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No. 1 Grovyle Fan
Continued from previous post
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Alphamon let out a groan as he sat up in bed. The morning sun glared upon the landscape outside, indirectly illuminating his room through the windows. The knight brought a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up
He glanced over to the other side of his large bed. He saw that OuRyuumon was not there. While the two typically only spent the night together on the odd occasion, Alphamon noticed his absence particularly on that morning. It was then that the guilt from yesterday returned. He groaned and rubbed his face when he remembered. He made a pass at Omegamon.
“Great… Just great…” he murmured, sliding out from under the covers and standing to his feet. “First OuRyuumon, now him. What else could go wrong?”
As if on cue, there was a frantic knocking on his door.
“Who is it?” Alphamon called out.
“MetallifeKuwagamon!” a voice responded.
“Just a moment. I’ll get dressed,” the Lord of the Empty Seat responded, walking over to his bureau. He slipped on some clothes as quickly as he could and went over to open the door.
The short, insect technician was standing there, looking somewhat flustered. “I’m sorry, Alphamon, sir. Did I wake you?” he asked.
“No, I was just getting up anyways. What is it, Metallife?”
“There’s an urgent communication from the Overseer of Havelock Prison,” MetallifeKuwagamon explained with a look of concern on his face. “He says that there’s been a prison break.”
“What?! That’s impossible!” Alphamon exclaimed, glaring and balling his fists up. “What happened?”
“Y-You should really talk to him yourself…” MetallifeKuwagamon told him. “I don’t know the details…”
Alphamon nodded curtly and walked past him, haste in his stride. MetallifeKuwagamon followed after him. He made his way down to the first floor, speed-walking down corridors until he reached the communications room. He walked in and saw the gold, fearsome body of a Reapermon on the giant monitor’s screen. The Reapermon’s skull-like face had an agitated, frustrated look, and his gold-plated, humanoid body had scuffs and dents all over it. Above the clenched, metal claws of his left hand was a giant cannon, which contrasted with the long, deadly scythe of his right arm.
His glowing, red eyes looked over as he noticed Alphamon and MetallifeKuwagamon appear on his screen. “Alphamon…” he spoke in a gravelly voice.
“Reapermon, are you alright? Tell me what happened,” Alphamon urged him. Although he was extremely agitated about everything that was going on, he maintained a calm, professional demeanour in front of his subordinates.
“A little battered and bruised. I’m fine. My pride took the brunt of the beating,” Reapermon explained, frowning deeply.
“MetallifeKuwagamon told me there was a prison break…” Alphamon spoke, narrowing his eyes. “How is that possible with all of the security measures in place.”
“It happened from the outside… Yesterday,” the Overseer answered. “It was DarkKnightmon.”
Alphamon sneered. Him again. “DarkKnightmon… Of course…”
“He knew all of the security protocols. The guards were no match for his power. I couldn’t even stand up to him,” Reapermon admitted, grimacing and bowing his head somewhat. “I apologize, Alphamon.”
“No… It’s my fault. I should have anticipated something like this. We should have updated the protocols,” Alphamon assured him, sighing and rubbing his forehead. “Now… How bad is it?”
“That’s the thing…” Reapermon said, looking up. “The only prisoner that was set free was MirageGaogamon. All of the rest were still locked up.”
“MirageGaogamon…” Alphamon spoke bitterly. “His old ally.” He looked up at the screen. “Were there any casualties?”
“Fortunately not. Ninety percent of the guards are injured though. I would like to request that we send them to headquarters for medical treatment and get some temporary replacements from your Defence Forces,” the Overseer said. “As it stands now, Havelock Prison is unsecure.”
“Of course,” Alphamon said. “I’ll make those provisions. I’ll also have Duskmon send one or two of his apprentices over for those of you with minor injuries.”
“Thanks, Alphamon. Oh… by the way. It isn’t all bad news,” Reapermon explained, a grin creeping onto his skeletal face.
“Oh?” the Lord of the Empty Seat inquired, cocking an eyebrow.
“I managed to send that insect-shaped scout pod that MetallifeKuwagamon made for us here at Havelock after them not long after they escaped.”
“You did?” MetallifeKuwagamon spoke up. “If you tell me its code, I should be able to access its memory bank remotely from the computer.”
“Twenty three, I’m fairly certain. I hope you can find something to work with from that,” Reapermon told them. “I want to do at least something to help after that embarrassing event yesterday.”
“Thank you, Reapermon. I hope so too,” Alphamon answered.
“Catch those bastards for me,” Reapermon said, moving his hand and closing the video call program.
MetallifeKuwagamon walked over to the long computer desk. “This will take about fifteen minutes, Alphamon.”
Alphamon nodded at MetallifeKuwagamon and walked out of the room, leaving him to his work. “I will, Reapermon,” he thought to himself. There was a purposeful determination in his step as he strode down the corridor.
“I’ll stop him before things get even more out of hand.”
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Omegamon lay in bed, lying on his back. He stared up at the ceiling with his hands rested behind his head. As soon as he woke up, all that he could think about was what had happened the day before. The events kept playing over and over in his mind.
Why did Alphamon do that? Did Alphamon actually have those kinds of feelings towards him? He doubted it. If Alphamon did, Omegamon never noticed them before. Then again, Omegamon hadn’t realized that Alphamon was bisexual either, so maybe he wasn’t the best judge of character. He thought that it was more likely that Alphamon was just emotionally confused after what happened with OuRyuumon. Alphamon’s emotions were running high and he had a moment of weakness, he figured.
However, even that didn’t make things that much easier. A line was crossed yesterday, and now Omegamon was left confused. Alphamon was Omegamon’s best friend, but now he didn’t know what he was supposed to feel… or what Alphamon felt about him. That, combined with the uncertainty of Alphamon hiding his sexuality and relationship with OuRyuumon only served to confuse him further. It upset him to know that things would inevitably different between them from now on. Things had been strained between them enough as it was. He didn’t want to lose Alphamon as a friend. He had been willing to look past Alphamon’s apparent lack of trust in him, but now… he wasn’t sure what to think. His thoughts were spinning.
Omegamon sighed and pulled the covers off his bed. Thinking about the problem all day was no solution. He had duties to attend to and he needed to start the day. The white knight stood to his feet and made his way towards his door.
As he approached, he suddenly stopped. He thought that he heard metallic shuffling coming from the room to the left of his, at the end of the corridor. It was Alphamon’s room. Curious as to what the sound was, Omegamon opened his door so that he could listen more accurately.
As he opened the door, Alphamon opened his own door. Omegamon froze, his heart sinking. He wasn’t prepared to face Alphamon yet.
Alphamon took one step out of his room before stopping in his tracks. He saw Omegamon and struggled not to grimace. “Oh… Omegamon…” he spoke, the sheepish discomfort plain in his voice. “Good morning…”
“Good morning…” Omegamon answered, his eyes acknowledging Alphamon before looking away. He was about to turn to escape back into his room when something caught his attention. Alphamon was suited up in full armour, cape and all. It was odd for him this early in the morning. He turned his gaze back to Alphamon, arching an eyebrow. “…Are you going somewhere?”
Alphamon cringed and averted his gaze. “Don’t worry about it,” he answered, beginning to walk again. He passed Omegamon and began to head towards the set of stairs on the other end of the hallway. However, he found himself stopped in his tracks by a white hand on his shoulder guard. He turned suddenly to see Omegamon holding him in place.
Omegamon glared at him resolutely. “Where are you going, Alphamon?” he demanded in an authoritative voice that was rare for Omegamon.
Alphamon grunted and looked forwards again. “I’m going to face DarkKnightmon.”
“You aren’t serious…”
Alphamon nodded. “Please don’t try to convince me otherwise.”
Omegamon frowned and walked up beside him. “How do you even know where to look? The morning patrols aren’t even back yet, are they?”
Alphamon released a sigh through his nostrils; Omegamon could be stubborn when he needed to be. “DarkKnightmon broke MirageGaogamon out of Havelock,” he told him. Before Omegamon could react with shock, Alphamon continued. “Reapermon sent out one of Metallife’s scout pods after them. He’s bringing up the memory feed as we speak.”
“He’s gathering allies,” Omegamon said, his brows furrowed harder now.
Alphamon nodded. “That’s why I need to stop him now, before he can amass more allies against us.”
“I’m coming with you,” Omegamon told him.
The Lord of the Empty Seat turned away. “…You don’t need to do that, Omegamon.”
“Yes, I do,” the white knight firmly answered. “It would be foolish for you to go alone. You know how strong DarkKnightmon is.”
“Are you sure…?” Alphamon pressed, leering over his shoulder at him.
Omegamon frowned. He knew why Alphamon was hesitant. Neither of them forgot about the incident between them yesterday. “…Yes. It’s my duty as a Royal Knight to support you on a dangerous task like this.”
Alphamon paused. “I see… Your duty. Very well,” he said, turning towards the staircase. “Go get yourself armoured up and meet me in the communications room.”
“You won’t slip away while I’m changing, will you?” Omegamon asked him, arching an eyebrow suspiciously.
“You never would have asked me that before…” Alphamon spoke in a near mumble.
Omegamon couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt in his chest. He winced and his gaze strayed away. “Sorry…”
Alphamon frowned suddenly. “No, I—“ he stopped himself and closed his fists with frustration. “Never mind. Meet me when you’re ready.”
“Very well…” Omegamon answered tensely. He turned and headed into his room, closing the door behind him before sighing. As he expected, things were extremely difficult between them. It seemed that they both had unspoken words that they didn’t know how to say.
This was the first time since they had become really close friends that Alphamon had really been a mystery to him. Usually, he was able to pick up on Alphamon’s thoughts just by being around him, and vice versa. Now, he didn’t know what Alphamon was thinking. He could feel the rift between them growing wider by the day and he didn’t know how to mend it.
Omegamon sighed wistfully and began undressing to change into his armour. “Maybe defeating DarkKnightmon will solve all of this…”
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After twenty minutes of preparation, Omegamon walked into the communications room where he found Alphamon waiting. He stood behind MetallifeKuwagamon, who sat at the computer, watching the video feed of his reconnaissance drone.
