

"So, since you're a Lucemon, that means you have the ability to make us Mega Digivolve into the other six Demon Lords?" Persiamon asked, for clarification.

"Naturally," Lucemon replied.

"Whoa…Are you the same Lucemon that led the Seven Evils…oh, what the hell…the Seven Great Demon Lords?" Astamon asked.

"I'd love to say yes, but no, I am not Lucemon of Pride. I am just a Lucemon, but it seems to me that all Lucemon are blessed with powers rivaling Mega Digimon," Lucemon stated.

"Yet you were beaten by the Wira Digital and their human friends," Shawujinmon muttered. The other Darkshadows looked at him, but not due to the audacity of his remark towards the Hellion General. They thought that the Kappa General sounded rather tired, which was strange. All the marine Digimon did was going off for a moment, but he returned somewhat frazzled, as if he had been attacked. Yet Shawujinmon did not say anything, and everybody else was more interested in the Puaka Generals' newest forms.

"Ah, but the Wira Digital were only extraordinarily powerful with those Legendary Blades evoked from the powers of their snotty friends from that era," Lucemon said, shooting the marine Digimon an irritated look, for he hated to be reminded of his sound defeat. Nevertheless, he took great pride of knowing that it took the power of five Wira Digital combined with their friends from the past to create a force strong enough to defeat him. It was a special occurrence for the Wira Digital, not their own effort. "With those sabers their powers have been temporarily elevated to rival Megas, and with five of them attacking together I'd say that any of you would have been destroyed there and then. Yet I survived to tell the tale, and to get my revenge later on," he added with well-masked venom, relishing in seeing the other four Darkshadows squirming at the prospect of being killed off by the mighty sabers. 'Good,' he thought with satisfaction. 'Let them squirm…'

Persiamon cleared her throat. "Will our Mega forms be as strong as the Seven Evils' had been, then?" she said.

Lucemon considered the question, before realizing that he had no definite answer for it. Would they be as strong as the legendary Seven Great Demon Lords, he didn't know for sure. Sure, the Darkshadow Brethren were a powerful team, but they were not unbeatable. While the Seven Evils were not unbeatable as well, their defeat had come with an extremely heavy price for the side of light. Legends had it that all thirteen members of the Royal Knights and the twelve members of the Olympus Twelve were eliminated just to take down four members of the Seven Great Demon Lords; that fact proved easily how profound the power the seven demons had wielded. Two others were beaten by the four Guardian Beasts, and one was deleted by the three Grand Angels.

The Darkshadow Brethren had a long way to go before they could reach the same height of power the Seven Great Demon Lords had, even though they now had the same Mega forms as the legendary evil clan. But there was no point in telling the Generals that, Lucemon thought, as it would only decrease their drive in fighting against the Wira Digital. Besides, the Wira Digital were all Ultimates with some Mega-class attacks. From the previous battles Lucemon had seen that it would take a lot out of the five do-gooders to bring down just one decent Mega, as proven when they battled the menaces of Z'dGarurumon, JumboGamemon and Gulfmon.

If the Darkshadow Brethren digivolved into their Mega forms, their victory was as good as secured. The Obsidian Gem had aided them with the digivolution and with Lucemon's influence and SkullSatamon controlling the digivolution – by making it a dark digivolution process – the six other Darkshadows were now able to attain the Mega forms similar to the Seven Great Demon Lords. Mephistomon and Phelesmon had proven that the dark digivolution worked, by becoming Belphemon and Daemon.

"For that," Lucemon finally said, "we shall have to wait and see."

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"Eden's Javelin!"

Before the ring of fire around Daemon could unleash another torrent of fire, a stream of golden power zapped onto his chest which instantly threw him off his feet. With a flap of his great wings Daemon managed to regain his bearing, but the shock of the sudden attack was lasting. His chest was singed by the attack – obviously it was a holy attack, for only a holy attack could injure him with such a way that left him feeling the same way his lesser form would have felt when exposed to concentrated amount of pure, sacred, holy energy. Clutching his burning chest he looked up, and saw a figure in green armor and golden wings, but her light was far more radiant than the Saintly Siblings. Recognizing her, Daemon snarled angrily. "That light diva!"

