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funk! This is 9 pages long

 

[spoiler=Chapter 35: The Heartless Machine Emperor. The Reminiscent Prat]

 

Steph and Drakath were in a war room. The floor was decorated with a map of the Digital World. ‘So that’s where the Dark Council’s base is?’ Steph asked, pointing to a marked location. ‘Yes, but you see, you could go directly for the Dark Council, however, to reduce their forces, we suggest you attack each of their bases in turn’ Drakath XVI stated. ‘That is a good idea I suppose, but it wastes the valuable time we need to stop Dystopia and Oblivimon’ Steph replied. ‘True, but a Digimon of his power takes time. We are sorry to say but we cannot help you with any soldiers, as we’re strapped for warriors now. We need you to attack the nearest base to reduce the amount of attacks on Dramonia’ Drakath sighed. ‘Alright, we’ll help you. What is the location?’ Steph asked. ‘It is here, the Machine City. It was ruled by Andromon and Boltmon, but something happened, now Bolt rules alone, no one knows what happened to his brother. Bolt now sides with the Dark Council. I assume that they sent an agent to coerce him into doing so’. ‘Then if Bolt is misguided, we can use that to our advantage. If we can change his mind, he’ll support us in this war’ Steph suggested. ‘True, very true. However, he is a powerful mega Digimon. He can cleave a Knightmon in half with his axe without even breaking a sweat’ Drakath warned. ‘Then, maybe all he needs is a woman’s touch. Don’t worry Drakky, we’re going to get this job done’ Steph boasted and left. Drakath watched her go then shifted to his Fighter Mode. He sat down on an ornate throne and looked down at the map. ‘This is going well, but not well enough’.

 

A new group meeting was called in another meeting room, with a large round table with the same world map design. ‘Well, Drakath and I were talking’ Steph began. ‘Drakath the XVI’ Aban corrected. ‘Yes, Drakath the XVI and I were talking, and we’ve come up with a plan of action. There is still ample time before Oblivimon hatches, so we’re going to weaken the Dark Council’s foothold over the world’ Steph explained. ‘So, what is our first target?’ Dom inquired. ‘We’re going to attack the Machine City. I was told by Drakath that’ Steph stated. ‘Drakath the XVI’ Aban corrected again. Steph sighed and nodded. Charlie and Dom held him down as BK took a roll of duct tape and slapped it over his mouth. Aban tried to pull it off but it wouldn’t budge. ‘Now, as I was saying; Drakath told me that it was ruled by two Digimon, Andromon and his brother Boltmon. Something happened and Andromon vanished, leaving Boltmon to rule. Drakath assumes that a Dark Council member is controlling him and so he sides with the Dark Council. Our best bet is to take down this operative or convince Bolt to join us’ Steph stated, glancing at their faces. ‘However, he is a mega Digimon and if we piss him off our butts will be fried’ she added. ‘Truer words have never been spoken. So he offed his brother and now we have to clean up his mess?’ Charlie asked. ‘Yeah, that’s pretty much the plan guys. Additionally we’ll need to be careful in this matter. So, Dom and Aban are forbidden to speak in Bolt’s presence’ Steph replied with a smirk. ‘Why?’ Dom asked harshly as he stood up. ‘Because Aban talks too much and you’ll offend him first chance you get’ Steph countered. ‘Point taken’ Dom sighed and sat down again, he slapped the table once. ‘We leave at once I assume?’ Naomi asked. ‘Yes, but, I feel it would be best for Lydia and Jason to stay out of this’ Steph replied. ‘Why, we have ultimate Digimon, we can fight’ Lydia protested, banging her chair with her fists. ‘Because this isn’t a time to fight’ Dom replied. ‘It’s best for you to stay here, I’m sure Baba would need you with the wounded’ Steph added. Lydia tried to argue, but Jason stopped her. ‘We can’t, we promised Baba’ he reminded her. Lydia grunted and remained quiet. ‘We depart soon, and Demi, you can remove the tape’ Steph said. If you saw his face, Demi had a large smirk as he tore off the tape and few pieces of facial hair. Aban screamed for a whole minute. As they began to file out, Drake stopped Steph. 'I'll look after them don't worry' he told her.

