"This boy, this boy." Will's mother, Jerri said to herself, "He can go out by himself and beat up bad Digimon no problem, but bringing his laundry downstairs to the washroom is like a threat to his health or something."
Will's mother was busily dumping her son's dirty clothes into her washing machine. Afterwards, she pulled her own clean laundry from her nearby dryer and began to fold them. As she folded, she found something strange bulging from a pair of her own jeans.
A small device fell out of her jeans pockets. She picked it up and examined it.
It was light blue and had three dark blue buttons on the face of the device, surrounding a small square screen. It seemed undamaged from being in both the washer and dryer, since it flickered with light when she pressed the buttons.
"Where did I pick this up from?" Jerri asked herself, "I could have sworn I checked all my pockets before washing. It looks like a…"
She shook her head and slipped it into her back pocket. "I guess I'll just hold on to it. Never know if it'll be important."
...
About two days after the Sukamon battle, Will had finally decided to call all of his friends for a meeting at his house. He needed to discuss the situation to everyone and, hopefully, try to make up a team.
As clichéd as it was, the DigiDestined had very different and conflicting personalities and thought very little of each other. While he yearned for Platinum with a passion, both Virus and Soul disliked her, thinking she was too strange and innocent, as if she was always hiding something. Also, Spade was never too fond of Virus, saying that the red and blue haired boy was a bad influence on him.
Spade and DemiDevimon, since they lived right next door, arrived first. Afterwards, Virus showed up with Commandramon in tow. Finally, a limo rolled up to Will's driveway, signaling Soul and Lopmon's arrival. All of Will's guests were escorted to his room by Dracomon. Will, who was leaning on his desk chair, motioned the Tamers and Digimon to sit. Spade, Viral and all the Digimon sat on the ground, while Soul seated herself on Will's bed.
"Looks like almost everyone's here." Will stated to his friends. "Now we have to wait for Platinum."
A hand tapped Will on the shoulder. "Actually, I'm already here." Platinum said, causing the dark-haired tamer to jump.
"I'm telling ya, she's nuttier then a bowl Planter's Assorted." Viral whispered to Spade.
Renamon stiffed a laugh, "You humans are so sensitive."
Will caught his breath. "Well, anyway, I believe you all know why I called you here."
Soul raised her hand. "To get more information about Digimon and the Digital World?"
"Basically." Will answered. He walked to the side of his bedroom door and began to pick at the peeling white paint on its hinges. He looked to everyone. "Anyone know some interesting info?" The rest of the Tamers and even the Digimon looked around nevously.
"Most of us were born here." Blacky stated. "After all, you tamers raised us from eggs."
The door flew open and smacked Will square in the nose. He fell over and clutched his face, cursing in his hands as Ranamon stepped in. The Tamers and their Digimon were roaring with laughter. Even Blacky and Dracomon were rolling on the floor in fits of giggles.
Ranamon looked down at Will and helped him up quickly. "Sorry, gero." She said dryly. "I'm just a bit miffed, that's all."
Will rubbed his nose, checking if it was broken. " Why would you be mad for, Rana- ugh! What is that smell?"
"Sukamon crap, that's what!" Ranamon screamed. "After all this time, I still can't get the stink off of me!"
Platinum perked up. "I know just what to do! Will, can I be excused?" At Will's approval, Platinum jumped up and grabbed Ranamon by the arm and whisked her to the kitchen.
Viral held his nose. "Yuck. The smell lingers."
Spade raised his hand. "DemiDevimon and I have some information."
Will pointed to the grey-haired boy. "Spill it then."
DemiDevimon fluttered in front of the group. "Milleniummon is a calculating Digimon. He is not someone you can outsmart easily. I know that he has appointed four powerful Digimon to be his army's generals. BlackAgumon, Psychemon, Starmon, and Veemon."
Blacky scratched his head. "I may not have been born in the Digital World, but I still know my Digimon. Those don't sound like strong Digimon."
Renamon nodded. "It's true. All of those Digimon are Rookie-Level, aside from the Champion-Level Starmon." Lopmon and Commandramon agreed with the fox Digimon.
DemiDevimon growled in annoyance. "Excuse me, but were any of you born and raised in the Digital World? Have you lived through Milleniummon's reign of terror?" The Digimon grew silent.
Spade turned to his partner. "Continue, little one."
DemiDevimon landed on Spade's head. "Since the Generals were given the Light to Digivolve, they are greatly superior to average Digimon of their species. They are all monsters!"