Ophanimon fluttered close to MagnaAngemon and Angewomon, holding her shield in one hand and her golden javelin on the other. On her shoulders sat Lopmon on the left and Lalamon on the right. She regarded the Saintly Siblings with a solemn nod, and the Saintly Siblings stared at her with wonder.

"Lalamon, Lopmon, stay with them," she instructed. Lalamon lifted her feet up from Ophanimon's shoulder and went to Lopmon to catch the brown bunny's outstretched hands. Then Ophanimon, battle-ready, raised her javelin up, her very being emitting soothing golden aura. "I should have done this three hundred years ago when you tried to foul the Lost Mountain's pureness with your dark influences!" She sounded furious, which somewhat unbefitting her status as a grand angel. "Both worlds will benefit if you are deleted this very day. Seven Star Union!"

Seven golden orbs of light materialized around Ophanimon and with a forward gesture of his javelin the seven orbs shot towards Daemon. Seeing the incoming attack, Daemon roared and leaped back up on his feet, countering the attack with his black flames. The flames overpowered the orbs, which surprised Ophanimon, but Daemon was in for a surprise as well as when the orbs of light were gone his flames too evaporated into thin air. Evidently, Daemon and Ophanimon were evenly matched.

"Let's help her!" Angewomon exclaimed, shaking off the pain from her burned shoulder, the site where Daemon's scorching laser had grazed upon. She summoned her bow and arrow and fluttered beside Ophanimon.

"I'm one step ahead of you," MagnaAngemon murmured, and the purple blade from his right bracelet sparked with golden power as he flanked Ophanimon's other side.

Daemon stared at his angelic foes; three angels versus the reincarnation of Daemon of Wrath, a member of the gloriously evil Seven Great Demon Lords. The odds certainly seemed to be in his favor.

In the meantime, the five Wira Digital were having quite a tough time with the semi-blinded Belphemon, whose rage knew no bounds when Xianamon had pierced his right eye. Nothing they had come up with could stop Belphemon; it was like trying to strain a raging bull. Xianamon's Magical Stasis had no effect on him, and so seemed Samudramon's power-sapping Divine Rain; Belphemon's energy seemed to be without limit. Satriamon was relentlessly blasting torrents of flames upon Belphemon, and beside him Aldiyamon too used his Final Purification and Puspamon continuously showered the bull demon with her Jelita Shocker flowers. Yet Belphemon, being a full-fledged Mega Digimon, seemed to be unaffected by the attacks. With a deafening roar he shook off the attacks, and unleashed a shockwave of power from his mouth, throwing off the five Wira Digital away.

"Nothing we're doing seems to be working on this damned bull!" Satriamon snarled angrily.

"What else could we do? We've given him all we've got," Puspamon whimpered, moving her arms about, trying to shake off the soreness she was now feeling.

Samudramon didn't say anything; his chest heaved up and down, evidently he was the most exhausted out of the five Wira Digital. His grip on his trident tightened, he looked up at his fellow comrades and spoke, "We have to try again. Something must work against him, we just haven't figured out what."

"You're right." Aldiyamon looked up as Belphemon loomed upon them, drawing up a long breath to ease up the pain shooting up from his body due to a long draining battle. He glanced away towards Daemon, who was now fighting Ophanimon and the Saintly Siblings; he hadn't even noticed Ophanimon coming. And judging from the way they were fighting, it appeared that when Ophanimon and the siblings joined forces they were able to slowly, but surely, overwhelm Daemon. "If only we can do that…" he said softly.

"It is time to change the strategy," Xianamon said softly. "Duo Focus!"

Her blue-clad doppelganger emerged from her body just as Xianamon finished uttering the attack's name, and without wasting time the two sorceresses sailed above Belphemon. Xianamon's needles had partially blinded the demon bull before; perhaps she could do so again. Together they targeted Belphemon's uninjured eyes and struck simultaneously with the Jade Needles and the Soul Freezing Needles. The poisonous needles rained upon Belphemon, who defended himself by raising his gauntlet over his face, which deflected the needles without difficulty. They then retaliated with the Diamond Matrix Mandala; a rainbow of magical energy waves as well as shards of diamonds and rubies showered upon Belphemon, and the two Xianamon relentlessly continued their assaults as Belphemon blocked them.

"Now!" Aldiyamon said, seeing an opening to launch an attack. Busy fending off the Xianamon's attacks Belphemon had left his chest unprotected. "Final Purification!"

