Digimon Seductive Shadows
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An update in the SS thread?
It's more likely then you think.
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Her quick thinking had bought them a few seconds, but they would quickly come to an end. MetalGreymon had reacted first, taking to the air moments after LadyDevimon. However, his aerial speed was nowhere near LadyDevimonÆs; sheÆd stopped high above it all before he could get ten meters off the ground.
Megadramon and Gigadramon didnÆt respond quite as fast, but they were literally born for aerial combat; the moment they became aware of her, they twisted in midair and pursued her.
Far beneath them, Andromon continued giving orders. Large, bulky shapes began to ascend; shapes Takato easily recognized as Guardromon.
It didnÆt take a genius to understand the situation; three Perfects and a group of Adults were attacking a single Perfect Digimon. Takato felt that LadyDevimon was very powerful, even for a Perfect, but the fact remained that sheÆd already had to fight Knightmon and that these three new challengers had the home field advantage.
And Takato could tell just by looking at them that each one of these Perfects was an engine of destruction. He didnÆt need his knowledge of all things Digimon related to see that, but it didnÆt hurt.
He quickly came to a conclusion.
If they decided to stay here, they were screwed.
If it was just MetalGreymon, LadyDevimon could use their smaller size and superior mobility to her advantage.
Even if she had to fight both Megadramon and Gigadramon, she would still have her smaller size.
The group of Guardromon she could probably overpower.
But all of them at once?
No way. As soon as fighting broke out, the entire sky was going to be full of attacks and missiles. Most of them would probably belong to the weaker Guardromon, sure, but in a situation like that, it wouldnÆt matter. One explosion would trigger any other attacks nearby. That explosion would then trigger another and that one another still.
And so on and so forth, until the sky was on fire.
They couldnÆt win this fight, because having a fight to begin with would mean losing.
That left only one option.
They had to get out of here.
Now.
ôLadyDevimon.ö He whispered. ôI think now would be a good time to make ourselves scarce.ö
His partner nodded, her eyes scanning the approaching figures. They had but seconds until they would have no choice but to fight a losing battle.
But running away had its own issues.
If an enemy runs, he always risks being followed. If she just took off, they would pursue her. And while she was confident in her speed, she wasnÆt quite ready to bet her life on it and it alone against opponents of unknown power and ability.
No, she had to keep them from following her at all.
But how?
Making peace with them didnÆt seem like an option, especially if they learnt she killed Knightmon.
If killing them all was an option, this wouldnÆt be an issue. She didnÆt know as much about these Digimon as her Tamer, but she trusted him; if he said that running would be a good idea, it probably was.
In that caseà
She had to get away without any of them knowing where she went.
She narrowed her eyes then, her mind thinking quickly, calculating and strategizing.
ôTakato, do you trust me?ö She asked.
ôWith my life.ö He replied without hesitation.
She smiled at him.
ôThen trust me now. I need you to keep quiet and not draw attention to yourself.ö
ôNo problem.ö
She shook her head slowly.
ôNo. ItÆs going to be hard, considering what IÆm about to do. But no matter what happens, I wonÆt let you get hurt, soàjust be quiet for a little while, okay?ö
He looked at her with a serious expression on his face and nodded firmly.
So she let him go and watched him fall.
It's more likely then you think.
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Her quick thinking had bought them a few seconds, but they would quickly come to an end. MetalGreymon had reacted first, taking to the air moments after LadyDevimon. However, his aerial speed was nowhere near LadyDevimonÆs; sheÆd stopped high above it all before he could get ten meters off the ground.
Megadramon and Gigadramon didnÆt respond quite as fast, but they were literally born for aerial combat; the moment they became aware of her, they twisted in midair and pursued her.
Far beneath them, Andromon continued giving orders. Large, bulky shapes began to ascend; shapes Takato easily recognized as Guardromon.
It didnÆt take a genius to understand the situation; three Perfects and a group of Adults were attacking a single Perfect Digimon. Takato felt that LadyDevimon was very powerful, even for a Perfect, but the fact remained that sheÆd already had to fight Knightmon and that these three new challengers had the home field advantage.
And Takato could tell just by looking at them that each one of these Perfects was an engine of destruction. He didnÆt need his knowledge of all things Digimon related to see that, but it didnÆt hurt.
He quickly came to a conclusion.
If they decided to stay here, they were screwed.
If it was just MetalGreymon, LadyDevimon could use their smaller size and superior mobility to her advantage.
Even if she had to fight both Megadramon and Gigadramon, she would still have her smaller size.
The group of Guardromon she could probably overpower.
But all of them at once?
No way. As soon as fighting broke out, the entire sky was going to be full of attacks and missiles. Most of them would probably belong to the weaker Guardromon, sure, but in a situation like that, it wouldnÆt matter. One explosion would trigger any other attacks nearby. That explosion would then trigger another and that one another still.
And so on and so forth, until the sky was on fire.
They couldnÆt win this fight, because having a fight to begin with would mean losing.
That left only one option.
They had to get out of here.
Now.
ôLadyDevimon.ö He whispered. ôI think now would be a good time to make ourselves scarce.ö
His partner nodded, her eyes scanning the approaching figures. They had but seconds until they would have no choice but to fight a losing battle.
But running away had its own issues.
If an enemy runs, he always risks being followed. If she just took off, they would pursue her. And while she was confident in her speed, she wasnÆt quite ready to bet her life on it and it alone against opponents of unknown power and ability.