Viral spoke up. "But we already beat one of his generals, BlackAgumon, with only minor problems. These Generals don't seem so tough."
Commandramon gave his partner a thumbs up. "That's right, sir. We'll whip 'em good now that I unlocked my Champion form!"
"Don't be so cocky, Viral." Spade said, "If they are as powerful as DemiDevimon claims, I would expect that Champion Level wouldn't be enough to beat them."
"What are you worried about? Isn't your Digimon able to Digivolve to Ultimate?" Viral spat.
Will raised his hands. "Come down you two. We have a lady present."
Soul had an embarrassed look on her face. "Um, it's okay, really!"
Platinum entered the room again. "What did I miss?" She asked.
"Four Digimon Generals. Serious strength. Milleniummon is evil. Yadda, yadda, yadda..." Viral vaguely stated.
BlackGuilmon looked around the room in boredom. This is going nowhere, he said to himself. He then noticed Will's computer. It had one of Will's shirts draped over it. Blacky squinted and noticed the screen flashing.
"A Digimon Alert." He said under his breath. He then looked at the bickering tamers. BlackGuilmon had an idea.
"Can we Digimon go out back to play?" Blacky called out suddenly.
Will nodded hastily. "Whatever. Just don't interrupt." Blacky motioned the Digimon out of the room and to the backyard.
Renamon crossed her arms. "What's the meaning of this, BlackGuilmon?" The tall Digimon asked.
"There is a Digimon on rampage somewhere. Let's go get it!" Blacky annouced
Lopmon whimpered. "Shouldn't we get our tamers?"
"Nope." Blacky answered, "We can do it. Besides, they're too busy talking. Let's go!"
Dracomon and DemiDevimon went to Blacky's side. They nodded in agreement to the Dark Digimon.
Renamon joined them. "You coming, Sarge?" She poked fun at Commandramon, who was still pondering whether or not to join them.
"And let a delicate lady such as yourself go into war without a trained professional to save you?" The Virus-Type Digimon smirked, " I think not!"
"You save me?" Renamon laughed.
"Yes, ma'am."
Alright, hurt locker, tell you what; If you end up saving me today, I'll give you a peck on the cheek."
"You serious?" Commandramon blushed.
"Yep. And if I save you today, I get... that fancy rifle of yours."
"Ma'am, no offence, but this is an M16 rifle. Adapted for semi-automatic, three-round burst and full-automatic fire. Can you handle that kind of power, little missy? CAN YOU?"
"I'm familiar with the model, Sarge. You in or out?"
Commandramon sighed. "Alright then. But if I happen to lose, promise to take care of my baby." He cradled the rifle in his arms like a delicate child.
Lopmon hesitated. "Um, sorry to interject but, what if we get in trouble?"
Dracomon put his hand on Lopmon's shoulder. Don't worry. We can handle this. Besides, our tamers will be so impressed with us, they wouldn't even think of punishing us!"
Lopmon looked away in thought. "I really don't think its a good idea." She turned to the house. "I think I'm going back inside."
DemiDevimon nodded. "Suit yourself. Just don't blow our cover."
"No problem." Lopmon replied nervously, giving the departing Digimon a salute. "You can count on me!"
"Ya know, you're not saluting correctly." Commandramon said as her went to correct Lopmon's signal. "See, you have to turn your hand-"
"No time, Sarge." Blacky grabbed the Cyborg Digimon by the claw and dragged him away.
"I'll tell you later!" Commandramon shouted.
...
"I just think that if we're going to be a team, we should be more open to each other." Soul said quietly.
"I'm sorry, but my business does not concern you." Platinum replied dryly. "Please don't attempt to pry."
"Well if you didn't act like you were always hiding something, maybe we wouldn't pry and we could trust you a bit." Viral said to Platinum. "When we were fighting BlackAgumon, I thought the secret was that you had a Digimon. But no, you still have the aura of a guilty person. Just what are you hiding, you enigmatic girl?"
"Speaking of enigmatic, what's with your attitude, Viral." Spade spoke up. "You act so rude for no reason. I think the only reason you're here is because you get to take care of Commandramon!"
"Everybody shut up!" Will called his group to order. "Would you please just stop?" The other four tamers grew quiet. "We are different. I understand that, but Digimon bring us together. These bind us together." Will pointed to the D-Wrist strapped to his arm. "We have to work together or else this world and the Digital World are both done for."