Samudramon and Puspamon joined hands and pointed their weapons towards Belphemon's chest where Aldiyamon's burnish white beam of light slammed upon. "Rolling Thunder Hurricane!"

Aldiyamon's attack was joined by spirals of thunderous typhoon, and Satriamon smirked as he charged up his gauntlet. He roared loudly and his body burst with red hot flames. He struck his gauntlet forward and unleashed a blazing dragon fire towards the combined attacks. "Dragonforce Striker, Powered Up Mode!"

Assaulted with four Mega-class techniques, Belphemon snarled as pain crept up from his chest. With a grunt he wielded his chains so that they struck upon the Wira Digital. The Xianamon managed to block his chains with their telekinetic barriers, but the others were not as lucky as they were whip-lashed severely by the chains. And when the Xianamon gasped in surprise, Belphemon seized the chance and slammed her with the chains as well. The doppelganger was deleted and Xianamon was on her own once again. And for severing his eye, Belphemon opened his snout and released shockwaves upon the sorceress, further adding to the already-brutal assault he had inflicted.

"This power…this body… I cannot be trounced!" Belphemon roared with laughter as the dusk turned into nights. Buildings around them were broken, ravaged from the attacks. The park had been laid wasted; Samudramon's waters did little to ease the putrid flames Daemon had set upon it. The power was cut off; no buildings close to the vicinity bore indications of lights. The grandiose Petronas Twin Tower stood silently in darkness, windows shattered and some bore holes. The Wira Digital had been very careful not to let their attacks destroy any building, but Belphemon had no such reservations.

"Don't be so sure!"

Before Belphemon could decipher the identity of the one who had retorted to him, an echoic neigh of a horse emanated out of the still darkness and he was washed upon with golden energy waves which took form of a winged unicorn. The unicorn ran through him and Belphemon gasped, feeling his body partially paralyzed from head to toe. The unicorn made a turn, he could feel its radiance approaching him from the back and again streaking through him, further adding to the paralyzing effect, now his body was close to being still. He couldn't even look up, but saw that the assaulter was coming towards him.

"You shall not harm the Wira Digital!" Ophanimon proclaimed and pointed her javelin towards Belphemon. "Not when I'm around. Eden's Javelin!"

A burst of golden energy shot upon Belphemon's chest, further adding insult to the mild injury he had sustained from the Wira Digital earlier. He thought that it was strange that Ophanimon was able to attack him; hadn't she been fighting Daemon? His answer came when roars from Daemon was heard.

"I've had enough of you two weaklings! Now…DIE!!" Daemon folded his arms in front of himself before swung them out with such brute force, expelling out a torrent of roaring black flames upon Angewomon and MagnaAngemon, completely drowning what effort the angels could come out with. Their excruciated screams were heard and there was the familiar sound of dedigivolution ensued. Gatomon and Salamon, both battered and black, plummeted towards the ground, landing there with silent thuds. "Now, you diva! Where were we before you left me to deal with those weaklings?" Daemon swung one free arm and expelled a burst of flames towards Ophanimon.

Ophanimon skillfully spun her javelin in front of herself, which was radiating with golden aura, and the flames were torn apart by the javelin's sharp tip. Then she grabbed hold on the javelin's holder and blasted Daemon with seven orbs of light, resuming her fight with Daemon now that she had frozen Belphemon in stasis. Yet, she actually wanted to confront Belphemon more than Daemon, and it was not just because Belphemon was winning against the Wira Digital.

When she had arrived at the human world, with aid from Jackie, she was careful not to let her presence be known. The element of surprise would always favor one who initiated it, and so Ophanimon opted to wait. Her presence was known to the locals, for she had appeared near them, but the Wira Digital and the Puaka Generals were unaware of her presence then. She'd then crept silently, dispelling any stray attack from the demons from causing damage. She witnessed the battle, and marveled at the Saintly Siblings' sudden digivolution into MagnaAngemon and Angewomon. The outcome seemed to favor Aldiyamon and the saints as they battled Mephistomon and Phelesmon, but when the demons caught hold on the saints' alleged partners, her heart skipped a beat. What Mephistomon had done to spite Aldiyamon and that woman whom he was holding in his grasp…

