GinnyLyn

Sounds like my piccie of jinka Marimon that I drew. Now where is that piccie....? Could someone try to draw me anime style, too, please? Photo included. (I look much younger with my hair pulled back, huh?)

OK, the Digimon pictures thread is getting [i]REALLY[/i] long (24 pages and counting!), so I thought I'd start a new thread for ONE PURPOSE: for peeps to make requests. There are only three rules here in the DigiGnome home, and they are quite simple: #1--This is a [i]requests only[/i] thread; anotherwords, you either post a request or an answer to a request. If you want to just share your art, please do it in the Digimon Pictures thread. #2--[b]DO NOT[/b] request anyone in specific. I feel there are a few good artists here who are being denied a chance to show their skills for others. Seeing different styles has always helped me achieve the best look for my piccie, and I think it would help you all, too. #3--Name your request when either making one or submitting art in response to one. (Anotherwords, if someone was responding to my request below, they would say something like, "In response to GL's Human DigiGnome banner dealy.") First request, heh! HUMAN DIGIGNOME BANNER REQUEST--I've already seen Blanko's and I like hers, but I want to see some others, too. Just a DigiGnome in the middle, maybe, and whatever ficDigi you want in the background. Please help!

Man, if I was still a Mod...ah well. And technically, it wasn't behind their backs--they had no power to move what wasn't in their jurisdiction. I figured begging TN to help would cover all the bases. Also, in case you guys want to check it out, I've have started to put Tamers V2 up on the site. [url]http://www.theotaku.com/digimon/fanstories/T2.shtml[/url]

I just want you all to know that, now that theOtaku is updatable again, I've been able to upload stuff again. Later tonight, I expect to have several chapters from Tamers V2 up; I also want you guys to keep writing--this is GOOD STUFF!!!! (And notice how I left the Monster Maker team bit open ended--it could go either way, doesn't matter to me!) Also, to any of our esteemed Mods: is there a way to sticky this thread so I won't have to keep searching for it all the time? Please?

All will be answered when I finally get a chance to update, my Devidramon. :p ;) ...teh heh, so much for trying to sound like an old, wise IDG. And nice touch on Tally. Might as well bring in the whole Monster Maker team while we're at it...mu haw haw haw. If we work hard enough at this...there could be two humans for every deva...j/k! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the D-Reaper events, Hypnos was no longer operational in its original form--tracking wild ones. However, Yamaki had kindly offered the Monster Makers the resources for as long as they would ever need them. When asked why, he reiterated what he had said during the epic battle: "To do something right for a change." Some recall him adding a statement that if it would bring the children back their Digimon... "Dolphin", as his closest friends liked to call him, ran his hand through his copper hair--what was left of it. He was working furiously on a program, without as much success as he'd like to admit to. [i]So help me if I let Shibumi show me up again,[/i] he playfully whined to himself. [i]Or Daisy, for that matter.[/i] Even Curly had beat him to the punch as far as the D-Reaper went, and he felt he had put more research in than he had ever wanted to. The Irishman groaned, and took a moment to rub his aching eyes. To one side of the desk, there was a photograph--his favorite one--of him and his little girl Alice. [i]OK, so there[/i] are [i]some things I pulled off before the others...but I would never want to admit to it...[/i] Even before the D-Reaper had come, he had tried to find a connection between Digimon and humans--catching Alice and her friend Dobermon up in the mess and going too far. Alice had never been the same after losing Dobermon. Oh sure, she was still as dark and moody as ever, but now, it seemed as if she had a legitimate reason for doing so. "This time I'm sure I'm doing something right," Dolphin murmured. "Hey Dol, ol' buddy," Shibumi chuckled as he burst into Dolphin's office. Dolphin quickly saved his progress and hid it from view, but Shibumi noticed. "Whatcha working on?" "Ah...nothing," Dolphin answered quickly. "Doesn't look like nothing to me, c'mon." "What's going on?" Babble asked, walking into the room, followed by Daisy, Curly, and Tao. "What's everyone doing here?" Dolphin stammered. "What's with all the questions?" Tao grinned, his eyes twinkling from behind his glasses. "Look, Janyu," Dolphin remarked, "I'm being serious here." "You're being awfully secretive," Curly smiled, brushing her long brown hair back. "Why?" "I'm just working on something--" "--and you don't want anyone else jumping in and finishing it for you, is that it?" Babble laughed heartily. "Yep, that's our Dolphin." Dolphin groaned again and leaned on one arm, smiling back at everyone. "OK, OK, I give. Yes, I'm working on something secretive and yes, I'd appreciate if you let [i]me[/i] finish it..." This last part was directed at Shibumi, as Dolphin slapped his hand away from the keyboard. "Whaaat?" Shibumi pretended innocence in his child-like manner. Dolphin promptly ejected his program's main disk and tucked into his pocket. "Done for the night?" Daisy inquired. "Yeah, I need to start packing up and heading back home," Dolphin replied. "We've been in Japan for some time now." "Eh," Babble smiled, rubbing his bald head. "I've always wanted an excuse for a vacation. 'Sides, as soon as we all go back, you just know that we're either gonna be celebrities or much sought after programmers, what with all the communication taking the pounding it has." "Not [i]celebrities![/i]" Shibumi wailed playfully. "I couldn't take that!" "Wait, before you go," Babble said, motioning Dolphin to a stop, "I want to show you something." He popped his laptop open and stuck a silvery disk into the disk drive. As the machine whirred, he explained. "Ever wonder what it'd be like to have your own Digimon? I mean, think about it, we [i]did[/i] make them, right? I know I had my favorites. I'm sure you all did, too." "Are you suggesting that we become Tamers?" Curly asked. "It seems rather odd, almost redundant." "She has a point, Babble," Tao said. "We've already seen that the Digimon don't act as we programmed them--my son's Terriermon could testify to that." Shibumi covered up a cough. "Plus the fact that, even if we could, not only is it pointless for us to have Digimon, we couldn't even interact with them," Dolphin said. "There is no way for the Digimon to come here anymore." "When did you all become such downers?" Babble said, peering quizzically at the others over his shades. "We've done a lot more than most people could even dream about." "Babble's got a point," Shibumi spoke up. "I'd be intrigued to see what Digimon I got." "Oh, for the love of..." Daisy's eyes glittered like ice. "This is rather ridiculous." "Daisy!" Shibumi rebuked her with a lop sided grin, "don't tell me you don't like you know who anymore!" Daisy blushed; behind her, Babble burst into a great laugh. "Oh, is [i]that[/i] what's bothering you?" "Ya know, Daisy, it really isn't healthy for you to like such an evil guy," Dolphin said, giving her a nudge in the ribs. "You know women--always going for the longevity bit," Shibumi giggled; Daisy promptly slapped him in the back of his head. "[i]Whaaaat[/i]?" "Bats just happen to be fascinating, that's all!" Daisy snapped. "Weeeeeell," Babble smiled, "I think we should give you a little more something like your name. Flower power and all that." Daisy quickly retaliated by slapping him in the back of his bald head. "Nothing wrong with Floramon!" Dolphin yelped, crawling beneath his desk before Daisy could reach him. "Fine, then how about you!" she yelled down to him. "Ever since your trip to SeaWorld, you talked about nothing but dolphins! You hovered for days over me while I designed Dolphmon's wire frame. I think it's only fair that you get Dolphmon!" "'K," Dolphin squeaked in reply. "Can I get out from under my desk now...safely?" "And you, Tao?" Shibumi asked. "Well, both my kids had rabbit dogs of some sort...I wouldn't mind joining them, I guess, but the closest thing I can think of is...Elecmon." "Shocking," Shibumi giggled; he ducked before Daisy made contact, leaving poor Tao with a red cheek mark. "My suggestion will blow you away, then," Curly smiled. Daisy sighed in defeat and leaned on Curly. "Hey, how come you hug her and slap us?" Tao complained. Daisy ignored him. "What's yours, Curly?" "Sethmon." "That's an odd one," Babble murmured. "Watch it or you'll be [i]my[/i] first victim," Curly warned him. "Now how about Mr. Inquisitive himself," Shibumi asked, "the one we have to blame for this slapfest?" Babble grinned widely. "I actually prefer the dinosaurs, myself. Kinda where we got our idea in the first place, doncha think? Anyways, as much as I like the big muscle ones that stomp about, I also like--" "Oh no, I remember this one! One of the most recent ones," Daisy said. "It took me forever to understand what you wanted." "Yeah, well, you did good, girl. Dinohumon's definitely my favorite." He turned on Shibumi. "Last--" "--but most certainly not least," Shibumi added. "Well, you know how I'm a strange type." "DUH!" the others chimed together. Shibumi just laughed. "All right, all right, heh. Yes, a strange one. Well, I prefer the strange Digimon as well." "Don't tell me--the darned doubles," Tao griped. "Lopmon had been a wonderful experiment, but after that, we just couldn't think of reasons of why certain ones looked like each other." Daisy commented. "And we had to have those extras, so the games wouldn't get too repetitive with the same Digimon over and over again." "Yes, but don't you think they were anyway. Surely the children have felt cheated at some point?" Curly added. "Ladies, ladies," Shibumi giggled, "we don't need to go into a theory fest now. Thing is, I always had an affinity toward one of the 'darned doubles'. Daisy, remember that day you were running out of coloring ideas--" "--and I totally went wild on the Gabumon twin? Yeah, what about...don't tell me..." "You guessed it--Psychemon!" "That figures," Babble teased. "Oh my gosh, I got to go!" Dolphin yelled suddenly. "Oh, sorry man, I didn't mean to keep you," Babble apologized, typing data into his program. "Get on with you." As Dolphin ran out of the room, Curly turned to Daisy. "Wouldn't it be nice, though?" "About the Digimon? Hmm, I've never really thought about that..." Behind them, Shibumi grinned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "HENRY!" He nearly hit the roof when he heard Terriermon scream. He had never heard Terriermon sound so terrified. "What? What? What is it?" Henry hollered as he ran toward the large room where Terriermon and Okuwamon were. "Henry, look!" Terriermon pointed a black claw toward the other side of the room. A Kunemon lay curled up. "Terriermon, you scared the living daylights out of me to tell me you're afraid of BUGS?!?" "Henry, don't be so stupid!" Terriermon slapped his paws over his mouth and bowed his head. "Sorry, Henry, I didn't mean that." "Let's hope not. Now, what's the problem with the--WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Henry had turned to look at the Kunemon again, but in its place, a Minomon now rested. It rubbed sleep from its beady eyes and peered at Henry, somewhat perturbed. "That's--that's Okuwamon!" Terriermon shrieked. "WHAT?!" "I know, I know--one moment, I'm sitting here, talking to Okuwamon, and scratching this really strange itch in my ear--" he pointed to his left ear, "--then next thing I know, he's Kuwagamon. He turned into Kunemon after I called you." Terriermon reached up to scratch his ear again, and Minomon shivered as it [i]splotched[/i] and turned into a Pabumon. Henry grew wide eyed. "Oh no...[i]Terriermon, get to the other side of the room--NOW![/i]" Scared, Terriermon obeyed, and Henry grabbed Pabumon and shoved him into the adjoining hallway before Terriermon reached to scratch again. "Terriermon, you've got to stop scratching!" "Why?" "[i]Because you're dedigivolving Okuwamon, that's why![/i]" "But I can't help it!" "Well, you're going to have to!" "But Henry--!" "No buts, Terriermon! And I think, for everyone's safety, you need to stay in here until further notice." "But, Henry...moumentai?" Henry shook his head. "Not this time, buddy. I'm really sorry, but until we figure out what's going on, you're going to have to stay in solitary confinement. We can't risk you dedigivolving anyone when we need to stay strong." "...Henry..." "I'll...I'll be back, Terriermon, I promise. I won't make you do this alone." "Thanks." The small bunny slumped dejectedly against the far wall, sadly watching Henry walk away. As the door shut behind him, Henry picked up Pabumon and raced to find the lead Plesiomon. And that thought from before came back. [i]Oh Dad, what have you done to Terriermon?[/i]

