Digimon: Flame Within Miracles

by Loki921

Davis holds a secret about himself that the other the Digidestineds, except for Ken, don't know. What does this secret have to do with the mysterious digimon that has been spotted recently and Kari seems to know? When evil once again rises, the Digidestined better be prepared for all they know to be turned upside down and a fight for their lives. Season 2 and 4 Crossover. DaiKari

6. Chapter 6: Armageddon: Part 2

Loki921:Hey its Loki921. Sorry about how long its been since my last update. I've been busy since I graduate, trying to find a job and all, and still looking. I tried to post this chapter this morining, but was giving me trouble. I just had to use the copy and paste method instead. Now I think it is time to introduce our next guest. He is cool, calm and collected. Lets give a big round of applause to...

Guest: Hello, I'm Koichi Kimura.

Loki921: Yep, Its the Warrior of Darkness, and personally, one of my favorite characters.

Koichi: Thanks, but why am I one of your favorite characters?

Loki921:Because of what you represent. Before you appeared, Darkness was always portrayed as being bad or evil. When you came on the scene, the show began to take a more interesting turn in the dynamic of Darkness and Light. Thats why I also loved the main villian of the season being an angel.

Koichi: I guess that makes sense.

Loki921: Now lets move on to the game segment. Are you ready Koichi?

Koichi: I'm always interested in a good game; especially if it annoys Koji.

Loki921: How are you related to him; he hates games.

Koichi: *Shoulder Shrugs.*

Loki921: Right. Now lets begin.

Loki921 and Koichi: Guess that Digimon!

Koichi: After the last chapter we received a lot of answers on who the mystery digimon was.

Loki921: THe majority of the were correct.

Koichi: And the Mystery digimon was...

Loki921: Wizardmon!

Wizardmon: "Magical Game!"

Koichi: Wizardmon hails from the Digital World known as Wichenly, where magic is common place.

Loki921: While Wizardmon played a big role in the first season, he had smaller parts and cameo appearances in other seasons; such as in "Kumamon, Light My Fire" and during the Autumn Leaf Festival where he is seen with a Gatomon.

Koichi: The scene in which Wizardmon dies in order to protect Kari and Gatomon is a very touching scene that rarely leaves a dry eye in its wake; even Koji teared up at this scene.

Loki921: So he does have an emotional side.

Koichi: Chapter's Mystery Digimon. (3 points).

Loki921: Alright this week is a little harder, for all of us. It was harder for me to design the clues without being blatantly obvious with who the digimon is.

Koichi: And the clues are:

Hint 1: A Rose is the symbol for the feeling or act this digimon is associated with.

Hint 2: Luxuria.

Hint 3: A touch will rot away flesh.

Loki921: Can you guess the digimon?

Koichi: I think I know who that is. The clues are kind of dark aren't they.

Loki921: Maybe. I think it is now time for the acknowledgements. I noticed that I got a lot more reviews, follows, and likes since the last chapter, so I want to say thank you to those who left reviews, started following, and like my chapter.

Koichi: Thank you.

Loki921: I also want to say thank you to those who have been with us since the beginning; I could write this story without your support.

Koichi: Thank you *Takes a deep bow.*

Loki921: Thank you every one. Now on to this chapter. Did you get a chance to review it, Koichi?

Koichi: In fact I did. It was good. Had me on the edge of my seat at times.

Loki921: That's good. I actually had a hard time writing this one. I could only write in around ten minute and sometimes thirty minute intervals due to my schedule. That not only slowed me down, but to me caused my story to be a little awkward thanks to the differences in writing.

Koichi: It was not all that bad.

Loki921: Thanks, but that remains to be seen. It's the longest chapter so far at 45 pages and over 14301 words; good thing I split the chapter in two. I'll warn you know that there is a gory scene, but I have marked it, so you can skip it if you want. There is some language issues as well, but they are few and placed appropriately. So forgive me for that.

Koichi: Wasn't there some changes you wanted to announce?

Loki921: Thanks for the reminder. While going over my notes, I noticed a problem that was going to occur because of the ages and time between the battle with Armegeddonmon and the start of this story. Now i made it so that four and a half years have past.

The Current ages of the DigiDestined are:

Davis, Ken, Willis, T.K., and Kari:16

Yolei: 17

Cody: 14

Tai, Matt, Sora, Michael: 21

Izzy and Mimi: 20

Joe: 22

Thats all the changes I'm making so far. I'll update the earlier chapters when I get a chance. Koichi, want to due the honors.

Koichi: Loki921 doesn't own digimon.

Loki921: If I did, Jun would have been a DigiDestined in the middle of the second season. Now lets get the ball rolling.

Koichi: Beast Spirit Evolution...JagerLoweemon!

JagerLoweemon: Dark Master!

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Chapter 6: Armageddon part 2

'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!"

Mangnamon's right arm began to glow in a golden light as he charged at Fallenmon, who's sword was surrounded by a crimson glow as he charged at Magnamon. When the digimon reached each other they attacked. The Royal Knight went to deliver a punch to Fallenmon's gut, but the fallen angel was already prepared to deliver a powerful strike with his sword. Before the sword could be brought down on him, Magnamon moved his right arm so that instead of punching his powered up arm guard blocked the attack. Tyrfing hit the golden armor, but did not cut through. The attacking sword and defending armor were in a deadlock, neither were giving an inch.

"Give up Fallenmon," Magnamon said to his opponent. "There is no way for you do win. An evil creature like you stands no chance against my golden light."

"Give up? I'll give up when the Dark Area freezes over," snarled Fallenmon. "You think that because you are a Royal Knight digimon that you are guaranteed to win, but that isn't so. Do you want to know why?" Fallenmon quickly slid his sword at a foreword angle across Magnamon's arm guard, breaking the dragon's defense by knocking his arm up in the air from the momentum of the movement. Before Fallenmon could capitalize on the dragon's moment of weakness Magnamon brought his left fist in a haymaker towards his opponent's face. Quickly leaping back while using his wings to push himself further Fallenmon managed to avoid the blow, thus allowing Magnamon to recover his guard.

"It's that very way of thinking that dooms them," Fallenmon continued as if he hadn't stopped talking. "Their way of thinking, that because they represent some sort higher morality makes them powerful is what makes them weak. Corruptible even. Just like that child who called himself an emperor."

Magnamon growled at the fallen angel in response to his taunt. The Royal Knight did not like thinking about Ken's darker days as the Digimon Emperor or how he had been used as a tool by MaloMyotismon for his resurrection. And he certainly didn't like this dark digimon speaking of him in a similar manner as the vampire and his minions had.

"Magna Blast!" Magnamon released several missiles from his armor. Each one honed in on Fallenmon who just stood where he was. As the missiles closed in on Fallenmon Magnamon charged forward with his right fish glowing.

"Manga Punch!"

"Wicked Feat!" Fallenmon raised his sword as the missiles drew near, and when they were close enough he quickly cut through them. Each missile exploded in a cloud of debris that covered the fallen angel digimon. Magnamon continued to charge toward the spot where he had last seen Fallenmon standing before the cloud blocked his view. The Royal Knight threw his glowing fist at where he thought Fallenmon was.

"You were saying," Magnamon smirked as he expected his fist to hit his opponent's body and deal a hefty blow, but that smirk faded into shock when that didn't happen. Instead he felt something grab his wrist. He tried to pull his hand free, but the grip on his wrist was too strong. Magnamon then had to use his left arm to protect his eyes as a strong gale came from in in front of him. As the winds blew by the cloud of debris was carried off revealing Fallenmon. He was creating the gale by flapping four of his wings, two on each side, and he was holding Magnamon's wrist in his right hand.

"This behavior was what I was talking about," Fallenmon lectured to the trapped dragon. "The arrogance of the Royal Knights blinds them and causes them to make stupid mistakes, like letting their anger get the best of them and attacking without thinking. They never stop to think about their actions. Now look at you. You're trapped and at my complete mercy, and now I can do this."

Fallenmon lifted his right arm up as high as it could go causing the dragon to come off of the floor of the factory. Then Fallenmon reached his left hand around Magnamon's exposed neck and squeezed. Hard. The razor-like nails at the end of the fallen angel's hands dug into the back of the dragon's neck drawing blood.

"How does it feel to slowly have the life choked out of you," Fallenmon questioned the dragon as he tightened his grip. Magnamon took his left hand and gripped the wrist of the hand that was holding on to his neck. He tried to pull the hand off his neck, but Fallenmon's grip refused to give. "I' honestly want to know. I'm always curious on how my victims feel as their lives slowly slips away from them. Do your lungs feel like they are on fire? Are there spots in your vision, or is your life playing before you like some short, B-Rate movie?"

