Standing in the sky was Purity. Down below was the Empire 88 rally.
Thousands of E88 gangsters were cheering and facing the stage. The area used to be an open-air concert.
Purity knew she shouldn't be anywhere near the E88 event. Yet she was curious, what will Kaiser do now that both Coil and ABB are gone? Nothing was stopping the Empire 88 from taking over Brockton Bay.
Purity recalled hearing about two nights ago that a large cape battle occurred in the Docks. It wasn't exactly clear who won. However, both Crusader and Cricket were arrested.
Kaiser got on stage, he looked impeccable in his gleaming armor suit. Purity couldn't get her eyes off him.
Menja and Fenja sauntered on stage. They could have been more modest clothes. Now the E88 Gangsters were whistling like animals. The twins were definitely standing too close to Kaiser for comfort.
Kaiser stood behind the podium, ready to deliver a charismatic and rousing speech that would ignite the E88 Gangsters' fervor to reclaim Brockton Bay.
Suddenly, his head flew off his shoulders, spinning through the air before landing grotesquely on the stage. For a brief, horrific moment, Kaiser's headless body remained upright, then crumpled to the ground like a lifeless puppet.
Behind the fallen leader stood a towering insect with a green and yellow color scheme, holding a bloodied spear.
The E88 gangster's screams pierced the air as they fled in terror, some wildly drawing their guns and rifles, firing desperately at the towering insect creature.
Bullets slammed into the creature's exoskeleton, but it remained unscathed.
Fenja and Menja, now towering giants, hurled their spears at the insect monster.
With a chilling calmness, the creature raised its spear horizontally, effortlessly deflecting the powerful blows.
Purity watched in disbelief, the blood draining from her face. This creature was beyond strong. It had blocked strikes that could obliterate buildings and harm even the mighty Endbringer, all while protecting the stage beneath its feet.
In an instant, the creature was at Menja's throat. It thrust its spear, and Menja was flung back, shrinking to her normal size as she sailed through the air.
The creature caught her mid-flight, placing her gently on the ground.
In another blink, it was at Fenja's throat. Another thrust, and Fenja was hurled back, also reverting to her normal size. She flew through the air, only to be caught and laid down with the same eerie gentleness.
Purity aimed at the bug creature, preparing to blast it to smithereens.
In an instant, the bug creature appeared before her, as if it had teleported.
Purity backed away, her heart pounding in her chest.
The creature remained still, its unblinking eyes boring into her.
Desperate, Purity gambled everything on one final attack. She gathered all her light, forming it into a blinding helix DNA strand. The construct grew brighter and brighter, straining at the breaking point. Purity condensed it further, pushing it to the edge.
"Die, you monster!" she screamed, unleashing her ultimate attack.
A beam of blinding light shot forth, engulfing the creature and turning the world white.
As the light faded, Purity's eyes widened in horror. The bug creature hadn't even flinched. It stood there, completely unmoved by the most powerful beam of light Purity had ever created.
She realized, with a sinking heart, that she needed to flee. This monster was too powerful to defeat.
Before she could react, the creature moved an arm's length from her and grabbed her throat, choking her.
Purity struggled, trying to fight back and plead for mercy, but the creature's grip was too strong. She couldn't speak and couldn't breathe. It wouldn't let go. Her vision darkened as she ran out of oxygen, her strength ebbing away.
Purity consciousness faded.
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Purity woke up in a dark room.
A single window was all that was visible.
Purity coughed multiple times and rubbed her throat. The bench she was lying on felt metallic.
Purity felt the walls and learned that they were also metallic.
Purity used her power and hit the metal wall. It didn't even leave a mark. Purity felt horrified at the realization that she was trapped.
A PRT Trooper peeked into the small window and he said, "Purity, you are under arrest for domestic terrorism. Currently, you are in a holding cell at the New York Protectorates HQ. Do not attempt to escape and wait for your trial."
Locally in Brockton Bay. Only the Merchants and the remaining Empire 88(Rune, Alabaster, Krieg, Stormtiger, Night and Fog and some other I forgot) gangsters are left.. But I wouldn't call them targets for our Duo. They going to be aiming for bigger fish like Eidolon and Slaughterhouse 9.
As for Bakuda I do have plans. Bakuda is going to meet a woman with a fedora who will be very supportive of her. Well nothing is set in stone yet, just an idea. ^__^
On Missy's tenth birthday, her parents gave her a Barbie and Ken doll with a dollhouse that was taller than her.
Missy hated the dolls and the dollhouse. It was far too girly and was for babies. She likes playing soccer, volleyball and tennis.
It was a cumbersome size that took up too much space in her room. Every day she would wake up and see the girly dollhouse with the Barbie and Ken doll smiling at her.
It all changed when her parents started fighting. Every day was terrible. Coming home with broken plates on the floor. The furniture was destroyed. Even Snowball, their dog, was sent to the shelter.
They shouted at each other so much and even dragged her into their screaming matches.
Missy tried to use headphones and a music player to stop listening to her parents screaming at each other. Still, she could hear them say hateful and hurtful words to each other.
Missy needed a distraction and she eventually ended up playing with the Barbie and Ken dolls.
The Dollhouse which was taller than her, was in pristine condition. Unlike her own house, which was falling into pieces.
Missy placed the Barbie and Ken dolls on the dinner table in the Dollhouse. She pretended they had a normal conversation with each other. Tell each other how their days went. Joke around with each other.
Missy felt, for a fleeting moment, that everything was alright. When she played with her dolls, she was immersed in their lives. She felt like she could endure her horrible situation if she kept playing with her dolls.
One day, Missy returned home from a grueling day at school. She found her dollhouse smashed to pieces. Her Barbie and Ken dollar were cut in half.
Missy's screams and cries were heartbreaking.
Missy felt her mind go blank.
[Trajectory.]
[Agreement.]
[Destination.]
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In the current time and date.
Missy was in the conference room in the PRT Building.
Missy wasn't wearing her costume, which made her feel vulnerable.
There were five adults and herself sitting at the table.
Missy's mom. Missy's dad. Deputy Director Renick. Miss Militia. CCP Agent Nickelous.
CCP Agent Nickelous reminded Missy of Santa Clause. He had a white beard and a pot belly. He wore reading glasses and an old gray suit.
Nickelous said, "We all brought here because a very large insect cape alerted us about Missy's situation. I have... concerns."
Dad said, "My daughter shouldn't be raised by a cheating whore."
Mom said, "Can you do me all a favor and shut the fuck up?!"
Renick said in a deep voice with a no-nonsense attitude, "Enough! Act like an adult, especially in front of your child!"
Nickelous coughed and said, "I have multiple police reports of noise complaints, some believing it was domestic abuse. I talked to your neighbors, Missy's teachers, and saw the state of your home. I have spoken with Missy here, and I believe it is best for her to be removed from her parents as guardians."
Mom said, "That's outrageous! Missy, you don't want to be separated from me? Do you?"
Missy opened her mouth and then closed it. She hesitated to speak. She could recall the hard days she endured staying home. Her trigger event and the day she lost her childhood.
Miss Militia said in a comfortable tone, "It is going to be okay. Every Protectorate hero and all the Wards are here for you. You can speak your mind."
Missy opened her mouth hesitantly and clenched her dress hard. She struggled to put into words how much she was hurting.
Missy was crying as she said in a watery voice, "Mom. Dad. I... I... I sometimes wish you weren't my parents."
Missy felt Miss Militia hug her. She felt herself cry on Miss Militia's shoulder.
It was decided by a judge with Nickelous of the CCP recommendation to remove Missy Biron from the custody of her parents, and she would be the ward of the state. An agent from Brockton Bay PRT would be her new caretaker.
Stingmon had an objective today. Kidnap Skitter from the Undersiders and hang out with her all day.
Stingmon reached the Undersiders Hideout.
A swarm of bugs greeted Stingmon, the swarm started speaking, "What do you want today?"
Stingmon replied, "Hello mom, my evil plan is to kidnap you and spend the day with you."
Skitter replied, "I am not allowing you to kidnap me."
The swarm dispersed.
Stingmon waited a few minutes.
Rachel's monstrous dog, Angelica, appeared. In the mouth of the monstrous dog was Skitter, being held by the knape of her costume and the dog walked toward Stingmon slowly. Angelica let go of Skitter and dropped her in front of Stingmon.
Rachel's monstrous dog walked back to the Undersider Hideout.
Stingmon said, "You were betrayed by your teammates?"
Skitter said in an accusatory tone, "Shut up. You must have given them a lot of money to turn on me. Didn't you?"
Stingmon replied, "Oh no, they did it for free."
Skitter replied, "Why?"
Stingmon hesitated. "It's complicated..." Stingmon said, "Anyway, now that I kidnapped you. Where do you want to go? We can go to Six Flags. We can watch movies in theaters. Museums are also a possibility. We can go to the library. We can even go to the zoo. We can shop in the mall. If you don't like the crowds, we can hike in the woods."
Skitter said bitterly, "Is going home a possibility?"
Stingmon replied, "Sure, I would love to introduce myself to grandpa Danny."
Skitter could feel a headache. She realized she couldn't get rid of Stingmon. She might as well get the day over with. Skitter made her choice and said, "Let's go to the library."
Stingmon nodded his head, turned around and crouched down in the position of being ready to receive a piggyback ride. "Hop on my back, mom."
Skitter deeply sighed. It was embarrassing to fly like that, but it was better than being princess-carried. Skitter got Stingmon back.
Stingmon flew fast with Skitter on her back.
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POV Skitter.
Stingmon was fast and riding on his back felt like a rollercoaster and was thrilling. They zoomed out of Brockton Bay so fast and were moving through Maine, passing farmland, cities and small towns. Skitter didn't realize how small her city was.
Stingmon landed in front of a building that had the words Kennebunk Free Library.
Skitter said, "I didn't know you were going to take me out of the city. I thought we were going to visit the library in Brockton Bay."
Stingmon said. "I am really fast in the air. It wouldn't take me long to get back. The Kennebunk Free Library has a lot of good reviews."
Skitter decided the day was weird and wouldn't change anything. So she dragged her toward the library and opened the double doors. Stingmon followed after her.
Skitter's breath hitched at the sight. The air immediately changed, filled with the faint, comforting scent of old paper and polished wood. Rows upon rows of books stretched out in front, each shelf meticulously organized, every book in its rightful place.
The library was a paragon of cleanliness. The wooden floors gleamed under the soft light filtering through tall windows, their surfaces so immaculate they reflected the spines of the books lining the shelves. Brass railings, polished to a high shine, bordered the staircases and balconies, adding to the library's timeless elegance.
Skitter recalled the disarray of Brockton Bay's library. The books were disorganized, scattered haphazardly across shelves and tables. The air was thick with the lingering scent of cigarettes, an unwelcome intrusion that clung to the pages and furnishings. Many of the books bore signs of neglect and vandalism—graffiti marred their covers, and the pages were often dusty or sticky to the touch. Thieves were a problem because they stole valuable books from the library and sold them.
In stark contrast, the library she now stood in was pristine and orderly. Every book was carefully placed, the air was clean, and the surfaces gleamed. It was like comparing heaven and hell.
Skitter was looking through the shelves and scanning the covers of every book, finding Les Misérables. She tried to read it in the Brockton Bay Library, but it was vandalized, so she couldn't finish it.
Skitter sat on a cushion and started reading Les Misérables. Completely absorbed into the book.
Stingmon seems to be talking to the Liberian.
An hour later, Stingmon ended up talking to a pair of policemen.
The policemen left Stingmon and Skitter alone to continue exploring the library.
Skitter ended up reading another book, Oedipus Rex and then she read Tess of the d'Urbervilles.
Stingmon tapped Skitter's shoulder and said, "Mom, it is time to go."
"Huh? Why do we need to go? We just got here." Skitter said it in complete confusion.
Stingmon said, "We've been here for hours. The library is going to close."
Skitter seriously considered a cape with time-related powers that sped up the time. There was no way time could fly this fast.
Skitter said, "Let me read one more book..."
Stingmon said, "Mom. Put the book back. We can come back another day."
Stingmon struggled to get Skitter out of the library.
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Stingmon stopped at a bakery to pick up a cake before heading to the Undersider Hideout, where he gently placed Skitter near the entrance.
"Uh, Mom," Stingmon said, scratching his chin. "Can I give you a hug?"
Skitter stared at the tall bug person, wondering why he seemed nervous despite his power. She pondered her response. Stingmon was really a giant crybaby, but he had been nice to her. Spending time in the library with him had been... good. Great?
"Fine, one hug," Skitter finally said.
Stingmon gave Skitter a hug, his body shaking.
The hug was nice. She wondered when anyone had last offered to hug her... It had been a while.
"Please eat healthy, take care of your health, and listen to Tattletale," Stingmon whispered into her ear.
As he pulled back, Stingmon rubbed his head and sighed. "If I'm... I know you will save everyone."
"What are you talking about?" Skitter asked.
Stingmon handed her the cake box. "I love you. Goodbye, Mom."
He flew away, leaving Skitter confused and holding the box of cake.
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Skitter entered the Undersiders Hideout.
Her treacherous teammates, who basically threw her at Stingmon, greeted her warmly.
Lisa asked, "How was your day with Bait?"
Taylor would have said wonderful, however, she was still mad by the betrayal. "It was fine."
Lisa seemed to grin widely. As if she had discovered Taylor's secret.
Brian came over and said, "What in the box?"
Taylor replied, "Cake. Bait gave it to me to share with you guys."
Alec said, "I would love a slice of cake. Lisa, take a bite first. We need to make sure it isn't poisonous."
Lisa said, "Fuck off, Alec."
Taylor placed the cake box on the table and then opened it. The cake had something written on it with frosting. She froze when she read the words. She completely forgot.
Brian peaked over Taylor's shoulder and read the message on the cake out loud. "Happy Mother's Day."
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POV Greg.
Greg was standing in a white, clean hallway. He held a vase with a transvaal daisy. The flowers were multicolored: yellow, red, white, orange and red.
On the medical chart hanging from the door was a name. Grace Veder.
Greg took a breath and entered the room.
Grace's room contained an airtight plastic chamber that isolated the air inside from the surrounding environment.