 

The large gates slowly opened as farewells were made. ‘Be careful Dom, otherwise I’ll have no one to pick on’ Lydia shouted as the group left. The gates closed before nay rude gestures could be made. ‘She’s a brat’ Dom grumbled. ‘But you love her’ Naomi replied. ‘As you would. So, it is far to Machine Land?’ Vixen asked. ‘Not too far, but machine empire Digimon don’t tend to worry about distance. But it’ll take two hours to trudge there’ Gaomon stated. ‘And I thought this would be a long trip’ Kevin said sarcastically. ‘Enough out of you mister’ Steph replied. ‘Anyone wanna play I spy?’ Aban suggested. ‘How about we play ‘bury you in the sand and forget about you?’ Dom growled. ‘So, who wants to go first?’ Aban asked, his enthusiasm undimmed. ‘I spy with my little eye, something beginning with s’ Aban continued. ‘Sand’ Naomi said in annoyance. ‘Correct, your go’. ‘I spy with my little eye, someone who is about to be king hit’ Naomi hissed. ‘Who?’ Aban asked. She walked back and punched him in the face. ‘Why is everyone hitting me?’ Aban demanded. ‘Because we can’ Charlie replied.

 

Lydia and Jason had been swept to the medical wing, when roaring was heard. ‘What was that?’ Jason shouted in surprise. ‘It was ElDradimon, the grumpy bugger must be hungry’ Baba replied. ‘ElDradimon?’ Lydia asked. ‘Yes love, ElDradimon. He was herded away after we won the battle. When we got to Dramonia, he was disguised as a mountain to make an efficient wall, which was the mountainside behind Dramonia. He just gets grumpy if we don’t feed and water him’ Baba explained. ‘Oh, that makes sense. So, how are the Dragon corps? Is Growl okay?’ Lydia continued. ‘Yeah, he’s good, as is Cyber, Aero and the Coredramon, who actually evolved to ultimate. We call them Wing and Groundie now’ Baba replied and turned to the next wounded Digimon. ‘I guess we shouldn’t trouble you’ Jason sighed and left, Ko waddling behind him. ‘Be careful young lady, the virus and the vaccine are strong things, you must learn to control them’ Baba stated without turning away. ‘Sure’ Lydia replied uncomfortably and left with Lop in her arms. ‘I’m worried Lop’ Lydia said as they had exited the wing and avoiding Jason. ‘Why?’ Lop asked. ‘It’s this whole war thing. I don’t get why Digimon must fight each like so’ Lydia replied sadly. ‘We believe different things, the Dark Council believe they should rule the world, and everyone else believes they shouldn’t. When it comes down to it, it is a clash of opinions’ Lop theorized. ‘Hmm, I guess. I always started fights with people over opinions. But, this is too big an argument to be settled with a, a, what’s the word?’ ‘A compromise?’ Lop suggested. ‘That’s it’. ‘Yes, world control can’t be compromised, the Dark Council must be stopped, by any means’ Lop agreed. There was a loud explosion and screaming from the city. ‘Why is it when something interesting is learned, someone attacks us?’ Lydia grumbled. ‘To steal that knowledge’ Lop replied.

