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Kaz's broad smile from Toan's show of caring for the little digimon was, quickly hidden. He didn't want Toan to think he was being mocked or anything. While Toan offered the small digimon some comfort Kaz examined the doors. He did notice the ones at the top of the stairs, but his mind subconsciously discarded them as options, instead focusing on center portal. His token which he had accepted from ladydevimon sat fastened to his belt. He checked his own little friend, who had stopped shivering after the unnatural fog had lifted, and now lay sleeping peacefully held tightly to his chest.

(Sandra and Aiozen)
Sandra smiled softly, red eyes glowing softly in the dim light as she and Astamon entered one of the doors and entered a dark hallway. The century old paintings on the dust grey walls seemed to follow the two demons with their eyes as they passed. The air was heavy and cold, burning like tiny needles in the demons lungs but Sandra´s pleasant scent of white lilies made it bearable. The demoness hand was warm and comfortable where it rested on Aiozen´s arm, her black claws glittering as they passed glowing light soaring like herds of fireflies near the ceiling
“This way..”
Ladydevimons voice was a sweet purr, almost feline, as she tugged gently on the stronger digimons arm and led him trough another door, this time a blue one.
It was not another hallway, it was a room… the guard room.
There were monitors of the hallways and rooms inside the castle on display on the east wall, an entire wall of shifting images and pictures showing people and digimons, a monitor in the middle showed the kitchen where rookie and champion digimons were running around in controlled chaos to prepare food for the residents of the castle, a monitor next to it showed a girl and a boy arguing in a burgundy red hallway.
The room was dark except for the multicolored light from the monitors and the only furniture were a few chairs scattered all over the room and a work table.
Said work table was now occupied by a rather alluring young demoness.
“Oh, would you look at that… all empty”
The dark clad digimon crossed her legs, hips curving as she leaned back, letting her white hair fall over her shoulders like rivers of silver
“Just the two of us, hmm?”


(Toan/Kaz and Mira)
Mira sniffled softly, blinking to get the tears out of her blue eyes. A sorrowful whimper escaped the young child as she looked up at Toan
“G-Guilmon.. h-here!”
Her next sob broke off halfway trough, changing to a pathetic attempt at a chuckle. Her chest hurt, and her head hurt, and she was scared, and she wanted her mommie and her brother to be here!
Guilmon would know what to do, he was older but nice, and he looked just like her brother only darker and he was funny even though he never wanted to play hunt-and-fight with her because she was a young girl and older boys didn’t hurt young girls.
“Guilmon say Mira too little to fight, but ..”
The dinosaur made a sweeping motion with a claw.
“Mira knock Gil o-over”
A shiver went through her body as she reached up and folded her claws around Toans hand, like a human child seeking comfort in the presence of a parent. Her chest didn’t hurt so much anymore, Toan was okay, Toan wouldn’t hurt her. He was like big brother! Only less scaly and less red.
“I take you to him?”


(Alter)
Metalseadramon hissed, body alive with blue electricity as it shot through his body in vicious torrents of power as he snapped his jaws at the vampire lord, eyes blazing. Insolent whelp, what was it with these young demons? All rude loudmouthed children!
The air was alive with suppressed energy
“Demon or not you will not question my authority, fledgling!”
The serpent body tightened and the pillars groaned, marble shifting and bending under the massive pressure from the angered snakes crushing grip. Blue lightning shot off the dark lords body, hitting several statues near the demon and his tamer, the solid rock crumbled under the onslaught and fell to the ground.
Lifeless.
Metalseadramons armor glowed dangerously as he reared back like a cobra, showing off his glory and power before the kill
“If you have a..”
The seamonster paused, eyes narrowing as he drew further back with a hiss, shaking his head back and forth in agitation
“What..”

