WHROOAAARR! Feel pumped up to the MAXIMUM! I think I've hit my limit for submitted OCs that are main character-like so that's about it. Anymore probably won't appear so much or be main characters... Or I'll just explode trying to get them on paper so that's probably it. Who knows. Well, here goes nothing!

This is the Real Deal Presents:

This is Spirit: Ghosts of the Past!

Allison Radium and AxeHounmon belong to Pandamonium. Ryuga Tategami and Yami Tategami belong to ShadowLDrago, though they'll probably appear more near the end... Next chapter!

Chapter 2: Monsters walk among us

"So, let me get this straight," Emily said, rubbing her temples in thought. The fact that everything she looked at was blurry after losing her glasses didn't help matters at all. "You come from another world alongside this one called the 'digital world,' and the people that live in your world are called 'digimon' right?" Kotemon nodded his head. "And that because of this watch thing I've got, I'm now partnered up with you, possibly for life, trying to make sure no other Digimon go trigger happy in the human world and destroy everything, right?" Kotemon nodded again happily, grateful that a human understood him so quickly without screaming in terror at him or calling him a monster. "Wow... That sounds like something out of a Monster Rancher game. You expect me to swallow this so easily?" Kotemon hung his head in disappointment.

"Hey come on, this might actually be fun!" Sam yelled excitedly. "I mean, come on, look at the guy! He's totally awesome! He's got a sword that can catch fire, he's way stronger than most humans I know, and he can protect you! It's a win-win situation!"

"But I can't just take in a monster into my house!" Emily yelled. "No offense Kotemon." Kotemon closed his eyes with a happy expression. He didn't seem to mind in the slightest. "You know, for a walking lizard dressed as a samurai, you sure don't talk much. Well, I guess you're better than having a little brother or sister."

"Like you wouldn't believe," Sam said exasperatedly. "You're just lucky you're the youngest in the family. I have to try and be the responsible older brother all the time..."

"Clearly you don't do a very good job of it," Emily said snidely. "Anyway, sorry Kotemon, but I don't know how I can keep you at my place. Just keeping a pet dog is a no-go with my parents, taking you in is like telling them I found a new baby brother to take in. One with a tail to make things worse. They'd freak!"

The group were all in Emily's room now. Her parents weren't at home at the time so they didn't have to worry about sneaking Kotemon into the house and then upstairs. Her room was not exactly what you'd expect from a girl. Her door had a large Keep out: Gaming Zone poster plastered to it, with something along the lines of 'only Zombie slaying, car racing, level grinding, monster training, alien zapping, dragon slaying... gaming heroes allowed inside'. There was a large Linkin Park poster on the wall over her bed as well. Her wall was painted sky blue and her dressing table had a pretty small assortment of makeup among other things such as loose papers covered with rushed anime-styled drawings. The duvet covering her blanket had the words Never Give Up printed on them, her clothes on top of that. A desk was next to it with few game CDs stacked on top of one another. It almost looked like a boy's room, but everything seemed too orderly, not clean at all, but orderly.

"Whatever you say Emily," Sam said smugly. "But at the end of the day, you're still the one wearing the Digivice, so you've got to take some responsibility here. Kotemon can't stay with anybody but you." Emily frowned, folding her arms over in annoyance.

"Fine then, why don't we ask for Kotemon's opinion on this?" Both of them turned to Kotemon questionably. "Who do you think it would be better to stay with? Me, who's mom might kick you out at any moment, or Sam?" Kotemon looked between the two of them nervously, not sure what to answer. He just barely whispered something under his breath. Emily and Sam both leaned closer to listen. "Speak up already! Who?"

"My opinion on this is... That I'm hungry!" Kotemon said. Emily sighed.

"Well, I guess it's only natural after that whole incident. Well, I guess I'm not escaping this one. I'll try and keep you a secret from my mom for a while so when she arrives you have to stay low. I'll just go downstairs and make some noodles for you or something like that. You can eat human food right?" Kotemon shrugged his shoulders. Emily was tempted to ask where his mouth even was, but something told her that maybe, just maybe, she didn't want to know.