No, she had to keep them from following her at all.
But how?
Making peace with them didnÆt seem like an option, especially if they learnt she killed Knightmon.
If killing them all was an option, this wouldnÆt be an issue. She didnÆt know as much about these Digimon as her Tamer, but she trusted him; if he said that running would be a good idea, it probably was.
In that caseà
She had to get away without any of them knowing where she went.
She narrowed her eyes then, her mind thinking quickly, calculating and strategizing.
ôTakato, do you trust me?ö She asked.
ôWith my life.ö He replied without hesitation.
She smiled at him.
ôThen trust me now. I need you to keep quiet and not draw attention to yourself.ö
ôNo problem.ö
She shook her head slowly.
ôNo. ItÆs going to be hard, considering what IÆm about to do. But no matter what happens, I wonÆt let you get hurt, soàjust be quiet for a little while, okay?ö
He looked at her with a serious expression on his face and nodded firmly.
So she let him go and watched him fall.
XxXXxX
Falling from the sky, Takato mused in that brief moment of calm before panic set in, was an interesting experience. It was pretty much the same as jumping from a high place, except the ground was a lot further away.
It was getting closer extremely quickly, however.
The moment of calm passed and Takato worked quickly through fear and stopped on terror. He stayed silent in those first moments, but while he would have liked to say it was because of his bravery in the face of danger, it was mainly because he was too shocked to even speak. But that moment would pass too, he knew.
Indeed, a moment later, he wanted to scream and he unconsciously opened his mouth to do so. The air resistance was immense, but even through it he almost cried out.
But then he stopped.
She said it would be okay, Takato remembered. And we are partners. She would not let me down.
A so Takato stayed quiet. But it still was not because of courage or bravery, or, at least, he didnÆt think so.
But it wasnÆt fear or shock, either.
It was a simple thing that nonetheless had always defined Matsuda Takato.
He believed.
And the sky darkened as the Heavens were flooded with bats.
XxXXxX
LadyDevimon nearly sighed in relief.
Her bats had caught Takato.
Her partner was as safe as he could be, in this situation.
But they still had a great deal to worry about.
She narrowed her eyes in thought before closing them completely.
SheÆd used her Darkness Wave to give them cover and hide them from their opponents. While she could try to just leave, it was still risky; she couldnÆt be sure exactly who was after her, what their capabilities were, or how much effort they would put into finding her.
Wellàafter this was over, she could ask Takato about the first two questions, but if she made a mistake now, it could be too late by then. Because, while she couldnÆt know how much effort theyÆd put into finding her, she could guess.
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
It stood to reason that theyÆd want her dead.
Noàshe could escape now, but she couldnÆt guarantee their safety.
But perhaps she could buy them some time.
A mental command had her bats making noise.
Anybody else would have thought it was nothing more than that.
But sheÆd been the one to give the command, so she knew better.
If she wanted them safe for as long as possible, then it was simple enough to do.
She just had to cripple their ability to come after them.
Her bats shrouded her from sight, but the reverse was true as well; she could not see them, either.
But it didnÆt matter.
SheÆd told her bats to make noise when they were nearby an enemy; specifically, when they came within a meter of anyone but her and Takato.
And from that noise, she could derive a wealth of information, if she had good enough hearing.
She shut off the power and data that her body normally devoted to her sight; that is, what it used to turn data into visual information. She did the same with most of her speaking ability; she wouldnÆt need that right now. Finally, she shut off her noseÆs ability to turn data into scents.
And she funneled all of that freed processing ability directly into her ears.
The sudden change in how she viewed the world disoriented her for a moment, though it may have just been her equilibrium being thrown off. But her enemies, still blind as, well, bats, werenÆt able to take advantage of that momentary weakness and she quickly recovered.
There were a multitude of relatively small targets, which she associated with the Guardromon and then proceeded to ignore. They were dangerous in large groups, but if she grabbed Takato and ran, their low speed would eliminate them as a threat. They could quickly outpace them and hide. She already had a plan for them, besides.
A larger shape was moving through the air wearily; MetalGreymon, she supposed. He was attacking the bats cautiously, obviously expecting a trick. There was one, of course, but it was meant for the Guardromon; it wouldnÆt work on MetalGreymon, in all likelihood, butàit would work as a distraction, she supposed. She didnÆt really care about him, either; he was fast, from a relative standpoint, but she could leave him in the dust with little effort.
But there were two massive shapes drifting through the cloud of bats, destroying many of them as they did.
Megadramon and Gigadramon, the ones she was looking for. If she tried to run, these would be the ones most likely to give chase. She felt she was faster, but she didnÆt want to risk anything when TakatoÆs life was on the line.
They had to be dealt with. Ideally, killed, but she would settle for taking them out of the fight. And she couldnÆt let herself get injured in the process, or she might not be able to run away with Takato.
But then, thatÆs what the bats were for, wasnÆt it?
Another mental command and the, to that point, docile creatures immediately began to attack. SheÆd waited until this point as her servants got Takato far enough away under the cover of darkness, but now there was no need to hold back.
SheÆd leave this place with Takato.
And sheÆd burn everyone who tried to get in her way from the face of this World.
Falling from the sky, Takato mused in that brief moment of calm before panic set in, was an interesting experience. It was pretty much the same as jumping from a high place, except the ground was a lot further away.
It was getting closer extremely quickly, however.