"Y..fo…ot…bt…y t…l," Magnamon managed to mumble.

"What was that," Fallenmon mocked. "I couldn't quite get that. Can you speak up?"

"You forgot about my tail." Before Fallenmon could comprehend what was happening Magnamon's tail wrapped around the fallen angel's left leg. With a grunt Magnamon pulled his tail back resulting in Fallenmon's leg to be pulled out from under him. Fallenmon released his grip on the Royal Knight as he tried to keep his balance, but it was of no use as his back hit the stone floor of the factory. Not wasting the opportunity Magnamon twisted his body to gain momentum, like how a baseball player turns his body right before the pitch, and with a quick movement of his tail he threw Fallenmon into the factory wall at the other side of the room.

Magnamon used the opportunity that was afforded to him to catch his breath. Each breathe stung his lungs, but his mind became more clear. Eventually the spots in his vision began to fade away. Once his breathing returned to normal Magnamon looked at the spot where Fallenmon had landed. The fallen angel stood up and looked back at Magnamon.

"Now, now, that wasn't very nice. That really did hurt."

"I'm sorry," Magnamon responded to Fallenmon. "Next time I'll try to throw you on to something else, like a cactus. Or how about a bed of nails; I hear those are quite comfy with an iron pillow."

"Ow. Just when I thought that we were getting to be friends you go and wound me," Fallenmon placed his right hand on his heart and his left hand on his face.

"If I had friends like you I wouldn't need any enemies," Magnamon retorted.

"You're right," Fallenmon said as a smirk made its appearance on his face.

"Wicked Feat!" Fallenmon charged toward Magnamon with Tyrfing raised in the air. Magnamon took a deep breath and thrust his hands next to each other at arms length in front of him with his palms open.

"Aura Barrier!" A ball of light formed in front of Magnamon's palms. The light grew in size and began to cover the dragon. In the blink of an eye Magnamon was enveloped in a glowing barrier made of clear light. When the dark blade struck the light barrier sparks of electricity shot out from the spot where they made contact as the two opposing forces tried to overpower one another. Light V.S. Dark. Good V.S. Evil. Sweat trickled down Magnamon's neck from the exertion of energy he was using to push back Fallenmon's sword, but with one last push of energy into the barrier the sword was drove back and Fallenmon knocked off balance.

"Magna Kick!" A golden glow surrounded Magnamon's right leg right before he drove it into Fallenmon's left side with a roundhouse kick.

"He shoots and he scores," gloated Magnamon as Fallenmon went flying onto a conveyer belt that carried him into the opening of a complicated machine that was assembling strange pieces of machinery. "Am I one awesome dragon or what? Maybe I should be the captain of Davis's soccer team. Nah, I'm more of a striker."

"Strike this! Dark Piercing!" A spear of darkness tore out of the machine that Fallenmon had been drug into. The attack took took Magnamon by such surprise that it left him no time to dodge. He could only cross his arms in front of his chest so that his arm guards provided an extra layer of protection over his vital organs. The spear hit his left arm guard with such force that he went flying back into another machine that was disassembling the machinery that the other one was assembling.

While the spear had hurt the dragon it had not pierced is armor, but the machine was trying its best to take it apart. Several arms that carried torches were trying to weld through the metal, while other arms had rotating blades that were trying to cut through it like a can opener. The torches were not much of a problem as his golden armor was heat resistant, but his skin wasn't. The real problem came from the blades as they were made of obsidian digizoid. Obsidian digizoid was a rare alloy of chrome digizoid that was know not only for its jet-black color but its sharpness when fashioned into weapons. The metal could cut through almost anything, including his golden digizoid armor. What made it worse that that obsidian digizoid, like all digizoidian alloys, had high defensive capabilities making it hard to destroy.

Magnamon quickly grabbed the nearest torches with his right hand, and tore them off of the arms that were holding them, sending sparks flying. One of the arms that had a blade came straight at him; thinking fast he rolled to the left side of the conveyer belt he was on. The blade hit the belt and made a screeching sound, but a torch came down and burned the inner elbow of his left arm. With a wince Magnamon grabbed the offending equipment before it could do any more damage with his left hand, and crushed it in his palm. With that done Magnamon rolled back over on to his back, and just in time to dodge two more rotating blades, one coming from each side of the machine. After the two blades passed over him Magnamon jerked his head to the right to avoid a third one that came down right where his face had been.

"Talk about a close cut," the dragon laughed out nervously as he gazed at his reflection in the obsidian blade. Two more blades came down forcing him to move his tail and right arm to avoid them. The last blade managed to cut through the bottom part of his arm guard, eliciting a hiss from the dragon; luckily the blade only managed a light cut through the metal and not into the flesh. Nor did it do any significant damage to the armor that would compromise its integrity. Relief came to Magnamon as the conveyer belt carried him out of the machine.

"I guess this is the light people talk about seeing at the end of the tunnel," joked Magnamon as his head came out of the machine, but Magnamon's relief was short lived as a shadow passed over him.

"Wicked Feat!" On reflex Magnamon pulled his upper body foreword so that he was in a crunch position with his face almost touching the metal frame that made up the exit of the machine; the dark blade cut through the belt where his neck had been only seconds before. Before Fallenmon could bring his sword back up for a second swipe Magnamon turned on the turbines within his armor, and launched himself into the air.

"That was a close one," Magnamon breathed out as a sweat dropped formed on his forehead. "I nearly lost my head there."

"So your taking this battle to the air," questioned Fallenmon. "Alright, I'll take the battle to you." With that Fallenmon flapped his wings and took off after Magnamon.

Magnamon and Fallenmon charged at each other, trading blows. Magnamon would deliver a hard punch to the fallen angel's chest, or Fallenmon would attack the dragon with his sword. They would block the other's attack, and then jump back from the battle only to charge at each other once again. The battle continued like this for several minutes; neither side gaining on the other. The fight was at a total stalemate until they leaped away from each other one last time.

"This is getting us no where," Fallenmon called out to his foe.

"I have to agree," Magnamon called back as he scanned the area from the corner of his eyes. Is eyes widened slightly when he caught sight of a metal hook attached to an chain that was lazily wrapped around an I-beam, and both objects were made of chrome digizoid. He narrowed his eyes at his foe as a plan came to his mind.

"I'm on a tight schedule. The master will not be pleased if I don't destroy this world within the time limit he has generously given me," Fallenmon said as he raised his sword. "So I'll end this little game of ours here and now!" Fallenmon drug is sword in a pattern in front of him, leaving an all to familiar symbol forming in the air.

"Try as you might, victory will not come to you," responded Magnamon as he placed both hands at his right side. He moved the hands so that the right hand was a few inches above the left one, palms facing each other with his fingers spaced out. He pumped energy into his palms that began to gather in an orb that was forming in between the palms of his hands. Within the orb plants, moons, stars, and several galaxies could be seen forming and then being compressed. Just as the orb began to glow with a golden light that almost burned Magnamon's palms with its intensity Fallenmon called out his attack.

"Dark Destroyer!" A beam of darkness fired from the now completed pentagram toward the Royal Knight, who only smirked.

"Shining Gold Solar Storm!" Magnamon thrusted his hands in front of him, with his left one turning forward. The golden orb became a shining beam that fired from his hands straight toward Fallenmon and his attack. The two attacks collided head on in the middle of the two fighters.

"I guess will see whose attack is stronger," Fallenmon smirked at the Royal Knight.

"There's no guessing about it," responded Magnamon, and true to his word there was no real battle. Right as the attacks hit the Magnamon's golden beam overwhelmed Fallenmon's dark attack.

"Wha-," was all that could escape from Fallenmon's mouth as the beam hit him, knocking him through a hole in the wall.

"That's no Kamehamaha Wave, that's my Shining Gold Solar Storm. Its made of rapidly compressed space that I explosively expand into a beam of light that sweeps away my enemies," explained Magnamon. "Lets see a space monkey top that."

Before Fallenmon could return Magnamon flew to the hook and unwound the chain from the I-beam. With few deft movements of his hands he fashioned a noose on the end of the chain that did not have the hook. The knot was tied so that when he pulled on one end of the chain the noose would tighten and not loosen up. After checking over the knot one last time Magnamon flew to the ceiling of the factory, and landed in a corner that was hidden by the shadows of several I-beams but left him with a perfect view of the factory.

Several seconds later Fallenmon returned flying through the hole in the factory. Magnamon gleefully noted that the fallen angel had not escaped from his attack unscathed. The blades on his boots were chipped and dulled. The visor was completely shattered revealing both of his purple eyes. The worst damage seemed to have been done to his wings. The way the lowest wing on his left side and the middle wing on his right side hung limply at an awkward angle told the dragon that they were broken, and would therefore Fallenmon would be slower than ever.