Emily trooped downstairs, almost tripping on them twice without her glasses, and with nearly no skill involved, popped some two-minute noodles in the microwave. She'd memorized most of the house and had a good idea where everything was so she at least knew she wasn't going to accidentally burn down the house. She returned upstairs again with a tray with three bowls of noodles on it. Sam had already opened up Emily's laptop by now and was playing a racing game. It didn't look like he was winning, seeing as he was in fifth place. Kotemon was holding a book titled Eragon, staring at the cover with enough intensity to burn holes through it. They both spied Emily at the same time, paused for a few seconds, and then charged towards the food, yanking bowls out of her grasp. Emily tried desperately to balance herself before she collapsed on her rump. Unlike Sam, Kotemon stopped and turned around, apologizing quickly, then thanking her for the food, before apologising again. Emily peered at him curiously before standing back up again.

"At least some people have manners," Emily said glaring at Sam.

"But the noodles taste better when you make them!" Sam said through a mouthful of noodles. Kotemon stood up almost silently, holding his bowl in his hand. Even the yellow lights in his eyes had somehow dimmed behind his mask. Emily looked at him with worry.

"What's wrong Kotemon?"

"Human food... Tastes..." Kotemon stayed silent again, a grim atmosphere around him. Then, all at once, his eyes lit up, sparkling with tears of joy behind them. "Human food tastes so good!" He yelled, holding up an empty bowl. Emily laughed.

"Well, if you think that food is good, you've still got a lot of treats to taste! Well, I guess I've got no choice then. Until I can find out how to get you back to the Digital World, this will have to do. Better make yourself at home then, don't worry about a thing. In the meantime, I'll be worrying about what to do about my broken glasses..."

"Come on Em, they can't be that bad!"

"Yes they are!" Emily cried from behind a firmly shut door.

"Okay, so they're not exactly the best but at least you can see with them. It's only until a replacement for your old ones can come in, right?"

"You don't know how bad these are... The first two period were the most awkward moments in my life! The glares and the looks and the snickers and chuckles..."

"Well you can't hide in the locker room forever you know! We still have more classes after this!" Emily audibly sighed before opening the steel door. Sam took one look at her face and had to cover his face to stifle the laughter leaking through his lips. Emily glared at him angrily, rage boiling behind her eyes. "Okay, so they might look a little funny but nobody's going to laugh for much more than two minutes..."

"You too?! You jerk, you're supposed to be supportive!" Emily screamed. Placed on the bridge of her nose were a pair of incredibly large round glasses, echoing Harry Potter all over them. It was no wonder the whole morning had been so terrible for her. Emily stamped her foot angrily and marched away, leaving Sam behind.

"Wait, no, Emily I've calmed down now! I'm sorry, that wasn't really a nice thing to do I guess, come on! Emily?" Emily didn't bother listening to him, but instead kept going straight. She knew she was acting childish; after all, they were just glasses. Even so she kept going, turned a corner, and kept walking even faster still with people now around, making sure to keep her head down so nobody would notice the glasses.

"Hey, did you hear about the ghost that's been lurking in that old mansion?" a girl said. Emily slowed down her pace to a halt, listening in on the conversation. Of course eavesdropping was rude but ghost stories always piqued her attention. There were a group of girls huddled together in a group, talking animatedly. Perfect for catching snippets of gossip, though Emily didn't really care for that kind of info.

"What, the one just down the street from where I live?" a blonde haired girl asked.

"Yup," the first brown haired girl replied. "I heard that it takes peoples stuff from them with cold clammy dead hands. Who knows what it does with their things from then... Ben said he was gonna try and spend the night inside the place cause he doesn't believe in ghosts."

"I think he's stupid," a third girl with braces said. "Ghost or no ghost, who would want to sleep in a place like that?"

"I dunno guys, I think it might actually be real," a fourth speaker said, this one seeming slightly more timid than the rest, clutching her books closely to her chest. "I saw it myself last night..."

"You SAW it?!" the others exclaimed. The shy girl nodded her head.

"It was creepy, it looked a bit like a dog but not one I'd ever seen. It had a freaky shaped head, sorta like an axe, and its mouth... It was almost like it was smiling at me. It was big to, but I didn't get to see the rest of it when it ran. There was this creepy unnatural mist, and it was only in one area to..."

"No way, if it was a ghost how could you have seen it?" somebody said.

"Well I saw it and it wasn't a stray dog either. Whatever it was, it was lurking around outside that place so it must've been that." Sam caught up to Emily just then.