She saw his face. Mephistomon's face had transformed into his face, the very face that had been haunting her. She saw Aldiyamon screaming angrily towards Mephistomon, and she saw how the woman froze in shock upon seeing his face, how she then cried. Yet Ophanimon still was in the dark about the boy's identity, only knowing that whoever the boy was he must be important to Adam and that woman, who by then Ophanimon remembered, had appeared in her mind as well. Intrigued, she tried making connections between Adam, the woman, and the boy whose face Mephistomon had worn. The battle that ensued thereafter went unnoticed, until Lalamon and Lopmon snapped her out of her mild trance, both confused of her behavior. Ophanimon realized that the only way for her to know this was to ask Aldiyamon directly, and went to join the fight just as GuardiAngemon was forced by Daemon's flames in dedigivolving back into their composite forms. She was forced to help the Saintly Siblings first, but her attention was fixed on Belphemon.

"Virtuous Throne!" Once again she released the paralyzing winged unicorn, this time upon Daemon who was yet to be immobilized.

"Flame Inferno!" Daemon retaliated with his flames, but the flames were frozen by the unicorn, which then sailed upon him. A warm rush invaded his body from front, and then back, as the unicorn burst through him, and instantly his legs, arms, wings, body…all failed him. His attempt on trying to move met with failure.

Ophanimon could have finished the Puaka Generals now, but she was too disturbed by the mysterious boy's visage in her mind. Her focus was reduced. She quickly made her way towards Aldiyamon, who looked at her with wonder before giving her a strained smile.

"Ophanimon…thank goodness you're here, who knows what would've…"

"Aldiyamon, I must ask you something," Ophanimon interrupted quickly, her curiosity piqued. The other Wira Digital looked at her curiously, then at the frozen Belphemon and Daemon.

"Okay…" Aldiyamon glanced around, eager to finish off the battle, but out of respect for the grand angel, he agreed to her. "What is it, Ophanimon?"

Ophanimon took a deep breath and asked, "I saw Mephistomon impersonating someone when I arrived here," she said, watching as Aldiyamon's fair face darkened and his lips pressed together, showing how tensed Aldiyamon was feeling, but she persisted on. "Who is the one he impersonated? I can't help thinking…he must be someone who is dear to you. You responded somewhat…strongly, towards him when he took the boy's form…I must know, please. Who is he?"

Aldiyamon and the other Wira Digital were surprised of her question. None of them had seen it coming, especially from Ophanimon.

"Mephistomon took the form of my late older brother's face, or rather, Adam's brother," Aldiyamon said, and Ophanimon's mouth quivered slightly as she let out a soft gasp. Inward, Patamon let Adam gain the control of their joined bodies, and the voice which came out next was Adam's instead of Aldiyamon's resonating mature voice. "Mephistomon had impersonated my brother not too long ago, somehow making me believe that he wasn't dead, giving me hope…" His voice became sorrowful as he threw a hateful look towards Belphemon. The bull demon didn't look like he cared; his expression was frozen along with the rest of his body. Aldiyamon sighed, "only for me to find out that it was his ploy to get to me all along. He wanted to destroy me emotionally and gain my friends' DigiSpheres…"

"Your…your brother?" Ophanimon looked astounded. "And he is dead?"

"Yes, for almost three years now," Aldiyamon said, his voice calm again, for he had made peace with his brother and parents' deaths. He gazed at Ophanimon, who didn't look like her usual self. The grand angel appeared to be deeply confused.

"What does this mean?" Ophanimon wondered, sounding completely lost. "Why am I having visions of your brother who has long since passed?"

Aldiyamon gasped softly, taken aback. "What?" he croaked. "Why?"

"I don't know…" Ophanimon admitted, looking around her for answers. The other four Wira Digital looked amongst them, not having the answer she was seeking. Then, they saw the Saintly Siblings slowly approaching Ophanimon; the puppy and the kitten were both injured, but the shine from their eyes showed that they had not given up yet. Above them, Lopmon and Lalamon hovered, while looking at her curiously.

"We know why," Gatomon said. "Salamon and I saw images of specific people in our minds too, for days, weeks even …"

Salamon nodded. "I kept seeing Abang Abu in my mind, despite having not met him before. Then I saw him at the hospital….Gatomon too, she saw Kak Lisha, who turned out to be Adam' sister. That's why we chose to stay with Kak Lisha at the hospital," he said, looking directly at Aldiyamon and Satriamon. "We didn't know why then, it just felt right, like we belonged there with them…but now we do." He seemed to have become more eloquent in speaking after his digivolution into MagnaAngemon, with his memories of his past life restored.

