Hello and thank you for your patience! As a reward I am giving you an extra long chapter with explanations and another fight since there were so many cliffies in the previous chapter! Pay attention, this is gonna be a doozy!
Be warned, this has quite a bit of blood in it; emphasis on 'quite'.
"So who is this Digitalia?" Britain asked.
Oramon's eyes glowed ominously, "His name is…Azelmon," he answered.
"Azelmon* is a Digitalia with the rare ability to look into the hearts and minds of others," Oramon began, "He can see who or what you care about most in an instant. He used to be good and kind, using his ability to learn more about other Digitalia and earn their friendship and trust. He eventually began to teach young Digitalia how to harness their newfound abilities and powers to use in combat…which unfortunately turned him into the Digitalia he is today."
"What happened?" China asked.
Oramon's eyes glimmered with a hint of sadness, "Before he began to teach the youth of his home, he became especially close friends with a Digitalia called Raphmon*. Like Azelmon, he too possessed a very rare ability; the ability to heal any injury no matter how severe or fatal it may be. Even if a Digitalia is newly killed or defeated, he can easily revive them. He brought Azelmon to a…training ground where he met three other Digitalia known as Gabrimon*, Mikmon*, and Nuelmon*.
"Together they harnessed their abilities; Gabrimon had the ability to foresee any future event or recall any past events in exact detail, Mikemon had the power of reason; he would stand up to anything he deemed wrong and easily create negotiations that could benefit everyone (not exactly a good combat ability, but then again, it could prevent fights to begin with), and Neulmon had the ability to banish evil from a Digitalia's heart. All five of them used their powers to help their fellow Digitalia and avoided violence as much as they could.
"Their Master, the one who trained them, never tolerated violence; he didn't teach his students many combat skills since his motive was to bring peace to the Digital World. This caused some unrest in Azelmon; he had grown up in the wild as an orphan with no one to look after him. He grew up solely on fighting and survival skills. He didn't want to see any young Digitalia be placed in a situation like his, so he snuck away time and time again to teach young Digitalia he had befriended all he knew of combat.
"As days went by, his four companions noticed that the younger Digitalia were getting more and more aggressive with each other leading to more and more fights, yet Azelmon continued to train them. He is actually the reason so many bad Digitalia have been appearing recently. This went on for nearly a year until he was discovered; Raphmon, his dear and loyal friend whom he had grown to love and trust over the years, spotted him and reported his finding to their Master. Their Master was furious and ordered Raphmon, Gabrimon, Mikmon and Nuelmon to apprehend him.
"Azelmon was brought before his Master and was accused of corrupting and degrading the Digitalia as well as going against his Master's wishes. Azelmon tried to protest that he was only trying to help protect the Digitalia, but the Master was too blind by rage to listen. He subjected Azelmon to a year-long punishment as well as banishment to the dreaded Shadow Mountains. Raphmon then bound Azelmon hand and foot before his other three friends bound him to a jagged rock and tossed him into a pit, where he remained in utter darkness, hated by everyone; even the youth Digitalia didn't show him any pity.
"The four students of the Master never acknowledged him nor spoke of him again; erased their friendship with him from their minds. As the year slowly passed, Azelmon…changed; his heart became twisted as his mind went over the thoughts of his close friends and Master betraying him. Sadness led to anger, anger led to hate, and hate turned to vengeance. When he was finally released, he was sent to the Shadow Mountains."
"What are the Shadow Mountains?" Romano asked.
"It is a place where sunlight can never reach," Oramon answered, "All evil Digitalia are sent there because the darkness lures them and corrupts them even further. But because of the darkness, all the Digitalia stay there because of how the mountain affects their powers. After Azelmon was sent there, the Master and the four students created a barrier around the area to keep his evil in case he decided to seek revenge. This only angered and corrupted Azelmon even more.