"Come on Em, they're not really that bad..."

"Forget about the glasses for a second," Emily said. "You've heard about the ghost right?"

"What, the ghost thief thing? What of it?"

"Well people are saying a heavy mist settles when it appears. That's exactly what happened with Devimon. Do you think it's related to Kotemon appearing?"

"Only one way to find out now isn't there?" Sam said with a slight smile, adjusting the goggles on his forehead. "We just have to go in there and check what's what. If things get nasty, we kick butt!"

Emily slowly opened the door, the hinges creaking ominously as she pushed it open. Kotemon jumped in with no caution at all, holding his practice sword up cautiously. He scanned the room for danger. It didn't really look like anything special at all. All the furniture in the living room was draped in darkness, obscured from vision and distorted, twisted into strange shapes if you let your imagination run ahead of you. A large flight of stairs was directly in front of him and a mysterious breeze blew through the cracked and blackened windows. The drapes were torn and shredded as if from a pair of razor sharp claws. Odd stains were on the walls and it didn't take a genius to guess what colour they were. The house was said to be haunted for a reason. Kotemon turned around to face Emily and Sam outside and nodded his head. The pair entered the house and looked around them cautiously. Emily held a notepad in her hand and a camera strapped to her neck while Sam had a huge grin plastered to his face.

"The spirit of adventure! Just put some energy into it and no ghost can hurt you!" Sam yelled energetically. Emily looked around nervously, taking flashing pictures of her surroundings.

"I might be able to use this as a reference in a story," she mumbled to herself quietly. She shook her head, snapping herself out of her thoughts. "That's not important. Kotemon, you're a Digimon aren't you? You're also a lizard guy right? Well some reptiles like snakes can sort of 'taste' the air, so is there anything, uh... is there anything 'different' about the atmosphere here? Something that smells Digimon?" Kotemon closed his eyes in silent concentration. He opened them again after about ten seconds and nodded his head. He pointed up the stairs. They crept up the stairs cautiously, the floorboards creaking beneath their feet. They didn't stop even when they got to the second floor, a long and gloomy hallway stretched before them. The draughts blowing in weren't helping to calm the already cold and foreboding air. There was a constant dripping sound coming from somewhere above them, and the occasional rattling pipes as well.

A door slammed. Everyone froze. Silence. They proceeded. Emily had now stopped taking pictures, and was clutching her camera tightly. Even Sam looked a little pale, despite nothing really happening. The only one who was calm was Kotemon, walking ahead confidently, making sure there was no danger. A shadow flickered at the end of the hall, then disappeared from sight.

"Sam, remind me again why we chose to come in the middle of the night?" Emily asked, a slight tremble in her voice.

"Because if there is a Digimon, we know that it's only appearing at night. And if it is a ghost, then its way more fun to look at night!"

"You wanna know something? This isn't fun!" Emily yelled.

"Aw come on, it's kinda cool isn't it?" Sam said. Just then, the sound of clanking chains filled the air. Long low wailing was heard, accompanying the chains in a macabre melody. The already cold air seemed to freeze over, and Emily felt herself inching closer to Kotemon for protection, while Sam inched closer to her. "Ok... So it's a bit creepy..." Another door slammed. The windows all rattled at once, and as if brought upon by an otherworldly wrath, a heavy downpour began outside, clouds covering the already dark night sky.

"I... want..." a wheezing voice said slowly. A door to their right creaked open noisily. Emily's heart thumped loudly in her chest, its tempo increasing like a crazed drummer. Slowly, ever so slowly, the door creaked open wider and wider, the darkness behind the door seemingly just spreading as it opened. What look like a skeleton hand appeared around the door, fingers tapping the rotting wood. "Your souls!"

The hand shot out. Lightning flashed. The white ghostly streak shot past Emily's face. Laughter. Unearthly, evil, maniacal laughter.

That did it for all three of them. They screamed in unison, their feet failing them as they all scrambled on the floor, tripping and stumbling over each other. Emily's notepad and camera dropped on the floor but she didn't care in the slightest. Nobody else was stopping, why should she? A large four legged shadow shot in front of her, stopping all of them. They turned around to see the skeleton hand floating up into the air, bringing along with it from beneath the floorboards what looked like a stereotypical ghost. It looked like a ragged white sheet floating in the air, only with empty black eyes and a wide open mouth with sharp jagged teeth. Two bits of cloth stuck out as protrusions for arms. The group screamed again, clinging to eachother in fear.