"They're our partners," Gatomon said. "That's why we kept seeing them in our minds. It was confusing, but now we understand why."

Everyone was stumped in hearing the Saintly Siblings' confessions. The Wira Digital all gazed at Ophanimon, who looked even more confused than ever. Aldiyamon especially, had a shocked look frozen on his face, his mouth partially opened but no sounds came out from it.

Nobody noticed Belphemon and Daemon stirring slightly. They blinked, taking in the conversations their foes were having, before exchanging evil grins. Their eyes, both scarlet and bloodthirsty, glinted.

"But…what does this mean?" Ophanimon finally said. "I saw images of my partner in my mind, but…only to find out that he is dead?"

"My brother has passed away," Aldiyamon said clearly, "that much I do know. But…you…"

"Can it be," Lalamon voiced out her opinion, and everyone's attentions were fixed on her as she continued, "that while it's true Adam's brother is no longer around, but Lady Ophanimon is made his partner so that she could have the strength to defend his family during their times of need? Kind of a way that…Adam's brother would have done, if he's still around?" Lalamon looked down, as if fearing that her opinion was deemed too farfetched and worthless. "The Puaka Generals have always targeted Adam, and today they went as far to attack Adam's sister and the man who was with her…"

"Can it be true?" Aldiyamon said breathlessly, gazing at Ophanimon in wonder. He tried picturing Aizad in his mind, what he would have said in this mater, how he would have acted in this kind of situation…All of these was too much for him to digest – he couldn't help but to think why couldn't fate leave his brother as how he was now, a memory? Yet, having known Ophanimon being his late brother's partner, despite the fact that the two of them had never met, despite the fact that his brother was dead, Aldiyamon thought that it was a good thing too. He liked Ophanimon; the grand angel was the one who had restored his powers, and subsequently Aldiyamon used that power to replenish his friends' sapped powers. They were able to be here now, battling evil, because of this angelic woman. Aldiyamon couldn't think of a better Digimon suited to be with his late brother. Apparently, a partnership between a human and a Digimon transcended even life and death…

Sounds of blazing fires suddenly erupted, followed by swift clanging sounds of chains. It was so sudden that nobody had seen it coming. The four Wira Digital quickly got out of the chains' way, but neither Aldiyamon nor Ophanimon were that alert. Aldiyamon gasped, and Ophanimon glanced behind, saw the blazing chains snaking rapidly upon them, like a deadly serpent set on its prey, and out of instinct more than logic she pushed Aldiyamon away, sending the angel flying before the chains caught up to her. Her agonized screams echoed the night, and for a moment everything was still.

A loud clang was heard, followed by a sick squashing echo and a bursting metallic sound, and everyone saw how the blazing chains from Belphemon and Daemon went through Ophanimon's chest. For a moment the grand angel hung by the chains in stasis, unable to break free from the chains which had pierced through her metallic wings, her armor, her body, her heart… The chains then was set ablaze and Ophanimon screamed weakly, digital blood poured out from her wounds but evaporated when came into contact with the unholy flames released by the chains. Then the flames died down, the chain was retracted and Ophanimon crashed onto the ground, her armors cracking all over before they lay open, revealing a bloodied white dress Ophanimon wore underneath her heavy emerald armors. A prominent circular hole was there at the center of her chest, slightly more inclined towards her heart.

"Ophanimon!!"

"Lady Ophanimon!!"

"NOOO!!!"

Aldiyamon zoomed past the other Wira Digital, nearly knocking them away with the ferocity of his speed as he went to Ophanimon's side. He knelt by the angel just as Lalamon and Lopmon both went by her head, weeping upon seeing their lady's state. Salamon and Gatomon were both frozen in shock, their eyes set wide. Ophanimon coughed, spitting out blood on her already soiled dress, and her helmet slid away revealing a blue-eyed beauty with orange-yellow hair.

"I...I'm…hurt…" she wheezed softly, and more blood was coughed out. The edges of her wings began to break into data particles, and so were her feet.

