Chaos Rising: Chaotic Evolutions

Author: Katreal

Category: Digimon Seasons II and IV Crossover

Genre: General

Timeline: Frontier-AU after Lucemon's defeat. 02- Practically AU now…After Holy Stones Arc

Notes: I'm experimenting with blending the two POVs so if it doesn't follow the 'rules' I've set down with my other chapters about POVs…well…that's why…

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Anyamon and Akemon's descriptions. Oh…and Shyamon is mine as well.

Chapter 11

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Moshi moshi?"

Ken bit his tongue, deciding to focus on his homework rather than his mother's conversation. He tapped his pencil on the worksheet before writing down the answer. He moved to the next problem.

"Ah, just one moment. Ken! Mr. Ishida is on the line."

'Yamato?' He frowned, accepting the phone from his mother, 'What does he want?'

"This is Ken speaking."

"Ken! At last I got a hold of one of you."

"What is the matter?" He didn't like the unfamiliar tone he heard in the chosen of Friendship's voice. It never herald good news.

"Takeru and the others have not got back yet. I talked to Taichi, he hasn't heard from Hikari either; he's throwing a fit."

"They should have been back hours ago. What could be taking so long?"

"I don't know. Do you think you can open the 'Gate for me? I want to go looking for them."

Ken set his pencil down and put away his homework, he knew he would not get anymore done this night. He glanced up at his mother, who was standing nearby with a worried expression. He covered up the receiving portion of the phone with one hand before asking, "Can Yamato come over? We need to go into the Digital World to find his brother."

She nodded, "Yes. Just make sure you be careful."

He nodded before turning back to the phone, "Yeah, I'll open it. Just come over as soon as you can."

"Thanks Ken."

"No problem."

Ken heard Yamato hang up and he followed suit, gently resting the device on the stand. He let his head fall onto the desk, barely aware of the presence of his mother's hand on his shoulder.

She inhaled sharply, "What's wrong, Ken?"

"Nothing and everything," His voice was muffled by the thick wood, "I just have a feeling…that something big is going to happen and the others are caught in the middle. Again."

-

"What do you think happened?"

Kouichi looked up from his book, watching the two forms pass by the doorway to his room and continue down the hall. One he recognized immediately as the Chosen of Kindness, but the other was foreign to him. It was a tall blonde dressed in a green high school uniform that reminded him of Taichi's. He reasoned that it was another of the original chosen. He set the book on the bed and gently shook Akemon awake. The silvery white digimon was alert within seconds, ears perking up as the voices drifted back down the hallway.

"I don't know Yamato. They were fine when I left."

"Do you think--"

The closing of Ken's door quieted the rest of the conversation. The Warrior of Darkness glanced at his counterpart and mouthed 'Follow?'

Akemon nodded, hopped off the bed and padded down the hall. Kouichi followed, only stopping once to glance uncertainly in the direction of the main household. He didn't fancy the idea of leaving unannounced, but he knew that if they did not hurry they would not be able to keep up with the first two. He pushed open Ken's door, ignoring the guilty feeling he received at invading the other's privacy. The glowing computer screen was the only source of light in the otherwise darkened room, casting the rest of the space into deep shadow. The gate was open and waiting on the monitor; Ken and Yamato's retreating backs could just barely been seen through the little window. Akemon hopped onto the computer chair and Kouichi withdrew his Digivice, "Well, here goes nothing."

He held out the device in front of the computer, mimicking the actions of Takeru and the rest of the Chosen earlier that day, "Digital Gate, Open!"

A flash of light was the only indication anything happened. When it faded, it was as if they were never there.

-

"How much farther Ken?" Gabumon tugged on the Chosen of Kindness' sleeve. The lizard digimon had joined them soon after their arrival, having been told of their coming by Gennai. How the old man had known, neither Yamato nor Ken could guess. Gennai has been, and most likely always will be far beyond their understanding.