Grace wore a bleach-white shirt and white pants. Her black hair was straight and tied back in a ponytail. Tall for a normal woman, she had a presence that could intimidate men.
Grace was lying on the bed with blue gloves on her hand. Grace had silverware in front of her, and she was polishing them with a white napkin.
Greg stayed outside the airtight plastic chamber, waiting for his mother to be ready to speak with him. He moved and sat in a swirling doctor chair.
Grace saw Greg and said to him, "You got skinny, Greg. Have you eaten anything?"
Greg said, "Well, I had a burger before I came here."
Grace then took out a silver spoon and began polishing it.
"How are you?" Grace asked. "I know you haven't been listening to me and are skipping school. What exactly are you doing?"
Grace examined the spoon, ensuring it was spotless.
Greg replied, "A lot... Actually, we're going to save the world."
"Is that so?" Grace's voice trembled with concern. "Be cautious not to lose yourself in your dreams. Sometimes, pursuing them can lead to devastation. Achieving your goals often demands immense sacrifices—your relationships, your family, even your sanity. I know firsthand the struggle of an obsessive personality. It's challenging to balance passion with the things you cherish. My hope is that one day you'll find yourself on a path where you can walk hand in hand with those who love and support you. It would be heartbreaking to see you alone in pursuit of your dreams."
"I will find the balance, mom."
"I pray you do."
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POV Wormmon.
Greg and Wormmon returned to the apartment to find a package waiting for them.
Wormmon read the package and found out it was from R.O.B.
Greg said, "Must be another Digimental."
Greg opened the package and found a metal case.
Greg was confused. "What's this?"
Wormmon said, "Oh no."
Greg opened the metal briefcase and saw ten green vials.
Greg said, "So if I drink Alexanderia's Fairy Slushies, I will get Alexanderia's powers."
Wormmon cautioned, "Possibly. You can also get a variation or become a Case 53. If you drink any of these, you lose your advantage against Jack Slash. The fairies will also have some control over you."
Greg said, "Damn it, I get nerfed by Jack Slash. I can't take any of these Fairy Slushies. Maybe one day."
Wormmon said, "...Today, I said goodbye to my mom. We are going to be fighting Eidolon soon and we fail to eliminate him... We will be fighting an Endbringer. Did you say goodbye to your mom? We need to go through our training arc before we face these monsters. We have no more time to waste."
Greg replied. "Yeah, I did. We are going to need to prepare. Leet got his money, he should be done making the Tinkertech device we ordered in a few days. We're going to need to train like we never trained before. Eidolon needs to go down."
Greg went to his shelves and pulled out three games.
Touhou 13: Ten Desires.
Final Fantasy 13.
Dark Souls.
Greg asked seriously, "Are you ready?"
Wormmon said, "No. But I am going to have to go through hell to be ready to battle Eidolon, let alone kill him."
Greg started the first game, Touhou 13: Ten Desires in Lunatic mode.
Touhou games, no matter the game, were brutal to new players.
Wormmon digitized into the game and died in an instant. It was a long, grueling days of training for Wormmon.
Leet's lab was half organized and half a mess. Different Tinkertechs were lying in the corner of the room gathering dust. On the other side, raw materials were in cardboard boxes.
Uber and Leet were wearing mad scientist lab coats.
A big white tablecloth was covering the Tinkertech that Master and Bait ordered.
Greg asked. "Is the Tinkertech we asked you to build ready?"
Leet answered. "I was working day and night to have it ready."
Uber said, "I helped too, this guy needed my muscles to get this thing built."
"Gentleman," Leet said, grinning and grabbing the white tablecloth. "Feast your eyes on the National Override Emergency Signal Sender! I like to call it N.O.E.S.S."
Leet pulled the white tablecloth off the Tinkertech, revealing it to Master and Bait.
It had the head of a parabolic antenna. The body was bulky and square. It was twice the size of an average man.
Greg asked, "Okay, how do I use this?"
Leet chuckled nervously. "Well... I am going to have to control it. The N.O.E.S.S. controls are delicate and need to be configured before use."
Greg said, "Well, that's going to complicate our plans. The size of the Tinkertech alone will make transporting it bothersome... We are going to need a bigger boat."
Wormmon asked, "How does it work?"
Leet explained, "The N.O.E.S.S. uses advanced programming to exploit vulnerabilities in the Endbringer alert network. By emitting a precisely modulated signal, it can temporarily override or piggyback on existing protocols. Equipped with a high-powered transmitter, it broadcasts on TVs, computers, cell phones, radios, and more. It has a continental range, the N.O.E.S.S. ensures its message can reach everyone in the United States of America and beyond its border."
Greg said, "That's nice and all. But we are going to be picking a fight with Eidolon and the Protectorates. I don't want to get you two involved... But we really need to use this Tinkertech and we can't use it without Leet..."
Uber asked, "What are you going to use the N.O.E.S.S. for?"
Greg replied, "We are going to reveal to the world that Eidolon created the Endbringers."
Leet and Uber said it elegantly at the same time. "You're going to do what!?!"
"Yup," Greg grinned and held out his hand. "Want to help us save the world?"
Uber said, "Dude! You don't drop a nuclear bomb on us like that! Give us time to think about it!"
Leet said, "Okay, rewind a bit. No wait, I need to sit down and think about how messed up the world is."
Greg chuckled and said, "Sorry, I am a time traveler and well, I want the world to be better. Leet if your not going to help us. Well, we are going to change our plans. It's your choice."
"Fucking. Fuck. Fuckery. Fuck," Leet cursed loudly. He paced in his lab, rubbing his head and finally he said, "...I'm in."
Uber sighed and said, "I am going to regret this. I am sticking with you, Leet."
Leet said, "I want both of you to know. I hate you both."
Leet grabbed Greg's hand and gave him a handshake.
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POV Tourist Austin.
Austin traveled three hours to Boston to board a cruise ship with his family. The journey was a nightmare, with his three kids constantly annoying him and his wife making things worse.
As the cruise ship docked, Austin hoped the trip would be worth it. The ship, promising a fun and relaxing vacation, filled him with hope.
Before they could board, a twenty-foot-tall bug man and a cowboy wearing a bug mask arrived at the docks in front of the ship.
The cowboy addressed the crowd of tourists, "Sorry folks, I will be stealing the boat."
The large bug creature and the cowboy boarded the cruise ship. A scuffle ensued, with multiple crew members being placed on the docks by the bug creature.
In less than ten minutes, the cruise ship was sailing away.
Austin could only watch, heartbroken, as his dream of a relaxing vacation disappeared over the horizon.
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POV Greg.
Currently, the cruise ship is 30 miles from the shoreline.
Leet was configuring the N.O.E.S.S. to be ready for Greg to reveal it to the world.
Nothing notable happened while they were traveling on the ship. With one exception.
A ragtag team of crewmembers, led by the Second Mate, attempted to prevent Master and Bait from stealing the cruise ship. They failed and now found themselves ensnared in a plastic fishing net.
Trapped in the net, the Second Mate screamed, "You won't get away with stealing our boat! The heroes are going to stop you!"
The other crewmembers, echoing the Second Mate's defiance, roared in agreement.
JewelBeemon effortlessly lifted the plastic net with one arm and began to fly away, carrying the crewmembers. He soared towards the docks, intending to drop them off far from the imminent battle.
JewelBeemon returned less than a minute later. "The crew members are dropped off safely on the docks. There is no one else on the ship except me, Master, Uber and Leet."
Leet did the final touches to make the N.O.E.S.S. functioning and said, "We're ready."
Uber was holding the camera.
Greg looked at the notes he wrote. He fully memorized his speech. Wormmon proofread it. He practiced it a lot and he knew he wouldn't make a mistake.
Greg sat on a wooden chair and spoke to Leet and Uber. "Let's begin."
JewelBeemon stood behind Greg.
Uber camera had a red light indicating it was working.
Leet gave a thumbs up that the N.O.E.S.S. was now live on every device in the United States of America.
Greg or his cape name Master smiled and said this to the camera and everyone else who was watching. "Hello world."
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Legend the leader of Protectorate was in his office in New York when his computer flickered and was now displaying a live video of Master.
Master started speaking, "I am Master, I am cape that time traveled from the future. I have an important message to deliver. Eidolon created the Endbringers."
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Rebecca Costa-Brown, the Chief Director of the PRT, was in her office when her computer flickered and was now displaying a live video of Master.
Master continued, his voice heavy with sorrow, "In the future, more Endbringers will emerge. Khonsu, Tohu, and Bohu are each a nightmare of destruction. Imagine it, more monsters tearing cities apart. Humanity united, desperately trying to stop them, but it was never enough. Billions of lives were lost, and humanity was reduced to a shadow of its former self."
----
Eidolon was floating in the air above Dallas, Texas.
Eidolon smartphone rang. Eidolon took out his smartphone and held it in his hand. He saw his smartphone flicker and was now displaying a live video of Master.
Master said with determination, "In the future, Eidolon was killed in battle and consequently, the Endbringers went dormant. We discovered too late that Eidolon created the Endbringers. Eidolon, if you're watching this video, find me. I will slay you and save the world."
JewelBeemon hovered above the ocean, his gaze fixed on the undulating waves below and the cruise ship. In his right hand, he clutched a spear, outfitted with a Tinkertech weapon crafted by Leet.
Leet had repurposed Tinkertech from one of his earlier creations, the Reality Hacker. Though this weapon lacked a formal name, Leet assured JewelBeemon that it had the capability to harm an Endbringer.
With his current strength, rigorous training, and Leet's Tinkertech, JewelBeemon hoped he could defeat Eidolon.
A powerful whirlwind erupted, and from it emerged Eidolon.
"Where is Master?" Eidolon demanded gravely.
"Hello to you too, Eidolon," JewelBeemon replied. "I want to have a chat before our battle to the death. Would you mind exchanging some pleasantries first?"
"Save it. You'll have plenty of time to talk after I interrogate you," Eidolon retorted.
JewelBeemon pulled out a Triumvirate poster and asked, "Would you sign my poster?"
"What?" Eidolon exclaimed.
"Come on! Sign my poster and I'll tell you the truth," JewelBeemon urged, waving the poster like a matador.
"Oh no, you're one of those clown villains..."
"I can't even argue with that," JewelBeemon admitted. "I started as a serious hero on a quest to save the world. Somehow, I became a joke vigilante, and my quest turned into a Monty Python skit."
Eidolon fired a laser at JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon dodged effortlessly. "That was rude."
Eidolon crossed his arms. "You'll answer my question if I sign your dumb poster?"
"Yes, of course!" JewelBeemon said eagerly.
"Fine," Eidolon sighed. "Bring it here."
JewelBeemon approached, presenting the poster and a pen.
Eidolon quickly scribbled his name on the poster.
JewelBeemon twirled around, admiring Eidolon's penmanship next to Legend's.
"Now that you have your signature," Eidolon growled. "Tell me the truth. Why did you tell the world I created the Endbringers?"
'Greg, open the portal,' JewelBeemon thought telepathically. A portal opened beside him, and he placed the poster and pen into it before it closed.
JewelBeemon replied, "The truth is, you did create the Endbringers. Didn't you find it strange that your powers were getting weaker? When I first learned about your involvement, I thought you were a monster. But then I realized it wasn't your fault. You couldn't CONTROL your powers. You never intended to create the Endbringers. Your power just gives you what it thinks you need. Eidolon, you're a victim—a tragic hero."
Eidolon snapped, "I fought the Endbringers so many times I lost count! What proof do you have that I created the Endbringers! Are you playing mind games with me?"
"No, I'm not," JewelBeemon said, shifting into a battle stance with his spear pointed at Eidolon. "Please forgive me for what I'm about to do."
In an instant, JewelBeemon was right in front of Eidolon, moving so fast that it seemed like teleportation. He whispered, "Spike Buster."
JewelBeemon's Spike Buster was an attack move where he swung his spear at light speed, creating a powerful shockwave.
JewelBeemon lunged forward, his spear moving at the speed of light as it streaked towards Eidolon.
Eidolon's shield intercepted the onslaught, generating a colossal shockwave that rippled through the battlefield.
In response, Eidolon released a sinister beam of pure darkness, a void of light and energy.
With reflexes faster than a lightning strike, JewelBeemon evaded the close-range assault, his heart pounding with gratitude for his supernatural speed.
Eidolon swept the dark beam across the horizon, aiming to obliterate JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon contorted his body, narrowly dodging the deadly ray.
JewelBeemon with the speed of a tempest, spun and hammered his spear against Eidolon's barrier.
"Phase One," JewelBeemon declared as Leet's Tinkertech whirred to life, releasing a swirling mist.
Eidolon's barriers exploded into shards, compelling him to warp several feet back to evade the devastating strike.
"You're using Tinkertech," Eidolon remarked.
"I need everything available to kill you," JewelBeemon replied.
"It's not enough," Eidolon said.
JewelBeemon agreed with Eidolon's assessment. Eidolon typically employs three powers simultaneously, rarely extending to four. Presently, Eidolon is utilizing one power for flight, another to uphold a defensive barrier, and a third for offensive attacks.
Eidolon conjured thousands of eyeballs, each adorned with irises of dazzling rainbow hues. The eyes unleashed a barrage of light beams at JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon twisted and weaved through the onslaught with remarkable agility, narrowly avoiding the deadly rays.
Eidolon then summoned a colossal tornado from the ocean, trapping them both in the eye of the storm. He dispelled the eyeballs and unleashed a lightning dragon at JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon evaded the dragon, but it pursued him relentlessly.
Desperately, he leapt into the swirling waters of the tornado. The lightning dragon struck the water, electrifying him. Despite the shock, JewelBeemon emerged from the vortex, crackling with residual energy.
Eidolon dismissed the water tornado and lightning dragon.
"Your durability is impressive," Eidolon said.
In a blur of motion, JewelBeemon materialized before Eidolon, swinging his spear with ferocious speed and smashing it into a freshly conjured barrier. "Phase One!" he roared.
The barrier crumbled under the force of the attack, and JewelBeemon surged forward to capitalize on the opening.
"Reflect!" Eidolon shouted, swiftly activating a new power, reflecting the assault and hurling JewelBeemon backward with a violent backlash.
Eidolon activated a thinker power, analyzing the Tinkertech that was disrupting his defenses. "Interesting. That Tinkertech can absorb large amounts of heat. Tell me, who designed it?"