"Ophanimon…why did you do that?" Aldiyamon said, tears streaked down his cheeks. His white visor slid down, revealing a human face very much like Adam's – dark haired, light peach skin, storm gray eyes. He was crying. "I could have teleported us both out of harm's way….there's no reason why you should do that…"

"I suppose…you're right…" Ophanimon coughed weakly, and with the last of her strength, she grabbed Aldiyamon's hand. A strained, weak, yet genuine smile, graced her pained face. "Perhaps…this is what your brother…would've done…?"

Hearing that only aggravated the pain Aldiyamon was feeling in his heart. He choked out a sob, not able to reply, feeling frightened, for Ophanimon's grasp grew weak as her thighs were decomposing into data particles. "You…you can heal yourself, Ophanimon. Quick, before you…before you…"

"It's no use, Aldiyamon," Ophanimon said, shaking her head weakly, her tone gentle. "The damage…is too great. How…how unfortunate…"

"Lady Ophanimon…" Lalamon and Lopmon cried. "Don't…don't go…don't die…"

Ophanimon turned her head sideways, and gave her two friends a soft smile. "Lalamon…Lopmon…take care….and thank you…thank you for being…my friends…for accompanying me all…all these times. I hope…I hope you'll find partners…where you belonged with." Her legs were both gone, and now her waist was decomposing.

"Such a pity!" Belphemon and Daemon roared in laughter, their tones sarcastic. "What drama! The all powerful miss diva of light trounced finally, because she was confused of having a dead guy for a partner!" Daemon laughed audaciously.

"So it's only fitting if she is dead as well," Belphemon mused. "Maybe you'll get to be together in wherever you'll end up at. Say hello to Aizad for me, ask whether he likes my impersonation of him!"

Aldiyamon froze, and his eyes slanted angrily upon the remark. But it was Satriamon who responded to the bull demon's words.

"Bastards!" Satriamon shifted into his magma form and soared towards the sky, before he set himself ablaze and let loose a roaring dragon of flames. "Dragonforce Striker, Powered Up Mode!"

Samudramon soon followed, hoisting himself with a pillar of water before spinning his body about, causing the pillar of water to spin around him as his trident crackled with electricity. Then a blue lightning based dragon was generated around him, and with a forward thrust of his trident Samudramon unleashed it so that it flew side by side with Satriamon's fiery dragon. "Double-Edged Thunderblades, Powered Up Mode!"

"Diamond World Mandala, Powered Up Mode!"

"Jelita Shocker, Powered Up Mode!"

A glowing golden fox with nine tails and diamonds orbiting around it and a shining pink sprite appeared before Xianamon and Puspamon upon the summoning of the attacks. The kitsune and the sprite sailed past their masters and streaked along with the dragons, before all four attacks joined together in a giant stream of bronze light, slamming with such ferocity upon the Puaka Generals that the resulting explosion was inaudible, too high for hearing range. The earth shook for a while, the shockwave of the combined attack caused the unbroken windows of the buildings around them to shatter into pieces before smokes, thick and dusty, burst out. The Wira Digital waited in anticipation, before to their utmost dismay the Puaka Generals emerged from the smokes, simpering mockingly. What ticked them off even more was the fact that they were not badly injured.

"I have an idea," Belphemon said, as a purple orb crackled inside his snout. "Why don't you all perish together? Then this will all be over. No more pain. This will my final gift. Gift of Darkness!"

"Chaos Flare!"

The massive violet orb and the raging flames shot towards Aldiyamon and the dying Ophanimon, but quickly the four Wira Digital intercepted the attacks with their powered up techniques, releasing all they got from their bodies until one could see streaks of fiery red, ocean blue, flowery pink and sparkling yellow – like a rainbow – slamming against the flaming energy orb, pushing it away with all the power they could muster, trying their best to protect the grieving Aldiyamon and the dying Ophanimon, as well as the four helpless Rookies. The four Wira Digital were slowly pushed back, the attacks were too strong for them but still they persevered. They were solely driven with the desire to protect their fellow teammate, who they knew, was grieving on a death committed right before his eyes.

Aldiyamon looked up, his face damp with tears. "Satriamon…Samudramon…Puspamon…Xianamon…"

"We got this," Satriamon said, his gruff voice strained as he gave Aldiyamon his patented lopsided grin. The dragon-shaped helmet he wore shattered, revealing a very familiar face of JD Kamaruzaman; the green-blue eyes and the shaggy, dirty blonde hair were unmistakable.

