Post by hikari on Sept 1, 2010 8:24:21 GMT -6
Tale of two(Impmon and Calumon) coming up!
Deep lacerations streaked across his body, and he attempted to keep as much weight off of sprained or broken limbs as he could… This level of pain was embarrassing to someone of his importance, of his Godlike regality. To think that a combination of Digimon and humans could surpass that of a Deva, even someone as strong as him, left a hollow feeling down in his gut.
But he would not stand down. There would be no more humans commanding Digimon, no more humans uniting with Digimon, no more humans "befriending" Digimon. This all had to stop, and he was the only one worthy enough to do it. The other Devas had been fools, rushing into battle and lacking the passionate understanding of their Sovereign's ideas which only he retained. He would not sink into obscurity as they had; would not surrender to death only to join his comrades in failure.
He was not a failure.
He was the last one standing for a reason.
The humans knew that they stood no chance against such mighty beings as Digimon, which is why they sought to contain them and their powers under the guise of friendship, use them for their own purposes.
Selfish, greedy primates. Always seeking to make technology better, but never stepping back to realize that technology was swiftly growing better than them. They were obsolete beings, plain and simple. Creating Digimon was the only worthwhile thing they'd done.
The Sovereign knew that his kin were rapidly evolving and could take care of themselves. They didn't need to be monitored or contained, especially by humans. Chatsuramon knew that too. By binding oneself to a human, Digimon completely surrendered themselves and their power over to humans, the very thing they were fighting against.
Sakuyamon breathed heavily; the fight was slowly dying from what she felt though Chatsuramon did not want to admit defeat. His injuries were just as obvious as their own. She glanced to either side of where she stood; MegaGargomon stood at the ready despite his claw-cleaved armor and a few bruises, and Gallantmon maintained his regal poise despite a few minor lacerations. In all, she'd been glad that they'd shown up when they did; it was definitely making the fight a lot easier. True, in her rage-fueled attack not long ago she'd dealt some damage, but nothing entirely defining. But now, it seemed as though every single attack connected, damage was inflicted, and they seemed to be chipping away at Chatsuramon's self-appreciating resolve.
They'd hurt more than just his body. They'd hurt his pride.
"Fools…" All eyes fell upon the prideful Deva, his very aura radiating fathomless levels of hatred. His beady red eyes flashed, his lips curled in a sneer as he bore his fangs. "You're all fools… Relinquishing your power to humans… Why… Why do you do this to yourselves?"
"You act as though we've damned ourselves to a horrid fate," Renamon's voice echoed within Sakuyamon. "We have done nothing more than given ourselves purpose."
"Purpose," he whispered acidly. "You call "purpose" being strung on a leash by some obsolete fleshling? Wasting your power on the well-being of something which seeks to control you?"
"There is a difference between control and the bonds that we share," Sakuyamon continued. "And what good is power when it is spent amongst savages who only use it to fight? Humans do lack the vitality Digimon have, that is true, but that does not make us better than them. They lend us a power that you will never understand or grasp; they imbue us with the power to change, the power to trust, the power to defend good beings from evil…"
"It is not power that these creatures lend to you. They only lend you vulnerability, a vulnerability which mirrors their own. Humans decompose with every breath they take, and for all of their technological success, they are rapidly declining in terms of merit… And when they die, staining the earth with their crimson filth, their Digimon pets rot with them, still bound to the twisted corpses holding their leashes." His voice lowered. "These bonds are meant to be severed, so I started with him."
Sakuyamon faltered slightly; there was something important behind those words, something cryptic. She searched Chatsuramon's words frantically, and with each passing second the true nature of his statement was becoming clearer…
It suddenly made sense.
The fact that the only one Chatsuramon had a true grudge against lost his partners was no coincidence, nor a cruel trick played by Fate.
"That was no accident." Dukemon and MegaGargomon turned their attention to Sakuyamon, whose voice had taken a low, hellish tone. "You… You were behind it all along…"
"Sakuyamon…?" Dukemon began.