The tamers all looked at each other with apologetic glances.
"Please try work with me. With everyone else." Will pleaded.
Soul spoke up, "I'll try."
"Yeah. Okay." Platinum responded.
Both Spade and Viral nodded.
"Thank you." Will sighed. "That was easier than I had expected it to be."
"Don't flatter yourself, Will. We're not all buddies yet," Platinum muttered.
"Great. We're all a big Digi-Family now." Viral scratched his red and blue hair. "I'm going to take a leak."
"Must you word it like that?" Spade called. The other tamer pretended not to notice.
Viral passed Lopmon when he found the bathroom in the hall outside Will's room. She had a tense aura about that he couldn't help noticing.
"Hey, Lopmon," He asked, "How come you're heading back to the room and not playing with the others outside?"
Lopmon stopped dead, he body breaking out in a cold sweat. "What? Me? Who? What Digimon? I don't know what you're talking about! You can't prove anything!" She ran away before Viral could reply.
"Huh." Viral muttered. He turned to the bathroom door and entered.
...
A large rhino-like creature ran though several huge trees. The monster roared as it stomped the ground.
The Digimon arrived to the scene as the huge Digimon busted down another tree.
"A Monochromon." Renamon said to the group. "We'll have to delete him."
Dracomon whimpered, "Maybe it's disoriented."
"Kill! Everything dies!" Monochromon's voice echoed through the forest. "This world is wrong! All wrong!"
Commandramon picked his nose. "Yeah, because disoriented Digimon would definitely say that."
"Dust 'em!" Blacky growled to his comrades. "Rock Crusher!" The dark Digimon smacked the enemy Digimon in the face. Monochromon flinched, but seemed unaffected by the attack.
"M16 Assas-" Commandramon began his attack, but halted immediately by an interruption from Renamon. She poked her tongue out at the Cyborg Digimon.
"That's cheatin'!" Commandramon stamped his foot.
"All's fair in love and war." The Fox Digimon snickered. "Diamond Storm!" Renamon fired sparkling leaves at the Monochromon.
"Demi Dart!" DemiDevimon threw syringes. Both attacks failed to even bother the rampaging Digimon.
"This is ridiculous." Renamon steamed, "Why won't it go down?"
"Calm yourself, little miss," Commandramon patted Renamon on the back, or lower back due to her height. "We'll just have to strategize. This is war, missy! We can't run in unarmed."
"Volcanic Strike!" Monochromon fired a huge fireball at the group of Digimon. Renamon pushed her friends out of the way.
"Power Paw!" Renamon's fists burst into flames. She jumped at the attack, hoping to deflect it.
"Renamon, stop!" DemiDevimon called, "Monochromon's Volcanic Strike explodes on impact!"
Renamon pulled back. She lunged to the side of the blast, the fireball scorching her fur, and landed on Monochromon's horn. The blast collided with a nearby tree, causing it catch fire.
Commandramon barked orders. "Blacky, DemiDevimon, stop the fire. Dracomon, you're with me! Let's take this bastard down." The four Digimon rushed to their respective tasks. BlackGuilmon and DemiDevimon threw balls of mud at the blazing tree, while Commandramon and Dracomon began to shout curses at Monochromon to confuse it.
"Your mother was a Numemon! Bite me, you overgrown lizard!" The two dragon Digimon cried.
"You idiots! Can't you see I on here?" Renamon hissed loudly. "You'll make him want to- CHARGE!" Monochromon raced at the two dragons, intend on ramming his horn (and possibly Renamon) right through them. Renamon attempted to jump off but lost her balance as Monochromon raised his horn high.
"Horn Strike!" Monochromon roared, barraling into a large tree. Renamon yelped as she was pinned between the tree and Dinosaur Digimon's horn. "Damn…" Renamon cried softly, barely able to breathe.
"How dare you?" Commandramon shouted at the Dinosaur. "How dare you harm a lady? You are no Digimon. You're a cowardly, pathetic creature unsuited even for the word 'monster'!"
Monochromon growled as it backed away from the tree. Renamon fell to the ground, silent. Commandramon ordered Dracomon to tend to Renamon. The cyan-colored dragon carefully moved the Fox Digimon out of the line of fire and propped her under a tree as he checked he for broken bones.
Commandramon and Monochromon stared into each other's eyes. Anger burned in in the young Cyborg Digimon's eyes. How dare he harm Renamon? Commandramon thought, He'll pay for what he did to...Wait, what am I saying?