"Do you think that was funny," Fallenmon called out as he moved around to search the room for the dragon. "Do you think that your going to get away with that? I'll admit it was a good move, and has done more damage than any other attack I have received. But it was your last. Next time I will kill you, and then that furball and the Child of Miracles, that is if they're not dead already."

'That's it. Keep talking and come a little closer,' thought Magnamon as he watched Fallenmon check behind several beams that were nearby his hiding spot, and then the evil digimon would move closer after checking behind each one. 'Closer. Closer. Almost. Almost.' Then Fallenmon moved in range while checking inside some machinery.

"Welcome to my parlor the Arukenimon said to the Flymon," Magnamon called out as he used the chain as a makeshift lasso, and threw the noose around Fallenmon's torso. Fallenmon let out a scream of pain as Magnamon pulled the rope taut causing the noose to bind not only his arms to the sides of his torso but also the two lower wings on each side of his body, including the two broken ones. In order to try and remain flying Fallenmon had to force his two unbound upper wings to flap even faster in order to support his weight.

"Damn you," Fallenmon cursed Magnamon between his clenched jaws. "Once I get out of this I will end you, slowly."

"I don't see how you'll be able to after I do this," Magnamon stated as he pulled the end of the chain that had the hook over to a large and complicated machine, causing Fallenmon to curse him again as the noose tightened further when he couldn't keep up with Magnamon's speed. Once the dragon stopped moving the fallen angel got a good look at the machine, and then he realized what Magnamon had in mind as he saw several gears that were twice his size turning against each other, giving the whole machine the appearance of the mechanisms of a rather large clock.

"You wouldn't dare," Fallenmon hissed at the dragon. Despite not being able to see his face Fallenmon could have sworn that Magnamon was smiling by the glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

"You should be careful of what you say," Magnamon said to the bound up angel as he fed the hook into the two largest gears in the machine. "I can never resist a dare."

Fallenmon turned from the machine and tried to fly away, but his struggle only resulted in the chains binding him to bite further into his flesh until they drew blood as the two large gears held the chain in-between them, preventing it from being pulled back as they fed more of the chain into the mechanisms. As more chain was pulled into the machine Fallenmon was drug closer to the gears. The fallen angel tried to raise his sword in hopes of cutting the chain and releasing himself, but the binding was so tight that they prevented him from budging his arms let alone raise his sword. There was nothing the evil digimon could do as he was pulled closer to the machine. Just before he reached the gears Fallenmon glared directly at the dragon that had put him in this situation with as much hatred and malice as he could muster, but Magnamon returned it with with his arms crossed and a completely neutral look.

****(Warning for Graphic Scenes!)****

As Fallenmon had his back to the machine from trying to fly away his wings were the first part of him to be pulled in by the gears. Magnamon could only stare at the sickening scene that was taken place in front of him because it was his duty to watch since he was the one responsible for what was happening. As the wings were pulled in the sound of crunching bones filled the air followed by Fallenmon's screams. The gears then caught his hair and forced his head against the lower gear as they pulled the silver strands in. Magnamon could hear how the once solid voice of Fallenmon was separated into distinct female and male screams of pain, the voices of Devimon and LadyDevimon, but they were soon muffled by the medal of the gears as Fallenmon's head and shoulders were forced in between the gears. Soon all that could be seen of the evil digimon were his twitching feet, and they too eventually disappeared into the mechanisms.

****(End of Graphic Scene)****

Even after Fallenmon's body had disappeared into the mechanism Magnamon remained flying a few yards back from the large gears that had pulled the fallen angel in, waiting for a sign that the evil digimon was gone once and for all. Magnamon heard a loud "Clank, clank, clank, clunck," coming from the lower part of the machine. Turning his head to look at where the noise was coming from he saw the crushed remains of the hook and some of the chain come out of a smaller set of gears. The hook started to swing as it came out until it got caught onto a small rotating cylinder that looked like it could have powered the mechanisms. When the hook got caught the rotation of the cylinder yanked the chain taut, but the slow speed of the turning gears refused to let anymore of the chain out despite the fast speed of the cylinder. The hook and chain around the cylinder got pulled tighter and tighter as the difference in speeds between the two parts of the mechanism resulted in an increase in tension in the chain. Since the chain was obsidian digizoid the chain refused to break despite how a normal chain would have already snapped under the force being exerted on it. The increase in tension began to slow down the cylinder resulting in the gears slowing down further and than in turn increased the tension forcing the cylinder to slow down even further. The mechanism was caught in a loop.

A loud whistling sound caught Magnamon's attention. He turned his head in order to search for the source of the whistling, and then he caught sight of a bronze steam whistle that was venting in order to try and relieve some of the pressure that was building up. Just below the whistle the dragon saw a meter whose hand was rapidly approaching red, and the closer the hand got to red the louder the whistling became as more steam was vented out.

"That can't be good," Magnamon said as he stared at the rising hand of the meter. Deciding to move away from the machine quickly, the dragon flew back to the far corner of the room where Flamemon was laying, still asleep. Just as the hand started to move past the red Magnamon ducked behind the machine that had been keeping Flamemon out of Fallenmon's sight, and he covered his friend with his armored body so the fire digimon would not get hurt from whatever was going to happen.

Then a loud boom sounded as the machine reached its limit and several parts of it blew. Pipes caring oil and steam burst releasing the black liquid onto the floor and the super heated vapor into the air. Several of the large gears were knocked off their alignments and started to fall. Most of them hit the ground with enough force to shake the factory, but one hit some cables while it was falling and cut through several of them before it got caught on some larger, thicker cables. The cut wires began to spark, but luckily they did not fall to the ground and ignite the oil. Magnamon could feel several shards of hot shrapnel hit his armor and skin before they bounced off. When Magnamon could hear nor feel anymore movement he slowly stood up and surveyed the mayhem.

"This place looks almost as bad as Gennai's house after Davis's Sixteenth Birthday party," Magnamon laughed as he compared the damage to his memory of the digital human's home after the digimon got into a fight over the last piece of cake. "Yeah, I don't think Gennai ever forgave us for that one. I just hope Andromon can find it in his programming to after he is reborn."

Then a buzzing sound filled the air followed by a clicking noise as all the light shut off one by one, and the remaining machines followed suit.

"Oh great. That was either the power or the breaker tripped," Magnamon lamented as the only source of light was the sunlight that managed to find its way past the thick clouds and through the large whole in the wall. Magnamon then smiled as he channeled power into his armor. As the power began to flow through the golden metal it began to glow with golden light that chased away the darkness in the room.

"Who needs a flashlight when you have the Golden Radiance at your command," laughed Magnamon with pride. Movement from the large mechanism then caught the dragon's eye. He turned to what was left of the metal contraption in time to see black pieces of data flow from the machine, into the air, and then dissipate into nothingness.

"Well I guess that means that Fallenmon is gone. Good riddance. Now I could use a small breather," Magnamon sighed as he began to slide down to the floor next to Flamemon. Just as his butt hit the floor he heard something that not only made him jump back up, but the voice also caused a cold shiver to go down the dragon's spine despite the heat from the escaping steam.

"Dark Destroyer!" A beam of darkness fired out of the machine, destroying several of the remaining gears and metal pieces that were in its way. After the blast faded away Magnamon could see a hole in the machine where the attack had originated from and a figure leaping from the remains onto a nearby platform.

"It can't be," Magnamon whispered under his breath. "The gears should have torn him to shreds, and then there was the data."

"What you thought you could be rid of me that easily," Fallenmon called down to the dragon, relishing in the look that had quickly graced Magnamon's face. While the sight had lasted less than a second and was soon covered by an angry glare; Fallenmon's sharp eyes had caught sight of the fear that had been in his foe's eyes. "It will take more than a few measly pieces of metal to destroy me, but I wasn't without damage I'll admit."

While the machine hadn't destroyed the fallen angel as Magnamon had hoped they would, they had done no small amount of damage. What had remained of the smoke colored visor from the previous fighting was gone. The blades on his boot had been completely crushed and shattered. A good deal of the scalp was exposed and bleeding where several locks of silver hair had been ripped out, but that was far from the worst of the damage. The worst damage had been to the wings. Where the six onyx feathered appendages had once been, only nothingness remained. The only sign that they had once been there were the six bloody stumps that were sticking out of Fallenmon's back.

'The data I saw was probably from where his wings were shorn off by the gears,' noted Magnamon.

"But as long as I can do this…" Fallenmon's body began to be covered in darkness and then split back into his two previous pieces, Devimon and LadyDevimon. Both digimon were smirking as they began to be covered in darkness, but before they were completely covered something caught Magnamon's eye.