"You were the one who caused the train wreck," she continued acidly, taking a step forward. "All of those people, including Ai and Mako, lost their lives because of you…" The last words rolled off of her tongue like poison.
Dukemon's grip on his silver lance tightened as he turned burning amber eyes upon Chatsuramon. "You monster… Those people were helpless! For goodness sake, Ai and Mako were just children!"
"You murdered all of those people just to make a point?" Jenrya's voice roared from within MegaGargomon. "You murdered them all just to support your one-sided war against humans? None of them had done anything to hurt you!"
Chatsuramon narrowed his eyes, his tail whipping about slightly. "I began with those two because they were the easiest, and his connection to them was absolute. I needed to make an example of him as well as them; in the world that I wish to help my Sovereign Zhuqiaomon create, we will have no tolerance for those who associate with humans."
"Your ideals are flaccid, cur," Sakuyamon hissed. "Zhuqiaomon himself assisted us in protecting this world from destruction not long ago. He abandoned that foolish quest for human elimination when he witnessed our ability to merge with our human Tamers, as well as our desire to work together rather than fight needlessly. Our unity despite his aggression earned us his respect."
A new look had come over Chatsuramon; it was a combination of shock, disgust, and confusion. His mouth hung agape, his entire body completely rigid. His mouth slowly closed, and his brows furrowed. "You speak lies," he growled through his teeth.
"We speak the truth," Dukemon stepped forward. "We had a common enemy at the time, and only in these combined forms would we do any damage to it-"
"LIES! FILTH!" Chatsuramon roared suddenly, his aura blazing across his battered form. His eyes shone blood red, and he bore his fangs viciously as his hackles rose. "There is no chance Lord Zhuqiaomon would EVER utter such kind words to such… WALKING ABOMINATIONS!" The aura doubled in size, causing the three warriors to take a few steps back. "I will create this world for him; a world without human influence, unsoiled by human filth!" His voice dropped to a low, threatening tone. "And any Digimon blasphemer who stands in my way will be vanquished without mercy."
He dashed in at them with a powerful roar, his eyes blazing like rubies in the moonlight. The warriors scattered, blown back by the sheer concentrated power within his aura. As the swifter fighters, Sakuyamon and Dukemon exchanged glances, and then dashed down after the Deva.
Dukemon sidled in front of him and struck forth with his lance, striking the outside of Chatsuramon's forearm as he defended himself. The lance seemed to almost glow in the moonlight, and it felt as though Dukemon's very essence was being channeled into it. The smooth white steel burned against his flesh; he could feel it slowly eating away at him.
Chatsuramon growled and shot a glance backwards; his flank was exposed.
Sakuyamon dashed in with the swiftness of a sparrow, her hair glimmering like a silver river with each precise step, launching herself into the air. Her lithe form completely disappeared within the moon's light, and Chatsuramon only had a split second to leap away as the four astral fox spirits from before flew down at him at full speed.
Another glance backward; missiles were heading toward him at top speed.
In the blink of an eye his aura formed a shield, but it was a split second too late. The impact of the missiles, though somewhat deflected, knocked him for a loop. He alighted upon a lamppost, straining to keep his composure as the warriors all came upon him. With a growl, he let loose another barrage of glowing orbs from his aura, each impacting the charging warriors with deadly accuracy.
Chunks of armor and debris intermixed in the air as the warriors were beaten back by the onslaught. He almost awarded himself a laugh, but then he noticed Sakuyamon step forward.
"You are so blind by your loyalty to that elitist ideal that you cannot even see your own defeat," she spoke solemnly. The other two warriors crowded in behind her as an almost transparent amethyst shield came up around them. "You will be thwarted by your own pride and incompetence." The shield flashed white as each orb impacted it, Chatsuramon nearly jumped out of his skin when he noticed them coming back at him at twice the speed he'd dispelled them.
He didn't have time to react as they struck his body all over, letting out a roar of anger and pain.
This was it.