“Is this your scout pod?” Omegamon asked walking in and standing to look at the screen.
“It was…” MetallifeKuwagamon said with some bitterness in his voice.
“Was?” he questioned, wondering about his choice of tense. Omegamon looked at the screen. The monitor showed the mechanical drone following what were definitely DarkKnightmon and MirageGaogamon.
“This is at the twenty minute mark,” MetallifeKuwagamon informed him, looking expectantly at the giant computer monitor. “They haven’t noticed it yet.”
Omegamon and Alphamon continued watching, standing apart from one another.
The scout pod followed the two Digimon from a distance, recording their movements, as well as their voices with limited audio quality. The sound was distorted because of the strong winds, but it was able to pick up a few of their words here and there.
“…Dorbick—Sssssst…iversion… Fffffft…” the computer’s audio speakers echoed.
“I can’t make out what they’re saying,” Omegamon said.
“I can try to amplify the audio, but it will likely take until the mid-afternoon,” MetallifeKabuterimon said.
“Do that. For now, we’ll go off the visual cues,” Alphamon told him.
MetallifeKuwagamon nodded, watching as the two fugitive Digimon began to make sneaky glances over their shoulders. “Here,” he said.
DarkKnightmon suddenly spun around whipped his Twin Spear towards the drone like a javelin. The lance flew towards the screen at a frightening speed before the tip embedded itself in the camera of the scout pod. The screen cracked and immediately went black.
“That was the last point of contact with Scout Pod #23,” MetallifeKuwagamon explained with a light wince.
“Is that why I saw you on the floor when I walked in?” Alphamon asked, raising an eyebrow.
MetallifeKuwagamon’s face flushed. “Err… It was startling for somebody not expecting it…” he sheepishly said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Would you like me to rewind the memory file?”
“No, that’s alright,” Alphamon reassured him. “I know where the scout pod was destroyed from the landmarks I noticed the first time.”
MetallifeKuwagamon nodded. “Then I’ll get to work on the audio.”
“Thank you, Metallife,” the black knight told him. “We’ll head out then.” He looked at Omegamon. “If you’re ready, I mean…”
“If you are,” Omegamon replied.
With a nod, Alphamon walked out into the corridor. “Then let’s go.”
As they walked into the hall, the two knights abruptly stopped. OuRyuumon was walking towards them.
Alphamon saw him and looked away with a soft wince. While he was still furious at the dragon, he couldn’t help but feel guilty about making a pass at Omegamon while they were still in a relationship.
Omegamon similarly felt uncomfortable about what had happened, and he felt a bit guilty himself that OuRyuumon didn’t know about it. That said, he wasn’t about to tell him, knowing how much worse it would make everything.
OuRyuumon looked up and noticed Alphamon, a bit of hope growing in his eyes. “A-Alphamon!”
Alphamon frowned and walked towards the dragon. He passed by him without a word.
Omegamon’s gaze softened as he followed the black knight. It pained him to see the look of dejection and sorrow on OuRyuumon’s face. He sympathized for the Digimon, but at the same time, he couldn’t feel too bad because OuRyuumon brought it on himself to a large degree.
“He’ll come around,” Omegamon felt the need to tell OuRyuumon as he passed him.
Cringing, OuRyuumon shrugged. “Yeah… Sure…” he mumbled. He glanced over his shoulder at him. “Where are you two going?”
Omegamon stopped and paused. He knew that Alphamon didn’t want any of the other Royal Knights going with them, and he certainly wouldn’t want OuRyuumon to come along. Omegamon himself knew that bringing OuRyuumon along to face DarkKnightmon after what DarkKnightmon had done to their relationship would be a huge mistake. “We’re just meeting with KaiserGreymon and AncientGarurumon,” Omegamon lied.
“Oh…”
With that, Omegamon went to catch up with Alphamon, so that they could go and face DarkKnightmon.
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After an hour’s flight, Alphamon and Omegamon landed on the grassy plains of their territory. A heavy overcast of grey clouds had taken over the sky, blocking out the sun.
It had been a long, tense journey for the two knights. They barely spoke to one another, and the uncomfortable silence that resulted made things all the more unbearable. Neither of them bothered forcing small talk, knowing how transparent it would have been. They only spoke about the mission at hand, pointing out landmarks and points of interest.
They had been relieved when they reached the first of their destinations, Havelock Prison. From there, they followed the path of MetallifeKuwagamon’s scout pod, based off of Alphamon’s memory. It was another twenty minutes until they reached their second destination.
The black and white knights looked around the area cautiously. There was grassland for kilometers, with only a few trees and giant boulders to serve as landmarks for the area. To their right, there was a large bed of blue and yellow flowers.
“You’re sure this is the place?” Omegamon asked, looking over at Alphamon.
“Yes,” he answered, nodding over to the flowers. “I recognize the flowers.”
“Are you sure it’s the same one? There are countless beds of those flowers around our territory,” Omegamon contested.
“Positive,” Alphamon responded certainly. He turned away from the white knight and scanned the flowers. “I picked a flower from this patch for OuRyuumon for our first date, as a joke.”
Omegamon tensed up slightly. “I… see,” he answered ambiguously, not wanting to linger on their problems anymore during that mission. His head was already racing with countless thoughts about himself, Alphamon, OuRyuumon, and DarkKnightmon. He didn’t need his judgment clouded any further. Omegamon knew that these thoughts of uncertainty were plaguing Alphamon’s mind as well.
Omegamon shook his head. He needed to focus at the task at hand. He looked around the vicinity carefully. “…I think I see something,” he remarked, suddenly turning in a different direction and walking over.
Alphamon pivoted and walked after him, looking to see what Omegamon noticed. “I think you’re right,” he said.
The two knights approached a pile of gold scraps of metal, strewn heedlessly amongst the blades of grass. Metal shards and cut circuitry lay at their feet.
“This must be the scout pod,” Alphamon figured, nudging the scrap metal with his boot.
“It seems that way…” Omegamon agreed. He looked up and gazed around the area carefully.
His eyes snapped wide open at something.
“Alphamon!” he shouted.
Alphamon whipped around to see two streams of fire ripping through the air towards them. The jets of flames incinerated the flowers along with the blades of grass below.
Omegamon tackled Alphamon to the ground roughly. The sweltering streams passed over the Royal Knights harmlessly, although Omegamon still felt their heat pulsing against his back. Alphamon hissed and stood up as soon as the flames dissipated, pulling Omegamon up with him.
“Damn it, an ambush,” he growled, turning towards where the attack came from. He summoned the Seiken Grad Alpha in a burst of light.
Omegamon narrowed his eyes and nodded, his Grey Sword and Garuru Cannon springing out from his gauntlets as he turned towards the blast’s origin as well. They could only see a spot of red and black against the green and grey backdrop. “There,” he exclaimed, raising his cannon towards the attacker.
Before Omegamon could fire, the Digimon acted. “Burning the Dragon!” a voice roared out. There was a flash of violet power in front of the figure and, suddenly, the ground began to shudder and quake, throwing the Royal Knights off balance.
Alphamon snarled and stabbed his sword of light into the ground to keep himself standing. Omegamon did the same with his Grey Sword, unable to fire while off balance. However, the attack didn’t end there. The earth suddenly ripped up around them, throwing grass, dirt, and rocks upwards around their forms.
“Break!” Alphamon shouted to Omegamon, bursting through the left side of the blast of upturned earth. Omegamon nodded and burst through the right side, separating from Alphamon.
Disoriented from the attack, the two knights stopped and regained their bearings, raising their weapons to counter any surprise attacks. Omegamon whirled around towards where he last saw the figure, but he was already gone. Instead, he noticed something directly above him, falling fast.
The large, crimson form of a dragon man Digimon descended on him, slashing down a sword wreathed in blazing, violet flames. Omegamon recoiled and raised his Grey Sword, blocking the blade with his own. The force was incredible against his arm; he could tell that this Digimon was powerful.
Omegamon’s blue eyes narrowed as his sword was pushed back, but he dug his boots into the ground and pushed back, swinging his arm out mightily. The strong swipe of the sword pushed the assailant back through the air. Omegamon then raised his cannon, taking advantage of the opening, and fired a powerful blast from the Garuru Cannon’s muzzle. The orb of swirling blue power pulsed from the cannon towards the draconic attacker, who was but meters away, but he responded with incredible battle instincts. From the two cannon ports on his pectoral muscles, he fired two blazing streaks of power that slammed into Omegamon’s attack and detonated it in between them, throwing both Digimon back.
Alphamon sneered. “Omegamon!” he called out, turning towards him. Alphamon cried out with pain when blast of dark matter slammed into his back and exploded, knocking him to the ground violently.
Omegamon landed on his feet, catching himself, and turned to see what hit Alphamon. He immediately knew there was a second Digimon there too.
DarkKnightmon’s form burst out from the canopy of a tree and landed close to the leader of the Royal Knights. “You should never leave your back exposed,” DarkKnightmon chastised him.
Alphamon growled and pushed himself to his hands and knees, his white and blue cape singed and smoking slightly. He stood up and gripped his sword tightly in his hand. “Least of all around you,” he said to DarkKnightmon.
DarkKnightmon smirked. “If you like…” he spoke. He looked around the vicinity. “Is OuRyuumon not with you today?”
Alphamon narrowed his eyes angrily. “Being smug doesn’t suit you, DarkKnightmon,” he told him bitterly. His red eyes glanced over at the crimson dragon, who landed away from him and over near Omegamon. “New friend?”
“Yes. That’s Dorbickmon,” DarkKnightmon explained. “He’s my bodyguard.”
“Bodyguard, is he?” Alphamon asked, narrowing his eyes at DarkKnightmon.
“You two came out here searching for me,” DarkKnightmon said. “I need to defend myself.”
