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Chapter 12 - Divine Lottery The winter snow had covered the entire village in a blanket of quiet depression. It was not the first snowfall of the season, nor would it be the last, but each one brought with it a new layer of resignation like one more shovel of dirt over an ever filling grave...

< Frantz Stein (Boltmon) > Gates to the Savage Lands Stein had been quiet ever since Greystone. To the casual observer, he looked almost normal. But beneath his faceplate, Stein’s mind was a fractured mess. Hours passed by in a blur as they took refuge, then when next he looked up they were...

Chapter 11 - Fallout The city streets had turned into a war zone overnight. The Ash Gang hit right as dusk fell and their troops (it was clearly wrong to call them gang members after their display of force) had gone building by building clearing them out, tossing digimon and belongings and...

Chapter 10.5 - Interlude Duo lay on his back on the grassy hillside outside the village and watched the clouds roll by with a certain sense of melancholy. Skygazing wasn’t supposed to be a lonely hobby. The Gaiomon always had someone here to share the view with, to trade words or other...

Chapter 10 - Niraphim Trowa snapped awake to find himself laying under a relatively fancy bed sheet on a relatively fancy bed. The rest of the room was what he expected, plain stone walls that had seen better days, but the bed was fit for some wealthy noble’s guest room. If he had any...

Chapter 9 - Round Two “Well, would you look at that? You found them after all. Guess you Lost Battalion boys are good for something.” Rigel smirked. Missile stared down at the smoking remains of the shack with cold indifference. “Don’t push your luck, scale face.” Trowa pulled himself...

Chapter 8 - Friends In All the Wrong Places The door of the small, run down shack closed behind Trowa as he followed Jynx and their new friend into the dark room. After they had consoled Big E, Jynx had quickly led them out and away from the tavern and the city center all together. The...

Chapter 7 - The Good, The Bad, and The Biggie “Remind me again why I agreed to this plan?” Jynx tugged at the red scarf around her neck and wrinkled her nose. “This thing smells like alcohol and smoke.” “Because my plans are awesome and I’ll take that as a compliment,” Trowa said knowing...

Chapter 6 – That Night, In the Rain The rain poured down in sheets. The tree they sat under didn’t do much to stave off the torrent of water, but it was better than nothing. It was a fitting night for the sort of luck that Trowa and Duo had been having. In the two years since they had met...

Chapter 5 – And Then There Were Two “You’re kidding right?” Jynx stared flatly at the inn. It was the same inn that Trowa had stayed at the night before, though Jynx had only learned that a few moments ago. Trowa spread his hands. “Not my first choice either, but I’m low on funds. So unless...

Chapter 4 – Common Ground The docks were lit mostly by the light of the moon. It seemed that Flamedramon had been right about the curfew. There was hardly a soul around. Dark, weather-beaten buildings stretched out for miles up and down the river bank. Unlike the rough stone buildings of...

Chapter 3 – Finding a Path Turns out that finding what gangs were where was a lot easier once you grasped the color system. After a few more run-ins with various gang members, Trowa thought he had it figured out. Scythia seemed to be divided up between six main gangs. The Fire Bloods (Red)...

Chapter 2 – The Request A memory came to Trowa while he slept. In the dream he was back in that little village near Ama, the place his friend Duo Greyclaw called home. It had only been a few months since he escaped a life of servitude in the insect hives and the outside world was still strange...

This chaptered fic is intended as a companion piece for Kamotz's Unholy Crusade Digimon RP, though the characters present are my own. That said, I have done my best to make this story digestible as a stand alone fic as well. A solid PG-13/PG-16 rating would cover the whole of the story. There...

- Ixalan - “Do you really need me for this?” Aria asked. Henry turned and looked back at her, taking another breath of the salty pier air before answering. “Just trust me.” The two of them had separated from the main group of Guardians earlier. Henry had called this an intel mission, but he...

Versa Victa (BeelStarmon) & Aakio Daisoujou (Goldramon) - The Black Coast - Everything seemed to explode into action all at once. Ajax broke the stand-off with a battle cry, but Versa never got the chance to see if his attack landed or not. She didn't even have time to pull the trigger on...

< Henry Vane (CaptainHookmon) > - Clandestine Meeting Room - "These missing Digimon," Amélie said, shaking her head. "It's been happening for quite some time, since before Galahad's crusade began in earnest. But it's ramped up in recent weeks. We need you to get to the bottom of what's been...

Versa Victa (BeelStarmon) - The Black Coast - Sleep never came to Versa. She might have dozed off a few times. It was honestly hard to tell with her mind so preoccupied and her body so tired. But she always snapped back to attention the moment her conscious mind caught her easing into...

< Henry Vane (CaptainHookmon) > - Chessmon Bunker - "What about the captured Council members?" Henry asked. "Do we know where they are being held?" “Camelot, I’d assume,” Michael mused. “Or somewhere nearby. There are a number of castles nearby, but most have fallen into disuse. Galahad would...

Aakio Daisoujou (Goldramon) - The Black Coast - “Oh? And what else did she show you ‘in time,’” Goliath teased. He drew a long sip of tear that Emmara brewed, hiding his smirk. Aakio was keenly aware of several of his neurons misfiring. "Couldn't have been her boobs, that's not hard to see,"...