((Due to his powers, Alter may roll a 10 sided dice. A successful role will result in him gaining control of Metalseadramon, a failed attempt will result in the normal conversation between both parts going on as if nothing happened))
(Draco)
The boy looked crushed for a moment, blue eyes widening is disbelief at Dracos words until he took a mighty breath and nodded softly, accepting the other boys words.
“I.. I should have stayed near him.. “
He looked up at Draco, hope shimmering in his ocean gaze and for a moment Draco felt it, like a living sensation inside him, a hope that was not his own... The tattoo on his hand itched uncomfortably.
“But we´ll find him. We will!”
The kid nodded confidently.. then frowned cutely. Theresa let out a soft ´aww´ at the sight, batting at his feet with one glove clad paw
“But how?”

"So it seems"
Aiozen said as he walked into the room. He looked around the room at all the monitor till his eyes settled on the Ladydevimon face. He smiled and walked up to her as he brush a lock of her hair behind her ear. He brushed her cheek as he suddenly remember Toan warning Business first!
Damn him to hell... Astamon though as he leaned in close to Sandra, their faces just inches apart, and whisper in a smooth voice
"I don't do well in this kind of privacy. I tend to get a little out of control and I'd be in trouble if something bad were to happen to someone as wonderful as yourself. Do you mind if we continue the tour?"


"Sure, led the way!"
Toan said as he stood up straight as he still hold onto Mira hand
"I'd be glad to meet some of your friends."
The young tamer smiled playfully as he took off his backpack and tossed it to Kaz.
"You get to carry the pack. Drop it once and I'll cut off your arm. Anything goes missing and you'll end up missing too."
Toan begin to walk forward with Mira along side him.
"So Mira, do you have a tamer yet?"

(Alter. Congratz! You had to get 6-10 to win, a seven is fine)

There are many strange things in the digital world.
Some are the digimons themselves, wondrous beings of various sizes and shapes with powers beyond that of the normal animals and things we see in the real world, hidden somewhere above the sky and under the ground; But strangest of all are the powers inside the humans who roam the digital world.
There are those with the powers of light, the power to heal, the power to change shapes, and there are those with even stranger, much darker gifts.
The power to control.
The power of Alter.

Metalseadramon recoiled very suddenly.
A shocked and furious screech loud enough to wake the dead escaped the massive beings throat and echoed off the walls like high-pitched thunder; rolling across the room while the serpent tightened his body. His plating scratched the surface of the pillars so hard that it left huge dents behind, there were massive holes in the black material that looked like wounds, bleeding lightning and blue fire as the serpents body writhed in inner turmoil.
There was .. something.. inside of him..
Metalseadramon panicked.
The giant snakes tail lashed out and hit the bare wall above the gate, the dark rocks under it cracked. Black striations ran up the cave wall like veins filled to the brim with warm, pulsating blood and spread like a disease across the ceiling as his chromozoid body smashed into the gate and wall in a futile attempt to get away from the towering danger.
Not safe, not safe..
It lasted just about ten seconds….
The serpents breathing was harsh and shortened and it´s jaws had parted to allow more air into oxygen starved lungs that expanding and deflated rapidly in the beings massive chest.
No..
The seadragons vision darkened, a red film covered his eyes and left nothing but weakness in it´s wake.
He could feel something…
Dizzy and exhausted Metalseadramon sank down, body unwinding like a broken rope as he slithered to the floor, graceful, deadly in his beauty; Like a true predator.
Had he been stronger, (older perhaps?) he might have had a better chance of resisting Alters influence, but as the second youngest dark lord he was still too young, too inexperienced to recognize and protect himself from the haze that folded itself around his mind and left him nothing more than a puppet waiting for it´s strings to be pulled.
I´ll kill you!
One last rebellious hiss escaped Metalseadramons jaws, one last flash of knife like teeth and furious crimson eyes before the monster lowered it´s head and fell into obedient silence. The haze surrounding his mind like a shroud thickened, locked him in.
Where he was-It matters not
Who he was- It matters not
He only needed to listen and obey, so simple, so pure, no reason to think or worry.
It was heaven in a strange way.
A few stalactites fell from the ceiling far above, they hit the ground, useless.
Broken.
(Why yes I have been reading poetry lately…. What do you mean it shows!? XD)


