Fandom [IC]The Veil To Spurn: A Digimon Survivor Tale

[galvanismgal]

“Oh♡….,” Mei said loudly to signal to Black Gabumon that her side was going well and to infuriate Gladimon even more. Being use to putting on personas really paid off in cases like these. The pause because she didn’t even know Kotomon’s name could be played off as her being thankful for his realization. While the element of surprise would be nice with this change of events, Mei doubted it could be pulled off by Kotomon so best to just press the advantage they now had bluntly rather than by trickery. She ignored the data stream since this was not about her digivice; to her it was simply the digital version of shoujo manga bubbles.

“I’m sure the Cardinal needs to hear about this posthaste. They should be as understanding as they are benevolent so there should be no harm in you escaping…I just worry that you’ll miss a chance to stand up for what’s right since it would help restore your honor by smiting that most foul stain on the order. While your allies may come to your aid, I worry his nefarious ways will whisper lies to besmirch you to the cardinal if he is allowed to return. But…,” Mei paused to tack a strand of hair behind her ear before continuing with a tone gentle as the spring breeze,” I wouldn’t dare ask you to put yourself at risk for my sake so let heaviness not grace your heart if you can’t bear to strike him down just knowing you gives me faith that we can overcome this hardship.”

Whether Kotomon took the suggestion to fight on their behalf or to report back it still would remove them from the area. The Digimon landing the final blow to Gladimon would be ideal so both her and Black Gabumon could keep their hands clean of the matter. Mei could still kill the little oven mitt wearing thing of course but everyone deserved at least the smallest chance at redemption. Plus, with how stupid he was the little thing probably just fell into whatever cult was attacking the place. If it was an organized religion there would have been much better ways to take over the town than violence. The opportunity to plant someone on the inside or cause a ripple of strife in the cult could by their group time to escape as well since Mei could see them getting blamed for all of this somehow. If it came down to the truth or peace it was clear what Gabriel would choose.

Now that she had the moral and physical higher ground it was time for Gladimon to realize he was beneath her.

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Fucking ouchies am I right? Black Gabumon had little leeway to escape the higher rank Digimon’s attack. Without the steam there was a chance the attacks would have hit worse marks but with damage on both sides of their body they couldn’t favor one of them to pull off a counter attack. Still, the physical pain they felt was nothing compared to that of their memories so Black Gabumon's mind raced on despite it.

While Gladimon was near the scaffolding it would be pointless to launch an attack. There was no way their fire attacks would cause it to catch fire fast enough to effect things nor could they force Gladimon to crash into it to destroy the structure to hopefully get trapped within the rubble.

Upon hearing Mei cry out in hacha~ Black Gabumon proceeded to barrel roll under the nearest scaffolding and start actually crying. The movement revealed that not only had Gladimon stuck their body but also caused bald spot as well. Truly a wretched little thing they were. The poorest of little meow meows.

“Is this the fate of those tossed aside?” Black Gabumon pleaded through their tears. They knew the answer...but also knew Gladimon made a brick look smart so if acting like their partner betrayed them and the tinfoil hat Digimon’s victory was all but assured he most likely would gloat and mansplain of serving their deity. If he continued his attack Black Gabumon trusted Mei had something figured out.

 

[Anorgos]

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Compared to the swing of Dark Knightmon's lance, her Dark Twister was nothing but a puff of air against the overwhelming force. The hit landed square against the Ancient Sphinxmon's mask, and though it might have been a momentary startle in the best outcome, it was nothing like the hurricane of force that erupted from the guarding Digimon's, halted, swipe.

"Gahh!!!" Immediately there was no control, no way to right herself, all Lopmon could do was get carried right through the air and back slamming into the ground a few feet from the still tightly frozen Róisín.

To Róisín everything else didn't exist or matter. The tendrils of flames held her tight, gripping so much as to make breathing difficult but not with any intention of going the whole way and crushing her outright. No, it wanted to keep her contained, uncomfortable, as the faces swarmed around her with their constant chatting.

"Bab's....please Bab...." Her voice, stance, she spent a long time crafting her outward presence to be that of someone strong, someone not capable of pushing around, that was all gone in this moment. She barely could get out a whisper as she tightly kept her eyes shut, the tears not as heavy as before but still there.

"It's okay, Róisín....it's okay...." The voices quietly coo'ed to her, like that of a comforting parent trying to calm a baby. The faces weren't really faces, more approximate to what one should be, as if someone had modeled the shape out of clay but then never added the details. But to Róisín it didn't matter, it was Bab's, all of them were her and they all were saying the same thing.

