Chapter 15: Power From Within

We all just stood there as a swarm of Commandramon flooded the room, I can't believe we just blundered into Datamon's trap, and all to save the girl that, remember, tried to kill the Commandramon that was now my partner. Life is stupid sometimes… ya know?

Ethan looked around, "Crap! Look at them all! How are we gonna beat them all?" Ethan asked, clearly panicked given his expression.

"Isn't it obvious?" Ross said, "We kick their asses and shove them right up Datamon's ass!" He added, thanks for that image Ross.

Okamon nodded, "We have no choice, we have to get through them to get to Bridget," He said.

Before more could be said, the Digimon leaped into action, trying to fight off the horde of gun wielding cyborgs, it then occurred to me that this hallways wasn't exactly the best place to have an epic battle, the hall was so narrow, surrounded by glass on both sides, one hard hit would send someone crashing through the glass and into the workshop.

Worse yet, it seemed that the Digimon weren't doing well, the crowd easily overwhelming them! God it was like watching a zombie hoard overtake an unfortunate survivor, seeing Commandramon get swallowed up by a pile of his former comrades was disheartening to say the least, and here I was, powerless to stop it. Even if I could overpower them enough to free him, the others would probably just shoot me dead before I ever had the chance to reach him.

The screen turned on again, Datamon having himself a hearty laugh over his apparent victory, "You really thought you could beat me? HA! You fleshbags are nothing in the face of my brilliance!" He gloated, god this guy was an arrogant asshole. "You all might as well surrender now, you can have nice lives as my personal servants," He said. Yeah… how about no?

I reached in my pocket, if I could Digivolve Commandramon to Sealsdramon again, we might stand a better chance against the Commandramon horde, but problem was, I had no clue how to work this thing. It would have been nice if Kentaruosmon had taught us how to use these things instead of sending us on our way with little more than a pat on the back. There had to be a way… a way for me to use this thing… but how?

I began to brainstorm as the fight slipped more and more out of hand, time was running out and I wasn't any closer to solving the issue than I was at the start, there had to be a way! But… before I could solve the problem…

"JASON! LOOK OUT!"

Ross' voice had snapped me out of my brainstorm, but not quickly enough to stop the Commandramon from whacking me in the head with the butt of his rifle, I stumbled back, head spinning, before I hit the glass window. The impact of my body hitting the glass window caused it to crack. Before I could clear the cobwebs, another Commandramon tackled me through, a vicious spear that would have made Goldberg jealous. I was falling, quite far, before we both hit the hard cement floor with a loud thud, pain shot through my back as my head began to spin, I couldn't tell up from down, and my efforts to move my limbs were in vain.

Did… did I just die? No… can't be dead… I wouldn't be in so much pain if I were dead… right? I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of the workshop, so definitely not dead, unless hell was a factory, which come to think of it, wouldn't be too far fetched. I couldn't really hear anything, the sounds I did hear were muffled, like someone was plugging their fingers into my ears, I could hear faint gunshots, and what sounded like screaming.

As I began to regain some focus and hear better, I could make out what was being yelled, "GET AWAY FROM HIM! I'LL KILL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU BASTARDS IF I HAVE TO!" It was Commandramon, and he sounded quite angry to put it nicely, it was bizarre, given how calm and collected he usually was, I tried to move, rolling onto my side, but I still wasn't all there, my body wanting to just lay there instead. I then felt something grab the back of my shirt.

With a violent yank I was forced to sit upright, someone was dragging me, I still couldn't move anything a part from my eyes, but one look at an all too familiar assault rifle, and I knew what was happening, Commandramon was trying to drag me out of the battle, like a soldier would a wounded comrade. He dragged me to a corner, where none of the other Commandramon could get me with their gunfire.

Commandramon then stood right in front of me, looking me over, "Jason! JASON! Can you hear me? Are you alright?" He said, I could detect a hint of panic in his voice. I wanted to say something, anything to put him at ease… but all I could muster was some incoherent babble, my head was throbbing, like someone was driving a pike through it, god I think I have a concussion. "You have a head injury, but you're going to be okay… just stay with me okay?" Commandramon pleaded.

Yup, called that one, he didn't specify what head injury I had, but the fact I had any at all was worrying enough on it's own, oh god what if I'm paralyzed? God… thinking was getting harder now… I think I must have taken a much nastier bump than I thought, I had to fight just to keep myself from slipping away… god… why me?