(Draco)
The boy nodded softly, eyes glazing over as he looked up at the ceiling above. He frowned, pale eyebrows drawing together and lips thinning in concentration
“It was..”
Mio lifted his pale hands, waving them softly as if indicating something important as a smile broke out on his young face, warming his cheeks and lighting his eyes. It was like watching a wilting flower rise once more, shaking the dust off its petals rebelliously as it defied winter and death.
“Trees! Lots of trees, that’s where we always went first, somewhere with lots of trees, and then underground..”
The boy lowered his hands, almost managing to smack the delicate white feline who had been nudging his legs as he did so. Theresa moved away with a huff, ears twitching
“..and then into a tunnel, and trough this dark place where there was .. bad things”
The boy folded his hands and held them to his chest, protecting himself against the memories the only way such a small child could
“..but daddy wasn’t afraid, he walked trough, to the glowing place where the pretty rocks were!”
Theresa let out a sarcastic ´Oh is that all! Let me go get my picnic basket and we´ll go straight away´ but the boy ignored the Gatomons comment in favor of watching the older tamer with a smile
“It´s not that far, cause daddy always passed the black castle when we were aaaalmost close to the pretty rocks.. that´s were I got lost, and then I got caught, and I couldn’t get out, and my hands were all red and hurt really bad”
Mio looked down at his hands at this, rubbing the phantom pain that remained even after the wounds were gone.


(Astamon and Sandra)
Ladydevimon shivered in delight as and tilted her face towards Aiozen´s hand when it brushed against her cheek. She stared at him, smirking slightly as she reached up to his hand and wrapped her claws around his wrist, lowering his glove clad fingers until they brushed against her neck instead
“Hmm… Perhaps. I wouldn’t want to be in.. danger after all, would I?”
The womons eyes flared to life as she moved one leg just enough to brush against the other demons leg. She leaned forwards until her lips were next to Astamons ear
“I can wait”
She let go of his wrist and got off the table, heels clicking softly against the grey cement floor as she move across the room to the door where she stood like a tigeress waiting for the prey to follow
“Well, let us continue then”
And together they walked down the hallway and into the ´common street´.
The common street led to most parts of the castle and thus there were doors everywhere, all oak wood, all dark. There was no way to tell the doors from each other for there were no numbers or letters on the or anywhere near them. Anyone with no knowledge of the castles build would have been lost or dead within minutes
“So, Aiozen.. Where would you like to go? The roof perhaps or the flower hall?”
The demoness smile did not waver even a bit as she passed the doors, tapping a single claw on them one after one. The rhythmic tapping followed her movements as her hips swayed back and forth while she walked
“Your master might not want to tell me, but you came here for something didn’t you? Might as well tell me what is it now so I can show you”
Her back was to him now, her body curving deliciously
“Is it the monster in the dungeon you came for? The dark artifacts hidden on fourth floor? The ´dark water fountain´ in the secret garden?”
She looked over her shoulder, flashing sharp fangs as she smiled at the dark being behind her
“Or a person? We get a lot of those here. Angel tamers who wants to avenge lost friends..”