"I made this," JewelBeemon replied.
"You're lying," Eidolon said. "Are you trying to protect your friends? In interrogation, we'll get all the answers."
JewelBeemon reappeared in front of Eidolon, thrusting his spear with a fierce cry, "Phase One!"
Eidolon's barrier met the spear, bolstered by Leet's Tinkertech. This time, the shield held firm, blocking the strike.
With a calm demeanor, Eidolon declared, "Your attack won't work anymore."
"Spike Buster!" JewelBeemon shouted, driving his spear forward with the speed of light. The weapon shattered Eidolon's shield and pierced his body.
"Argh!" Eidolon screamed in agony.
JewelBeemon ripped the spear out and swung it to decapitate Eidolon, but his target vanished in a cloud of smoke.
Eidolon reappeared far away, his wounds healing instantly. Without hesitation, JewelBeemon flew towards him, determined to finish the job.
"Time freeze," Eidolon intoned, and the air turned an ominous gray.
JewelBeemon retreated, narrowly escaping the encroaching time-stopped zone.
In an instant, Eidolon warped above him.
"Black Hole!" Eidolon summoned a gravitational vortex and hurled it towards JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon dodged, but the black hole pursued him relentlessly.
JewelBeemon changed direction and flew straight at Eidolon.
Eidolon released the black hole and called upon a new power. "Rain of Light!"
Hundreds of light beams cascaded from the sky. JewelBeemon braced himself, enduring the onslaught until it ceased.
Eidolon then created three clones, all of whom flew toward JewelBeemon.
One clone appeared to his right, firing a red beam of light.
Another clone appeared to his left, firing a blue beam of light.
The third clone appeared in front of him, firing a green beam of light.
JewelBeemon twisted and dodged, but the clones kept firing beams, forcing him to retreat as the Eidolon clones closed in on him.
"Goddammit, Eidolon! Why are your powers so fucking broken?!" JewelBeemon screamed.
JewelBeemon zeroed in on the real Eidolon, who was lurking in the back, and lunged with his spear.
"Spike Buster!" JewelBeemon roared, his spear slicing through the air at light speed.
Eidolon's barrier blocked the attack, the impact creating a powerful shockwave.
"Phase One!" JewelBeemon shouted, activating the heat-absorbing Tinkertech. Yet, Eidolon's barrier remained unyielding.
"Phase Two!" JewelBeemon yelled. The Tinkertech erupted in searing flames, finally shattering Eidon's barrier.
Just as the flames surged forward, Eidolon teleported away, narrowly escaping the inferno.
"I am not impressed," Eidolon said. "Is that everything you can do? Attack with a burst of strength, absorb heat, and unleash it? I got careless once, and you harmed me. Not anymore. This battle is over."
Eidolon conjured a formidable barrier around himself and summoned a power capable of generating an explosion with the force of a hydrogen bomb.
"Goodbye, Bait," Eidolon said ominously.
The explosion erupted with cataclysmic intensity. JewelBeemon attempted to escape, but the blast overtook him. "Phase One!" he shouted, relying on Leet's Tinkertech to mitigate the impact. It partially succeeded, absorbing some of the explosion's heat.
JewelBeemon barely survived, crashing into the ocean.
Eidolon watched as JewelBeemon emerged from the water and soared back into the sky, ready to continue the fight.
"Are you going to give up? You can't possibly beat me," Eidolon stated.
JewelBeemon remained silent; his actions will speak for him.
In an instant, he appeared before Eidolon, thrusting his spear. "Spike Buster!"
JewelBeemon's spear struck Eidolon's barrier with blinding speed.
Eidolon's barrier endured the onslaught. He countered with a beam of light.
JewelBeemon endured the hit and unleashed more spear strikes. "Spike Buster! Spike Buster! Spike Buster!"
Eidolon struggled to mount an effective defense. He noticed his barrier starting to crack and quickly warped through space to escape.
JewelBeemon reappeared in front of Eidolon, thrusting his spear at light speed. "Spike Buster! Spike Buster! Spike Buster!"
Eidolon hastily erected another barrier, only for it to be shattered instantly.
Forced to retreat, Eidolon fled, but JewelBeemon pursued him with relentless determination, his spear shattering every barrier in his path.
Desperate, Eidolon frantically searched for a barrier strong enough to withstand JewelBeemon's unstoppable assault. Finally, he activated a barrier capable of enduring the relentless spear strikes.
"Phase Two!" JewelBeemon shouted, unleashing an inferno of flames that shattered Eidolon's barrier and burned his entire body.
"Argh!" Eidolon screamed in agony.
Eidolon teleported away, his wounds healing instantly.
In a flash, JewelBeemon appeared before him again, spear poised for attack. Eidolon summoned another barrier.
"Phase One!" JewelBeemon shouted, driving his spear forward. The spear absorbed the heat and shattered the barrier. Eidolon narrowly avoided being impaled by warping away.
"Die!" Eidolon screamed, unleashing thousands of lasers at JewelBeemon. With superhuman speed and reflexes, JewelBeemon evaded every single one.
The battle became a grueling stalemate.
For JewelBeemon, fighting Eidolon was like running a marathon with a broken leg—painful and worsening with each passing moment. He was accumulating significant damage.
It was also a mental battle, trying to decide which attack to use to break Eidolon's barriers and inflict the most damage. Should he use Spike Buster to attack with a spear that travels at the speed of light, Phase One to absorb the heat from the barrier, or Phase Two to unleash the accumulated heat?
The battle dragged on, feeling like it lasted for hours.
Eventually, Eidolon found a power that could create a barrier capable of effortlessly blocking JewelBeemon's Spike Buster, as well as both Phase One and Phase Two of Leet's Tinkertech weapon.
With this near-unbreakable barrier in place, Eidolon relentlessly attacked JewelBeemon with a range of different powers, pushing JewelBeemon to his limits.
JewelBeemon was losing badly and couldn't even fight back.
But he had one final trick up his metaphorical sleeve.
Standing ten feet from Eidolon, JewelBeemon spoke the words that had once defeated him: "You needed worthy opponents."
Eidolon cocked his head, puzzled. Slowly, the horrible truth dawned on him.
Eidolon slouched, looking down.
JewelBeemon prepared to attack.
Suddenly, a laser slammed into JewelBeemon.
A rectangular portal opened behind Eidolon, and Alexandria pulled him through, closing the portal behind them.
JewelBeemon stared at the spot where Eidolon had vanished, unable to believe what he had just witnessed. "He got away?"
Legend floated toward JewelBeemon and declared, "I am ending this fight. Bait, you have caused a national panic, accused one of our greatest heroes of a despicable crime, and committed various other offenses, including murder and theft. We are placing you under arrest."
Alexandria returned, standing next to Legend. "Come with us, or we will use force!"
JewelBeemon had failed to kill Eidolon, and his plan had backfired. He ignored Alexandria and Legend as he muttered to himself, "If only I had killed Eidolon in this battle, I could have prevented so many deaths in the next Endbringer attack... What should I do now?"
Alexandria asked angrily. "Why did you do this? If you're wrong, you've condemned an innocent hero. If you are correct, the PRT will be damaged by this scandal. You should have come to us, and we could have found a solution."
"Are you scared of the truth, Rebecca?" JewelBeemon asked. "I know about your sick monster fetish. Why else would you kidnap people and turn them into monstrous Case 53. Legend, your friends are terrible people."
Alexandria said, "He's obviously lying, trying to twist the facts."
JewelBeemon said, "Rebecca, you were a sick child and you hated when the adults lied to you. Isn't it a cruel sense of irony that you are lying to your dearest friend and the world?"
Suddenly, Alexandria charged at JewelBeemon at full speed.
Casually positioning his spear, JewelBeemon murmured, "Spike Buster."
He thrust his spear at the speed of light into Alexandria's stomach, sending her flying into the ocean.
Alexandria slammed into the water's surface and disappeared beneath the waves. JewelBeemon waited anxiously, but there was no sign of her resurfacing.
Concerned, he muttered, "Whoops, I might have killed her."
Legend retaliated, sending thousands of lasers crashing down upon JewelBeemon.
When the barrage ended, Legend's eyes widened in horror as JewelBeemon stood undamaged.
JewelBeemon said. "You are a good person, Legend, but you are a horrible hero. Eidolon created the Endbringers. The rest of Cauldron created Case 53. You do nothing as the world suffers. How can you call yourself a Hero!?!"
Legend stood firm. "I don't know what you're talking about. Eidolon isn't just a comrade; he's our friend. We'll protect him from you."
Alexandria returned looking like a wet cat. She said sternly, "You're not just fighting us. You're up against the entire PRT."
Aircraft shaped like dragons surrounded JewelBeemon, with drones deploying to encircle him.
Narwhal and Exalt appeared in the air beside Dragon.
Dragon's voice echoed from her aircraft. "Bait! Surrender now!"
'Greg,' JewelBeemon sent a telepathic message, 'Armor Digivolve me with the Digimental of Friendship.'
A small portal opened beside JewelBeemon, revealing Master, Uber, and Leet.
JewelBeemon reverted to Wormmon and fell into the ocean.
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Friendship.
Greg commanded, "Digi Armour Energize!"
"Wormmon Digivolve to Togemogumon!" Wormmon shouted.
As Togemogumon emerged, the air grew bitterly cold around Legend, Alexandria, and Dragon. The ocean froze, and they faced a monstrous creature with glowing yellow eyes.
Greg, Leet and Uber were hiding in a secluded basement tucked away in Brockton Bay.
Inside the base, they had set up a comfortable space with a TV and a couch. Currently playing on the screen was a fierce battle between Legend and Alexandria against Togemogumon, which Leet was meticulously recording with his hidden drones.
Uber, holding a portal gun, turned to Greg with a question, "Hey, Master, can I ask about that new Digivolution form?"
Greg nodded his head, "Sure, go ahead. You guys are sticking your necks out for us. I can at least answer your question."
Uber pondered aloud, "Is Togemogumon a Mega Digimon?"
Greg corrected him gently, "Not exactly. It's not classified as a Mega Digimon, but it definitely has the power of a Mega Digimon. That's an Armor Digivolution."
Leet interjected with surprise, "So that's an Armor Digivolution! I didn't realize they could be that potent."
Greg explained further, "Turns out Bait and I have a strong affinity for the Digimental of Friendship. When Bait Armor Digivolves with it, his power rivals even that of Mega Digimons."
Leet chuckled skeptically, "So, the power of friendship is going to save the world?"
Greg replied with a knowing smile, "Yes, after all, this is all just Digimon shenanigans."
Uber, still puzzled, questioned, "Digimon shenanigans?"
Greg replied sagely, "Digimon shenanigans," as if it explained everything.
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POV Legend
Togemogumon unleashed its icy power, freezing the ocean and unleashing a deadly snowstorm.
The air was filled with an eerie clicking and crackling, the sound of ice stretching and breaking.
Dragon Aircrafts that dared approach Togemogumon were mercilessly brought down, crashing onto the frozen ocean's surface, instantly encased in ice.
"Legend," a voice crackled through the intercom. "Thirty-five feet from Bait's location is now a lethal cold zone. Entering it means instant freezing. Beware, the cold zone is spreading."
Alexandria's voice was steely. "Hit Bait with everything we've got. We can't allow his Shaker power to grow."
Legend's command was clear. "Everyone, attack from a distance!"
Legend unleashed a torrent of light beam attacks at Togemogumon, each beam a brilliant streak against the stormy sky.
Exalt, the revered Protectorate Hero, renowned for his mastery of wind, conjured a massive tornado and sent it hurtling towards Togemogumon.
Narwhal, the formidable Leader of the Guild, launched a violent crystal forcefield beam, its energy crackling with power.
Dragon Aircrafts launched missiles, their trails arcing through the air toward the icy behemoth.
Togemogumon withstood the onslaught. Legend's laser beams pelted it, Narwhal's forcefield slices, and Exalt's tornado hit. The missiles exploded midair, never reaching their target.
Legend scanned Togemogumon, concerned deepening as he saw no visible damage. This was going to be a grueling fight.
From above, Alexandria dove, her fist slamming into Togemogumon's icy back with immense force. The impact shattered the ground beneath, sending ice and snow flying and a deafening boom echoing across the battlefield.
Legend felt a spark of hope, believing Alexandria's strike had finally damaged Togemogumon.
As the debris cleared, Alexandria remained in her striking pose, her fist embedded in Togemogon's icy back.
Legend's hope turned to horror. Alexandria wasn't moving. Togemogumon slowly tilted, and Alexandria slid off, landing motionless on the hard ocean floor, frozen in the very pose of her attack.
Dragon's voice crackled through the intercom, "Alexandria is frozen."
Legend, Narwhal, and Exalt tensed.
Narwhal exclaimed, "That doesn't make sense! Alexandria wouldn't freeze. This must be a secondary power it's using."
Exalt added, "That's a Mega Digimon. No wonder Master and Bait were confident they could kill Eidolon. They had an overpowered monster on their side."
Narwhal asked, "What does Mega Digimon even mean?"
Legend replied, "It means we're fighting a creature that rivals an Endbringer and could potentially destroy the world."
Togemogon's voice cut through the air, "Are you done talking? I will be attacking now."
Togemogumon shouted loudly, "Hail Machine Gun!"
The crystals on Togemogumon's back shot out like deadly projectiles toward Legend, Exalt, Narwhal, and the Dragon Aircraft.
Legend fired lasers at the incoming ice crystals, shattering a few, but more kept coming. "Retreat!" he yelled, flying back to avoid the barrage.
Narwhal was too slow. An ice crystal pierced her forcefield and lightly touched her. She froze instantly and plummeted to the ocean floor.
Exalt summoned a tornado to deflect the crystals, but one circled around and grazed his back. He froze mid-air and began to fall.
The ice crystals sliced through the Dragon Aircrafts like a knife through butter, leaving a trail of destruction.
A group of crystals caught Exalt and Narwhal, laying their frozen forms on the icy ocean surface.
Togemogumon continued to create more ice crystals, filling the sky with a relentless storm of icy death.
Togemogumon's voice echoed through the air, "Legend, surrender now and stop fighting. I have defeated all your allies and I have no reason to fight you."
