Matt here: Sory this is late, but my Microsoft Word decided to be a bitch and die on me, so I had to screw with some computer stuff... I like pie! Meeps!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fanfic, except Matt and a delicious pot pie!

Matt and company busted through the door to the chief's chambers, shattering the door in the process.

Matt: Ok! Hand over the Agumon Village or die!

ChiefAgumon: Guards! Attack them!

Two GuardAgumon charged at our heros... wait... maybe they're villains... huh...

Kagemon, slicing them I two: Hell Slash!

Matt: Now, let us fight in a epically long boss fight consisting of 3000 plus words!

ChiefAgumon: Uh... you are aware that I'm just an elected official, and not the strongest Agumon in the village, right?

Kagemon: What? I thought the village chief was chosen in a tournament consisting of all the Village residents.

ChiefAgumon: No, that's just a myth. Like Werewolves or Paris Hilton having talent.

Matt: Damn... so... do we have to kill you, or will you just sign over the village and pledge your eternal loyalty to the Matt Empire!

Kagemon suddenly dedegivolved back into Darkmon.

Darkmon: Matt Empire? Are you fucking retarded? I thought we were the Darkmon Kingdom?

Slade: WTF? I thought for sure we were Slade Republic?

Matt and Darkmon just starred.

Matt: There are 3 things wrong with that. 1.) We just gave you the name Slade, like, a minute ago.

Darkmon: 2.) You are not a member of the original team.

Matt: and 3.) Were evil, we're not gonna do a republic! I propose we call ourselves the Shadow Rebellion.

Darkmon: Well, I admit it has a ring to it, but what about when we rule?

Matt: Who the fuck cares? We'll deal with that when it happens!

Darkmon: Whatever... wait, where the hell did the Chief go?

At that second ChiefAgumon was sneaking out the door.

Matt: Not so fast!

Matt quickly picked up Slade and chucked him at the Cheif, bringing his hitpoints to 1.

ChiefAgumon: Agu, Agu! MON!

Matt, now wearing a red hat: Go DarkDigivice Beam Capture!

Matt held out his DarkDigivice which shot out a lasso, catching ChiefAgumon and sucking him in.

Matt, walking out the door: Now, to leave and take out the rest of the Land of Fire!

Matt then immediatly ran back inside.

Matt: HOLY FUCK! We're surrounded!

Darkmon: Shit! How are we gonna get out of this!

Slade: Well, I have a plan...

Matt: Does it involve chipmunks?

Slade: No...

Matt: Then your plan is crap! Let's use my plan! You remember the movie Weekend At Bernie's?

Darkmon: No, movies don't exist in the Digital World.

Matt: Oh, how about we just turn the Chief evil and enslave the village then?

Darkmon: Fine, you turn him evil and pursuade the villagers to join our side, and Slade and I will start contruction of the Dark Tower.

Matt: I thought I couldn't use those?

Darkmon: Yeah, well, they were just so freakin' cool!

Matt: How about I use Dark Spikes that stab into the back of the spine and slowy permenently evilfy them?

Darkmon, sobbing: That was, just, so beutiful... well, we'll contrust those while you work on persuading the public.

Darkmon and Slade sneaked out to the roof and went out to steal buiding supplies. Matt then quickly bloackaded the door to stop the mob outside and sat in the throne while making his evil super chief.

1 hour later...

Matt: Done! Now come out D-mon!

A tiny black Digimon who was basically a head with legs and arms appeared in front of him.

D-mon: What do you wish, my master?

Matt, pointing to the tied up Chief: Yeah, take over his body and persuade the villagers to build a tower in my honor.

D-mon: I have to get into THAT wrinkled old thing?

Matt: ARE YOU DEFING YOUR CREATOR?

D-mon: NO SIR!

With that the D-mon crawled into the body and went outside. In the background Matt could here the sound of BuilderAgumon complaining.

Matt, sitting back in the throne thinking: Man, this pad kicks the ass of Fort Ticonderoga's ass! (REALLY Bad Revolutionary War reference)

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