Ken sighed, "Not much longer Gabumon. We are about at the point Kimura and I turned back from the main group. The village was just a little past that."

The yellow lizard digimon just nodded in understanding, "I'll go on and scout ahead."

Yamato looked away from the path, instead paying more attention to the other chosen, "This…Kimura…I see you didn't invite him along with us."

Ken's shoulders rose and fell somewhat stiffly, not wanting to dislodge the digimon in his arms, "It was nothing big. He barely knows the others and his partner had been injured earlier. I didn't think it was fair."

The blond delicately raised an eyebrow, his lips thinning into a tight line, "You don't trust him do you?"

Ken shook his head, "Something is just different about him. That is all."

Yamato ran a hand through his hair, but did not comment on the uncertainty in the other chosen's voice. Instead he changed the topic back to the matter at hand, "Do you remember anything that might account for their absence?"

"Well…we did run into a swarm of Snimon earlier. But they were all taken care of before Kimura and I returned. If anything happened, it would've happened after we left."

"Yamato! Ken! Get over here!" Gabumon's voice rang out from up the path. The two Chosen looked at each other and set off running, breaking out of the tree line. Yamato's eyes widened in an almost comical fashion and he dashed onto the scene, "Takeru! Takeru!"

Ken couldn't do anything but gape at the scene before them. It was not just a battlefield, it looked like a scene right out of one a horror movie. The village was in ruins; nothing but an empty shell. Scattered about the ruins were the very people they had been searching for. They were beaten and bruised, thrown every which way like dolls that had been tired of. Their digimon partners were not in any better shape, but at least they were all still alive. Ken quickly joined Yamato at Takeru's side, the golden haired boy lay at the edge of the ruins. Yamato was shaking him gently, whispering his name. An eerie breeze picked up, blowing strands of Ken's blue-black hair into his face. The chosen of Kindness shivered. "Yamato…something's wrong."

"And you call yourself a genius…"

Yamato whirled around, his ice blue eyes searching frantically for someone to place the blame on. His gaze landed on the speaker and he bared his teeth, almost snarling in rage, "Did you do this?"

Ken placed a hand on Yamato's shoulder, "Yamato…be reasonable. I know you are angry—so am I—but there is no way he could've done this. He was at my house all afternoon, right Kimura?"

Kouji raised one blue-black eyebrow in speculation, his lips twitching into a sneer, "Where else would I have been?"

Yamato calmed down enough to have seen Ken's point and returned to trying to wake up his non-responsive brother. Ken gravitated toward the other Chosen, double checking their condition just to make sure there weren't any life-threatening injuries. Luckily there weren't, the worst being a broken wrist where Miyako had landed wrong. The scene looked worse than it actually was, the ash and dirt adding to the morbid feeling and accented the many dark bruises that littered the skin of every single one of the chosen children. Ken sat back from where he had kneeled down next to Daisuke, pulling his hand away from his forehead, "They're so cold…What's going on? Why won't they wake up?"

"You expect me to know? I'm just as clueless as you are," Kouji kicked at a piece of rubble in frustration. It flew through the air, clattering to a stop beside the Chosen of Kindness. Ken lifted his head, studying the stranger who had followed them there. Kouji was a stranger, Ken knew nothing about him except what his cryptic answers had revealed. But even despite all that, he felt that he could relate somewhat to the other. He understood the frustration that the apathetic mask could not hide; he felt it stewing deep inside himself at the very moment. The helpless feeling when you just know that you could have done something to prevent it from happening.

"We shouldn't have turned back…" Anyamon's soft voice drifted from beyond his partner, the black wolf-like digimon melted out from under the shadows of the trees. Pained blue eyes surveyed the scene, "We should've been here to help…"

"Yes you should have," Yamato's voice was soft, but possessed a razor sharp edge. He sat on the charred ground beside his brother, stroking the unresponsive teenager's golden hair, "Maybe then this wouldn't have happened!"

