Loki921: Hey everybody! Sorry its been so long since my last post. School has been taken up my free time. I'm graduating from college in just over a week. The projects and reports I have had to do have left me with barley anytime to sleep, let alone write.
?:Let's not forget that you have finals next week.
Loki921: I was getting to that. Anyway let me introduce our special guest. You know him. You may love him. He's a boy with attitude.
?: Hey!
Loki921: And its not Matt Ishida. Lets give a warm welcome to Frontier's Lone Wolf and Bandana Boy, Koji Minamoto!
Koji: Why am I even here?
Loki921: I invited you and your friends forced you to come once they heard. Speaking of, where is...
Koji: He said that he would be here next time. He had something come up that demanded his full attention. Lucky.
Loki921: What was that?
Koji: I said that I would almost rather be involved in one of Takuya's crazy plans than be here. Almost.
Loki921: Watch it. I can do things that can give you nightmares.
Koji: Like what?
Loki921: Make you 20, and force you in a chippendale outfit.
Koji: Embarrassing maybe. Nightmare inducing not so much.
Loki921: And then throw you to rabid fangirls. (Screaming can be heard from off screen).
Koji:...Did tell you how happy I am to be here today? (Sweating).
Loki921: Thats better. Now its time for thank you's. Ready Koji?
Koji: Lets get this over with.
Loki921: I want to thank my readers, reviewers, and people who favorited, commented, and followed.
Koji: Thanks for being such great people, and providing motiviation to keep this story going.
Loki921: I noticed an increase in the story stats, and I'm really thrilled about that. I also loved all the comments. I read over them many times, and got a good laugh out of a specific one. Thank You!
Koji: Thanks.
Loki921: Now I want to say that I was surprised at how many people knew where I got the strategy of fusing and defusing from, Digimon Adventure V-Tamer 01 manga, so congratulations to those who got it right. I guess that proves that there are still a lot of Digimon fans out there. I'm so proud. I'm still debating if I want to make the manga cannon for not for this fanfiction.
Koji: Does it matter?
Loki921: It may. Now I want to try something new.
Koji: Like what?
Loki921: A game of sorts. From now on I will have a special trivia game.
Koji: What are the rules?
Loki921: Simple. In each chapter I will give a set of clues to a mystery digimon. The readers just have to guess the digimon based off of those clues. The harder the digimon is to guess the more points its worth on a scale of 1-3 points. Each person can keep up with their own points, or I may keep up with them myself (Hint).
Koji: Sounds simple enough. Whats the catch?
Loki921: No catch. Just that the digimon may or may not have a role or appearance some time in the story. Now Koji get piece of paper and write down what you think the answer maybe. Here we go:
Guess that Digimon or Character: (2 points).
Hint 1: This digimon is technically from another digital world that has not been shown in any of the seasons yet.
Hint 2: This digimon appeared in seasons 1, 2, and 4, (3, 1, and 2 episodes respectively).
Hint 3: A certain scene with this digmon makes many people cry.
Do you know the digimon? The answer will be revealed next chapter.
Koji: (Scribbles something down on a piece of paper.) Thats an easy one.
Loki921: Well it is the first question. Lets see what your answer is. (Looks at Koji's paper.) That's right!.
Koji: Not that hard.
Loki921: Alright now onto some info about this chapter. This is the darkest chapter i have written yet. It does contain some minor cursing (some being a one word or so) and blood. I have marked a particular passage due to it being a little gruesome. Its only one paragraph and can be skipped if your squeamish, but it is nothing particularly bad. Most of my chapters may get dark but not like this one. Also fair warning, I'm not against killing off main characters, but only when there is a good enough reason for it, not just to do it. Also this is not my favorite chapter; it was written over a long period of time causing the writing to change somewhat making it awkward in my opinion. I'll go back and edit it at some point in time.
Koji: O.K...
Loki921: I originally planned for this chapter to have more parts, but it was so long (around 11,000 words) already that I decided to divide it into two parts. I will upload the next chapter as soon as it is finished, but it maybe next week or the following week due to finals.
Koji: Is that it?
Loki921: Yep. Care to due the the honors.
Koji: Loki921 does not own Digimon, only his grades.
Loki921: Hey! I'm passing at least.
Koji: And if he did own Digimon there would be a whole season where all the characters from all 6 seasons worked together, not just an episode or so.
Loki921: Without further ado I bring you the next chapter of Digimon: Flame Within Miracles.
Koji: Spirit Evolution...Lobomon!
Lobomon: "Lobo Kendo!"
Chapter 5: Armageddon part 1
Location:?
The garden was beautiful, full of several shrubs and trees, both shade and fruit, and many kinds of flowering bushes and vines. The garden itself was enclosed by a crystalline wall that when the light of the sun it hit just right it would shine in a rainbow of colors. The colors would then pass over the nearby streams that flowed through out the garden from a central fountain changing the colors of the water, forming the image of liquid rainbows flowing amongst the plants. The fountain in the middle was around eight feet tall with three tiers made of clear crystal. The water shot out from the top tier down the second one, and into the basin of the third that formed about a three-foot-deep and six-foot-wide basin. The water then flowed out into the streams through small channels that were about four inches down from the rim of the basin in each of the four cardinal directions.
Sitting on the edge of the fountain was a male figure. The figure had its right hand out with the palm out and face up. Floating in the air above the palm was a large golden ring that was several inches thick that was engraved with digi-code. Many would recognize it as a holy ring. Instead of being completely empty in the middle there was an image. The holy ring was acting like a sort of magic mirror letting the figure spy on to events that were taking place elsewhere.
"So Fallenmon is the first to make an appearance," the figure said as he continued to gaze at the ring watching as Flamemon quickly jumped back in order to avoid the spear of darkness. The fire digimon wasted no time in launching himself at the fallen angel, drawing his fist, and then throwing a fiery punch at its face, but Fallenmon caught the fist in his own hand.
"Is that all you got," Fallenmon's voice echoed from the ring.
"Not even close," Flamemon smirked, catching Fallemon by surprise.
"Baby Salamander!" Flamemon quickly surrounded himself in an aura of fire. The flames traveled through his fist and onto Fallenmon's arm. The fallen angel had to quickly let go of the fire digimon before the flames completely consumed him. Not willing to let a chance go to waste, Flamemon grabbed onto the burning arm and swung over it.
"Flame Tail!" Flamemon slammed his flaming tail with as much force as he could muster right into Fallenmon's face, forcing more searing flames onto the digimon's body. He then landed back onto the ground, and turned back towards his enemy.
The damage had been to much for Fallenmon. The injuries he sustained from his previous fight with the DigiDestined had been hurting, but now the flames had made them worse. The pain appeared to be almost was almost debilitating. Sparing a glance at Flamemon, he started to glow black, and split back into Devimon and LadyDevimon.