The Digimon floated from building to building, watching all the activity. She yawned at all the fighting, and snickered when the boy had put the flames out or get roasted. Siamon decided to rest for a moment; she curled her long tail around her, brushing her fish tail down with her black claws. She then reached up to scratch her horns, and pondered where she could go now. The portals were opening up as scheduled, and pretty soon, she'd have lots of friends to play with. [i]Or beat up, if they cross me. No, scratch that, I'll bat my eyes at some strong lunk head and[/i] he[i] can do the beating up bit.[/i] "Candlemon!" Siamon grinned toothily. If what she saw was any indication, this was going to be fun.

Eeks, sage, double post! And we need to save this thread! If I'm gonna post this on the Fanfic part of theOtaku.com/Digimon (when we get to v4, that is >_

(Ok, hope I don't go way out on a limb here, sage, but here's my idea for Riley and Yamaki's Digimon; if I screw up your idea, I'm very very sorry!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You are Zhuqiaomon, correct?" Yamaki addressed the phoenix. "SMART...FOR A HUMAN..." the Sovereign growled in a grudgingly appreciative manner. "I SUPPOSE YOU ARE GOING TO TELL ME YOU KNOW WHY YOU ARE HERE, TOO." "Now why would I deny such a splendid creature as yourself that honor?" Zhuqiaomon's four red eyes widened slightly, and he permitted himself a tight lipped (beaked?) grimace of a smile. "IF ONLY ALL HUMANS WERE A LITTLE MORE LIKE YOU." Yamaki's grin fell from his face. "No, you don't want that." "WHY?" Remembering what the children had told him about the Sovereign, Yamaki decided against reminding the human despising phoenix about the part he had played that had prompted the appearance of the devas. "T-Tamer?" Riley managed to gasp. "You said I'm a Tamer?" "YAMAKI, TOO, IF HE WISHES. THOUGH THE OTHERS KNOW HOW MUCH I DESPISE THIS." Yamaki's face was very much caught up in his habitual frown. He reached for his ligher, which was no longer there (Riley had protested against his smoking habit; he had had to give it up in order to go on that date with her). [i]A Digimon Tamer? Me?! What the freak is that bird smoking?[/i] "TAMER YAMAKI?" "Zhuqiaomon, please, I'd rather you not call me that." "NOW, NOW, YAMAKI, YOU DON'T WANT TO WASTE THE ENERGIES OF THE OTHER SOVEREIGN. IT TOOK THEM QUITE A WHILE TO GET ME TO AGREE TO THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE. IF I CAN DO IT, SO CAN YOU." "But--!" "AND IF YOU DON'T AGREE, THEY PROMISED I COULD ROAST YOU ON SIGHT." "But..." Yamaki faultered and he gaped at the flaming bird towering high above him. His neck was getting a crick from looking so far up, so he dropped his gaze and shifted it to the large black talons gripping the ground just in from of him. He could have walked under one easily without bending over, but it would not be a wise move to make. Neither would denying the Sovereign. "Do I have a choice?" In response, Zhuqiaomon turned his head to one side, opening his beak, and released a massive shot of white hot fire. Heart pounding, Yamaki took a few steps back and bumped into Riley. "Take it easy, boss," she said comfortingly, "this might be fun." "No, Riley, you don't understand--" "We're here!" "AH, GOOD, THEY GOT MY SIGNAL." "S-signal? That was a signal?" Yamaki stammered. He was an unhealthy shade of white. Riley noticed, but just grinned. It was nice to see Yamaki knocked off his high horse for once. "GAZIMON, RANAMON, I WANT YOU TWO TO MEET YOUR TAMERS." "Shweeeeeeeet!" Gazimon shrieked loudly. He bounded toward Yamaki and landed in his arms. "Hiya, boss, nice to meet you I'm Gazimon your new Partner and we're gonna be best buddies forever and ever and ever and--" "Oh for the love of...DO I HAVE TO DO THIS?!" Yamaki yelled to Zhuqiaomon, dropping Gazimon to the floor in the process. The Rookie grunted in pain, and rolled over, rubbing his bottom. Zhuqiaomon begen to pulse with brighter flame at this and narrowed his four eyes at Yamaki. "YOU HAVE NO MORE SAY IN THIS, ANY MORE THAN WE DO." "Oh, that's just..." Yamaki growled as Gazimon giggled impishly and jumped on his back. "That's ok, boss, I know you didn't mean to do that," Gazimon said, showing his pearly white teeth. "And one day, you and me, we's gonna turn into Kimeramon or something, RIGHT SIR?" "WE'LL SEE," Zhuqiaomon said in a tight tone. (He was obviously getting annoyed with Gazimon himself.) Yamaki glanced at Riley to see what she was doing, and his jaw nearly dropped. Riley's Digimon was Ranamon, a beautiful water Digimon. Her ruby eyes sparkled with a hidden agenda, but Riley didn't notice. "Nice to meet you, Ranamon," Riley smiled, extending her hand. Ranamon glanced at it. "Same, I'm sure...sire, are you sure about this?" "RANAMON, WE'VE ALREADY BEEN THROUGH THIS SEVERAL TIMES. IF YOU WANT TO SAVE YOUR WORLD..." Ranamon crossed her arms. "Yeah, yeah, yeah...but why...?" She trailed off and made an almost invisible motion toward Riley and Yamaki. Zhuqiaomon closed his eyes, as if asking himself to be very patient. "IF I'VE HAD TO AGREE TO THIS, THEN I THINK IT'S ONLY FAIR THAT YOU HAVE TO, TOO." "All right, [i]sensei[/i]...you've always taught me to be accepting of others, no matter how different ([size=1]or stupid[/size]) they may be..." "YES. NOW, IT IS TIME FOR YOU ALL TO GO." Gazimon and Ranamon bowed respectfully to Zhuqiaomon; after a moment, Riley did too. Yamaki just grunted. "Oh, sure, she gets a Digimon trained by a Sovereign and what do I get? A rug with a crush on me. Could it get any worse?" "GO!" Zhuqiaomon commanded. A moment before they disappeared into a far corner of the Digital World, Yamaki grimaced to himself. "I had to ask..."

Just an update to let everyone know that Tamers: V2 has been moved back to the Digimon forum, thanks to Transtic Nerve (see what a little pm'ing can do? :)).