"Don't worry. We'll pull through this," Samudramon said calmly, yet at the same time his blue helmet broke into half, revealing a face very much like Manny's, despite the pale skin and long straight blue hair, unlike Manny's brown-tanned complexion and russet hair. The eyes however remained the same; the irises that were gazing upon Aldiyamon now were the familiar rusty shade of brown.

"What the Puaka Generals have done is unforgivable," Puspamon said and her pink visor combusted into data particles, revealing Gayathri's face and eyes, the only difference that her hair was reddish pink instead of the usual brown, and her complexion was lighter.

Xianamon gazed at Aldiyamon the longest before her fox face mask was blown off her face by the strong winds. It slammed on the paved ground and broke into half, and Liu Ying's face smiled upon Aldiyamon. Her two-ponytail hair had been untied, resulting in a long wave of shining raven hair, the shade was similar to her eyes. "We are a team," she said softly. "He harmed you….he harmed all of us. Has it not always been like that?" She turned away, and screamed out, "Diamond World Mandala!!"

"Jelita Shocker!!"

"Double-Edged Thunderblades!!"

"Dragonforce Striker!!"

The Wira Digital's renewed blasts of attacks pushed the Puaka Generals' attacks back on them before an explosion ensued. Yet the force from the explosion also had thrown all four of them onto the ground, and while still in their digivolved forms none was strong enough to fight. Satriamon, Samudramon, Puspamon and Xianamon were struggling just to heave themselves up from the ground, and they fell again weakly. Unfortunately, the Puaka Generals remained standing.

"Aldiyamon…it was…an honor to…. fight along with you," Ophanimon said quickly, as her belly was beginning to vanish; the decomposition process waited for no one. "I have…no regrets…of leaving…Lost Mountain…"

At this, Lalamon's cries grew louder. "Lady Ophanimon…forgive me…forgive me! If it weren't for me tricking you…in stepping out from the mountain…you won't…you wouldn't be…"

"No apologies, Rosemon," Ophanimon said serenely, the decomposition process was now devouring the glaring hole where Belphemon's chains had impaled her. Lalamon's cries grew harder when Ophanimon referred her in her Mega form's name. "I have…no…regrets. Always remember that…don't blame…yourself." Her eyes looked up, landing on Lopmon who was weeping silently. "D'Arcmon…you're so…quiet…"

"I don't know…what to say…" the bunny said, before she burst into unrestrained tears. Lopmon and Lalamon huddled together, depending on each other for support.

"Aldiyamon…Adam…" Ophanimon turned back to look at the crying angelic knight. "My only…regret…was not…being able…to get to know…your brother. I am…sure…he was…as…charming…as you…am I…right?"

"You'd love him…" Aldiyamon croaked, as the decomposition process sped up, now leaving only Ophanimon's head intact as her arms and wings were devoured. He was now grasping a phantom image of Ophanimon's hand – the hand was gone, yet his hand still remained frozen as if he was grasping her hand, afraid that if he moved his finger for just a fraction, the fact that Ophanimon was dying would become more real, more real than it was right then. He wasn't willing to let Ophanimon go, but…what could he do? "And...and Abang Zad, he'd love you too. I know it."

"Good…I'm glad…" Ophanimon said, closing her eyes, a tranquil smile graced her face before she said softly, "Goodbye…"

"Ophanimon…" Aldiyamon's voice broke, as the last bits of Ophanimon floated over the air before vanishing within the darkness of the night. Lalamon and Lopmon's cries grew harder, and Aldiyamon found himself crying heavily too; he had just witnessed somebody died before him. It reopened a wound in his heart; the pain was unbearable. "Ophanimon…OPHANIMON!!"

His scream echoed all around the darkened city, and a burst of light erupted from his body like flames, extending to form a pillar of light which tore the darkness away as it soared towards the sky, parting the clouds with a sharp sound. The flames coalesced around Aldiyamon as he stood up, his slanted eyes stared venomously towards the Puaka Generals as he shrieked again, his shout gradually sounded like a firebird's screech as the bird of flames materialized, spreading its wings wide yet not causing anything to burn. The light was harsh, like the warmest day of sunlight, and the other four Wira Digital froze, fearing the worst as within the flames, they saw Aldiyamon changing.