"Stop trying to lay the blame on them," Ken grit out. Unfortunately he knew how emotional Yamato got when his brother was concerned, and he knew that the Chosen of Friendship was a ticking time bomb; ready to blow up at whomever he deemed responsible for Takeru's plight. He had to diffuse the situation before it evolved even further, "It's just as much my fault as theirs, I went back too."

"Don't try and take the blame yourself, Ichijouji," Kouji growled, he didn't appreciate Ken butting in. If Yamato wanted to pin the entire thing on him then he was going to fight it himself.

"As amusing as this is…I'm afraid I must interrupt."

Yamato and Ken both jumped to their feet in surprise, readying their digivices in case the newcomer was hostile. Kouji merely clenched his teeth, the muscles in his jaw tightening, "I know that voice…"

"Good to see you again, Warrior of Light. Now we have all the pieces in place…"

"It's not possible! Lucemon killed you!" Kouji snarled, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, "You did this, didn't you?"

"No actually, my subordinate just wanted to have a little fun," the speaker's voice took on a disinterested air, "I must say he overdid himself…"

"Stop rambling and come out!"

The voice just huffed, "If you insist," something tall and pink shimmered into existence in the center of the ruins, something that Ken soon identified as some sort of digimon. It was not of any type he was familiar with. The digimon was humanoid, and covered head to toe in pink and gold armor. Golden 'ribbons' of metal curved away from its shoulder pads, disappearing behind the digimon. Two golden feather-like protrusions jutted from either side of the pink helmet, giving the digimon a bird-like look. A shield covered up the digimon's right arm, a pink cross-like symbol sprawling across the golden metal. "Well," The amused voice washed over the trio of chosen, the beak-like helmet tilting, "It has been a long time, ne Kouji?"

"Not long enough," Ken easily heard the loathing in the other Chosen's voice. He half-turned toward Kouji, not taking an eye off the regal-looking digimon before them, "Who is that?"

"LordKnightmon…one of the 13 Royal Knights. His attacks are Spiral Masquerade and Argent Fear. Be careful, he is a mega-level digimon," Surprisingly it was not Kouji who answered Ken's question, it was Anyamon. The black wolf was staring at the pink knight, a mix of fear and anger flashing in his blue eyes, "Let's just be glad Dynasmon is not here."

LordKnightmon lifted his head curiously at the digimon's description of himself, "Oh…? Digimon of this world shouldn't know my name, let alone the rest of that. Perhaps you came from the Other with the warrior…You sound familiar…No matter…you will be deleted as well as the rest of them," He flicked his wrist casually, "And don't worry about your friends…they aren't dead, merely sleeping. They aren't the ones I want."

"What do you want?" Ken's mind was racing, if this digimon was indeed at the mega-level, they couldn't defeat him. Not without Daisuke; without Imperialdramon. He knew that Gabumon had once had the ability to warp evolve, but without the Crest of Friendship it was all but useless. He had to figure out a way to get themselves(and the other chosen) away from here. LordKnightmon seemed to be the kind of digimon who liked to gloat about his victories, perhaps he could come up with an idea while the knight was preoccupied.

"Nothing involving you, Avatar…well maybe it does involve you, but you wouldn't understand." He threw his head back and laughed, his free hand hovering over the portion of his face where his mouth would be, as if he was trying to cover the sound, "I don't have to explain myself to you, I just need your assistance."

"After what you did to Takeru and the others? No chance," Yamato spat out, voicing Ken's thoughts aloud. Kouji had similar sentiments, wasting no time making his opinion known.

LordKnightmon sighed, "I should have guessed…oh well. I suppose we'll have to do this the hard way," He snapped his fingers and a large black dog digimon appeared before him, "Cerberumon, don't kill the humans but you can play with their partners."

The hellish looking hound snarled with glee, overly large silver claws digging deep into the ground as he pawed it in anticipation. Anyamon narrowed his eyes at the monster, "Cerberumon, Takuya told me about him. The first digimon Takuya and the others faced in the digital world. He is a rather weak ultimate level, having been defeated by Agnimon, but don't underestimate his Hell Fire attack."