"...we'll go together..."

"...no....no, please...I'm sor..."

The world shattered for her. The sound of wind, flames, explosions from the fighting, sounds came flying back to her before the feeling of dirt and rock slammed into her arm as she and Eliam slammed into the ground with a heavy thud.

At the same time, Lopmon gritted her teeth as she pulled herself back up, watching as Salamon jumped into the fray just as their partner tackled Róisín. The wind did nothing, and probably anything she or anyone else had wouldn't make a dent in either of the powerful Digimon, but the anger was still there, the rage, and so she immediately joined in right after Salamon's attack.

"Blazing Ice!"

The bullets of ice splattered more across the ground at Knightmon's feet, the rest breaking into pieces against its armour.

"Blazing Ice!!"

They hit higher this time, more concentrated, but harmless against the Digimon as it stood unmoving.

"BLAZING ICE!!!"

It struck Dark Knightmon's face, it struck Ancient Sphinxmon's face and claws, it was the largest amount of ice the little bunny could unleash, and still it was like snowflakes for the two powerful Digimon as Lopmon all but collapsed to the ground out of breath and drive.

"God dam..." Róisín mumbled with her groan, gently not trying to shove Eliam off her as she pulled herself out of the dirt. Where was she again...? Everything was so new but familiar at the same time. How long was she away...? What was happening...Lopmon...where was Lopmon?!

"Shall we continue the cure to your affliction,"

The voice snapped her full attention forward, her breath got shaky and panicked as she looked straight into Sphinxmon's malicious eyes, Knightmon's stoic stance, and the battered form of Lopmon before her.

That fear was still there. The pain, guilt, how she deserved it...but she didn't want to go back, she wasn't going to let it happen again, and that rage, anger, Passion, rose to the surface like an eruption.

"No...stay away...stay out of my head!!!" She roared ferociously, more feral than human as she shot daggers at the two digimon with such defiance and hatred that she didn't take notice of the swirling data that collected to Eliam and her Digivice, nor the muffled sounds coming from her jacket pocket.

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She was weak, barely able to stand, she could just make out the sounds of Roísín standing and roaring but she couldn't focus on what she was saying. Then she felt light, floating like a cloud as she began to burn bright white for all present, a cocoon of multiple layers of colour and data forming around the little form until she was completely gone from sight.

LOPMON DIGIVOLVE TO...

It was her voice, but almost as if automated, no control or meaning, more like a statement or execution of a function. The cocoon began to grow bigger, taking up more and more space and the lights grew more intense.

Then it pulsed....pulsed again....and the same automated voice repeated and repeated as the shell grew massive, the colours grew darker and the pulses got stronger until...

It shattered, and from the cocoon wasn't the same bunny as before. It was hulking in size and muscle, at least 15 or more feet tall even with its hunched back. The arms lay heavy to the sides as it still sort of floated for a moment post hatching, before gravity seemed to return and its short hover above the ground gave way to a crushing of rock as its full weight landed.

It slowly took deep breaths, gently turning to the side to eye up Salamon, Eliam, and of course...

"Row....sheen...."

The voice was deep and gravelly, but underlying it was Lopmon, she was there, this was her. Róisín could only look on in shock at the giant before her, it's whole form completely different from the tiny bunny she held in her arms or on her shoulder. But it was her Lopmon. The long ears were still present, even if it looked like the Digimon had scalped the poor prior form, but the eyes, the kind eyes of Lopmon were still there as they looked at one another.

"Pro...tec..." It calmly, but almost forcibly, said each word as if trying its best to speak...or think clearly...and it became even more obvious as she turned back towards the two Digimon that had caused it's partner pain.

"Pro...Pro..."

Róisín immediately saw it, the fear and rage she had was shoved to the side as she reached out her hand towards the slow trembling, shaking of shoulders, and tightening fists of her Digimon.

"Lop don't...!!!!"

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Knightmon's swing was powerful, precise. This force was raging like a storm, strong, and everywhere at once. The ground and trees close by shook from the deafening roar, the air seemed to even warble and shimmer from the sound around the giant. Though the sound began to lessen, the creature tightened its fist and reeled back a swing that would have no normal way of reaching any of the digimon, until it once again shouted...

"CABLE CRUSHER!!"

It was as if a cannon went off, the fist and arm shooting out like a thick steel cabled whip as it swung. They quickly stretched, and with enough force that the trees in its way had no way to survive as it decapitated them and anything in its way one after another with no sign of slowing down, all with the purpose of colliding with the sources of its anger.