"He spent a year wallowing in the darkness and evil surrounding him until he gained more power then he could ever imagine. He broke through the barrier and returned to his home…not a single Digitalia was left alive. He moved to every part of the Digital World for two years until everyone knew his name…until he finally faced his former friends. The fight was brutal but short-lived; since the students hadn't been taught many fighting skills it didn't take long for Azelmon to overpower them…"
Azelmon gave a toothy smile to his former friends, "It's been a long time," he said, "Did you miss me?"
"Hardly," Nuelmon answered coldly, "You're going to pay dearly for all those innocent lives you took!"
Azelmon frowned, "I thought you and your Master hated violence," he said.
"We aren't going to fight you; but you will be forced if need be if you do not return to the Shadow Mountains from whence you came!" Mikmon answered.
Azelmon smiled, "Well, that makes things much more interesting," he walked towards them as green and blue flames appeared on his fingertips, "You see, none any of the Digitalia I've faced so far were a worthy challenge, perhaps one of you will give me a good fight."
His shining red eyes fell on Raphmon, "We can't have you healing your friends, that wouldn't be fair," he waved his hand and a dark aura surrounded Raphmon. Azelmon lowered his hand and an invisible energy forced the Digitalia to the ground. Raphmon felt as if gravity all around him was ten times stronger, he could only manage to lift his head slightly.
"Now that that's settled…" Azelmon swiftly turned before thrusting his left hand into Nuelmon's stomach. The three Digitalia gasped in horror as Azelmon's bloodied hand appeared through Nuelmon's back. Nuelmon gagged and choked as blood began to dribble from his mouth. Azelmon ripped his arm out of his and Digitalia immediately collapsed to the ground, his blood pooling around him before completely vanishing.
"NUELMON!" the three students screamed and Azelmon simply smiled as he watched Raphmon desperately struggle to get free so he could get to his friend, "How does it feel?" Azelmon asked him, "To be completely helpless to save the ones you care about?"
Raphmon glared at him, "You…you demon!" he spat.
Mikmon clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles were white and Gabrimon gritted his teeth. With a cry, the two Digitalia fired a spell at Azelmon. To their horror, the Digitalia simply batted them away as if they were nothing. He strode towards them,
"Your Master never really taught good combat spells," he snapped his fingers and a ring of fire appeared around Gabrimon, "I'm surprised you didn't foresee any of this Gabrimon, isn't that your only real talent?" Azelmon asked before he raised his arms causing the flames to grow in height and heat causing Gabrimon to shield his face from the intense heat, "Let me guess; your Master wouldn't let you see into the future and told you to just allow fate to 'make its own decisions' ." he mocked.
Mikmon lunged at Azelmon who simply held up his palm sending a shockwave of energy to blow him back. "You blindly let your so-called Master mold you into mindless servants; that has made you weaker than any Digitalia in this world!"
Azelmon pointed to a tree that was near Mikmon and its roots sprung to life. The roots came out of the ground and wound themselves around Mikmon, lifting him into the air before a thick root wound around his neck, not tightly enough to choke him but for him to have trouble breathing properly.
"No! Let them go Azelmon!" Raphmon cried desperately, still trying to break free of the spell.
Azelmon turned to him as the flames surrounding Gabrimon began to slither towards him like snakes, "You are the weakest of all of them," Azelmon said, venom dripping from his words, "You allowed your Master to corrupt you so much that you turned against me; your best friend!" he yelled as his eyes darkened.
"Please stop!" Raphmon yelled, tears of fear coming to his eyes.
This only caused Azelmon to intensify the spells holding the two Digitalia causing them to struggle more, "I think it's time to show you how much suffering I had to go through," Azelmon hissed,
"No! Don't…don't do it!" Raphmon pleaded.
"Which means…" Azelmon continued,
"Please don't!" Raphmon begged.
"Taking everything you. Hold. Dear!" he finished and raised both hands into the air before clenching them into fists.
