*Sad Sigh*. And Here. We. Go.
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Spirits above! Wha-what should I do now?!
No answer is forthcoming and you're left standing there in silent terror as the three champions answer the Vaamdemon.
"Hai lord Vamdemon" The sword-wielding champion acknowledges with a single nod.
"Gehehe, you got it boss!" The green digimon cackles, excitedly raising his club into the air.
"With pleasure!" The last of the trio exclaims.
As one, the team of digimon bursts into action, ignoring you and the other small digimon entirely as they lunge towards your magical mentor. Sorcerymon raises his staff up in response, rapidly calling a wall of ice into place as the vaguely lizard-like champion spits out a bullet of dark fire. It clashes against the barrier you couldn't even scratch, and manages to burrow halfway through the thick material before dispersing. The green digimon's club smashes into the stubby structure a moment later, shattering it wholesale.
"
Tsk!" Repulsa backs off the spectacle and turns around, obviously looking for a new target. Most unfortunately, her familiar red eyes settle directly on you.
"
Twinkle Beam"
Not for long however as a thick laser beans the floating digimon's head directly. She doesn't even have the chance to cry out before the paralyzing effect activates and she suddenly begins plummeting towards the ground. A moment later you turn towards the direction, and manage to see a wax covered Mechanorimon bursting through the web-covered section of repaired wall.
Sparks!
"
We're not giving up!" The filtered voice of sparks bursts out from his vehicle's speaker system. "
That's not what heroes do!" He charges forward, aiming to plunge his claw into the downed feminine mon, but is intercepted halfway as an armored figure dashes in.
"Shiratori-maru!" The champions sword lashes out at a speed you're simply unable to track and lands a deep cut into the mech's leg. Sparks swears by The Ten and stops his approach, swinging his arm to instead attack the humanoid mon less than half his ride's size.
"Sparkling Thunder!/Flame Toss!" The pair of elemental attacks slam into the helmet of Sorcerymon's ranged attacker, and while neither looks to do more than mar the metal, it does manage to attract the champion's attention, turning the allied champion's battle into a simple one versus one encounter.
"Ah told y'all to leave!" Sorcerymon bellows, barely managing to avoid another swing from the large green digimon.
"No way! A hero would never abandon others to fight for him!" Your best friend replies, cartwheeling aside to avoid a blast of dark fire.
"This old mon still has a few tricks!" Gramps shouts, his body glowing faintly once again.
With the three enemy digimon gone from the path, you make a break for the shelters. Though much slower and more awkward than normal considering that you're running on your hind legs, you make fairly substantial progress. Thresh continues to tear away at your fur, snarling viciously as he attempts to escape, but you hold on all the tighter.
If-If I get inside I can dig to the tunnel! I can get Thresh and Lunamon to safety! Then! Then I'll... I'll come back to help Flamemon!
Surprisingly, Auger falls in beside you a few seconds later, the Tanemon, Mochimon and several KoDokugumon arranged on his back. Together you rush towards salvation. However Auger soon begins to pull ahead reaching the hut first; you're faster than him, but you're running in a very awkward way. Your friend enters the shelter first and gets right to digging, his claws frantically tearing at the earth. He is thus closer as Vamdemon easily rips the roof free from the structure.
"I don't remember giving any of you permission to leave." He comments in a slightly amused tone. "But what is this? A rare find." He reaches down with a single massive finger and taps the Armadillimon directly on the head. Auger unceremoniously slumps to the ground, his many riders taking this chance to flee.
No! No Verge move it! Get them away from here!
You grit your teeth at the sight, but nonetheless continue to try for the tunnel, turning to instead visit Flamemons hut. Only, you run into something hard headfirst almost immediately. When your senses return a few seconds later, your path proves to be barred by the Ladydevimon. She waits just long enough for you to regain your mental faculty before speaking again.
"
Oh little mole. I am going to have such fantastic fun with you."
"N-no th-thanks?"
"
AHaHaHa!" She cackles so hard your ears feel like they're about to burst. "
Splendid, but my little Drimogemon, you don't have a choice."
For a second, strength leaves your body as the terrifying ultimate level digimon (For what else could she be?) takes a single slow step your way. Your arms go limp, leaving Thresh and Lunamon to tumble down to the ground. Something is very wrong, even when you were at your most afraid before it never felt like… this!
WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo? WhatdoIdo?!
Stop whimpering and Fight!
"
Raaagh!" A wordless yell of pure wrath erupts from your mouth as you lunge forward, nose rapidly spinning as it seeks to lunge up into her gut. One moment you're leaping forward, then the next you're suddenly hanging in the air by your nose, suddenly spinning rapidly around. Nausea erupts from the sudden motion but before it can reach critical levels, the pressure on your drill vanishes, leaving you to land down to the dirt paws first. You woozily stumble about for a few second trying to find your balance, then tumble over onto your side.
The shrill cackle assaults your ears once again.
"
You have to be the most pathetic champion I've ever seen!" Her words have a clearly mocking tone, but they don't manage to fully register given your current state. Once again she stands there, patiently waiting for you to recover enough to actually interact with.
Your vision Groggily begins to return, letting you see the female digimon's feet but more importantly the fights happening behind her. A final rising strike from the blade wielding digimon manages to cleave the remaining arm of Sparks Mechanorimon straight off. His downwards return strike sheers through the wax-patched cockpit, easily slicing through natural and artificial materiel alike.
S-sparks? No. Why would he. That digimon. He said...
The enemy champion lands a moment later, turning even as the artificial digimon slumps over, its power seemingly cut. He flicks the excess wax off of his sword, then is immediately enveloped by a ray of searing sunlight.
"Murderer!" Fu shrieks in uncontrolled rage, her verbal tick entirely forgotten as she carelessly flies through the air to tackle the much smaller, now very much surprised champion. You're not able to get a good look at the other fights before something else grabs your immediate attention.
"
What's this?" The Vamdemons voice chimes in from close by. Repulsa bits off a curse and backs off as her commander approaches. You tear your gaze away from the combat and pull yourself back up, ready to fight as the caped mon approaches.
"Verge, get away!" Gramps shouts, leaving his fight to try and somehow intervene. "Body Atta-" A single finger flick hits the villages caretaker mid-shout, sending the old rookie tumbling away across the ground. The Elecmon's body rolls to a stop several feet away and begins to start shimmering. For half of one second you have a hope that he might be digivolving, but then streams of data begin to lift away from his body.
No!
Forgetting about the others you lunge forward, a familiar spell already forming on your lips.
"Dread Fire!"
Only for a small blast of black fire to rip through the air and envelop the ancient rookie. You shy back eyes closing to avoid the glare.
When you open your eyes, Gramps is gone.
No. No. NO!
"Hekhekhek. Too easy!" The champion who'd deleted your caretaker chuckles, ignoring the attacks Flamemon is launching his way.
"G-gramps!/
Gramps!" You scream, only to be surprised as Sparks raging voice joins your own cry of despair. Whipping your head left, you manage to spot your friend hopping out of the Mechanorimon's now open dome. Only there's something different about him. It take you a moment to realized that his left arm is missing. However he doesn't seem to care about that fact, his sole attention is on the champion that had just deleted Gramps. "
Bonfire!" the rookie screams, his upper body launching a massive fireball towards the being made entirely of dark flame.
It doesn't so much as cause a ripple in the enemies body.
"HekHek. My turn now rookie!" It chuckles, turning towards your friend and spitting out another attack.
"Sparks!" Flamemon roars, leaping forward and pulling the crippled Candlemon out of the literal line of fire. Both land hard a dozen feet away, but only Flamemon gets back up. Sparks just stays there on his side, crying.
"
Mmm. That does it. In all my years I have never seen a specimen like this before..." Vamdemon rather happily muses. You whirl about, expecting him to grab you any second... And are surprised as he stands over your sniffling little sister and reaches out for her. "
You'll be the star piece of my collection!" He jubilantly declares, ignoring the small black digimon nibbling ineffectually at his ankles.
"O-Onii-Chan! Help!"
Lunamon
With yet another angry roar, you sprint towards the ultimate level digimon, ready to defend your sibling from the threat-
-but are yanked into the air by your scruff as the LadyDevimon rejoins things.