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

There was nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing, only desperate, and angry swirling around in their body like a typhoon as their carefully constructed, delicate web of don't think about it snapped like a taut fishing line.

And they were so, so angry.

People said it was a red haze, but Arii thought that was bullshit, because there was nothing but the anger. The world didn't exist anymore, because they were too angry. It swallowed their mind like a tornado, and they just kept talking, trying to cool the heat in their chest like had worked every time before, and it didn't.

They laughed in the firecat's face, its heat baking their skin uncomfortably, but everything was uncomfortable right now because their ribs were trying to split them in half and their heart was a volcano in their chest. "Fuck you," they barked, and even as it drew closer and singed their hair, they were too angry to be afraid. Because at least, at least if they were dead, it wouldn't feel like their organs were melting in them. "You aren't even going to try, little cat? Try to fix me?" Their grin was manic. A baring of teeth that stretched too far. They breathed too hard, too fast, and their world spotted, but it didn't matter that they were hyperventilating, because they didn't care. "Some grand fucking preacher you are, I've had fifth-graders—"

And then one of the mushrooms was gone.

Just like that.

For a heartbeat, it seemed everything was still. Silent.

Then the bubble in their ears popped, and the first thing out of their mouth was "You WHORE!" which was not what they thought they would have said if they hadn't been missing half of their braincells and the others weren't baking under what was probably an elephant's worth of cortisol. "Glad to know religious freaks are the same in the digiworld as they are in the human world,what? Was he too much trou—"

Something hit them.

Their arm was twisted in the same moment they whipped their head back, mouth open, teeth flashing, and the blade bit into their thumb with sharpened efficiency. Fight, their body howled as hands met skin, and it burned.

They could see skin. Hair. A neck, perfectly within the range of their teeth. They could just feel the crackle of electricity in their veins, not yet reaching their most important muscles.

But they could also see the desperate, fight-me-me-me, look at me, loud! Loud!

Their teeth closed on the hood of their own jacket, and they braced as fierce pain rocketed up their spine, locking the major muscles on one side until they couldn't feel them anymore. They twitched once, a spasm, really.

Loud, loud! Fight me-me-me-me, Green all-but shouted from beside them, and Arii found themself tangled in horrible, cloying arms even as they stared, unabashedly, blankly, at Raven, who looked so much like an echo of their siblings in the set of her shoulders and the way one of her hands curled in the nape of their jacket, stay stay stay, be still.

Huh.

And then the worm turned into a person.

A person with some teeth. And Raven was yelling, but Arii wasn't particularly paying attention, because among all the chaos, in the distance, just within range of the only one of their eyes that could see worth a damn, a tree went flying. Like. The whole tree.

Huh.

They huffed a soft, odd noise, like a dying gurgle, and found that the fire in their throat had cooled. Their chest still hurt like they'd been run over by the neighbor's dirtbike, but it didn't burn, and sear, and scorch.

With the cat otherwise engaged, they licked the blood off their fingers and tucked their blade into its sheath—not before wiping it off, first, of course—and stood.

They immediately stubbed their toe, and squawked, glaring at the offending object.

A blood-spotted rock sat by their foot. Probably the same one they'd cracked their head on. They nudged it with their foot. It wasn't rooted into the ground very well. With not even half a thought in their exhausted brain, their adrenaline already fading with the dregs of the last of their emotions, they crouched, picked up the rock...

and hurled it directly at the firecat.

That done, they turned and held out a jacket-covered hand to the still-kneeling Raven. Something like a peace offering, they thought. "That was stupid," they said, and their voice was back to monotone. They cocked their head. "You're lucky you have a good partner, Raven. We could have both died." There was something else in there. A tone that Arii couldn't quite hide with their unsteady (they were still shaking, rocking like they couldn't quite understand which direction was which) control of themself (though it was fading quickly. It must not have done too much damage).

It wasn't a thank you. It wasn't a sorry, because Arii wasn't sure they felt either of those things. To some extent, it might have been better if they'd gotten incinerated so the merry band of morons would stop trying to protect them all the damn time and leave their own backs exposed.

But they thought Raven could have her own name back.

Because they thought they might understand. Just a little bit. The kind of understanding borne of snarling at a coyote, a flock hidden behind them. The kind of understanding borne of their sister snagging them by the back of the jacket and them going limp on muscle memory because something was wrong.