Panjyamon cradled Jeri in one arm, who held Viximon carefully. The yellow In Training fox pup was straining to join the battle below, her pearly teeth flashing dangerously. "Hurry, Panjyamon!" she snapped. Panjyamon was hesitant to share her franticness, especially when he saw which of the devas were fighting. Lashing his snowy white tail, Panjyamon gritted his teeth and slid down the remaining slope of the hill, hiding his living cargo among the rocks at the foot of the hill. "Thunder Stomp!" The ground shook beneath everyone, and several Meramon fell on their backs. Indramon quickly followed up with his Horn of Desolation, piling dirt on the burning Digimon and putting their flames out. "Attack!" screamed Boltmon. Several of the Mihirashi Military promptly responded and the air was filled with fire. "Again!" Pajiramon reared back as the fire licked hungrily at her wool. Indramon snorted in pained disgust as he beat flames from his mane and tail. "This is no time for us to be delayed!" Pajiramon cried out. She drew her crossbow out and fitted a shaft to it, aiming for the Boltmon. "We must act now!" Viximon yelled. Jeri shook her head, then shrieked loudly as a fireball bounced dangerously close to their hiding place. Pajiramon quickly whirled about and fired her crossbow, knocking a rock loose and causing it to hit the fireball away from the hiders. Indramon brushed charred hair from his long face and nickered in an appreciative manner at Pajiramon. He then spotted Viximon and beckoned to her in a welcoming manner. Mistaking it for a battle taunt, Viximon managed to squeeze out of Jeri's grasp and land on the battlefield side of the rocks. As her tiny form galloped at Indramon, the old foe, she could feel herself changing. Her strides, increasingly becoming on her hind feet alone, grew longer; her tail bushed out, and she pumped her arms side to side; she felt her own small mane softly brushing against her as she ran and she knew what was happening: "Viximon, digivolve to...Renamon!" "Yay, Renamon!" Jeri cheered. Then she paused. "Wait a minute...how did she do that without Rika?" Renamon leapt into the air in front of Indramon and spread her arms: "Diamond Storm!" "What the--NO!" Indramon's welcoming gesture mutated into one of shocked defense as he was caught in the hail of light energy. "You IDIOT!" he neighed indignantly, picking his Horn up and swinging it at the offender. It instantly made contact and Renamon crumpled to one side. "No!" Jeri screamed, running toward Renamon, Panjyamon quickly chasing after the girl. Jeri reached the injured Rookie, who stubbornly struggled to her feet and glared at Indramon. "Care to try that again, big boy?" "Renamon!" Pajiramon's voice rang out. "Stop this!" Jeri gasped in terror; being between two powerful devas was not her idea of being safe. "What do we do?" "You there!" Panjyamon roared to the meramera Digimon. "What have you done to incur the wrath of these two?" "Your royalness," Boltmon said sauvely, "we were minding our own business when these two began attacking us." "LIES!" Pajiramon bellowed. "We don't know that!" Jeri yelled. "Yes, you two are part of the devas that have plagued us before. Why should we trust you now?" Renamon snapped. "You can't," Pajiramon answered simply. "Anymore than we you. Now get out of our way. We will not be held accountable for what we have not done. We must get the Sovereign's message out!" "The Sovereign?" many voices cried at once. "You still follow them?" Boltmon asked mockingly. "Always," Indramon spoke in a grave voice. "So you are willing to throw your lives away for mons that don't even care about you?" "MORE LIES!" Pajiramon shrieked. She pulled out another shaft for her crossbow. "Pajiramon," Indramon said commandingly, shaking his head at her. "That won't solve anything." "This [i]is[/i] a problem," Jeri remarked. "According to what everyone else has told me, the Sovereign made a mistake when they sent the devas out the first time. Just like we did when we destroyed them. Wasn't very smart of either side. But the Sovereign are good now...right?" "That's what they want you to believe!" a SkullMeramon yelled. "No, it's the truth," Indramon answered loudly. "The Sovereign have mended their errors and we devas are visual proof of that. We have been sent as catalysts to help the Tamers to help the Sovereign." "And I suppose you are one of these Tamers, girl?" Boltmon asked Jeri. She quivered under his gaze. Panjyamon snarled half heartedly, but did nothing. "You look unsure of something. Maybe you don't believe in what you are fighting for?" "Leave her alone!" Renamon broke in. "What's this? One moment you are defending us, the next minute you are fighting us?" Boltmon said, pretending to be shocked. "Are you [i]sure[/i] you know where your allegiance lies?" Jeri's eyes grew wide with fear as she began to think. [i]Do I? Do I really know where it lies? Oh, I'm so confused![/i] She clutched her head with her hands, her digivice dangling visibly. Boltmon's face changed slightly upon seeing this; behind him, some of the Mihirashi Military murmured, indicating that they saw it, too. "I said leave her [i]alone![/i]" Renamon snapped again. The Boltmon ignored her; instead, he reached out a large palm to Jeri. "Come, little girl, we can help you. We can tell you what has been happening in our world while you have been gone. Then you can understand where the lines are really being drawn." Jeri blinked uncertainly at the large green hand; Renamon stepped in front of her and slapped the hand away. Agitated, Boltmon frowned, drew his hand back and backhandly slapped the fox away. Jeri gasped at this; Panjyamon began to reach out to help Renamon but paused again and did nothing, staring at the devas funny. "Someone needs to teach you manners," Boltmon hissed at Renamon, his shadow large and dark over her figure. She propped herself up on her arms, glaring at him over her shoulder. "It's not the first time I've heard that," she growled, remembering Impmon. "Shame. You should've listened to them," Boltmon said ominously, drawing his large tomahawk out. "Now I'm gonna scalp that pretty little fur of yours right off of you and roast and toast your data good before I suck it all in." Panjyamon continued to remain frozen, caught up in an internal battle with himself. Pajiramon slowly prepared the shaft for her crossbow, waiting for the right moment. "Tomahawk Crunch!" Indramon was already galloping at Boltmon when the tomahawk swung down in its deadly ark. The blade clanged against Indramon's horn, carving a deep groove in it. Indramon threw the now useless instruments to one side and almost missed the giant musclar arms wrapping around his sleek form. Boltmon squeezed tightly, but Indramon bucked hard and kicked a metal hoof against the Mega. An arrow whistled past Boltmon's neck and he unwittingly released the Horse deva as he ducked. "Metal Fireball!" The Mihirashi Military wasted no time in retaliating in the name of their leader and were flinging fire once again. Jeri shrieked as fire danced about her and Panjyamon threw one protecting arm around her, and another around Renamon. "Thunder Stomp!" Pajiramon threw a few of the unprepared Meramon to the ground, cutting down on the number of fireballs propotionally for a moment. She took aim on Boltmon's head again, and squeezed the trigger. Boltmon was no sluggard; the instant he knew he was being shot at, he had quickly adopted a shield--Indramon. The moment he had stood up again, he had spotted Pajiramon aiming for him and instantly drew the Horse deva to him in a death squeeze again. Indramon screamed in pain as the shaft sank into his shoulder. Boltmon swallowed hard as he saw the shaft almost cut through the deva to himself. Dropping the deva, he began a frantic dash back to the Mihirashi base. "Retreat!" he yelled. "Oh no you don't," Indramon panted. He kicked out again, and tripped the Mega, who tumbled to the ground. The purple horse placed a hoof on Boltmon's head, and pressed hard. "Don't move if you value your worthless life." The pressure was released as a BlueMeramon socked Indramon with the discarded axe impaled Horn. Several other of the Military helped Boltmon up, and surrounded him. "Kill him! KILL HIM!" Boltmon ordered. Slews of fireballs rained on Indramon, who fought to knock them away with his hoofs. The BlueMeramon picked up the axe/Horn again, but was promptly killed by a direct hit from Pajiramon's crossbow. She galloped through the crowd, swinging her bow like a club. The Military fell back before her, but quickly took their places again. Boltmon picked the axe/Horn up this time and, waiting for just the right moment, flung it against Pajiramon's form. She flew backwards, hitting Panjyamon, Jeri, and Renamon; the four rolled to a stop against the foothill rocks. "Now, back to the other one," Boltmon said. He motioned for the Mihirashi Military to stand in a circle around the injured Indramon. The horse bit the shaft in half, and with a grunt of pain, pulled both ends of the arrow from his shoulder. Flinging them away, he wearily gazed at the Digimon from beneath his sooty mane. "Shimatta, you bakas..." he cursed, letting his head fall toward the ground again. He attempted to point a hoof in Renamon's direction. "Ignite!" Boltmon ordered. The Mihirashi Military summoned their most powerful fire attacks, and held them above their heads, waiting for the command. "And...FIRE!" In one fluid motion, the fireballs combined as one great raging inferno. They collided against Indramon, who never had a chance to raise his noble head to greet the oncoming slaughter. Pajiramon cried out like a wounded animal. Jeri buried her face against Panjyamon. Renamon jumped to her feet and ran at Boltmon's back, executing a high kick. Boltmon suddenly turned about and expertly caught her by an ankle and held her dangling upside down. "You never learn, do you? Well, perhaps you would like a place with your friend in the funeral pyre here, hmmm?" Boltmon pulled his arm back to fling Renamon in...and promptly exploded into data. Renamon collapsed to the ground again ([i]My butt's getting too old for this...[/i]), and stared in amazement as several other select Mihirashi Military exploded in a similar manner. "What the..." She watched as small orbs would sock them in their foreheads, then seemingly conduct electricity to the orb until the shock was too great for their bodies. After a few minutes, the remaining survivors of the once proud Mihirashi Military fled; unabsorbed multicolored data laid about, some landing in the fire and dancing with the purplish data already there. The fire itself was beginning to die out. Renamon sat up, waving the other three over to her. High in the air, something yelled. "BA GAH! Ya big oaf! I had better luck riding with the mongrel, ba GAH!" "Since when did you devas use each other for transporation devices?" "Oh...I'm just special, is all..." Makuramon and a strange looking Sinduramon landed with a thud next to Renamon. "Hello," Makuramon said with a bow. "So glad to help against that tiny revolt. Nothing a little Primal Orb and Positron Pulse can't handle, eh?" He nudged the unusually red Sinduramon. "Oh no, more of them!" Jeri yelped. "Don't worry, child," Pajiramon soothed her patiently, "surely by now you know that we are on your side." Renamon gazed sadly at the dying fire, her shoulders sagging. "I do..." Makuramon followed her gaze. "What? What do you mean?" Pajiramon trotted up behind the clueless monkey and handed him the battered Horn. "There are somethings that even your Primal Orb can't fix," she whispered. Makuramon stared at the Horn in wide eyed shock, then dropped it. The red Sinduramon glanced at him curiously, then bowed his head respectfully at the pyre. "But I..." Makuramon trailed off, then joined the group as they all echoed Sinduramon's bow. Then, without a word spoken between them, they began to head off together, one small group in the same direction. Except for Panjyamon. For days after the fire had been reduced to ashes, he stood watch over the pyre and the dented Horn.

*Ginny blinks* Urgh, if Catsuramon could've broken Baihumon's shackles, don't you think he would've before now? 'Fore he got captured? Or Baihumon himself, for that matter? *sighs* Don't mind me. Otaku's going through another version upgrade, and I haven't been able to post any new stuff to the Digimon site. I got all this great stuff waiting to be uploaded and my FTP won't let me 'cause our good-looking (YES, I said GOOD LOOKING and I'll say it again so THERE!!!) webmaster Adam is still perfecting everything. And of course any new stuff includes our Tamer V2 story. I've been working all this afternoon to have it ready for the fanstories section. Which is not meant to be forum. It's meant to be section on the site itself. (Oh dear, please don't mind me!)

I am reminded of the comedian writer Dave Barry. Or of the Wayside School Stories from when I was young. *laughs* Good work, DW, I wanna see more!