 

The others were too far off to see the explosion, and in their view was a large iron wall. Tall buildings reached out from behind it. ‘The Machine City, home to almost any mutant or mechanical Digimon imaginable’ Gaomon explained. ‘Try to look inconspicuous’ Kev advised. ‘Sure thing’ Charlie replied. Vixen giggled slightly. ‘Say it properly next time’ she giggled. ‘What great allies, Lover Boy and Giggles’ Naomi said sarcastically. The city came closer and closer, each step becoming less painful until they reached a road. ‘Figures they’d have one of these’ Demi remarked. ‘Why?’ BK asked. ‘Machines go on roads’ Demi replied. ‘True my brother’ BK agreed. They reached the gate, where integrated into the wall was a camera and monitor. It flickered into life and a Guardromon was on screen. The camera was turned in their direction. ‘State your business here’ it said mechanically. ‘We wish to see Boltmon’ Steph stated. ‘Do you have a meeting?’ It inquired. ‘Yes’ She lied. ‘Files indicate no such meeting, however, there is a free slot. Data must’ve been deleted, please enter’ the Guardromon whirred and the screen faded. Large gears began to turn and the doors of the gate opened. They cautiously walked in and saw the wonders of the machine.

 

The city was pristine and metallic. Many mechanical Digimon all seemed to have some purpose and didn’t wait. Many Blimpmon flew through the air and Trailmon were racing down suspended tracks. ‘Not very clean is it?’ Steph coughed as large factories were spewing out large cauldrons of smoke. The Guardromon they saw before was racing towards them on its boosters. ‘Please follow me, a Trailmon will take you to the Archineer’s Hall’ it buzzed. It began to waddle off and they slowly followed it. A station was nearby and a Trailmon C-89 was waiting to greet them. ‘This is Boltmon’s private Trailmon, designed by Boltmon himself’ Guard explained. They boarded the carriage and sat patiently. ‘How many Trailmon are there?’ Aban asked. ‘Many young human. More and more are made each day you see, but each model is different. However we always have two goals, the first is to transport our passengers safely’ C-89 explained. ‘And the other?’ Aban asked. ‘To Digivolve into Locomon to pull express trains. And then, further into GranLocomon, the ultimate locomotive’ C-89 said dreamily. ‘I can imagine, GranLocomon are the best way to travel on land’ Keras replied. C-89 was quick in his travel, and they were soon at the terminal outside a large hall. ‘Please enter’ Guardromon whirred.

 

Lydia and Jason had gotten a view from the palace. Something in the distance was forming large dark spheres and hurling them. Each exploding and damaging whatever they hit. ‘I recognize those attacks, that’s Shadow’ Jason gasped. ‘You mean that weirdo we saw earlier?’ Lydia asked. ‘Yeah, his partner lobbed a black sphere at us, but Gaomon knocked it aside’ Jason replied quickly. ‘We should go out and help’ Lop suggested. ‘But we don’t stand a chance, we tried before’ Ko reminded them. ‘We have friends this time’ Lop stated smugly.

 