I wonder if this was how dad felt before he passed? Lost and confused, head throbbing as he could barely string a thought together? I wonder… what would happen if I died? How would mom and Shaun deal with it? Or would this be like Corpse Party and I'd be erased from existence… only remembered by the few people who had come here with me? God… I am such a nerd…

Jason's condition was critical, he was conscious, but barely, his eyes were open, but empty, my scanners indicate he has a mild concussion, possibly even a skull fracture… I had never felt so many emotions before, we Commandramon were taught to suppress them, they only got in the way, but… I couldn't… I had lost it when Jason went through the window, I don't even know how many of my former comrades I gunned down in that rage. But now… I felt… afraid… afraid for another, the first time I had ever felt that way…

Jason was wounded, possibly even dying, I was supposed to protect him! That was my mission after all, and I failed. But it… wasn't just that… I've failed missions before and never even came close to feeling like this… Jason was my friend… he… he made me feel like I was my own Digimon… he even treated me as such, ever since I was first activated, I was just a simple cog in the D-Brigade machine… just a number… no one I worked under, Datamon, the king, the queen, none of them ever treated me as anything apart from a simple number… just another Commandramon that made up the great D-Brigade army…

But… Jason was different… he saw me as… more… ever since I met him he perplexed me, he never treated me like the other did, he treated me like I was one of his friends, an individual, not a part of a collective. He never got upset with me when I messed up or talked out of turn, I… I never even thought about it until now… but… I think that's all I had ever wanted… was to be treated like my own person, to break free of the collective… to feel… alive.

Jason then suddenly began to stir, rolling over to his side, "No dad… don't… go out… too… rainy… uhg.." he mumbled, I couldn't even begin to guess what was going on in his head right now, but it at least let me know he was still alive.

I had to get him out of here, in the state he was in he wouldn't survive long in a battlefield like this, thankfully, I had the schematics of the facility in my CPU, there was an infirmary not too far from our current location, Datamon used it to keep his workers in working condition, more for efficiency than out of any concern for their health. I had to be careful how much I moved Jason, his condition was delicate, and any wrong move could kill him or cause permanent damage.

I carefully hoisted him over my shoulder, "Don't worry Jason, I'll save you… I promise," I said, I doubted he could hear me, but I needed to say it, I had an objective now, if I could get him in a healing pod, I might actually be able to stabilize him.

Meanwhile…

The alarms were blaring, I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised that someone would attack this facility, there were three possibilities, it was either the rebels, Okamon, or the Digidestined, the latter two were more preferable, because if it was the rebels, well they'd either leave me for dead, or outright kill me.

A platoon of Commandramon came into the room, "Okay, everyone stays in this room, don't even think about trying to escape!" One said, of course given my history with these things, I knew they couldn't hit the broad side of a barn, I wasn't staying here! I stepped out into the open, causing them to ready their guns, "HOLD IT! Don't even try it human, or I'll kill you right now!" One warned me.

I crossed my arms, "Please, I've ordered your kind around before, you think either of you clowns scare me?" I said, it was a bluff of course, even with how incompetent they were, from this range they could still easily kill me, but I was hoping I would intimidate them enough to get them to stand aside.

No such luck unfortunately, one instantly shot at me, I felt the sharp bullet penetrate my right leg, thank god their aim is terrible, but I still fell to the floor, my wounded leg wasn't up to holding my weight up. God… for a simulation… this still hurt like hell… the Commandramon moved in closer, aiming his gun right at my forehead. "You have no power over us anymore, "queen"." He snarled.

For the first time since I had ever come to this fake world I actually felt… fear… simulation or not, it was clear these things could still hurt me… and in this case, they were gonna prove true or false if they could actually kill me here too. I closed my eyes, and awaited the inevitable… when suddenly…

"BOOM BUBBLE!"

I opened my eyes to find the Commandramon on the ground, suddenly the Patamon from before stood between me and the Commandramon, "We've had enough of you and your king bullying us! I'm not going to sit here and watch you kill a helpless human either!" Said Patamon, this was strange, it conflicted with everything I knew about this program, they're supposed to hate me aren't they?

The Commandramon didn't seem all that threatened by the little Digimon, "How cute, the queen has a fan," One of the Commandramon mused, aiming his gun right at Patamon.

But then…

"Neither am I!"

"Yeah! You leave her alone!"

"Not even the queen deserves this!"

The Digimon in the room all began to crowd in front of me, I couldn't even see the Commandramon anymore from behind the collection of Digimon that had for whatever reason, decided to defend me. What was happening? This can't be happening! How can a simple program understand such complex ethics? To learn forgiveness, compassion, and a sense of right or wrong? If they could understand that, whose to say they couldn't feel happiness? Anger? Fear? Or… even pain...