"NOOOO!" Raphmon screamed as the flames surrounding Gabrimon enveloped him causing him to scream in agony as the flames ate away at his skin and the root around Mikmon's neck gave a sharp twist which resulted in a sickening crack. The flames subsided and the tree roots returned to their former state as the two lifeless Digitalia lay motionless on the ground.
Tears cascaded down Raphmon's face as he watched his two friends disappear. Azelmon walked towards him and knelt in front of him before releasing the spell that held him on the ground.
"It hurts doesn't it," Azelmon whispered in his ear, "More than any attack from any Digitalia…and now," Azelmon grasped Raphmon by the throat and lifted him into the air, "You are going to experience something far worse than anything you have been through…" he hissed.
Raphmon's teary eyes widened as he watched Azelmon reach towards him…
"To put it bluntly…he destroyed him slowly and painfully until there was nothing left. The Master appeared not long after, having arrived too late to save his beloved students. He fought Azelmon with all his might until the match ended in a stalemate. In the small time allotted, the Master cast a spell on Azelmon causing him to hibernate during the time of the full moon. Azelmon disappeared, vowing to return one day more powerful than ever." Oramon finished.
The nations and the Digitalia's eyes were wide with horror at the story; they were speechless at how twisted and powerful this Digitalia was. Oramon looked down at his folded hands, "I can't help but blame myself; I never knew that Azelmon was capable of such horrific deeds," he said sadly.
"Wait, you knew Azelmon?" Austria asked.
Oramon nodded, "All too well…for I am the Master that trained him and his companions." He said causing everyone's jaws to drop.(Gasp! :o Plot twist!)
"If I hadn't been so blind by my want for peace, he and his fellow Digitalia would probably still be here today." Oramon said.
"But why would Azelmon take their memories away?" Alfamon asked gesturing to the nations.
Oramon looked up, "I believe it is because of the prophecy that I foresaw as I was teaching Azelmon and his companions," he answered.
"Prophecy?" Britain asked.
Oramon nodded, "An ancient legend that told of a prophecy; it has been said that seven beings from another world will come and will each form a partnership with a Digitalia. They will journey far to find the Dark One who has taken something dear to them and destroy him so light can return to the Digital World." He said, "Azelmon took your memories because he does not want the prophecy to come true, for your stolen memories hold the key to his demise; your memories… and your Digitalia's memories."
The Digitalia's eyes widened, "But…we haven't lost our memories," Lizamon protested but Oramon waved his finger, "That is what you think; you shall discover soon enough," he said as he got to his feet.
"If you want to find Azelmon then you must cross the mountain, follow the river and you should find a town of hospitable Digitalia and go north from there. Now you must rest, and I must return to the mountain." Oramon said.
"Thank you for everything Oramon," Alfamon said and all the Digitalia and nations nodded in agreement.
"I'm glad to have been of help; I wish you luck on your journey." He said before creating the blue orb between his hands again and teleporting away.
Everyone looked at each other and sighed, it was defiantly going to be a while before they ever got home.
The next day after getting themselves together they headed up the mountain. Luckily, the damage caused by the fight with Vulgarimon wasn't too severe so they managed to get over the mountain in one piece without any other Digitalia attacking them.
Once they finally started the journey down the mountain, Britain approached Alfamon, "Alfamon, why do all the Digitalia vanish into thin air when we defeat them or if they…you know…" he said.
"Why didn't ya ask Oramon when he was with us?" Alfamon asked.
Britain put a hand on his head, "I was too busy digesting that brutal Azelmon story," he answered.
Alfamon nodded, "Fair enough; when a Digitalia is injured then they just stay put where they are until they heal, but if they're defeated or…killed, then their body disappears and their spirit goes to a place known as the Soul Well."
Britain nodded, "So…it's possible for you and any of the others to-"
"Die? Yes, we can die; but that won't happen, hero's promise!" Alfamon said with a smile and a thumbs up. Britain slightly smiled back and they continued down the mountain until they finally reached the river.