“You planned for us to come after you. What you’re doing here is acting aggressively, not defensively,” Alphamon countered, secretly building up power within his free hand as he spoke. “So don’t play the innocent party.”
“Very well,” DarkKnightmon spoke, raising the Twin Spear and aiming it at Alphamon.
“Digitalize of Soul,” Alphamon shouted, shooting his arm up as he spoke and firing a beam of emerald power from his palm.
DarkKnightmon fired a dark, violet beam from his lance, and the two attacks clashed violently. Green and purple tendrils of energy splayed off in multiple directions as the attacks bloomed and detonated between them. Grass was ripped up and the two dark knights were buffeted backwards by the concussion of the colliding attacks.
Omegamon darted towards the explosion, intending to engage DarkKnightmon. Suddenly appearing in his path was Dorbickmon, who gave him a toothy smirk.
Dorbickmon charged forwards and slammed his fist into Omegamon’s face, knocking the white knight backwards. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked with a grin. “You have to deal with me.”
Omegamon, wincing from the blow, began to glare at him. He looked over Dorbickmon’s shoulder at Alphamon, who was busy clashing weapons with DarkKnightmon. His comrade seemed like he could handle himself, so Omegamon readied his sword and cannon. “Then I will.”
“Good. You can serve as practice,” Dorbickmon said, whipping his fiery sword, the Tyrant Collbrande, out in front of him. There was a glint in his yellow and violet eyes as he stabbed the blade into the ground. “Burning the Dragon!”
Once again, Omegamon felt the earth below him tremble. Suddenly a pillar of rock blasted out of the ground behind him, slamming into his armoured back, right between his shoulders. Omegamon’s back arched and he was thrown forwards savagely. He quickly attempted to right himself and raise his cannon to fire at Dorbickmon, but another chunk of rock ripped from the ground and drove itself into the knight’s face, knocking him upwards.
Omegamon staggered backwards, grimacing with pain. Through his blurred vision, he saw Dorbickmon rip his sword from the ground and charge towards him, winding his fist back with the intent of drilling it into Omegamon’s torso. However, Omegamon acted quickly and darted to the right as Dorbickmon swung his draconic fist. As the dragon missed his target, Omegamon spun around and aimed his cannon at Dorbickmon’s upper body.
“Garuru Cannon!” he spoke. The blast burst from the cannon and consumed Dorbickmon, throwing him through the air and tumbling across the grass.
“He can manipulate the land like Duftmon can in his Leopard Mode,” Omegamon observed, carefully watching Dorbickmon.
Dorbickmon snarled and stood to his feet, brushing the ice from his spikes. “I barely even felt that!” he taunted, his eyes burning excitedly. “The kid gloves come off now! Tyrant Collbrande!” he shouted.
The dragon man raised his burning sword over his head. Suddenly, the flames intensified and the sword elongated to six times its length and width. Dorbickmon roared and slammed the massive sword down on top of Omegamon, who blocked with his sword and cannon. The immense pressure and sheer power of the Tyrant Collbrande forced him into the ground, and the area around him caved in under the gigantic sword’s power.
Despite this, Omegamon held firm, continuing to block the sword. When the blade suddenly retracted and shrank back to its regular size, Omegamon slackened, panting with exertion. Although he avoided a direct, unguarded blow from the sword, his muscles throbbed just from blocking it.
Omegamon stood up straight and began charging towards Dorbickmon, his sword poised and his cannon firing blasts at Dorbickmon.
Dorbickmon smirked and slashed one of the blasts down the middle with the Tyrant Collbrande. “Bring it on, Royal Knight,” he said to him, narrowing his eyes as the attack’s frosty breath dispersed around him. “I’ve had years of training too…”
-
DarkKnightmon and Alphamon exchanged blows. DarkKnightmon’s spear tore at Alphamon’s armour. Alphamon’s blade melted Dorbickmon’s plate mail. The screech of metal pierced the air and sparks cascaded out from their clashing weapons.
The two knights broke away and they paused for a moment to glare at each other.
“Enough games, DarkKnightmon,” Alphamon said, poising the Seiken Grad Alpha. “What are your intentions?”
“You already know,” DarkKnightmon responded, lunging at Alphamon and stabbing his spear down at him. “I…” He paused when Alphamon parried his attack and fired back with a large beam from his left hand, which DarkKnightmon was forced to dodge. “…Never approved of the way you ran the Order.”
DarkKnightmon rushed forwards at Alphamon, ramming him with his massive shoulder blade. “Rgh! …I’m going to dismantle the Royal Knights… and create my own Order,” he explained to him, struggling against Alphamon’s sword. As he fought against it, he pulled his Twin Spear back and levelled it at Alphamon. “I’ll replace your Royal Knights with those who share my views. Then, we will bring order to these chaotic lands.” The fugitive knight’s golden eyes flashed and he released a devastating blast of shadows from his Twin Spear onto Alphamon.
Alphamon roared out as the shadowy power enveloped him, burning beneath his armour. He lashed out with his holy sword and swept it through the beam of darkness, ripping through it and driving it across DarkKnightmon’s chest.
The two knights fell away, vestiges of darkness and light on their bodies as they recoiled in pain.
“If you would just open up your eyes, DarkKnightmon…” Alphamon said to him, growling.
“My eyes have already been opened,” DarkKnightmon responded. “And since I don’t see OuRyuumon around here, I would say that so have yours.”
Alphamon’s gaze hardened. “Enough talk. I’ve tried to reason with you time and time again, but you would never meet me halfway.” He brandished his sword of light and sliced it diagonally at DarkKnightmon.
DarkKnightmon parried the attack with the Twin Spear, which he flipped around and stabbed towards Alphamon’s chest. Alphamon swerved his body to the left, so the spear just glanced across his armour. He then reached out and grabbed the base of the lance, holding it in place.
DarkKnightmon grunted and tried to retrieve the spear, jerking it around and trying to wrestle it from Alphamon’s hold. “I’ve learned something, Alphamon, something very important…” he explained to his former friend. He narrowed his eyes and drove his boot into Alphamon’s side, knocking him away from the Twin Spear.
“Never compromise…” he said before charging at Alphamon and locking weapons with him once again.
-
Dorbickmon swiped the Tyrant Collbrande down on Omegamon. The white knight grunted and swung the Grey Sword to meet it, and the two swords clashed violently. The two struggled against one another, trying to break through the other’s defence.
However, Dorbickmon suddenly grinned and tilted his head back. “Dragon Breath Tonic Fire!” As he shouted, his mouth began to leak violet flames. He jerked his head forwards and spewed fire from his mouth at Omegamon.
Omegamon shouted with pain the inferno swept over his body, but he quickly fired back with a cannon blast to Dorbickmon’s chest. The impact wiped the smirk off Dorbickmon’s face and sent him sprawling to the ground.
Upon crashing to the ground, Dorbickmon stabbed the fiery Tyrant Collbrande into the ground and accessed the Digital World’s dragon veins. “Burning the Dragon!” he shouted, once again manipulating the earth around them.
Omegamon looked around himself warily. He pivoted suddenly when he saw a nearby boulder suddenly fly towards him. He pulled his cannon up and fire three hefty blasts from the Garuru Cannon. The three spheres of compressed power slammed into the boulder one after the other, shattering the giant piece of rock to fragments.
Dorbickmon suddenly caused a large piece of land to shoot up behind Omegamon take out the back of his legs, causing them to buckle. Omegamon fell onto his back with a crash. Wincing, he aimed his cannon towards Dorbickmon, who was sitting up, and fired.
Sneering, Dorbickmon tore his sword from the ground and used it to help brace for the attack. It only helped so much as the freezing pressure exploded on contact with him and sent him crashing into a tree.
With a low snarl, Dorbickmon stood up, his back against the tree. “Bastard…” he growled, his eyes blazing with anger. “Tyrant Collbrande!”
Once again, his sword amplified and he swept the massive, fiery blade towards Omegamon. Omegamon rolled to his feet and blocked the attack, trying to hold against the overwhelming blade. However, Dorbickmon’s sheer strength broke his defence, and the sword slammed into his body throwing him through the air. Omegamon landed on his chest, and he cried out with pain as the sword fell upon him another time, crushing him into the ground.
“I don’t think you’ve had enough yet,” Dorbickmon growled, raising the sword up slowly from Omegamon’s trembling form. He hoisted the massive blade up over his head, ready to drive it down on Omegamon again.
Omegamon opened an eye and suddenly rolled onto his back. He aimed his cannon and fired at Dorbickmon while the dragon man was too exposed to defend himself.
Dorbickmon’s eyes widened as the blast detonated on impact with his chest. A roar of pain escaped his lips as he was thrown clear through the tree behind him, causing the whole tree to topple down with a crash.
Grimacing with pain, Omegamon stood to his feet, more slowly this time. He forced himself to run over before Dorbickmon could formulate a counterattack. Omegamon jumped on top of the tree’s fallen trunk and saw Dorbickmon already sitting up, glaring at him.
“Dragon Breath Tonic Fire!” he yelled, releasing a massive swath of flames towards Omegamon.
The white knight jumped out of the way of the flames, and saw the inferno completely consume the tree that had just fallen. Dorbickmon stood up and charged through the smoke, the Tyrant Collbrande in hand.
“You’re going down, Whitey! One way or another!” he snarled, bounding off the burning trunk and diving towards Omegamon, swinging his sword back.
Omegamon narrowed his eyes and raised his cannon, pointing it at the oncoming dragon. With silent determination, Omegamon’s Garuru Cannon pulsed and released a powerful blast that ripped through the sky towards Dorbickmon. Dorbickmon snarled and began to slash down his sword, but he was too late. The compressed orb of sub zero power collided with his body and detonated in mid air.
Dorbickmon was thrown out of the sky and he landed on the ground, not moving.
Omegamon waited, inspecting him for several seconds to see if he stirred again. When he didn’t, the white knight turned towards DarkKnightmon and Alphamon, who were still fighting. He saw that Alphamon was having trouble. Omegamon knew that he needed to intervene.