Was I… was I wrong?

That blonde kid's words from the first time I had encountered the Digidestined began to play again in my head, "Maybe it's all fake to you, but the pain you and your king are causing is all too real! These are real creatures! With real feelings! You've let your apathy turn you into a monster!" Was he right? Had I let my apathy turn me into a monster? I thought it was just a program… a game… but my hurt leg and the compassion of the Digimon that now surrounded me threw that all into question…

I had mocked that boy for thinking they were real creatures with real feelings, but… it was beginning to look like I was the one who was the fool, I didn't want to believe they were real… that they were more than just programs to vent my anger upon, what have I done? WHAT HAVE I DONE?!

I began to hold my head, curl up into a ball, and scream, the guilt was beginning to flood my mind like an ocean of despair, threatening to take me away and drown me in my own wrong doings. "What's she doing?" One of the Digimon asked.

Some of them began to huddle around me while the others stood their ground. But I couldn't bring myself to even look at them, what have I done? Oh god… "I'm so sorry… what have I done?! Oh god what have I done?!" I screamed, I was losing my mind… I just couldn't cope with it… images of me abusing and killing innocent Digimon began to play on endless loop in my head, given horrible new meanings by the knowledge that they felt every hit, every whipping, every single horrible thing I had done to them under the assumption that they were but mindless AI. Make it stop! MAKE IT STOP!

I felt someone put their hands on me, "I think… I think she's having a nervous breakdown…" One said in disbelief, it must have been bizarre for them to see their queen in such a vulnerable state like this, broken by her own crimes. I had no one now… I was alone in a world I had tormented… god why didn't I see it sooner?! "It must be the blood loss, quick! Get her into the infirmary before it's too late!" Another Digimon suggested, he was wrong of course, but I couldn't even bring myself to correct them as they simply hoisted me off the ground and dragged me to the infirmary.

I heard the automatic door open as the Digimon rushed me inside, "Quick, get her into the healing pod!" One of them said, I felt myself being laid onto one of Datamon's healing pods, god knows why he even had them, probably just to keep injuries from hampering his factory's productivity. I heard the pod close shut, I opened my eyes to see the two Digimon activate the machine. "She should be fine, we should guard the door, make sure those Commandramon don't get in here!" One of them suggested, and with that, they left…. Leaving me alone in the healing pod with my guilt…

What the hell was I going to do now? How could I face this world again knowing what I knew? The cool, gentle ping of the healing pod going to work brought me little comfort, how could I have let myself sink so far? Would anyone forgive me? I didn't even think Okamon would forgive me, if he even knew where I was. I was going to die here… alone… hated by everyone… including myself.

I suddenly heard the doors of the infirmary open, the ones on the far end of the room, a second entrance? I guess they forgot to guard that one, god they even make mistakes like living creatures! I moved my head to see that a Commandramon had found his way in, but he had a human slung over his back, upon further inspection I recognized it as the blonde kid from before. The one that had turned a Commandramon against me.

Said Commandramon proceeded to put him into a healing pod, the boy looked lifeless, almost dead, he had cuts all over his body, and blood trickling down his forehead, the Commandramon seemed surprisingly worried as he activated the healing pod, "There you go Jason, you'll be okay now..." He said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

He then noticed me in the other pod, at first he was surprised, but that quickly melted away into anger, "You..." He snarled, before pressing his gun right up to the glass of the pod, aimed right at my head, "This is all your fault! The only reason we came here was because Okamon wanted us to help him rescue you! Now the first friend I've ever had is barely clinging to life… all because of your damn KING!" He roared, tears began to pour from his eyes, his rage was overtaking him, and honestly, I couldn't blame him… it was my fault… all of this was…

Commandramon kept the gun aimed at my head, but I could see his hands shaking, "We should have left you here to rot! It's what you deserve! But… Jason wanted to help you despite all you've done to us! Did you know that? For some reason he thought you deserved our help! And now he's barely alive…" He choked, I remember Datamon telling me that the Commandramon were trained to suppress their emotions, and it was clear this one wasn't used to having them, as he easily let them overwhelm him. "And here you are, healing yourself! How many of the workers did you let die to get here huh?! Why should they live instead of the Digimon Queen right?! You don't care who you hurt, as long as you get what you want! Well you're not getting away with it this time! This time… I end you!" He growled.