Sakuyamon shot glances at both MegaGargomon and Dukemon, and at once, all three of them dispersed into the air after Chatsuramon.
MegaGargomon planted his feet firmly on the ground, unleashing a blinding barrage of shining red missiles. "The bond between humans and Digimon is what we seek to protect!" He shouted. "Your blindness is the root of your defeat!" The impact was deafening, filling the sky with a cloud of smoke as Chatsuramon's form accepted most of them. Sakuyamon dashed through the cloud after him, her staff glowing a bright pink.
"This mission of hatred and ignorance is one you will never complete, cur!" She shouted, swinging her staff twice across her body. Two blazing pink blades of raw energy sliced into Chatsuramon's body, sending him careening toward the ground. A whitish-silver blur accented by a flowing crimson cape dashed beneath her, skidding to a halt and holding out his glowing shield.
"The pain you have caused our friend is unforgivable," Dukemon said slowly, his amber eyes following the plummeting Deva. "It is because of your own blind hatred that I must deliver your swift and just punishment!" His stance firm and strong, he braced himself as a brilliant white beam erupted from his shield, slicing through the sky like a bolt of lightning. It struck Chatsuramon with ethereal accuracy, as though attracted by the wickedness that festered at his core.
Chatsuramon let out a roar of pain as the beam engulfed him, his eyes opening wide and rolling back into his head. This couldn't be happening…
Defeated?
By mere children?
Defeated by those who embraced their slave-like status to humans?
He slammed hard into the concrete, sending large chunks of it in all directions. Pain electrified his entire body; he couldn't move if he tried. It was even hard to breathe, and to his horror, he noticed that he was slowly dissolving into digital specks… "N-No… No….." He breathed acidly, glaring up in defiance as the three warriors stood over him. "Y-You… Damn all of you… May you rot for all eternity along with the humans of this world… May your human masters be eviscerated by their own foolishness… May you perish, whimpering like cowards and clutching what is left of your dignity…" With this last curse, his body dispersed into the air, each speck glimmering for a short while before disappearing into the air.
He was gone.
****
(Calumon's flashback)
Two children rushed as fast as they could. Why did everyone thought they were dead? Why did they? When it was just not true?
True,when Chatsuramon first appeared,they all thought they were going to die. But...it just didn't happen...
It started when they heard a voice.
"I'm taking control of your body,Chatsuramon. This just cannot continue..."
The twins recognised that voice. It belonged to someone who stayed with them through ups and downs. To someone who used to make strange lines at local school in order to soothe his instincts to play...
"Calumon?"
"Yes,tis me! Happy to see me?"
Needles to say,two twins jumped onto small creature,hugging him tightly.
"But now,you need to let me go."
His voice changed into commanding tone.
"Chatsuramon,save them. Save them. Save them."
Chatsuramon's eyes went blank as he scooped two twins,carrying them away from burning train. Calumon struggled to keep the Deva under control long enough for his best friend's tamers to be out of harm's way.
After they arrived in the Central park, Calumon,speaking through Chatsuramon,ordered the twins to go and hide in a place only three of them knew about. They nodded,and ran off as swiftly as they could.
Calumon relinquished his hold of Chatsuramon as soon as two were out of sight. Then he too ran after the two. Chatsuramon went back to gloating.
(End of Calumon's flashback)
Battered, bruised, and bleeding as they were, Sakuyamon and the others were victorious. Dukemon rested wearily against his lance, and MegaGargomon took a knee and panted heavily. Sakuyamon, however, was restless.
"What is it?" Dukemon asked breathlessly.
"Leomon and Beelzebumon… I don't see them…" She said worriedly.
"If it's any consolation," Terriermon's voice came, "I didn't see them at all during the fight once we showed up. Maybe they ducked out early to, you know, get some sleep?"
As if on cue, Dukemon swiftly De-Digivolved and Guilmon began sniffing around the area. He, like Terriermon, hadn't seen them on their extensive battlefield for quite a while, but either way, he'd be the only one truly able to find them at this point.