-
Alphamon slashed the Seiken Grad Alpha down towards DarkKnightmon. The knight pivoted and caught the sword with his shoulder blade before driving his spear into Alphamon’s chest armour and firing a pillar of darkness against his body.
He released a shout of pain as he was thrown onto his caped back, sliding across the grass.
“You are going to have to do better than that, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon told him, frowning at him stoically. “You’re fighting sloppily, like you’re distracted. You aren’t wasting your thoughts on that waste of space known as OuRyuumon, are you?” he asked, knowing that that was likely the cause for Alphamon’s distracted fighting style.
Alphamon sneered and stood to his feet, breathing heavily. “…Why didn’t you tell me about him back before you went to the Dark Area? Why yesterday?”
“Because it benefited me more yesterday than it would have after I had just gone on a rampage,” DarkKnightmon explained.
“How?” Alphamon demanded, narrowing his eyes.
“Worry about the fight at hand, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon responded, whipping his lance down and firing another blast at Alphamon.
Alphamon sneered and made a backwards somersault, landing on his feet and pushing off to fly into the air. He braced against the explosion below him and only suffered being pushed through the air by the blast.
While Alphamon was distracted, DarkKnightmon lowered his weapon and lunged into the only remaining tree nearby. After a few moments, he burst from its branches and flew above Alphamon. Their eyes met for just a moment before DarkKnightmon slammed the Twin Spear down into Alphamon’s chest.
Alphamon crashed to the ground on his back, sending a shockwave through his body and twisting his left wing painfully in the process. He let out a winded gasp. Meanwhile, DarkKnightmon kept up his assault. He descended upon Alphamon, spear in hand. However, Alphamon raised his hand up and fired a surge of green energy from his palm.
The emerald pillar of light engulfed DarkKnightmon and threw him upwards. Although grimacing with pain, DarkKnightmon swung his arm down and retaliated with a destructive blast from his Twin Spear. Alphamon swung his holy sword up in front of him to protect himself from the darkness, but his arm buckled after a few seconds and the blast crushed him into the ground.
DarkKnightmon let out a grunt and landed at Alphamon’s feet, inside the smoking crater near the base of the tree. The knight stomped on Alphamon’s gut before grabbing him by the collar and slamming him into the trunk of the tree. DarkKnightmon then stabbed the tip of his Twin Spear through one of the openings in Alphamon’s twisted wing, piercing through it and pinning him to the tree. Alphamon shouted in agony.
DarkKnightmon narrowed his eyes and drove his fist across Alphamon’s face. He punched him again, and then again. “That’s always been your problem, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon said, taking Alphamon’s chin in his hand and pressing his horned head back against the tree. “You’re afraid to get your hands dirty. That’s why you’re weak…”
Alphamon narrowed his crimson eyes, breathing heavy with pain and fury. “I’ve gotten stronger…” he told him, staring at him defiantly. “In body and in spirit…”
“Lies… Your spirit is breaking. I can see it in the way you fight,” DarkKnightmon said, leaning in close to stare his cold, yellow eyes into Alphamon’s animated red ones.
“Then there’s always my body!” Alphamon retorted, suddenly pressing both hands against DarkKnightmon’s chest and firing two lasers at point blank range into him.
DarkKnightmon growled with pain and flew back several meters onto the ground. Alphamon reached over and wrenched the Twin Spear out of his wing with a grunt of pain and effort. He tossed it aside and gripped the Seiken Grad Alpha as DarkKnightmon stood up.
DarkKnightmon looked at Alphamon. He then glanced over at Twin Spear nearby. Timing his movements carefully, he suddenly lunged for it.
“Garuru Cannon!” a voice shouted from behind him.
DarkKnightmon released a shout of surprised as he felt a numb pressure slam into his back and send him flying off his feet. He landed on top of the Twin Spear with a clatter of metal.
Alphamon looked up and saw the battle-worn figure of Omegamon standing nearby, his Garuru Cannon aimed at DarkKnightmon. His armour and cape smoked and he looked weary from his battle.
The Lord of the Empty Seat nodded at him and turned to DarkKnightmon, who stood to his feet.
“So you defeated Dorbickmon…” DarkKnightmon observed, turning around and facing Omegamon. He looked past Omegamon at Dorbickmon and grinned behind his helmet.
“It’s two against one, DarkKnightmon,” Alphamon remarked.
“Last time we fought it was five against one,” DarkKnightmon dryly said. “And anyways…” There was a victorious glint in his eyes. “Your math is wrong.”
Alphamon’s eyes widened. “What?”
DarkKnightmon looked up at the tree above him and Alphamon, leering into its thick canopy. “Now, MirageGaogamon.”
“Double Crescent Mirage!” a voice shouted.
Two crescent-shaped bursts ripped through the branches of the tree, slicing them effortlessly, and slashed across Omegamon’s chest. The white knight cried out with pain and collapsed onto his back.
“Sloppy mistakes, Royal Knights,” DarkKnightmon thought to himself as he raised his spear towards the shocked Alphamon. As soon as he saw the cobalt blur shoot out of the tree’s canopy, his gaze hardened. “Twin Spear!” The Twin Spear released a torrent of shadows that enveloped Alphamon and blew the nearby tree to pieces.
Alphamon was propelled across the ground fiercely, rolling along the grass and landing on his bleeding wing and back.
MirageGaogamon descended on Omegamon at a blinding speed that rivalled UlforceVeedramon’s. Omegamon tried to stand to his feet to defend himself, but his movements were too slow, his mind too sluggish from distraction, and his body too tired from his battle with Dorbickmon. MirageGaogamon’s clawed gauntlets ripped across Omegamon’s body from multiple directions, slashing through his armour, rending the black fabric on his waist, and cutting into the skin beneath.
Omegamon grimaced with pain and he lashed out with the Grey Sword, but he found himself missing the speedy Digimon. When MirageGaogamon’s attacks let up, Omegamon decided to perform one final stand, knowing that his body was on the verge of giving out. He raised his cannon and aimed at DarkKnightmon.
“Garuru Cannon,” he breathed, firing at the knight.
DarkKnightmon sneered and blocked it with his Twin Spear. He held against the attack, but it managed for blast him back several paces. He whipped the Twin Spear out to the side in a swift, decisive motion. “Dorbickmon, MirageGaogamon, do it.”
Alphamon propped himself up on his elbows and looked over at Dorbickmon. He thought he was unconscious. In actuality, Dorbickmon was wounded, but conscious. The crimson dragon lay on his stomach but raised his sword over his head. “Burning the Dragon!” he snarled, stabbing the Tyrant Collbrande down into the ground.
Alphamon sneered and tried his best to move his protesting body to scramble to his feet. He felt the earth quaking beneath him. Just as he was about to stand, rocks shot up from around the knight and curved over his limbs to restrain him and pull him against the ground.
“What the-?!” he demanded with anger, fighting against a large rock pulling against his arm, and trying to pull his leg away from being sucked into the ground.
MirageGaogamon nodded and turned to Omegamon. “My apologies, Sir,” he calmly spoke. “Full Moon Blaster!”
With a nimble push of his legs, MirageGaogamon jumped high into the air. As he reached the apex of his jump, the wolf head on MirageGaogamon’s chest armour opened up and released a torrent of intense, yellow energy. The beam streamed from his chest and descended on the white knight, blasting Omegamon’s body and crushing him into the ground beneath a giant explosion.
“Grah!” Alphamon, who watched as this took place, yelled in frustration, blasting one of his rocky bonds away only for it to be replaced by another. “Omegamon!”
The smoke cleared and revealed Omegamon at the bottom of the crater, unconscious from the superdreadnought-class blast.
DarkKnightmon walked through the blast of wind that resulted from the explosion and stood at the edge of the crater, staring down. “MirageGaogamon, take him quickly,” he told him. “It won’t be long until Alphamon’s free.”
“Yes sir,” MirageGaogamon replied, flying down and landing at the bottom on the crater. He scooped Omegamon up in his arms after making sure that he was unconscious.
“What?!” Alphamon demanded, struggling more violently, trying to wrench his arms, legs, and wings free from the rocks that Dorbickmon summoned. “What are you doing?!”
DarkKnightmon ignored him. “Get a head start,” he told MirageGaogamon. “I’ll carry Dorbickmon.”
“Would you?” Dorbickmon asked, grimacing and sweating with concentration. “I don’t know how much longer… I can keep this up.”
MirageGaogamon nodded and flew through the air, the unconscious Omegamon in his arms.
“No!” Alphamon shouted, watching as MirageGaogamon began taking off with Omegamon. “Digitalize of Soul!” He started firing beams of green energy from his palms, both at the rocky restraints, and at DarkKnightmon and Dorbickmon. He couldn’t aim at MirageGaogamon without risking hurting Omegamon.
DarkKnightmon scowled when a beam detonated nearby and sent a blast of energy and dirt over them. He nodded at Dorbickmon, who pulled his sword from the ground. The dark knight quickly picked up Dorbickmon in his arms and began flying away, after MirageGaogamon.
“Omegamon!” Alphamon yelled after them. “DarkKnightmon! Stop it!”
They didn’t respond. Alphamon growled and slashed at the rocks very precisely with the Seiken Grad Alpha, tearing through the thick rocks around his arms. Once they were free, he was able to start hacking away at the rocks over his torso, wings, and legs. After about another minute or so, Alphamon stood to his feet, ignoring the resistance and protests of his exhausted body. Alphamon flapped his wings and flew into the air, but he found his left wing giving way, too twisted and wounded to fly properly.
“No!” Alphamon snarled with frustration, catching himself by landing on his feet. He started sprinting after them, but by then they were already specks in the grey, cloudy horizon.
Alphamon slowly came to a stop when it was finally apparent that he was physically unable to catch up. He staggered for a few final paces before his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees, panting.
He looked up with wide, distraught eyes as the specks disappeared in the horizon, Omegamon with them.
Alphamon grimaced and, in an act of rage and anguish, drove his fist deep into the ground.
“OMEGAMON!”
