(Don't own digimon, won't until 2026. V-mon X belongs to onlinewarrior094.)
Rebels
Niall woke to see flowers. The sight comforted him before his mind began niggling him to remember something. Something important. "Uuunnnhh…" he groaned. Sleeping at the table was not a good… THE TABLE! He scrambled to his feet and looked around. He was standing in the middle of a meadow with a forest to what he assumed was the east.
"Ah, you're awake." came a voice from behind him. Niall turned and gaped at the newcomer. It was a V-mon, but with several differences. It had golden gauntlets that ran back to its elbows, and a similarly-coloured helmet. Its tail was longer and less ridged, and it had legs similar to a goats, but scaled rather than covered with hair. It was also clearly injured. Blood was seeping from a cut on its stomach.
"No need to worry. I'll be fine." the digimon smiled as he saw Niall's eyes drifting to the wound. "Y-you're a V-mon." Niall babbled. The digimon looked offended. "V-mon X. I'm a V-mon X." "Sorry." replied the teen, whose head was beginning to swim again. He fell to his knees and retched violently.
"Not to worry, the transition from atomic to digital matter usually takes some getting used to." Niall clutched his head. "Oh God…" V-mon X grimaced and likewise fell to one knee. "It is about time I told you why you have come. Follow me." Niall struggled to his feet and set off after the limping digimon.
"This is the fifth continent of the digital world, the Continent of Processor. All the digimon here are mindless drones working for someone. I don't know who, but they're very powerful." Niall cast his memory back to the second message his laptop had received. "Let me guess, this someone thinks he's a god." "Yes. He has control of all the digimon, except for those who were hacked into the system, like me."
"Hacked into the system? I don't follow, and where're Eoghan and Darren?" Niall growled, angry at being unceremoniously dragged into a world he knew next to nothing about. "Your friends were separated from you during your travel to this world. They will be okay, but we need you to start helping us now." Niall snarled, fiercely devoted to his friends. "Yeah, and who's we?" V-mon X smiled as they approached a temple-like structure. "Time for you to find out."
They walked into what was unmistakably a throne room. A humanoid digimon sat on an ornately designed throne. A second reptilian digimon stood beside it. V-mon X walked up to the throne and bowed low. "My lord, one of the chosen humans." The seated digimon turned to Niall. "Greetings. I am BrokenAngemon. This is RebelGreymon, and you have met V-mon X." The speaker resembled an Angemon, but it wore black robes rather than blue and its right arm was skeletal. It also had four silver wings rather than six white ones. The reptile - or more specifically, dinosaur, digimon looked like WarGreymon, but without any armour and dressed in a viridian toga.
"I am sure you have many questions, but first we must-" BrokenAngemon's words were cut short by an explosion as the roof caved inwards. Dozens of Guardromon burst in, followed by a HiAndromon wearing some kind of tunic with an intricate design on it.
"You there!" droned HiAndromon to one of the Guardromon. "Inform our master that we have discovered the hacked digimons' base of operations." The machine digimon saluted awkwardly and flew off using hidden jets. RebelGreymon stepped in front of BrokenAngemon. "Get the human to a safe place, my lord. Hurry!" he growled as he gathered energy into his palms. "Khione Force!" he roared, unleashing a blast of ice that shattered several Guardromon. He drew back again and unleashed a similar attack. "Hephaestus Force!" The ball of fire melted many of the remaining soldiers.
BrokenAngemon held his palm to a pillar of rock in the corner of the room. "Hand of Regret!" A violet beam of light shattered the stone to reveal a portal, which quickly began to shrink. He nodded to V-mon X, who grabbed Niall by the waist and jumped through the portal. The last thing Niall heard was HiAndromon shouting "Atomic Ray!", followed by BrokenAngemon's shouts of pain, before that increasingly familiar feeling washed over him and the world went dark.
(I'm only putting up profiles for my own original digimon. You can check the rest by Google searching "DMA Digidex".)
BrokenAngemon/ Attribute: Data/ Level: Champion(Adult)/ Type: Fallen Angel/ Attacks: Holy Dark Wing, Judgement Staff/ Finisher: Hand of Regret
A Fallen Angel type digimon, he was a Devimon who turned away from the darkness, but is not yet completely pure. He cannot accept total light or darkness and therefore took on this halfway form.
RebelGreymon/ Attribute: Vaccine/ Level: Mega(Ultimate)/ Type: Dragon Man/ Attacks: Neo Tornado, Slayer Fist, Wyvern Comet/ Finisher: Hephaestus Force, (or) Khione Force
A subspecies of WarGreymon with the power to manipulate fire, and to a lesser extent, ice. He refuses to wear armour, believing it a show of weakness, but has extensive magical abilities. As a result of not wearing armor, his skin has become tougher than normal.