The moment of calm passed and Takato worked quickly through fear and stopped on terror. He stayed silent in those first moments, but while he would have liked to say it was because of his bravery in the face of danger, it was mainly because he was too shocked to even speak. But that moment would pass too, he knew.
Indeed, a moment later, he wanted to scream and he unconsciously opened his mouth to do so. The air resistance was immense, but even through it he almost cried out.
But then he stopped.
She said it would be okay, Takato remembered. And we are partners. She would not let me down.
A so Takato stayed quiet. But it still was not because of courage or bravery, or, at least, he didnÆt think so.
But it wasnÆt fear or shock, either.
It was a simple thing that nonetheless had always defined Matsuda Takato.
He believed.
And the sky darkened as the Heavens were flooded with bats.
XxXXxX
LadyDevimon nearly sighed in relief.
Her bats had caught Takato.
Her partner was as safe as he could be, in this situation.
But they still had a great deal to worry about.
She narrowed her eyes in thought before closing them completely.
SheÆd used her Darkness Wave to give them cover and hide them from their opponents. While she could try to just leave, it was still risky; she couldnÆt be sure exactly who was after her, what their capabilities were, or how much effort they would put into finding her.
Wellàafter this was over, she could ask Takato about the first two questions, but if she made a mistake now, it could be too late by then. Because, while she couldnÆt know how much effort theyÆd put into finding her, she could guess.
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
It stood to reason that theyÆd want her dead.
Noàshe could escape now, but she couldnÆt guarantee their safety.
But perhaps she could buy them some time.
A mental command had her bats making noise.
Anybody else would have thought it was nothing more than that.
But sheÆd been the one to give the command, so she knew better.
If she wanted them safe for as long as possible, then it was simple enough to do.
She just had to cripple their ability to come after them.
Her bats shrouded her from sight, but the reverse was true as well; she could not see them, either.
But it didnÆt matter.
SheÆd told her bats to make noise when they were nearby an enemy; specifically, when they came within a meter of anyone but her and Takato.
And from that noise, she could derive a wealth of information, if she had good enough hearing.
She shut off the power and data that her body normally devoted to her sight; that is, what it used to turn data into visual information. She did the same with most of her speaking ability; she wouldnÆt need that right now. Finally, she shut off her noseÆs ability to turn data into scents.
And she funneled all of that freed processing ability directly into her ears.
The sudden change in how she viewed the world disoriented her for a moment, though it may have just been her equilibrium being thrown off. But her enemies, still blind as, well, bats, werenÆt able to take advantage of that momentary weakness and she quickly recovered.
There were a multitude of relatively small targets, which she associated with the Guardromon and then proceeded to ignore. They were dangerous in large groups, but if she grabbed Takato and ran, their low speed would eliminate them as a threat. They could quickly outpace them and hide. She already had a plan for them, besides.
A larger shape was moving through the air wearily; MetalGreymon, she supposed. He was attacking the bats cautiously, obviously expecting a trick. There was one, of course, but it was meant for the Guardromon; it wouldnÆt work on MetalGreymon, in all likelihood, butàit would work as a distraction, she supposed. She didnÆt really care about him, either; he was fast, from a relative standpoint, but she could leave him in the dust with little effort.
But there were two massive shapes drifting through the cloud of bats, destroying many of them as they did.
Megadramon and Gigadramon, the ones she was looking for. If she tried to run, these would be the ones most likely to give chase. She felt she was faster, but she didnÆt want to risk anything when TakatoÆs life was on the line.
They had to be dealt with. Ideally, killed, but she would settle for taking them out of the fight. And she couldnÆt let herself get injured in the process, or she might not be able to run away with Takato.
But then, thatÆs what the bats were for, wasnÆt it?
Another mental command and the, to that point, docile creatures immediately began to attack. SheÆd waited until this point as her servants got Takato far enough away under the cover of darkness, but now there was no need to hold back.
SheÆd leave this place with Takato.
And sheÆd burn everyone who tried to get in her way from the face of this World.
But it was fear or shock, either.
should be
But it wasn't fear or shock, either.
it could be too later by then.
should be
it could be too late by then.
theyÆd put into minding her,
should be
theyÆd put into finding her,
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
should be
She killed Knightmon and stole the Master Key.
should be
But it wasn't fear or shock, either.
it could be too later by then.
should be
it could be too late by then.
theyÆd put into minding her,
should be
theyÆd put into finding her,
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
should be
She killed Knightmon and stole the Master Key.
Flamewolf said:
But it was fear or shock, either.
should be
But it wasn't fear or shock, either.
it could be too later by then.
should be
it could be too late by then.
theyÆd put into minding her,
should be
theyÆd put into finding her,
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
should be
She killed Knightmon and stole the Master Key.
should be
But it wasn't fear or shock, either.
it could be too later by then.
should be
it could be too late by then.
theyÆd put into minding her,
should be
theyÆd put into finding her,
SheÆd killed Knightmon and stolen the Master Key.
should be
She killed Knightmon and stole the Master Key.
Her arm extended silently into a sharp spike, keenly pointed. Here, her bats served another purpose, hiding her from the attention of those around her—she knew, and Knightmon had confirmed, that doing this would draw attention she didn’t want, if it were seen, but with that worry eliminated, she quickly murmured the words to activate her Crest. It traced itself into existence in the air beneath her feet, but she felt certain no one would be able to notice anything meaningful through the clouding colony around her.