-
Alphamon let out a groan as he sat up in bed. The morning sun glared upon the landscape outside, indirectly illuminating his room through the windows. The knight brought a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up
He glanced over to the other side of his large bed. He saw that OuRyuumon was not there. While the two typically only spent the night together on the odd occasion, Alphamon noticed his absence particularly on that morning. It was then that the guilt from yesterday returned. He groaned and rubbed his face when he remembered. He made a pass at Omegamon.
“Great… Just great…” he murmured, sliding out from under the covers and standing to his feet. “First OuRyuumon, now him. What else could go wrong?”
As if on cue, there was a frantic knocking on his door.
“Who is it?” Alphamon called out.
“MetallifeKuwagamon!” a voice responded.
“Just a moment. I’ll get dressed,” the Lord of the Empty Seat responded, walking over to his bureau. He slipped on some clothes as quickly as he could and went over to open the door.
The short, insect technician was standing there, looking somewhat flustered. “I’m sorry, Alphamon, sir. Did I wake you?” he asked.
“No, I was just getting up anyways. What is it, Metallife?”
“There’s an urgent communication from the Overseer of Havelock Prison,” MetallifeKuwagamon explained with a look of concern on his face. “He says that there’s been a prison break.”
“What?! That’s impossible!” Alphamon exclaimed, glaring and balling his fists up. “What happened?”
“Y-You should really talk to him yourself…” MetallifeKuwagamon told him. “I don’t know the details…”
Alphamon nodded curtly and walked past him, haste in his stride. MetallifeKuwagamon followed after him. He made his way down to the first floor, speed-walking down corridors until he reached the communications room. He walked in and saw the gold, fearsome body of a Reapermon on the giant monitor’s screen. The Reapermon’s skull-like face had an agitated, frustrated look, and his gold-plated, humanoid body had scuffs and dents all over it. Above the clenched, metal claws of his left hand was a giant cannon, which contrasted with the long, deadly scythe of his right arm.
His glowing, red eyes looked over as he noticed Alphamon and MetallifeKuwagamon appear on his screen. “Alphamon…” he spoke in a gravelly voice.
“Reapermon, are you alright? Tell me what happened,” Alphamon urged him. Although he was extremely agitated about everything that was going on, he maintained a calm, professional demeanour in front of his subordinates.
“A little battered and bruised. I’m fine. My pride took the brunt of the beating,” Reapermon explained, frowning deeply.
“MetallifeKuwagamon told me there was a prison break…” Alphamon spoke, narrowing his eyes. “How is that possible with all of the security measures in place.”
“It happened from the outside… Yesterday,” the Overseer answered. “It was DarkKnightmon.”
Alphamon sneered. Him again. “DarkKnightmon… Of course…”
“He knew all of the security protocols. The guards were no match for his power. I couldn’t even stand up to him,” Reapermon admitted, grimacing and bowing his head somewhat. “I apologize, Alphamon.”
“No… It’s my fault. I should have anticipated something like this. We should have updated the protocols,” Alphamon assured him, sighing and rubbing his forehead. “Now… How bad is it?”
“That’s the thing…” Reapermon said, looking up. “The only prisoner that was set free was MirageGaogamon. All of the rest were still locked up.”
“MirageGaogamon…” Alphamon spoke bitterly. “His old ally.” He looked up at the screen. “Were there any casualties?”
“Fortunately not. Ninety percent of the guards are injured though. I would like to request that we send them to headquarters for medical treatment and get some temporary replacements from your Defence Forces,” the Overseer said. “As it stands now, Havelock Prison is unsecure.”
“Of course,” Alphamon said. “I’ll make those provisions. I’ll also have Duskmon send one or two of his apprentices over for those of you with minor injuries.”
“Thanks, Alphamon. Oh… by the way. It isn’t all bad news,” Reapermon explained, a grin creeping onto his skeletal face.
“Oh?” the Lord of the Empty Seat inquired, cocking an eyebrow.
“I managed to send that insect-shaped scout pod that MetallifeKuwagamon made for us here at Havelock after them not long after they escaped.”
“You did?” MetallifeKuwagamon spoke up. “If you tell me its code, I should be able to access its memory bank remotely from the computer.”
“Twenty three, I’m fairly certain. I hope you can find something to work with from that,” Reapermon told them. “I want to do at least something to help after that embarrassing event yesterday.”
“Thank you, Reapermon. I hope so too,” Alphamon answered.
“Catch those bastards for me,” Reapermon said, moving his hand and closing the video call program.
MetallifeKuwagamon walked over to the long computer desk. “This will take about fifteen minutes, Alphamon.”
Alphamon nodded at MetallifeKuwagamon and walked out of the room, leaving him to his work. “I will, Reapermon,” he thought to himself. There was a purposeful determination in his step as he strode down the corridor.
“I’ll stop him before things get even more out of hand.”
-
Omegamon lay in bed, lying on his back. He stared up at the ceiling with his hands rested behind his head. As soon as he woke up, all that he could think about was what had happened the day before. The events kept playing over and over in his mind.
Why did Alphamon do that? Did Alphamon actually have those kinds of feelings towards him? He doubted it. If Alphamon did, Omegamon never noticed them before. Then again, Omegamon hadn’t realized that Alphamon was bisexual either, so maybe he wasn’t the best judge of character. He thought that it was more likely that Alphamon was just emotionally confused after what happened with OuRyuumon. Alphamon’s emotions were running high and he had a moment of weakness, he figured.
However, even that didn’t make things that much easier. A line was crossed yesterday, and now Omegamon was left confused. Alphamon was Omegamon’s best friend, but now he didn’t know what he was supposed to feel… or what Alphamon felt about him. That, combined with the uncertainty of Alphamon hiding his sexuality and relationship with OuRyuumon only served to confuse him further. It upset him to know that things would inevitably different between them from now on. Things had been strained between them enough as it was. He didn’t want to lose Alphamon as a friend. He had been willing to look past Alphamon’s apparent lack of trust in him, but now… he wasn’t sure what to think. His thoughts were spinning.
Omegamon sighed and pulled the covers off his bed. Thinking about the problem all day was no solution. He had duties to attend to and he needed to start the day. The white knight stood to his feet and made his way towards his door.
As he approached, he suddenly stopped. He thought that he heard metallic shuffling coming from the room to the left of his, at the end of the corridor. It was Alphamon’s room. Curious as to what the sound was, Omegamon opened his door so that he could listen more accurately.
As he opened the door, Alphamon opened his own door. Omegamon froze, his heart sinking. He wasn’t prepared to face Alphamon yet.
Alphamon took one step out of his room before stopping in his tracks. He saw Omegamon and struggled not to grimace. “Oh… Omegamon…” he spoke, the sheepish discomfort plain in his voice. “Good morning…”
“Good morning…” Omegamon answered, his eyes acknowledging Alphamon before looking away. He was about to turn to escape back into his room when something caught his attention. Alphamon was suited up in full armour, cape and all. It was odd for him this early in the morning. He turned his gaze back to Alphamon, arching an eyebrow. “…Are you going somewhere?”
Alphamon cringed and averted his gaze. “Don’t worry about it,” he answered, beginning to walk again. He passed Omegamon and began to head towards the set of stairs on the other end of the hallway. However, he found himself stopped in his tracks by a white hand on his shoulder guard. He turned suddenly to see Omegamon holding him in place.
Omegamon glared at him resolutely. “Where are you going, Alphamon?” he demanded in an authoritative voice that was rare for Omegamon.
Alphamon grunted and looked forwards again. “I’m going to face DarkKnightmon.”
“You aren’t serious…”
Alphamon nodded. “Please don’t try to convince me otherwise.”
Omegamon frowned and walked up beside him. “How do you even know where to look? The morning patrols aren’t even back yet, are they?”
Alphamon released a sigh through his nostrils; Omegamon could be stubborn when he needed to be. “DarkKnightmon broke MirageGaogamon out of Havelock,” he told him. Before Omegamon could react with shock, Alphamon continued. “Reapermon sent out one of Metallife’s scout pods after them. He’s bringing up the memory feed as we speak.”
“He’s gathering allies,” Omegamon said, his brows furrowed harder now.
Alphamon nodded. “That’s why I need to stop him now, before he can amass more allies against us.”
“I’m coming with you,” Omegamon told him.
The Lord of the Empty Seat turned away. “…You don’t need to do that, Omegamon.”
“Yes, I do,” the white knight firmly answered. “It would be foolish for you to go alone. You know how strong DarkKnightmon is.”
“Are you sure…?” Alphamon pressed, leering over his shoulder at him.
Omegamon frowned. He knew why Alphamon was hesitant. Neither of them forgot about the incident between them yesterday. “…Yes. It’s my duty as a Royal Knight to support you on a dangerous task like this.”
Alphamon paused. “I see… Your duty. Very well,” he said, turning towards the staircase. “Go get yourself armoured up and meet me in the communications room.”
“You won’t slip away while I’m changing, will you?” Omegamon asked him, arching an eyebrow suspiciously.
“You never would have asked me that before…” Alphamon spoke in a near mumble.
Omegamon couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt in his chest. He winced and his gaze strayed away. “Sorry…”
Alphamon frowned suddenly. “No, I—“ he stopped himself and closed his fists with frustration. “Never mind. Meet me when you’re ready.”
“Very well…” Omegamon answered tensely. He turned and headed into his room, closing the door behind him before sighing. As he expected, things were extremely difficult between them. It seemed that they both had unspoken words that they didn’t know how to say.
This was the first time since they had become really close friends that Alphamon had really been a mystery to him. Usually, he was able to pick up on Alphamon’s thoughts just by being around him, and vice versa. Now, he didn’t know what Alphamon was thinking. He could feel the rift between them growing wider by the day and he didn’t know how to mend it.
Omegamon sighed wistfully and began undressing to change into his armour. “Maybe defeating DarkKnightmon will solve all of this…”
-
After twenty minutes of preparation, Omegamon walked into the communications room where he found Alphamon waiting. He stood behind MetallifeKuwagamon, who sat at the computer, watching the video feed of his reconnaissance drone.
