"Language, Rika." I admonished. "Although I don't blame you, it's certainly true."

Rika huffed. "Who was he, anyway?"

"Indramon." I stated. "It's important to note, however, that despite his supreme arrogance, he is both actually quite powerful, and a Virus-Type Digimon."

"A tough fight, then." Renamon stated. Rika frowned, nodding alongside her partner.

"Indeed. Nevertheless, I have no doubt that you could win if you fought." I paused. "Not to mention Terriermon and Guilmon. You probably wouldn't end up fighting him alone."

Renamon nodded.

I trailed through the park, passing from shadow to shadow, silently following after my target.

And it actually was a target this time.

Despite the fact that he didn't look like one, what with the white-grey shirt, purple scarf and oversized purple hat. But he was definitely a target, because his appearance didn't and couldn't fool me.

I knew exactly who he was, after all. The Monkey Deva's disguise was pointless and wasted on me.

The only question that I found myself asking was...

Do I kill him now, or do I kill him later?

Makuramon is... definitely a lot of trouble, but he's also necessary to how canon-

I paused.

And then I remembered how canon went.

Black flames blossomed in my hands for a moment.

Yeah, definitely now.

I let the flames extinguish, and looked up.

To find that Makuramon was no longer where he had been, and was instead standing in front of Takato, Guilmon, Kazu, Kenta and Jeri.

"BUUYAA!" Makuramon... squawked? at them, causing all five of them to jump.

Makuramon leaned back, laughing at them all, before spinning around and running off.

Directly into my body. He bounced off me, not quite falling over, but stumbling anyway..

"Huh?" Five voices wondered.

"Why hello there, monkey."

Makuramon's eyes narrowed.

He knew.

Guilmon sniffed the air, twice, before glaring at Makuramon, growling.

"Guil..." Takato trailed off, taking a sharp breath as he looked at Makuramon.

"Realised it, have you?"

Makuramon quickly straightened up, jumping -far higher than any Human could- to the side.

"Digimon." Guilmon declared.

Makuramon smirked, a glow temporarily obscuring him, which faded a moment later.

I held my hand out, summoning Sandiramon's staff.

"Well..." Makuramon smiled. "I was here for information gathering, but... I suppose that since I've been found out, I may as well jump straight to the destruction part."

Makuramon leapt at me, going surprisingly fast and moving straight through my guard, slamming his fist into my head.

Makuramon smirked.

And if I had a mouth, I would have done the same.

I bent space around the both of us, taking us to my little pocket dimension in an instant, not giving him any time to react at all.

I sliced at him with my spear, attempting to cut him in half.

It didn't work, as Makuramon leaned back, bending almost ninety degrees backwards with ease, letting the spear pass over him harmlessly.

He flipped backwards, landing upright a few meters away.

His head tilted to the side as he studied me, unblinking. "Well, aren't you an interesting one."

"You have no idea, Deva." I brandished the spear at him, My Darkness seeping into it more and more.

He held out his hand, a white sphere appearing in his grip a moment later.

"Primal Orb." Makuramon stated, flinging the ball at me.

I stepped to the side as it came close, allowing it fly past me.

Makuramon grinned, and the orb suddenly changed directions, crashing directly into my side, partially digging into me.

The orb shot out again, before coming back to slam into me again.

This time, however, I caught it in my hand, forcefully stopping it.

It yanked in my hand, trying to get out and away, before slamming into my body again and again, to no effect.

My Darkness poured into it, stilling it, corrupting it, and incidentally wenching it from Makuramon's control.

Makuramon frowned as I did, his head twitching from side to side slightly before he realised that the orb was no longer under his power.

I drew my Darkness from it, and let it vanish, pointing the spear at him again.

"Bad monkey, no more toys for you."

Makuramon stared at me, before another orb appeared in his hand, immediately shooting at me.

My spear flashed as it came close, immediately cutting it in half, before I advanced on Makuramon.

In response, the monkey formed another orb, which immediately began hovering slightly in front of Makuramon himself.

"I hope that you realise that you're doomed." I said, slowly beginning to shift around My Darkness in this pocket dimension.

Makuramon's head tilted to the side again, before he smirked, laughing.

Behind him, a tendril of Darkness rose out of the ground, sharpening into a spike.

"Oh, you pitiful being~" Makuramon hummed. "There is nothing that you can do to-"

My spiked tendril shot forwards, aiming directly for the back of Makuramon's head, preparing to pierce him.

He immediately jumped sideways, letting it go past him- how the fuck did he know it had been coming?!

Makuramon kept moving as the tendril kept chasing after him, the environment beginning to shift.

Several more spikes shot out of the ground, each one aiming to skewer him. Makuramon only jumped over them, easily weaving through them and managing to not get skewered.

"You're very jumpy, aren't you?" I said.

He continued to weave around my spikes, somehow managing to dodge each and every single one that I sent at him.

How? He wasn't even looking at most of them, how is he managing to dodge them all?

I stared at him, still controlling my tendrils and trying to skewer him, carefully watching over him.

He wasn't even looking at them, he was looking at the orb that floated above his head.

I stared at the orb for a moment, but nothing immediately jumped out at me. Aside from how reflective it was, anyway.

Reflective.

No, that can't be it. It's a sphere, it should be too distorting to make use of the reflection.

Unless it was?

Bleh.

I brought my arms up, Darkness swirling around my form. Purely for aesthetic purposes, really.

Makuramon glanced at me, confused and interested all the same.

I brought my arms down- and just about immediately stumbled as gravity just about quintupled.

It wasn't enough to push either of us into the ground -he was a Deva for a reason, and I was a Heartless-, but it was enough to cause us to stumble.

The difference between us was, however, that I had been prepared for it.

Makuramon hadn't- and was thus woefully unprepared when the ground beneath him spiked upwards, piercing directly through his body, unable to move around so quickly and jumpily as he had been before.

I let gravity go back to normal, watching as Makuramon's body collapsed into data.

I looked around- immediately noting that there were spikes everywhere.

This is going to take a little while to fix.