He was wrong about that last part of course, but I doubted he'd believe me even if I told him, he was too wrapped up in his own anger to listen. I was doomed here, helpless, at the mercy of a grief stricken Digimon who had no idea how to handle his feelings. It was kind of ironic really, killed by a Digimon overcome by the very thing I thought they didn't have.

However, suddenly the two Digimon from before had come back into the room and began to wrestle the Commandramon to the ground, "How the hell did it get in here?!" One of them asked as they struggled to keep him down.

The Commandramon began to thrash violently in an effort to get himself free, "NO! Let me go! Let me go damn you! She has to pay! She has to… for what she did to… to..." He screamed before finally breaking down, the two Digimon had no clue what to think, as they both gave each other confused looks, surely having never seen a Commandramon this emotionally broken before… I couldn't even bring myself to say a word.

I looked to the boy in the pod, I had expected Okamon to try to rescue me, but I never thought he'd turn to the Digidestined to do it, and I never thought they'd agree to it, he wanted to save me, despite what I had done to him, and his friends, and he had nearly gotten killed doing it, by Datamon no doubt… but why would he help me? Knowing what I had done? Why…?

Meanwhile…

Things were getting hectic here, I can't believe Jason had gone through the window! And now the fight had spilled into the workshop, thankfully giving us some breathing room, but yet the horde had gained a few new members along the way.

Digimon that could only be described as living gears with faces, and of course, Sealsdramon. Meaning Gaomon and the rest of our partners were screwed. I had to digivolve him again, but I had no clue how. I guess that was why Jason got distracted by his Digivice before his defenestration. God dammit! How do I make him Digivolve?! I began to press buttons wildly, hoping against all hope that one of them would do something! COME ON!

Gaomon found himself sent into a workbench, hitting it was an unsettling crack, "Ethan… if it's not too much trouble, would you mind maybe Digivolving me to Gaogamon? I'm kind of at a disadvantage here!" He said before barely managing to dodge one of the Sealsdramon's knives. I would love to man, believe me, but I had no idea how to work this stupid thing! Would it have killed Kentaruosmon to make these things come with an instruction manual or something?

I then began to try to remember what it was that Kentaruosmon had told us before, something about the powers of these things being linked to our strongest traits… what the hell did that even mean anyway? I had a hunch that it somehow connected to my Digivolution issue, if only I could find out what the trait for mine was…

I thought back to that night at the Ninjamon camp, Gaomon arriving on the scene, getting wrecked by the Ninjamon, but then… something triggered my Digispirit, what was it though? I tried to remember what happened leading up to the digivolution, I remember Gaomon getting his ass kicked, I got worried, grabbed a stick and clocked them… but I didn't exactly have access to one, and I wasn't about to try to pick a fight with a knife wielding cyborg. No it had to be something else… what was I thinking during that?

"I won't let them do this to my friend"

My friend…

Friend…

Something about that word just sort of, clicked in my head, friend… friendship? I did have a few friends back home after all, and I like to think I'm a good friend… was friendship my Digispirit trigger thing? I decided to try that, focus on my friendship with Gaomon, it was corny as hell, and if it worked my god is this world cheesy, but I tried it none the less. Sure enough I saw the weird blue glow around my hand again… it was that easy?

I held my Digivice out, "Digispirit… CHARGE!" I said, before the light beam shot at Gaomon, I cannot believe the power of friendship is actually my superpower, god Captain Planet wasn't this hokey… but hey it was working so… why complain right?

"Gaomon Digivolve too… GAOGAMON!" Gaomon cried before shifting into Gaogamon, I had done it! I figured it out! And my teachers say I can't figure things out on my own! HA! Proved them wrong! The Sealsdramon knew exactly what was happening too, they knew they were screwed. "Now that the playing field is even..." Gaogamon began before leaping into the air, "DOUBLE DASH CLAW!" He cried, the attack hit, cleaving through both of them like a hot knife through butter.

Ross ran up to me, "How the hell did you do that?" He asked me, I couldn't help but feel a bit smug… I figured Digivolution out before everyone else did!

But I needed to focus, having Hawkmon in champion form would help our odds a lot. "I just focused on my "strongest trait", that's it," I said, Ross clearly had no idea what that meant, "Mine was friendship, you just need to figure out yours dude," I added, hoping to clear it up a little for him.

Ross raised an eyebrow, but figured he wasn't in any position to argue, closed his eyes, and focused, after a few seconds, his hand came alive with it's own glow, "Mine's… hope… I guess," He said, oh man that's even cornier than mine! But hey, can't argue with results right?