“Is this your scout pod?” Omegamon asked walking in and standing to look at the screen.
“It was…” MetallifeKuwagamon said with some bitterness in his voice.
“Was?” he questioned, wondering about his choice of tense. Omegamon looked at the screen. The monitor showed the mechanical drone following what were definitely DarkKnightmon and MirageGaogamon.
“This is at the twenty minute mark,” MetallifeKuwagamon informed him, looking expectantly at the giant computer monitor. “They haven’t noticed it yet.”
Omegamon and Alphamon continued watching, standing apart from one another.
The scout pod followed the two Digimon from a distance, recording their movements, as well as their voices with limited audio quality. The sound was distorted because of the strong winds, but it was able to pick up a few of their words here and there.
“…Dorbick—Sssssst…iversion… Fffffft…” the computer’s audio speakers echoed.
“I can’t make out what they’re saying,” Omegamon said.
“I can try to amplify the audio, but it will likely take until the mid-afternoon,” MetallifeKabuterimon said.
“Do that. For now, we’ll go off the visual cues,” Alphamon told him.
MetallifeKuwagamon nodded, watching as the two fugitive Digimon began to make sneaky glances over their shoulders. “Here,” he said.
DarkKnightmon suddenly spun around whipped his Twin Spear towards the drone like a javelin. The lance flew towards the screen at a frightening speed before the tip embedded itself in the camera of the scout pod. The screen cracked and immediately went black.
“That was the last point of contact with Scout Pod #23,” MetallifeKuwagamon explained with a light wince.
“Is that why I saw you on the floor when I walked in?” Alphamon asked, raising an eyebrow.
MetallifeKuwagamon’s face flushed. “Err… It was startling for somebody not expecting it…” he sheepishly said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Would you like me to rewind the memory file?”
“No, that’s alright,” Alphamon reassured him. “I know where the scout pod was destroyed from the landmarks I noticed the first time.”
MetallifeKuwagamon nodded. “Then I’ll get to work on the audio.”
“Thank you, Metallife,” the black knight told him. “We’ll head out then.” He looked at Omegamon. “If you’re ready, I mean…”
“If you are,” Omegamon replied.
With a nod, Alphamon walked out into the corridor. “Then let’s go.”
As they walked into the hall, the two knights abruptly stopped. OuRyuumon was walking towards them.
Alphamon saw him and looked away with a soft wince. While he was still furious at the dragon, he couldn’t help but feel guilty about making a pass at Omegamon while they were still in a relationship.
Omegamon similarly felt uncomfortable about what had happened, and he felt a bit guilty himself that OuRyuumon didn’t know about it. That said, he wasn’t about to tell him, knowing how much worse it would make everything.
OuRyuumon looked up and noticed Alphamon, a bit of hope growing in his eyes. “A-Alphamon!”
Alphamon frowned and walked towards the dragon. He passed by him without a word.
Omegamon’s gaze softened as he followed the black knight. It pained him to see the look of dejection and sorrow on OuRyuumon’s face. He sympathized for the Digimon, but at the same time, he couldn’t feel too bad because OuRyuumon brought it on himself to a large degree.
“He’ll come around,” Omegamon felt the need to tell OuRyuumon as he passed him.
Cringing, OuRyuumon shrugged. “Yeah… Sure…” he mumbled. He glanced over his shoulder at him. “Where are you two going?”
Omegamon stopped and paused. He knew that Alphamon didn’t want any of the other Royal Knights going with them, and he certainly wouldn’t want OuRyuumon to come along. Omegamon himself knew that bringing OuRyuumon along to face DarkKnightmon after what DarkKnightmon had done to their relationship would be a huge mistake. “We’re just meeting with KaiserGreymon and AncientGarurumon,” Omegamon lied.
“Oh…”
With that, Omegamon went to catch up with Alphamon, so that they could go and face DarkKnightmon.
-
After an hour’s flight, Alphamon and Omegamon landed on the grassy plains of their territory. A heavy overcast of grey clouds had taken over the sky, blocking out the sun.
It had been a long, tense journey for the two knights. They barely spoke to one another, and the uncomfortable silence that resulted made things all the more unbearable. Neither of them bothered forcing small talk, knowing how transparent it would have been. They only spoke about the mission at hand, pointing out landmarks and points of interest.
They had been relieved when they reached the first of their destinations, Havelock Prison. From there, they followed the path of MetallifeKuwagamon’s scout pod, based off of Alphamon’s memory. It was another twenty minutes until they reached their second destination.
The black and white knights looked around the area cautiously. There was grassland for kilometers, with only a few trees and giant boulders to serve as landmarks for the area. To their right, there was a large bed of blue and yellow flowers.
“You’re sure this is the place?” Omegamon asked, looking over at Alphamon.
“Yes,” he answered, nodding over to the flowers. “I recognize the flowers.”
“Are you sure it’s the same one? There are countless beds of those flowers around our territory,” Omegamon contested.
“Positive,” Alphamon responded certainly. He turned away from the white knight and scanned the flowers. “I picked a flower from this patch for OuRyuumon for our first date, as a joke.”
Omegamon tensed up slightly. “I… see,” he answered ambiguously, not wanting to linger on their problems anymore during that mission. His head was already racing with countless thoughts about himself, Alphamon, OuRyuumon, and DarkKnightmon. He didn’t need his judgment clouded any further. Omegamon knew that these thoughts of uncertainty were plaguing Alphamon’s mind as well.
Omegamon shook his head. He needed to focus at the task at hand. He looked around the vicinity carefully. “…I think I see something,” he remarked, suddenly turning in a different direction and walking over.
Alphamon pivoted and walked after him, looking to see what Omegamon noticed. “I think you’re right,” he said.
The two knights approached a pile of gold scraps of metal, strewn heedlessly amongst the blades of grass. Metal shards and cut circuitry lay at their feet.
“This must be the scout pod,” Alphamon figured, nudging the scrap metal with his boot.
“It seems that way…” Omegamon agreed. He looked up and gazed around the area carefully.
His eyes snapped wide open at something.
“Alphamon!” he shouted.
Alphamon whipped around to see two streams of fire ripping through the air towards them. The jets of flames incinerated the flowers along with the blades of grass below.
Omegamon tackled Alphamon to the ground roughly. The sweltering streams passed over the Royal Knights harmlessly, although Omegamon still felt their heat pulsing against his back. Alphamon hissed and stood up as soon as the flames dissipated, pulling Omegamon up with him.
“Damn it, an ambush,” he growled, turning towards where the attack came from. He summoned the Seiken Grad Alpha in a burst of light.
Omegamon narrowed his eyes and nodded, his Grey Sword and Garuru Cannon springing out from his gauntlets as he turned towards the blast’s origin as well. They could only see a spot of red and black against the green and grey backdrop. “There,” he exclaimed, raising his cannon towards the attacker.
Before Omegamon could fire, the Digimon acted. “Burning the Dragon!” a voice roared out. There was a flash of violet power in front of the figure and, suddenly, the ground began to shudder and quake, throwing the Royal Knights off balance.
Alphamon snarled and stabbed his sword of light into the ground to keep himself standing. Omegamon did the same with his Grey Sword, unable to fire while off balance. However, the attack didn’t end there. The earth suddenly ripped up around them, throwing grass, dirt, and rocks upwards around their forms.
“Break!” Alphamon shouted to Omegamon, bursting through the left side of the blast of upturned earth. Omegamon nodded and burst through the right side, separating from Alphamon.
Disoriented from the attack, the two knights stopped and regained their bearings, raising their weapons to counter any surprise attacks. Omegamon whirled around towards where he last saw the figure, but he was already gone. Instead, he noticed something directly above him, falling fast.
The large, crimson form of a dragon man Digimon descended on him, slashing down a sword wreathed in blazing, violet flames. Omegamon recoiled and raised his Grey Sword, blocking the blade with his own. The force was incredible against his arm; he could tell that this Digimon was powerful.
Omegamon’s blue eyes narrowed as his sword was pushed back, but he dug his boots into the ground and pushed back, swinging his arm out mightily. The strong swipe of the sword pushed the assailant back through the air. Omegamon then raised his cannon, taking advantage of the opening, and fired a powerful blast from the Garuru Cannon’s muzzle. The orb of swirling blue power pulsed from the cannon towards the draconic attacker, who was but meters away, but he responded with incredible battle instincts. From the two cannon ports on his pectoral muscles, he fired two blazing streaks of power that slammed into Omegamon’s attack and detonated it in between them, throwing both Digimon back.
Alphamon sneered. “Omegamon!” he called out, turning towards him. Alphamon cried out with pain when blast of dark matter slammed into his back and exploded, knocking him to the ground violently.
Omegamon landed on his feet, catching himself, and turned to see what hit Alphamon. He immediately knew there was a second Digimon there too.
DarkKnightmon’s form burst out from the canopy of a tree and landed close to the leader of the Royal Knights. “You should never leave your back exposed,” DarkKnightmon chastised him.
Alphamon growled and pushed himself to his hands and knees, his white and blue cape singed and smoking slightly. He stood up and gripped his sword tightly in his hand. “Least of all around you,” he said to DarkKnightmon.
DarkKnightmon smirked. “If you like…” he spoke. He looked around the vicinity. “Is OuRyuumon not with you today?”
Alphamon narrowed his eyes angrily. “Being smug doesn’t suit you, DarkKnightmon,” he told him bitterly. His red eyes glanced over at the crimson dragon, who landed away from him and over near Omegamon. “New friend?”
“Yes. That’s Dorbickmon,” DarkKnightmon explained. “He’s my bodyguard.”
“Bodyguard, is he?” Alphamon asked, narrowing his eyes at DarkKnightmon.
“You two came out here searching for me,” DarkKnightmon said. “I need to defend myself.”
“You planned for us to come after you. What you’re doing here is acting aggressively, not defensively,” Alphamon countered, secretly building up power within his free hand as he spoke. “So don’t play the innocent party.”
