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════ The battle had started. It was that kid's NeoDevimon against Belphegor's Grademon. Marcus chuckled as he took a bite of his sandwhich. Watching the digimon twirl his twin blades around reminded him of that fight against another tamer's digimon that also claimed to be a samurai digimon. Turning his attention back to the white, porcelain table, Marcus smirked broke off a piece of his burger and handed it to the Cupimon that had already finished his cookie.

"Two powerful digimon are fighting and the locals just continue as if this is a regular routine." He chuckled to himself and turned back to watching the battle through the window that had long since been dirtied by unclean fingertips. "At this rate, the future we saw will occur much sooner than anticipated."

"Hmph... is that a bad thing?" Gaomon was sitting on the other side of the table with Hawkmon, tearing at a juicy digi-drumstick that was the size of one of his punching gloves. "I mean as I recall you seemed to like the results."

"True, but... I'm not ready to meet it yet." Placing his burger down, the tamer would sigh and lounge over the table, poking at the Cupimon's stomach like the pilsbury dough boy commercials that he'd seen back in the Real world. Gosh, how long had it been? Five years? Five years since he'd seen his real family, but here it seemed only as if two years had passed. He was really 21 years old, but according to the laws of the digital world, he was only... technically, 18 years. He had come to the digital world at the age of 16 and never would have imagined that he'd be here this long nor fighting on the side of evil. "I don't want to die yet..." he breathed out before closing his eyes for a brief nap.

The cupimon would glance at the tamer and then out to the window and then back to the now sleeping tamer. He would pat the boy on the head and would then move to stand on a wooden rail, pressing his forehead against the glass to get a better look.

After they had finished their meals, the Hawkmon and Gaomon would somewhat join Cupimon in watching, minus standing on the table or rails.
"Who do you think will win?"
"I dunno, my money is on the devil."
"Heh, really? I guess you wouldn't know what he was capable since you've never seen him fight." Gaomon chuckles at the knowledge he had. "You're in for a treat."

Kaguro flew straight at the cross slash to avoid the combo he felt the pain but not showing it mainly because of the mask " Stun Claw his body turned around faceing the samurai digimon" his arms extended tow the sides the shocking claws power would amplify due to the metal armor (assuming tat metal) each arm going for the shoulders to add to the combo he yelled out " Deep sorrow" flapping his wings creating gales or despair to through the enemy off blance in air for the stun claws to hit the mark if the stun claws didn't the winds would cause damage as well

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════ Raindrops fell with the force of bullets down on File Mountain, watering the field of the dead and wounded. The great war of the enlightened and the resistance had finally arrived and, from the looks of it, seemed like it would end with this final battle. Though both sides seemed to be even in number, difference of level in experience was far too great, almost as if children had been picked up off the streets and given a digimon to command in war and an unstable teaching to fuel them. This resulted in tremendous losses on both from both humans and digimon.

As a Garurumon was slain in combat, so had its tamer fallen to the hand of the victor, a truly terrible sight to behold. "I'm sorry Sho, time to go to... to a peaceful sleep." The mindless boy would claw at him in a feral rage and Marcus silently cried for a moment after having plunged his soul-forged gauntlet into the tamer's chest for a swift, yet no so swift blow. As he tried to stand back up, he staggered backwards from his wounds and increasing fatigue. His digimon MachGaogamon and Bantyoleomon were quick to catch him and stabilize him. "Dammit... how many more?!" As soon as he'd taken out that tamer another one was quick to take his place with the same deranged look written on the poor soul's face. "Destino, Hiro... get'em!" The two digimon would nod and do the best that they could to subdue the human and his Ogremon. It had been a long battle, this one was, and Marcus was not sure how much more he would be able to take.

"MARCUS!!! Are you still alive?" A familiar voice would call out.

Marcus would turn to greet the comrade. "Belphi-san, I'm here!" He would wave so the boy could find him. In response to the call, a tanned male with black hair and feathers hanging off the back would come running to join them. His clothing would be wet from the rain and tarnished by blood both from himself and his enemies. He would be followed by two of his partners, a Mummymon and a Grademon.

"Good, I was afraid that you'd fallen." The man would chuckle with relief. This moment of relief would be short lived as the howl of madness would echo from all around them. "F****, looks like this break will have to wait. Zenji, Sogeking... Get ready!" Belphegor would pull up iron rod that he'd recently confiscated from an enraged tamer youth and would hold it like a samurai sword. It was bent and blooded from overuse, though more than likely not from him having used it, but the owner before him.

Both digimon would nod and turn in different directions as it sounded very much like they were surround. Zenji would draw both of his blades and Sogeking would point his rifle, swaying from the left to right in slight anticipation.

Destino and Hiro would return to Marcus with a huff and signs that they'd been fighting for a long time. "We're... surrounded... can't... fight... them all." The red-colored machgaogamon would glow and return back to his base form, gaomon.

Marcus would kneel down to meet the digimon, "It's alright, you did well. Go back to the farm and have Kimiroga treat your injuries." Pulling out his digivice, the tamer would press the return button and point it out the tired dog digimon. He would then stand back up and glance at the horde of tamers and digimon. "Looks like I'll have to do it now." He would extend his blacked hand upwards toward the sky ready to call upon his greatest digimon even though it would probably kill him. "Great factor that judges al--"

"WAIT!!" Marcus would be cut off as Belphegor grabbed his arm and pulled it down. "You don't have to do this... there is another way other than killing yourself!" Belphegor would stop for a moment and turn towards his digimon. "Buy us some time, okay Sogeking?" the boy's digisoul would flare up allowing the mummy digimon to go to mega form, Daemon, and soon have the group surrounded by a ring of intense yet extinguishable fire. Turning back to Marcus, he would grab his other hand in case the summoning could be done by both (it couldn't). "You said you're from the past, right? Maybe you can go back in time and stop this... do that and make sure that Ehud does not spread his doctrines to anyone else. Kill him on sight, got that?"