Seeing an opportunity to attack, Monochromon charged at Commandramon. The dragon snapped back to reality in time to dodge the Digimon's attack. Monochromon stopped on its front feet and spun around, gearing up to attack Commandramon again.
"Horn Strike!" Monochromon charged. Commandramon stood still and closed his eyes.
Dracomon cried out, "Get out of there, Commandramon!"
Commandramon's eyes opened wide. His hand glowed with light. "Strike Claw!" The Cyborg Digimon sidestepped out of the way of Monochromon's ramming attack and drove a beam-like claw through its side as it raced by. The dinosaur lost footing and crashed into another tree.
Blacky and DemiDevimon had finally put out the fire with the nearby mud. The duo ran to Commandramon's side as Monochromon got up again. "What's the plan, Sarge?" BlackGuilmon smiled to his friend.
"Not sure," Commandramon looked away. "That hide of his is too thick. I bet not even my DCD Bomb attack wouldn't harm it." The Virus Digimon clenched his fists. "Dammit, I don't know what to do..."
DemiDevimon screamed, "Watch out!" Monochromon launched another Volcanic Strike, and it was head straight for the three Virus Types. They had no time to react when the blast exploded.
"Guys!" Dracomon yelped as the three Digimon were thrown back. The three struggled to get up. Monochromon growled at them. "Stay down."
"No... way..." BlackGuilmon murmured. "We're DigiDestined Digimon. We can't be beaten that easily."
"I may be... new to this 'DigiDestined' thing," DemiDevimon said, "but I do know how to take a beating and get back up. You're not winning today..."
Commandramon stood up high. "Now! Face us, you bastard!" Monochromon charged.
"Hyah!" A human appeared out of nowhere and kicked Monochromon in the side of the snout. It lost balance and missed the Digimon completely.
"Viral!" Commandramon's jaw dropped. His tamer just kicked a Monochromon in the face. "That was awesome! But... how'd ya know we were gone?"
The tamer smirked. "Lopmon sucks at lying!" Monochromon got back on his feet and roared again.
"Commandramon. Let's do this." Viral called to his partner, who rushed to his side. He pressed the button on his D-Wrist, causing the center ring to spring up.
"You all might want to stand back." Commandramon told his friends. Viral slammed the ring down, causing his Digimon to glow.
"Commandramon Digivolve to..." Commandramon burst into bits of data and swirled around, and came together to create a new form. He was twice the size of Viral, and wore blue combat armor. The new Digimon had blades sticking out from his shoulders and the tip of his tail, and even wielded a sharp combat knife in its right hand. Its face was covered with a large helmet with a strange scope lens where his left eye was, and a sniping laser on the right. He stood proudly as he threw his knife in the air and caught by the handle with ease. "Sealsdramon!" He said in a cool voice.
Monochromon looked confused for a moment before charging again. Viral chuckled. "He ain't too bright, is he?"
"Not really, sir." Sealsdramon said, "But he's strong. Unfortunately for him, he's not strong enough." Sealsdramon raised his leg and stopped Monochromon dead in his tracks with his foot.
"Wow!" BlackGuilmon cried out in awe. "So cool!"
"You haven't seen anything yet." Viral sneered.
Sealsdramon, with lightning fast speed, kicked his opponent into the air. The lens on the Cyborg Digimon's helmet glowed. "Scouter Monoeye." He murmured as he searched Monochromon's body for a weak point.
Renamon began to awaken. "What's going on?" She said. She spotted a Digimon she had never seen before battling the Monochromon, and he seemed to be winning. "Who is that?" She whispered.
Sealsdramon readied his knife. "I found it! Death Behind!" The Virus Digimon jumped to Monochromon and drove his blade into its underbelly. It roared in agony as it burst into data that was stored into Viral's D-Wrist.
Dracomon and Guilmon cried out in unison. "That was so freaking awesome!"
DemiDevimon fluttered over to Sealsdramon. "Not too shabby, Sarge." Sealsdramon blushed.
Renamon got to her feet and limped to the Digimon that had saved them. She eyed him suspiciously. The Dragon Digimon stepped back.
"Um..." Sealsdramon looked away from the cold eyed Beast Digimon. When he looked back to her, he noticed she looked taller. He suddenly noticed he degenerated back to Commandramon, to both his and Renamon's surprise.
"So it was you." Renamon smiled. She stooped down and placed her lips on Commandramon's cheek. "Thanks for the save, Sarge."