“Very well,” DarkKnightmon spoke, raising the Twin Spear and aiming it at Alphamon.
“Digitalize of Soul,” Alphamon shouted, shooting his arm up as he spoke and firing a beam of emerald power from his palm.
DarkKnightmon fired a dark, violet beam from his lance, and the two attacks clashed violently. Green and purple tendrils of energy splayed off in multiple directions as the attacks bloomed and detonated between them. Grass was ripped up and the two dark knights were buffeted backwards by the concussion of the colliding attacks.
Omegamon darted towards the explosion, intending to engage DarkKnightmon. Suddenly appearing in his path was Dorbickmon, who gave him a toothy smirk.
Dorbickmon charged forwards and slammed his fist into Omegamon’s face, knocking the white knight backwards. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked with a grin. “You have to deal with me.”
Omegamon, wincing from the blow, began to glare at him. He looked over Dorbickmon’s shoulder at Alphamon, who was busy clashing weapons with DarkKnightmon. His comrade seemed like he could handle himself, so Omegamon readied his sword and cannon. “Then I will.”
“Good. You can serve as practice,” Dorbickmon said, whipping his fiery sword, the Tyrant Collbrande, out in front of him. There was a glint in his yellow and violet eyes as he stabbed the blade into the ground. “Burning the Dragon!”
Once again, Omegamon felt the earth below him tremble. Suddenly a pillar of rock blasted out of the ground behind him, slamming into his armoured back, right between his shoulders. Omegamon’s back arched and he was thrown forwards savagely. He quickly attempted to right himself and raise his cannon to fire at Dorbickmon, but another chunk of rock ripped from the ground and drove itself into the knight’s face, knocking him upwards.
Omegamon staggered backwards, grimacing with pain. Through his blurred vision, he saw Dorbickmon rip his sword from the ground and charge towards him, winding his fist back with the intent of drilling it into Omegamon’s torso. However, Omegamon acted quickly and darted to the right as Dorbickmon swung his draconic fist. As the dragon missed his target, Omegamon spun around and aimed his cannon at Dorbickmon’s upper body.
“Garuru Cannon!” he spoke. The blast burst from the cannon and consumed Dorbickmon, throwing him through the air and tumbling across the grass.
“He can manipulate the land like Duftmon can in his Leopard Mode,” Omegamon observed, carefully watching Dorbickmon.
Dorbickmon snarled and stood to his feet, brushing the ice from his spikes. “I barely even felt that!” he taunted, his eyes burning excitedly. “The kid gloves come off now! Tyrant Collbrande!” he shouted.
The dragon man raised his burning sword over his head. Suddenly, the flames intensified and the sword elongated to six times its length and width. Dorbickmon roared and slammed the massive sword down on top of Omegamon, who blocked with his sword and cannon. The immense pressure and sheer power of the Tyrant Collbrande forced him into the ground, and the area around him caved in under the gigantic sword’s power.
Despite this, Omegamon held firm, continuing to block the sword. When the blade suddenly retracted and shrank back to its regular size, Omegamon slackened, panting with exertion. Although he avoided a direct, unguarded blow from the sword, his muscles throbbed just from blocking it.
Omegamon stood up straight and began charging towards Dorbickmon, his sword poised and his cannon firing blasts at Dorbickmon.
Dorbickmon smirked and slashed one of the blasts down the middle with the Tyrant Collbrande. “Bring it on, Royal Knight,” he said to him, narrowing his eyes as the attack’s frosty breath dispersed around him. “I’ve had years of training too…”
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DarkKnightmon and Alphamon exchanged blows. DarkKnightmon’s spear tore at Alphamon’s armour. Alphamon’s blade melted Dorbickmon’s plate mail. The screech of metal pierced the air and sparks cascaded out from their clashing weapons.
The two knights broke away and they paused for a moment to glare at each other.
“Enough games, DarkKnightmon,” Alphamon said, poising the Seiken Grad Alpha. “What are your intentions?”
“You already know,” DarkKnightmon responded, lunging at Alphamon and stabbing his spear down at him. “I…” He paused when Alphamon parried his attack and fired back with a large beam from his left hand, which DarkKnightmon was forced to dodge. “…Never approved of the way you ran the Order.”
DarkKnightmon rushed forwards at Alphamon, ramming him with his massive shoulder blade. “Rgh! …I’m going to dismantle the Royal Knights… and create my own Order,” he explained to him, struggling against Alphamon’s sword. As he fought against it, he pulled his Twin Spear back and levelled it at Alphamon. “I’ll replace your Royal Knights with those who share my views. Then, we will bring order to these chaotic lands.” The fugitive knight’s golden eyes flashed and he released a devastating blast of shadows from his Twin Spear onto Alphamon.
Alphamon roared out as the shadowy power enveloped him, burning beneath his armour. He lashed out with his holy sword and swept it through the beam of darkness, ripping through it and driving it across DarkKnightmon’s chest.
The two knights fell away, vestiges of darkness and light on their bodies as they recoiled in pain.
“If you would just open up your eyes, DarkKnightmon…” Alphamon said to him, growling.
“My eyes have already been opened,” DarkKnightmon responded. “And since I don’t see OuRyuumon around here, I would say that so have yours.”
Alphamon’s gaze hardened. “Enough talk. I’ve tried to reason with you time and time again, but you would never meet me halfway.” He brandished his sword of light and sliced it diagonally at DarkKnightmon.
DarkKnightmon parried the attack with the Twin Spear, which he flipped around and stabbed towards Alphamon’s chest. Alphamon swerved his body to the left, so the spear just glanced across his armour. He then reached out and grabbed the base of the lance, holding it in place.
DarkKnightmon grunted and tried to retrieve the spear, jerking it around and trying to wrestle it from Alphamon’s hold. “I’ve learned something, Alphamon, something very important…” he explained to his former friend. He narrowed his eyes and drove his boot into Alphamon’s side, knocking him away from the Twin Spear.
“Never compromise…” he said before charging at Alphamon and locking weapons with him once again.
-
Dorbickmon swiped the Tyrant Collbrande down on Omegamon. The white knight grunted and swung the Grey Sword to meet it, and the two swords clashed violently. The two struggled against one another, trying to break through the other’s defence.
However, Dorbickmon suddenly grinned and tilted his head back. “Dragon Breath Tonic Fire!” As he shouted, his mouth began to leak violet flames. He jerked his head forwards and spewed fire from his mouth at Omegamon.
Omegamon shouted with pain the inferno swept over his body, but he quickly fired back with a cannon blast to Dorbickmon’s chest. The impact wiped the smirk off Dorbickmon’s face and sent him sprawling to the ground.
Upon crashing to the ground, Dorbickmon stabbed the fiery Tyrant Collbrande into the ground and accessed the Digital World’s dragon veins. “Burning the Dragon!” he shouted, once again manipulating the earth around them.
Omegamon looked around himself warily. He pivoted suddenly when he saw a nearby boulder suddenly fly towards him. He pulled his cannon up and fire three hefty blasts from the Garuru Cannon. The three spheres of compressed power slammed into the boulder one after the other, shattering the giant piece of rock to fragments.
Dorbickmon suddenly caused a large piece of land to shoot up behind Omegamon take out the back of his legs, causing them to buckle. Omegamon fell onto his back with a crash. Wincing, he aimed his cannon towards Dorbickmon, who was sitting up, and fired.
Sneering, Dorbickmon tore his sword from the ground and used it to help brace for the attack. It only helped so much as the freezing pressure exploded on contact with him and sent him crashing into a tree.
With a low snarl, Dorbickmon stood up, his back against the tree. “Bastard…” he growled, his eyes blazing with anger. “Tyrant Collbrande!”
Once again, his sword amplified and he swept the massive, fiery blade towards Omegamon. Omegamon rolled to his feet and blocked the attack, trying to hold against the overwhelming blade. However, Dorbickmon’s sheer strength broke his defence, and the sword slammed into his body throwing him through the air. Omegamon landed on his chest, and he cried out with pain as the sword fell upon him another time, crushing him into the ground.
“I don’t think you’ve had enough yet,” Dorbickmon growled, raising the sword up slowly from Omegamon’s trembling form. He hoisted the massive blade up over his head, ready to drive it down on Omegamon again.
Omegamon opened an eye and suddenly rolled onto his back. He aimed his cannon and fired at Dorbickmon while the dragon man was too exposed to defend himself.
Dorbickmon’s eyes widened as the blast detonated on impact with his chest. A roar of pain escaped his lips as he was thrown clear through the tree behind him, causing the whole tree to topple down with a crash.
Grimacing with pain, Omegamon stood to his feet, more slowly this time. He forced himself to run over before Dorbickmon could formulate a counterattack. Omegamon jumped on top of the tree’s fallen trunk and saw Dorbickmon already sitting up, glaring at him.
“Dragon Breath Tonic Fire!” he yelled, releasing a massive swath of flames towards Omegamon.
The white knight jumped out of the way of the flames, and saw the inferno completely consume the tree that had just fallen. Dorbickmon stood up and charged through the smoke, the Tyrant Collbrande in hand.
“You’re going down, Whitey! One way or another!” he snarled, bounding off the burning trunk and diving towards Omegamon, swinging his sword back.
Omegamon narrowed his eyes and raised his cannon, pointing it at the oncoming dragon. With silent determination, Omegamon’s Garuru Cannon pulsed and released a powerful blast that ripped through the sky towards Dorbickmon. Dorbickmon snarled and began to slash down his sword, but he was too late. The compressed orb of sub zero power collided with his body and detonated in mid air.
Dorbickmon was thrown out of the sky and he landed on the ground, not moving.
Omegamon waited, inspecting him for several seconds to see if he stirred again. When he didn’t, the white knight turned towards DarkKnightmon and Alphamon, who were still fighting. He saw that Alphamon was having trouble. Omegamon knew that he needed to intervene.