"So far you are doing well Davis, but if you keep fighting using just brute force this fight won't last much longer," said the figure, a smirk gracing his lips as his blue eyes shined in amusement under his blonde bangs. Suddenly his eye's narrowed and turned away from the ring and to a shadowy corner of the garden. Leaning against the wall was another male figure. He was tall and wore a leather biker's jacket and a purple helmet on his head that had a hole for the figure's third eye. A metallic rat-like tail came out of the leather jeans. On his hips where two guns.
"Why are you here," he said to the figure.
"I think you know the answer to that," the figure in the corner responded.
"I assume that you being here means that the time has come, Beelzemon. Well you're a little late. I already know, I've been aware for a while now."
"I can see," Beelzemon said as he looked at the image in the ring of Flamemon dodging a strike from Tyrfing. Plucking an apple from the tree he strode closer to the ring. "Fallenmon. Haven't seen him for a while, but not so surprising to see him now."
"Indeed. It was only a matter of time before his return."
"I have to admit that Dynasmon did a good job on him last time," Beelzemon lifted the apple to his mouth and took a bite, tearing into the flesh with his sharp fangs. "Quite clever actually. I wouldn't have thought to separate him into two pieces."
"Dynasmon was no fool," the first figure smirked.
"Neither was Fallenmon. Prideful, yes, but not a fool," Beelzemon stated as he finished his apple, core and all. He then turned around and walked back to the corner that he appeared in.
"Not staying to see the rest of the fight?"
"Why would I," Beelzemon stated glancing back only a second at the ring that showed Flamemon launching a fireball at Fallenmon that exploded on contact with the fallen angel's face. "We both know how this is going to end; plus, I have a set of twins to get back to before they wake up and find me missing."
"Never thought I would see the day that the great Beelzemon, The Demon Lord of Gluttony turned nanny."
Beelzemon only form of acknowledgement was a rude gesture with a raised hand as he vanished into the shadows, but before he completely disappeared he called out, "Like the new look."
The figure only rolled his eyes. Before turning to the entrance of the garden where three more figures were approaching. Two were male and the third was female; the female seemed to be the leader, walking a few steps in front of the male that was using a cane, while the other male was standing away from the other two.
"Who was that," the woman asked the figure that was on the fountain.
"An old comrade," the figure said casting one last glance at the corner. "Now has your assignment been going?"
"Swell. Now if only I could get this one to actually focus," the woman said indicating the male that was just behind her.
"I resent that," the male said as the woman rolled her eyes, but then she caught sight of the ring and the battle it was depicting.
"What's this?"
"I'm watching a battle that is taking place in Azulongmon's domain," the blonde male said. "In fact, why don't you all join me. I think that you will find it most interesting."
The woman and the male behind her shrugged and walked closer. The other male narrowed his yellow eyes in suspicion, but reluctantly got closer to the ring. When they all got close enough the ring began to expand from being the size of a large armband to that of a hula-hoop, and as the ring expanded so did the image until it was big enough for all four figures to clearly see the battle taking place. They watched a fire slid under a blast of darkness that a fallen angel shot out from a pentagram that it had quickly drawn with its crimson sword. The blast hit the forest behind him, and just before the forest was destroyed a blue dragon that the three new commoners recognized ran from the trees and onto the field.
"Veemon! What is he doing there, and who are the other two digimon," asked the woman as a scowl crossed her face.
"Why wouldn't he be there; his partner is fighting after all," the blonde figure said as if it was the simplest thing in the world gaining confused looks from the female and the male who was following her and another look of suspicion from the yellowed eyed figure.
"The Digi-Brat is there? Where? Where? I don't see him," the male with the cane said moving his head around in different angles trying to see past the limits of the ring in hopes of seeing Veemon's partner hiding in the landscape.
"Right here in front of you," the blonde laughed. "He is the Flamemon."
"If I'm correcting in assuming that the fire digimon is Flamemon, just how could the leader of the Digi-Brats be him," asked the woman while the man behind her nodded in agreement. "Last time I checked he was human."
"Is it really that big of a surprise," commented the blonde. "Are you two not standing in front of me in human form as we speak, Arukenimon and Mummymon? And for your information, he is half digimon, as are both of his parents."
"How can that be," spoke the other figure for the first time as his eyes widen in surprise. His surprise was mirrored by the other two as they both stared wide-eyed at the blonde; they looked as if he just told them that Myotismon was just reincarnated as an Angemon, which he wasn't. The vampire was good and dead as far as the blonde knew, but he did enjoy the dumbfounded looks on the other three. It had been a while since he had this much fun.
"It doesn't really matter right now, but you'll be informed later when the information becomes more relevant. As for now just now that Davis and Flamemon are the same person, and besides Ken, Willis, and their respective partners none of the other DigiDestined know about this due to extenuating circumstances put on him by the Celestials."
The others narrowed their eyes, but accepted knowing that not only were they not likely to get any more information from the blonde on the subject as of yet, prodding him could be dangerous.
"Fine," stated Arukenimon, with reluctant acceptance. "But if that digimon is both Flamemon and Davis, then who is the fallen angel?"
"Fallenmon," smirked the blonde as a dangerous look passed through his eyes that worried Arukenimon and Mummymon. "My old general."
"Do you think the boy can win against such a foe," asked the other figure as his yellow eye's once again narrowed at the image within the ring."
"Why BlackWarGreymon you do have a heart if you are worried for the boy," laughed the blonde. "As for what I think, I don't. I know that Davis doesn't stand a chance."
"I wouldn't underestimate that brat," warned Arukenimon. "That was MaloMyotismon's mistake and look what it got him. Just what he deserves; his data rotting in the Dark World for all eternity. He isn't the Child of Miracles for nothing Lucemon."
"I know just what he's capable of, more so than any of you do, and you will do well to remember that," Lucemon said as he narrowed his eyes in agitation at the spider digimon. "As for pulling out a victory, it is impossible. Soon Fallenmon will get tired of this game and end the battle. He wasn't my general for nothing."
With that he turned his eye's away from the shaking spider and back onto the events within the ring. Mummymon placed a hand on Arukenimon's shoulder, helping settle her nerves, and then they both turned to the ring.
Only BlackWarGreymon still had his eyes on the blonde angel digimon. He narrowed them in suspicion even more.
Just what are you planning Lucemon? BlackWarGreymon then turned to the image to watch the outcome of the fight. Good-luck Davis. It seems that you are going to need it. I only hope that we can meet soon.
What dragon digimon didn't see was Lucemon watching him carefully out of the corner of his eye as the corners of his lips upturned. Don't worry BlackWarGreymon. You will see him soon. Maybe sooner than you think.
Location: File Island.
"Dark Piercing!" Flamemon had barley had a few seconds to dodge the dark spear, moving back and then rolling to the right to dodge the spear and then the kick from Fallenmon's razor lined boots. Using the momentum of the roll to increase his speed he placed his hands and feet and pushed off the ground. Flying foreword, he put as much distance between himself and the fallen angel as possible.