Hey...:therock:...that's [i]my[/i] job...*giggles* Good sum, Devidramon! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Makuramon sat atop a large, bush like tree, resting his head on his knees. His tail quivered, and his shadow was cast behind him like a black cardboard cutout for an instant. When the Monkey deva blinked, the shadow was gone, as was the orange light; it was dark now, and the emerald globe of Earth shone from above, casting amethyst shafts down. The beauty was wasted on Makuramon. "I must go, but how? I've already wasted more time than I dare admit to." He glanced behind him to make sure no one was listening. "These wretched, brainless buffoons...if only I could continue onward!" All around him, the bushy trees extended for miles, their branches intertwining, making the ground virutally invisible from above. Makuramon raised an eyebrow. "No one around...no one to see me...who says I [i]can't[/i] continue onward?" Makuramon had just sat up when he was tackled from behind. That same familiar thwack he loathed resounded on his skull, knocking his hat to the ground. "Buttmon!" "Ba GAH!" Makuramon shrieked, holding his aching head. He whirled on Monmon, brandishing a fist at him with one hand, and holding his head with the other. "By Baihumon's mane, kid, if you weren't so important, I'd--I'd--OOH!" Frustrated that he could not escape, he flopped himself down again, resting his head on his knees once more. Monmon stared at the Monkey deva's back quietly with his blank stare, then glanced at his slingshot. Makuramon ignored the rustling noise until he saw the offending weapon sliding into his view. He slapped a foot on the slingshot to halt its progress, and grimaced at the Rookie behind him. "What?" he snarled. Monmon twidded his toes together, staring at them hard. He looked surprisingly small without his slingshot on his back. His lower jaw quivered and Makuramon was moved a little as he saw a hint of a tear glistening in the small monkey's eyes. "Monmon sorry hit Buttmon lots," Monmon murmured. "Cause pain. Hurt. See much when lose friend Monmon. See more when Apemon and G'illamon fight bout Monmon grow up. Feel sad bout all this. Others feel sad when see this too." Makuramon stared at the slingshot, Monmon's plaything. He pushed it back to the Rookie, but Monmon shook his head fiercely and pushed it back. When Makuramon tried to give it back a second time, Monmon got angry, picked up the slingshot and hurled it into the distance. There was a far away crash of leaves and branches, and a soft cawing sound, but nothing else. "Ba gah! what an arm, kiddo!" Makuramon gaped. "What did you do that for?" "S'ingshot sign of power. Give only to strong 'mon. Monmon not strong, just like pick ' weak 'mon. Don't 'serve s'ingshot!" Makuramon was impressed by this remarkably mature thought process from the tribal leader. "So, what are you going to do now?" "Want be good leader! Want make tribe proud! See Buttmon come, be brave, bold, not care 'bout what others think! Want be like that!" Makuramon smiled to himself. "You want to be like me, huh? What about the Apemon and the Gorillamon?" Monmon scowled. "Me grow to Apemon, G'illamon, cause more fight and pain. Not good! You monkey like us, but dif'rent! Want be like that too!" "Wait a minute, you want to be--?" "Want to be Makuramon, like you!" Makuramon blinked in astonishment. Could he do that? Well, technically, yes he could turn Monmon into another Makuramon, but surely the kid didn't hope to have powers like him. [i]But then, I'm gettting ahead of myself. Who says the kid knows what I can do? He will when I change him...so there must be some way...[/i] "So, you really want to grow up, huh, Monmon?" "Yes, Bu...uh, M'uramon, sir," Monmon said, rather politely. "And you want to do this to help your tribe?" "Yes, yes!" Monmon squeaked eagerly. "I think I might be able to point you in the right direction, then, kid," Makuramon said, winking. [i]You may not become a deva, but you're gonna make one heck of a Makuramon, kid![/i] He pulled an orb from his pouch and held it up to Monmon's face. "Watch the Primal Orb, ok?" He squeezed it and the orb pulsed with light. "When I say now, you scream your wish as loud as you can, ok? And if you're a good monkey, and you really mean what you say, you'll get your wish." Monmon nodded absently, his jaw hanging open, his eyes wide with amazement. Makuramon stood up. He pulled his arm back and hurled the Orb as high as he could, tracking the pulsing pinpoint of light with his eye. [i]Three...two...one...[/i] "[i]NOW![/i]" As the Primal Orb attack exploded in the air, Monmon screamed. "[i]I WANT TO BE MAKURAMON SO I CAN HELP TRIBE!!![/i]" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The lead Akatorimon scrambled into the tree, grunting with exertion and exhaustion. As a tail feather caught on a long branch, he let out a low stream of steady curses, and yanked it free. He poked his head up, and spotted the two monkeys he was looking for. "Monmon, your greenliness, I was hit by your slingshot and--" A bright flash blinded him momentarily, and Monmon screamed something almost unintelligible. Akatorimon covered his eyes with one wing, and attempted to grip a branch and cover an ear hole with his other. When all seemed clear and normal again, Akatorimon struggled the rest of the way to the top of the bush tree. "Your greenliness," he started again, "I was coming to find you because--" And he stopped short again. The odd stranger Makuramon was still there, no doubt. But the small green monkey was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a duplicate of Makuramon, tinged green instead of brown. "Your greenliness...?" Akatorimon gasped. "You...you [i]digivolved!!![/i]" The green Makuramon looked down and gasped in delight. He wiggled his tail and shook his hands as if airing them out. He dug into his new pouch and delightedly drew out a Primal Orb. Not caring that it was the same one that Makuramon had used to "trick" him, the green monkey eyed it gleefully. "Ahem," Makuramon interrupted. "I think you need to remember that you wished for this so that you could help your tribe." "Oh yes, yes, help tribe, yes," the other agreed quickly. "I just need to find my slingshot and all will be well. Mark of the leader and all that." "My [i]word[/i]," Akatorimon gasped, "did I just hear him speak properly?" "Wait, boy," Makuramon stopped the other, "I have something to ask." "Whatever you want, Makuramon," the green monkey answered, bowing. "I can't thank you enough for helping me solve the very problem that was preventing me from digivolving." "What?" "Well," Green replied, "I didn't want to digivolve at all. I knew there would be trouble if I grew into an Apemon or a Gorillamon. Half the tribe would be against the other half. Don't we have enough bloodshed already? So I kept the energy in, and used it rather destructively. Your head being among the many tragedies. "Now, I can't deny that you probably had something to do with it," he continued, "but no matter. I can now unite my tribe as never before." "Are you sure they will accept you like this?" Akatorimon asked. "When I get my slingshot back, there won't be any doubt," Green grinned. "But, my favor?" Makuramon whined. "Oh, right, so what'll it be, ol' boy?" Makuramon winced, but remembered he was almost free. "I really must get back on my journey, please!" "My [i]Sovereign[/i], what an imbecile I've been!" Green exploded. "Of course, please hurry. And take Akatorimon with you, he'll make a good guide to the end of the jungle. He may even help you find your Sinduramon friend." "Of course, majesty," Akatorimon agreed. "Thank you, boy," Makuramon said, patting Green's back. "No, thank you, Makuramon," Green answered. "Shall we?" Akatorimon squawked. "But...your tribe?" Makuramon queried. "Don't worry," Akatorimon chuckled. "They can take care of themselves. Which reminds me," he said, turning to Green, "take good care of yours. And uh, teach them some grammar, please?" Green grinned. "Take care, friends."

Yeah, females are weaker, strength wise, but aren't they supposed to be stronger in defense or special attack? Got Mareep--purple pink body with powder blue wool Chikorita--blahish peach all over Cyndaquil--purpley body if I remember correctly Wooper--purple or green, forget which (it's been awhile) Mew--Ice blue *dodges screams of "SHARKER!" and grins sheepishly* Also had a Togepi egg when I was working on this team The only thing that bugs me is that the game stops to show the shine on the Pokémon before going on with the battle. Gets real annoying after a while. And the effect does not go away when your Pokémon grow into their higher forms.

Another sum up to bring us up to speed, I know [i]I[/i] need it: [b]DEVAS:[/b] [b]Kumbhiramon (Rat):[/b] Pops in whenever he feels like it; profanity stricken; helped Gigimon grow to Guilmon early on in story to save Takato. Has just appeared to help Mihiramon against FlaWizard/ArcDaemon. [b]Sandiramon (Snake):[/b] Helped save Ai, Mako, and Yaamon from Infermon swarm by digivolving Yaamon to Impmon. He has just granted Ai, Mako, and Impmon the ability to Biomerge to Beelzemon Gemini Mode. [b]Vikaralamon (Pig):[/b] Short tempered; had swallowed Impmon and Calumon in a strange effort to save Impmon. Resurfaced, destroying MegaSeadramon, freeing the swallowed Digimon, and giving Sandiramon something to rest on. [b]Makuramon (Monkey):[/b] Was helping Catsuramon find Baihumon when they were subjected to a surprise attack on said Sovereign. Makuramon had fled for help, was stuck in Monmon's (now a green, non-deva Makuramon) territory, and is now with Pajiramon, a red, non-deva Sinduramon, Renamon, and Jeri; all are searching for Rika and are about to stumble onto Anubismon and Pharoahmon. [b]Catsuramon (Dog):[/b] Was helping Makuramon find Baihumon when they were subjected to a surprise attack on said Sovereign. Catsuramon has been kidnapped by Anubismon and her betrayals, who about to kill Baihumon. Upon being freed, he has "rescued" Rika. [b]Pajiramon (Sheep):[/b] On her way to deliver Ebonwumon's message to Vajramon, she was stopped by the Mihirashi Military (Meramera Digimon). She has now been joined by Makuramon, Jeri, Panjyamon, and a red, non-deva Sinduramon. [b]Majiramon (Dragon):[/b] Was with the flying Digimon group; is now in attendance with Ryo, Kazu, Kenta, Knightmon, ?Hopmon, HiAndromon, Vajramon, Zilla and Yoshi, and Alice. [b]Antylamon (Rabbit): [/b] Is with Suzie. [b]Mihiramon (Tiger): [/b]Bested by "Cocomon", who sucessfully grew to Lopmon, Turuiemon, and then Antylamon, has explained the new purpose of the devas and is escorting them to meet the Sovereign. [b]Sinduramon (Rooster)[/b]: Thought to be dead--his remains were found in "Youkomon"'s lair. There is a red, non-deva one with Makuramon. [b]Vajramon (Bull):[/b] Has appeared to help two DarkTyrannomons and Kapurimon against the Hive tribe. Helped Kapurimon warp digivolve to HiAndromon. [b]Indramon (Horse):[/b] Appeared to help Pajiramon fight against the Mihirashi Military. Was killed helping to defend her and Jeri's group. [b]SOVEREIGNS[/b]: [b]Azulongmon (Dragon):[/b] Disguised as an amusing and helpful Keramon, he revealed himself to those in the Sandira/Vikaralamon group. At the moment, he is a Mikemon. [b]Baihumon (Tiger):[/b] Was tortured by Anubismon and her followers, who believe killing him will set them free. At the moment, he is arguing with Pharoahmon and Anubismon about their master, Millienniummon. [b]Ebonwumon (Turtle Tree):[/b] Has sent a message via Pajiramon, but has yet to appear. [b]Zhuqiaomon (Phoenix):[/b] Has made Yamaki and Riley Tamers to help the children. [b]TAMERS/HUMANS[/b]: [b]Takato[/b]: Originally his idea to go back through the portal to the Digital World. Has been reunited with Guilmon. [b]Henry[/b]: Worried about Juggernaut, which is still inside Terriermon, but has yet to share fears. Has been reunited with Terriermon, who has been placed in solitary confinement for having Juggernaut reactivated in him. [b]Rika[/b]: Something has been bothered her since she got to the Digital World, and she is now a prisoner of Pharaohmon and Anubismon. She had found Viximon, who is now with Jeri. [b]Jeri[/b]: Was baring the brunt of Rika's anger but is no longer bother by the dark force. Wonders where Calumon is. [b]Ryo[/b]: Not as tolerant as he used to be of Kazu and Kenta following him around; has a sense of Rika. Is protecting Alice at the moment. [b]Kazu[/b]: Trailing Ryo and being trailed by Kenta. Has been united with HiAndromon. [b]Kenta[/b]: Is following Ryo and Kazu around. Has not found MarineAngemon (who is with Takato's group). [b]Ai and Mako[/b]: Saved Yaamon on entering the Digital World, but since have learned about his past. Although both Tamers and Digimon have been running from each other, they are reunited at the moment. [b]Alice[/b]: A Digimon Reaver (vampire?). With her Digital half Dobermon gone, she desperately feeds on others. While posed as a "Youkomon", she supposedly devoured Sinduramon. [b]Suzie[/b]: Has biomerged with Lopmon, but the two are Suzie and Antylamon at the moment. In addition to Mihiramon, they have been joined by Kumbhiramon, Yamaki and Gazimon, and Riley and Ranamon; they are all facing off against FlaWizard/ArcDaemon. [b]Yamaki:[/b] Unwilling Tamer to Gazimon; love interest for Riley [b]Riley:[/b] Beyond excited Tamer to Ranamon, who isn't sharing her partner's enthusiasm. [b]Tally:[/b] Tamer to Devidramon and being hunted down by Gigidramon and Megadramon. [b]GROUPINGS (at moment):[/b] #1--Takato, Henry, Growlmon, (Terriermon), Beelzemon Gemini Mode, MarineAngemon and soul mate, Sandiramon, (Vikaralamon), (Azulongmon/Mikemon), (Pabu/Okuwamon), the Wavemakers #2--Jeri, Renamon, Pajiramon, Makuramon, non-deva Sinduramon #3--Antlyamon, Suzie, Mihiramon, FlaWizardmon/ArcDaemon, Kumbhiramon, Yamaki, Gazimon, Riley, Calamarimon #4--Ryo, Kazu, Kenta, Alice/"Youkomon", Hopmon, Majiramon, Vajramon, Zilla and Yoshi (DarkTyrannomon), and HiAndromon #5--Baihumon, Anubismon, Phaoraohmon #6--Non-deva Makuramon with Ape/Gorillamon and Akatori/Kokatorimon tribe #7--Calumon, Crabmon #8-Catsuramon, Rika #9--Tally, Devidramon, (Gigadramon, Megadramon) #10--Monster Makers, minus Dolphin who has just left (All others are on their own, and thus are not groups.) WHEW! That was more in depth than I planned, but I will definitely update this post from now on, as needed.