"Oh stop whining already," an energetic female voice said. "Handle, take him down!" The large doglike shadow leaped over their heads, its claws tearing into the ghost aggressively. Panicked, the skeleton hand coming from beneath its cloth pushed the dog away, but already some of the ghost's fangs had been shattered. Now the shadow could be seen a bit better, Emily wished she couldn't see it. It looked wolf-like, but with purple fur and elongated. Its head was suspiciously shaped like an axe head and where its eyes would've been were simply two X's. Its fangs all looked sharp enough to tear through flesh with ease, but the two extra long vampiric fangs were what worried her. Its white tipped tail had a wooden stake sticking out of it and suspicious looking dark fabric was sewn onto its chest. What was the most disturbing thing about this creature was its mouth; it had an almost human-like grin, almost seeming forced onto it, unchanging, as if mocking the situation. A young girl slightly younger than Emily appeared next to the creature, what looked like a purple and red i-pod nano in her hand.

She didn't seemed fazed by either creatures at all. Her long silver hair was the complete opposite of Emily's messy black hair. It was smooth and shoulder length, though with a tuft sticking out the top. It was a bit harder to tell what she was wearing in the gloom but it looked like a pair of grey shorts and a silver jacket, a backpack resting on her back, flashing objects showing through an open zipper.

"Who... Are you?" Sam asked nervously." The girl didn't seem to hear him and was busy staring at the ghost.

"Bakemon heh? You're the one who's been stealing items from people, pretending to be a ghost... Well! We can't allow that can we?" Emily's Digivice started flashing brightly. Guessing it was reacting to the pair, she held it up to the wolf.

AxeHounmon

Level: Rookie

Family: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers

Attacks: Smile Seizure, Wooden Stake

A wolf Digimon with vampiric data stored within itself. A subspecies of Sangloupmon, this Digimon can be incredibly dangerous to data and could even be considered a digital hazard. Little is known of this Digimon other than that if it is in a pack it is incredibly loyal due to its wolf dna.

"Wait... The ghost was really a Digimon?" Sam asked, his previous fear disappearing and being replaced with astonishment. "Well in that case, that means we can beat him no problem!" AxeHounmon charged for the Bakemon, its cries getting cut short as it was instantly ripped in half, disintegrating into data particles. Just then, the wall opposite the group exploded outward, chains shooting out of the dust cloud and knocking into the wolf. AxeHounmon went flying out the window into the rain outside. In stepped what looked like Ghost Riders younger brother. It was a tall man a metal mask and steel jaw covering his face. His hair was completely blue with lighter blue highlights, sticking up like flames, and his large arms were wrapped in chains and covered in fire. His torso was bare but he wore a pair of black denim jeans.

"I see you removed my subordinate," the tall man said quietly, his chains clanking with each step he took. "Well I've just got to say that you've made a mistake trying to come here and interrupt our thieving gig... We were doing so well to with everyone believing we were ghosts! But now you've..." The girl wasn't even paying attention to the man, staring only at Emily's camera that Bakemon had left behind. Even in the gloom its polished metal shone.

"Wow, it shines even without the light," the girl said quietly. "I've gotta get that camera..." the girl stopped and looked out the cracked window. "Handle, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, barely laid a scratch on me," the wolf replied roughly.

"Are you even listening to me?!" the man yelled angrily.

"Not really," the girl replied. "You're a SkullMeramon aren't you? Well your high school girl robbing days are over. Handle," Right on cue, a large wooden stake shot up through the window from outside. SkullMeramon batted it away, then sent his chains out like snakes again. Kotemon batted them away with his sword, along with AxeHounmon who leaped through the window again, the wooden stake in his tail missing. The two struck at the chains furiously.

"I don't have time for this," SkullMeramon said with annoyance. He opened his mouth wide. "Heavy Metal Fire!" he screamed, blue flames shooting out of his mouth. AxeHounmon jumped towards the girl, pushing her out of the way. The blue flames covered the whole hallway, pretty much everything catching fire immediately. Flames engulfed the walls, pictures and rotted tables burning, all of which were once treasured possessions to someone somewhere in the past. Kotemon couldn't do anything but brace himself for the flames, the fire covering his body, burning his flesh. The heat was already roasting the very hairs off of Emily's eyebrows. She felt a strong hand grab hers, running back towards the stairs.