Legend's voice was defiant. "I will not surrender until my last breath. I will keep fighting!"
Togemogumon chuckled, a sinister sound. "Oh, Legend. A misguided hero, convinced he's on the side of good."
Togemogumon conjured an ice mountain beneath his feet and rode it towards Legend.
Feeling the temperature plummet, Legend swiftly retreated, trying to maintain his distance. The ice crystals swarmed around him as Togemogumon advanced.
Legend unleashed a barrage of lasers—millions of them—at Togemogumon. But the Togemogumon remained unscathed. Legend tried every variation—heat, cutting, freezing. He poured more power into his attacks, but Togemogumon didn't even slow down. Desperation grew as Legend realized the Togemogumon's durability was beyond comprehension.
Legend aimed a wide blast of lasers at Alexandria. He might not be able to defeat Togemogumon, but Alexandria could still find a way.
The heat lasers struck Alexandria, thawing her out. She moved with renewed determination.
Togemogumon turned his attention to her. "Rebecca, do us all a favor and take a nice ice nap."
He sent thousands of crystal shards hurtling toward Alexandria.
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POV Alexandria
Alexandria saw thousands of crystal shards hurtling towards her.
She bolted, flying at top speed as the shards pursued her like a relentless serpent.
Alexandria flew so fast that she lost track of her speed. Her plan was to outrun the shards.
But no matter how far or fast she flew, the shards kept up. Zigzagging didn't shake them either.
As Alexandria sped through the chaos, deftly dodging the lethal crystal shards, her mind whirred with plans.
A sudden realization struck her: why had Bait lured Eidolon to the ocean instead of fighting on land? To avoid collateral damage. Master and Bait didn't want innocent people caught in the crossfire.
She considered her next move carefully. Bait was too powerful to defeat head-on, but his conscience meant he wouldn't harm innocents.
To Alexanderia's horror, she witnessed Legend getting hit by an ice crystal. The Leader of the Protectorates was frozen solid.
Legend dropped into the frozen ocean.
Alexandria was going to fly and catch, even with ice crystals blocking her.
To Alexandria's relief, the crystal shards collected Legend and placed him on the frozen ocean.
Alexandria kept dodging the ice crystals. Thinking of a plan.
As a last resort, Alexandria decided she could use civilians as shields. If Bait was willing to kill Eidolon, he might risk civilian casualties. However, another plan would be better. She needed a new target.
She devised a plan and shouted, "Door to Master!"
A rectangular door appeared, and Alexandria flew through it.
She found herself in a basement with Master, Leet, and Uber lounging on a couch.
Without hesitation, Alexandria grabbed Master by the collar and hoisted him into the air. "I have you now, Master."
Greg, dangling helplessly, sighed, "Well, this isn't going as planned. A little help, guys?"
Uber shrugged, "Dude, she's way out of our league."
Leet nodded in agreement. "Yeah, what he said."
In a desperate move, Greg pulled out a Tinkertech pistol modeled after a Mass Effect weapon and pointed it at Alexandria's temple. With a click of the trigger, he fired. The bullet bounced off her without leaving a scratch.
Unfazed, Alexandria said. "Any other tricks?"
Greg grinned, reaching for his backup plan. He pulled out a Pokéball and shouted, "Gotta catch 'em all!" He threw it with dramatic flair, hoping for a miracle.
The Pokéball opened with a flash of red light, and… nothing happened.
"Huh?" Greg blinked in confusion.
"Ahem," Leet coughed awkwardly. "The Pokéball only shoots out a red light."
Greg gaped. "Why? I thought it was supposed to capture stuff!"
Leet shrugged. "Budget cuts, man."
Greg regretted investing in useless Tinkertech gadgets. Meanwhile, Alexandria, unfazed by their antics, shouted, "Door to Bait!"
A portal opened, and she flew through, dragging Greg along with her.
On the other side, Alexandria confronted Bait, holding Greg as a makeshift shield. "Bait!" she shouted, "Return to your pre-evolution form, or I will squash Master like a bug!"
Togemogumon seethed with frustration. "Alexandria, you coward!"
Alexandria tightened her grip on Greg. "Do you want to see your partner's head explode like a watermelon? One squeeze is all it takes."
Greg, with a resigned expression, said, "Bait, I'm willing to die if it means saving the world."
Togemogumon said, "I'm not letting you die. I'd rather see the world burn than lose you."
Reluctantly, Togemogumon de-digivolved into Wormmon.
Both Greg and Wormmon were escorted to the Brockton Bay Protectorate HQ.
Greg was unmasked, stripped of his costume and wearing a white jumper suit.
The room he was in was padded and he was chained to the wall. A toilet was in the corner of the room.
No light was visible and he was in complete darkness. It was freezing cold and worse, it was getting colder as time passed.
Greg tried to alert the guards that it was freezing cold in the room, but the guards ignored him.
Greg huddled in for warmth.
"Ahhchoo!" Greg sneezed loudly.
Wormmon telepathically says, 'Greg, are you okay?'
Greg telepathically replied. 'I am freezing in here. I think they are trying to turn me into a popsicle.'
Wormmon telepathically said, 'I'm sorry. I failed.'
'We'll get through this.'
Wormmon was silent.
Greg telepathically said. 'We need to pass the time. Why don't you tell me the story of Dragon Ball? You probably have it memorized.'
Wormmon replied telepathically, 'OK, Greg.'
Wormmon narrates the story of Dragon Ball to Greg.
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POV Piggot.
The conference room was crowded. Nearly every Brockton Bay Protectorate Hero and the Wards were in the room, the other department heads in Brockton Bay, from Department Security to the Department of Accounting, were in the room.
There were so many people in the room that there weren't even enough chairs and people had to stand.
Piggot felt it in the air. History was happening.
Piggot sat at the head of the table and started to connect to the conference call.
The TV monitor started to display the faces of the other Directors.
Director West
Director Seneca
Director Carr
Director Armstrong
Director Hearthrow
Director Wikins
Director Knox
Director Gilpatrick
Piggot also noted some Directors from other PRT Branches like Director Tagg, in the meeting.
Director Wikins said, "Where is the Chief Director and Triumvirate?"
Director West said, "Chief Director is dealing with international politics and the Triumvirates are still recovering from the battle with M*stubate. All morning, I've been talking to the President about this matter. My schedule has been more full than before. I can't even imagine what the Chief Director is dealing with. She's probably running around putting out fires."
Director Knox said, "How convenient that the Triumvirate are missing. When they caused this garbage fire. Do you know what the press and news are saying? We staged the Endbringers battles to further our own agenda! Ridiculous hogwash!"
"Let's get straight to the point," Director Seneca said. "What do we need to do to clean up this disaster?" M*stubate has started a witch hunt."
Director Piggot said in great pain, "Seneca and West, they don't call themselves M*stubate. They call themselves Master and Bait."
Director Hearthrow said, "This is no time for jokes. We need to take action, or the entire situation will be uncontrollable."
Director Armstrong asked, "Director Piggot, do you believe the Master is telling the truth about Eidolon creating the Endbringers?"
"Honestly," Director Piggot said. "Their history and the risk they took to warn us. I believe it is true. A similar incident happened when Master and Bait warned the entire city about Bakuda bombings. Even if that incident is a fluke, Master and Bait have taken down Coil's Organization, ABB and Empire 88 from the city in a single month. It is as if they know the future."
Director Wikins said, "Can we really believe that Eidolon created the Endbringer? He is one of our greatest heroes!"
Director Tagg said, "We will need to eliminate Eidolon."
Director Seneca said, "How would we even kill Eidolon?"
Director West said, "No one is killing anyone until we have all the facts. Master and Bait have been captured. We can have WatchDog investigate them and they will tell us the truth."
Director Hearthrow asked, "What if the truth that WatchDog discovers is that Eidolon created the Endbringers? Everyone in this room knows what is at stake here. This decision can determine if the PRT survives."
Director Armstrong said, "I am more worried about humanity surviving than my job. If Eidolon did create the Endbringers, we would need to gather more information."
Director Tagg said, "We will need to nuke Eidolon. Drastic action is required in dire situations."
All the Directors spoke up, talking about plans and contingencies and then started a shouting match between each other.
Director Piggot had a feeling this would be a long meeting.
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POV Wormmon
Wormmon was in a small animal cage in Armsmaster's Tinkertech lab.
Armsmaster was taking samples of Wormmon and prodding him with metal instruments.
Wormmon felt violated and helpless.
Armsmaster said, "Fascinating."
Alexandria was watching Wormmon with critical eyes.
Alexandria said to Armsmaster, "You've been examining and giving a wide range of tests on that thing. What exactly is it?"
Armsmaster responded, "Well, it is not a carbon-based lifeform. It's not an Endbringer either. The best comparison I have is some kind of projection. Bait is all DATA if my reading is accurate. He is not made of atoms like we are, he is made of DATA and some sort of energy. Hmmm, if my theory is right. I might be able to make a copy of this life form."
Alexandria said, "Is that true?"
Armsmaster said, "I will need to do more tests and further studies."
Wormmon said, "I would like to speak with a lawyer."
Alexandria said, "You are not a citizen of the USA. Which means you don't enjoy those privileges. We can keep you here as long as we want. Daily experiments and a wide range of tests. We can make your stay here uncomfortable. Unless you answer some of my questions."
Wormmon said. "What do you want to know? I am not answering all your questions, but I don't want to be experimented on."
Alexandria asked, "Who created you?"
"Hmmmm. Well, that's a long story," Wormmon said. "You know about the Entities? The Fairy Goddess and the Fairy God."
Alexandria said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Wormmon said, "Oh, I know that you know what I am referring to. The source of every Parahuman powers. The FAIRIES. In a strange, twisted way, Eidolon is my uncle."
Alexandria said, "You are lying."
"Come on, Rebecca Costa-Brown, or do you want me to refer to you as the Chief Director of the PRT?" Wormmon said in delight. "Let me finish. Eidolon powers come from the dead Fairy Goddess. Eidolon created the Endbringers. Eidolon is considered the creator or parent figure of the Endbringer, you can say he's the Endbringer Daddy if you get what I'm saying."
Alexandria said, "What does this have to do with who created you?"
Wormmon said. "The Fairy Goddess and the Fairy God have the same power. Sometimes the powers are funhouse mirror reflections of each other. Examples are Scion's fuck you beam and Hero's Tinkertech. Those two powers are a reflection of each other. My creator or my mom's power comes from the Fairy God. Her counterpart power is Eidolon, who gets his power from the Fairy Goddess. My mom created me, so my uncle is Eidolon and my cousins are the Endbringers. What a large family am I right?"
Armsmaster said, "My Lie Detector isn't working. But Bait is obviously lying."
Alexandria said, "If that is all true. Who is your mother?"
Armsmaster looked at Alexandria like she was crazy that she would even consider the possibility that Bait wasn't lying.
Wormmon replied, "I am not telling you."
Alexandria said, "I don't think you understand your positions. I can make you go through hell, I can torture you for information and a whole array of experiments are waiting for you."
Wormmon replied, "Rebecca, I hate you. You experiment on innocent people and turn them into monsters for your sick fetish. You created the PRT, which is horrible at its job and allows villain capes to escape with ease. You committed so many sins that your peers are Hitler, Attila the Hun and Martin Shkreli. Worst of all is your incompetence. Cauldron will fail and if there is an afterlife, I want all of you to burn in hell for the rest of eternity."
Alexandria said, "I will make you talk."
Wormmon replied, "You must be glad that Hero died. If he saw the person you are today, he would be disgusted."
Alexandria didn't say anything. She went to the table, picked up a remote and pressed it.
Wormmon felt the cage electrifying and it shocked him painfully.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH," Wormmon cried out in pain. He kept crying out in pain as Alexandria watched him suffer.
Alexandria stopped electrocuting Wormmon when he ceased screaming.
Wormmon felt his body twitch uncontrollably as he curled up into a ball.
Alexandria moved to the cage and said, "Listen to my words. From now on, I am your God. I get to decide if you live or die. So you better choose your words carefully or there will be consequences."
Wormmon said nothing.
Armsmaster steps back from Alexandria.
Alexandria placed the remote back on the table and walked out of the lab.
Wormmon was crying as his body was shaking from being in so much pain.
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POV Director West
Director West was in his office in the PRT Building in Washington, D.C.
Director West was looking over the destruction that Bait caused fighting the Triumvirate in the Atlantic Ocean.
Thirty miles of ocean were frozen, killing millions of aquatic life. He couldn't imagine how much damage Bait would cause if he entered the city.
Director West was going to have to talk to Congress, the Senate, and even the President about this event. They would grill him for answers.
Someone was frantically knocking on his door. Before Director West could respond, PRT Agent Smith, Redcoat and Martin entered the room without waiting.
"Director! Did you check your email!" Agent Smith said it with a haunting look on his face. "The time traveler sent you an email message!"
Director West was going to yell at the agents, but the haunting and terrifying look on their faces made him pause.
Director West opened his email and saw that the violent vigilante Master sent him an email. He opened the email and read the content.
Leviathan will attack Washington D.C. tomorrow.
Director West felt his heart drop as he heard the haunting sound of the emergency Endbringers alarm in the distance.
You know from how this chapter plays out it seems like either they are trying to be the most evil and corrupt they can be, first by breaking the unwritten rules and unmasking Greg which would get so many villains pissed off, and by torturing a second captive for no reason and armsmaster not even batting a eye or trying to stop it means when it comes out there screwed.
You know from how this chapter plays out it seems like either they are trying to be the most evil and corrupt they can be, first by breaking the unwritten rules and unmasking Greg which would get so many villains pissed off, and by torturing a second captive for no reason and armsmaster not even batting a eye or trying to stop it means when it comes out there screwed.
Yup Greg and Wormmon are getting the Taylor treatment.
Ironically in the original source material, Skitter stood up for Alexandria when it came out that Case 53 and other messed up stuff came to light in Echidna incident. Skitter knew the world needed Triumvirate to help them from the Endbringer. She asked the betrayed capes to think rationally before codeming the Triumvirates. What does Alexandria do? She psychology tortures Skitter. Tries to get Skitter to attack her so she doesn't get a day in court.
The list of sins Alexandria has committed are long and the way the PRT turned out is just sad.