"I don't think Chatsuramon got a hold of them, Sakuyamon," Jenrya's voice boomed from within MegaGargomon. "I don't think you need to worry-"
"Beelzebumon was hurt," she interjected solemnly. "Badly. Chatsuramon was going to use those spherical projectiles to attack Leomon, but Beelzebumon stepped in front of him, and…"
There was a bout of silence between all of them, which was soon shattered by Guilmon calling them from afar. He was standing quite still, pointing a claw in the direction of the suburbs. "They went that way… But I'm scared…"
"Why, Guilmon?" Takato said concernedly. "What's wrong?"
Everyone's gaze followed Guilmon's claw as it slowly pointed down to the ground. A collective gasp filled the air. "It's his, Sakuyamon… All of it." A green tinge came to Takato's face, and he unconsciously stepped back.
Sakuyamon winced, and then swiftly looked back up at Guilmon. "Lead us. Quickly." With that they all took off after Guilmon, trying to forget the enormous puddle of blood they'd just seen.
*Meanwhile*
Calumon clung to Ai,who was lying in a bed inside an abandoned hut on west border of Shinjuky district. Mako was sleeping in other bed.
Those beds were far than comfortable,but at least they were safe from Chatsuramon's wrath here.
"Time to wake up,Mako! We've made breakfast!"
The breakfast consisted from two old pieces of bread and one hard boiled egg. That was all they could make. They were fugitives from Chatsuramon,after all. The dog Deva wanted to kill them. And they couldn't allow that. Neither could Calumon.
Of course,as soon as Chatsuramon was gone,all three would come out of hiding. The TV set that they found was enough to keep them updated on any news of Chatsuramon.
Finally,that day came. TV reporter uttered the words they've been longing to hear.
"The newest monster that attacked the city is now gone..."
Reporter was cut off as Mako slammed his fist on the table. Ai began dancing and Calumon's ears grew bigger,as they always did when he was in cheerful mood.
Next chapter: Calumon,Ai and Mako return to Impmon
Please give a review of two!
Deep lacerations streaked across his body, and he attempted to keep as much weight off of sprained or broken limbs as he could… This level of pain was embarrassing to someone of his importance, of his Godlike regality. To think that a combination of Digimon and humans could surpass that of a Deva, even someone as strong as him, left a hollow feeling down in his gut.
But he would not stand down. There would be no more humans commanding Digimon, no more humans uniting with Digimon, no more humans "befriending" Digimon. This all had to stop, and he was the only one worthy enough to do it. The other Devas had been fools, rushing into battle and lacking the passionate understanding of their Sovereign's ideas which only he retained. He would not sink into obscurity as they had; would not surrender to death only to join his comrades in failure.
He was not a failure.
He was the last one standing for a reason.
The humans knew that they stood no chance against such mighty beings as Digimon, which is why they sought to contain them and their powers under the guise of friendship, use them for their own purposes.
Selfish, greedy primates. Always seeking to make technology better, but never stepping back to realize that technology was swiftly growing better than them. They were obsolete beings, plain and simple. Creating Digimon was the only worthwhile thing they'd done.
The Sovereign knew that his kin were rapidly evolving and could take care of themselves. They didn't need to be monitored or contained, especially by humans. Chatsuramon knew that too. By binding oneself to a human, Digimon completely surrendered themselves and their power over to humans, the very thing they were fighting against.
Sakuyamon breathed heavily; the fight was slowly dying from what she felt though Chatsuramon did not want to admit defeat. His injuries were just as obvious as their own. She glanced to either side of where she stood; MegaGargomon stood at the ready despite his claw-cleaved armor and a few bruises, and Gallantmon maintained his regal poise despite a few minor lacerations. In all, she'd been glad that they'd shown up when they did; it was definitely making the fight a lot easier. True, in her rage-fueled attack not long ago she'd dealt some damage, but nothing entirely defining. But now, it seemed as though every single attack connected, damage was inflicted, and they seemed to be chipping away at Chatsuramon's self-appreciating resolve.