"LadyDevimon/Devimon DNA-Digivolve to….Fallenmon!"

"You will never be able to beat me," shouted Fallenmon from where he stood, fully restored, wings and all.

"Mph, Mmph, ha ha." The sounds of Magnamon's laughter caught

"What's so funny," a disturbed Fallenmon asked the laughing digimon. At the question the dragon stopped laughing.

"This is not the first time that I have heard of such a technique being used in order to recover from damage," answered Magnamon. "Years ago, before we rescued Ken from himself, we had a run in with a digimon known as Parrallelmon. During our first encounter he sent Davis and myself to another dimension. There we met a brave tamer and his partner who told us of their adventures; including a story about a boy who used the same method that your using to recover his digimon's health. And guess what. Our friends told us of the one flaw in using this method that led to the boy's defeat; the very same flaw that you are suffering from now. Can you guess what that is?"

Fallenmon only glared at the golden dragon, but Magnamon only smirked as he answered his own question.

"While defusing and then defusing does allow you to recover from your injuries, it uses up a lot of energy to do so. Each time you go back to Devimon and LadyDevimon and then DNA-Digivolve you expend a lot of energy that you cannot recover easily. And it gets better; for me that is. Judging by the way I saw your two pieces panting and sweating before they fused, you do not have enough energy to use that technique again if you take to much damage."

Fallenmon chose to remain silent, but that was all that it took for Magnamon to know the answer.

"So I'm right then. So the next time you take severe damage you can't heal; meaning this fight will be your last."

"My ability to heal from any further damage may be as you say, but your wrong about one thing," Fallenmon finally decided to break his silence and respond to Magnamon's taunts. "This will not be my last fight. I have not yet begun to show my true power. I hadn't taken this fight seriously, but now my mistake and will no longer hold back from here on out."

"And neither will I," Magnamon said as he launched himself into the air. "I am always up for a good fight, and I'm to stubborn to go down, just like Davis."

"Be that as it may," Fallenmon said to the Royal Knight as he landed on an I-beam that stood a few yards away from the platform that the fallen angel was currently on. "I do believe that a change in scenery is in order; this place has become to bothersome. And this time I'll pick the battlefield."

Fallenmon flapped his wings, and lifted himself into the air. He quickly flew through the hole into the wall of the factory, where he turned around to face Magnamon once more.

"Unless you don't care that I'm about to destroy the last remaining part of the Digital World," and with that last taunt Fallenmon flew off.

Magnamon watched as Fallenmon flew away to see where he was going before he turned to Flamemon was laying. He hated to leave his friend behind, but he couldn't take the fire digimon with him. It would be to dangerous; the dragon couldn't protect both him while defending himself in an unknown location. He also couldn't refuse to fight Fallenmon in order to get his friend to safety. If he did, the Digital World would be destroyed, and he would be a failed as its protector because he did not give it his all. Magnamon was faced with the toughest decision of his life; his duty to his home or his duty to his best friend and partner.

Finally coming to a decision Magnamon flew down to Flamemon and carefully picked him up so that he was cradled in his arms. He then carried him to a walkway that was on the second story of the factory, stretching across the building several feet above the oil soaked floor. With as much care as he had picked him up Magnamon laid Flamemon down on the walkway.

"I'm not sure if you can hear me, but I believe that you can. I wish I could stay with you, but someone needs to stop Fallenmon before he completely destroys this world, and since the others aren't here right now the job falls to me. I'm going to go and stop that angel wannabe not only for the Digital World but for all our friends and for your too. If you were awake I know that you would not only support my decision, but you would probably be the first one to march out there if you were in my position. I promise that as soon as this fight is over I will come back for you, but until then I'll leave you here where you'll be safe, Partner."

Magnamon took to the air, and flew out of the factory through the hole. The Royal Knight set a course for the area that Fallenmon had flown off to, the top of Infinity Mountain and the sight for their final battle.

Location: Human World- Odabia High School Computer Room

In the years following the defeat of MaloMyotismon and Armageddonmon the DigiDestined had grown and life had continued on for them. The older members, consisting of Tai, Matt, Sora, Izzy, Mimi, and Joe, had graduated high school and had started college, or in Joe's case about to graduate from it. This left them with even less time for the Digital World than they previously had due to their studies and various jobs they held; this left the only time they could ever go to the Digital World together was during vacations, when their workload was significantly lighter. Davis, T.K. Kari, and Yolei graduated from the middle school and joined the high school, with Ken and Willis transferring in. Davis, T.K. Kari, Ken, and Willis where in the 10th Grade this year, and Yolei, being a year older, was in the 11th. Cody now attended Odabia Middle School and was currently in the 9th grade. Since most of the most Second Generation, who were the most active when it came to the affairs in the Digital World due to Digimon becoming public knowledge after the MaloMyotismon and Armageddonmon incidents and the schools decreeing that being a DigiDestined was a "Club Activity as long as good grades were sustained," were in Odaiba High School, the high school's computer room became the official meeting room for the DigiDestined. This was why all the Chosen members of the First and Second Generations of DigiDestined, along with their partners and Gennai, were currently in the room.

"Is the Portal Program working yet Izzy," asked a certain blonde haired sixteen-year-old from where he was standing behind the genius.

"For the seventh time, no its not," responded Izzy as he typed away on the school's computer.

"Do you have any idea why it could have crashed," Tai asked from his seat over by the door to the room as he gently petted a round, black furred digimon with bear-like ears was sleeping on his lap. This digimon was Botamon, the fresh level form of Agumon. He was not the only digimon that had reverted back to their fresh level.

Mimi was sitting next to a large window on the opposite side of the room from the with her back pressed against the glass. In her arms was a sleeping ball of silver hair with two purple feelers and purple skin that was exposed around its eyes; this digimon was Yuramon, the fresh level of Palmon.

Sora was sitting in a seat next to Mimi. The DigiDestined of Love was staring at a black seed-like digimon who had two leaf like protrusions sticking out of his head, Nyokimon.

Matt, Joe, and Gennai were gathered around a table next to the room's left wall. Matt was observing Joe and Gennai as they were examining four more fresh level digimon: a green slime-like digimon with a pacifier in its mouth called Pabumon, a red digimon with three horns called Punimon, and a white, water droplet shaped digimon with two antennae, two flippers, and three spikes on its back called Pichimon. They were the fresh forms of Tentomon, Gabumon, and Gomamon respectively.

"I think it might have to do with Fallenmon and the Seeds of Light," answered Izzy.

"What do you mean," asked Yolei who was sitting between Kari and Ken at the right side of the room, where they had taken chairs from in front of computers and turned them around so they could face the others. Willis was on Ken's left, and Cody was on Kari's right. Poromon, Upamon, Minomon, Gatomon, Patamon, Kokomon, and Terriermon were in the floor snaking on some food that had been brought in from the store that Yolei's family owned.

"I've noticed that every time that Fallenmon, or Devimon and LadyDevimon, takes the data of one of the Seeds of Light there is a distortion in the Digital World. That distortion results in interference in the network, effecting almost everything it come into contact with."

"It must be because of this interference that none of the groups received any of the warning messages from the previous groups about Devimon and LadyDevimon," Ken concluded causing everyone to turn to him. "Or why none of our messages can seem to get through to Davis."

"Right," Izzy responded.

"Then if we can't reach Davis does that meant that Fallenmon got ahold of the final Seed of Light," Cody asked Izzy.

"No. If that is the case File Island would have disappeared like the other areas that lost their Seeds of Light, but I can clearly see the island on the map."

"Then how come the portal program isn't working if File Island is still there," Kari asked.

"Why don't we let Izzy finish explaining before we ask him anymore questions so that way we can get some answers and go from there," Tai said. "T.K. you need to take a seat; you breathing over Izzy's shoulder is not doing any good. Give the man his space to work."

"But…"

"Tai's right little bro," Matt interrupted his brother before he could protest. "When has Izzy ever let us down. Why don't you take this seat by me and relax for a minute?" T.K. opened his mouth to say something more but stopped when Matt looked pointedly at him. "Sit." Grudgingly T.K. walked to the seat and sat down; Matt then placed both of his hands on his little brother's shoulders to not only reassure him but also make sure he didn't get back up.

"Thanks Tai. Matt," Izzy said before he turned back to his computer and continued his explanation. "As I was saying each time a Seed of Light is taken a distortion appears in the area. Even though Fallenmon was not able to obtain the Seed of Light on File Island, hopefully due to Davis getting to it first, there were enough distortion fields that they began to connect and cover the entire Digital World. The clouds you saw were most likely the physical representation of the distortion. As for the reason we can't get the digi-portal to work has nothing to due with the program, its working perfectly. Rather its due to the distortion. As I said before its causing interference in the network that prevents signals from getting through. Its actually working in a similar way that Myostimon's fog barrier did when he first came looking for Kari.