-
Alphamon slashed the Seiken Grad Alpha down towards DarkKnightmon. The knight pivoted and caught the sword with his shoulder blade before driving his spear into Alphamon’s chest armour and firing a pillar of darkness against his body.
He released a shout of pain as he was thrown onto his caped back, sliding across the grass.
“You are going to have to do better than that, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon told him, frowning at him stoically. “You’re fighting sloppily, like you’re distracted. You aren’t wasting your thoughts on that waste of space known as OuRyuumon, are you?” he asked, knowing that that was likely the cause for Alphamon’s distracted fighting style.
Alphamon sneered and stood to his feet, breathing heavily. “…Why didn’t you tell me about him back before you went to the Dark Area? Why yesterday?”
“Because it benefited me more yesterday than it would have after I had just gone on a rampage,” DarkKnightmon explained.
“How?” Alphamon demanded, narrowing his eyes.
“Worry about the fight at hand, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon responded, whipping his lance down and firing another blast at Alphamon.
Alphamon sneered and made a backwards somersault, landing on his feet and pushing off to fly into the air. He braced against the explosion below him and only suffered being pushed through the air by the blast.
While Alphamon was distracted, DarkKnightmon lowered his weapon and lunged into the only remaining tree nearby. After a few moments, he burst from its branches and flew above Alphamon. Their eyes met for just a moment before DarkKnightmon slammed the Twin Spear down into Alphamon’s chest.
Alphamon crashed to the ground on his back, sending a shockwave through his body and twisting his left wing painfully in the process. He let out a winded gasp. Meanwhile, DarkKnightmon kept up his assault. He descended upon Alphamon, spear in hand. However, Alphamon raised his hand up and fired a surge of green energy from his palm.
The emerald pillar of light engulfed DarkKnightmon and threw him upwards. Although grimacing with pain, DarkKnightmon swung his arm down and retaliated with a destructive blast from his Twin Spear. Alphamon swung his holy sword up in front of him to protect himself from the darkness, but his arm buckled after a few seconds and the blast crushed him into the ground.
DarkKnightmon let out a grunt and landed at Alphamon’s feet, inside the smoking crater near the base of the tree. The knight stomped on Alphamon’s gut before grabbing him by the collar and slamming him into the trunk of the tree. DarkKnightmon then stabbed the tip of his Twin Spear through one of the openings in Alphamon’s twisted wing, piercing through it and pinning him to the tree. Alphamon shouted in agony.
DarkKnightmon narrowed his eyes and drove his fist across Alphamon’s face. He punched him again, and then again. “That’s always been your problem, Alphamon,” DarkKnightmon said, taking Alphamon’s chin in his hand and pressing his horned head back against the tree. “You’re afraid to get your hands dirty. That’s why you’re weak…”
Alphamon narrowed his crimson eyes, breathing heavy with pain and fury. “I’ve gotten stronger…” he told him, staring at him defiantly. “In body and in spirit…”
“Lies… Your spirit is breaking. I can see it in the way you fight,” DarkKnightmon said, leaning in close to stare his cold, yellow eyes into Alphamon’s animated red ones.
“Then there’s always my body!” Alphamon retorted, suddenly pressing both hands against DarkKnightmon’s chest and firing two lasers at point blank range into him.
DarkKnightmon growled with pain and flew back several meters onto the ground. Alphamon reached over and wrenched the Twin Spear out of his wing with a grunt of pain and effort. He tossed it aside and gripped the Seiken Grad Alpha as DarkKnightmon stood up.
DarkKnightmon looked at Alphamon. He then glanced over at Twin Spear nearby. Timing his movements carefully, he suddenly lunged for it.
“Garuru Cannon!” a voice shouted from behind him.
DarkKnightmon released a shout of surprised as he felt a numb pressure slam into his back and send him flying off his feet. He landed on top of the Twin Spear with a clatter of metal.
Alphamon looked up and saw the battle-worn figure of Omegamon standing nearby, his Garuru Cannon aimed at DarkKnightmon. His armour and cape smoked and he looked weary from his battle.
The Lord of the Empty Seat nodded at him and turned to DarkKnightmon, who stood to his feet.
“So you defeated Dorbickmon…” DarkKnightmon observed, turning around and facing Omegamon. He looked past Omegamon at Dorbickmon and grinned behind his helmet.
“It’s two against one, DarkKnightmon,” Alphamon remarked.
“Last time we fought it was five against one,” DarkKnightmon dryly said. “And anyways…” There was a victorious glint in his eyes. “Your math is wrong.”
Alphamon’s eyes widened. “What?”
DarkKnightmon looked up at the tree above him and Alphamon, leering into its thick canopy. “Now, MirageGaogamon.”
“Double Crescent Mirage!” a voice shouted.
Two crescent-shaped bursts ripped through the branches of the tree, slicing them effortlessly, and slashed across Omegamon’s chest. The white knight cried out with pain and collapsed onto his back.
“Sloppy mistakes, Royal Knights,” DarkKnightmon thought to himself as he raised his spear towards the shocked Alphamon. As soon as he saw the cobalt blur shoot out of the tree’s canopy, his gaze hardened. “Twin Spear!” The Twin Spear released a torrent of shadows that enveloped Alphamon and blew the nearby tree to pieces.
Alphamon was propelled across the ground fiercely, rolling along the grass and landing on his bleeding wing and back.
MirageGaogamon descended on Omegamon at a blinding speed that rivalled UlforceVeedramon’s. Omegamon tried to stand to his feet to defend himself, but his movements were too slow, his mind too sluggish from distraction, and his body too tired from his battle with Dorbickmon. MirageGaogamon’s clawed gauntlets ripped across Omegamon’s body from multiple directions, slashing through his armour, rending the black fabric on his waist, and cutting into the skin beneath.
Omegamon grimaced with pain and he lashed out with the Grey Sword, but he found himself missing the speedy Digimon. When MirageGaogamon’s attacks let up, Omegamon decided to perform one final stand, knowing that his body was on the verge of giving out. He raised his cannon and aimed at DarkKnightmon.
“Garuru Cannon,” he breathed, firing at the knight.
DarkKnightmon sneered and blocked it with his Twin Spear. He held against the attack, but it managed for blast him back several paces. He whipped the Twin Spear out to the side in a swift, decisive motion. “Dorbickmon, MirageGaogamon, do it.”
Alphamon propped himself up on his elbows and looked over at Dorbickmon. He thought he was unconscious. In actuality, Dorbickmon was wounded, but conscious. The crimson dragon lay on his stomach but raised his sword over his head. “Burning the Dragon!” he snarled, stabbing the Tyrant Collbrande down into the ground.
Alphamon sneered and tried his best to move his protesting body to scramble to his feet. He felt the earth quaking beneath him. Just as he was about to stand, rocks shot up from around the knight and curved over his limbs to restrain him and pull him against the ground.
“What the-?!” he demanded with anger, fighting against a large rock pulling against his arm, and trying to pull his leg away from being sucked into the ground.
MirageGaogamon nodded and turned to Omegamon. “My apologies, Sir,” he calmly spoke. “Full Moon Blaster!”
With a nimble push of his legs, MirageGaogamon jumped high into the air. As he reached the apex of his jump, the wolf head on MirageGaogamon’s chest armour opened up and released a torrent of intense, yellow energy. The beam streamed from his chest and descended on the white knight, blasting Omegamon’s body and crushing him into the ground beneath a giant explosion.
“Grah!” Alphamon, who watched as this took place, yelled in frustration, blasting one of his rocky bonds away only for it to be replaced by another. “Omegamon!”
The smoke cleared and revealed Omegamon at the bottom of the crater, unconscious from the superdreadnought-class blast.
DarkKnightmon walked through the blast of wind that resulted from the explosion and stood at the edge of the crater, staring down. “MirageGaogamon, take him quickly,” he told him. “It won’t be long until Alphamon’s free.”
“Yes sir,” MirageGaogamon replied, flying down and landing at the bottom on the crater. He scooped Omegamon up in his arms after making sure that he was unconscious.
“What?!” Alphamon demanded, struggling more violently, trying to wrench his arms, legs, and wings free from the rocks that Dorbickmon summoned. “What are you doing?!”
DarkKnightmon ignored him. “Get a head start,” he told MirageGaogamon. “I’ll carry Dorbickmon.”
“Would you?” Dorbickmon asked, grimacing and sweating with concentration. “I don’t know how much longer… I can keep this up.”
MirageGaogamon nodded and flew through the air, the unconscious Omegamon in his arms.
“No!” Alphamon shouted, watching as MirageGaogamon began taking off with Omegamon. “Digitalize of Soul!” He started firing beams of green energy from his palms, both at the rocky restraints, and at DarkKnightmon and Dorbickmon. He couldn’t aim at MirageGaogamon without risking hurting Omegamon.
DarkKnightmon scowled when a beam detonated nearby and sent a blast of energy and dirt over them. He nodded at Dorbickmon, who pulled his sword from the ground. The dark knight quickly picked up Dorbickmon in his arms and began flying away, after MirageGaogamon.
“Omegamon!” Alphamon yelled after them. “DarkKnightmon! Stop it!”
They didn’t respond. Alphamon growled and slashed at the rocks very precisely with the Seiken Grad Alpha, tearing through the thick rocks around his arms. Once they were free, he was able to start hacking away at the rocks over his torso, wings, and legs. After about another minute or so, Alphamon stood to his feet, ignoring the resistance and protests of his exhausted body. Alphamon flapped his wings and flew into the air, but he found his left wing giving way, too twisted and wounded to fly properly.
“No!” Alphamon snarled with frustration, catching himself by landing on his feet. He started sprinting after them, but by then they were already specks in the grey, cloudy horizon.
Alphamon slowly came to a stop when it was finally apparent that he was physically unable to catch up. He staggered for a few final paces before his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees, panting.
He looked up with wide, distraught eyes as the specks disappeared in the horizon, Omegamon with them.
Alphamon grimaced and, in an act of rage and anguish, drove his fist deep into the ground.
“OMEGAMON!”