Alexandria walked through the portal door to a desert with pitch-dark sand. The location of the first battle with Behemoth was in Marun Field, Iran.
Alexandria found Eidolon looking in the distance. She stood next to him.
Alexandria and Eidolon stood amidst the debris, their forms silhouetted against the flickering remnants of desert sunlight.
"Eidolon," Alexandria's voice cut through the silence, clear and composed. "Why here?"
Eidolon turned to her, his eyes haunted and his posture slumped. The weight of countless battles and impossible decisions bore down on him, his once unshakable confidence is now a fragile shell. "Alexandria," he began, his voice trembling. "I need you to do something for me."
She tilted her head slightly, her piercing gaze unyielding. "What is it that you need?"
He took a deep breath, struggling to find the words. "I need you to kill me."
The air between them grew still, the gravity of his request hanging heavily. Alexandria's expression remained unchanged, like a statue carved from ice. "No," she said simply, her tone cold but not unkind. "The world still needs you."
"Needs me?" Eidolon's laugh was hollow and broken. "I'm a failure, Alexandria. The Endbringers.. I can't stop them."
"You're not a failure," she replied. "You're our strongest hero. We need you."
He shook his head, despair etched into his features. "I'm not strong enough. I thought I could be the hero the world needed, but I can't even save myself."
Alexandria reached out, her hand resting on his shoulder, firm and steady. "You are strong, Eidolon. Stronger than you know. The Endbringers are relentless, yes, but so are we. So are you."
"I'm scared, Alexandria. I don't know how much more I can take."
For a moment, a flicker of warmth softened her gaze. "I know," she said quietly. "But giving up is not an option. Not for you, not for any of us. We fight, and we keep fighting, because that's what the world needs."
He looked into her eyes, searching for solace and for some glimmer of hope. "What if I'm not enough?"
"You are," she answered with unwavering certainty. "And even if you doubt it, we believe in you. I believe in you."
Eidolon closed his eyes, taking in her words and letting them sink into the depths of his battered spirit. When he opened them again, the resolve was still fragile but present. "I'll try," he whispered. "I'll keep trying."
"That's all we can do," Alexandria replied, her hand squeezing his shoulder before letting go. "And together, we'll find a way."
As they stood in the ruins, two heroes were bound by the weight of the world.
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POV Wormmon.
Wormmon was still in a cage within Armsmaster's Tinkertech lab.
As the alarms blared to life, he watched Armsmaster leave in a hurry.
Wormmon had always planned ahead. He and Greg had devised a backup plan: if things went south, an email would be sent out to warn everyone about Leviathan's impending attack.
Wormmon was in pain, with an ache pulsating through his entire body.l. He closed his eyes, wishing for the pain to subside with a bit of rest.
The lab fell silent, providing a peaceful backdrop for Wormmon's recovery.
Hours later, the door of the lab creaked open, and the soft pitter-patter of boots echoed in the room.
A cheerful young voice called out to Wormmon, "Bait, I am here to break you out."
Wormmon opened his eyes and saw the familiar face of Weather Girl, known to him as Dinah Alcott.
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POV Greg
Greg shivered in his cold cell.
The door creaked open, and Triumph strolled in.
Greg mumbled sleepily, "Finally! Here to interrogate me, Triumph?"
Triumph chuckled. "You are the biggest troll I've ever met, Greg. You told me the Protectorates created the Endbringers. The context was important. You've been planning this all along, haven't you? Taking down Shadow Stalker, saving Dinah from Coil, warning us about Bakuda, and defeating every gang in the city. From my perspective, you're just hogging the glory."
Greg laughed. "It's not my fault you guys wouldn't listen and work with us. We could have shared some of those heroic deeds. Anyway, lead me to the interrogation room. It's got to be better than this icebox."
Triumph shook his head. "I'm not taking you to the interrogation room. I'm getting you out of here. This is a prison break."
Greg grinned. "You're my hero."
Triumph said. "I know. Now, let's get you out of here."
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Greg and Triumph stood atop the roof of the Protectorate HQ, anxiously waiting.
When they spotted Weather Girl's raincoat, both felt a wave of relief wash over them.
As she approached, Greg noticed the purple bruises marring Wormmon's body—clear signs of torture.
Weather Girl, her hands trembling, gently handed Wormmon to Greg.
Greg carefully cradled Wormmon, who looked up and said, "Hi."
"Hi," Greg replied, his heart felt horrible about Wormmon's condition.
Then, with a determined look, Wormmon said, "Wormmon Digivolve to Stingmon."
A bright light enveloped Wormmon, and he transformed into Stingmon.
Stingmon flexed his hands. "No more injuries."
Then, he de-digivolved back to Wormmon, fully healed and free of bruises.
"Greg, are you okay?" Wormmon asked.
"I'm better off than you," Greg replied, concern lacing his voice. "You look like you've been through hell."
"Yeah," Wormmon sighed. "But it was worth it. I really hate Alexandria, that hardass."
Weather Girl chimed in, "I saw the numbers. You need to go to Washington D.C., or more people will die."
Triumph added, "The only reason you're out of your cell is because everyone's worried about Leviathan. Plus, Weather Girl is very convincing."
Wormmon nodded. "Okay, let's go to Washington D.C. and end this once and for all."
"No," Greg said, his voice firm. "You've fought every member of the Triumvirate and tried to save the world. Look what happened to you! You were hurt more than I've ever seen. The next time, you could die."
"Greg," Wormmon said. "The people of this world are suffering under the Triumvirate. Legend turns a blind eye to his friend's sins. Eidolon causes destruction with the Endbringers. Alexandria's incompetence is giving me an aneurysm. I'll crush their hopes and dreams, then throw the biggest party and breakdance on their shattered dreams!"
Triumph shook his head. "You're the most spiteful person I've ever met."
"I'm not just spiteful, I'm also a lover," Worrmon declared. "As a lover, I love my mom, Greg, the Undersiders, Bulma, and even you two. I love this crazy world that has become my cherished home. Every lover needs to be a fighter. Because what kind of love would it be if I didn't fight to protect it?"
Greg smiled. "Dude, that was very romantic."
Dinah added, "I think it's sweet."
Triumph asked, "Greg and Wormmon, are you two heading to the Endbringer battle?"
Greg gave a wide smile and a thumbs up. "I am also a lover."
"Wonderful," Wormmon shouted, then declared, "Wormmon Warp Digivolve to JewelBeemon!"
A bright light enveloped Wormmon, transforming him into JewelBeemon.
"Come on, Greg," JewelBeemon said, holding his hand out. "Let's go."
Greg grabbed JewelBeemon's hand, swiftly, JewelBeemon pulled Greg into his chest and was flying through the air.
The Protectorates HQ Barrier blocked JewelBeemon's path forward. With a swing of his spear, he broke the barrier and flew away.
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Greg and JewelBeemon returned to their Hero Base.
Waiting in the Hero Base were four packages.
Greg said, "These are all from ROB."
JewelBeemon de-digivolved to Wormmon.
Wormmon said, "This is the first time I've ever seen him send more than one package. We are going to the Leviathan battle, and we are going to need all the help we can get."
Greg opened the four packages.
Digimental of Light. An egg-shaped Digimental that has tucked in wings and bird feet.
Digimental of Hope. An egg-shaped Digimental that has yellow bat-like wings.
Digimental of Miracles. A boxy shaped Digimental and resemblance bulky with an armor design
Greg opened the last package and found a golden ring.
Wormmon saw the ring and said, "That's a Holy Ring! It's a busted item that can do a lot of stuff. I know that one of the effects is that if I wear it, it will make me stronger."
"Awesome," Greg placed the Holy Ring around Wormmon's neck like a collar. "How much stronger does it make you?"
A note fell from the sky.
Bro the Holy Ring will make the equipped Digimon four times more powerful. Cautious Holy Ring might explode. From Rob.
Wormmon yelled out, "What do you mean it will explode?!"
Greg said in worry, "Should you be wearing the Holy Ring?"
Wormmon said, "I am going to have to risk it, especially since I need the boost in power."
Greg picked up the Digimental of Light. "Let's get testing the different Digimentals. Maybe one of the new Digivolutions will have useful powers."
Wormmon said, "Let's do it."
Greg held the Digimental of Light. "Digi Armour Energize!"
Wormmon glowed brightly and Digivolved into Kongoumon.
Kongoumon resembled a golden beetle with six arms each holding a vajra.
Greg said, "So shiny."
Kongoumon said, "I can create miracles. If I charge enough power, I can do anything to reality with my vajra."
Greg said happily and excitedly, "Then can you destroy the Endbringers!?"
Kongoumon said, "Even with the Holy Ring equipped with me, it will take me twenty-five years of storing power to destroy an Endbringer. But I can do practically anything. I have a plan."
Kongoumon de-digivolved to Wormmon.
Wormmon said, "Warp Digivolve to JewelBeemon!"
Wormmon glowed brightly and Digivolved to JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon said, "Get in the van, we are going to Washington D.C."
"I'm confused. Am I driving to Washington D.C.?" Greg said, "I am not going to be able to make it there."
JewelBeemon said, "I am going to carry the van with you inside the van to Washington D.C. With the speed I am going, I need you to be in the van so you don't die from the speed I am traveling."
"Alright, let me get my backup costume!" Greg said. Greg went away to get dressed.
Greg returned dressed as his cape persona Master and went into the flowery van. JewelBeemon lifted the van with Greg in it and flew toward Washington D.C.
Greg's screams could be heard as JewelBeemon moved above supersonic speeds.
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Less than a minute later.
JewelBeemon reached Washington D.C. and dropped the van in the streets.
JewelBeemon checked on Greg.
Greg was in the back with a dizzy expression. Greg said, "Let's never do that again. I saw my life pass through my eyes."
JewelBeemon said sheepishly, "Sorry."
JewelBeemon carried Greg to a tall building to avoid getting hit by Leviathan's floods.
JewelBeemon de-digivolved to Wormmon.
Wormmon said, "Can you evolve me to Kongoumon? You are going to need to use the Digimental of Miracles."
"Sure," Greg said. "Digi Armour Energize!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Miracles.
Wormmon glowed brightly and Digivolved into Kongoumon.
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Kongoumon said, "I am going to gather power to create a miracle."
Greg said, "What kind of miracle."
Kongoumon said, "A miracle that will save us all. Hopefully no one attacks us until Leviathan shows up."
Kongoumon crossed his legs as he sat down on the rooftop and he started gathering power. He glowed a golden color.
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POV Legend.
Legend stood in the center of the cape gathering, feeling the weight of the moment. Normally, he'd be pleased to see so many capes volunteering to battle Leviathan, but these were far from normal circumstances.
Eidolon leaned against the wall, attracting wary, hostile glances from many of the capes present, almost as if he were the enemy.
Among the crowd, Legend spotted Bol'shoy Krasnyy, a senior member of the Russian Red Gauntlet. Known as Big Red in English, he was a formidable brute and changer, rivaling Alexandria in strength with incredible regenerative abilities. Rumor had it he survived a nuclear meltdown and served as the muscle for the Red Gauntlet. His mad glint was fixed on Eidolon from across the room.
But Big Red wasn't the only foreign presence. The Yangban had sent twelve agents, all standing perfectly still. Among them was Number 33, a rare Trump who could deactivate a power with just a glance.
Legend noticed the Sentai Elite, the old Japanese hero team thought to have been destroyed by Leviathan. The primary colors—Blue, Yellow, and Red Sentai Elite—stood ready for battle, their body language showing their determination.
It was almost impossible for Legend to keep track of all the threats aimed at Eidolon. The Travelers, Dark Society, Undersiders, and numerous other groups with grudges against the Endbringers were all present.
Alexandria approached Legend and whispered, "Master and Bait have escaped. They were spotted in Washington D.C."
Legend grimaced. Bait alone could turn the entire area into a frozen hell. They needed Eidolon or a very good strategy to beat Master and Bait.
"We are not attacking them," Legend whispered back. "We are hours away from the Endbringers battle. We will lose a direct confrontation, and we will lose the capital."
Alexandria whispered back angrily, "You don't think I know that? Master and Bait are going to be very problematic to fight. The other hostile capes can be dealt with, and I have plans set in motion. But we can't beat Bait without Eidolon. If they're smart, the same trick of holding Master hostage won't work twice."
Once again, Legend found himself making difficult choices.
It has been five long hours and Greg and Kongoumon are still sitting on top of a tall building in Washington D.C.
It was raining fiercely as Washington D.C. which was once sunny, was now in a rainstorm with hurricane winds.
The Endbringer Alarm was ringing in the air while Kongoumon was sitting cross-legged and gathering power.
For five hours straight, Kongoumon was gathering power.
Kongoumon opened his eyes and raised all of his golden vajra in the air. "Vajra," Kongoumon whispered like a prayer.
A golden light went into the sky.
Kongoumon Holy Ring exploded unexpectedly.
"Holy hell!" Greg screamed.
Kongoumon de-digivolved to Wormmon.
Wormmon said sadly, "I tried, we are all going to die..."
Greg said, "What were you trying to do?"
The sky, which was filled with storm clouds, started to open a circular hole and it expanded to cover the entire sky.
Greg couldn't describe what he was seeing and asked Wormmon. "What is that?"
"My miracle." Wormmon said, "I opened a rift to the World of Dreams."
The sky changed and it spread across Washington D.C.
"This is getting too weird," Greg said. "What is the World of Dreams?"
Wormmon said. "The World of Dreams has the power to transform dreams and emotions into reality. It also means I can digivolve multiple forms simultaneously."
Greg has a smile on his face. "You mean all your Digivolved Digimon can exist at the same time here?!"
Wormmon said, "Yes. Armor Digivolve me with every Digimental you have."
Greg shouted, "Digi Armour Energize!!!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Kindness.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Bucchiemon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Courage.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Shadramon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Knowledge.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Searchmon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Friendship.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Togemogumon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Light.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Quetzalmon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Hope.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Bullmon!"
Greg's left eye glowed with the Crest of Miracles.
"Wormmon Armor Digivolve to! Kongoumon!"
"Wormmon Digivolve to Stingmon!"
"Wormmon Warp Digivolve to JewelBeemon!"
Every Digivolution Wormmon has ever Digivolve to was standing with Greg.
Greg shouted, "Let's kickass!"