The Digi-Portal Program works by downloading and uploading us to and from the Digital World. In order to due this a signal is used to make a connection. The source of the signal is the Digital World itself. When we use the program to enter the Digital World the signal is launched from the world and then it is intercepted by a computer, and interpreted by the program. The computer then bounces the signal back, with us in it.

Its like how a cell phone works. Satellites launch signals to the Earth, and cell phones pick them up. When you make a call, the phones bounce those signals back to the satellite along with the extra sound waves that carry your message. But when there are clouds or some other obstacle in the path of the signal from the phone back to the satellite, the message can be missing parts or lost completely.

If something were to interfere with the signal between the computer and the Digital World when we were being transmitted, the results would be bad. Only pieces of us may arrive instead of our whole body, or we could be lost in between worlds with no way out. That's why there is a fail safe in the program. When we try to open a portal the program will launch a test signal to the Digital World first. If that signal runs into any interference the program will not open the gate.

But since the source of the signal is the Digital World, it would be much stronger coming from there rather than being bounced from our computer since much of the signal's original energy is lost in the process."

"Meaning what exactly," Tai asked his long time friend, but it was Gennai who answered.

"We may not be able to get into the Digital World, but if Davis could get to a T.V. him and Veemon could get out."

"Then what should we do, Gennai," Sora voiced the question that many of the DigiDestined were asking themselves. What could they do when the gate to the Digital World was closed? Even if it was open, the older DigiDestined's digimon were in their fresh forms and were too tired or injured to digivolve. They would be more of a hindrance than any sort of help.

"We believe in them," Kari spoke up gaining everyone's attention. "We'll believe in Davis and Veemon. And Flamemon too."

Location: On Top of Mount Infinity

Magnamon arrived at the top of Mount Infinity following the path of Fallenmon. The mountain top was covered in dense cloud cover that prevented the dragon from seeing anything around him. He pumped more energy into his armor to increase the brightness of the aura that it emitted in hopes of cutting through the darkness, but it did little more than increase his sight by a few inches. Deciding it was not worth the energy drain to support the current brightness he dimmed his aura until it was back to a normal level. Then a gust of wind blew by him. Turning to see the source of the air flow he watched as the cloud cover separated to form a path. At the end of the path was a building that reminded Magnamon of the ancient Greek palace's that he had seen in Davis's history books; only where those buildings were white, gold, and bronze in color this building was black as the night sky.

"If that is not an invitation I don't know what is," Magnamon said before flying carefully down the path to the building and landing on the ground in front of it.

Magnamon walked in between two of the columns that seemed to been carved out of black marble and into the darkness of the of Devimon's lair.

"So the Golden Royal Knight did decide to face big bad angel," Fallenmon's voice called out from the inky blackness of the room; the only source of light being the golden glow of Magnamon's armor and even that didn't amount to much more than the light of a single candle on a moonless night. The Royal Knight turned to try and find the source of the voice, but it seemed to have came from every where at once as the sound echoed off of the columns. "I was afraid that you may have done the smart thing and flown the coop, or is it roost? Or maybe even cave. I never can tell with you dragons. Not like it really matters; without someone to try and oppose me, destroying the last bit of the Digital World would be no real fun at all.

But since you are here, lets play a game, Dark Tag. The rules are simple. We'll play in the dark, and try to 'tag' each other; the game is over when one player is deleted. Sound fun fight? And here's a little advice, I would turn out that light if I were you, otherwise the game will be over real soon.

'Dark Piercing!'"

Thinking fast Magnamon dove in a foreword roll, allowing the spear of darkness to pass over him and hit the column. When the spear destroyed the area of the marble that it came in contact with, leaving a two-foot gap between the base and the rest of the column.

"Magna Blast!" Jumping back up to his feet quickly, Magnamon launched his missiles at the spot the attack originated from. Three of the missiles hit one column, another two hit a second, one hit the top of a third column, and the other two hit the ceiling. The first two columns were destroyed; along with where the third one connected to the ceiling. Besides some shaking and falling dust, the ceiling withheld the blasts.

"Are you trying to bring down the roof on us," Fallenmon questioned, his voice emanating from the darkness. "Unless those pillars were your target your aim is lacking. Each one of those attacks missed me, and what did I say about that light?

'Wicked Feat!'"

The only warning Magnamon got about the incoming attack was a barely audible whistle as the blade cut through the air. The dragon leaped up into the air, allowing the sword to hit the column behind him instead. As the marble fell to piece before disintegrating into data, the dragon cut off the power to his armor to stop the glow; leaving the area in total darkness except for glow of his right foot.

"Magna Kick!" The glowing foot was swung in a roundhouse kick aimed at where the base of the column had stood in an attempt to cover as much area as possible. The kick made contact with what Magnamon thought was one of the fallen angel's wings from what he could tell from the fading light left from his attack. Not wasting anytime to think on it, Magnamon stuck out his right hand in front of him, and ran forward as silently as possible as to not give away his location. His hand came into contact with three more columns before he ducked behind the fourth to hide and wait.

"So you can learn," Fallenmon's voice faked interest. "That's one thing about the Royal Knights I respect. They are quick studies, and capable of adapting to fight in almost any situation."

"You sound like you are very familiar with the Royal Knights," Magnamon questioned. 'Just keep talking so I can track ya.' "I remember back in the factory you talked about them as if you knew something about them." Magnamon left his spot and ran to the left four columns and down two; successfully avoiding the sword strike that took down the column that he had been hiding behind.

"You're getting the hang of this game; that's good," Fallenmon complimented. "As for inquiry, I did happen to know two Royal Knights. I had two under me back when I worked with Lucemon. Crusadermon and Dynasmon." Fallenmon quickly ran to the right to doge Magnamon's misses, and then he threw a dark spear at the dragon. The attack missed, and both digimon faded back into the darkness and went back into hiding.

"Not much to say about Crusadermon, except that she can be obsessed with beauty. As for Dynasmon, he was a hard worker. Always followed orders without question. Could never say anything bad about the Royal Knight. I never trusted him. And I was right not to. Soon he came after me wanting my position as Lucemon's right hand mon.

The battle was one for the ages. The earth shook, mountains quaked, and the Heavens were ablaze with the light from the clashing of our blades. We both fought long and hard, and the battle took its toll on the both of us. But I was stronger, and just before I could deal the finishing blow, that Digimon went and cheated.

While I stood gloating over his downed body he placed an ancient spell on his blade. Then, before I could figure out what he was doing, he came at me with his sword raised. I put mine up in a half hearted guard against his feeble strike. I expected his sword to hit mine and the attack end there with me using the opportunity to pierce his heart. Imagine my surprise when his blade went through mine like it wasn't even there, but it didn't stop there. It continued on unhindered, slicing cleanly through my body. But that wasn't the end.

While the blade did go through me, there was no mark. Not a cut. Not so much as a scratch. Yet there he stood in front of me wearing a smirk.

'I win,' he said, and before I could correct the bastard it happened. My body began to glow. It started in a line where the sword had passed through me. Then it moved outward from there until my whole body was covered in a golden glow. The pain that followed was immense. My body not only felt like it was burning, but it felt like my data was slowly being ripped in two. And it was.

When the light and pain finally faded away I found myself in to pieces. A Devimon and LadyDevimon. Each one only contained a piece of my conciseness and a fraction of my power.

The last thing that registered to them before they were reduced to being digi-eggs was the pain of Dynasmon's sword cutting into them.

After both Digimon were finally reborn they would learn that not only had he destroyed them, but he had also made sure that I could never come back to haunt him by banishing both eggs to a different Digital World."

"So your mad that Dynasmon cheated and didn't beat you fair and square," Magnamon said as he prepared to run; Fallenmon's story had let him get a lock on the fallen angel's location. Now he only needed to buy a few more seconds to distract Fallenmon from his approach.

"No! I'm mad that I didn't think of it first. Do you know how much time I could have saved if I ended the battle early with a cheap trick?"

"Magna Blast!" Magnamon fired off the missiles once he got in range. Each missile was aimed at the location that Fallenmon's voice came from, and each one detonated upon impact, destroying the area around it. "How was that for a trick?"

"Good, but I have a better one," Fallenmon whispered into Magnamon's left ear from over his shoulder. The fallen angel' caught the dragon's neck in his tight hand as he spun around, and then he proceeded to lift him off the ground once again. "Unlike you, I can see in the dark perfectly."

"Wicked Feat!"