*chokes* Shimatta, sage, that was [i]good[/i] stuff! And who knows...Alice might not be free yet...:shifty: Sinduramon=Shinduramon, BTW. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Gotta find Sinduramon, gotta find Sinduramon, gotta find--oofah!" Makuramon tripped over something and slammed into the ground. "OOOAAAHHH!!!" a high pitched voice (think Tommy from Rugrats) yelled. Makuramon rolled on his back and raised a hand to shield himself. "Who's there? I demand to--OWWW, ba GAH!!!" Makuramon yelped in pain as a small green figure dove at him and swung a large slingshot at his head. The Monkey deva blinked away stars, and swiped at the offending figure, who dodged and giggled. "Monkey man funny, but not fast 'nough for Monmon!" "Ba gah, you little brat! C'mere!" Monmon chortled in glee as his elder continued to grab at him; every once in a while, Monmon was able to whack Makuramon with his slingshot and bounce away, rolling with laughter. After 10 minutes of this, Makuramon got angry and grabbed the slingshot as it swung to hit him again. Monmon cried out in shock, and tugged, but Makuramon was stronger. "Mine, mine!" the green monkey shouted. "No, mine now. If you can't play with your toys nice, you can't play at all." Monmon released his grasp and threw himself into a noisy tantrum, wailing his heart out and beating the ground. "Nasty monkey not give Monmon shot back, waaaaaaaaaahhhh!" "Oh shut up," Makuramon grimaced, placing a well aimed kick at Monmon's rear. This caused Monmon's wailing to shoot up an octave and Makuramon slapped his palms against his head to block out the noise. "Ba gah! I don't have time for this!" he suddenly shouted, flinging the slingshot on the ground. He turned to continue his quest when he felt the familiar stinging pain of the slingshot walloping his head once more. Infuriated the deva turned on his heel to see Monmon scampering up a nearby tree. "Primal Orb!" Makuramon screeched, hurling it at the Rookie. It broke the branch Monmon was standing on, and both branch and monkey came tumbling down. There was a satisfying crack; when Monmon sat up, he held up his slingshot--now a mess of splinters. It had broken his fall, and itself. Monmon promptly flung himself into a fresh new fit. "Oh whatever," Makuramon grunted. Once more, he tried to move, but found himself blocked off by Apemon and Gorillamon. "Ba gah...where'd you all come from?" One Apemon crossed her arms. "Why you upset little Monmon?" "Me? Madam, that child is nothing more than a BRAT--oh, you gasp? Fine then, I will say it again--a BRAT, a BRAT, a BRA-BA-GAH!!!" (He was now in a firm arm hold of one of the burly Gorillamon.) "I am the Monkey deva, the Sovereign's right hand--release me at once!" Gorillamon did so at once. Makuramon began to wonder if this odd tribe had any brains at all. "Monmon no brat. Only Rookie--much important that he grow up to be Apemon!" the first Apemon said. "You mean Gorillamon!" a Gorillamon shouted. "Apemon!" "Gorillamon!" "[i]Apemon![/i]" "[i]GORILLAMON![/i]" "Monmon!" "Huh?" The Champions turned to face him. He grinned toothily. "Me like be Monmon. FUN! Only Monmon 'round! Like Buttmon there!" He pointed to Makuramon. "He fun, only Buttmon 'round." [i]Oh brother...[/i] "Now listen here squirt, my name is Makuramon--" "Buttmon." "Makuramon!" "[i]BUTTMON![/i]" "MAKURA-BA-GAH!" (Makuramon was caught in a strangle hold again.) "Fine, fine, whatever!" "Sit, all, sit!" Monmon yelled. The tribe sat. "What Buttmon do in Monmon ter'to'y?" "This is [i]your[/i] territory?" Makuramon raised an eyebrow. A Rookie in charge of this divided tribe? Madness! Makuramon had no doubt of their intellegence now--simply put, they had none. "Monmon ter'to'y, till become Champ, then say who greater, Apemon or Gorillamon. Now what Buttmon do in Monmon ter'to'y?" "I'm looking for a fellow deva, a rooster friend of mine, Sinduramon." "Sin'dra'mon?" Monmon made a face. "Who he? Good to eat?" "No, ba gah!" Makuramon scolded. Behind him, the Apemon and Gorillamon masses made angry noises, and he adopted a gentler tone. "He's a chicken, you know, birdie?" He made a flapping motion with his hands. "Bird? You want bird? We got lot bird! BIIIRRRDDDDDD!!!" "BBBIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRDDDDDDDD" the tribe echoed. The echoes died away, and Makuramon rested his head on his hand. If he hadn't sworn to keep peace among the tribes, he would have blasted his way out already--mighty Baihumon was in dire need! As it was... A squawk filled the air, followed by another and another. Soon, the noise grew too loud for Makuramon to think, so he simply waited to see what was coming. It was a flock of Kokatorimon and Akatorimon, but not very many (remember, most are with Gryphonmon's group). They looked annoyed, but landed in front of Monmon and bowed respectfully, nonetheless. "What is it this time, your greenliness?" one, older than the rest, asked. "Monmon friend Buttmon look for chicken. You chicken. You know Buttmon!" The Akatorimon was obviously blessed with much patient tolerance, for he turned wearily to Makuramon and made a similar bow. "You look for chicken, yes, you--" "Oh can it!" Makuramon snapped. "My mental capacity is greater than all these hairy buffoons put together!" Akatorimon's crest arched noticeably and Monmon saw this. "What Buttmon say?" "Excusis pleasis, your greenliness," the Akatorimon hastily replied. He yanked Makuramon to one side, away from Monmon's hearing. "If you are as smart as you say, then get this through your thick skull. Don't piss the little brat off! Soon's you do, they club your head in and eatcha!" Makuramon glanced back at the tiny Rookie, shocked. "But--" "Deva, are you?" The Akatorimon shook his head. "You haven't seen what we piecebit tribes have had to put up with. I only hope your appearance marks the beginning of hope for some of us." "That is exactly why I am about. I am trying to find Sinduramon and restore peace as well as we can. Baihumon is in great danger, but I can do nothing until reunited with Sinduramon and Catsuramon. Have you seen the deva I speak of?" "I did, until that awful Youkomon took him away." "What?" "The bewitching beast," the Akatorimon shook his head piteously. "Gets to most of us, she does. Some say she isn't even Digimon...but then, what would I know? What I do know is that she already had a Tortomon, Mammothmon, Kabuterimon, and some others--including the second to last Monmon from here--when she managed to snag Sinduramon as well." "But what was Sinduramon doing here?" "Probably the same as you, trying to find you." Makuramon scowled. "In the midst of these dummies? Ba GAH, that's going TOO far!" "Shh!" Akatorimon warned, but it was too late. "Buttmon say bad thing! So Monmon say Buttmon be punished! OOOOAAAHHH!" "Punish!" the tribe echoed. Makuramon groaned. "Why can't I ever be worshipped wherever I go?" "Wouldn't make life fun now, would it?" Akatorimon smirked. He sauntered away. "Don't leave me, ba gah!" Makuramon pleaded. "You'll be fine, monkey; I'll go ask about for more information about Sinduramon. Meanwhile..." he winked. "...be sure to accidentally whack his royal greenliness one for me, eh?" Makuramon groaned as the familiar tatoo of Monmon's slingshot began to beat on his head.