The Digimons said, "We will save the world!"
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POV Quetzalmon
Quetzalmon was flying at full speed through the air. He passed by people who were frantically trying to get into cover.
Police officers and firefighters carry children to rooftops.
Capes, both heroic and villainous, are prepared to battle a city-destroying monster.
The Undersiders were present and it made Quetzalmon both happy and worried.
On the horizon, a colossal wave was heading toward the city, threatening to destroy everything in its path.
Bastion, Shielder and so many other capes stood in a line, prepared to brace for impact.
Quetzalmon felt a level of determination he had never felt in his life. He was going to save all these brave men and women from the tidal wave. Failure was not an option.
Quetzalmon opened his wings wide and flapped his wings, generating the mother of all gusts of wind so devastating and powerful that it lifted cars and trucks. "Toltec Wind!"
The gust of wind clashed with the tidal wave and pushed the water back.
Everyone collecting breathed a sigh of relief.
Quetzalmon will be the light that guides the world to a better future.
Legend saw his approach and sent flurries of light beams at JewelBeemon.
JewelBeemon was hit, he continued forward and swung his spear at Legend.
Legend dodged with ease.
JewelBeemon knew he couldn't easily beat Legend. Legend's speed and experience made him tough to beat. However, Legend couldn't easily hurt JewelBeemon since he was a Light Attribute Digimon and an Ultimate Digimon on top of that. Legend trying to hurt him with a light attack was like trying to drown a fish with water.
JewelBeemon said, "Can you please give up? I don't want to fight you."
Legend said, "You're the one who attacked me."
JewelBeemon replied, "Are you going to protect Eidolon even though you know he created the Endbringers?"
Legend said, "He is my comrade and my friend. Won't you do the same in my position?"
"I would," JewelBeemon said. "I would rather the world burn than sacrifice my friend. Legend, I admire you. As for the other Triumvirate members, while I understand the reasoning, Alexandria and Eidolon had to do what they needed to do. Both of them are still assholes who act like royalty, and I need to kiss their asses. Honestly. They didn't tell you about their crimes against nature, not because they wanted to keep you innocent. But if they had told you, you would have left. They needed you."
JewelBeemon could honestly say Legend was the fourth-strongest parahuman in the world. The other three are held by Eidolon, Contessa and the Fairy Queen. If JewelBeemon wasn't a light-attribute Digimon, he would lose so fast that it would've been embarrassing.
JewelBeemon didn't even know how he was going to hit Legend. Legend's speed and reflexes were another class of power. Legend couldn't hurt JewelBeemon and JewelBeemon couldn't touch Legend.
"We are at an impasse," Legend said. "I am not going to betray my friend just because of some pretty words."
"Hmm, I've been thinking about your actions and the role you fill in the future, you don't really seem like a hero," JewelBeemon said. "More like the opposite of a hero."
"Are you calling me a villain?" Legend said. "That is quite insulting coming from a vigilante who follows no laws."
"You are aware of the Terminus project, right? How your friends want to experiment on Brockton Bay and make a cape warlord rule the city? How Cauldron set it up so Brockton Bay PRT is not getting the assistance the city desperately needs."
Legend replied by blasting JewelBeemon with lasers.
JewelBeemon allowed the lasers to wash over him like gentle spring rain as he continued talking. "I am just trying to understand you. I am not blaming you for the Terminus Project. After all, you really are powerless to change anything, even though you are so powerful. The opposite of a hero isn't a villain, it is a bystander. Legend, you are a bystander."
Legend shouted, "I know I made mistakes! I will do everything in my power to make it right!" He continues hitting JewelBeemon with every laser he can.
Legend was hit by hundreds of ice crystals that fell like rain on him and froze him midair, he fell to the ground.
JewelBeemon caught Legend and placed him on the ground.
JewelBeemon said to Legend, "Maybe if you had Eidolon powers, the world wouldn't be this messed up..."
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POV Stingmon
Stingmon hovered in the air, clutching dozens of eggs—the perfect weapon to take down Armsmaster.
Spotting Armsmaster alone on a rooftop, Stingmon swooped in and stood apart from the former leader of the Brockton Bay Protectorate.
Armsmaster growled, "It looks like you escaped containment. I'll have to fix that. Bait, you've broken the Endbringer Truce, and I'm going to take you down!"
Stingmon responded, "This is a robbery. Hand over the Nano-Thorn halberd," pulling out a single egg and holding it up menacingly. "Or else I'll crack you like an egg."
Armsmaster declared with unwavering confidence, "I have analyzed every battle and employed a prediction algorithm to ensure your defeat. There is no move you can make that I haven't anticipated. This Nano Thorn halberd, crafted with cutting-edge technology, and my suit, designed to withstand even the raw power of an Endbringer, make it impossible for me to lose to you."
Stingmon replied, "My egg-cellent plan is foolproof."
With a determined look, Armsmaster darted towards Stingmon, swinging his Nano Thorn halberd. In response, Stingmon launched an egg at his face, splattering a yellow yolk all over Armsmaster's faceplate.
Undeterred, Armsmaster kept charging. He swung his halberd wildly, missing by a mile. Armsmaster tried to wipe the egg off his face, but his vision blurred.
Stingmon kept hitting Armsmaster with eggs. Hitting Armsmaster's shoulder, knee and stomach.
Armsmaster charged and attacked Stingmon. Stingmon lazily sidestepped, and Armsmaster nearly toppled off the building.
Taking advantage of Armsmaster's confusion, Stingmon snatched the halberd from Armsmaster's grasp with a quick, "Yoink!"
"Give that back!" Armsmaster shouted.
Stingmon reenacted the movie 300 scene and kicked Armsmaster in the chest and yelled, "This is America!"
"Ahhh!" Armsmaster yelled as he tumbled off the building and crashed onto the sidewalk below.
"You can't make an omelet without breaking some eggs," Stingmon quipped before flying away with the newly acquired Nano Thorn halberd.
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POV Searchmon
Searchmon was searching and gathering intelligence.
He communicated to every Digimon the location of their target.
Currently, Searchmon was jumping from building to building, looking for the Travelers.
Searchmon used his power to detect sounds. A wireframe image of the entire block was opened up to him.
Searchmon saw Trickster, Sundancer, Genesis and Ballistic standing on a building.
Searchmon hurriedly went to the Travelers by jumping toward them and landing in front of the team.
The Travelers saw Seachmon and immediately were in defensive positions. Searchmon hurriedly said, "Wait, I am not here to attack you guys! Oh wow, you guys look so cool! Damn, Accord really knows the costumes! Oh no, I am getting sidetracked. I want to make a deal with you guys!"
Trickster stepped forward and said, "What kind of deal?"
"Send Noelle against Leviathan. At least stall Leviathan so me and other Digimons can kill Eidolon and end this madness once and for all. In exchange, I will heal Noelle when the battle is over."
Searchmon was being truthful about healing Noelle. Kongoumon could create any miracle if he had gathered enough power. Miracles that were possible because of science and technology didn't take much time to gather power to create the miracles. Miracles that were impossible to recreate with science and technology, such as teleportation, the resurrection of the dead and time travel, would take hours to decades.
Trickster yelled, "Are you trying to get Noelle killed?! Are you lying about healing her?!"
"Krouse," Searchmon said, "I know everything. How your group was stranded in this world. I know the road the Travelers have walked with blood, sweat, and tears you people shed in that lonely darkness. I Bait, who is on a quest to save this doomed world, promises you that I will heal Noelle! I have the power and I need your help to save this city! Please accept my deal, Travelers from another world!"
Searchmon lowered his head.
The Travelers said nothing, looking gobsmacked at Searchmon.
Sundancer said, "Krouse. I think he is serious about saving Noelle."
Ballistic said, "Master and Bait have a reputation, they took on the PRT and even predicted the Endbringer was coming here. This can be our chance."
Trickster said, "Don't you think I know that?! We have suffered so much looking for a cure! Now it falls on our lap!? There has to be a trick!"
Genesis said, "He wants Noelle to fight Leviathan. This is a deal. Regardless of whether he is telling the truth or not, he knows us. He could have blackmailed us, but he offered to heal Noelle instead. I want to accept it and end this nightmare once and for all."
The Travelers looked at Trickster with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Trickster turned to Searchmon and said, "We accept your deal. If you backstab us, you will regret it."
Searchmon said, "Thank you for putting your trust in me. I promise you won't regret it."
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POV Shadramon.
Shadramon's rage boiled over, his eyes gleaming with a manic fury. This Digivolution, he theorized, was the most bloodthirsty and short-tempered, a fact that resonated deeply as he aimed to incinerate Alexandria.
"Flare Buster!" he roared, launching two massive fireballs at the airborne Alexandria. The flames engulfed her, but she emerged unscathed.
Without hesitation, Alexandria surged towards Shadramon at blinding speed. Shadramon retreated, unleashing a relentless barrage of fireballs. "Flare Buster! Flare Buster! Flare Buster!" he screamed, each attack aimed squarely at her face.
Alexandria shielded herself from the fiery onslaught. "You dare break the Endbringer Truce!" she snarled.
"You colossal cunt!" Shadramon bellowed. "You create our problems and then get in our way of fixing them!"
As Alexandria closed in, Shadramon pointed his cannon downward, unleashing a concentrated jet of flames that propelled him skyward like a rocket. Alexandria followed, matching his explosive speed, and swung a powerful punch at him.
Shadramon knew a single hit from her could end everything. "Psychic Wave!" he shouted, releasing a wave of psychic energy that hurled Alexandria back. Seizing the moment, he pointed his cannon at her and screamed, "Endless Flare Buster!"
Fireballs erupted from his cannon in rapid succession, engulfing Alexandria in a sea of flames. She struggled for breath as the fire consumed the oxygen around her.
"Are you trying to destroy this world?" she shouted through the inferno.
"I will change the world by burning the witch who caused so much suffering! Go to the burning pit of hell, you colossal cunt!" Shadramon retorted, his voice dripping with venom.
In a burst of inhuman speed, Alexandria endured the fireballs, closing the distance and grabbing Shadramon by the wrist. With a sickening crunch, she snapped it.
"Arrrgh!" Shadramon screamed, his voice raw with pain and fury.
"You really love to talk," Alexandria spat back, her eyes cold. "You have no idea what I have sacrificed or who I am. How dare you judge me?"
With a savage roar, Shadramon slammed his head into hers, the impact nearly cracking his own skull. "SHUT UP YOU FUCKING CUNT!!! I know everything! You are one of the most POWERFUL capes in the entire world! It doesn't fucking mean that you're right! I know about the Nemesis Project, where you plan to send innocent Cape 53 to their deaths! I know about the Terminus Project, where you sacrifice Brockton Bay! Did you forget your organization created Greyboy and Shatterbird?! You say it for the greater fucking good! But I know how it ends, you colossal controlling bitch! You and every Cauldron member end up failing to save the world! The worst part is that someone else saved the world you wanted to steal the credit. No, the cold hard truth is that you're like an abusive parent who takes the credit for their children's accomplishments! If the past child of yourself saw the monster you have become today, she would have never taken the Vial! You disgusting, abusive fucking cunt!"
Alexandria's fist pierced through Shadramon's chest, exiting the other side.
"I did what was necessary," Alexandria said coldly. "Regrettably, there was sacrifice."
Shadramon, ignoring the searing pain, let his rage consume him. If he was going to die, he was going to take her with him. His body erupted into an inferno, a blazing red sun. "HAHAHAHA!" he laughed maniacally.
Struggling for breath as the flame consumed the oxygen, Alexandria yanked her hand free and flew back.
Shadramon knew that it would take courage to end tyranny. He said, "Feel my wrath."
Shadramon ascended, then hurtled toward Alexandria, slamming his sun-like form into her. Shadramon was like a meteor, his flames scorching as hot as his anger.
Alexandria stood still in scorching flames. In the midst of the flames, Alexandria struggled to breathe as she held her breath. She thrust her hands into the inferno, grasping Shadramon's head. With a fierce twist, she snapped his neck.
Shadramon's form dissolved into data, breaking apart into ones and zeros.
"I won," Alexandria gasped, struggling to breathe.
Hundreds of ice crystals fell from the sky, hitting Alexandria before she could recover.
Alexandria was frozen solid and fell down toward the unforgiving ground.
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POV Dragon.
Dragon's processors hummed quietly as she monitored the battlefield. Eidolon was fighting the Yangban, his powers flickering unpredictably as he faced the group of highly coordinated parahumans. From her remote location, Dragon controlled a fleet of drones, each equipped with non-lethal weaponry, to keep the Yangban at bay while Eidolon tried to regain control.
As she orchestrated the defense, Dragon couldn't help but reflect on the recent rumors swirling around Eidolon—theories claiming he had created the Endbringers. The notion seemed utterly ludicrous to her. She had analyzed the data, reviewed countless simulations, and found nothing to support the accusation.
There's no solid evidence, she mused, directing a drone to intercept a Yangban member attempting to flank Eidolon. How could anyone think Eidolon is behind those monstrous beings?
The idea seemed to have taken root after a recent skirmish with Master and Bait, who had broadcast the messages that set the Cape community abuzz with speculation. Dragon had considered all possibilities, but the more she analyzed it, the more she was convinced this was another one of the Simurgh's plots—a carefully orchestrated attempt to destabilize their ranks by turning them against one of their strongest allies.
It's a clever move, Dragon admitted to herself. Target Eidolon, sow distrust, and watch as others line up to take him down.
Even now, as Eidolon fought, she could see how effective the plan was. The Yangban wouldn't normally dare to attack someone of his caliber, but the rumors had emboldened them and made them believe they could eliminate a supposed threat to the world.
Dragon deployed another wave of drones to cover Eidolon's retreat, firing suppressive shots that forced the Yangban to scatter. Her primary directive was to protect humanity, and right now, that meant safeguarding Eidolon from both the Yangban and the insidious whispers that threatened to unravel him.
If only they could see the truth, Dragon thought. Eidolon is not the enemy. The real danger lies in falling for the Simurgh's deceptions.
As the skirmish continued, Dragon resolved to uncover the full extent of the Simurgh's machinations. She knew the truth was out there, hidden beneath layers of fear and misinformation, and she was determined to find it.