Commandramon blushed, "Aw. It was nothin'..."
...
"I stink no more, gero!" Ranamon danced around Will and Platinum. "Thank you so much, Platinum!"
"How did you do it anyway, Platinum?" Will asked the redhead tamer.
Platinum turned bright red, her freckles barely visible. "Oh, It's a little family secret! It's real complicated!"
Soul whispered to Spade. "Boy, she sure is full of it. Not to be rude, but she has Will wrapped around her finger." Spade nodded as he noticed Will's pale face became a light pink color.
Viral walked into the room. "What up, party people." He joked.
"That sure took a while." Spade muttered to the returning tamer. "When did you find the time to drink the whole of Niagra Falls today?"
"Your mother." Viral retorted. "So what did I miss?"
At that point, the Digimon entered the room as well. Renamon was trying her best to hide her limp, but to no avail.
"What happened to you?" Platinum asked, worry in her voice.
"We were just playing a bit too rough, that's all." Renamon reassured her tamer, placing her paw on her head.
BlackGuilmon nudged Dracomon in the side. "Told ya. They didn't suspect a thing. Not counting Viral."
Ranamon sat down between Will and Platinum, a television remote in hand. "Anyone up for some television?" She turned the nearby TV on with a click of the power button.
"This is New York News at 7." A news reporter said on screen. "Our top story tonight, witnesses report another monster attack in the nearby nature preserve. Reports depict a large Monoclonius battling several other dinosaurs, a bat, and an anthropomorphic fox. Damage to the preserve was kept to a minimum. Whoever these creatures are, I guess they have a soft spot for nature."
Will, Spade, and Platinum eyed their Digimon with hostility.
DemiDevimon glared at Will's two dragons. "'Let's go beat the Digimon,' you said. 'It'll be easy,' you said. 'They'll be too impressed with us to be angry,' you said!"
"Told you it was a bad idea, you guys!" Lopmon was in Soul's lap as she stuck her tougue out at the disobedient Digimon. Soul suddenly pinched the Rabbit Digimon's cheeks hard.
"Naughty girl!" Soul growled, "You knew about this and said nothing?"
"Ow, ow, ow! I'm sorry, Mother!" Lopmon cried, "Please let go!"
Before anymore punishments could be dealt, the reporter cleared his throat and started again. "In other news, police are trying to find the culprit of several strange murders out in Pennsylvania."
The tamers and Digimon had all grew interested in the report and turned their attention to the screen.
The reporter continued. "Police reports have stated the same cause of death for all five victims. Impalement by what they infer to be a laser."
"Impaled... by a laser?" Soul stared blankly at the screen.
Spade's face was bone-white with shock. "But no one could get that kind technology for something like murder unless..."
Everyone cried in unison. "DIGIMON!"
Commandramon looked to his Tamer. "Hey, Viral. When'd you get that tattoo?"
Viral gave his Digimon a strange look. "What are you talking about?" He then realized his hand was glowing. A strange blue symbol appeared on the back of his hand. It was a large diamond with smaller diamonds at each tip.
The red and blue haired tamer cried out, "What the hell is going on?"
DemiDevimon gasped, "That's a crest!"
Everyone yelled in unison again. "A WHAT?!"
...
"So this is the power that you had promised, Hagurumon." The white haired boy looked up to the sky above him, marveling its blood-red color. He wore a white long-sleeve shirt and khaki pants with black dress shoes, all of which were stained with blood. The boy and his Digimon stood on the roof of an apartment complex, catching their breath after a satisfying homicide.
"And I have bestowed it upon you, Silver." Hagurumon answered the boy. "This world shall kneel before us, and their new ruler, Milleniummon."
"Don't forget that Digital World you keep going on about." Silver stated. Hagurumon shook his body, signifying a nod.
"You know," A voice called from behind them, "You can't change the worlds by yourself..."
Silver turned to see a three shadowy figure. "Who are you three?"
"We're like you. Tamers with Digimon who what to make a difference. We think you might be the last member we need. Our boss, Milleniummon will use his power to make this world anew." One of the shadowy figures called out. Small creatures crawled out from behind them, eyes glowing with thirst that only freshly spilled blood could quench, or, that was the impression Silver got, anyway. He was twisted like that.
"Join us, Silver. The time of peace is at an end. We are the Dark DigiDestined, and we will create a new, perfect world."
"Alright, I'll play your little game." Silver stated. "Dark DigiDestined. I like the sound of that..."