After several seconds, the light faded and she got too work. First things first—the biggest problems.
She was glad she’d tested this on Knightmon and proven its effectiveness—it made planning around her capabilities much simpler. Megadramon and Gigadramon were significantly bigger then Knightmon was, and stronger as well, but…that was fine. Completely halting a target wasn’t necessary, in most situations—quartering, even halving, someone’s speed would be enough for this.
Megadramon seemed to be the faster of the pair, so she targeted him first. His location clear in her mind, she willed her Crest to work its magic, and almost immediately the mechanical dragon sank several feet, unprepared for the sudden pressure upon him. Almost immediately, its wings began to flap with all their might, pushing against the sudden resistance with all their might, trying to keep him stable, but she simply doubled the force, forcing him to struggle just to keep from sinking.
As immense as the effects of multiplication of weight can be on an opponent on the ground, if used on one in the air or the water…
She aimed her Darkness spear carefully, targeting its right wing, and then dove for the nearly stationary target. She couldn’t see him, but the sudden resistance when her warped arm sank into flesh was enough to let her know that she’d hit true—and with one of its wings suddenly damaged, remaining aloft was impossible, and the larger Digimon began to almost immediately fall towards the Earth.
Next, she turned her attention to its companion. A brief glance earlier had told her that his wings were made of metal—probably one of the reasons he was slower than his counterpart. Still, given that he didn’t fly by purely biological means, she doubted she’d be able to remove his ability to fly with the same method. Oh, well.
Another Darkness Wave renewed the number of bats in the sky, though creating so many and keeping them present so long was an uncomfortable drain on her energy. Still, to take down three powerful Perfects and insure her Tamers safety? It was a small price to pay. With the renewed bats attacking furiously and hiding her from sight, it was easy enough to circle around behind Gigadramon, being the only one who could see.
With the Crest of Lust ensuring he wouldn’t be capable of dodging even should he somehow notice her, she used her strongest attack. Poison struck him straight in the back and she faded away the moment her attack hit, disappearing from sight. Her Poison would spread quickly and turn his own power against him, destroying him from within painfully. Before long, he’d be unable to continue flying because of the immense pain, and be forced to either land or fall like his companion had. From there…who knows? It’d be for the best if he simply died, but it didn’t matter even if they had someone capable of saving him down below—so long as he was down long enough for her to make her getaway, she honestly didn’t care either way, though she’d rather he died just on principle.
Which left only MetalGreymon. The slowest of them all, there was little threat of him catching up to them. On the other hand, he was a Servant of Yggdrasil. Takato’s safety came before all else, but…
“I hate them.†She whispered to herself, remembering the words she’d told Takato. “I wish they would all die.â€
It had only been a few weeks ago now, hadn’t it? Her life had changed so drastically in such a short time, but…that forest and the village and the X Program before them…
She could come up with reasons to justify this, too Takato. If she wanted to, there were lots of ways to explain this—it would be safer if MetalGreymon, the last of the flying Perfects was no longer a threat. Or that if they caught up with them somehow, it would be better for them if the bases power was as low as they could manage. She could even point out that if they weakened the base enough, X Digimon might attack, preoccupying Yggdrasil’s forces and making their lives easier. And honestly? All that’s true.
But if he asked, she’d tell him the truth, just as he had done with her. This? She did just for spite.
She rose like a bullet, ascending higher and higher into the air. She willed her sight to return to her and dimmed her hearing once more, that she might see how high she now was. The colony of bats and the base beneath it shrank until it looked like a child’s toy, but even then she did not stop. She rose above the clouds and didn’t even slow, until the whole of the Urd Terminal seemed to stretch out around her and the blue sky began to fade to black, and it was only when the base was barely even visible that she stopped and turned.
And then she fell, like the angels must have fell from Heaven. Her arm extended once more into a spear as the friction heated the air around her, seeming to set it aflame. It hurt, but she didn’t care, focused on this and only this. She broke through terminal velocity in a second and then passed through the sound barrier a few moments after, gravity working with her to hasten her fall. The base and the bats that had all but disappeared from her sight regained their size in seconds, and her mental command had already sent the bats scurrying down to deal with the remaining Guardromon, leaving MetalGreymon visible.
At first, she must have been too high up for him to see. Now, she simply fell too quickly for him to recognize. When he noticed her, he tried to move—to dodge, to attack, to somehow respond—but it didn’t matter. In that moment, she used her Crest once more, not on him but on herself, speeding her descent far past her normal limits. In that instant, the world blurred around her.
One second, she was above MetalGreymon.
The next, she was below a cloud of data.
She slowed her fall with both great effort and assistance from her Crest, stopping right above the remaining bats. With no Perfects left in the air, they were swiftly winning over the Guardromon, slowly tearing them to pieces despite their number.
Even so, she was breathing hard—between the battle with Knightmon, the repeated use of a Crest that wasn’t made to be used with this body, the multitude of bats she had created, the use of her most exhausting attack, and that Fall, she was quickly getting tired. But…
She didn’t want to stop. She wanted to destroy this base like Yggdrasil had annihilated that village, tear it apart until there wasn’t a single stone left on another and everyone within it was dead at her hand. Once the Guardromon were destroyed, she would have complete control of the air and with MetalGreymon dead and Gigadramon hopefully dying, all she needed to do was finish of Megadramon and slay Andromon. Then, she would have free reign to do whatever she wanted to all those remaining—and what she wanted was to rip them into pieces.