They'd hurt more than just his body. They'd hurt his pride.
"Fools…" All eyes fell upon the prideful Deva, his very aura radiating fathomless levels of hatred. His beady red eyes flashed, his lips curled in a sneer as he bore his fangs. "You're all fools… Relinquishing your power to humans… Why… Why do you do this to yourselves?"
"You act as though we've damned ourselves to a horrid fate," Renamon's voice echoed within Sakuyamon. "We have done nothing more than given ourselves purpose."
"Purpose," he whispered acidly. "You call "purpose" being strung on a leash by some obsolete fleshling? Wasting your power on the well-being of something which seeks to control you?"
"There is a difference between control and the bonds that we share," Sakuyamon continued. "And what good is power when it is spent amongst savages who only use it to fight? Humans do lack the vitality Digimon have, that is true, but that does not make us better than them. They lend us a power that you will never understand or grasp; they imbue us with the power to change, the power to trust, the power to defend good beings from evil…"
"It is not power that these creatures lend to you. They only lend you vulnerability, a vulnerability which mirrors their own. Humans decompose with every breath they take, and for all of their technological success, they are rapidly declining in terms of merit… And when they die, staining the earth with their crimson filth, their Digimon pets rot with them, still bound to the twisted corpses holding their leashes." His voice lowered. "These bonds are meant to be severed, so I started with him."
Sakuyamon faltered slightly; there was something important behind those words, something cryptic. She searched Chatsuramon's words frantically, and with each passing second the true nature of his statement was becoming clearer…
It suddenly made sense.
The fact that the only one Chatsuramon had a true grudge against lost his partners was no coincidence, nor a cruel trick played by Fate.
"That was no accident." Dukemon and MegaGargomon turned their attention to Sakuyamon, whose voice had taken a low, hellish tone. "You… You were behind it all along…"
"Sakuyamon…?" Dukemon began.
"You were the one who caused the train wreck," she continued acidly, taking a step forward. "All of those people, including Ai and Mako, lost their lives because of you…" The last words rolled off of her tongue like poison.
Dukemon's grip on his silver lance tightened as he turned burning amber eyes upon Chatsuramon. "You monster… Those people were helpless! For goodness sake, Ai and Mako were just children!"
"You murdered all of those people just to make a point?" Jenrya's voice roared from within MegaGargomon. "You murdered them all just to support your one-sided war against humans? None of them had done anything to hurt you!"
Chatsuramon narrowed his eyes, his tail whipping about slightly. "I began with those two because they were the easiest, and his connection to them was absolute. I needed to make an example of him as well as them; in the world that I wish to help my Sovereign Zhuqiaomon create, we will have no tolerance for those who associate with humans."
"Your ideals are flaccid, cur," Sakuyamon hissed. "Zhuqiaomon himself assisted us in protecting this world from destruction not long ago. He abandoned that foolish quest for human elimination when he witnessed our ability to merge with our human Tamers, as well as our desire to work together rather than fight needlessly. Our unity despite his aggression earned us his respect."
A new look had come over Chatsuramon; it was a combination of shock, disgust, and confusion. His mouth hung agape, his entire body completely rigid. His mouth slowly closed, and his brows furrowed. "You speak lies," he growled through his teeth.
"We speak the truth," Dukemon stepped forward. "We had a common enemy at the time, and only in these combined forms would we do any damage to it-"
"LIES! FILTH!" Chatsuramon roared suddenly, his aura blazing across his battered form. His eyes shone blood red, and he bore his fangs viciously as his hackles rose. "There is no chance Lord Zhuqiaomon would EVER utter such kind words to such… WALKING ABOMINATIONS!" The aura doubled in size, causing the three warriors to take a few steps back. "I will create this world for him; a world without human influence, unsoiled by human filth!" His voice dropped to a low, threatening tone. "And any Digimon blasphemer who stands in my way will be vanquished without mercy."