"Magna Blast!" Acting on pure survival instinct, Magnamon fired his missiles once more, but since he did not have time to aim, each one went into a random direction. Two flew up and hit the ceiling, one flew to the right and out of the castle, one flew to the left and took out another column, two passed by Fallenmon and detonated upon hitting a wall, but the last one hit the fallen angel's sword in the arch of its attack. Due to the close proximity of the explosion, both digimon were blasted to the opposite sides of the room from each other.

"I'm going to feel that in the morning," Magnamon gasped as he leaned against the wall and tried to catch his breathe after the explosion had knocked it out of him. Unfortunately, with so many of its columns destroyed, the last explosion was to much for the castle. It began to shake as the roof began to crack and crumble down; the debris knocking down even more of the columns that were trying to provide some sort of stability. Within the span of a minute the rest of the roof came down, along with the remainder of the columns and parts of the walls.

"Aura Barrier!"

Location: File Island-The Factory

Five white strands entered through the whole in the factory wall. Each of the strands were actually made up of even smaller white fibers that were grouped together so tightly that they seemed to form one snake-like entity that possessed an other worldly blue glow that was so light that it could have been almost mistaken for white. The strands clung to the wall as they moved along it. Halfway down the wall two of the stands separated from the group that they hand been traveling in; one heading to the right and the other to the left. The other strands proceeded to the floor of the factory.

The three strands that went to the floor began to move along it. Amazingly they were not being stained by the black oil that covered the floor; instead, the oil seemed to bubble and then disappear when ever one of the stands came by, leaving the floor clean of any mess. One of the strands roamed over the fallen gears and cogs that were laying up under the machine. Another was trailing through, on, and under the debris that littered the middle of the floor. The third one was moving along the edges of the walls, and then it brushed along a certain spot behind a machine that was in the corner of the room. It stopped there, and the glow around it began to brighten. In response, the other two also began to brighten, and then they moved toward the third one. All three began to comb through the area; across the floor, over the machine, and along the walls. They moved in such away that if there was anyone observing them then the observer might have realized that they were looking for something, and that something must have been in that spot at one point.

The strand that had went to the left earlier had left the wall following an I-beam that connected to it. It followed that I-beam until it met a junction where several more I-beams met. The strand turned black when it came in contact with a certain one, and it quickly moved off of it and onto different one. It traveled along several more beams and pieces of metal, until it turned gold when it touched one that was in an upper corner. The strand then began to feel out the area carefully.

The strand that had went to the right on the wall had came into contact with a walkway. It crawled onto the metal path of the walkway, and began to move down it in a slithering 's' motion similar to how a snake moves. This movement allowed the strand to move fast and cover the most area possible. When ever the catwalk would fork, it would travel down one branch, occasionally backtracking to the other if it reached a dead end. The strand then came in contact with something that was not metal, but flesh. The white strand had brushed against Flamemon's left foot. The blue of the aura turned a soft red. The other strands' auras turned red also. Moving quickly, the strands backtracked from where they had been searching until they reached the part of the wall where the one that went to the right had parted. The other four strands followed the trail left by the fifth one and soon reached Flamemon as well.

The tips of the stands began to move across Flamemon's body. They moved carefully and with ease as not to jostle the body; even when one slipped underneath the fire digimon's body did not budge. After they had fully covered his body, front and back, each strand stopped at a certain point on his body. One tip stopped on his forehead, one stopped on the right side of his chest and another on his left, one was underneath him touching his back in the area between the shoulder blades and under his neck, and the final one was directly in the middle of the film of skin that covered the injury on his stomach. The tips then began to glow a sky blue color.

Energy rushed from the tips into Flamemon's body, which became enshrouded in an aura the same color of the glowing strands. The energy flowed through the fire digimon's body into every muscle, fiber and cell; and into his very soul. What Magnamon's aura had not been able to heal the energy was.

As the energy flowed from the tips of the strands that was on either side of Flamemon's body the loose pieces of bone that had not been able to be reaffixed to the ribs were being pulled back into their rightful places. A couple of pieces had managed to work their way from the ribs and had caused some damage. One large piece had worked its way to his right lung and punctured the organ, and another had cut into the right ventricle of his heart. After the pieces were removed and reaffixed to the broken bones, the energy moved into the organs. The muscle fibers of the organs began to weave back together. The ribs and organs were back to normal after a few minutes.

Similarly to what was happening to Flamemon's ribs, the energy was working on repairing the two wounds on his back and stomach. While Magnamon's aura did happen to remove the corruption, the aura failed to completely neutralize its effects. Where the corruption had already touched, the data that made up Flamemon's body was dying and beginning to corrode. The corroded data was then spreading like a cancer; the energy reversed this process. After the energy restored the corrupted data to full health, it set to work on the wounds themselves. The muscles and other damaged tissues began to grow and connect. The wounds began to shrink into two white lines. The scars began to fade until they both could no longer be seen, leaving the skin the same as it was earlier that morning, if not healthier.

After restoring the rest of the body the energy became focused on Flamemon's head. Broken capillaries were fixed, and a crack that had formed in his skull was mended. The bruising to the brain that was a result of the concussion was healed as well, along with a few damaged nerves. As the last of the injuries were healed, the energy and glow began to fade, leaving Flamemon to awaken.

"What's going on," Flamemon yawned as he stretched out. "I feel like I just woke up from the best sleep of my life. Vee, you didn't let me over sleep again did you?" Vee?"

When he didn't hear the dragon answer, Flamemon began to look around and pay attention to his surroundings. At first he was confused as to why he was in a factory surrounded by some weird glowing strands, but that confusion gave away to panic as he recalled his fight with Fallenmon.

"Vee! Where are you? This isn't funny. Answer me Veemon," Flamemon shouted into the darkness of the factory, hoping to hear his friend say that everything was alright. When he got no answer the fire digimon tried to stand up, but the strand began to wrap themselves around his body. Four of the strands wrapped themselves around his ankles and wrists, one per each appendage, and the fifth one wrapped itself around his torso and elbows, in such away that it tightly bound his arms to his chest. "Let me go. Put me down you stinking what ever you are." Despite his struggles the strands only got tighter around him and began to lift him into the air towards the hole.

"That's it, take this…. 'Baby Salamander!'" Flamemon's body became surrounded by a fiery aura. The flames licked at his binds, but they proved to be resistant to the fire digimon's attack. "What! How can that be?"

"I wouldn't try that again, young one," a voice called out. Flamemon recognized the voice, but for the life of him couldn't place where he had heard it before. "You wouldn't want to injure yourself, and waste all that energy I put into healing you, would you."
Flamemon ceased his struggles, and the tightness of the grip the strands had on him let up, letting him gain more freedom in his movements. As he was being pulled out of the factory, Flamemon's face lit up in recognition as he saw who was the source of the voice.

"Azulongmon," Flamemon called out to the Sovereign digimon. The dragon was floating just a few yards above factory. As Flamemon stared at him, he noticed that Azulongmon's beard was glowing a light blue. The fire digimon looked at the strands that were still bound around him and came to a realization, 'I'm wrapped up in Azulongmon's beard!'

"Its good to see you again Davis, DigiDestined of Miracles," responded Azulongmon. The sovereign's greeting brought Flamemon out of his musings about how weird it was to be wrapped up in beard hair.

"H-How did you know?"

"Did you expect me not to know what is going on in my own domain? I am a sovereign after all."

"I guess that makes sense," Flamemon said as he scratched the back of his head with his right hand. "Then do you know where Magnamon is?"

"I do." Azulongmon turned his head to Infinity Mountain, and Flamemon followed his lead. The top of the mountain was obscured by dark clouds, but every so often a flicker of gold could be seen through the cloud cover. "He's up there, fighting against Fallenmon."

"Speaking of Fallenmon, what do you know about him," Flamemon questioned the sovereign. "I know that he is a fusion of Devimon and LadyDevimon, but just how does he know about the Legendary Warriors? And why is he doing this; what is his goal?"

"The door is open." Azulongmon turned his head back to Flamemon. "The worlds are connecting. Soon, by its command, the Gate will open."

"By who's command? What gate?" Flamemon questioned the sovereign. "Who is the one beh-"

A blast of purple light and a loud explosion interrupted him. He had only just closed his eyes as the shock wave hit them. If he had not been wrapped in Azulongmon's beard, Flamemon was sure he would have been blown a mile away, as it was he could feel Azulongmon being pushed to the side. As the shock wave passed, Fallenmon opened his eyes in enough time to see the incoming threat.

"Watch out!"

"Wicked Feat!"

"AZULONGMON!"

Just a little earlier, at the top of Infinity Mountain:

Rubble covered the ground from where Devimon's castle fell. Nothing remained standing from the dark building, and nothing moved. Even the air was silent, despite the ominous clouds surrounding the area.