All the Digitalia tensed for a moment as they began walking along the deep river's edge, "There's a Digitalia around here," Felimon said.
Everyone froze in their tracks and looked around, "It's on the move…but I can't tell where," Alfamon said frowning.
Time seemed to stand still as they waited for this new enemy, the stillness occasionally broke when one of their Digitalia's animal features twitched from the enemy's movements. Then, everything seemed to happen all at once. A long a slimy appendage broke the surface of the water; it slithered towards the group in seconds and wrapped itself around France's ankle before dragging him into the water.
Everyone let out a cry of alarm and Mattamon ran to the river's edge before diving in after his partner. After a few seconds, a huge explosion of water erupted from the river and Mattamon was thrown back onto land. Everyone looked up to see what looked like an eel the size of an airplane emerge from the water with a petrified France wrapped in the Digitalia's tail.
Alfamon held up his marble and his eyes widened, "Aw crap; that's Guillmon*!" he exclaimed, "He's partially blind so he can only catch food that's bright in color!"
"He must've seen France's clothes and thought he was food!" Felimon cried.
"I told that idiot that wearing flashy clothes like that was a bad idea!" Britain said angrily as Mattamon got to his feet.
"Well, we can't just sit here; let's go!" Alfamon yelled as he took flight with Lizamon and Gilbamon close behind.
"Ice Breath!" Mattamon said quietly as he froze a majority of the river's surface so the land Digitalia could get up close to fight if need be.
"Hey Gilbamon," Alfamon said,
"Vat?" Gilbamon asked.
"I wanna try something, listen…" Alfamon quickly whispered his plan to Gilbamon who smirked when he had finished, "Let's give it a try!" he said.
The two flew side by side over Guillmon and raised their hands,
"Star Blast!"
"Flash Fire!"
The two attacks flew towards the eel before they began to get closer together. Eventually, the two attacks combined to create a starry beam lit with blue flames. The attack hit head on and the two Digitalia gave each other a high five; but their victory was short-lived as Guillmon recovered and shot a large orb of electricity from its mouth, shocking the two Digitalia until they were extra crispy.
"Alfamon!"
"Gilbamon!" Britain and Germany yelled as they fell into the water.
The two Digitalia resurfaced and hoisted themselves onto the frozen portion of the pond and flapped their drenched wings to dry them out while the other Digitalia attacked.
Guillmon shot another electric orb towards the advancing Digitalia, "Sakura Gale!" Kikumon yelled as the gust of wind burst forth from his palms. He grimaced as he barely managed to stop the attack and send it back towards the monster.
Guillmon roared in agony as he was shocked by his own attack, but the plan backfired. The giant eel slammed his head into the frozen part of the pond to try and ignore the pain causing the ice to shatter and cause a huge tidal wave. All the Digitalia were wiped out as the wave crashed onto land soaking everyone and everything. Everyone shivered and coughed as they got themselves together, when Alfamon noticed the absence of a certain Digitalia, "Where's Mattamon?" he asked.
Everyone looked back towards the pond to see the familiar white bear ears gliding through the water towards France and the unsuspecting Guillmon. Mattamon climbed onto the Digitalia without a sound and tried to get France free from the monsters' hold, but Guillmon was more alert than he seemed. He gave his tail a sharp flick, throwing poor Mattamon into the air. His sight may not have been much, but his sense of touch and smell were right on the money.
Mattamon fell into the water and resurfaced just in time to see Guillmon raise his head, and slam him into the water. Almost all the breath was forced out of Mattamon as he began to sink into the rivers depths. His eyesight began to blur as he could barely make out the terrified face of France watching him sink.
The Digitalia could hear his partners muffled shouts, "Mattamon, don't give up!" France yelled.
Mattamon shut his eyes and clenched his fists as France's Hetavice began to glow.