Her body shook, as much with need as with exhaustion. She wanted to kill them. She needed to kill them. This feeling…it had a name. Bloodlust. This desire to kill them was a part of her very nature. Takato would understand.
Takato.
She closed her eyes.
Takato probably would understand. If she did this, if she slaughtered them all like animals, he would still probably understand. But they were here for a reason and this wasn’t about escaping any more. This was about her giving into her desires; about her basking in the destruction she wrought against those weaker than her. She could do this, she thought—Takato had been worried, but he hadn’t know about her Crest or the power it gave her.
There was a power in hatred and lust and the desire to inflict pain. She knew it—could feel it reaching out for her, hers to claim. With this hatred and these desires, she could slaughter them all, tear them apart, and make of herself—
What? She knew she was becoming something, but what? She didn’t know—no, rather, she couldn’t remember. An image was there at the edge of her mind, too blurred and faded to make out, but…
What was she? Where did this power come from? That name that came so easily to her lips, ‘Lilithmon’…that was her name, wasn’t it? That was who she was. Who she would be. But…what if…
She looked down at the base beneath her, a need for destruction and death clawing at her. She could destroy it. It’d be simply. And it’d be fun.
She flexed the fingers of one of her hands and flew off after Takato.
What was happening to her? She knew the answer. She was changing, evolving. But into what?
Hopefully Takato knew.
XxXXxX
After several seconds, the light faded and she got too work. First things first—the biggest problems.
She was glad she’d tested this on Knightmon and proven its effectiveness—it made planning around her capabilities much simpler. Megadramon and Gigadramon were significantly bigger then Knightmon was, and stronger as well, but…that was fine. Completely halting a target wasn’t necessary, in most situations—quartering, even halving, someone’s speed would be enough for this.
Megadramon seemed to be the faster of the pair, so she targeted him first. His location clear in her mind, she willed her Crest to work its magic, and almost immediately the mechanical dragon sank several feet, unprepared for the sudden pressure upon him. Almost immediately, its wings began to flap with all their might, pushing against the sudden resistance with all their might, trying to keep him stable, but she simply doubled the force, forcing him to struggle just to keep from sinking.
As immense as the effects of multiplication of weight can be on an opponent on the ground, if used on one in the air or the water…
She aimed her Darkness spear carefully, targeting its right wing, and then dove for the nearly stationary target. She couldn’t see him, but the sudden resistance when her warped arm sank into flesh was enough to let her know that she’d hit true—and with one of its wings suddenly damaged, remaining aloft was impossible, and the larger Digimon began to almost immediately fall towards the Earth.
Next, she turned her attention to its companion. A brief glance earlier had told her that his wings were made of metal—probably one of the reasons he was slower than his counterpart. Still, given that he didn’t fly by purely biological means, she doubted she’d be able to remove his ability to fly with the same method. Oh, well.
Another Darkness Wave renewed the number of bats in the sky, though creating so many and keeping them present so long was an uncomfortable drain on her energy. Still, to take down three powerful Perfects and insure her Tamers safety? It was a small price to pay. With the renewed bats attacking furiously and hiding her from sight, it was easy enough to circle around behind Gigadramon, being the only one who could see.
With the Crest of Lust ensuring he wouldn’t be capable of dodging even should he somehow notice her, she used her strongest attack. Poison struck him straight in the back and she faded away the moment her attack hit, disappearing from sight. Her Poison would spread quickly and turn his own power against him, destroying him from within painfully. Before long, he’d be unable to continue flying because of the immense pain, and be forced to either land or fall like his companion had. From there…who knows? It’d be for the best if he simply died, but it didn’t matter even if they had someone capable of saving him down below—so long as he was down long enough for her to make her getaway, she honestly didn’t care either way, though she’d rather he died just on principle.
Which left only MetalGreymon. The slowest of them all, there was little threat of him catching up to them. On the other hand, he was a Servant of Yggdrasil. Takato’s safety came before all else, but…
“I hate them.†She whispered to herself, remembering the words she’d told Takato. “I wish they would all die.â€
It had only been a few weeks ago now, hadn’t it? Her life had changed so drastically in such a short time, but…that forest and the village and the X Program before them…
She could come up with reasons to justify this, too Takato. If she wanted to, there were lots of ways to explain this—it would be safer if MetalGreymon, the last of the flying Perfects was no longer a threat. Or that if they caught up with them somehow, it would be better for them if the bases power was as low as they could manage. She could even point out that if they weakened the base enough, X Digimon might attack, preoccupying Yggdrasil’s forces and making their lives easier. And honestly? All that’s true.
But if he asked, she’d tell him the truth, just as he had done with her. This? She did just for spite.
She rose like a bullet, ascending higher and higher into the air. She willed her sight to return to her and dimmed her hearing once more, that she might see how high she now was. The colony of bats and the base beneath it shrank until it looked like a child’s toy, but even then she did not stop. She rose above the clouds and didn’t even slow, until the whole of the Urd Terminal seemed to stretch out around her and the blue sky began to fade to black, and it was only when the base was barely even visible that she stopped and turned.