He dashed in at them with a powerful roar, his eyes blazing like rubies in the moonlight. The warriors scattered, blown back by the sheer concentrated power within his aura. As the swifter fighters, Sakuyamon and Dukemon exchanged glances, and then dashed down after the Deva.
Dukemon sidled in front of him and struck forth with his lance, striking the outside of Chatsuramon's forearm as he defended himself. The lance seemed to almost glow in the moonlight, and it felt as though Dukemon's very essence was being channeled into it. The smooth white steel burned against his flesh; he could feel it slowly eating away at him.
Chatsuramon growled and shot a glance backwards; his flank was exposed.
Sakuyamon dashed in with the swiftness of a sparrow, her hair glimmering like a silver river with each precise step, launching herself into the air. Her lithe form completely disappeared within the moon's light, and Chatsuramon only had a split second to leap away as the four astral fox spirits from before flew down at him at full speed.
Another glance backward; missiles were heading toward him at top speed.
In the blink of an eye his aura formed a shield, but it was a split second too late. The impact of the missiles, though somewhat deflected, knocked him for a loop. He alighted upon a lamppost, straining to keep his composure as the warriors all came upon him. With a growl, he let loose another barrage of glowing orbs from his aura, each impacting the charging warriors with deadly accuracy.
Chunks of armor and debris intermixed in the air as the warriors were beaten back by the onslaught. He almost awarded himself a laugh, but then he noticed Sakuyamon step forward.
"You are so blind by your loyalty to that elitist ideal that you cannot even see your own defeat," she spoke solemnly. The other two warriors crowded in behind her as an almost transparent amethyst shield came up around them. "You will be thwarted by your own pride and incompetence." The shield flashed white as each orb impacted it, Chatsuramon nearly jumped out of his skin when he noticed them coming back at him at twice the speed he'd dispelled them.
He didn't have time to react as they struck his body all over, letting out a roar of anger and pain.
This was it.
Sakuyamon shot glances at both MegaGargomon and Dukemon, and at once, all three of them dispersed into the air after Chatsuramon.
MegaGargomon planted his feet firmly on the ground, unleashing a blinding barrage of shining red missiles. "The bond between humans and Digimon is what we seek to protect!" He shouted. "Your blindness is the root of your defeat!" The impact was deafening, filling the sky with a cloud of smoke as Chatsuramon's form accepted most of them. Sakuyamon dashed through the cloud after him, her staff glowing a bright pink.
"This mission of hatred and ignorance is one you will never complete, cur!" She shouted, swinging her staff twice across her body. Two blazing pink blades of raw energy sliced into Chatsuramon's body, sending him careening toward the ground. A whitish-silver blur accented by a flowing crimson cape dashed beneath her, skidding to a halt and holding out his glowing shield.
"The pain you have caused our friend is unforgivable," Dukemon said slowly, his amber eyes following the plummeting Deva. "It is because of your own blind hatred that I must deliver your swift and just punishment!" His stance firm and strong, he braced himself as a brilliant white beam erupted from his shield, slicing through the sky like a bolt of lightning. It struck Chatsuramon with ethereal accuracy, as though attracted by the wickedness that festered at his core.
Chatsuramon let out a roar of pain as the beam engulfed him, his eyes opening wide and rolling back into his head. This couldn't be happening…
Defeated?
By mere children?
Defeated by those who embraced their slave-like status to humans?
He slammed hard into the concrete, sending large chunks of it in all directions. Pain electrified his entire body; he couldn't move if he tried. It was even hard to breathe, and to his horror, he noticed that he was slowly dissolving into digital specks… "N-No… No….." He breathed acidly, glaring up in defiance as the three warriors stood over him. "Y-You… Damn all of you… May you rot for all eternity along with the humans of this world… May your human masters be eviscerated by their own foolishness… May you perish, whimpering like cowards and clutching what is left of your dignity…" With this last curse, his body dispersed into the air, each speck glimmering for a short while before disappearing into the air.
He was gone.