"That was a close one," Flamemon whispered under his breath. While he had got in a few good attacks in towards the beginning of the fight, Fallenmon had gotten wise to him. Now he would be lucky to get an odd hit in, let alone a good attack. Instead he was on the receiving end of Fallenmon's attacks. Only his speed and reaction reflex kept him from receiving a direct hit, one that most certainly would be fatal. Despite this, Flamemon was covered in scratches and cuts from debris kicked up from Fallenmon's attacks. He was also growing tired, his breathing coming in labored breathes and sweat covering his forehead and body. The lactic acid in his muscles burned with each movement threatening to slow him down if he didn't at least rest for a few minutes. If he didn't do something soon his body would quickly give out.
Scanning the area, he spotted Veemon standing by the gates of the ruined Primary Village where he had moved to after Fallenmon's Dark Destroyer attack obliterated the part of the forest he was hiding in. The blue dragon was watching the fight with worry in his eyes, seeing that each attack Fallenmon used was getting closer to hitting his best friend. He wanted to help Flamemon, but there was nothing he could do. After fighting in his ultimate form for so long he was to tired to do anything. Even if he could, until Flamemon could get away from Fallenmon long enough to help him digivolve, Veemon was stuck in his rookie form and was not strong enough to provide any aide.
Fallenmon had noticed Flamemon's looking at the gates, and so he turned to see what it was that had caught his foe's attention.
"So the blue vermin stayed behind," said Fallenmon as his lips turned into a cruel smile. "I'll get rid of him and eliminate your distraction." Then Fallenmon lifted his left arm back.
Knowing what was about to happen Flamemon ran full speed to his best friend. He was running so fast that his feet barely touched the ground. "Veemon."
"Dark Piercing!" Fallenmon sent his dark spear foreword, aimed at Veemon's chest. Veemon could only stare at the incoming projectile as his legs froze in cold fear.
"Baby Salamander!" Flamemon in an act of desperation pushed the fire from his attack to underneath his feet to propel himself at a greater speed. When he was a few feet away from Veemon he leapt forward, still being propelled by the flames much like a rocket. When he reached the dragon, he wrapped his arms around him. Still moving through the air, Flamemon dragged Veemon with him, and just as his feet passed the spot where Veemon had been he felt the movement of the air around Fallenmon's spear as it hit the remains.
The two hit the ground rolling, Veemon pressed into Flamemon's chest to prevent him from getting hurt. They rolled for several feet before coming to a stop. Flamemon loosened his grip on Veemon letting the dragon breath.
"That was too close," Flamemon said as he turned to look at where the dark spear had pierced through the remains. Veemon also looked up and gulped at the sight of the smoldering hole that was where he had been.
"Thanks Davish," the dragon said in a low tone to his friend. "I was nearly made into a Veemon shish kabob." Flamemon placed his right hand onto Veemon's hand and gently patted it to reassure his friend.
"How foolish," Fallenmon called down to the two digimon. "You would risk your life to save that pathetic whelp? Digimon like you make me sick. Self-righteous. Virtuous. Kind. Beings like you always preaching about right and wrong as if you know what your talking about. It always ticks me off."
"So what if I would risk my life to save my friend," said Flamemon as he glared up at he fallen angel. "I will always fight for them, and they would always fight for me. They have my back just like I got theirs. They are the reason that I fig…"
"STOP PREACHING!" Fallenmon yelled at the fire digimon.
"Dark Piercing!" The fallen angel through a dark spear at Flamemon who quickly picked up Veemon and jumped back. Another spear came at the two, followed by another. Flamemon quickly leaped back as the first spear came by, and spun to the right to dodge the second. A fourth spear flew at him, and he did a front flip over it. He landed in a vertical one armed handstand with his right hand on the ground, the other holding the dragon to his chest, and his body was straight with his legs up in the air. Quickly pushing off the ground, he dodged a fifth spear, and was on his feet once again landing a few feet back, just a few feet from the forest line. Each movement had brought them closer to the trees.
"Nice moves," Veemon complimented his friend. "I didn't know ya' could dance like that."
"Thanks Vee," Flamemon responded with a slight laugh. "I guess being forced to watch all those dance videos with Jun finally paid off."
"Joke while you can," Fallenmon said has he lifted up his sword. "Now lets see if you can dance past this." Fallenmon began to move his sword, a red line following the swords tip.
"Dark…"
"If you liked those moves Veemon, watch my finisher," Flamemon smirked as he placed Veemon on his right shoulder. Then he charged toward Fallenmon with all the speed he could muster until he was almost under the fallen angel, and then he jumped into the air coming between Fallenmon and the shape he was drawing. Fallenmon was so startled by his appearance that he jerked the sword in the wrong direction and messed up the pentagram, canceling the attack. Before Fallenmon could put up a guard Flamemon struck.
"Baby Salamander!" "Flame Toss!"
Flamemon formed an aura of fire around his body, and then concentrated the aura into his palms. The fire moved down into each of his open hands, joining with fireballs that were already forming in them. The fireballs grew in size and brightness as all the fire around Flamemon's body joined them. When the last of the aura as absorbed by the spheres that were now the size of bowling balls, Flamemon used his control of the fire element to shrink the balls down to the size of baseballs. As he closed his fists around them, the fire digimon could feel the concentrated power of the fireballs wanting to escape. It felt like they could explode at any second.
"Don't blink," Flamemon smirked. "You don't want to miss this."
Then Flamemon slammed both powered up fireballs into Fallenmon's face. When they made contact with the fallen angel's flesh they exploded. The force was immense. Flamemon placed his feet against Fallenmon's chest and leaped off doing several back flips until he landed on the ground.
"And I stuck the landing."
Fallenmon cried out in pain as the fire seared his face. The force of the explosion combined with Flamemon using him as a springboard caused him to fall the the ground. His back hit the ground, his wings twisting into an unnatural angle. Fallenmon cried out in pain, and gripped his face trying to stop the burning. The agony was extreme and blinding. Even after the fire was out the pain continued as his eyes continued to burn.
"Curse that digimon," yelled Fallenmon as he climbed out of the carter he made and stood up. "Damn him!"
The fallen angel then began to glow and split back into Devimon and LadyDevimon. Both devils had their hands covering their eyes as the blindness from the light had yet to wear off. After another minute they removed their hand and blinked their eyes until they could see again, only to see no one. Taking advantage of their blindness Flamemon had grabbed Veemon and fled into the forest.
"ARRRGGGG!" screamed LadyDevimon. "When I get my claws into that cretin I'm going to tear him to pieces. Slowly."