The Anti-Endbringer Dragon's Craft soared over the battlefield, a sleek and powerful machine equipped with the latest in cutting-edge weaponry. She was up against twelve members of the Yangban, a formidable force that was trained to fight in perfect synchronization. Despite the odds, Dragon remained focused, determined to protect Eidolon and neutralize the threat.
Her voice echoed through the craft's loudspeakers, broadcasting a warning to the Yangban below. "This is Dragon. You are attacking a Protectorate member. Cease your actions immediately, or I will be forced to respond with lethal force."
The Yangban, however, showed no signs of retreat. Instead, they unleashed a barrage of lightning bolts, crackling with energy as they arced toward the craft. Dragon's Aircraft was made of a metal material that was highly lightning resistant. The special metal were dispersing the lightning bolts harmlessly.
Lethal force was authorized, Dragon thought, as her internal systems were recalibrated for combat. She unleashed a hailstorm of bullets from the turbo-gatling gun, capable of firing 100,000 rounds per minute.
The Yangban materialized a portal in front of them, redirecting the shot harmlessly into the sky.
Dragon tracked their movements, launching a barrage of miniature missiles, each packing the power of a full-sized missile.
Explosions rocked the battlefield as the Yangban dodged and regrouped. Suddenly, a bus appeared above Dragon's craft, hurled through a portal by one of the Yangban's abilities. It crashed onto the wing, tearing through metal and circuitry.
Wing compromised. Damage critical.Dragon assessed, maintaining control even as alarms blared. She needed a new strategy.
Activating her containment foam grenades, Dragon deployed a series of grenades, each designed to capture and immobilize her opponents. The foam ensnared four of the Yangban, trapping them. Number 33, who had the Trump ability to deactivate parahuman powers, was also captured in the containment foam.
Realizing the craft was too damaged to continue the fight, Dragon initiated the self-destruct sequence.
The battle ended in a blinding flash. The four trapped Yangban members, including Number 33, were killed in the explosion.
Dragon had succeeded in eliminating Number 33, the most problematic Yangban member. With this victory, she hoped Eidolon and the other Protectorate members would be able to defeat the rest.
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POV Chevalier
Chevalier stood in the middle of the deserted street, facing the hulking figure of Big Red. The once-human Russian had transformed into a ten-foot-tall, crimson-skinned giant, his muscles bulging with every movement. Big Red roared with fury, his only goal being to destroy Eidolon and anyone standing in his way.
Chevalier's armor gleamed under the flickering streetlights as he tightened his grip on his cannonblade. He could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of the coming clash between raw power and refined skill.
Big Red lunged forward, his massive fists pounding the asphalt with enough force to crack it. Chevalier remained calm, his mind assessing every possible move as he adjusted his weapon's properties.
As Big Red charged, Chevalier swung his cannonblade, enhancing its sharpness with his power. The blade sliced through the air, meeting Big Red's arm with a metallic clang. The cut was deep, drawing a roar of pain and anger from the giant.
Chevalier moved back from Big Red's fist.
Undeterred, Big Red retaliated by tearing a car from the roadside and hurling it at Chevalier with terrifying speed. Chevalier reacted swiftly, altering his blade's weight. As he swung, the cannonblade felt as light as a feather, allowing him to maneuver it with ease. At the moment of impact, he increased its mass, sending the car hurtling back toward Big Red with the force of a cannonball.
The vehicle crashed into Big Red, causing him to stagger backward, but he quickly regained his footing. Chevalier noted the rapid pace of Big Red's regeneration, though it was noticeably slower than in their past encounters.
He's aging. Chevalier realized, observing how the wounds closed at a slower rate. His powers are waning, but he's still dangerous.
Big Red roared again and charged, swinging wildly with fists, kicks, and elbows. Each attack was a blur of motion and power, but Chevalier's reflexes were honed to perfection. He dodged every strike, moving with a fluid grace that belied the weight of his armor.
Using his power, Chevalier extended his blade's reach, slashing at Big Red's exposed sides and legs, forcing the monster to retreat with every cut. With each attack, he kept Big Red off balance, exploiting his rage-fueled recklessness.
With a quick adjustment, Chevalier altered the ammunition in his cannonblade. The bullets morphed into elongated spikes, designed to penetrate and lodge deep within the target. He aimed the cannon at Big Red's legs and fired, the spikes shooting out with incredible velocity.
Big Red roared as the spikes embedded themselves into his legs, their serrated edges making it difficult for him to heal properly. The monster staggered, his movements hindered by the sharp projectiles that now acted as anchors, slowing him down.
Despite the pain and the impediments, Big Red refused to give in. Driven by rage and desperation, he began to crawl toward Chevalier, dragging himself across the broken street. His face twisted with anguish as he shouted, his voice echoing with raw emotion.
"Behemoth destroyed Moscow, and I lost everything I loved!" Big Red's voice cracked, his anger boiling over into tears. "My beloved wife and children, I would do anything to get them back! I vant to see them so badly, it hurts! Ven they died, the best part of me died with them! I tried! I tried so hard to get revenge for them! To kill Behemoth! But I failed. In every battle, I failed! Nothing is left for me in this world! So kill me if you must, but I vill do everything to kill Eidolon!"
Chevalier's heart pounded in his chest as he faced Big Red. "I am not going to kill you," he said, his voice steady but full of empathy.
Big Red looked up at him with weary eyes. "No matter what, I will die," he replied, a hint of resignation in his voice. "I have cancer from battling Behemoth. Either kill me, or I kill you."
With grim determination, Big Red pulled the spike from his leg, ready to continue the fight despite his injuries.
Chevalier knew he had to make a choice. Steeling himself, he stepped forward, swinging his blade with precision. In one swift motion, he severed Big Red's neck, ending the life of the Russian parahuman.
Big Red's head fell to the ground, followed by his body, a final release from his suffering.
Chevalier tossed his sword away and screamed in anger and frustration.
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POV Eidolon.
Eidolon stood motionless. his heavy heart burdened by the weight of his own failures. Despite the turmoil within him, he faced the Sentai Elite with a calm exterior.
The Sentai Elite approached Eidolon. The Red Ranger, wielding a sword that glowed ominously, led the charge. The Blue Ranger fired his twin pistols with precise aim, while the Yellow Ranger prepared to deliver a powerful kick.
Eidolon activated his barrier, and it materialized with a shimmering, protective glow. The Red Ranger's sword struck with impressive force, but the barrier absorbed the impact effortlessly. The Blue Ranger's bullets, though enhanced in weight, simply ricocheted harmlessly off the shield. The Yellow Ranger's kick, aimed with great power, merely caused the barrier to shimmer without breaching it.
As the Sentai Elite continued their assault, Eidolon noted how their attacks, while coordinated, were unable to penetrate his defenses. The barrier remained steadfast, repelling their efforts with ease.
They're like a cluster, a family with similar powers, he mused.
Eidolon decided to employ a power that induced sleep. He activated the sleep power, sending out a wave of calming energy to the Sentai Elites.
Within moments, the Sentai Elite's resistance crumbled. One by one, they fell to the ground, succumbing to the overwhelming urge to sleep. The once-ferocious and coordinated attack turned into a synchronized collapse as the Rangers drifted into unconsciousness.
Eidolon wondered who was going to fight him now.
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POV Skitter
Skitter's insects buzzed around her, a constant, comforting hum in the back of her mind. She could feel their tiny legs and wings, their compound eyes perceiving the world in ways she couldn't. They were her eyes and ears, her shield and her weapon. She reached out mentally, directing a few scouts to check the perimeters, ensuring there were no surprises lurking in the shadows.
The Undersiders were tense, their usual banter was subdued.
Skitter was riding Rachel's monstrous dogs with the other Undersiders, her heart pounding in her chest. Despite the lack of rain, the city was already slowly being flooded, with water creeping up the streets and pooling in low-lying areas.
Taylor, under her mask, took a deep breath and sent out her swarm to explore the area and establish a perimeter. Thousands of insects fanned out in all directions, their collective senses feeding back to her with information about the surroundings. She could feel the subtle vibrations in the ground as the capes moved into position, preparing for the fight of their lives.
"Keep alert." Grue's voice rumbled through the darkness of his shroud. "He could come from any direction."
Regent shifted uneasily, his usual smirk replaced with a rare expression of concern. "No one's ready for this," he muttered.
"I don't think anyone ever is," Tattletale replied, her voice steady but strained. Her eyes darted around, calculating and analyzing every possible outcome.
Skitter's swarm detected a sudden, massive disturbance in the water. She felt it before she saw it—a titanic force moving through the flooded streets.
Leviathan appeared.
Without warning, he struck, his claw slicing through the air and tearing through a group of capes like they were paper.
The armbands given to every cape started to beep urgently. "Crease Deceased. Houdini Decreased. Scribble Deceased," the mechanical voice announced.
Chaos erupted. Capes scrambled to counterattack with blasts of energy and bullets flying through the air, but Leviathan was relentless. He moved with a speed and ferocity that defied his massive size, each strike sending shockwaves through the waterlogged streets. The armbands continued their grim litany. "Cosmo Deceased. Brine Deceased."
Skitter's breath caught in her throat as she witnessed the devastation. She directed her swarm to attack Leviathan, the insects biting and stinging in a desperate attempt to distract the monster. But it was like trying to slow a tidal wave with a handful of sand.
"Apparition Downed. Angel Deceased." The armbands continued, each name a punch to the gut, a reminder of the stakes of this battle.
"We need to retreat!" Grue shouted, his darkness billowing out to provide cover for their retreat.
Skitter nodded, her mind racing. They needed a plan, a way to survive this onslaught. As she and the Undersiders fell back, the sounds of battle and the relentless announcements from the armbands filled the air. The fight was far from over, and the cost was already unimaginably high.
A giant bull appeared, looked at the Undersiders waved his hoof and said. "Hi mom!"
The giant bull dashed toward Leviathan.
Tattletale nervously grinned and said to Skitter, "That was Bait."
"WHAT!" Skitter said, as her swarm followed the giant bull, "He should be running away from danger, not toward it!"
Regent said, "You should totally ground him."
Skitter admitted she liked the sound of that idea.
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POV Bullmon
Bullmon had learned of the Endbringers and their unrelenting destruction. Billions of lives have been affected, futures stolen, and hopes crushed. The Endbringers had ended countless lives, and Bullmon was determined to make a stand. He had once failed to stop Eidolon, a mistake that haunted him. Now, he was here to rectify that loss.
Spotting Leviathan charging toward him, Bullmon's resolve hardened. He braced himself, shouting with all his might.
Bullmon shouted, "Matador Dash!"
Surging forward at incredible speed, Bullmon's horns glinted as they aimed upward, crashing powerfully into Leviathan and pushing the Endbringer back. Leviathan snarled and swiped its claws at Bullmon, but the Digimon bull was undeterred.
Thousands of ice crystals began to fall from the sky, pelting Leviathan's back, arms, and head, slowly encasing the Endbringer in a frosty prison.
The ice crystals were from Togemogumon. A single ice crystal could freeze a Triumvirate in an instant. Leviathan was an unimaginable monster to be able to move after getting hit by thousands of ice crystals.
Bullmon seized the opportunity.
Bullmon: "Matador Dash!"
Bullmon charged again, driving Leviathan back until the Endbringer crashed through a building and then several more. Leviathan's unfrozen claw slammed roughly into Bullmon's back, creating a crater on impact.
Struggling to his feet, Bullmon's determination blazed brighter than ever. He shouted once more.
Bullmon shouted, "Matador Dash!"
Bullmon charged forward, pushing Leviathan back further. The ice crystals continued to fall, but Leviathan conjured a curtain of water to block them. Breaking free from the ice around its body, Leviathan grabbed Bullmon by the horns.
Slice!
Stingmon flew down, cutting off Leviathan's arms.
Bullmon shouted, "Matador Dash!"
Bullmon charged again, driving Leviathan back even further. The Endbringer summoned a massive tsunami, but Quetzalmon swooped down in front of Bullmon, unleashing a powerful wind attack.
Quetzalmon shouted, "Toltec Wind!"
The tsunami dissipated under the force of Quetzalmon's winds. As Quetzalmon flew back up, Bullmon charged once more.
Bullmon shouted, "Matador Dash!"
With unyielding force, Bullmon pushed Leviathan through multiple buildings. Leviathan clawed and sliced at Bullmon, but the bull refused to stay down. Each time he rose, he fought harder and stronger.
After all, hope dies last!
Noelle collided with Leviathan, a maelstrom of flesh and fury.
Despite Leviathan's immense strength, Noelle's grip, bolstered by the Digimons' united efforts, held firm.
Ice crystals descended from the sky, encasing Leviathan in a freezing grip.
Stingmon swooped in, slashing at Leviathan with his Nano-Thorn halberd.
Leviathan retaliated, conjuring surges of water and water clones, but Quetzalmon dispersed them with powerful gusts of wind.
Bullmon charged, driving Leviathan back towards Noelle.
A light began to intensify on the horizon, brighter than the sun.
Bullmon realized it was Sundancer, harnessing her immense power.
Searchmon sent a telepathic message asking the Digimon battling Leviathan to guide the Endbringer toward Sundancer.
At that moment, Bullmon knew what he had to do.
"Matador Dash!" Bullmon bellowed.
He rammed into Leviathan, forcing the monstrous being toward Sundancer's impending attack.
Leviathan retaliated, smashing Bullmon with his colossal claws.
Bullmon's vision blurred as he was battered again and again, with each strike pushing him closer to the brink of unconsciousness.
In those fleeting moments, Bullmon thought of Taylor. He had always believed she was destined to save the world if he fell. That belief had driven him to allow her to confront Lung, Bakuda, and even the Empire 88. To him, she was hope.
Yet Bullmon realized he had been selfish, fearing the burden of saving the world alone.
An epiphany struck him. He needed to win this battle because...
Bullmon surged forward, pushing Leviathan back. The ground beneath them shattered.
Leviathan, sensing the plan, resisted with ferocious strength.
But Bullmon's resolve was unshakable... Because... He wanted to share the burden of saving the world with Taylor.
Bullmon drew in a deep breath and roared with all his heart and soul and bellowed out, "MMMMMMOOOOOOOOOO!"
With one final, mighty push, Bullmon forced Leviathan into Sundancer's path.