****
(Calumon's flashback)
Two children rushed as fast as they could. Why did everyone thought they were dead? Why did they? When it was just not true?
True,when Chatsuramon first appeared,they all thought they were going to die. But...it just didn't happen...
It started when they heard a voice.
"I'm taking control of your body,Chatsuramon. This just cannot continue..."
The twins recognised that voice. It belonged to someone who stayed with them through ups and downs. To someone who used to make strange lines at local school in order to soothe his instincts to play...
"Calumon?"
"Yes,tis me! Happy to see me?"
Needles to say,two twins jumped onto small creature,hugging him tightly.
"But now,you need to let me go."
His voice changed into commanding tone.
"Chatsuramon,save them. Save them. Save them."
Chatsuramon's eyes went blank as he scooped two twins,carrying them away from burning train. Calumon struggled to keep the Deva under control long enough for his best friend's tamers to be out of harm's way.
After they arrived in the Central park, Calumon,speaking through Chatsuramon,ordered the twins to go and hide in a place only three of them knew about. They nodded,and ran off as swiftly as they could.
Calumon relinquished his hold of Chatsuramon as soon as two were out of sight. Then he too ran after the two. Chatsuramon went back to gloating.
(End of Calumon's flashback)
Battered, bruised, and bleeding as they were, Sakuyamon and the others were victorious. Dukemon rested wearily against his lance, and MegaGargomon took a knee and panted heavily. Sakuyamon, however, was restless.
"What is it?" Dukemon asked breathlessly.
"Leomon and Beelzebumon… I don't see them…" She said worriedly.
"If it's any consolation," Terriermon's voice came, "I didn't see them at all during the fight once we showed up. Maybe they ducked out early to, you know, get some sleep?"
As if on cue, Dukemon swiftly De-Digivolved and Guilmon began sniffing around the area. He, like Terriermon, hadn't seen them on their extensive battlefield for quite a while, but either way, he'd be the only one truly able to find them at this point.
"I don't think Chatsuramon got a hold of them, Sakuyamon," Jenrya's voice boomed from within MegaGargomon. "I don't think you need to worry-"
"Beelzebumon was hurt," she interjected solemnly. "Badly. Chatsuramon was going to use those spherical projectiles to attack Leomon, but Beelzebumon stepped in front of him, and…"
There was a bout of silence between all of them, which was soon shattered by Guilmon calling them from afar. He was standing quite still, pointing a claw in the direction of the suburbs. "They went that way… But I'm scared…"
"Why, Guilmon?" Takato said concernedly. "What's wrong?"
Everyone's gaze followed Guilmon's claw as it slowly pointed down to the ground. A collective gasp filled the air. "It's his, Sakuyamon… All of it." A green tinge came to Takato's face, and he unconsciously stepped back.
Sakuyamon winced, and then swiftly looked back up at Guilmon. "Lead us. Quickly." With that they all took off after Guilmon, trying to forget the enormous puddle of blood they'd just seen.
*Meanwhile*
Calumon clung to Ai,who was lying in a bed inside an abandoned hut on west border of Shinjuky district. Mako was sleeping in other bed.
Those beds were far than comfortable,but at least they were safe from Chatsuramon's wrath here.
"Time to wake up,Mako! We've made breakfast!"
The breakfast consisted from two old pieces of bread and one hard boiled egg. That was all they could make. They were fugitives from Chatsuramon,after all. The dog Deva wanted to kill them. And they couldn't allow that. Neither could Calumon.
Of course,as soon as Chatsuramon was gone,all three would come out of hiding. The TV set that they found was enough to keep them updated on any news of Chatsuramon.
Finally,that day came. TV reporter uttered the words they've been longing to hear.
"The newest monster that attacked the city is now gone..."
Reporter was cut off as Mako slammed his fist on the table. Ai began dancing and Calumon's ears grew bigger,as they always did when he was in cheerful mood.
Next chapter: Calumon,Ai and Mako return to Impmon
Please give a review of two!