"We can't forget about the Child of Miracles and his Veemon," Devimon reminded his female counterpart as he moved his right hand to underneath his chin in a thinking pose. "Since he wasn't with the others and the Veemon stayed behind he should still be here. I wonder why he wasn't with the other children?"
"He's dead. He did run into the village along with two of the others after we took care of those nuisances and didn't come back out," responded LadyDevimon. "Good riddance to trash. Now quit wasting time' the longer we stand here the longer I have to wait to rip that fur ball's heart out."
"Maybe, but we shouldn't let out guard down," warned Devimon. "The children have a habit of pulling a miracle out of no where when you underestimate them, and the Child of Miracles could pull a big one."
"Fine," LadyDevimon responded with a careless wave of her hand while still staring at the woods where her prey had fled. "We'll keep our eyes out for the child and quickly eliminate him if we come across him."
Devimon stared at the female devil for a minute before he moved his head slightly in a nodding motion. Then he started to be surrounded in a dark energy followed shortly by LadyDevimon.
"LadyDevimon/Devimon DNA-Digivolve to….."
"Fallenmon!"
"So you want to play games? Fine. I do enjoy a good hunt so be sure to make it interesting before I get you," said Fallenmon as he closed his eyes. "100 if I remember correctly."
"1"
"2"
"3"
"4"
"5"
"6"
"7"
"8"
"9"
"10"
"11"
Area: Deep within File Island's Forest
Flamemon ran through the forest as fast as his legs could carry him while Veemon held tight to him by wrapping his arms around the fire digimon's neck. Flamemon was moving at such speed that the trees seemed to be blurs as they zipped pass them. Veemon was impressed with his friend's speed and the agility he used to jump and dodge boulders and branches that were in the path, but he was also worried. He knew that Flamemon couldn't keep this up for much longer. He was to worn out from the fight with Fallenmon, and Veemon knew from experience that it takes a lot of energy to survive against him.
"Flamemon, you need to get to a T.V. so we can escape," Veemon said to his friend while hoping that he could hear him over the rush of wind.
"No good Vee," Flamemon responded without breaking a beat in his running, having indeed heard the dragon. "As soon as he gets his bearings that will be the first place Fallenmon will go looking for us at, and at the speed he moves he will get there before us."
Veemon hadn't thought of that, but it made since. Whether Fallenmon realized Flamemon was Davis or not he would know that with most of the Digital World gone there would be no place to go besides the human world.
"What are we going to do Flamemon," questioned Veemon. "You're in no shape to continue to fight him or to keep running like this. You're gonna pass out soon."
As if his words were a trigger, Flammemon misjudged the height of a branch that was laying across the path causing his left foot the catch the top of it. Both digimon went flying forward. The forward momentum was enough to sling Veemon off of Flamemon shoulders. Thanks to several years of experience, he was able to curl up into a ball and hit the ground rolling. He continued to roll until he it the trunk of a tree, hitting so hard that he was dizzy.
"Strike," Veemon said in his dizziness as he uncurled. His head hit rested on the ground, his back against the tree, and his tail drooped over his stomach and chest. After a second he shook his head and stood up. "How does Armidillomon enjoy being a digimon bowling ball? Only he wouldn't get shell shocked from a hit like that. Shell shock," he giggled.
Looking around he saw Flamemon get up to his feet, and then promptly fall back down to the ground.
"Flamemon," Veemon called out before he ran to the down digimon. He quickly covered the few yards that was in-between the two, and then he dove down right next to him. With some struggling Veemon managed to roll Flamemon over onto his back and pressed is ear to his chest. Veemon was relieved to hear the rapid but still strong beating of the fire digimon's heart and feel the up and down movement of the chest as he breathed.
"Only sleeping," Veemon breathed out a sigh of relief. Then he looked around where they were. "But this is not the place to rest."
Place: The Clearing outside of the ruins of Primary Village
"95"
"96"
"97"
"98"
"99"
"100!"
"Ready or not here comes Fallenmon," said digimon called out. Then with a quick beat of his wings he took to the air, and then with another he flew to the right. Underneath him the forest blurred out into an indistinguishable field of green, but his sharp eyes caught every detail much like how an eagle can spot a mouse from thousands of feet in the air. When his target was below him he quickly dived down and landed in front of it with barely a sound despite the incredible speed he had been moving at.
Fallenmon looked at the area around the T.V. and several sets of prints. One trail made up of several different kinds of prints led into the forest at what seemed to be at a calm rate. Another trail consisted only of prints left by human shoes pressed deeply as if those that left them were carrying more weight than they had been when they went into the woods.
"So the Children did leave with their digimon in tow," Fallenmon observed. "But no prints from Flamemon."
He slowly lifted his sword up. Then with a quick movement slashed the T.V. into two. The two parts of the device sparked for a second before they disintegrated into data particles.
"The game continues," the reflection in the glowing crimson blade showed Fallenmon's smirk and glowing purple eye.
With Veemon
Veemon leaned against the cold wall of the tunnel next to the body of his unconscious partner. It had took some time along with some strength that he didn't know he had to carry/drag his friend from the forest into a cave that he knew was nearby. After arriving at the small opening of the cave he had to set Flamemon down and go in first. After making sure it was safe Veemon had reached outside and pulled Flamemon in. It had been a tight fit as even Veemon had trouble fitting into the cramped opening, but with some perseverance and rearranging the fire digimon's body made it into the cave proper. After taking a breather Veemon had continued to carry Flamemon deep within hoping to find safety at the back of the cave, but instead had found a series of interconnecting tunnels. Dragging Flamemon down one of them until he thought they were safe from being discovered by Fallenmon anytime soon. Then he laid Flamemon down and leaned against the wall.
For a while everything had been quite then a beeping noise sounded out. Veemon jumped and looked around before he recognized the sound as an alert from his partner's D-3. He quickly dove to Flamemon and dug through the digimon's pants pockets. After a few heart throbbing seconds, he finally located the device and pressed button to quite it. As soon as he turned it off he looked around, expecting Fallenmon to have heard the device and come charging at them any moment, but he never showed up.
Veemon sighed in relief, and then reached back into Flamemon's pocket and pulled out the D-System as well. With both devices he sat back against the wall and turned off the sound on the devices before Fallenmon really did find them. After being sure that they wouldn't give away their hiding place, Veemon looked at the D-3 trying to find out what could have set it off.
At first there didn't seem anything that would have set it off. Everything was functional. The tracking feature didn't show that anyone had come back from the human world looking for them. Yet. Then after pressing another button a map pulled up with several blinking dots. There were about fifteen of them. Veemon really couldn't figure out what they were so he pulled up the map function on the D-System. The first thing that he noticed confirmed what he already suspected. Except for File Island and a few smaller debris most of the Digital World was gone. He refused to dwell on it knowing that they would somehow return it back to normal, one way or another. He clicked on File Island on the map, and the same map that was on the D-3 appeared on the screen, including the now fourteen blinking dots.