"Come on, this way," Sam said as he took her back towards the stairs. Their escape didn't last for long as another SkullMeramon with green hair suddenly appeared in front of them, AxeHounmon still recovering from the fire.

"Where do you think you're going?" he snarled, everything around him catching fire. Kotemon jumped towards him, his kendo stick wrapped in flames.

"Fire Kote!" he called, striking at SkullMeramon's wrists. His chains all wound around his right arm, Kotemon's blow striking against steel instead of flesh as he guarded himself with the chains. The enemy Digimon laughed, punching Kotemon in the stomach, sending him flying through the air and into a wall, the whole wall collapsing in on itself as he fell through.

"No way, he knocked Kotemon back in one go..."

"Hehe, now do you see? You cannot hope to defeat me! I'm not satisfied with merely taking your possessions anymore... I want your very lives to pay for you taking my partner in crime from me!"

"Kotemon, get up!" Emily called, her Digivice glowing with energy. SkullMeramon didn't even hesitate, rushing straight for her. He grabbed her by the neck, the flames from his arms burning ridiculously close to her face.

"Emily!" Sam screamed, charging for SkullMeramon. He simply put his fist up, preparing to meet him. Before Sam could even touch him, SkullMeramon flicked his finger outwards, bowling Sam over with just one finger, fire burning around him.

"This can't... End like this..." Sam said, struggling to get up. He quickly got knocked back down to the ground again, his leg twisted at an awkward angle on the floor.

"Useless... Humans are so useless..." SkullMeramon opened his mouth, blue flames burning inside it.

"Heavy Metal..." A large table leg lodged itself in SkullMeramon's mouth, fire burning around and behind the stick instead of bursting out and killing them all. SkullMeramon turned to the source of the table leg, chomping down on it with ease. As soon as his head was tilted he received a colossal punch to his jaw, falling over from the impact. Sam rubbed his sore fist in pain, trying his best to ignore the bleeding.

"I won't let you lay a single hair on Emily!" he yelled. "If you do, Digimon or no Digimon, I will defeat you!"

"Well spoken brother!" a different, higher pitched and yet still male voice said. A yellow streak shot through the air, crashing into SkullMeramon, knocking him to the ground. What looked like a yellow floating star with a jagged mouth and a pair of sunglasses appeared before him.

"What in the world are you?" Sam asked in shock. The star looked back at him, his eyes obscured by his sunglasses.

"I'm a Starmon! A Digimon that's gonna become a superstar! I'm a weaker variant but together with the Pickmons we're gonna make it big!" As he said that, what looked like a swarm of smaller silver Starmon's appeared. Actually, these were shaped more like large guitar picks, also with the sunglasses than stars.

Starmon

Level: Rookie (Champion with Pickmons)

Family: Unknown

Attacks: Meteor Squall

A Commando Digimon that is always seen surrounded with its younger levels, Pickmons and Chibickmons. Not to be confused with regular Starmon's, this "CommandoStarmon" is much weaker on its own, but instead uses an array of complicated strategies with the Pickmon's.

Pickmons

Level: In-Training

Family: Unkown

Attacks: Coordinate with Starmon

The grunts of the Starmon's corps, these shade wearing guitar pick-like Digimon all dream of one day becoming a Starmon, leading their own Starmon corps.

"Let's go comrades!" Starmon shouted. "Meteor Squall!" All the smaller Pickmons, orchestrated by Starmon, shot towards SkullMeramon, flying around him distractedly, drilling into his head and sides whenever they could. SkullMeramon frantically swung his arms around, beating them away with no luck like a swarm of bees. He screamed in rage, fire consuming his whole body, the Pickmon's getting blasted away dizzied. Starmon hovered in the air, spinning rapidly like a shuriken, and flew towards the enemy. SkullMeramon merely batted him away with a red hot chain, knocking him down to Sam's feet.

"Starmon!" Sam yelled, picking him up carefully.

"I'm okay brother," Starmon said, his voice straining. "I saw you fighting that guy alone... I can do it to!"

"No! You've gotta get Emily with your mini-guitar pick things while I handle him, alright? Saving lives is a bit more important, wrecking the whole place comes next."