"
Daemon's Robe! You are a fluffy one." The mocking voice muses with a hint of surprise. "
It almost makes me regret what I'm about to do." Her words are punctuated by a single brief cackle "
Almost." You bite, claw and tear away at the offending limb lifting you into the air, but it has no effect, not even managing to damage the covering on her right arm. After a few seconds your rage begins to simmer down, leaving you to realize the horrible situation you're in. Tears rupture free from your eyes, sending a pair of waterfalls falling down your cheeks.
W-why? Why is this happening? What. What did we do? Why are they doing this? Please stop!
You try to open your mouth to speak to the digimon gripping your neck, but all that manages to come out is a single solitary sob. She smirks at your pain and suddenly the sadistic digimon's eyes light up with an idea.
"
Now that is an idea. I'll make you watch little mole!" She states to your ever growing horror. "
You can go once everyone else is finished with their toys."
Wha-what?
"G-get your hands off me!" Lunamon shouts as the Vamdemon hefts her into the air. Your head snaps left to try and see the picture, but you depressingly realize that there's nothing you can do to help. "Help! Help!" But then, the air flashes white.
Thresh, now standing even taller than you, leaps up at the taller well-dressed digimon, his mouth lunging for the older mon's throat. As he stands there with a rookie hanging off his neck, the humanoid digimon just shrugs reaches up and taps him on the skull.
N-no, Thresh!
"
Luck favours me this day. A non-feral BlackGuilmon as well. That's two rare finds!" The smiling masked mon, reaches up with the same hand and repeats the gesture once again, making Lunamon go limp in his grasp. You slump in Repulsa's grasp, despair overwhelming even the raging anger in your core. You don't believe that things could possibly get worse. Then Fu's head falls to the ground at your feet, and the plant digimon's rapidly dispersing body joins her a couple seconds later.
"
Well done servant." You numbly hear the Vamdemon speak. "
Mm, One. Two. Three. Now, take these rookies, carrying them around is beneath me."
"Yes Lord Vamdemon" The armored warrior replies. "And the... Small Dokugamon?"
"
Yes, you may carry them as well." He pauses for a moment before turning towards the mon holding you up. "
Repulsa. Do bring the mutant along, he may be useful as leverage."
"
Tssk. As you order Lord Vamdemon." the tall mon sighs, like a child being repeatedly interrupted from a game by chores.
The next few seconds pass in a sort of blur as you find yourself not really feeling much of anything. It's like a grey fog has descended on the world, blurring everything. Like your mind has shut down almost entirely in a desperate bid to protect itself from what's happening. You only snap back to reality when the familiar yet overwhelmingly angry voice of Flamemon.
"Rare or not, I'll never join you monsters!" Your best friend roars. "Now let him go!"
"
A shame then. Delete him Darklizardmon, his type tend to break rather than bend, he'll never come around, not in a useful capacity." The Vamdemon, pauses for a second before smirking himself. "
Repulsa. You are allowed to continue. Oh, and make it painful mind you. I want that *Hero* to regret refusing my offer"
"
AHaHaHa! Thank you, he seems ready."
R-ready enough? F-for what?
The only answer you can think of sets your entire body to rapidly shiver
Repulsa whispers something under her breath leading to red claws turning a dark shade of purple. With wide frightened eyes, you watch as she slowly brings a single monstrous finger towards you head.
"
Scream for me little Mole. Scream!"
And you do. You scream with everything you have as her claw begins
tears a ragged line down your face. You scream as the appendage
rips into your left eye, taking half of your world with it. And you scream as she continues down,
drawing a ragged line all the way down your face.
"Raaaaaagh!"
A fire-covered fist smashes into Repulsa's face, giving your remaining eye a single moment of bliss at the look of her face curling around your best friend's knuckles. Then the demonic digimon is knocked back through the air, crashing through a still intact piece of wall and barely slowing down as the momentum continues to send her flying away. Your limp body drops towards the ground, but Flamemo-no.
Agnimon's hand grasps you mid-fall gently lowering you to the ground.
The Legendary warrior straightens up and glares at the surrounding digimon with a fervor you'd more expect from the
Sun.
"I was wrong! There exist those who do not deserve mercy! Now, with this
power I can show you why you
should never have changed my mind!"
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Authors Note: Damn. I did not think that I'd get this done tonight. Climactic finish happens tomorrow people!