Ross began his own Digivolution morphing sequence thing, causing Hawkmon to take on his Champion form too, "Hawkmon Digivolve too… AQUILAMON!" He shouted before his new form was revealed, this being the first time I'd seen it due to being unconscious the last time he apparently took this form, and shock of all shocks, it was a giant bird.

So both Champions went to work on beating back the crowds, man this was cool! Ya know, if more battles were like this, this whole Digidestined gig would actually be kinda sick, it was like watching a Kaiju movie in person, except with giant dogs and birds instead of lizards.

Kate and Psychemon run up to us, "Well that's great for you guys, but I've never gotten the chance to digivolve Psychemon," She said, that was a good point actually, but odder still I noticed Psychemon get a bit uncomfortable when Kate mentioned Digivolving, I'd question this, but Psychemon was afraid of everything, so this was kinda just his default position.

I turned to Kate, "Maybe you and Psychemon should see if you can find Jason, dude can't be in good shape after going through that window, he could be hurt and in need of help," I suggested, come to think of it, I hadn't seen any sign of Jason or Commandramon after the latter went ballistic when the former ate it through a two story window. Knowing Commandramon he probably moved him away from the fight so he wouldn't get hurt any worse than he no doubt had.

Kate nodded and ran off to do just that, between me and Ross, I think we've got these guys handled, and I didn't wanna risk Kate or Psychemon due to the latter's inability to Digivolve.

But then something occurred to me, I looked around the room but saw no signs of a certain someone, "Hey… where's Okamon?" I asked, I looked all around but saw no signs of our temporary alley. Every bad guy in the room was either getting their asses kicked by Gaogamon and Aquilamon, or rushing forward to said ass kicking.

Ross looked around as well, "He must have ducked out of the fight to find the queen," He suggested, he was probably right, he didn't really have that much reason to be loyal to any of us, so I doubted he had any reservations about ditching us to fight these things by ourselves while he went to rescue his master.

God, I knew working with him was a bad idea…

Meanwhile…

Bridget had to be in here somewhere, I was conflicted with leaving the Digidestined to fend for themselves, but they were a resilient bunch, I doubted Datamon's stooges would be able to take them down so easily. Besides, the longer I waited, the more danger Bridget found herself in.

I turned the next corner, Datamon's factories where intentionally designed to be mazes, so that Digimon hoping to escape would end up getting lost and eventually caught by security. But I was a lot smarter than Datamon's usual "guests", and I had someone's life depending on me right now, both would be enough to get me through here.

I managed to make it to the cafeteria, the doors opened to reveal a massacre, the room was covered in broken wood, bullet holes, and shell casings, a fight had definitely broken out in here, I guess the prisoners decided to take our break in as an opportunity to riot against the guards. Very few Digimon remained, and those Digimon, if they weren't on their way to dying anyway, were gravely wounded.

"Wh… who are you?"

I looked down at my feet to see a Patamon standing before me, he looked beaten but alive, I knelt down, "I'm, looking for someone, the Digimon Queen, she's being held at this facility, have you seen her?" I asked, it was a slim chance, but it was something.

The Patamon looked behind him before returning his gaze at me, "She's in the infirmary, she got shot in the leg earlier and we were trying to heal her, I haven't checked since then though..." He said.

I gave the small Digimon a nod, "Thank you, I appreciate you trying to help her, despite her past," I said before leaving for the infirmary. The doors opened to reveal a Gabumon and a Veemon standing there, and given their stances, they weren't going to let me through. "Relax! I'm not looking for a fight," I told them.

Of course, neither believed me, "Back off! Neither you or any of your king's cronies are getting in here!" The Veemon threatened me, I could easily take them both in a fight, but I didn't want to risk Bridget getting hurt in the fight.

"It's okay, he's friendly,"

I looked to see Jason's Commandramon standing in the far corner, what was he doing here? However one look to the healing pod behind him answered that question, it seems Jason had taken a nastier fall than I had thought, as he still looked to be in bad shape despite being in a healing pod for who knows how long.

However, something seemed… off about the Commandramon, he looked tense, agitated, like he wanted to up and attack me almost. But the Veemon and Gabumon let me through regardless, there Bridget sat in the far corner, looking off to the side, I could see sadness in her eyes even from here.

I approached her, "Bridget, are you alright?" I asked, no response. She just sat there, motionless, like a statue. I knelt down in front of her, "Bridget, the king's betrayed us… he knew Datamon had you, and claimed we were a liability," I explained, hoping this would cause some kind of reaction from her.