And then she fell, like the angels must have fell from Heaven. Her arm extended once more into a spear as the friction heated the air around her, seeming to set it aflame. It hurt, but she didn’t care, focused on this and only this. She broke through terminal velocity in a second and then passed through the sound barrier a few moments after, gravity working with her to hasten her fall. The base and the bats that had all but disappeared from her sight regained their size in seconds, and her mental command had already sent the bats scurrying down to deal with the remaining Guardromon, leaving MetalGreymon visible.
At first, she must have been too high up for him to see. Now, she simply fell too quickly for him to recognize. When he noticed her, he tried to move—to dodge, to attack, to somehow respond—but it didn’t matter. In that moment, she used her Crest once more, not on him but on herself, speeding her descent far past her normal limits. In that instant, the world blurred around her.
One second, she was above MetalGreymon.
The next, she was below a cloud of data.
She slowed her fall with both great effort and assistance from her Crest, stopping right above the remaining bats. With no Perfects left in the air, they were swiftly winning over the Guardromon, slowly tearing them to pieces despite their number.
Even so, she was breathing hard—between the battle with Knightmon, the repeated use of a Crest that wasn’t made to be used with this body, the multitude of bats she had created, the use of her most exhausting attack, and that Fall, she was quickly getting tired. But…
She didn’t want to stop. She wanted to destroy this base like Yggdrasil had annihilated that village, tear it apart until there wasn’t a single stone left on another and everyone within it was dead at her hand. Once the Guardromon were destroyed, she would have complete control of the air and with MetalGreymon dead and Gigadramon hopefully dying, all she needed to do was finish of Megadramon and slay Andromon. Then, she would have free reign to do whatever she wanted to all those remaining—and what she wanted was to rip them into pieces.
Her body shook, as much with need as with exhaustion. She wanted to kill them. She needed to kill them. This feeling…it had a name. Bloodlust. This desire to kill them was a part of her very nature. Takato would understand.
Takato.
She closed her eyes.
Takato probably would understand. If she did this, if she slaughtered them all like animals, he would still probably understand. But they were here for a reason and this wasn’t about escaping any more. This was about her giving into her desires; about her basking in the destruction she wrought against those weaker than her. She could do this, she thought—Takato had been worried, but he hadn’t know about her Crest or the power it gave her.
There was a power in hatred and lust and the desire to inflict pain. She knew it—could feel it reaching out for her, hers to claim. With this hatred and these desires, she could slaughter them all, tear them apart, and make of herself—
What? She knew she was becoming something, but what? She didn’t know—no, rather, she couldn’t remember. An image was there at the edge of her mind, too blurred and faded to make out, but…
What was she? Where did this power come from? That name that came so easily to her lips, ‘Lilithmon’…that was her name, wasn’t it? That was who she was. Who she would be. But…what if…
She looked down at the base beneath her, a need for destruction and death clawing at her. She could destroy it. It’d be simply. And it’d be fun.
She flexed the fingers of one of her hands and flew off after Takato.
What was happening to her? She knew the answer. She was changing, evolving. But into what?
Hopefully Takato knew.
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Solaris said:
Yay, it's still alive.
But man, her Demon Lord heritage really is affecting her now huh.
Still, I'm kind of surprised that she's the straightforward demon type. Then again, if Wrath/Demon can be a manipulator then I guess Lust can be a fighter. Especially if bloodlust is under her profile.
But man, her Demon Lord heritage really is affecting her now huh.
Still, I'm kind of surprised that she's the straightforward demon type. Then again, if Wrath/Demon can be a manipulator then I guess Lust can be a fighter. Especially if bloodlust is under her profile.
When she reaches Ultimate it is likely she will have it more under control, and yet at the same time the aspects of her personality representing her Crest will become more prominent.
Keep in mind while Demon is a master manipulator it does not change the fact that he wants everyone who opposes him to die horribly. He just accepts that working towards it slowly is a better way to ensure that it happens. It does not change his end goals, just takes a more subtle approach to achieving them. And ensures that it effects as many of his enemies as possible.
Solaris said:
But man, her Demon Lord heritage really is affecting her now huh.
Still, I'm kind of surprised that she's the straightforward demon type. Then again, if Wrath/Demon can be a manipulator then I guess Lust can be a fighter. Especially if bloodlust is under her profile.
Still, I'm kind of surprised that she's the straightforward demon type. Then again, if Wrath/Demon can be a manipulator then I guess Lust can be a fighter. Especially if bloodlust is under her profile.
But yeah, pretty much any kind of intense desire qualifies--lust for knowledge, for power, for pleasure, for life, for blood, for food, etc. Any type of desire or want can work, really--notably, Plotmon evolved using bloodlust and BlackTailmon just really wanted to protect her partner.
The thing about desires, though, is that they tend to run out of control and to blind.
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The bats that had caught him earlier had carried him quickly away from the battlefield. They held him only just above the treetops, close enough to hopefully hide their movements somewhat from any observers, but far away enough that their flight was not hindered.
Still, Takato was not worried about being caught. LadyDevimon was causing enough havoc that he doubted anyone would have noticed him even if they had flown higher. Being carried by a bunch of bats wasn’t enormously comfortable, but they moved surprisingly quickly and from above he doubted anyone would recognize him even if they saw him, so he supposed he couldn’t complain.
Still, he was worried about his partner. She’d just finished a battle against Knightmon in which she’d almost died and now she was facing off against several other Perfect Digimon at the same time. He had faith in his partner and was sure that she knew what she was doing, but…it was taking her awhile to catch up. Had she been caught? Was she fighting now?