"An ultimate, huh?" Yamato hissed, tightening his fist on his digivice, "We'll see about that. Gabumon?"

"Right!" The small square device that was the trademark of the original chosen began to give off a deep blue light, an answering light flowing off of the yellow lizard digimon, "Gabumon digivolve to…"

The blue light began to expand, completely engulfing Yamato's partner. It shot into the air, a blue and white striped canine head emerging from the blinding radiance. The rest of the huge wolf-like body followed, red-stained claws biting deep into the ground as he landed. He threw his head back and howled, "…Garurumon!"

"I'm not going to let you have all the fun," Wormmon crawled out from behind a pile of rubble, a familiar purple light engulfing him, "Wormmon digivolve to…Stingmon!" The humanoid insect digimon lifted into the air, wings beating rapidly as he moved out of the reach of Cerberumon's flashing claws. Garurumon leapt at Cerberumon, icy blue energy stooting out of his open jaws, "Fox Fire!" Cerberumon easily leapt out of the way, sending an answering green flame at the wolf, "You'll have to do better than that, Hell Fire!"

"Anyamon, slide evolve." Kouji told his partner in a low tone. Ken would have missed it completely if he hadn't moved closer to the pair in an attempt to get out of the way of the looming battle. The black digimon shook his head, "No. I don't want him to recognize me…I'm going to try something different." He nudged his partner's hand, "But, I'll need your help to do it."

Kouji looked at his hand, glancing at the blue and black digivice he held and then to the battle. Understanding dawned, but Ken couldn't see any signs of it besides a slight widening of his eyes, "You want to try it their way, don't you?"

"Why not?" Kouji gripped the digivice, closing his eyes as he concentrated. Ken arched an eyebrow is curiosity at their conversation, what was "Slide Evolution"? Now that he thought about it, the way Anyamon had been digivolving earlier had been rather odd…He abandoned the train of thought when one of Cerberumon's emerald Hell Fire attacks hit too close to the unconscious form of Armadimon. "We have to get them out of there!" Yamato nodded quickly and he and Ken began the long process of removing the fallen chosen and their partners.

Meanwhile, Anyamon jumped away from his partner in surprise as a pure white light began to emit from Kouji digivice. It was answered by a similar glow growing around Anyamon, but the colors within the aura were unstable. Usually the digimon took on their human partner's color, since it was their energy they were using to fuel the transformation. But mixed in with Kouji's pure white light was its anti-thesis. The black and white battled with each other before finally leveling out, "Anyamon digivolve to…"

The colors melded together, settling into a deep, dark, stormy gray, "Shyamon!" A single thundercloud-colored paw stepped out of the radiance, followed closely by a cloud shrouded head. The creature that emerged from the dying light was not what any of the chosen had been expecting. Logic would dictate that a canine-type rookie would evolve into a canine-type champion—Shyamon was not a canine-type digimon.

Shyamon's fur was a mix of light and dark grays, twisting and mixing together in a way that imitated the movements of an active thundercloud. Speaking of thunderclouds, his mane was one. Twisting and writhing about the obviously feline head was an extremely dark mass of shadowy fur. It was infinitely darker than the fur on his body, as pitch black as a starless night. Dusk-colored purple armor seemed to absorb the sunlight from where it was nestled snugly along the lion's back, matching leg-guards stretching from just below the knee to just above padded paws. Shyamon tossed his mane, golden eyes glancing lazily up at his partner.

"So you've found a replacement for your brother, have you?" LordKnightmon's mocking voice washed over the entire battlefield, causing both Kouji and Shyamon to bristle with anger, "I must say that I can see the resemblance. Once a cat person, always a cat-person, eh Kouji? It's a shame you didn't bring the Warrior of Darkness along, then we wouldn't have such a…predicament on our hands. We might not have needed the Avatar—"

"Shut up." Kouji cut the pompous digimon off, well aware of the growl that echoed his words exactly, "Just. Shut. Up!"