The dots seemed to be spread out through the island. They didn't seem to have any particular order in which they were located that Veemon could notice. A four appeared in the desert sector, two around Infinity Mountain, one in Toy Town, one around the abandoned Bakemon Church, two in the ice sector, one near the Temple of the Digivice, one near Seadramon's lake, one on Shellmon's beach, and one in the forest sector. Veemon clicked on the one in the forest and a window popped up displaying:
Digi-Gate #12
Location: File Island Forest Sector (#3 of 4).
Status: Open.
Distance: 2 miles.
It was a digi-gate. Each one of the lights represented a different digi-gate on File Island. From the looks of it there were fourteen gates on the island, but this number seemed wrong to Veemon. It seemed like there had been more based on how often Davis and him came to the island to play and explore. Veemon saw a video camera button on the corner of the window. He pressed it, and the display went from the information to a live feed of what was in front of the T.V.
At first all Veemon could see were the trees nearby. He was just about to exit off when movement on the screen caught his eye. A shadow was moving on the ground, followed by the owner landing in front of the T.V.
"Fallenmon," Veemon whispered as the fallen angel looked around at the ground in front of the set.
"No tracks here either," Veemon heard Fallenmon say threw the video. "They haven't used this portal and they never will."
"Dark Piercing!"
The screen went dark as the spear pierced the screen.
Veemon was quite for a moment as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. Fallenmon had destroyed the digi-gate. Fallenmon had destroyed the digi-gate! Veemon quickly went back to the map on the D-System, only for it to display thirteen blinking lights and none within the forest section.
'He's trying to trap us here' Veemon thought as he looked back at his sleeping partner. 'Please wake up soon, or we may never be able to leave.' Veemon sighed and pressed his back further against the wall and continued to watch as the light on the map began to blink out one by one. Eventually he succumbed to his own exhaustion and drifted off to sleep.
Sometime later Veemon woke up hearing a sound. Turning to Flamemon, he watched as the digimon began to stir. The movement was small first; just a mumble here and the twitch of a leg. Then Flamemon yawned and stretched out his arms and legs. He then sat up and stretched out his arms towards the sky and legs straight out in front of him.
"Man I need that nap," Flamemon said as he opened his eyes, only to see large red ones staring back at him.
"Gah!" Flamemon fell back against the wall hitting his head. He reached back and rubbed the back of his head. "Ouch! How many times have I told you not to do that?"
"Sorry Flamemon," Veemon apologized, and then he jumped into his partner's lap and hugged him. This took Flamemon by surprise. "I was so scared that you weren't going to wake up, and that Fallenmon would find and destoy us."
Flamemon was stunned for a moment as Veemon's words registered in his mind. Veemon hardly ever admitted when he was scared, so he must be terrified. Then he noticed a wet feeling on his chest where Veemon's head was leaning against it. 'He's crying.'
"Don't worry Veemon. I wouldn't go down that easily," Flamemon said as he returned Veemon's hug and slowly rubbed small reassuring circles on the dragon's back. Flamemon didn't let go or stop until Veemon was no longer crying. "Feelin' better now?"
"Yea," Veemon flashed a smile as he pulled out of Flamemon's chest and looked up at him.
"Good," Flamemon returned with his own goofy smile.
Grrrrrrr.
Veemon blushed as his stomach growled out.
"Hungry huh." Flamemon said as his own stomach growled out. "I could use a bite to eat as well. Azulongmon knows we're going to need the energy in order to escape Fallenmon."
Flamemon closed his eyes, and he began to be covered by fractal code. He could feel his body begin to shift and transform. The shell of the fractal code then faded away after a few seconds, leaving in Davis in Flamemon's place.
Davis stood up and stretched out working his sore human muscles. After stretching, he began to look over his body and take note of the damages. While his digimon formed sustained the majority of the damages and had recovered some during his nap, many of the wounds had passed over to his human form. He had bruises on his legs and arms, along with a few scratches. Peering down his shirt, he noticed a few more bruises spread across his torso and a large cut across his chest just below his pectorals.
'Well this is going to be hard to explain to the others,' he thought, but then his stomach rumbled once more. 'I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Right now let's eat."
"Let's see what I got in my book bag to eat," Davis said as he took off his book bag that had reappeared now that he was in human form. He opened up and listed the food as he took it out. "Four bottles of water, two apples, two of chicken salad sandwiches that Jun made this morning, two bags of chips, a slice of chocolate cake, some napkins, and two plastic forks. That should be enough for now."
Davis looked up and couldn't help but laugh under his breathe when he saw Veemon. The dragon's eyes had gone big and watery, and his mouth was wide open with some drool leaking out of the right side.
"Well I guess I better divide this up before you drown yourself on your spit, eh Vee," Davis teased. The dragon blushed but continued to stare at the food as if his life depended on it. Rolling his eyes Davis began to divided the food so each of them got two bottles of water, an apple, a sandwich, a bag of chips, and one half of the piece of cake, of which Veemon had promptly ate his half almost before Davis could even give him his fork. They ate quickly and in silence so they could concentrate on their meal. The two males had polished off the food and water in record time, and were now leaning against the wall patting their stomachs.
"That was good," Davis said as he closed his eyes.
"Just what the doctormon ordered," Veemon said and quickly followed with a burp. "Excuse me."
"Nice one Vee," Davis laughed at his friend.
"I feel like I could go a few more rounds with Fallenmon," Veemon said as he stood up and began to box the air. Davis just laughed in response.
"That's good to hear, you just might need to if we're going to stop him," Davis told Veemon. "By the way, what has happened while I was out?"
Veemon just stared at him for a second. Then his eye's went wide as he remembered what Fallenmon had been doing before he fell asleep. He ran over to where he had laid the D-3 and D-System and grabbed them, earning a confused look from Davis. He then returned to Davis handing him the D-3, which the boy pocketed, before checking the time and trying to pull the map back up on the D-System.
"Its not good Davis. Fallenmon has been destroying the digi-gates across File Island," Veemon explained as be opened the map. "Before I fell asleep he had destroyed at least six that I had noticed, and that was about three hours ago. Now there are only…," Veemon looked at the map and his eyes went wide in surprise or fear, "There's only two remain."
"What," Davis yelped as he looked at the map displayed on the screen of the device that Veemon was holding. He saw that there was only two flashing dots on what was a map of File Island.
"Each one of these dots represent a digi-gate," Veemon explained. "Right now there is only two left. One on Infinity Mountain and one in the desert section. If he destroys those two, then we will be trapped here with him."
"Well we just got to beat him before he can destroy them," Davis smiled as he put rested his chin on his left hand and put his elbow on his knee. "Just where to do it?"
"What do you mean," questioned Veemon.
"We can't just attack him out in the open. He would have to many advantages," explained Davis. "In order to stand a chance at winning in a fight we need to find a way to take away those advantages, a level playing field." 'Now just where would that be though', thought Davis.