After much running, they had reached the gates, which were fractured. ‘Sir, the attacks have stopped’ a Digimon reported. The Digimon in question, turned out to be Cyber. ‘Cyber, a BlackWarGreymon is attacking us’ Lydia shouted. ‘We’re aware of the situation, please leave before you get hurt’ he snarled. ‘We’ve fought him before, we aren’t afraid’ Jason hardly replied. Cyber stared at the children, and saw fire in their eyes. ‘Alright, we’d best be careful though. Dragons don’t do to well against a WarGreymon’ Cyber advised. ‘Why not? Aren’t they like any other Digimon?’ Lydia asked. ‘Yes, but, WarGreymon are dragon hunters because of their weapons, the Dramon Destroyers. They can tear apart our scales and rip a bloke’s inside out. Even those built like brick shithouses like Growl don’t stand a chance against em’ Cyber growled. ‘Well, good thing you have us then, since we don’t have dragons’ Lydia smugly replied. She then noticed there was quiet. ‘AWAY FROM THE GATE’ Cyber screeched. They all ran as large marks began to appear in the gate, until they were busted inwards and crumbled. The dust cleared and Shadow was standing there with Alex by his side. ‘Knock knock’ Alex began. ‘Room service’ Shadow finished. ‘Get back’ Cyber ordered. Many of the Digimon took steps back, leaving Lydia, Jason, Ko and Lop along with Cyber facing him. ‘Sorry about breaking your door, but you weren’t answering’ Alex falsely apologized. ‘Sorry, I was in the shower’ Cyber countered. ‘You have guts, Shadow, let’s find out what they look like’ Alex suggested. Shadow raised his claw, when the kids stood in front of him. ‘You were those kids from before’ he mused. ‘Jason, Lydia, I can fight my own battles’ Cyber roared. ‘Lydia?’ Alex asked softly. Images began to play into his head, until the vision of his sister began to replay in his mind. Over and over the scene played, with the screaming echoing continuously. ‘LYDIAAAAAAAAAAAAA!’ he screamed. He slowly stumbled forwards, and embraced her. ‘Sister, we will never be alone’ he muttered. ‘Ew ew ew, get him off me’ Lydia whined. ‘Sister’ Alex repeated. ‘Alex, that’s not your sister’ Shadow gravely stated. ‘Don’t be foolish, of course she is, look at her face’ Alex said mystically. Shadow looked at Lydia, and the disgusted look on her face. ‘I see’ Shadow replied. ‘Get him off me’ Lydia repeated, directing it at Shadow. ‘It’s a family matter’ Shadow replied. Alex released her and she saw his eyes. They were cloudy and distant. ‘She never died’ he stated. ‘She never died’ he repeated constantly. This repetition became rougher, as it was constantly repeated to screaming level. A dark aura took over Alex, and his Digivice went berserk. ‘RUIN EVOLUTION!’ he roared. The aura was transplanted to Shadow.

 

The group had gone through many halls, each containing at least one statue of Boltmon. They had arrived in a large hall, where a green-skinned Digimon was sitting on a large chair. ‘Chief Archineer Boltmon, your appointment has arrived’ Guardromon stated. ‘Very good, leave us’ Bolt said in a sad tone. Guadromon bowed and left. ‘Why do you wish to see me?’ Bolt asked in the same mournful tones. ‘We wish to ask if you would join us to stop the Dark Council. ‘Why would he want to do that?’ a smooth mechanical voice asked. From a side entrance, a phantom Digimon buzzing with electrical energy entered and floated over to Bolt’s side. ‘Who are you?’ Steph inquired. ‘I am the vizier to Chief Archineer Bolt, MetalPhantomon’ Phanto boasted. ‘We were not told of a vizier, more so a vizier to a Chief Archineer’ Steph replied. ‘I am the one in the shadows, waiting for those who would dare go against our Chief’ Phanto replied suavely. ‘I see, now, why do you object to Bolt helping us fight the Dark Council’ Steph questioned. ‘Because the Dark Council will grant Bolt what he most desires, right Chief?’ Phanto replied, floating over to Bolt, where a slight electrical exchange was given but not seen. ‘True my loyal vizier, for I see you children are the troublemakers Lord Dystopia warned me about. You will not escape and you will never control my city’ Bolt cried in harsher tones, his mournful ones lost. ‘What?’ Steph asked aghast. ‘We don’t want your city’ she added. ‘They speak lies my Chief. Look, they carry weapons right on their arms, and their partners are with them, waiting to kill you’ Phanto hissed. Bolt rose from his chair and from behind it grabbed his axe. ‘FLEE!’ Steph screamed. The group managed to run the hall, but Bolt caught up with Steph, Naomi, Sal and Vixen. ‘No!’ Charlie and Gaomon cried as they saw. They were taken out by Dom and Kev. The doors banged shut and they ran.

 

‘I really hate that vizier’ Dom grumbled. They had had no choice but to descend into the deeper parts of the hall. ‘No kidding, I thought you just hated everyone’ Kev replied sarcastically. ‘Vixen’ Charlie said sadly. ‘Bunch up, you’re not the only one who lost a partner’ Gaomon growled. ‘Steady tiger. I think we should split up so they have less chance to find us. Aban, you and Dom should head off in one direction, whilst Charlie, Gaomon, Demi, BK and I will take the other direction’ Kev ordered. ‘Why do I get Aban?’ Dom demanded. ‘Because I called not it’ Kev replied and ran off with Charlie and Gaomon. ‘I hate you’ Dom harshly said to Aban, who hadn’t even noticed what had happened.