 

[Twist]

Her punch landed with a satisfying thud, sending Kotemon skidding. Using his sword as an anchor, he quickly disappeared behind a wall of fire. Tentoman placed her hands on her hips, a traditional pose for a superhero, however her left claw lay flat against her side. Caught up in her fantasy, she tested her powers and taking a deep breath she 'blew' away Kotemon's finite firewall. Her little hands shook with unhideable glee. What other powers did she have? "I'm her sidekick!" she retorted "Tentoman!"

Kotemon's cry was a warning for Tentoman, the little ladybug squatting down just in time to avoid the iron ball, only to be quickly pressed by a flurry of bamboo blows. Pulling her arms close to her shell like a boxer, Tentomon did her best to weather the blows, wincing as the blows landed on her left. But after a moment it was over. "Is that it?" Tentoman laughed almost mockingly.

Tentoman took the opening as it was, only to fall for the feint of her opponent, her foot smashed and set alight. "Hachacha!" she squealed, hopping around on one foot.

Pitching to her right, she hopped, hopped and then crashed into Kotemon, his sword raised into the air for a final attack as she luckily countered with an impromptu 'Stumbling Attack.' Body bashed away, Kotemon was slammed into by his duelling double. Tentomon spun her head towards Gazimon and nodded. "I'm on it!" she said.

Putting her hands on her hips, she raised one claw, before quickly switching to the other and took to the sky after Gryzmon and her partner.

Thrown by Gazimon into the air, Bushi-Agumon rammed into Kotemon, his head making direct contact with Kotemon’s helmet in a dazed headbutt.

“Urk—hic!” Bushi-Agumon burped loudly, the sheer immensity of his 'Bubble Breath' attack sending the variant flying backwards. Bushi-Agumon hit the ground with a wobble, swaying as he stood up, one claw gripping his katana’s handle. He yanked the sword free, waving it around like an oversized toy, eyes bleary but filled with a strange mixture of determination and confusion.

Sword aloft, he circled Kotemon, his footsteps uneven yet strangely menacing. Giggling from time to time, he stared down his opponent, steel hiding behind the glaze. Clawed fingers remembered every groove and notch on the hilt. Years of practice bled into every muscle of his arm and twitched in anticipation. The body would do what the mind could not and fight. A step forward would be met with Choukousoku Ichimonjigiri, a super high speed horizontal slash. A defensive approach, Chouteisoku Ichimonjigiri, his super low speed attack. Stay or fight, B-A's body would act and swords would clash.....

Meanwhile, Kimi held on tight to Gryzmon’s back, her mind racing for a plan. Carts and ramshackle huts flew left and right making it hard for Kimi to look up but when she did she could see the charging Tuskmon, whose horns were pulsing with a dangerous energy.

Asked for ideas she considered the possibility of using the wall and Tuskmon’s own charge to take him down, her friend redirecting the momentum back on top of the Cretaceous era charger . But there were risks—if Gryzmon leapt over Tuskmon to bring the wall down on top of him, there’d be a massive risk of misjudging the distance or, worse, causing even more collateral damage. And was it even possible? She voiced her idea to the Champion all the same. Perhaps throw the errant objects back at him. But what of the poor people and Digimon who owned them?

The 'Cool Girl' percolated, as another cart shot over head. A data stream distracted Kimi for a moment, as well as Gryzmon. She glanced at her digivice, seeing a soft glow and a notification from her twin 'towers' app. A crash from behind signalled another lobbed object, bigger this time. She turned from her digivice and leaned forward to Gryzmon “Can we intercept him before he reaches the gate?! Do you know any shortcut's around the town we can use?”

At that moment, Tentomon darted down from above, now wearing Kimi’s white jacket, the oversized thing looking like a makeshift superhero cape on the red rookie. "We need to get off this street. Once we're off the street maybe then he'll stop throwing things around? Become less agitated?"

"Tentomon! Can you follow Tuskmon from above? Keep him in sight but stay high enough so we can see you?"

“I’ll keep an eye on him from above, Cool Kimi!” she declared, saluting with a bold grin. Bruised and battered the little ladybug seemed unsuitably chipper...

Kimi's brow furrowed. Above?

She looked at the buildings around them. Maybe they could get them ahead and out of sight of Tuskmon....