'The Plain, Desert, Beach, and Lake sectors are out of the question. So is Infinity Mountain, that was Devimon's domain.'
'The Forest Sector maybe? No, while the trees would limit is flight capabilities, they would also effect my movement.'
'The Ice Sector maybe a good spot to fight. The constant blizzards there would damage Fallenmon's wings and reduce his visibility to zero. Then again my vision would also be shot, plus fire and ice don't mix.'
"What about here?" Veemon's question brought Flamemon out of his thoughts.
"Here?" Davis looked around where they were sitting. He had been to out of it when he first woke up and then too hungry to notice where they were, but now that he was refreshed he recognized the location. It was the sewer tunnels where the Numemon lived. Veemon and him had often explored these tunnels in order to map them out in case they were ever needed, like right now. They had discovered that the tunnels ran all through the island, connecting every major sector through a labyrinth of interconnecting network of underground passages. They actually only became sewers near the factory.
'The Factory,' Davis thought. Thinking quickly, he came up with a plan. He knew that it was risky, but they had to act fast before Fallenmon destroyed the last T.V. This was the best he could come up with that was completely suicidal.
"Veemon, Davis said looking at his partner. "I think I have an idea on how to beat Fallenmon."
"What is it Davish," Veemon questioned his best friend.
Davis leaned down and whispered his plan into Veemon's ear. As Davis finished telling the dragon his plan he couldn't suppress his shock or eagerness for the idea.
"Are you sure about this Davish? It sounds very dangerous, especially for you."
"I know, but what other choice do we have. If we don't act now Fallenmon will trap us here, and who knows what will happen after that."
Veemon couldn't help but admit that Davis was right. Despite the reservations that Veemon had he couldn't really argue against the plan. It was their best option. "Alright, I'm in."
Place: With Fallenmon nearby Toy Town.
Fallenmon looked at the remains of Toy Town. The smoking remains of the once joyful village littered the ground. The melted plastic bodies of action figures, the cotton from stuffed animals, and the broken shards of porcelain dolls could be seen every where. The once vibrant hues had become ash gray and burnt black. Without Monzaemon to protect the place, the village fell to ruins under Fallemon's power within seconds.
"They were right Toy Town is a lot of fun," Fallenmon laughed. "But I may have played a little to rough. Good riddance, it was an eyesore anyway." Fallenmon turned away from the remains of the once happy village and surveyed the area. "Now where is that furball. I'm getting really tired of this game."
Fallenmon looked around in every direction in search of his prey, but saw nothing. Nothing but the destroyed remains of every place he had visited so far. Meaning everything but Infinity Mountain and the Factory. Just as Fallenmon was about to head for the Factory movement caught his eye. Fallenmon focused on where he saw the figure move, until he saw it again.
"So there you are Furball," Fallenmon smirked as he watched Flamemon weave his way through the field of vending machines. He would run from the shadow of one to the next in hopes of not being seen. "Clever but not smart enough."
Fallenmon began to quickly descend onto his prey. He moved silently as he raised his sword to strike. Just as he was about to attack, Flamemon noticed his presence and jumped to the left. He moved just in time as Fallenmon's sword cut into the ground, leaving a deep scar in the dirt.
"That's the best you got," Flamemon taunted. "I was sure you were faster than that."
"Hold still you little pest," Fallenmon told him, as he slashed at the fire digimon with his sword, but Flamemon just danced around it.
"Missed Me. Missed Me. Now you got to…You know what never mind. I don't want you anywhere near these lips of mine," Flamemon said as he jumped back a few yards dodging several of Fallenmon's jabs with his sword. "You move slower than a KaratsukiNumemon, and now that I think about it you smell like one too. When was the last time you had a bath? Peww!"
"I'm going to slaughter you," Fallenmon called out as he chased after Flamemon who had started running. Several times his sword had nearly made contact with Flamemon, but each time the fire digimon had dodged and then quickly insulted him. This continued for several minutes until Flamemon went through a small opening in the ground. Without hesitation Fallenmon followed him through.
The opening came out into the sewer part of the tunnels. Flamemon ran straight from the opening and into the main tunnel, and then he quickly swung a right. He ran as fast in order to put distance between him and Fallenmon, but not so much that Fallenmon would loose sight of him. He ran passed several remains of side tunnels that had been collapsed until he came to a tunnel on his left. He quickly jumped over the water and entered the tunnel just as Fallenmon came into the main tunnel. Having seen where the digimon went, Fallenmon followed after.
Place: The Vending Machine Fields
Just as Fallenmon entered the side tunnel, one of the large vending machines on the surface began to move. The front of one of the machines opened up with a gasp of air, revealing the machine to be phony. The door to the hollow box fell to the ground as the figure inside of the box pushed the door. When it was sure the coast was clear, it stepped out from the box letting the sun light up its body.
The figure was humanoid in shape, but had no other resemblances to the human species. What you could see of the skin was blue. It had two arms that each ended with a hand that had three claws. What could be seen of its legs were heavily muscled and toned, and it had a long blue tail sticking out from its back. The rest of its body was covered in golden armor that had the Crest of Miracles embedded on the front of its lower armor. Through its golden helmet one could make out its red eyes. This digimon was the Royal Knight, Magnamon, the digivolved form of Veemon and the Digi-Egg of Miracles.
Magnamon lifted up into the air and flew over to where the entrance into the sewers that Flamemon and Fallenmon had went into was located. He started at it for a minute before sighing.
"I hope this plan works Flamemon"
Flashback:
Here is the plan Veemon. We need to get him into the tunnels and lure Fallenmon to the factory. Before we go looking for him we are going to collapse every tunnel that doesn't lead to the factory, so once he's down there he won't be able to go anywhere that we don't want him to. Then we are going to collapse every entrance but the one that I'm going to lead him into and the one in the factory.
Once we are finished with that I'm going to lure him into the tunnels. While down there he want be able to use his wings because the tunnel's cramped space. He also won't be able to attack easily since most of his attacks move into a straight line, allowing me to easily dodge down side tunnels. Dodging my attacks are going to be near impossible for him because his large side is going to restrict his movement. The tunnels had a bonus in that they can help focus my attacks if I fire them from a distance instead of them spreading out, meaning I won't have to get near him.
Now here is where you come in. I'm going to have you armor-digivolve to Magnamon and then hide before we enter the tunnels. Wait about a minute or so before you come out. Then I want you to blast the entrance to keep Fallenmon from going back. Then I want you to fly to the factory and wait for me. Then you will take him by surprise and ambush him as he comes out of the tunnels. Then our trap will be set.
End Flashback
"Be careful. This can go wrong very easily."
"Magna Blast!"