"But if we don't beat him now... This will only get worse. Sorry brother, but I've already decided to fight!"

"Why do you keep calling me brother?!" Just then, an explosion sounded from AxeHounmon's direction. The first SkullMeramon flew through the air, landing at the second one's feet. The girl from before came out of the dust cloud, dusting off her hands. Next to her was her Digimon, but now standing on two legs like a werewolf with shredded garments and two swords by his side.

"I think we've had enough fun for the day... Lycanthmon, destroy this guy."

"Right away," he replied, taking a step forward, his hands on his sword hilts. Just then, for seemingly the first time, the girl noticed everybody else.

"W-wait, wait! Don't attack! You might hurt the other guys!" she screamed.

"You mean you only noticed them now?!" Lycanthmon yelled. The girl rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.

"Sorry about that... Hey you look like you're in a lot of trouble," she said as she saw Emily trying to slap Kotemon back to life, and Sam and Starmon on the ground, with SkullMeramon looming over him. "Ok! I've decided! I'm gonna give you a Digivice!"

"What?" Sam asked, not sure he heard correctly.

"Yup, a Digivice. I just so happened to pick one up the other day since it looked so shiny." She fished something out of her back and took out something that looked a bit like a large old fashioned phone, much bulkier than her own Digivice. She tossed it towards Sam.

"But... Where's my Digimon?" he asked in surprise. As soon as he caught it, the shiny silver colour began to change to a bright orange.

"Right there obviously!" she yelled, pointing at Starmon.

"Him?!" Sam yelled. I thought I'd get something cool like Emily did, he thought to himself. A picture of Starmon even appeared on the screen with an OK symbol, as if confirming his doubts.

"Duh! Of course its him! Geez, how do you miss a floating star twice the size of your own head..." The Digivice in his hands had a blue screen close to the top, and it looked like there was something closed above the screen. It had two buttons below the screen and a circular trackpad with a button in the centre. "That thing you've got there is a Xros Loader, a newer type of Digivice that's pretty hard to come by, so don't be stupid about it.

"But, what do I..." SkullMeramon roared in rage, punching with all his might at Sam. Starmon jumped in the way, taking the blow to his face (which included his whole body as well), getting sent flying towards Kotemon. Sam rolled away just before a second punch could make its way to him, dodging by inches, flying debris and splinters shooting up near his ear. "What do I do with it?" he screamed, running away from SkullMeramon's chains.

"You DigiXros with it! What else would you do, it's a Xros Loader!"

"What does that even mean?!"

"Oh for crying out loud, be heroic for once Sam!" Emily yelled. "You always talk so big then start crying when things get nasty. Forget about what it means and just do it!"

"Yeah! What she said!" the girl yelled. "Select two Digimon and do it!" Sam gulped.

"Okay..."

"It won't work without energy!" the girl yelled.

"Okay I get it!" Sam adjusted his goggles on his forehead, gripping the Xross Loader tightly. He could already feel a strange energy enveloping his whole body, his clothes rippling without the wind blowing it. "Let's do this! Kotemon, Starmon, Pickmons, DigiXros!" he yelled, raising the Digivice into the air, energy swirling around it. A huge dark purple aura surrounded Kotemon and an orange one around Starmon and the Pickmons. They both shot into the air, smashing through the ceiling in the process, circling eachother like fireworks. The two lights shot back down into the room again, clashing in the middle.

"DigiXros!" the digimon all screamed together. The whole of Starmon's middle section hollowed out completely, replaced with what looked like a sword hilt. Four Pickmon's then stacked on top of him him one after another, sparks flying as they all connected. Finally, Kotemon's free hand actually came out of its sleeve, a blue scaled reptilian hand filled with claws. He grabbed the sword that Starmon and Pickmon had made. Four more Pickmons attached themselves to his mask horizontally, sticking to it as if Kotemon himself was biting them like a sword in his teeth. Now with his wooden sword, the new Star Blade and the Pickmon katana in his mouth, the transformation was complete.

"Santouryou Kotemon!" he exclaimed, brandishing his swords.

"Wha-what is that?" SkullMeramon said cautiously. "No matter, I'll crush you all here with my Heat Chains!" He swung the chains towards Kotemon. Kotemon slashed at them with all three of his swords, the kendo stick knocking it away while the Star Blade sliced it completely in half.