[i]Oh joy[/i], Youkomon snarled to herself, [i]an In Training. Ah well, makes it that much easier to pull him away. It may take longer to achieve what I want, but if he is really the Cyberdramon...[/i] She smiled bewitchingly at the creature hopping behind her. He smiled back in a goofy, almost lustful way. Youkomon almost grimaced, but quickly covered it. [i]No need to lose him...though it won't be hard, too.[/i] Hopmon bounced along, still smiling goofily, until he banged into a nearby stone wall. Youkomon winced in pretended sympathy and sauntered back to the dazed creature. "Are you all right?" she asked in a siren like voice. "Oooooo...." Hopmon moaned from pain, then, sheer happiness. "Long...as with....ou...wow...." Youkomon resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and steeled herself as she knelt down and nuzzled him. "I don't want you to get hurt..." she whispered purringly in his ear. Hopmon's digital core was pounding hard enough as it was, but it nearly shot out of his tiny body when Youkomon slipped one of her many satin like tails about him. "There now, comfy?" Hopmon managed a goofy grin. [i]Yup, he's mine, hook, line, and sinker.[/i] Youkomon continued her walk, using a free tail to wipe away the occasional drool dripping from Hopmon's mouth. [i]Won't he be surprised when he sees where we are going...[/i] "Hopmon! Where art thou?" [i]Blast![/i] Youkomon glanced about for a hiding place; the hall was long and narrow, filled with cobwebs and skeletons of Youkomon's earlier..."boyfriends". One somewhat recent one still retained its feathery skin, and Youkomon slipped into the ribcage, unnoticed, unseen. "Twould that Hopmon reveal himself anon. I profess not to fear, but to the haunt that bewitching cur can envelop any sane man with." [i]Two for the price of one, niiiiiice,[/i] Youkomon grinned to herself. [i]If he keeps going the way he is, I won't have to worry about him much longer.[/i] Buried in her tails, Hopmon shook, then gave a startled squeak of a sneeze. Youkomon dragged him out roughly, and proceeded to sit on him. She held her breath. Knightmon continued to clank about. "Lad, I implore thee, show thineself so that we canst traverse back into the safety of castle." He had not heard the In Training sneeze. After Knightmon disappeared from sight, Youkomon lifted a paw, where Hopmon was still half grinning. He blinked at her, then the skeleton above her. "Youkomon, what's that?" Youkomon followed his gaze, then quickly covered his eyes. "Oh, little one, do not bother yourself with such a sad tale." Hopmon's naturally heroic urges began to stir, and he tried to sit up. "What happened?" "Little one," she began, her voice smooth and sweet, her silken paws propping him up and covering him with her mane of fur, "little one, you know of the tragedy of the D-Reaper in our world." "Yes, I was one of the ones that helped contain it," Hopmon replied. [i]Yes, I know.[/i] "Really?" she said, faking sincere astonishment. "I know, I look small, don't I?" Hopmon stated flatly. "Oh no, [i]no[/i]," she comforted, running a gentle paw over his head, "I think you look simply dashing and handsome now. I can only imagine what you'd look like all grown up." "All....grown...up..." Hopmon sleepily half mumbled. "I can help you to grow up again...to help defeat what now plagues our distraught world..." Youkomon cooed. Hopmon seemed to wake up again. "What [i]did[/i] happen here?" [i]A little something we do to make them suffer![/i] "It's so sad," Youkomon said, a catch in her voice. She pretended to cry. "Be strong, beautiful one," Hopmon assured her, "I need to know what I am up against." Youkomon peered at him slyly through her paw, then pretended to wipe a tear away. "Okay..." she sniffed. "Just after the D-Reaper was contained, as you put it, my group and I were one of the last to survive. It was very clear that our world had suffered badly, and that things were going to be harsh from now on. We struggled to stay together, but things were hard. Some of us got lost, others even...killed..." She let a fake sob choke her. "When there was but five of us left, a data stream picked us up and left us here. It seemed safe enough, but one by one...we began to disappear, until only I remained." "And your comrades..." Hopmon jumped from her grasp and peered through the feathery cover, counting three other skeletons strewn about. "...but how are these skeletons possible? Digimon completely vanish when they die." [i]Not when you do what I do, they don't,[/i] Youkomon grinned nastily. She adopted her damsel in distress tone again. "Oh, sweet Tortomon, kind Mammothmon, understanding Kabuterimon...even above us, my final friend, who died only recently, Sinduramon rests, provided us with the rest we need. May he be forever remembered..." "A deva? But--" "But now that you are here," she broke in, "you can help me, before I become like them." Hopmon was still struggling to find out why skeletons should remain. "But..." She drew him back to her. "Let us rest now, little one. Then we shall continue our journey." "But..." he responded weakly. "You shall be our salvation yet again," she murmured in his ear. "Just rest for a moment." "Yes...just for...a moment..." Hopmon settled among Youkomon's mane and closed his eyes. The fox Digimon flexed her sharp claws and grinned at the skeleton above her. "You may know the real story," she hissed softly, "but you will never live to tell it now. Foolish bird, when it all comes down to it, size never matters!" She did not laugh for fear of waking Hopmon, but her eyes glittered in the darkness.

Since I am used to the name Catsuramon (thanks to DigiDex), that is the one I'm sticking to. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ba-GAH, hurry, you mongrel!" "Oh, shuttup, monkey! And get your hairy feet out of my side!" Catsuramon continued to gallop at his fast pace, his long feathery tail lashing about. Makuramon gripped the blue dog's hair with his four ambidexterous hands, ignoring Catsuramon's comments. As they breached yet another hill, a large cliff came into view. Catsuramon put on an extra burst of speed, his tail streaming out behind him. "Ba-GAH!" Makuramon yelped. "Watch out for that cliff!" Catsuramon snarled, then grinned widely, doubling his already amazing speed. At the last moment, he dug his claws into the ground, scoring it long and deeply; Makuramon flew off his back and smacked into the canyon side. "Mmfff, you stupid MUTT!" Makuramon's voice was indignant, yet shaky. He slunk to the ground, holding his aching head in his arms. "How'd I ever get stuck on a team with [i]you?![/i]" "I prefer Sinduramon myself," Catsuramon growled. "At least all he does is eat too much. Not babble like YOU!" "Ba-gah..." Makuramon moaned, pretending his head hurt worse than it really did. "Speaking of beak face, where is he? Master Baihumon will not be pleased if--" The squabbling devas were cut short as the cliff above them rumbled tremendously. "Waugh! Whadda we do, whadda we do, whadda we [i]do[/i]?" Makuramon screeched. Catsuramon nabbed the monkey's tail in his jaws and yanked him back as an avalanche tumbled down the cliff's face. As more rocks broke free, Baihumon suddenly reared up, his awesome blue and white figure arched high atop the apex of the cliff. "Master!" both devas cried. Baihumon did not respond, but roared and toppled to one side, an enormous crash following. "BA-GAH!" Makuramon hollered. He bounced up the cliff, dodging rocks, Catsuramon chasing after him. Above them, Baihumon jerked his head up, baring his terrible fangs and roaring again. Upon reaching the top, they found he was not alone. Any furry Ultimate or Champion that existed in the world was here, broken into four groups, each one grouped about Baihumon's massive feet. Tremendous restraining devices were laced about his ankles and neck, trapping the sovereign tiger. "What is the [i]meaning[/i] of this?!" Catsuramon thundered. The nearest group, mostly comprised of Doumon, WaruMonzaemon, Zudomon, WereGarurumon, and the occasional BlackGargomon or Doggymon, all turned to stare at what they thought were intruders. "Oh [i]look[/i]," sneered a WaruMonzaemon, "it's the [i]great[/i] sovereign's [i]pets[/i]. All bow down!" He snickered hideously. "I do not approve of your tone!" Catsuramon barked. Makuramon crossed his arms. "Oh, wow, nice comeback," he griped sarcastically. The Dog deva ignored him. "Release our mighty Sovereign Baihumon at once!" Catsuramon demanded. "Why should we?" a WereGarurumon snapped. "Yeah, if he's so great, why doesn't he break free himself?" a Kyukimon (new Ultimate) queried from another group. "Our world wasn't saved by this overgrown throw rug," snapped a Grizzmon, "the humans did it all!" "Impudent traitors, that has nothing to do with it! He is our sovereign, now release him or SUFFER!" "I'll have to agree with doggy breath here," Makuramon snarled at the groups. "Release him!" "KONGOU!" Baihumon roared, opening his mouth wide. The groups expected this and scattered away from the frigid blast that hit the ground. "KONGOU!" Baihumon roared again. A few of the slower Champions were caught in the blast and promptly disintegrated. The rest of the resistance group cried out in shock at this and began to unlease their attacks on the tied up tiger. "My Sovereign!" Catsuramon yelled; before he ran out into the midst of the one sided battle, Makuramon pulled on the deva's long tail. "In case you forgot, he is the Sovereign, and they can't hurt him." "Regardless," Catsuramon snarled, "this behavior is beyond forgiveable reproach! They MUST be dealt with!" "Wha, you gonna take all those Digimon on by yourself?" "No," Catsuramon grinned, turning to the monkey, "you're gonna help me." "BA-GAH, me?!?" Makuramon pulled at his suddenly too tight collar. "Ah, heh heh, why don't I go for help?" "Chicken!" Catsuramon snarled. "Rooster, you mean, ba-gah!" Makuramon grinned, suddenly struck by an idea. "I shall return, o doggy one!" And with that, Makuramon leapt down the cliff. Catsuramon lashed his tail, then turned his attention back to Baihumon. "Master!" he hollered. "What do you wish me to do? Command and your servant shall do your bidding!" "CATSURAMON, FAITHFUL DEVA," the sovereign rumbled appreciatively. "I NEED YOU TO--" "To die!" the first WaruMonzaemon suddenly broke in. "Heart Break Hit!" "Howl of the Heavens!" Catsuramon countered, throwing him back. The Ultimate righted himself, pulling his massive paws from his ears, and stalked back toward Catsuramon. Until Baihumon demolished him with another Kongou. "LEAVE MINE SERVANT ALONE, IGNORANT ONES!!!" "Whatever you say, stripes," a BlackGargomon piped up saucely. "We won't bother your [i]servant[/i]!" The four groups massed into one large one, a dark figure at their head. It waved all but three toward the sovereign's neck area. The remaining three--the BlackGargomon, another WaruMonzaemon, and a Doumon walked toward Catsuramon. Before he could unleash an attack, the dark figure raised her staff, then, with a bewitching twirl, pointed at the Dog deva; he was promptly encased in a bubble, rotted cherry petals floating about him. "Anubismon!" he roared. She stepped forward, her staff stabbing the ground in front of her. "Guilty, as charged." She curled her wings back, her egyptian like serpent staff grinning at Catsuramon evilly. "What is the meaning of this?" "What, do you need a dictionary?" she replied coolly. "Quite simply, my canine companion, the Mammalian Masters have tired of waiting for answers. They aren't forthcoming--" "Give it time!" "Much too much has already been wasted!" Anubismon howled. She pointed her staff at Catsuramon. "Your precious humans were a menace, and as such, you spent [i]time[/i] looking for a way to avoid both them and the True Enemy. Then you spent [i]time[/i] holding it off until the humans had destroyed it on their end. And again, you ask for [i]time[/i] as you take pitifully forever to fix what you should have done in the first place!" "What are you talking about?" "Do you know what happens during time? [i]Life goes on.[/i] The streams still come. The Digimon still fight for living rights. My guardian Shisamon were slaughtered by the True Enemy when I was but a Labramon because you didn't work to use the time we managed to give you!" Anubismon was almost a high pitched shriek. "And you have the audacity to ask [i]why[/i] we are doing this?!" Catsuramon sat in the bubble, unmoved. "So you blame the sovereign." "They were supposed to take care of us! And they failed!" "The humans--" "They aren't coming! Our world is dying ever faster every day, and you grasp at impossible hopes! You'll still be waiting for those humans even after you've been reducing to data!" "Infidel! How dare you lose your faith in the ones that helped you to become what you are!" "I tire of you, Ultimate!" Anubismon spat. She waved an arm. The two Ultimates and one Champion took position around the bubble. Anubismon made another motion with her staff, and the gem eyes of the snake glowed menacingly. The rotted petals dropped from the bubble as it began to shrink, slowly but surely. "Now, prepare to show the great tiger sovereign our pain!" Anubismon cried mockingly. Baihumon roared deafeningly and arched his back; his bonds refused to give. [i]WHAT IS WRONG? WHY CAN I NOT BREAK FREE?[/i] At the base of his neck, the mass group extended their claws and readied their attacks. "And now," Anubismon shrieked grandly, insanely, "we shall slay this weak monster and take our own course of action! With Baihumon's death, we shall free our world!"