Golden misses launched from Magnamon's armor and shot toward the tunnel entrance. When they made impact, they exploded with such force that the ground below the armored digimon shook violently, and a cloud of dust filled the air. As the cloud cleared out Magnamon could no longer see the entrance to the tunnels for the collapsed hill.
"Good luck my partner," Magnamon said before the flew to the factory to await the next stage of Davis's plan.
Tunnels:
The tunnels shook with the impact of the missiles, knocking loose dirt and debris from the walls of the tunnel. The stone walls of the sewers caused the sound of the explosion to reverberate and echo through the tunnels without a way to escape. The sound was dizzying and physically hurt Flamemon with his sensitive hearing. Thinking quickly, he ducked down one of the smaller side tunnels and curled into a bowl, covering his head and ears with his arms and hands.
After a few minutes the shaking stopped. When he could not longer feel anymore debris falling around him Flamemon stood up and shook off the dirt and stones off of him in a similar way to a dog shakes off water. Most of the debris came off easily enough but some dust remained stuck to his fur.
While he had covered his ears fast enough to block out the worst of the sound he had not been fast enough to avoid all of it. His ears were still ringing even after all the echoes had died away. It was because of this ringing he didn't hear the approach of a figure behind him.
Flamemon had been rubbing his aching ears when he suddenly froze. A shiver ran down his spine, and his hair stood on end. The only movement came from his tensing muscles and his eyes. The orbs looked to his left; seeing nothing they shifted to the right. There was a shift in light.
Without thinking he jumped forward without thinking, the tip of a blade managing to slice through a few hairs on the back of his head. He landed on all fours facing the fallen angel. The sudden burst of adrenalin pumped through his body by his rapidly beating heart cleared out the ringing in Flamemon's ears just in time for him to hear Fallenmon's words.
"That's a good look for you," Fallenmon sneered. "Being on all fours I mean. You finally look like the lesser beast that you are bowing down to your superior. Let's see if you know any tricks. Now Play Dead!"
Flamemon growled as he dropped to the floor and roll to the wall on his right, avoiding the downward swing of Fallenmon's sword. The sword struck the floor with such force that half of the blade becoming embedded into the stone. Using the time that Fallenmon needed to pull out the sword Flamemon charged towards the fallen angel while running on all fours.
"Baby Salamander!"
Flames erupted around Flamemon covering his body in fire. Fallenmon was caught by surprise as the rookie digimon tackled him from an angle. The flames traveled up the sides of the evil digimon's body causing him to yell out in pain.
"If the fire is too hot," Flamemon said as he landed back on the ground. "Then you need to go for a dip." Flamemon charged at the burning angel and head-butted him in the stomach. The force was so much that Fallenmon was flung backwards into the water in between the two walkways on either side of the tunnel. To add insult to injury, Flamemon jumped off of the walkway he was on and landed on top of Fallenmon's still exposed head forcing his face under the water's surface. He then jumped to the other side and started running back into the main tunnel, turning to the left.
When he heard Fallenmon splutter and spit water out of his mouth, he had to suppress back a laugh. "Don't you know that this is not a place for swimming," he called out, looking back over his shoulder. "This is a sewer." He could no longer suppress a laugh as Fallenmon let loose a roar of rage.
"I'm going to skin you alive," Fallenmon swore in a slightly feminine sounding voice. "And then I'm going to wear your furs as a lining for my boots so I can take pleasure in knowing that I will be walking all over you with every step I take. I'll turn your tail into a new scarf, and your skin into a leather jacket. And when my underlings compliment me on my new clothes and ask me where I got them I'll say, 'Thank you. I took them off a stupid animal that is now extinct. Nothing like fur from a fire digimon to keep you warm and looking fashionable in the winter months.'"
Deciding that it would not be a good thing to be anywhere near here when Fallenmon got up Flamemon began to run like the devil was at his heels, which in this case he was. The tunnel was straight with only the occasional signs of a collapsed passage way to differentiate how far he had to go before he reached his target. He kept his ears peeled for footsteps or any other sound that would give away the location of his pursuer who so far had remained quite after his earlier rant. Then his ears twitched as he caught the sound of metal against stone. Braving a glance, he turned his head so he could look over his shoulder. He saw Fallenmon running and each step of his blade lined boots brought him closer. He was closing in fast. Before he picked up speed Flamemon was slightly relieved that he had been right about Fallenmon not being able to fly in the tunnels if the fact that the black wings were wrapped tightly around the fallen angel's body. An added bonus was that because the wall was on his left side Fallenmon had a very limited range of movement when it came to using his sword.
"I'm impressed with your cunning and speed," called out Fallenmon. "I haven't had a battle like this in a long time. You have managed to last longer than almost every other digimon I have slain. But you won't last to much longer. A furball like you has no chance against a mega."
"Dark Piercing!"
"Crap," yelled Flamemon as he caught the whistle of the dark spear flying to the air at him. He couldn't stop or drop to dodge it or Fallenmon would catch up with him. The wall prevented him to dodge to the left. Then a low hanging pipe caught his eye. With one swift movement he jumped up and grabbed it. Using his momentum, he swung himself forward legs first in a gymnastic movement as the spear passed under him. Flamemon leaned back further while still in the air until he nearly did a black flip. He landed on the ground on all fours. Not bothering to right himself he continued to run on his hands and feet. He ran as fast as he could, knowing that if he slowed down even the slightest Fallenmon would catch up with him.
Flamemon quickly rounded a corner into a larger tunnel, barely able to keep himself from sliding into the water. He didn't let that slow him down though, his goal was in sight. At the end of the tunnel was a large pipe that was slightly lifted off of the ground. A bright light shone out of the tunnel from the factory that was at the other end. With increasing excitement, he picked up speed reaching the end of the pipe quickly.
"Wicked Feat!"
Unfortunately for Flamemon the larger tunnel gave the space Fallenmon needed to use his sword effectively.
"Arggg," Flamemon screamed out in pain as Tyrfing was brought across his back in an angle from his right shoulder to the left side of his waist; the force of the blow knocking him down onto his stomach. The pain was intense, a burning sensation searing into his flesh; the irony was not lost on the fire digimon. He lifted his left arm toward the exit, but that small movement only caused the wound to burn even more. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Fallenmon approach him. The fallen angel stepped into the pipe, and continued to walk until he stood over the down digimon. With a smirk he lifted his right foot and then brought the tip of it down onto Flamemon's already wounded right shoulder.
"Raagh," Flamemon yelled has he felt his shoulder crack and the blade on the boot bury itself into his back muscles. Fallenmon jerked his boot back, and the blade came out of his flesh with a slicing motion; Flamemon could feel war and sticky blood pour out of his body.
"Aww, does that hurt," mocked Fallenmon.
"Nope," responded Flamemon weakly as he slowly turned his head so he could look at Fallenmon. "It feels good." Fallenmon's lips pressed into a line and his eye narrowed down at the fire digimon. Then he smirked.