 

[Azurian Dream]

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Medical Team: Ace Damage Report

Clinical Evaluation Team:
Scatterbrain (Ace/Cutemon) Pumpkid (Ruth/Terriermon)

Objective:
Objective Update... Take Out The Satellite
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Youkomon continued circling Ruth as the human girl contemplated something of an answer. The fox only chuckled humored by the white rabbit's puffed-up intent of a challenge as the girl rubbed her crystal. The Digimon could tell the answer had been decided, and she listened to what Ruth had to say while her tails swayed like seaweed in the ocean waves. A worship of things to come, over something undefinable, goodwill unto others, will of the protection of oneself in that act, and above else a guiding voice in the dark. The straight, and narrow path? Again Youokomon did one last circle around the girl this time spiraling closer and closer until she halted right behind Ruth her vulpine face now dangerously close to Ruth's with one bite being all it took to end her.

It was here Ruth's true boldness stood out catching the fox with some surprise as she tilted her head with a raised eyebrow. If anything this Youkomon was a patient listener at least as the girl's memories played out like a film to the purple fox on the innocent human's face as she gushed out her heart in firm belief. Though the fox got a good legit laugh out at "your god" from the girl's lips. The Vulpine's maw opened wide with teeth flashed in the sunlight as she whispered something to Ruth.

"Then, by all means, be ready to prove all that," She smiled with unknown amused content before she moved her eyes from Ruth to Cyclomon, and then the satellite behind him that was originally set up by the Shamamon, and cause of this chaos. As they did her tails aflame and started to make circles forming into a flash image of a satellite dish.

"It's funny, isn't it? All that raw strength and yet that brute hasn't moved nary a step, almost glued to the spot? Wonder what would happen if someone did something to that little rod of a satellite dish. Though to accomplish that they would need to go through that brute. Dare to back your words child, and we just might meet again," Youkomon spoke as her face pulled away from Ruth's vision as her tails dispersed creating the image of the Satellite being vanquished. If Ruth were to turn around she would find that Youkomon had vanished into thin air.
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The grunt Shamamon reveled in the pain it delivered to Ace. Every ache, twitch, and spasm of pain across his face fed into the rookie's malice as the human willingness to take it only made the goblin want to break him more. His leader in sync also basked in the glory of their cause at work as Cutemon squirmed in his grip as the human tried to save his partner.

However, what both Shamamon failed to realize? Was how close enough, Ace had edged the grunt Shamamon... into Cutemons attack range. The leading Shamamon would feel the heat around his hands confused only for a moment before it would be too late. As someone unaccustomed to a shotgun felt the whole reverb of Cutemons blast through his hand sending him backward forcing him to painfully let Cutemons face go as his hand got the kick back from the kinetic attack.

Hitting the ground hard the lead Shamamon watched as his loyal brother turned around to see what the commission was only to receive a power blast all over sending the bone holder pushing the barbaric rookie away from Ace, but not taking him off his footing. The Shamamon grunted teeth gritted as his whole body vibrated from the damage forcing him to take a few steps in any direction as it slammed its hand against its head trying to get the echoing to stop. Cyclomon's attention was averted from Ruth as he watched The Laity members have their thunder stolen however before the brute could intervene the leading Shamamon leader called out.

"We have this brother I promise. We are more than capable," the tribal leader of the goblins decreed infuriated by his own mistake, and mishandling of the situation like a child with a toy. It got up with the club in hand deadlocked on Cutemon, and Ace who were in front of it. The human, and Bio partner were now between the two recovering Shamamon with the one who had assaulted each still nearest to the target originally set.

This however was not a positive case as a recovering Shamamon who had been tail slapped away from Ruth recovered as well, and not wanting a repeat of what had happened was more than willing to return to his brothers against Ace/Cutemon. Now trapped in a triangle formation by the three brothers Shamamon. The leader grew a cocky grin that little pink bunny had caught them off guard in tandem with the boy, but that was naught above a desperate struggle. They had them, and they would defeat them before starting the trial to purge the sin from the human boy.

"Shama Stri...,"

"Water Strike."

Right as the newly returned Shamamon went to pitch a fireball for Ace's face the whole field was reminded that another player was very much still on the field. Doctor Tanaka hadn't stopped trying to get a shot in to help, carrying her Digimon the whole time. Before that batting swing could make its mark on the fireball a water blast hit the back of the swinging Shamamon causing them to yelp in pain as they instead sent their fireball right at the feet of the goblin who had been attacking Ace. The dirt spray blinded the Shamamon who dropped their bone in the panic of it all.

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU INTERLOPERS, MAD TWIST," the leader Shamamon spoke enraged further as he pointed his club at her sending a stream of purple energy rings that hit Syakomon head on sending both Doctor and Mollusk flying in a painful scream. They were sent flying, crashing into their medical hut out of sight. His frustrations peaked as he pulled out a bone spinning both it and the club in his other hand charging wildly for Cutemon.