Yes, I still think this needs to be moved back to the Digimon Forum--it's gonna wither away and die here, lost and forgotten about. Now, let's see if I can bring us up to speed, so we can continue with our story and any new peeps can join in, too. DEVAS: [b]Mihiramon[/b] and [b]Antyla/Antiramon[/b] (tiger and rabbit) are with [b]Suzie[/b], and an old Wizardmon. Suzie and Lopmon have already met and/or been menaced by opposing sides of the Saurian Alliance. [b]Kumbhiramon[/b] (rat) is bouncing around, popping in when he feels like it. He showed up once to digivolve Gigimon into [b]Guilmon[/b], to save [b]Takato[/b] from a swarm of Kodokugumon, when Takato got seperated from the others in the mist. [b]Majiramon[/b] (dragon) is with the multitude of winged things in the "Guardian of Forever portal". [b]Ryo, Kazu, and Kenta[/b] have been brought to meet Gryphonmon. [b]Sandiramon[/b] (snake) is with [b]Ai, Mako, MarineAngemon,[/b] and Keramon. Sandiramon helped Yaamon turn into [b]Impmon,[/b] but when Impmon's past came out, he fled and was swallowed by [b]Vikaralamon[/b] (pig). A short tempered deva, Vikaralamon has managed to "catch" both Impmon and [b]Calumon[/b] in his mouth and sink into a large lake undetected. Sandiramon, Ai, Mako, MarineAngemon, and Keramon have been joined by [b]Takato, Henry, Guilmon, and Terriermon[/b], who find out Impmon's Tamers know about his past. [b]Rika and Jeri[/b], seperated from the rest in the mist, have been joined by [b]Viximon[/b] and Panjyamon. Jeri longs for Calumon, Rika is being watched by a dark presence. [b]Henry and Gummimon[/b] (joined by an Okuwamon) have met up, and, thanks to Calumon, Gummimon is now Terriermon. Even so, Juggernaut is still inplanted in Terriermon's ear, making it difficult for any Digimon except Okuwamon to be near him. They joined up with Takato's and Sandiramon's group when a massive battle between Okuwamon and a MegaSeadramon broke out and swamped the nearby area. We are still missing [b]Vajramon, Pajiramon, Chatsura/Catsuramon, Sinduramon, Makuramon, and Indramon[/b] (ox/bull, sheep, dog, rooster, monkey, and horse, respectively). Everyone is trying to reach the Soveriegn, who has brought back the devas and made them Catalysts liks Calumon once was, so that the seperated tribes of the badly destroyed Digital World can be brought back together.

*growls darkly in shock and anger* [i]Shimatta[/i], who did this?!? This was NOT what I meant, whoever did this! *growls a few more times, looks rather perturbed* This was one of the highlights of going to the Digimon forum and [i]now[/i]--!!! *rants and raves for a few more minutes* *calm, collected* What I had [i]meant[/i] was to have this placed in the FanFictions section of Otaku/Digimon. If someone would please move this back to the Digimon section. If this cannot be moved back for whatever reason, then I echo my friend's statement in that [b]this story should remain strictly Tamers[/b], else I will not put it up in the Otaku/Digimon's fanfiction section. *wanders off, still a little sore about this*

Forgiveness-a please for makinga doubla post! How would you all like me to post this story up on the Otaku/Digimon's fanfic section. Everyone will be given mass credit (re: written by the members of the Digimon forum), and I think this story is one of the best I've ever read, honestly. But I won't do it till I get a vote from you all, either for it or against it.

Shimatta simply means great heavens, good golly, etc., in a rough manner. So basically, Sandiramon was cussing Impmon out in Japanese. :blush: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Once again, I di'n't bodder ta think![/i] Impmon scolded himself. [i]Letting my emotions control me![/i] In his frantic, one might almost say suicidal, attempt to escape the sudden revelation of his past to his Tamers, Impmon forgot that he couldn't swim--especially in a strong current like he was caught in. He had shouted as much as he was going down for a second time, and hoped that someone would help him. As it is with life threatening experiences, the seconds lasted eternities, and he began to think no one was coming...that no one cared. [i]And that's all I really deserve...[/i] He thrashed wildly, breaking the surface, and thankfully gulped fresh air. Just as quickly, he went under again, his feet struggling to find something solid to stand on in the water cavern. He failed to find anything. On the surface, some twenty feet away and floating ever farther, he could just make out the watery forms of Ai, Mako, and the others. One of them pointed in his direction, and another jumped and pointed behind them. Impmon's lungs began to burn, and he knew he needed air. His cheeks bulged in, if he had been anywhere else, a comical manner; for now, it was all he could do to keep the air in. [i]If I open my mouth underwater, I'll be taking a loooooooong drink![/i] He began to thrash wildly again for the fourth time, but his arms ached in complaint and didn't comply nearly as fast as they had earlier. Impmon's eyes bulged in terror and he gripped his neck. That's when he saw the large mass moving toward him. [i]Oh c'mon![/i] Impmon screamed mentally, [i]as if I di'n't have enough ta worry about!! I know I've been bad but--[/i] His thoughts were lost as the large mass seized him in its massive jaws. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ooohh..." Calumon moaned, floating above the markless water. He folded his wings in sadness, as was his habit, and promptly realized his mistake. "Whoa! No, I don't wanna baaaaaaaaath!" [i]Splash![/i] "Calu...?" Calumon had landed on his back; his ears had popped open on hitting the water. "Oooo, this is kinda fun, lying here, watching the sun overhead, the birds flying past, the big things swimming beneath me--[i]the big things swimming beneath me?!?[/i]" Calumon sat up and started sinking but was promptly buoyed up by the large Digimon beneath him. It snorted, blowing water from its nostrils; Calumon shook off water and flew above the Digimon to see it better. Below, the brown mass opened its mouth wide, its large tusks glistening in the sunlight. "Hey, ya big dummy, if you think I'm just gonna fly in there, then I'm a lot stupider than you think I am!...um, don't think that came out right, calu..." "Calumon?" a voice floated out of the cavernous mouth. "Impmon?" Calumon answered. He floated a little lower. "Wow, Mr. Pig, you sound like Impmon, calu...um, can you make cream puffs appear, too?" "Calumon!" Impmon's voice echoed again. "Ooooo," Calumon groaned, not liking the idea of flying into a big Digimon's mouth. "Listen, don't eat me, ok? I'll give you baaaaaaad indigestion. Well, some people say I'm real sweet, but I don't think they meant how I [i]tasted[/i]. Anyway, if you could please keep your mouth open while I--" "Oh for crying out loud...[i]Calumon, shut up and get down here![/i]" Calumon scowled. "Hey, that's not a nice thing to say, Mr. Pig! Just for that, I'm not gonna--" "Jeez, sorry, sorry!" Impmon hollered. "Listen, Calumon, it's me, Impmon! I'm down here in...in..." His voice faltered. "What the hey am I doing in somebody's mouth?" Mr. Pig, officially known as Vikaralamon, was getting annoyed with the whole business. If the Sovereign hadn't sent him to save the Tamers and their Digimon, he would have let them drown. As it was, they were graining on his last nerves, and he began to close his mouth. "Wait!" Calumon pleaded. He dove down as Vikaralamon snapped his mouth shut and settled down into the water with a grunt; in a moment, only the Pig deva's hairy back could be seen, sticking out like a dead island. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Not too far away, Sandiramon had just surfaced. "Ugh," Keramon griped, "Snakey boy, remind me NEVER to ride with you again!" "Check on the children," Sandiramon hissed in reply. "All okay!" MarineAngemon chirped happily, water being his natural element. Ai and Mako were coughing, water running off their backs. "Are you all right?" Sandiramon asked. "Yeah, I--I think so," Mako answered. Ai said nothing. "Sis?" Ai simply stared at the purple digivice in her hands, water dripping from her hair, and down her face and back. "Aww, c'mon, cheer up, dudes," Keramon said happily, "things'll be ok!" "Okay!" MarineAngemon echoed. "Of course we're okay," a familiar voice answered. "Um, you were asking us, right?" "Guilmon!" MarineAngemon chortled. The Rookie was gripping Sandiramon's tail; Takato was hanging onto Guilmon's tail, Henry was gripping Takato's shoulder, and floating behind him by an ear, was a wet but happy Terriermon. "How ya doing?" Terriermon waved. "More Tamersss, good," Sandiramon grinned. "Whoa, Sandiramon!" Henry gaped. He turned to Ai and Mako. "Did he follow you guys?" Mako nodded emphatically. Ai sorta nodded. "Uh oh, spaghettio," Terriermon chanted. He bounced on Henry's, Takato's, and Guilmon's head to reach Ai. "What's up, kiddo?" She looked down at the purple Digivice. "Impmon." Terriermon promptly made a beeline back to Henry, giggling as he bounced on heads again; he then grew serious. "Yo, Henry, we got sorta a Jeri situation starting up again." Henry furrowed his eyebrows. "Not that, Terriermon. I think it has something to do with..." He trailed off and paled. "Oh no..." "Oh no what?" Takato asked. "I forgot--did Ai and Mako ever know what Impmon did as...you know..." "I don't think so..." Takato trailed off and glanced at Ai. "Um..." "They didn't get to spend much time with Impmon before he left, so I doubt he told them. How else would they--?" Henry was interrupted as Ai hurled the digivice across the water. "AI!" Mako screamed. She threw herself down in a sulk. "Takato, what's wrong--why'd she do that?" Guilmon asked. "I guess they do know, huh?" Terriermon mumbled. MarineAngemon floated next to him, and nodded. "Know." Ai promptly burst into tears, and everyone looked uncomfortable. Mako tried to comfort his sister, but his lip began to quiver, and he was soon crying, too. Keramon tried to comfort them both, but began bawling as well. "Hey!" Terriermon snapped. "What's your problem?" "I just remembered I never returned that overdue library book," Keramon blubbered. Sandiramon suddenly stiffened. "Vikaralamon?" "What's up?" Takato yelled over the crying. "I ssssensssse another deva," the snake replied. He floated on the water, glancing about. With an explosion of water, MegaSeadramon broke the surface, snarling at the group. "Where's Okuwamon?" Terriermon hollered. He spun himself about for a Terrier Tornado, but MegaSeadramon flicked him away. He then reeled up, his spiked horn flashing with light. "Oh no, we're all wet--if he hits us with lightning, we're toast!" Henry cried out. "Aw, NUTS!" Takato and Guilmon yelped. "Thunder Javelin!"