Not for the first time, Takato wished he had been able to take his cards with him. If nothing else, he’d be able to do something to help—as is, he was basically around for emotional support and useless for anything else. For that reason, he’d resolved to do everything he could, no matter how stupid or dangerous; he wasn’t so stupid that he didn’t realize that standing between his partner and dangerous Digimon was foolish and dangerous. But when he’d seen her about to die, even if his actions may have done nothing, he’d known he had to do something.
After all…what good was he otherwise? To LadyDevimon and Guilmon.
Carefully, making sure he had a good grip on it and wouldn’t drop it, he look out his Digivice. His second Digivice, to be precise—or third, he supposed, since his first had gotten destroyed after Megidramon. The sign that he and BlackTailmon were partners. His feelings on that were mixed; not about BlackTailmon, who he was glad he was able to help and protect, if only by evolving her, but about Guilmon. Or Dukemon, as he was being called now, somehow. The Ultimate form they’d reached together, his partner had somehow obtained alone. Which meant…
What? What did that mean? He hadn’t had much time to worry about it, since they’d jumped from dangerous situation to dangerous situation, but now he couldn’t keep it from creeping into his thoughts. Takato was glad for his partner, truly—with the power of an Ultimate, Takato knew he would be safe, and he knew his partner would do everything in his power to keep the others safe as well, but still, what did his partner’s ability to reach Ultimate alone mean, truly? Did it have something to do with how he suddenly got another partner? Did he even have ‘another’ partner or had the bond between he and Guilmon been severed?
Takato didn’t want that to happen. He hadn’t had any reason to carry his D-Arc with him the day he’d fallen back into the Digital World, so he had no way of checking and in the Real World, separated from their partners, the D-Arcs had all gone dark and useless. He knew Dukemon was alive, at least, something they’d all worried about when their D-Arcs had stopped functioning, but…in the entire time he’d been here, he hadn’t felt anything unusual—the pain he felt when his partner was injured hadn’t occurred at all. Did that just mean his partner hadn’t been hurt, or was that a sign that…
And what were the Royal Knights? He hadn’t wanted to ask, since it might have been suspicious if everyone had known and he didn’t, but…Guilmon was a part of a new group now. But a group that did what? He knew from what he’d learned that the only Digimon that were in this world were the ones that broken in and the ones that had been chosen by Yggdrasil. Everyone had called him Dukemon, not Dukemon X, so…he’d been picked? Takato was thankful beyond words that his friend was alive, but if he’d been chosen, what did that mean? An Ultimate level like Dukemon couldn’t have been thrown in at random, could he? And Knightmon had called him ‘Lord Dukemon,’ too. But if he’d been picked specifically by Yggdrasil’s servants with respect, could that mean…
No. Takato refused to even think about that. His partner would never work with Yggdrasil.
But a part of him couldn’t help but remind him that even now, he didn’t have anywhere near the whole picture. Who knew what had happened during and before Yggdrasil put his plan into motion? He knew a bit about what had happened to Plotmon, but millions and millions of other Digimon had faced the same and who knew what they’d gone through. If Guilmon had lived through all that…seen all that…could he really be so sure—
No. He had no way of knowing what had happened to his partner while they’d been separated or what he’d faced or endured. But it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter whether or not his partner needed his help to evolve any more or even if there still existed a bond between them; the fact that they were partners and friends had nothing to do with any of that. And he believed in his friend—he’d hear what had happened from his friends own lips, no matter how things looked.
Now if only he could find him.
A sudden light from his D-Arc drew him from his thoughts as the holographic compass appeared, pointing behind him. He tried looking over his shoulder, but the bats were in the way, so he just waited instead—but luckily, he didn’t have to wait very long. A black blur quickly outpaced the bats carrying him before slowing instantly once it was in front of him. LadyDevimon floated backwards just fast enough to keep a constant distance between them.
“I dealt with Megadramon, Gigadramon, and MetalGreymon. MetalGreymon is dead—Gigadramon might be too, but I didn’t stick around long enough to find out. They won’t be following us.†She said, though Takato noticed that she sounded tired and…upset? But then her words registered, distracting him.
“All three of them? Wow, you must be on a roll…†He trailed of, surprise quickly being replaced by worry as he got a good look at his friend. “LadyDevimon, what happened?â€
The black cloth covering most of her frame made it a bit hard to tell, but parts of the cloth seemed slightly burnt, as did several parts of her flesh. It didn’t look dangerous, especially for a Digimon, but…
She glanced down at herself, seeming only to just notice the burns, and grimaced.
“Ah, it’s nothing. I must have gotten them when I was reentering orbit and…it’s nothing. None of them hurt me, I was just testing something out.†She said, waving away his worry with a gesture. “I’ll be fine in a little bit, but, um…I need to talk to you about something. Can we talk?â€
“Um, yeah, sure. Let’s just find a place to sit down for a bit.†Takato answered, brow furrowing in concern. His partner drifted closer, catching him as the bats suddenly disappeared, and in a moment they were off again.
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The bats that had caught him earlier had carried him quickly away from the battlefield. They held him only just above the treetops, close enough to hopefully hide their movements somewhat from any observers, but far away enough that their flight was not hindered.
Still, Takato was not worried about being caught. LadyDevimon was causing enough havoc that he doubted anyone would have noticed him even if they had flown higher. Being carried by a bunch of bats wasn’t enormously comfortable, but they moved surprisingly quickly and from above he doubted anyone would recognize him even if they saw him, so he supposed he couldn’t complain.