Then a pile of rubble began to shift, the movements exposing a light underneath the debris. The light gave off a quick pulse, sending the rocks around it flying, exposing a figure in a sphere of light. The sphere faded away, revealing Magnamon.

"That was too close," Magnamon sighed as he brushed off dust from his arms and armor. "If I didn't get that barrier up when I did I would have been flatter than one of Mrs. Kamiya's cakes."

"Indeed. You are proving to be a more formidable foe than I anticipated." Magnamon quickly turned his head to the sky above him. Looking down at him, hovering about fifty feet above the ruins, was Fallenmon. "I have to admit that this is the most fun I have had in a very long time. Centuries even."

"I'm glad that I can entertain you," Magnamon told the fallen angel as he floated into the air until he was level with the evil digimon. "I've picked up that habit from Davis; he always knows how to give people a good show, right before he destroys them."

"Yes, your human partner; I nearly forgot about him," Fallenmon mused. "Is he still here, or has he run away like a coward?"

"Davis has more courage than a cold-hearted fiend like you will ever have, and I am proud to call him my partner."

"Yet he is not here right now to help you, is he? Tell you what, why don't you join me? I can give you power and strength, enough that would have made MaloMyotismon jealous."

"There is nothing that you can give me that would make me betray my friends and beliefs. I will protect them with my own power and the strength that they give me," Magnamon raged.

"You're preaching again, but I thought you might say something like that. However, I think that I can change your mind," Fallenmon smirked as he spread out his wings. To Magnamon they seemed to grow darker and featureless, if possible, as a black fog started to pour out of them. Fallenmon pulled his wings back; "Here is a gift from me to you!" He flapped his wings foreword, and a swarm of dark disk-like objects flew out of his wings, headed toward Magnamon.

While Magnamon had never seen them before, he had heard enough about them from the older DigiDestined and their digimon in order to recognize the disks. "Black gears!"

Magnamon flew up quickly, letting the first of the black gears pass harmlessly under him. "Magna Blast," taking a few seconds to aim, he fired his missiles as the gears that had changed their direction in time to follow him. Each missile impacted on a gear, taking them out in a golden explosion. Magnamon didn't waste any time before firing a second set of missiles at the incoming swarm, destroying eight more, but the rest of swarm caught up to him.

Instead of trying to directly hit him, they began to circle around Magnamon in a clock-wise motion, almost like how some predators would circle around their prey before attacking a weak spot. Magnamon kept his guard up, and spun counter-clockwise so that he could keep is eyes on as many as possible at once.

"Magna Punch!" One of the gears flew at him from his upper-right side. He quickly delivered a punch to the gear, destroying it. A second one flew at his lower left.

"Magna Kick!" The gear shattered after being hit by Magnamon's foot.

"That's all you got? I can keep this up all day," Magnamon called out. Fallenmon

waved his left hand through the air before turning his attention to the left and down from his current location, and then all the gears charged at the dragon as once. "Me and my big mouth."

"Magna Blast! Magna Punch! Magna Kick!" Magnamon fired his missiles at the areas where he had noticed that many of the gears had been concentrated. The blasts destroyed half of the swarm, but the rest were to close for another wave of missiles to be fired without Magnamon himself being in danger. Instead he delivered a series of swift punches and kicks to the gears as they came near him. The ones that came at him from behind were met with powerful strikes from his tail. The battle against the dark gears seemed to last forever to Magnamon, but eventually, he grabbed the last gear in his right hand and crushed it.

With the last of the swarm destroyed, Magnamon focused his attention back on the source of the dark gears. Fallenmon turned his attention back onto the Royal Knight and smiled as he moved his second and third finger on his left hand in a "Come here" gesture. Magnamon thought that this was an invitation to fight and was about to fly at him, but before he could, sharp pain racked his body. The three gears that had flown underneath him earlier had embedded themselves in the exposed parts of his arms and back.

Magnamon could only describe what was happening to him as being hell. The gears not only felt as if they were ripping into his flesh, but the areas on his body they were entering burned so intensely, it felt as if a BlueMeramon was trying to burn him. It was not only the physical pain that made Magnamon suffer, but he also suffered mentally and emotionally. His body felt as if darkness was flowing though it, slowly robbing him of control. Rage, pain, and confusion began to cloud his mind. Magnamon wanted to take his suffering out on anything or anyone, as if their suffering would relieve his own. Despite these feelings, Magnamon refused to give in to the dark gears influence.

'I guess these are what those digimon felt when they were under Devimon's control. It's no wonder why they acted so crazy; any digimon would go insane if they felt like this. Good thing I'm just not any digimon.' Magnamon flexed his arms, and forced power into them. The power destroyed the two black gears that were embedded in his arms. Using his right arm, he reached around and pulled out the black gear that was in his back. As soon as the gear was exposed it dissolved into black particles. Smirking, Magnamon turned to Fallenmon.

"Did you think that your black gears would work on me."

"Honestly, I would have been disappointed in you if they did. I'm going to need to develop something better," Fallenmon shrugged his shoulders and then smiled. "But they served their purpose."

"And that would be?"

"To distract you." Fallenmon pointed his sword straight down, and Magnamon's gaze followed its tip. His eyes widened in shock and horror at what he saw. Just below them was a circle that had to have a diameter of around fifty feet with a pentagram that made contact at five different points with the circle's edge. "There is more than one way to get at a fractal code. 'Dark Destroyer: Full Power!"

The pentagram in the circle glew with an incredibly bright, purple light, and then it became a beam that fired straight down, right onto Infinity Mountain.

"Aura Barrier!" Magnamon managed to put up his barrier just before the mountain exploded. While he was protected from damage as a result of the explosion because the barrier, the shock wave was enough to send it and him flying back over half-a-mile. After steading himself, Magnamon could only watch as the dark beam continued down the mountain and into the heart of File Island itself in the form of a giant, purple pillar of power.

Magnamon turned away from the pillar and turned to the sky to look for Fallenmon, but he was not there. Looking around quickly, Magnamon found the fallen angel flying away at an angle.

"Where is that bastard going!" Magnamon followed his path with his eyes, and was saw something that filled is body with adrenalin, Azulongmon holding Flamemon in his beard right outside the factory. Without thinking Magnamon flew as fast as he could in an intercept course with Fallenmon. He flew so fast that if there had been anyone to see him, all they would have seen was what looked like a golden shooting star fly by followed by a sonic boom, but he was still too slow. He was close enough to hear Flamemon trying to call out a warning, but too far to stop Fallenmon from dragging his sword the length of Azulongmon's body and severing the hairs that were holding Flamemon up.

"Flamemon," Magnamon called out as he flew to the falling form of his friend.

"Magnamon," Flamemon yelled as he stretched his arms out to the Royal Knight.

Just before Flamemon hit the ground Magnamon managed to grab onto his outstretched right arm, and pull him into his chest. Magnamon was able to stick the landing, so neither digimon were hurt by the impact with the ground. While they didn't hit the ground hard, the earth shook as something did.

Magnamon turned both himself and Flamemon in the direction of the impact, and their blood ran cold as they saw that it had been Azulongmon that had hit the ground. Their horror only worsened as a ring of data appeared around his body. "A fractal code."

"No. Azulongmon!" both digimon cried as they ran to the fallen sovereign, but they were forced to stop in their tracks at a dark spear hit the ground in front of them. They looked up and saw Fallenmon floating just above Azulongmon.

"While your grief is amusing for me to watch, I must claim my prize." Fallenmon laughed as he stuck his left hand out, palm down. "Fractal Code, come to me!"

An end of the data band that surrounded Azulongmon began to rise toward Fallenmon's open hand. As the fractal code was being pulled up to Fallenmon, Azulongmon's body was beginning to grow black. Magnamon was the first to recover from the shock of what was happening and take action.

"Like the Dark World you are. 'Magna Blast!'" Magnamon's missiles flew directly at Fallenmon who was to distracted with trying to get the data of the sovereign to notice. The missiles hit him and detonated. The attack forced Fallenmon to stop absorbing the data, and launched him back. "Magna Punch!" Not giving the evil digimon a chance to recover, he quickly flew up and delivered and uppercut to Fallenmon's face, knocking him even further into the air, and Magnamon followed.

Fallenmon recovered in time to dodge another punch and return one of his own to Magnamon's gut. The dragon endured the pain, and used the chance to his advantage. He grabbed onto Fallenmon's shoulders, and delivered a powerful head-butt that shattered the fallen angel's visor and cracked Magnamon's helmet. Fallenmon powered through his daze and slashed at the dragon with his sword, only for him to dodge. Thus the battle between Magnamon and Fallenmon continued in the air as Flamemon ran to Azulongmon.