"AND YOU CAN DIE TRAITOR," the leader of the Shamamon howled as he leaped for Cutemon with both bone and club.

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Vibing In the Forest Faction Team:

Lounging Team:
galvanismgal (Mei/Black Gabumon), Twist (Kimi/Tentomon)

Objective:
Stop Tuskmon From Destroying the Fort Gate

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Gladimon chased after Black Gabumon still mid-Wheel Rush, his blades sliced up the ground in his pursuit of the black pelted lizard. Luckily for the variant, it dodged underneath a scaffold just in time to miss getting slashed again by Gladimon forcing him to wheel around coming back in for a victorious strike. Until the honorable death to come was muddled by a crocodile-filled cry fest enraging the knight pinball. This proceeded to drive the Knight into madness as this damn thing couldn't even die honorable truly a sin of how sinful the woman it was latched to was.

Yet unlike the buildings which were purposely made light and tear downable as needed for the fort life, the Scaffoldings were not. As soon as Gladimons blade hit the much more extremely held-together and thick beams there would be a pause of awkwardness as Gladimon hung a bit above Black Gabumon. Both rapiers dug about a third into the wood until becoming stuck into it as the pinball held tightly to them unwilling to let them go as he struggled with his feet dangling above the ground.

"How... how... DARE YOU, COWARD," Gladimon screamed into a hissy fit of the extreme embarrassment of the situation the extremely deadly edge they had currently sheathed.

"Such blatant disrespect for the field of battle. Such... such DISEASED INABILITY TO FIGHT HEAD ON. AND FOR IT? I AM STRUCK UPON MY PRIDE HAVING GAVE YOU FAIR GROUNDS TO DIE WITH DIGINITY," Gladimon continued to spout its uncouth temperament. As it looked for an advantage out of this unexpected turn of events it founds its eyes locked onto Mei, and his Laity errant Kotomon a few scaffolds away... talking...

"WHAT MANNER OF MEANING IS THIS STRIKE HER UNCONSCIOUS AND HELP ME WITH THIS BLANK MARBELLED TRASH," Gladimon called out to his ally. The Kotomon turned to Mei who would talk of how she thought of his situation. The Kotemon turned from Mei, and Gladimon the pressures of situational decision-making taking its time to brew in the copper kendo mask it wore. Though some of Mei's assumptions were a bit bold and pushing in Kotemon saw the meaning of her words. Even if it sided with Gladimon given the nature shown and the actions taken... anything that involved Gladimon living moving forward was starting to appear like a death sentence for itself.

For the digimon currently dangling who at best would have put in a minor punishment on such behavior witnessed unaware of the madness Mei had whispered into his underling's ears further frustrations caused him to wiggle wildly as one of his blades started to loosen from the wood it was embedded in. Yet as the kotemon came to a almost formed decision it was the last coo from Mei that made an unexpected change to where it could have gone.

"No. You know what both of you suck," Gladimon halted in its struggles as the Kotemon lashed out pointing an accusing finger at Mei. "You're just as bad as that bright light of a devil-in-disguise songstress who made such a big deal of this all."

"HOW DARE YOU INSULT THE POPE GRACE WITH YOUR UNEARNED TONGUE," Gladimon yelled out in true frustration now.

"No, you know how I see it? You're just both assholes after what you want triggering to get us lower class fools to eat out of your BLEGH....," The Kotemon who was about to leave while still holding onto a shouting match with was impaled by the pulled-out blade that Gladimon had finally freed and thrown piercing through the rookie's body. The Digimon took a few steps back turning to Mei before falling off the Scaffold with its hands around the blade impeded into its body. A good resounding thud followed, but if one were to look over the edge of the scaffolding they would see the Kotemon had surprisingly survived and was in quite a bit of pain.

"Such a silver tongue that only a devil would own turning one against the light. You are beyond saving.... forget you lizard for when she dies you share her fate," Gladimons voice was different the rage had changed into pure concentration calm as it finally got its foot against a wooden panel and started to pull out its still stuck blade... that it would intend to pierce Mei with. It had enough of this folly its pride had been hampered, it dignity spat in, its respect mushed, and now it had to dirty its own hands with human upon its blade. This girl would be taught a lesson to die for.

"YOU WILL KNOW MY NAME FOR IT WILL BE THE ONE YOU GIVE TO THE GATEKEEPER IN HELL," and with that the grumpy knight came full circle as the blade started to loosen from the wood.