Still, he was worried about his partner. She’d just finished a battle against Knightmon in which she’d almost died and now she was facing off against several other Perfect Digimon at the same time. He had faith in his partner and was sure that she knew what she was doing, but…it was taking her awhile to catch up. Had she been caught? Was she fighting now?
Not for the first time, Takato wished he had been able to take his cards with him. If nothing else, he’d be able to do something to help—as is, he was basically around for emotional support and useless for anything else. For that reason, he’d resolved to do everything he could, no matter how stupid or dangerous; he wasn’t so stupid that he didn’t realize that standing between his partner and dangerous Digimon was foolish and dangerous. But when he’d seen her about to die, even if his actions may have done nothing, he’d known he had to do something.
After all…what good was he otherwise? To LadyDevimon and Guilmon.
Carefully, making sure he had a good grip on it and wouldn’t drop it, he look out his Digivice. His second Digivice, to be precise—or third, he supposed, since his first had gotten destroyed after Megidramon. The sign that he and BlackTailmon were partners. His feelings on that were mixed; not about BlackTailmon, who he was glad he was able to help and protect, if only by evolving her, but about Guilmon. Or Dukemon, as he was being called now, somehow. The Ultimate form they’d reached together, his partner had somehow obtained alone. Which meant…
What? What did that mean? He hadn’t had much time to worry about it, since they’d jumped from dangerous situation to dangerous situation, but now he couldn’t keep it from creeping into his thoughts. Takato was glad for his partner, truly—with the power of an Ultimate, Takato knew he would be safe, and he knew his partner would do everything in his power to keep the others safe as well, but still, what did his partner’s ability to reach Ultimate alone mean, truly? Did it have something to do with how he suddenly got another partner? Did he even have ‘another’ partner or had the bond between he and Guilmon been severed?
Takato didn’t want that to happen. He hadn’t had any reason to carry his D-Arc with him the day he’d fallen back into the Digital World, so he had no way of checking and in the Real World, separated from their partners, the D-Arcs had all gone dark and useless. He knew Dukemon was alive, at least, something they’d all worried about when their D-Arcs had stopped functioning, but…in the entire time he’d been here, he hadn’t felt anything unusual—the pain he felt when his partner was injured hadn’t occurred at all. Did that just mean his partner hadn’t been hurt, or was that a sign that…
And what were the Royal Knights? He hadn’t wanted to ask, since it might have been suspicious if everyone had known and he didn’t, but…Guilmon was a part of a new group now. But a group that did what? He knew from what he’d learned that the only Digimon that were in this world were the ones that broken in and the ones that had been chosen by Yggdrasil. Everyone had called him Dukemon, not Dukemon X, so…he’d been picked? Takato was thankful beyond words that his friend was alive, but if he’d been chosen, what did that mean? An Ultimate level like Dukemon couldn’t have been thrown in at random, could he? And Knightmon had called him ‘Lord Dukemon,’ too. But if he’d been picked specifically by Yggdrasil’s servants with respect, could that mean…
No. Takato refused to even think about that. His partner would never work with Yggdrasil.
But a part of him couldn’t help but remind him that even now, he didn’t have anywhere near the whole picture. Who knew what had happened during and before Yggdrasil put his plan into motion? He knew a bit about what had happened to Plotmon, but millions and millions of other Digimon had faced the same and who knew what they’d gone through. If Guilmon had lived through all that…seen all that…could he really be so sure—
No. He had no way of knowing what had happened to his partner while they’d been separated or what he’d faced or endured. But it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter whether or not his partner needed his help to evolve any more or even if there still existed a bond between them; the fact that they were partners and friends had nothing to do with any of that. And he believed in his friend—he’d hear what had happened from his friends own lips, no matter how things looked.
Now if only he could find him.
A sudden light from his D-Arc drew him from his thoughts as the holographic compass appeared, pointing behind him. He tried looking over his shoulder, but the bats were in the way, so he just waited instead—but luckily, he didn’t have to wait very long. A black blur quickly outpaced the bats carrying him before slowing instantly once it was in front of him. LadyDevimon floated backwards just fast enough to keep a constant distance between them.
“I dealt with Megadramon, Gigadramon, and MetalGreymon. MetalGreymon is dead—Gigadramon might be too, but I didn’t stick around long enough to find out. They won’t be following us.†She said, though Takato noticed that she sounded tired and…upset? But then her words registered, distracting him.
“All three of them? Wow, you must be on a roll…†He trailed of, surprise quickly being replaced by worry as he got a good look at his friend. “LadyDevimon, what happened?â€
The black cloth covering most of her frame made it a bit hard to tell, but parts of the cloth seemed slightly burnt, as did several parts of her flesh. It didn’t look dangerous, especially for a Digimon, but…
She glanced down at herself, seeming only to just notice the burns, and grimaced.
“Ah, it’s nothing. I must have gotten them when I was reentering orbit and…it’s nothing. None of them hurt me, I was just testing something out.†She said, waving away his worry with a gesture. “I’ll be fine in a little bit, but, um…I need to talk to you about something. Can we talk?â€
“Um, yeah, sure. Let’s just find a place to sit down for a bit.†Takato answered, brow furrowing in concern. His partner drifted closer, catching him as the bats suddenly disappeared, and in a moment they were off again.
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