LordKnightmon jumped back in the air, easily executing a graceful flip that landed him a good few yards from the small crater that had formed where he had been standing. Shyamon's eyes held a feral look in them as he pulled his forepaw from the ground, black claws fully bared from the failed attack. His tail lashed at the air in frustration, muscles quivering with primal fury. Kouji's attempted to suppress his anger at the sight and it was quickly replaced by worry, "You've got to keep in control, don't let the instincts take over."

"I'm not." The lion digimon ground out, eyes never leaving the faraway form of the royal knight, "I'm fully aware of myself Kouji. I'm just sick and tired of this guy, he almost single-handedly destroyed the Digital World and now he's hurt people that were never even involved."

"Cerberumon, hurry up and finish your job!"

The hell hound whimpered, rolling away from Garurumon's Fox Fire attack only to be hit by Stingmon. The insectoid digimon had come up behind Cerberumon, using his Spiking Finish attack as the Ultimate was distracted. The pinkish-red blade plunged deep into the canine's flank, eliciting a loud howl of pain. Garurumon responded with his own howl, but one of victory. The wolf digimon moved to continue from where Stingmon had left off and plunged his fangs into Cerberumon's throat. Stingmon pulled his blade from Cerberumon, retracting it into his gauntlet, "This is too easy…is he really an Ultimate level?"

"Double teaming…" Cerberumon spat out, He managed to dislodge Garurumon and send the wolf flying. "it's…not fair."

"You worthless fool," LordKnightmon admonished the digimon, ", can't even take down a few champion levels? Shall I call for assistance?"

Cerberumon's eyes widened and he completely disregarded his opponents, shaking his head frantically in denial, "N-no! Don't call him! I can take care of these three."

"Too late." If LordKnightmon had a face, he would be smirking as a portal of darkness opened up beside him, "Come on out, Anubimon."

A tall slender digimon stepped gracefully out of the portal, the muscles in his chest and arms rippling with strength. Graceful wings hung loosely against his back, the golden feathers seeming to have a glow of their own. Anubimon was mostly a humanoid digimon. He stood on two legs and had baggy white pants that had an unknown script running up their sides. His torso was bare from the waist up revealing a layer of light blue fur. Darker patches of fur could be seen on his chest and arms, seeming to form some sort of design. "Cerberumon…" The digimon's words were soft, his canine shaped head tilting toward the dark dog, "You have failed me…"

"I…I can expla-"

"Silence." Anubimon didn't have to raise his voice, the effect was instantaneous; Cerberumon's protest died unfinished. The winged digimon flung an arm out at Cerberumon, "A protector of Hades can never lose, but I will forgive your failure just this once. Return to Hades to await punishment."

The hell hound bowed his head, a puddle of darkness forming at his feet, "As you command." He sunk slowly into the ground, the black pool closing after him. Anubimon ignored the three champion digimon, instead moving his crimson gaze to the one who had called him, "I apologize LordKnightmon…but you can't expect him to fight so soon after the last battle."

"A pity…" The knight drawled, "I guess I overestimated him. It doesn't matter, now you will have to take care of these pests."

Anubimon's gaze flicked over his three opponents, studying each in turn, "Your orders?"

"I need the dark haired humans alive, and preferably unharmed. I don't care about the rest of them." LordKnightmon lifted off the ground, hovering in the air, "I don't see a need to supervise, I have preparations to make."

Garurumon growled as LordKnightmon left, running off after him, "You can't leave yet!"

His way was soon blocked, the large wolf digimon being forced to skid to a stop as Anubimon appeared in front of him in a flash of golden-brown feathers, "Hey! What's the big idea?"

"Stay out of the way," Anubimon knocked Garurumon away, tossing him back to where Stingmon hovered as easily as one would throw a discarded doll, "I have no desire to hurt you, but I will do so if you interfere."