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The unique Kotemon watched as his worthy quarry ran as an unwillingness to let her escape bubbled in his arms for battle. Yet as Bushi Agumon made his presence known Kotemon was forced to counterblock as Bushi Agumon released a more legit Bubble Breath forcing the guarding Digimon back. Yet as the Digimon flew in a rather cruel turn the Unique Kotemon grabbed the regular Kotemon forcing him in front to take on the headbutt before throwing him to the side.

Scowling as his wanted target was flying off the unique Kotemon kept its eyes on Bushi Agumon sensing someone worthy of the blade they carried, and not to be ignored at this close of range. Watching as the Saurian circled him the wooden blade user took a stance waiting for the moment as the rookie dino step forward.

"THUNDER KOTE," the two blades fused attacks met sparking a clash of thunder as both Digimon were forced back by the counter collision. Yet that's exactly what the unique Kotemon wanted, and Gazimon quickly caught onto it as he slid toward the direction Tentomon had left.

"No, you don't. GAZIMON CLAW," With all his energy Gazimon lunged at the unique Kotemon who threw out his ball and chained-style veil ribbon catching the edge of a building as he swung barely dodging the mammal virus as he went after Tentomon rather impressively grappling hooking out of site. As Gazimon growled getting off the ground he and Bushi Agumon would find the original Kotemon they were fighting and block them as more circled them.

"Grrrrr let's help who we can. The boss and those hero chicks should have it handled," Gazimon hissed as he took them on with the saurian blade student.

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Gryzmon kept up the charge, weaving through the debris as they started to close some of the gap between them and the charging dinosaur. The bear's ears perked up as Kimi explained her two thoughts. Leaping was an option, but indeed, distance was a factor of issue. However, the game of tossback was a manageable risk.

"Hold on," Gryzmon grunted as he shot up on his hind legs grabbing a cart that had come barreling to them as he spun with it in his paws before a strong man shot putting it right back into the air. They immediately lost half of the distance they had gained, but a solid result came from it. As the green-skinned Digimon kept charging fixated on the gate its fixation turned against it as its back was hit by the wooden cart Gryzmon tossed. Tuskmon bent awkwardly running to the left side as it bowed in, and out in movement obliterating a hut as it tipped back towards its course.

"We might not have a choice but to get more destructive. Better they are alive and have a few reconstruction projects than to be dead. No, we can't risk the fort walls that would be it winning. It wants to bring the gate down to bring down the wall... any opening is a win to them," Gryzmon growled as it almost seemed like they had halted the mon to fight them, but it was one mission that it would not stray from.

Upon Kimi's next suggestion though his brain scanned through what he could remember from traversing the fort today, and where they were now. With Tentomon arriving with Kimi's coat the bug shouts out some thoughts on the behavior... in truth, Tuskmon was just throwing whatever got in its way, but if they did vanish it might get more fixated on its target giving them a bigger chance to rattle it into a confrontation. Kimi gave her partner some commands as Gryzmon started to pick up the pace before shifting left behind a building.

"This place is designed for adjustment. Wood, and rope structuring. Tentomon see if you can cut off any building bits to impede it or topple it. If we completely halt even once I am certain we can push him into a confrontation. If not we're going to have to get extreme and block him," Gryzmon suggested to Tentomon being a flyer she had many more options in what she could do to Tuskmons route. Gryzmon started to do a wide half circle of movement jumping onto a small building's roof as he moved onto the rooftop hopping giving Kimi quite the rodeo ride.

There were quite a few options in the middle of the path: a bell tower, a log pole reserve bin, and even an electrical power box. Near the end, things got only more sparse, but notably, there was a rather massive pile of fertilizer kept secured near the wall. Along with a massive mud hole being used to create said fertilizer.

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Scout Party Rescue/Search Team

Search Team:

Pumpkid (Impmon), ScatheAriiasqDrayceon (Arii), Azurian Dream (Raven/Wormmon) RedArmyShogun (Ji-Su/Commandramon)

Objective:
Defeat Firamon / Out Last Ancient Sphinxmon

Side Mission:
Find Sora's Device / Recover Lost Cannister
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"Of course. Though it's obvious it's always nice to get some notoriety," Witchmon cackled in affirmation to Impmons cheers keeping an eye on the lion waiting for it to decide its next move as Ji-Su yelled some validity to the fire cat who growled at the human woman.

"Hold your tongue sinner. You'll burn soon enough...," The lion kept its poker face as the Mushmon leader rushed the human. That one did indeed still have some use it seemed.