"Amazing... This power... Emily this is amazing!" Kotemon yelled, his silent nature also gone. "I can feel all the Digimon's thoughts and feelings running through my veins! And right now their telling me to defeat this guy!" Kotemon turned to Sam. "Thanks brother, I wouldn't have been able to get Superstar strength without you!" Kotemon pushed off with his powerful right leg, assaulting SkullMeramon with a barrage of blows too fast for the eye to see. SkullMeramon frantically tried batting each blow away with his arms, bruises cuts and gashes appearing all over his body.

"What in the name of the Devas is wrong with you?!" He yelled, finally knocking Kotemon off balance. He punched him back down to the ground with a crash, Kotemon flying all the way down to the first floor.

"Should we help them?" Lycanthmon asked.

"No need," the girl said. "They've got the situation under their control, trust me."

Sam and Emily ran back downstairs only to see Kotemon assaulting SkullMeramon again.

"Kotemon, you're not as powerful as him yet! Back of and set your kendo stick on fire!"

"Even better idea," he said. He jumped backwards, all of his swords now covered with flames. "I'll set them all on fire!" He roared as red and orange flames spread all around him, the already burning building shuddering as more of its supports began shaking with stress. "Santoryou... Shi-no-Tachi!" Using the two swords in his hand, he swung them both down as hard as he could, two enormous waves of fire getting slashed off of them, hurtling towards SkullMeramon. SkullMeramon breathed a wave of blue fire, the two attacks clashing in the middle. "And one for luck!" Kotemon yelled, swinging his head, the sword in his teethe sending another attack over the blast of the first.

"What? No! This can't be happening!" SkullMeramon yelled, putting his hands up to block it. The wave hit, the blast burning his face with temparatures even he couldn't stand. He screamed in pain and rage as all three waves now hit him, his particles tearing away from his bones, until finally even those were shredded apart. Data floated into the air gently, travelling back to the Digital World if what Kotemon said was true. The girl from before entered again, her Digimon back in its normal form.

"Hey that was pretty fun! Let's all do this again sometime! But I'm surprised, I didn't know if that would work or not."

"Wait, you gave me a Digivice that you didn't even know would work?!" Sam yelled angrily.

"Yeah... Only people with A Xros Code DNA signature can use a Xros Loader, so I honestly had no idea what would happen... Sorry about that!"

"Of all the... Ok, we'll forget all about that. Thanks for saving us back there!" Santouryou Kotemon walked toward the group now, all of his components separating into regular Kotemon, Starmon and the Pickmons.

"Yo! That was too much too handle brother! That was too cool! You're a legend brother! And did you see us out there? We were real Superstars!"

"Yeah, you sure were Starmon, and all you Pickmons to.

"Yeah, that's right! Don't underestimate us!" A Pickmon said with a smile. The girl smiled.

"Well, looks like I didn't need to do much this time... Well anyway, my name's Allison, and this is my partner, AxeHounmon."

"Thanks for helping us out back there," Emily said. "I'm Emily, and this is Kotemon."

"I'm Sam, and thanks for the Digivice!" Sam yelled.

"No problem! I was just trying to make sure this guy didn't take anymore stuff from people, I didn't have a choice even if you didn't know how to use it!"

"H-hey, what do you mean you had no choice?! Didn't you see potential in me?" Sam yelled angrily.

"No! I don't mean it like that! It's just that... Well lets meet again sometime!"

While they were busy getting cosy there in the background, hidden away in the shadows stood four figures, two of them digimon from their short size.

"Well, looks like we didn't need to get involved this time," a male voice said. "No need to do anything rash Dorumon."

"Heh? But I wanted to fight that digimon!" a small wolf looking digimon whined.

"Yeah, me too," a female voice said, this time coming from a cat-like digimon.

"Don't worry too much about it Gatomon. We just arrived a second too late. We'll get them next time," an older female voice said. "Besides, we have more things to do than hunt down stray Digimon for once. That's pretty rare isn't it?"

"Yeah," the male said. "We have to find him again. And Fleria said that something big was going down anyway. We're barely even given a year to rest and already all hell's gonna break loose. Ah well, guess that happens when you associate with Digimon." The four of them turned away from the scene, their mysteries disappearing under their umbrellas as they left the building, hidden by the blackened rain.