"Azulongmon! Azulongmon," Flamemon cried as he slid down onto his knees in front of the Sovereign's head, ignoring how the sand dug into them. Tears were coming from his eyes as he tried to shake the sovereign's head in an attempt to arouse him. "Come on Azulongmon, you got to wake up. The Digital World needs you to help protect it."

"Young one," Azulongmon's voice reached into Flamemon's ears. The fire digimon wiped away the tears that were in his eyes, and once the blurriness was cleared he saw how the dragon digimon was looking at him through half lidded eyes.

"You're awake. Don't worry, you're going to be alright Azulongmon."

"Young one," Azulongmon's horse voice called out once again to the Flamemon. The fire digimon stopped his tears, and looked at the sovereign. "I need you to use your D-System and scan my data."

Flamemon's eyes grew wide; he couldn't believe what Azulongmon was asking of him. If his data was scanned, then he would be gone. "I can't. I can't do that. I won't. The Digital World needs you. If you are gone then, what would happen to it."

"Davis," hearing Azulongmon call Flamemon this caused Fallenmon's eyes to narrow at the fire digimon, and then widen in realization. 'So the Flamemon isn't the Legendary Warrior of Flame but the DigiDestined of Miracles; that explains where the boy went. But even if he is not the warrior who beat Lucemon, then he must be connected to him, probably his son. Interesting.'

"I know this is hard, but you need to do this. If Fallenmon gets the rest of my data he will have the ability to travel in between the Digital World and the Human world at will, if not destroy the barrier separating the two worlds all together. If you take it the barrier will hold."

"But the Digital World; won't it be destroyed if you disappear," Flamemon argued.

"Davis, look around you. This world is lost already; even now as we speak Fallenmon is loading the fractal code of File Island from where he damaged its very core." Hearing this Flamemon looked away from Azulongmon, and saw what the dragon said was true. He could see that most of the island had already disappeared as fractal code was being pulled into the wings of Fallenmon. Seeing the guilt forming in Flamemon's eyes Azulongmon continued. "This isn't your fault. There was nothing that you or any of the other DigiDestined could do to stop this. There had been no time to prevent it. But you can still save this world and others."

"How can we save it, if it is already lost. What can we do," Flamemon cried?

"Have courage and trust in your friends. I know you can, Davis. You have more courage and belief in friendship than anyone else that I have ever seen. That's why I gave you the DigiEggs of Courage and Friendship."

"You gave me them?" Flamemon couldn't understand what he was hearing. How exactly did he give them to him? "I thought he had just found them, and I was the only one who was able to pick them up."

"Its true that you did find them, but that was your first challenge in being able to use them. Each of the new DigiDestined were chosen to get a DigiEgg because they had a strong connection to that trait, but yet, they were different from the older chosen who interested crests. They were special."

"Special how, and what does it have to due with me being a DigiDestined chosen by you?" Azulongmon attempted to shake his head at this, but could only manage to move it slightly in either direction due to his dwindling energy supply.

"I didn't choose you to be a DigiDestined. You already were one, and I don't mean because you are half human half digimon. I just chose you to obtain the DigiEggs of Courage and Friendship after I observed your actions during your first trip to this world, while I was imprisoned by the Dark Masters. You proved yourself more than worthy, seeing as how you also obtained the DigiEgg of Miracles as well, something that no one realized could be held by a DigiDestined. You are something special Davis, and that is why I need you to scan my data."

Flamemon wanted to ask more questions. He wanted to argue. Most of all he wanted to go back in time, and prevent this incident from ever happening, but he couldn't. He was a DigiDestined and had a duty to do. He let the data flow around him as he shifted into his human form. If he was going to do this, he wanted to due it as a DigiDestined, not a digimon. "Alright."

Azulongmon smiled at Davis's answer. "Good. After you scan my data you need to get to the portal; it is located about half a mile west of here. It is the last one left, and if Fallenmon destroys it you'll be stuck here forever. Also, if you don't get there within two minutes after I've been scanned the portal will close, leaving you stranded as well, but I'm confident you can make it."

"You didn't answer me in how this world can still be saved, even after its gone," Davis asked the sovereign, half wanting to know the answer and half wanting to buy time to round up the courage he needed.

"Go back to your home. You'll find the answers there." Azulongmon wrapped his beard hairs around Davis in what was his version of a reassuring hug, and then let them drop. "Now do it."

Davis nodded as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his blue D-System. He turned it toward Azulongmon.

"Goodbye Davis."

"Not goodbye. We will see each other again. I promise," Davis vowed, earning one last smile from Azulongmon. Davis took a deep breath to steel his nerves, and then a serious look over took his face. "Fractal Code Digitize!"

"No," Fallenmon called out, but he was held back by Magnamon.

Azulongmon's form grew black as the fractal code flowed into Davis's D-System. As the last of the data was pulled in, the silhouette completely faded away. The only thing that remained of the Sovereign was a single blue digiegg with three thin yellow stripes around its middle hovering just a few feet in front of the human. Much like how what he heard his mother had done during his parents' journey, he ran and grabbed the digiegg before something could happen to it.

"Magnamon," he called out as he continued to run west, toward the portal.

"Right. Its time for us to take out leave," Magnamon flew down and slammed Fallenmon down with all his might.

"Magna Blast!" Magnamon fired his missiles at the downed digimon. Without even waiting to see if they made contact, he grabbed Davis and flew off towards the portal. Davis could hear the explosions and a scream of pain from Fallenmon coming from behind them, but he focused on finding that portal.

"Do you see the portal Magnamon," Davis asked his partner.

"I see something, but it is not the portal

Confused, Davis looked in the direction that Magnamon had been looking. What he saw

both confused and worried him. Where the sand should have been yellow and sun baked, it was wet and gray. The area was no longer a desert, but a beach surrounded by black water. In the distance a lighthouse shining a circling black light could be seen. Despite never seeing it himself, he had heard of this place enough from Ken, Kari, and T.K. to know what this was.

"The Dark Ocean," Davis whispered under his breath, but Magnamon had heard him.

"What is it doing here?"

"I don't know, but we don't have time to figure it out. We need to find that T.V. and fast," Davis said as he took out his D-3 from his jacket pocket, being careful not to drop the egg.

"I see it Davis. Its over there, by the lighthouse." Following Maganmon's description of its location, Davis could just make out the square shape of the T.V. standing a few yards from the lighthouse. Before Davis could say anything, he spotted something moving fast towards them from the direction that they just came from.

"Go now Magnamon!" Davis yelled out in panic. Having seen what Davis saw, Magnamon had took off towards the portal before Davis could even finish his sentence.

They were only feet away when they heard Fallenmon call out, "Don't think I'm just going to let you get away from me. I will destroy you and take that data."

Not waiting another second, Davis raised his D-3 to the T.V. and yelled out, "Digi-Port open!" The T.V.'s screen went from black to being white, signaling that the portal was open. Magnamon did not slow down but just flew through the T.V.

"Portal Crasher!" Before the portal could close, Fallenmon sent black lightening through the gate, and watched as the T.V. dissolved.

In the portal Davis and Magnamon could see the usual flashing colors that greeted them during their trips to and from the Digital World. Both were tired, as their exhaustion was now catching up to them. Magnamon became surrounded in a golden glow as he reverted back to DemiVeemon.

Davis and DemiVeemon could see the other end of the portal, but before they could reach it, they heard a loud cracking noise coming from behind them. Both boys looked behind them and yelled at the sight of the black lightning traveling behind them. Anything it touched dissolved into particles as it was erased.

"Come on go faster," Davis pleaded as the lighting started to catch up, while destroying ever more of the portal. The exit was right in front of them, but the lightning was only a few feet behind. Thinking fast, Davis grabbed DemiVeemon, and he used his body to cover the digimon and the egg as they exited the portal and knocked whoever was in front of the computer to the floor.

"Every one get down now," Davis managed to call out. The last thing he saw was all his friends and their digimon dropping to the ground just as the black lightening shot out from the computer, and then everything went dark.

Location: The Garden

"Just as expected," Lucemon said as he gazed at the results of the fight through the holy ring, while ignoring the shocked and horrified expressions on the other three that were present.

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Loki921: Well that's it for this chapter, I hope you liked it. I'll have the next chapter out as soon as I can. That one will end the first arc of the story. I'll also be writing a one shot that I will be publishing around the same time that has to deal with an event that took place place in the 4.5 years before the story began. So keep your eyes open for that. As always, Read, Review, Like, and Follow.

Koichi: See you next time in Digimon: Flame Within Miracles.

Loki921: Bye everyone.