"Well guess what, I'm interfering!" Garurumon pushed himself to his feet and called out to the others, "I could use some help over here!"

"I don't think we can win against him, Garurumon." Stingmon hovered above the wolf, his wings buzzing nervously, "This one is a mega-level digimon. It doesn't matter how many champion digimon we have, we can't stand up to a mega's power."

"We still have to try." Shyamon responded calmly, trying to act confident. Unfortunately the furious lashing of his tail ruined the image by broadcasting his uncertainty about the situation.

"Try all you like if it'll make you feel better about what is going to inevitably happen." The jackal-headed digimon crossed his arms, the bangles around his wrists clanking together, "For what it's worth, I apologize."

"We don't need your apologies, Fox Fire!" Garurumon sent the sickly blue beam spinning directly toward the mega-level. The agile humanoid slid to the side, allowing the freezing fire to just barely singe the tips of his wings. No sooner did he right himself when he had to duck out of the way of a charging Shyamon, the dark-furred feline's claws and teeth flashing in an attempt to hit the fast moving digimon. Anubimon's crimson eyes narrowed and he dug his clawed fingers into Shyamon's back, throwing the lion back over his shoulder just in time to halt another attack from Garurumon. Unfortunately the wolf-digimon could not get out of the way fast enough, the resulting collision putting both beast-type digimon out of the fight for the moment.

But that moment was all Anubimon needed. He was not a mega in name alone, he had all the power and experience to back it up. It wasn't long before Stingmon also joined the other two on the ground, having been discovered trying to attack the Egyptian-themed digimon while the other two had distracted him.

Anubimon held out his arms, forming a triangle with his fingers and setting his sights on the crumpled heap of champions, "Pyramid Power." A white light formed in between his hands and shot at the air above the grounded digimon. There it split into three separate orbs and each shot at the ground, leaving trails of light where the energy had traveled. A surge of black energy ran up these white trails and spread out, filling the void between the trails with a semi-transparent grey barrier.

He let his hands fall to his sides as the field stabilized, trapping the last of the chosen children's digimon partners within the depths of the pyramid. "I did say I did not want to hurt you, but you gave me no choice."

But then all of a sudden he was gone, leaving nothing but golden-brown feathers in his wake. A rush of air shot by the chosen children, not even giving them enough time to turn around before Anubimon touched down directly behind them. A clawed hand latched onto Kouji's arm, twisting it sharply. Kouji cried out in pain as his fingers were wrenched open and the blue and black digivice tumbled to the ground. A second hand dug into Ken's shoulder, the claws shredding his sleeve and drawing blood from the revealed skin. Anubimon hung his head and whispered something just loud enough for both boys to hear, "Amemit."

-

Chapter 11 is done, finally. I've been working on this on and off for the past few months, but I couldn't quite figure out how to make it flow. I still can't, but I figure you guys deserve something…It's a sizable length, at last count 4400+ words and 12 pages at 1.5 spacing and 9 font. I know it is nowhere near what it should be for neglecting this for so long but…well…it's something right?

Anyway, did anyone guess correctly on who the villain was? Be truthful now. Who guessed that it was LordKnightmon? I know there were a few 'Lucemon's in there. And does anyone have any idea for an attack for Shyamon? Leave me a suggestion in a review, I have a few in mind but I want to see if any of you all have an idea.

Is anyone disappointed in this? If so, I'm sorry. Anyway, this story is now drawing close to the end, but the fun stuff is just about the begin. Joy.

No I'm not being sarcastic…okay well in a way I am. It's so much fun coming up with this stuff, but its so hard to get down in words…Does that make sense?

Anyway, please leave a review with comments, criticism, anything. Please help my poor pride as a writer, I fear it suffering from lack of comments…

No idea when the next chapter will be scheduled for, but I doubt it will be as long a wait this time, I don't think Friendless Girl will let me put it off for too long after this 5ish month wait…