"But... but what about you?!" Marcus would shake his head at the idea. "I can't leave you like this!". Not only did he not know how to get back, he didn't want to leave his ally and only living, sane friend alone.

"Marcus, now is not the time to get all sappy on me. If you succeed then not only will I be saved but so will everyone else. Heck you might even get your chance at that Kazu kid." Belphegor would start to feel emotional as well, but would more than likely blame it on his injuries and the rain.

"Marcus, if I may, I can make dimensional rifts as a Chaosmon. That," The Bantyleomon would look a little uncertain by this, "that could get us through the first layer, but we'd need something exceptionally heavy to not only escape this period's gravitational pull, but also break throw the next since I more than likely wouldn't be able to make a clean hit on the next one."

"See?! Your own digimon digimon believe in you, why can't you dammit?!" This emotional chat would seem almost as if time had stopped, but it wasn't. Belphegor would turn as he heard the protests of his Daemon telling them to hurry up. "Marcus... do it, now!"

"ALRIGHT, Fine... I'll do it!" He would shout in protest. He would quickly pull his digivice and move through the list of injuried 8-bit digimon sprites till he saw the two digimon that would be the most help. "Arakune, Terra... REALIZE!" Two beams of light would release and then turn into an egg digimon and a hawk digimon. He then goes back to his digivice and prepares a jogress. "Darkdramon... Bantyoleomon, JOGRESS SHINKA!!" In a burst of near blinding light, the lion digimon would fuse with a dragon-like digimon to result in a composite warrior dawned in white. The sting of overexerted digisoul would cause him to stagger again, but Belphegor would be there to support him this time. "Hiro, aim at the ground."

The warrior would glance at Marcus in silence and would then turn away from the group. "Haou Ryoudan Ken" a combined voice of the two would call out before making a long slit into the ground that tore through the digital skin and revealed the inner makings of the digital realm. Almost like a black-hole, the slice would begin to show some suction and then settle like a festering wound.

With the deed done, Marcus would turn towards Belphegor one final time. "Belphi-san... thank yo--"

"No time for that, you can thank me by getting your a** back to your time and stopping this s**t." Even though it was aggressive, he would still have a smile on his face, glad that he was being of use to saving the world from complete chaos. "Besides, I told you... I'm straight." With a wink, he would push Marcus towards the hole, causing the tamer to lose his footing and fall in with Hawkmon, Digitamamon, and Chaosmon following after him. "Alright, let's rock this! DynamoPlug... REALIZE!!!" Pointing his digivice in the air and allowing his digisoul to flood into it, a green turtle-like mech would appear with cannons at the ready. After that, sparks of electricity would wreck his body painlessly, "SPIRIT EVOLUTION... BEETLEMON!!"

Unknown to the both of them, a white fluff of a digimon would sneak in past the drama and follow Marcus into the hole.

As he fell, Marcus would hear the warcries of Belphegor, his digimon, and the cry of the thunder and lighting that he commanded in his spirit form. "BELPHEGOOOOOOOOOOORRR!!!!" He would cry out as everything went black.

((Flashback end))

"Marcus..."
"Cuu!!"
"Sir, if you would pleas--"

"I'm UP ALREADY!" The tamer would shout in a digisoul burning roar. When he noticed that it was one of the restaurant's workers tapping him, he calmed down. "Sorry about that, yes?" He would be wiping the tears from the side of his face, courtesy of the ever painful flashback.

"Umm... yes..." After seeing the gray flames, the lady worker was a little more hesitant. "Thi... this isn't the place for you to be sleeping. I'm sorry, but... but if you are done eating, then... then we're going to have to ask you to leave n...now."

Marcus would silently glare at the girl with chaotic orange eyes, but would then soften into a smile. "Of course, we can't have anyone loitering on the premise, right? I'll be on my way." He would reach into his pocket and would pull a few bills, laying them on the table. "Come on, we've got a time period to save." He would extend his hand so the cupimon could run up it and then gesture for the hawkmon and gaomon to follow as they left the store.

As they left, he'd notice that both Belphegor and the rude tamer were still fighting. "Still fighting, Belphegor? I would have thought you'd finish it by now." He'd call out with a chuckle though slightly pained after he remembered the last time he saw the boy.

Gaomon, Hawkmon, and Cupimon would move to watch the fight. The two rookie digimon would throw glances at each other showing that they still had their bets in mind and were cheering on the digimon they had bet on, even in silence.









((Sorry to the people I killed off, it wouldn't have worked any other way sweatdrop ))

+++++{ I will always be there...}

+++++{ I will always be there...}

+++++{ I will always be there...}

Kaguro watched as the samurai did the same k out in his favor if he hit head on He tilted his claws and on impact the direction of their attacks wuld shift causing kaguro to fly in the direction he moved his claws though it cut some of his arm" Damn not fast enough yet"he lifted his hand grabbing the part of his mask on his face struggling to rip it off since he or Zwell could not take it off before since it was hole but now that it was broken he slowly pulled it off " Grrrahhh." He managed to rip it off his face " AHahhaha " His claws charge black electrical charges from stun claw his arms beefed up abit " Sorry for the wait" He sh air his speed increased alot now his mask was gone back to his normal speed.above the clouds he had his hands charge" " Lighting claw" THis has a mix of stun claw and guilty claw. He thrusted his hands down in The samurais directing though with the electric charge it made the attack look like a lighting bot though this was just the claw it was all the work of speed to create this illusion attack