 

There weren’t many guards but a lot more junk in the lower levels as the first group made their way about. ‘Hey, there’s a door up ahead’ Gaomon stated. They ran up to find it coated with red stickers. ‘I doubt it has any power to operate’ Charlie noted. ‘No problem’ Kev reassured. He found the console and hooked Magnet up to it. Energy was quickly transferred and the door grinded open. Magnet was unhooked and they cautiously entered the room. It was large and darkly lit, filled with scraps of old machines. They dodged most of the piles, until they reached the centre, where a single column of light shone through. In the column of light was what seemed like the remains of a machine. It was a torso with only a left arm and hand. The rest was torn off. It was suspended by two cables. One coiled around the left hand and the other embedded in the shoulder. ‘What Digimon is this?’ Charlie asked. ‘Andromon’ Kev replied sadly. He walked up to it and took a closer look. He saw where the flesh had been rended apart, some liquid was still dripping from it. He tapped it’s head twice and sparks flew, slowly animating the remains. Andromon’s head raised slightly and it’s eyes opened. ‘Who’s there. It’s so dark’ he weakly cried. ‘Are you okay?’ Kev asked. ‘It’s, so, dark. Where am I?’ it asked. ‘You’re in a junk yard’ Kev answered. Andromon focused on Kev, and began to move its arm. ‘I see now, sensors are online again. Junk room you said. That’s where the trash goes, the trash that I am’ it sadly replied. ‘You aren’t junk’ Charlie protested, coming forward as well. ‘I am junk, I failed my creator and my brother’ Andromon sadly replied. ‘Failed?’ Kev asked. ‘Yes, I failed him and let loose my brother. Boltmon means well, but was never made with a heart. He was desperate for one, then Phanto came. He twisted my brother with promises of a heart. It was tantalizing bait and he took it. Phanto slowly took his mind, and poisoned him with the idea that I wanted to rule alone and that I mocked him for not having a heart. In his fury, he tore me apart. Before he could finish me, Phanto suggested that I be put away to wallow in my guilt. Now, I wallow as you have seen me do. I am junk, nothing more’ Andromon explained. ‘You are not junk, and we’ll prove it to you. We’re going to rebuild you better than ever from what we can find’ Kev sternly replied. He began to shuffle through the trash until he found a black foot and returned it. ‘We’ll need your help to win Andromon, you aren’t trash, and you can save your brother’ Charlie added and found a couple of finger joints. ‘It’s that kind of spirit that reminds me of my creator. I’m Andros by the way’ Andromon said. All six of them began hunting through trash for parts. Demi snickered a little as he was searching about. 'What is it?' BK asked. Demi whispered something into his ear and he began to snicker as well. 'What is it?' Kev repeated. 'Demi said: we can rebuild him, we have the technology' BK laughed.

 

Lydia and Jason watched in horror as Shadow began to change. ‘BlackWarGreymon, Ruin Evolution’ he shouted above the gale he created. The shield on his back became coated in dark energy and his colouring became lighter into grey, with crimson straps. His claws became longer and his horns were as well. His face became more depraved and sharp. The horrifying image ended with the broken image of the crest of courage appearing on his shield. Shadow roared loudly as Alex stood Behind Shadow, still repeating ‘she’s not dead’. Lydia and Jason had to flee as Shadow began roaring and tearing up everything around him.