"Well then take this." Fallenmon brought his left leg back, and then swung it forward. The boot went under Flamemon's body and made contact his his gut; the blade burying itself into deep into the stomach. Flamemon was lifted into the air and went flying off the blade. His body hit the wall with enough force that it formed a dent, and several cracking sounds could be heard coming from his body.
"Argh," Flamemon groaned out as he landed on his back near the entrance into the factory. His vision was blurred, with only vague shapes being visible. The back of his head hurt. He could no longer feel his right arm, and he couldn't even move a finger when he tried to move it from up under his back. His ribs ached, and each breathe was difficult and hurt. Flamemon could feel even more blood coming up from the tears in his stomach and back. Then a dark shape appeared over him.
"Not dead yet," Fallenmon asked as he tapped his left boot against Flamemon's chest. Flamemon responded by spitting at him. The mix of blood and saliva landed on the fallen angel's stomach, but he didn't seem bothered by it. "Well you are stubborn, but I can remedy that." Fallemon pointed the tip of his sword down at Flamemon's heart. He lifted his sword until the hilt was at the fallen angel's chest. "I win." Fallenmon brought his sword down, and Flamemon closed his eyes.
The final blow never came.
Just before the blade could hit its target a blue hand grabbed Fallenmon's wrist in an iron grip, stopping the attack
"Wha-," was all the evil digimon could say before he was yanked out of the pipe and found himself staring into the angry red eyes of a blue dragon in golden armor.
Suddenly Fallenmon doubled over in pain as the Magnamon's armored knee buried itself into his gut. Then Magnamon sent an uppercut into Fallenmon's face before he could comprehend what was going on. Fallenmon was sent flying back and through the air by several yards.
"Magna Blast!"
Golden missiles were fired from the armor straight at Fallenmon who was still in the air from the punch. When they made contact the missiles exploded into golden blast. Fallenmon went flying further back and into a series of pistons, gears, pipes, and other machinery at the other end of the very large room.
Magnamon stared at the spot where Fallenmon landed, and when there had been no movement for a short time he turned back to the pipe. He reached in gently pulled out the injured Flamemon. He cradled the near unconscious digimon in his arms next to his chest.
*(Warning, if you are squeamish you may want to skip this paragraph).*
"You promised me that you wouldn't get hurt," Magnamon said as he examined his best friend's wounds. He probably had a concussion since he couldn't look directly focus on his partner. His right arm was definitely broken as it hung down lifelessly. Magnamon could see how some of his ribs were broken and pointing at odd angles based on the impressions under the skins. Each breathe shallow and sounded painful, and if the wet gasping sound that he heard every time Flamemon did take a breath was anything to go by, one of his lungs had been punctured with blood flowing in. Magnamon was even surer of this when Flamemon started to cough and the crimson liquid came out of his mouth. The dragon didn't even want to think about the wounds. He couldn't see the gashes on Flamemon's back, but he could certainly feel the torn flesh and warm liquid leaking out. What really worried Magnamon was the tear in the stomach. He had seen some bad injuries in some of his battles, but nothing like that. Blood and bile pouring out from the tear, and he could clearly see the damage inside. Magnamon was not one to have a light stomach, but even he had to push down a feeling of squeamishness.
*(Safe) *
"Its just a couple of scratches. I'll be fine in a little bit," Flamemon said while trying and failing to smile. Magnamon shot him a look that said otherwise. "Maybe it just doesn't look good, but it doesn't even hurt."
"That doesn't make me feel any better." 'He is going into shock,' thought Magnamon as he glanced to the digimon's paling skin. 'If I don't do something soon…,'
Magnamon took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He focused on his own golden aura and brought it to the surface. It surrounded him in a beautiful, golden light. Magnamon placed his right hand onto Flamemon's chest, and willed his aura though his hand and into his friend. The aura flowed from Flamemon's chest to the rest of his body until he was covered in the golden substance.
As the aura covered him, Flamemon was overcome with a feeling of peace. He felt all the tension and tingling in his body melt away along with his exhaustion. He closed his eyes and relaxed completely. Once he was relaxed the aura began to work miracles on his body. The torn muscles and blood vessels in his body began to stitch together until they were fully repaired. The larger fragments of his ribs began to come together and fix themselves into their proper places. Once the piece that had punctured his lung was removed the tissue was slowly repaired. The wounds themselves though were more difficult to deal with. The corruption from Fallenmon's blades still lingered in the wounds, and like a poison it was preventing them from healing while causing further damage. It fought against the healing holy aura. It took almost every bit of its energy to purify the corruption, and the only thing the aura could do was clean the wounds and form a layer of tissue to cover them, much like a scab.
After the aura faded Magnamon lifted his hand from the chest and placed his arm under Flamemon's back to provide extra support. Magnamon then looked over the digimon. His eye's were still closed, but much to the dragon's relief his breathe was steady and came easier. It also no longer contained a wet sound. 'He's asleep,' Magnamon thought. From what he could see the ribs were mostly healed and no longer sticking in the wrong directions. Flamemon's right arm was no longer completely limp, and the fingers on his hand began to twitch in his sleep. Magnamon noted that while the wounds were no longer bleeding, the tissue formed by his aura that covered them was thin and nearly transparent. The edges of the cuts were still red and enflamed as well. 'While he is in longer in any immediate danger he still needs medical treatment. There are still shards of bone loose in his chest that could easily puncture his lungs again, or even his heart. The tissue on the wounds won't last either; even the slightest pressure would reopen them," Magnamon thought as he walked over to one of the far corners of the room that was out of sight do to the machinery that covered it. He laid the still sleeping Flamemon down, and quickly rubbed the hair on his head while smiling before he stood up.
'Unfortunately that won't be possible,' Mangamon continued as he walked to the middle of the room. 'Not until Fallenmon is taken down.' Magnamon glared at the evil digimon as he walked out of the ruins of the machinery he landed in. The Royal Knight and fallen angel stared each other down, and then on some invisible signal they charged at their opponent.
"Magna Punch!"
"Wicked Feat!"
Loki921: So what did you think of this chapter.
Koji: O.K. I guess. You may have over did it on the injures just a tad. And is LadyDevimon really that psychotic?
Lok921: I believe she very well could be.
Koji: Remind me never get on her bad side, and I thought Zoe was could get mental at times.
Loki921: Uh dude..(Starts shivering and shaking).
Koji: She is right behind me isn't she?
Zoe: What was that about me being mental Koji?
Koji: I was just joking I swear. If you are crazy its because of Takuya.
Zoe: Kooojjjiii Minamoto.
Koji: Don't just stand there, help me.
Loki921: You're the crazy one if you think I'm going to go against Zoe. Good Luck dude. You're going to need it.
Zoe: Koji get back here don't you dare run away.
Loki921: Well thats it for now. I'll see you next time of Digimon: Flame Within Miracles.