(OK, you can use Antiramon, but I'm still going to use Antylamon, so I hope everyone brushes up on a few of their ***. names. And I swear, if that's a Myotismon bit you have planned....>_

(I finished my work on theOtaku a little early today, so I'm gonna post again!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wizardmon straightened up, eyeing the chalky circle he had drawn earlier to make sure it was even. "Big enough for the two of you?" he asked Mihiramon and Turuiemon. Both nodded. [i]Oh well, at least we're finishing what we started when I was Cocomon[/i], Turuiemon mused to herself. "All right, the rules are quite simple--whoever knocks the other one of the circle is the winner. Both of you line up on either side...good...no, no, Mihiramon, you need to back up a few feet like Turuiemon di--there you go." Mihiramon crouched on one side, his wings stretched out. Turuiemon took a runner's position, her blade gloves glinting brightly in the sunlight. Suzie, Wizardmon, and the villagers stood a safe distance away. While the Digimon watched on (some even wagering on the fight), Suzie stared, scared for Turuiemon. "Toowooeemon, promise to be ok?" "Don't worry, Suzie," the Champ answered, giving her Tamer a thumbs up. "I used to be the Rabbit deva, so I should be all right." "Bold words," Mihiramon counted. "Let's just hope you are not a blasphemer." Wizardmon raised his hand in the air. "When I drop it, you may resume your battle of skills and strength." There was a breathless moment--Suzie could almost hear her heart pounding in a deafening way--and Wizardmon's gloved hand dropped. The battling Digimon lunged at each other. [i]At least now I have a proper chance to defend my title,[/i] Turuiemon told herself. [i]Ah, a Champion. Whether or not she's the missing deva, at least it is good to know I won't be destroying a pitiful little baby Digimon,[/i] Mihiramon smiled to himself. The two met head on, looking for all the world like a sumo wrestler match. Turuiemon pushed her gloved paws against Mihiramon's chest--[i]my Soveriegn, he's heavy![/i]--while Mihiramon, his front legs dangling useless over her shoulders, fought to break free, throwing his weight into it. Turuiemon nearly stumbled under him, and transferred her grip to his front legs, one arm about each one. Mihiramon snarled in frustration, and was shocked to find he could not break away. He beat his wings against Turuiemon, using his back legs as a leverage. Turuiemon was blinded by his wings, but stubbornly held on. "Toowooeemon!" Suzie cried out. She began to reach for her Digivice but Wizardmon stopped her. "This is her fight, Suzie," he told her. "Trust her. I'm sure she can win." "Oh..." Suzie whimpered. She gazed at Wizardmon, still uncertain; he gave her a kind wink and she blinked in astonishment, then grinned. "Ok, Wizardmon! Toowooeemon, you can do it!" "Right...Suzie!" Turuiemon grunted. She threw her weight against the grip she had on Mihiramon, bending them into painful ways they shouldn't bend. Mihiramon growled again, and realized if he didn't do something soon, he was going to have some broken legs. "Samurai Tiger Tail!" he roared, whipping the lethal spike tip at her. Turuiemon dodged fast enough to miss the point, but was knocked back by the flat of his tail the second time around. Her grip loosened and Mihiramon freed one of his legs from her grip. "Not bad, for a [i]Champion[/i] who [i]claims[/i] to be the Rabbit deva," he sneered. "I [i]am[/i] the Rabbit deva," she hissed back, trying to control her anger. Mihiramon took advantage of this and tackled her; she lost her grip on his other leg and stumbled backwards, collapsing at the inner edge of the circle on her side. Mihiramon backed up a little, then prowled about, waiting for Turuiemon to understand just how close she was to defeat. "It seems a shame, my dear," he said condescendingly, "but we just can't have false pretenses at this time of crisis." "What's he going to do?" Suzie asked Wizardmon in a quavering voice. Wizardmon didn't reply. When Suzie asked again, almost shouting in his ear, Wizardmon gripped her shoulders. "Take it easy, child--I doubt your Digimon is done yet." "Samurai Tiger Tail!" "Gauntlet Claw!" The two attacks met with a clang of metal that sent a shock between both attackers. Mihiramon snarled, then pulled his tail back to try again. "Armored Tiger Tail!" "Gauntlet Claw!" Turuiemon twisted her blade gloves about, and caught the Tiger deva's tail in one of her blades. Mihiramon pulled frantically, but he knew there was no getting loose. Any attempt by brute force would break his tail tip for sure, rendering him attackless. "Now what, false one?" he growled at Turuiemon. Her violet face darkened, and she pulled her free fist back. [i]"Lightning Kung-Fu!"[/i] she screamed deafeningly, socking him in the face. The electrical shock ran through his body, sparks flying from his shields. His body shook terribly, and Turuiemon released his tail as he staggered backwards, collapsing on his inner side of the circle. Turuiemon walked up to him, pointing a blade glove at him. "Look where [i]you[/i] are, cowardly one," she said. Mihiramon was unsteady on his feet, but managed to stand upright. "And how am I cowardly?" he hissed menacingly. "For not seeing what is in front of your own eyes, Mihiramon!" "I see what I see--a lying Champion, nothing more!" Turuiemon scowled. "I've nearly bested you, despite the fact I am a lower level than you. You have let your pride marr your ability to fight, to reason, to place faith in a miracle. There's no point in going further with this battle." She turned away, walking back toward Suzie. Mihiramon's eyes flashed with rage. He spread his wings, and leapt at her unprotected back. "Toowooeemon!" Suzie screamed. Turuiemon whirled about, ducked down, and shot her hind feet into the tiger's stomach. His weight pressed down heavily, and she began to waver under his weight again. [i]Blasphemer...false one...lying Champion...[/i] With a roar of channeled strength, Turuiemon threw Mihiramon back, and he flew toward his side once more, almost out of the circle. He kept a single paw inside, his claws scoring deep scars in the ground. Turuiemon instantly leapt in front of him, staring in his face. "Get up." she commanded. Mihiramon fought to stand, but howled as one leg gave in a internal burst of fiery pain. He collapsed again. "I said [i]get up![/i]" Turuiemon yelled. "If you want to fight this to the end, traitor, rule breaker, sniveling coward, then get UP!" Mihiramon drew his lips back, baring his teeth at her; then, in a unexpected show of shame, bowed his head. "Finish it, Turuiemon," he said. "What?" "You are right--I have failed to see what was in front of my eyes. But...but how could I be blamed? Everything lately has been so untrustworthy, unreliable..." He gazed at Turuiemon sadly. "I didn't want you to be another failure, too. But that is no excuse for my behavior. I have shamed myself and all the Devas." He lowed his head again. "Finish it, Turuiemon, conquered of the devas." Turuiemon stared at him, then crouched down, placed a paw under his jaw, and lifted his head to look at her. "Mihiramon, listen to me. I am what I am. The Rabbit deva. Our code forbids us from slaying one another, whatever the circumstances. Therefore, I refuse your command." "Turiemon..." Mihiramon gazed at her reverently as she stood wearily, walking back to Suzie again. "Turuiemon!" The Champion stopped, not looking back. "Yes?" "No, not Turuiemon...you are Antylamon...aren't you?" he asked softly, almost pleading. Turuiemon put a hand to her heart, bowed her head. Something pulsed there. The rabbit Digimon turned to face Mihiramon, who gasped as he gazed at her. The new her. The Rabbit Deva. Antylamon. "Do you believe now?" she asked Mihiramon. "Yes..." he whispered. "Please, Antylamon, hear my plea--return to the Soveriegn at once!" With that, Mihiramon pulled his paw from the circle in a thrash of agony and fainted.

Erhm, Terriermon's line is one horned, and Loppy's is three. And what's with the naming of In Training? Technically, it should only apply to Guilmon and Lopmon, but I'll shoosh now--that's kinda sweet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "So now what?" the old Wizardmon asked. "I do not recognize this form," Mihiramon growled. "Lopmon is supposed to become Endigomon." "Do you have a Champion form?" Turuiemon asked the deva. He faced her. "Are you daring to question my..." and trailed off. "Yes? Your what?" Turuiemon asked with a smirk. Mihiramon sat on his haunches and curled his tail about his feet. "I have my doubts. Although we devas have been sent as Catalysts by the Sovereign to bring the fighting Digimon tribes back together--" "Wha?" Suzie blinked, clearly not understanding. "He's trying to help us, Suzie," Turuiemon explained patiently. "Oh." The girl crossed her arms and grimaced. "Then why didn't the big kitty cat just say so?" "Granted, the Rabbit deva is still missing," Mihiramon admitted. "But we need to make sure we find the [i]right[/i] Lopmon." "But I am," Turuiemon said. Mihiramon looked at her, not convinced. "I [i]am[/i]," she persisted. "There's only one way to settle this," Wizardmon broke in. "If my studies are correct, the devas were stronger than most Digimon." "Yes," Mihiramon answered. "So if we can put Turuiemon to the test, she can prove herself." "But how?" Turuiemon asked. "A battle, of course," the Wizardmon answered. "And [i]I[/i] shall test you," Mihiramon grinned. "But [i]how[/i]?" Turuiemon asked again. "I'm a level below you!" "The perfect test," Mihiramon replied. "But think of it--if you are truly are the Rabbit deva Antylamon--" "Which I [i]am[/i]," Turuiemon put in. "--then you can gain the Catalyst power as the rest of us have and you can help save our world." "And if I don't prove myself?" Mihiramon looked at her gravely. "Let us hope that you do."