 

Dominic had forced Aban to ascend the staircase and faced the door to Bolt’s chamber after waiting fifteen minutes being hidden. It was blown open by Keras. Steph, Naomi, Vixen and Sal were looking at them as they were all curled around Bolt’s chair. ‘That was rude guys, we were just about to discuss love’ Vixen pouted. ‘What?’ Dom asked. ‘Yes, love, something you don’t have. Bolt was curious to learn’ Steph replied harshly. ‘What?’ Dom repeated. Steph walked over and whispered to Dom. ‘The poor lug doesn’t have a heart, so he wanted to know what love was about. He’s an okay guy once Phanto is gone’. She then smiled and returned to Bolt, who was eagerly learning. ‘I thought you were going to execute them’ Phanto questioned. He floated over to Bolt and the girls back away. The same exchange was given and Bolt roared as he grabbed his axe. ‘Tomahawk Crunch’ he shouted, lobbing his axe. They all scattered from where it was about to hit. Phanto amused himself whilst sitting on Bolt’s chair. Bolt had corned Vixen and had prepared to swing. ‘Atomic Ray’ a smoother mechanical voice called. A large orange ray struck Bolt and knocked him into the wall. Phanto got off the chair in fury as a black android stood in the doorway. ‘Andros?’ Bolt asked as he caught sight of this intruder. ‘The new and improved dear brother. I am HiAndromon, the perfected Andromon’ Andros proudly stated. ‘Always one upping me’ Bolt growled. ‘No brother, I was never one upping you. I was torn apart by your axe, and through compassion I was rebuilt and perfected’ Andros replied. He walked forward and the boys followed him. Vixen happily ran forward and embraced Charlie, as Steph did with Gaomon. ‘Compassion?’ Bolt asked in confusion. ‘Yes brother, it is an act of caring. I always cared for you, whether or not you had a heart’ Andros replied sadly. ‘Are sure, you always mocked him when his back was turned’ Phanto hissed. ‘Enough from you’ Andros cried and his chest opened up, a cannon was hidden in it. ‘Atomic Ray’ he cried, firing the same orange blast at Phanto, who dodged. ‘You see? He wishes to take away the only chance for a heart’ he screeched. Bolt seemed to respond to those and attack Andros with his axe raised. ‘Copy Paste’ Andros said quickly. The same axe formed in his hands and he countered Bolt’s. They began to battle each other until Phanto screeched again. ‘YOU USELESS FOOL! YOU CAN’T EVEN COMPUTE TO A SINGLE REQUEST. I’M ENDING THIS. GRAVE SCREAM!’ Phanto screamed, sending out waves of red energy. All of them were knocked out.

 

Charlie was on a busy street in a town, with Vixen at his side. The people around him took no notice, except towards a light that was flashing red, at least, it looked red, when you looked close enough. The world seemed to be grayish in colour. ‘Where are we?’ he asked, his voice echoed. ‘I think it’s earth, but I’m not sure. The humans might be a sign though’ Vixen echoed. The light changed to green and the people began to walk. The crossing emptied and Vixen walked across the crossing. Something crimson caught Charlie’s eye, but it was nothing. There was screeching, and he stood horrified as a car was screaming down the road straight at Vixen. She could barely guard as she was hit. ‘NOOOOOOOOO!’ Charlie screamed, and everything went white. Charlie was on a busy street in a town, with Vixen at his side. The people around him took no notice, except towards a light that was flashing red, at least, it looked red, when you looked close enough. The world seemed to be grayish in colour. Where are we?’ he asked, his voice echoed. ‘I think it’s earth, but I’m not sure. The humans might be a sign though’ Vixen echoed. The light changed to green and the people began to walk. The crossing emptied and Vixen walked across the crossing. Something crimson caught Charlie’s eye, but it was nothing. There was screeching, and he stood horrified as a car was screaming down the road straight at Vixen. She could barely guard as she was hit. ‘NOOOOOOOOO!’ Charlie screamed, and everything went white.