"MATTAMON!" France yelled one last time before the Digitalia opened his eyes with new strength as the light from France's Hetavice enveloped him.
The light broke the surface of the water as everyone watched the small figure that was Mattamon rapidly grow,
"Mattamon…Hetavolve to…Kumaplemon*!"
The light faded and there was silence; until out of nowhere, Guillmon was pulled underwater by an invisible force. France was thrown into the water as Guillmon resurfaced with a huge bloody bite mark on his back.
France was then lifted out of the water as he found himself sitting on the back of a large polar bear the size of a double-decker bus. "Don't worry France; I'll show this poser what it REALLY means to be in pain!" Mattamon's voice said angrily.
"Dude, rock out! He became Kumaplemon!" Alfamon exclaimed with delight with a fist pump.
The polar bear let out a roar before chomping down on Guillmon again. The eel roared in pain and attempted to fight back, but Kumaplemon just sunk his fangs deeper into his skin. France held onto the polar bear's thick fur as the fight was brought underwater. Drops of blood here and there were seen, but the other's could only pray that it didn't belong to Kumaplemon or France.
Eventually, the two resurfaced; the polar bear only having gained a few minor cuts now held the giant eel in his mouth like a fresh fish. Kumaplemon threw him to the other side of the river and quickly followed.
He raised his paw over the fading Guillmon, "Icicle Slash!" he yelled as his paw became solid ice with long sharp icicles replacing his claws that were about five feet long.
Kumaplemon drove the attack right home, slashing right across Guillmon's throat. Crimson stained the river as Guillmon's limp body collapsed into the water before disappearing. Kumaplemon got out of the water and allowed France to get off before glowing and returning back to a soaking wet Mattamon who fell to his hands and knees panting heavily.
After a moment, Mattamon looked up and smirked, "I got him," he said quietly. Everyone smiled as France helped Mattamon to his feet.
One thing was for sure; no one would be forgetting this guy anytime soon.
O.O *blink blink* was that really Canada just now?
I'd like to see you try and forget him NOW!
OH EM GEE this took freakin forever! It took a lot of studying; but I hope I satisfied everyone with the explanations.
Just to clarify: In this fic, Digitalia CAN die. And when they die, they STAY dead. Sorry, but there are no Digieggs in this universe. No one and I mean NO ONE gets reborn if they die here, but I'll explain more about the Soul Well the deeper we get.
...Oh relax, I won't make any of the main seven die, that would just be CRUEL! . . ...Weeeeeelllllll...we'll see I guess...nopromises ANYWAY!
As for the flashback...I'll say what they look like later on, so just use you imagination!
*Meanings
-Azelmon: I think we can all guess where this came from if you've seen X-Men. He's based on a demon called Azazel. According to the Judaism religion he was the one who brought violence and weapons and shit to mankind.
-Raphmon: Name based on the archangel Raphael.
-Gabrimon: Based on the archangel Gabriel
-Mikmon: Based on the archangel Michael
-Nuelmon: Based on the archangel Phanuel (I know, you're probably wondering by now, what's with all the angels? I'll explain the story when I'm done here)
-Guillmon: From the name Anguillidae which is Latin for freshwater eels
-Kumaplemon: Kumajiro + Maple = Kumaplemon...Oh come one, tell me you saw THIS one coming. I for one thinks it really fits a giant polar bear.
Ooooookaaaaaay, now for the story. I'm sorry if I offend anyone by how I word this but I want to speed this along. The story of Azelmon's past was inspired by the Jewish myth of Azazel in 1 Enoch.
You know how I said before how Azelmon brought weapons to the world? Weeeeellllll, the four archangels told on him and God wasn't too happy about the whole war and battle thing going on. He told Raphael to tie Azazel hand and foot and place among jagged rocks and forever cover him in darkness.
So...catch all the references? If not, just PM me.
Again, I'm sorry if I offended anyone. I didn't mean any harm. This was just to benefit the story and it fit so well.
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