And it did, but it wasn't much, "I… how could I have not known… how much I hurt them? All of them?" She said, her voice was weak, full of regret, it seems her actions as the queen had finally gotten to her…

I turned to the others, "Could you give us a minute, me and Bridget need to talk," I asked, the others all looked at me, the Gabumon and the Veemon complied, leaving through the doors without so much as a single word.

But Commandramon, "I'm not leaving Jason," He said, he kept giving me this hateful look, like Jason's condition was my fault, he wasn't going to budge, I could tell by his body language he was ready to fight me if he had to.

But the problem was, Bridget didn't like showing her emotions around people, I'd never be able to get her to open up with him in the room. "Commandramon, please, it will only be for a moment, I'll let you know if anything happens to Jason," I told him.

Commandramon was reluctant, but agreed, leaving the room without a word, I turned back to Bridget, "Bridget, you shouldn't let this get to you," I told her, Bridget was good at hiding her emotions, but not so much at controlling them, I've had conversations like this with her before, but this time seemed to be quite different.

She slammed her hands into the arms of the chair she was sitting in, "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" She screamed, tears began to flow down her cheeks, "They were real all this time! I was hurting them and I didn't care! I didn't want to believe they could hurt, all I cared about was relieving my own pain! How can I live with the things I've done now?! Why didn't you tell me?! You're a Digimon too you knew I was hurting them! Why didn't you say anything?!" She asked me.

I shook my head, I had good reason to keep it from her, "Because I knew you wouldn't be able to cope with it otherwise, all I wanted was for you to be happy, I know I should have steered you in the right path now, but I thought if I let you join the king, you might be able to finally have peace," I explained, Bridget had a lot of regrets even before she first came to the Digital World, she needed an escape from it, and I thought by letting her join the Digimon King that she would be able to move on, it was after all what he had promised her when the first met.

Bridget just sat there, sobbing softly, "Jason was right… I let myself become a monster, I let it happen because I wanted to believe I wasn't hurting anyone… that it was all just pretend… but… after those Digimon rose to defend me… I realized I was wrong… and now… you tell me that even the king's turned on me… what am I supposed to do now?! I have no one now… the king hates me, the Digimon hate me, who do I have?" She asked me.

I let out a small sigh, she was lost in her own despair again, exactly the place where I had found her so long ago, "I don't hate you," I told her, "I came here to save you Bridget, not for the king, but because you're my friend… my loyalties have always been to you, not him," I explained, Bridget was my tamer, this broken girl who needed someone she could rely on, now more than ever she felt alone, but she wasn't.

I took her hand, and helped her out of the chair, "Come on, we should get out of here," I told her, she took a minute, but gave me a nod.

"Aw… how touching,"

Me and Bridget turned to see we were not alone in this room, out of the darkness stepped an all too familiar robot Digimon, Datamon… "It's so unfortunate that the king has abandoned you dear, but that's what happens when you're a worthless failure!" Datamon mused.

I moved Bridget behind me, "You're the one who's worthless Datamon! We don't need the king or anyone else!" I barked back, I knew I couldn't take Datamon in a fight, he was too powerful, I had to get her out of here.

Datamon laughed, "How cute, but I'm afraid neither of you are leaving here alive Okamon, especially her… I've always wanted to kill that worthless bitch! And I'm sure as hell not going to pass this chance up!" He sneered.

This was bad, I couldn't take an ultimate in a straight up fight, I was only a rookie, even if I could Digivolve, I doubt I'd be able to take him even at Champion.

Datamon moved in closer, "Oh you know it don't you Okamon? How doomed you really are… you know you can't fight me, face it you overgrown mutt, you and your ignoramus of a tamer were never going to survive! I've won! And when I'm done with you two, the Digidestined will be next! And no one will be able to stand in my way!" He cackled, I had no choice, I couldn't leave him alone in the room with Jason still recovering in the healing pod, I knew Datamon too well to think he wouldn't take advantage of a helpless enemy like that.

I had no choice, I'd have to stand my ground… even if it was hopeless.

A/N: Uh oh! It looks like Datamon is done waiting for his chance to finally kill Bridget! Will Okamon be able to stop Datamon?

I just wanna say, I didn't mean for this chapter to take so long to come out, I've been busy lately, and with Thanksgiving and all the stuff leading into it, I didn't exactly have a lot of time to sit down and write ya know?