The leader of the Mushmon smiled as his bombs neared Ji-Su, he could save his life with this one move no doubt Firamon could forgive the lead-up if he took out this one human. Yet that smile faded just as quick as it came as Impmon blocked the lower flung bombs, and Commandramon the higher flung bombs. The two rookies together were able to negate Mushmons last chance, and all it could do was stand there shocked. These weren't the normal types of humans/Bio Digimon it was used to, especially in the Forest Region of all places. However, when Impmon spoke, the true cracks started to show.

"You can't understand. You've never stepped outside the Forest Biome I bet, you don't know what monsters these human beings really are. Even though you know their every thought... they are monsters, and if they are not punished... were the ones that end up being devoured," the leader of the Mushmon spoke nearly cryptically in its words meaning in a sound of defeat accepting what was to come next as a second wave of energy pulsed and something very dangerous appeared behind it. Mushmon wouldn't even attempt to look away from Impmon as Sealsdramon blade pierced its back a critical hit causing the final mushroom to explode out of existence into a wave of energy.

"Damn...," was all Raven was able to mutter as Sealsdramon expertly capped the Mushmon leader out of existence as more digital code flooded into her digivice. The reality of the fact they were now the enders of two Digimon's live hits, but the reality of it was the kicker it was a two-way street here just as Ji-Su saw it. It was either them or the enemy, and Raven had to accept that. Yet Raven was hit by a wave of familiarity with the words Witchmon spoke... it rattled a memory of her... from when she was younger... but the thoughts broke as a massive explosion could be heard off in the distance for a split second Raven could see a tree flying off above into the distance... that had come from the cliff... Eliam, and Roisin were also in trouble.

Firamon growled further in frustration as it was surrounded by useless broken tools. These sinners had pushed back way harder than they should have been capable of, and now it was pinned between two newly formed champions.

"You disgusting lot you dare try to challenge the king of the flames. How dare you act so saintly when you're just as cutthroat," it seethed enraged by the damning return of logic Ji-Su had tried to label it with.

"And why should we be punished for something out of our control? Sounds like you're just a sour loser kekeke," Witchmon taunted infuriating the lion further as she moved to a perfect point to have herself and Sealsdramon at the projected route of each of the lion's sides. Yet Raven was frozen by that sentence... it was that memory. It was like Witchmon was the personification of a moment in Raven's life... and that led to a lot of more complicated thoughts fast to the point she hadn't even noticed what Arii was doing bizarrely around her.

Though as Arii was there the rock Witchmons hand extended out catching it.

"No offense, but let us handle this bit if you don't mind," Witchmon cackled not turning to Arii but she wouldn't need to for them to see the shark tooth grint hey bore. While their words had an air of hostility there was a strange undertone of protection, and safeguarding it was clear Witchmon didn't want the lion's attention to leave her or Sealsdramon.

This was when Raven broke out of her trance as a jacket-covered hand reached down to her... Arii was attempting direct interaction with her... with a kind gesture... well damn they were in hell. Once Raven collected her thoughts she grabbed onto Arii's elbow as they pulled her up as they gave her a quick reminder of their stupidity.

"Well I was following someone in suit to be fair," Raven joked back as Arii cocked their head to her giving praise to Wormmon which surprised Raven even further into a genuine smile.

"Ya, they were following someone in suit too. Fools come in pairs don't you know," Raven laughed giving Arii a peace sign as an understanding to the peep wasn't exactly complimenting or thanking Raven or Wormmon for their actions.

"Yet you're alive, and so are we so I call that a double win. GIVE EM HELL WITCHMON, SEALSDRAMON," Raven yelled out in rally to her allies. Causing Witchmon to raise a hand to her lips in a cackling taunt.

"You already know," Witchmon snickered flying at Firamon who in an unexpected reaction went gunning towards Sealdramon, Impmon, and Ji-Su. Flames started to collect on his claws as the lion darted straight for the bigger threat in its eyes as Monoeye was more troublesome ability to it over the Witchmon's firepower.

"FIRA CLAW," the entirety of Firamons front legs were engulfed in flames as it collided with the cyborg Digimon with flames pushing the Digimon back with its more natural strength aiming to melt the metal Digimon in the rising flames. Witchmon however caught up rather fast above raising a hand as the moisture in the air started to collect.

"Aquary Pressure," Witchmon chanted as what could only be described as a laser beam made up of pure water pierced into Firamon's hind leg giving the Cyborg Digimon the advantage in the tussle as steam shot off from the lion's hind leg from the impact point as Witchmon held a evil grin of satisfaction.

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