 

Vixen was praying before a large statue in a temple, on her left was a Taomon and on her right was a Sakuyamon, everything seemed grey, but the statue seemed golden, if you looked at it hard enough. ‘That is enough praying for today, it is time to sleep now’ the Sakuyamon advised. ‘But I’m too old to go to bed at this time’ Vixen protested. ‘But you have chores and prayers tomorrow, you’ll need to be well rested for those’ the Taomon countered. ‘Alright mum, you’re right, as always’ Vixen laughed. She exited the hall to a simple kitchen and beyond that was a small mat with several blankets. She raised the blankets and climbed into bed. The Taomon crept in and tucked her in with a kiss. Vixen pretended to sleep, but smiled warmly. It was later at night when Vixen heard the commotion. It sounded like outraged shouted. ‘We will not devote our time and energy to the Dark Council. We are Taoist and worship as such’ the Sakuyamon shouted. Vixen slowly crept into the kitchen and peaked beyond the door. The Sakuyamon was brandishing his staff at a burning creature. ‘It is not your decision’ the flaming creature replied. It then whistled and several Digimon appeared. ‘Delia, stay back’ he ordered. The Taomon came forward and brandished her brush. ‘No Cyrus, together we fight. That is what we promised when Vixen was born’ she replied. ‘How honourable, however, here is a gift from Dystopia’ Skull bragged, brandishing a glowing sphere and ingesting it. His flames went wild and his chest began to inflate, until a wave of blue fire was unleashed. Both defended themselves, but were incinerated, their Digi-eggs did not appear. ‘Scour the temple and loot what you can’ Skull ordered. Vixen backed away from the door and ran to her room. She looked out the window to certain doom, but spied a Biyomon nesting. ‘Kohenkyo’ she whispered and vanished. She landed on the branch and climbed down it and off into darkness, tears were streaming down her face. ‘Mother, father’ she wept. Everything went white. Vixen was praying before a large statue in a temple, on her left was a Taomon and on her right was a Sakuyamon, everything seemed grey, but the statue seemed golden, if you looked at it hard enough. ‘That is enough praying for today, it is time to sleep now’ the Sakuyamon advised. ‘But I’m too old to go to bed at this time’ Vixen protested. ‘But you have chores and prayers tomorrow, you’ll need to be well rested for those’ the Taomon countered. ‘Alright mum, you’re right, as always’ Vixen laughed. She exited the hall to a simple kitchen and beyond that was a small mat with several blankets. She raised the blankets and climbed into bed. The Taomon crept in and tucked her in with a kiss. Vixen pretended to sleep, but smiled warmly. It was later at night when Vixen heard the commotion. It sounded like outraged shouted. ‘We will not devote our time and energy to the Dark Council. We are Taoist and worship as such’ the Sakuyamon shouted. Vixen slowly crept into the kitchen and peaked beyond the door. The Sakuyamon was brandishing his staff at a burning creature. ‘It is not your decision’ the flaming creature replied. It then whistled and several Digimon appeared. ‘Delia, stay back’ he ordered. The Taomon came forward and brandished her brush. ‘No Cyrus, together we fight. That is what we promised when Vixen was born’ she replied. ‘How honourable, however, here is a gift from Dystopia’ Skull bragged, brandishing a glowing sphere and ingesting it. His flames went wild and his chest began to inflate, until a wave of blue fire was unleashed. Both defended themselves, but were incinerated, their Digi-eggs did not appear. ‘Scour the temple and loot what you can’ Skull ordered. Vixen backed away from the door and ran to her room. She looked out the window to certain doom, but spied a Biyomon nesting. ‘Kohenkyo’ she whispered and vanished. She landed on the branch and climbed down it and off into darkness, tears were streaming down her face. ‘Mother, father’ she wept. Everything went white.