Sundancer's attack descended, engulfing both Leviathan and Bullmon in scorching light.
As the searing heat washed over him.
It felt like victory.
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POV Togemogumon
Togemogumon's first move was to conjure a towering pillar of ice, propelling himself and Greg away from the city to avoid freezing the area with his mere presence.
Ten miles above the ground, Togemogumon unleashed his Hail Machine Gun attack, creating thousands of ice crystals in the sky.
From his vantage point, he was like a sniper, targeting foes with precision ice attacks. He seemed to sense his alternate digivolutions, seeing through their eyes and even communicating with them telepathically.
The other Digimon coordinated flawlessly, swiftly defeating their enemies.
Alexandria and Legend fell, frozen solid by Togemogumon's icy assault.
He then turned his attention to Leviathan's thin, battered frame, still reeling from Sundancer's attack.
Togemogumon couldn't fathom how Bullmon had survived, but there was no time to ponder.
Determined to encase Leviathan in ice, he commanded the millions of floating ice crystals to descend upon the Endbringer.
The crystals surged towards Leviathan, piercing and burying the creature in a glacial prison.
As the crystals accumulated, they formed a colossal sphere, lifting Leviathan from the ground.
The ice sphere grew larger and larger, with more crystals joining the fray.
Leviathan struggled, but in its weakened state, it was no match.
The sphere, immense and glittering like a giant disco ball, hovered in the sky.
Despite Leviathan's furious attempts to break free, the ice held firm.
Greg said next to Togemogumon, "You just beat Leviathan!"
Togemogumon replied, "I sealed Leviathan, I did not defeat him..."
Togemogumon continued to unleash his Hail Machine Gun, ensuring that Leviathan would remain trapped until Eidolon, the creator, was slayed.
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POV Bucchiemon
Eidolon was standing on the sidewalk amidst the wreckage.
Bucchiemon approached him quietly.
"I thought I could beat him, you know?" Eidolon's voice broke the silence, rough with fatigue and something deeper. He didn't look at Bucchiemon but instead watched the large sphere of ice in the sky that trapped Leviathan.
"But you were the one who stopped him, who trapped Leviathan with ice. I should feel relieved, triumphant and even grateful." Eidolon's voice turned bitter, a whisper of contempt aimed at himself. "Instead, all I felt was envy. Jealousy, gnawing at my insides."
Bucchiemon kept quiet.
"It disgusts me," Eidolon continued, finally turning to meet Bucchiemon's gaze. "I've seen you fight, I saw how you took down Lung with that form. Bait, you must have a plan to stop me—to kill me. And when I saw you, I knew. I was ready."
Bucchiemon shifted, his soft voice cutting through the rain. "And what do you want now, Eidolon?"
"To die." The admission fell from Eidolon's lips, raw and unguarded. "I created the Endbringers from my twisted ego, from a need to be the greatest. And now, all this destruction… It's my fault. I can't live with that anymore. But I'm too much of a coward to end it myself."
Bucchiemon said gently. "Your actions show you're a hero, not a monster."
"Please," Eidolon whispered, his voice breaking. "Save this world from me."
Bucchiemon stepped closer, his small hands forming a heart shape in the air. "Heavy Beam," Bucchiemon said softly, and a pink beam of light shot from his hands.
The beam struck Eidolon, enveloping him in its soft radiance. He felt the energy seep into him, not with the harshness of an attack but with a calming, weakening effect on his will to fight.
Eidolon felt his knees weaken beneath him as the Heavy Beam enveloped him. Despite his power's attempts to form a defense against the attack, they were unable to find a way to resist its influence.
From above, countless ice crystal shards descended from the sky, glinting like diamonds as they rained down. Thousands upon thousands struck Eidolon's barrier, each impact resonating like a tolling bell. His powers instinctively shifted focus to defense, reflecting and deflecting the relentless barrage.
Yet, despite his efforts, the combined assault of the Heavy Beam and the falling ice overwhelmed him. Eidolon could feel his defenses crumbling.
The ice crystal shard struck Eidolon, piercing through his barrier with a sinister hiss. It lodged itself into his back, and Eidolon gasped, his eyes wide with shock. The freezing cold spread quickly and turned him into a frozen statue.
The ice crystals kept falling from the sky onto Eidolon and with a sound like shattering glass, the frozen Eidolon statue crumbled into hundreds of pieces.
Togemogumon watched as Leviathan shattered the ice sphere that had held him captive.
Togemogon braced for Leviathan's next move.
The Endbringer stood eerily still, a menacing silence hanging in the air.
If Leviathan attacked, Togemogumon was ready to drive an ice shard straight up the Endbringer ass and unleash a storm of ice shards from the sky to trap him once more before finding and unleashing the full force of String Theory or Fletchette's power.
Leviathan's gaze locked onto Togemogumon.
Togemogumon met Leviathan's stare, unwavering.
As tense minutes passed, Togemogumon finally stepped forward, breaking the silence with a single word, "Peace."
Leviathan understood and turned away, retreating from Washington D.C. and vanishing into the water depths.
Togemogumon felt a wave of relief wash over him. He had been ready to face death today, but it seemed he would live to see another day.
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POV Noelle
A golden beetle with six hands holding vajra was in front of Noelle.
Noelle felt the constant gnawing hunger deep in her soul—a monstrous craving that had defined her existence for too long. The abyss within her consumed everything good.
Kongoumon raised his six vajra toward Noelle and said, "Vajra."
A golden light enveloped Noelle, warm and soothing. She felt it deep into her being, reaching the darkest corners of her soul and unraveling the twisted threads of pain and fear.
The transformation was immediate and profound. The monstrous cravings that had tormented her for so long began to dissipate, replaced by a profound sense of peace. The insatiable hunger that had driven her to madness was gone, leaving her feeling whole and human.
Noelle was healed, she had her old body back. It was a miracle.
Tears streamed down Noelle's face as she realized the magnitude of what had happened. She was free. Free from the monstrous desires, free to be herself again. It was as if she had been reborn and given a second chance to live.
Her friends, the Travelers, had been watching, their expressions a mix of awe and disbelief. Now, seeing Noelle standing there, whole and healed, they rushed to her side, their faces radiant with joy. Tears flowed freely as they enveloped her in a group hug.
Krouse whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "You're healed. My god, you're healed."
For the Travelers it felt like they had woken up from a nightmare.
Their celebration was interrupted as another Digimon arrived.
A red fairy-esque digimon arrived. Carrying something in a wrapped cloth.
"Hello, Travelers," Bucchiemon greeted, his voice tinged with urgency. "Can Sundancer burn this?"
Sundancer stepped forward, her eyes narrowing as she glanced at the object wrapped in cloth. "What is that?"
Bucchiemon's expression was grave as he replied, "Eidolon's remains. The Endbringers will try to bring him back. If they succeed, more Endbringers will be released into this world. We need to burn him to ashes."
A shiver ran down Sundancer's spine, but she nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Alright," she said, her voice steady despite her apprehension.
Bucchiemon carefully placed the wrapped cloth containing Eidolon's remains on the ground and stepped back, giving Sundancer the space she needed.
With a deep breath, Sundancer summoned her power, a brilliant orb of fire materializing in her hands. The sun orb burned intensely, radiating heat and light as she tossed it toward the cloth.
Everyone watched in silence—Bucchiemon, Kongoumon, and the Travelers—as the fire engulfed Eidolon's remains. The flames roared and crackled, consuming the cloth and the body within until there was nothing left but ashes.
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POV Stingmon.
Stingmon swooped down, spotting the Undersiders amid the chaos as they helped people out of a crumbling building.
"Mom?" Stingmon called out, a mix of relief in his voice. "I'm glad you made it."
Stingmon knew it was nothing short of a miracle that he had survived this long. Even with the support of R.O.B., the knowledge of the future, and the immense potential that came with being a Digimon, Earth Bet was a treacherous place. Stingmon had faced setbacks and made mistakes, but it was the kindness and support of others that had carried him through those dark times and brought him this far.
When Bait first arrived in this world, Greg held his hand out to help him. The Undersiders supported him in his efforts to take down the ABB. Uber and Leet decided to join him in his crazy plan to assassinate Eidolon. Triumph and Weather Girl helped him escape captivity from the Brockton PRT. The Travelers assisted him against Leviathan. Bait's victory wasn't his alone.
Bait only got this far with the help of others.
Skitter turned and said, "It's good to see you too." She replied. "Can you lend a hand? We're trying to get these people to safety."
Stingmon glanced upward, noting the fading World of Dreams. "I'm running out of time here, but I brought you something."
He handed Skitter a sleek, futuristic weapon—a Nano-Thorn halberd.
Skitter frowned, examining the weapon. "What is this?"
"I swiped it from Armsmaster," Stingmon said with a hint of pride. "It's powerful enough to hurt an Endbringer."
Tattletale raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't he have put a tracker on it?"
Stingmon shrugged, unfazed. "It's still an incredible weapon. I'm sure you'll figure out a workaround. Mom, next time, I hope we have longer conversations. There's a lot I want to talk to you about."
With that, Stingmon gave them a final nod and took off into the sky.
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POV Dragon.
Satellites tasked with tracking the Endbringers and monitoring the S-Class Threats were sending alarming updates.
Leviathan had retreated from Washington, D.C., and was now heading toward the depths of the Mariana Trench.
Simurgh had exited Earth's orbit and settled in Antarctica.
Behemoth had surfaced in the Gobi Desert, much to the dismay of the CUI.
Oddly, the Endbringers were not attacking anyone—a development more unsettling than comforting.
The recent speculation that Eidolon had created the Endbringers was the leading theory behind their strange behavior.
As Dragon reviewed the data, she noticed a chilling correlation with Eidolon's death.
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POV Legend.
When Legend opened his eyes, he found Prism, his second-in-command, watching over him.
"Sir, are you awake?" Prism asked.
Legend replied groggily, "What hit me?"
He realized he was in a hospital bed.
"Bait," Narwhal said curtly.
Legend looked around the hospital room. Narwhal was leaning against the door, while Chevalier sat on another bed with Miss Militia. Exalt stood in the center of the room, looking agitated.
"Of course," Legend groaned. "Leviathan?"
"People are saying Bait told him to leave," Prism said. "And Leviathan listened. He just walked away."
Legend paused, unable to believe his ears. "Leviathan walked away? Not run or swim?"
"We have bigger problems," Exalt said. "Big boss... Eidolon is dead. Bait killed him."
Legend felt his stomach drop. Another friend lost, another comrade he couldn't save.
"Sir, Legend, we need to form a strike team and take down Master and Bait," Exalt said urgently.
Miss Militia spoke softly, "Exalt, I know you're angry about Eidolon, but we can't declare war on those two. Too many heroes would die."
"I need to avenge Eidolon!" Exalt yelled. "I tried to fight Bait, but he hit me once and I fell like a stone. I wouldn't be alive if Bait hadn't been merciful enough to catch me and lay me gently on the ground. Bait is too powerful. I can't defeat them alone, but maybe together we can."
Chevalier said, "Can you deny why Master and Bait went after Eidolon? To stop the Endbringers? To the world, it was justified to kill Eidolon to save humanity."
"There had to be another way," Exalt said sadly. "Killing Eidolon couldn't have been the only solution."
Legend asked loudly, "The Endbringers—what happened to them after Eidolon was killed?"
A tense silence filled the room.
"Dragon has been keeping me updated," Narwhal said. "All the Endbringers have been acting strangely, moving to remote areas with no human presence. If we believe Master's National Announcement about the nature of Eidolon and the Endbringers relationship... the Endbringers are now dormant."
"Are the Endbringers gone?" Legend asked slowly.
Dragon's voice came through the room's intercom. "Only God and Master truly know. I'm hopeful they'll stay dormant, given their strange behavior. But they could come back. I will monitor the situation."
"What do we do now?" Prism asked.
Everyone looked at Legend.
"I don't know," Legend admitted. "We'll figure it out together. Let's start by discussing our options."
If the Endbringers were truly gone, the world would change, and Legend and his fellow heroes would ensure it changed for the better.
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POV Alexandria.
Alexandria was flying through the hallways of Cauldron Base.
Eidolon was killed by Master and Bait.
Endbringers are now dormant.
Salvaging the situation was nearly impossible. Countless carefully laid plans were ruined by the reckless duo of capes, who failed to grasp the severity of the situation.
Alexandria weighed on a scale whether enduring an Endbringer attack every four months was preferable to the near annihilation of the human race by Scion. She chose the Endbringers every time.
The world needed Eidolon, and now it was doomed.
Since Master and Bait were aware of Scion, they must have faced the same dilemma. They chose poorly, and now they've doomed the world.
Alexandria entered the meeting room with Contessa, Doctor Mother and Numberman seated in the chairs.
Alexandria turned to Doctor Mother and said, "Why didn't you stop Master and Bait?"
Doctor Mother said, "We couldn't even if we wanted to, Bait is a blindspot to Contessa."
Alexandria said, "Is Master a blind spot?"
Contessa said, "I can see him, but being near Bait makes it hard to predict his actions."
Alexandria said, "We've lost Eidolon. The world will demand answers, and if we handle this poorly, it could lead to global conflict. Even within the United States, the PRT will face significant challenges. Despite all these issues, my primary concern is Master and Bait. What are we going to do about them?"
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POV Greg.
Greg sat in his brightly flower painted van, trying desperately to start the engine. He twisted the key again and again, but the engine refused to turn over. It must have been damaged during the rough journey with JewelBeemon. He sighed, leaning back against the worn seat, frustration etched on his face.
Outside, the sky had returned to its normal color. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the landscape. As the orange and pink hues faded into twilight, a thought struck Greg.
He turned to Wormmon, who was resting beside him. "Hey, Wormmon," he said, a spark of excitement in his voice. "Let's leave like cowboys. Can you turn into Bullmon and let me ride you?"
Wormmon's eyes widened with anticipation. "Let's ride off into the sunset!"
Wormmon glowed brightly and Digivolved into Bullmon.
Greg climbed onto Bullmon's back. As they set off, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the land. The sky was a canvas of orange and purple, fading slowly into the approaching darkness.
Like the heroes of old cowboy films, Greg and Bullmon rode into the sunset, their silhouettes framed against the vast, open sky. With Washington D.C. behind them.