 

Charlie had watched Vixen get hit again and the scene replayed. However, he seemed to concentrate and he heard to words wept. ‘Mother, father?’ he repeated. He looked at the Vixen by his side, then he looked off into the distance. He seemed to strain, yet, he could see another Vixen, with full colours. He ignored the one by his side and ran off down the street towards the other Vixen. Vixen didn’t notice this and looked ahead. He came closer to the other Vixen when a clear barrier was before him. From beyond it, he could see Vixen weeping in the woods. ‘What is this?’ he asked and everything went white. Ignoring everything, he raced to where the barrier was, and waited. Vixen came into view and fell to the ground weeping. ‘VIXEN!’ Charlie roared from the top of his lungs. She took no notice, so he began to scream louder and again. The scene went white. Charlie ran to the end and began banging on the barrier until Vixen appeared. ‘VIXEN’ he cried, hoarse from the effort. He collapsed to the ground, and he began to cry, not for the fake, but for the real Vixen. The tears seemed to neutralize the barrier, it crumbled and the two dreams where linked. He ignored the tree and embraced the weeping Vixen. ‘Charlie’ she asked. ‘Yes’ he said gratefully. ‘Where are we?’ she asked weakly. ‘A nightmare which we must wake from’ Charlie replied. ‘But it will soon reset’ Vixen protested. ‘Then we’ll go between’ Charlie suggested. He took her to where the cracks were, and they entered to the place in between. They both watched as the dreams reset, but without them. ‘We can’t remain here’ Vixen stated. ‘I know, but, even if this is a dream, I want you to know something Vixen’ Charlie began. ‘Yes?’ Vixen asked. He got to one knee. ‘If we survive all this, will you marry me?’ he asked her whilst taking her hand, he took the sphere from his pocket and offered it like a ring. Vixen blushed and pulled away. ‘It’s never been done before’ she worried. ‘Then we’ll make it happen. Anyone can be together, as long as love remains’ Charlie said happily, offering her his hand. She looked at him, then took his hand with hers, both of them were holding the orb. ‘I do’ she replied happily. Both dreams shattered instantly.

 

Phanto screeched as two dreams shattered at once. Charlie and Vixen rose up and faced him. ‘Impossible, no one can break my perfect technique’ he cried. ‘Well, we just found something more PERFECT!’ they both shouted. Charlie’s Digivice went mad and glowed with red energy, changing from red to red and gold. The sphere in their hands began to glow and shattered, releasing the red energy into an aura surrounding Charlie. ‘Warp Digivolve’ he shouted, raising his hand to the roof, where the column of energy shattered it. It returned in the form of another hole and consumed Vixen. ‘Renamon, Warp Digivolve to Sakuyamon’ she shouted. The column faded, and the armoured form of Sakuyamon was revealed. ‘NOT POSSIBLE!’ Phanto yelled and struck at Vixen with his scythe. She blocked it with her staff and knocked him back. ‘MODIFY: GODDESS STAFF!’ Charlie shouted, firing the data beam at his partner/fiancée. Her staff began to warp, until it took the form of a gold ring shaped like the sun. a blue gem rested in the centre. ‘I think you’re mechanical reign is at an end Phanto. Feel the Blade of Beauty and of Truth’ Vixen cried, swinging the staff and imprisoning Phanto between two rings of pink energy. ‘Nothing is too good for you Phanto, you messed with a Digimon who just wanted a heart, and you turned him against his own brother. Unforgivable. It is time to depart, Talisman Sphere’ Vixen stated. A green sphere was summoned around Phanto, compressing until it was a tiny sphere, which shattered into wisps of particles. Everyone began to get up.

 

‘On behalf of both of us, we thank you for freeing us from that leach’ Andros gratefully stated to Charlie and Vixen. ‘Yes, but, I am most sorry brother. I was duped by his lies, I am sorry I was so desperate for something I clearly don’t deserve’ Bolt sadly apologized. ‘Nonsense, you deserve a heart as much as anyone else’ Andros replied, he was shocked. ‘True, which is why we wish to give you this’ Charlie added. He hand Vixen handed Bolt a shard of the orb, which was molded into the perfect shape of a heart. Bolt graciously accepted it and held it to his chest. The fragment glew and melted into his chest. ‘This is a new feeling’ he slowly spoke. ‘It’s love Bolt, that is what freed us and what defeated Phanto’ Vixen explained. Charlie smiled and they kissed, and for once, no one gagged.

 

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