(Toan, Kaz and Mira)
Mira giggled as she looked over at Kaz´s attempt to catch the backpack thrown at him. Her eyes, broken and hollow only seconds before, came alive once more- not entirely, but just enough to count for something. The child tugged gently on Toans hand, careful not to use too much of her strength since she knew that humans weren’t as strong as digimons, she had learned that the hard way…
“I don’t .. Mommy says Mira can have one later, Im too little now..”
The dinosaur looked up at Toan as they walked towards the door leading to the part of the castle facing west, it was a large white door made of some kind of polished wood that the tamer didn’t quite recognize
“Guilmon has tamer. She´s pretty and sometimes she plays go-fetch with Mira and Guilmon!”
The door opened slowly, revealing a pleasant hallway with cream colored walls and large windows. The floor was covered with a thick duvet-like material that looked and felt like a gigantic wool blanket from a very-very-VERY big sheep.
An elderly Gazimon with thick glasses and tattered fur looked up with a surprised frown, eyes narrowing as she looked down the hallway from the area where she stood, vacuum cleaner in one set of claws and feather duster in the other. Toan assumed it was a female since it was wearing a tattered white apron with a giant pink heart in the middle.
“What is it now Sandra? Did you forget that horrible pink pen of yours in your room again?”
The Gazimon was, evidently, not only old but also blind as a bat.
Mira giggled and shook her head no
“Nu-uh, it´s me! Mira!”
“Mira?”
The old womon repeated, frowning and pursing wrinkly black lips in thought
“Yes Mira! My mommy´s lost so Toan is taking me to see Gil-gil!”
And at that the old Gazimon let out a huff and stood as tall as she could, stumped tail thudding uselessly against one thigh as she waved the feather duster around in the air like a magic wand
“Thundertooths child, why yes I remember you! It´s been so long dear, I am so delighted to see you again!”
The child at Toans side tugged on his hand and led them past the old Gazimon who continued vacuum cleaning the thick carpet on the floor, humming happily
“She´s old..”
Mira whispered
“She thinks Mira´s mommy, cause mommies daddy was Thundertooth”
And with that comment she dragged Toan into an… elevator?
Yes, an elevator, with mirrors and a little camera in the corner and…oh god
Mira pressed a button on the panel to the left and `Barbie Girl` started playing as the elevator went up.. or down.. to second floor.
When the elevator finally stopped Mira let out a soft ´yay´ and butted headfirst into the door in her excitement to get out and find her friend, she fell back against Kaz´s legs, almost knocking the tamer and his Vixiemon over, before she righted herself and exited the elevator with a wagging tail.
Two more hallways and a set of stairs up they paused outside a door with the words `Kids room´ etched into the yellow and blue doors surface in cheery rainbow colored letters.
Mira reached out with one claw and opened the door carefully; peering in before she opened it entirely so that Toan had a free view of the chaos inside.
The room was big, no doubt about that, and there was a giant playground in the middle of it.
The carpet was cream colored, as were the walls, but the area around the plastic playground with two swings and a slide was forrest green. There were openings to other rooms, one to what seemed like a bedroom with two child sized beds and shelves filled to the brim with all kinds of toys, the wallpaper in the room showed a strange landscape with digimons and humans playing and the ceiling was a mess of glow-in-the-dark stickers of all kinds and shapes. It looked like a kindergarten for the richest children in the world!
And in the center of it, right next to the swings and the slide, were a miniature tea party set with a pink table, six pink little chairs and several cups and platters scattered all over the floor.
On top of the table lay two beings, curled up so tightly that had it not been for the clashing colors it would have been hard to tell where one ended and the other began.
Mira looked up at Toan, not quite sure what to do since the two occupants were sleeping soundly on top of a child sized table with white bunnies on the pink material covering it
“Wake up?”
She asked Toan silently, gazing at the two children who looked three or four years older than Mira herself.
A Guilmon and a Lopmon.

Out of all the strange things in the world, Alter's power is one of the strangest, and strongest. He can turn any into his slave, his minion, his companion. He doesn't have to follow the law, since none can question him.
That is if one looks at it from one side. There is a balance to his power. He is controlled by any he meets. When he was with Kaz and friends his mind was changed, he started to care for his friends more deeply. When he is with the angels he starts to see them as righteous and all good, all others including himself as lesser. And when he is with the Demons, his insanity grows, he starts to use his power for himself, and others who are of no use to him are meaningless. His power that turns all others to his side, turns him to all others side.
The Angels saw this, and used it. First they removed himself. They destroyed his personality, they cut the part of him that was who he was and discarded it like the guts from a fish. Second the limited his power. Though torture they locked his power over themselves and most other digimon, excluding the Demons and Viruses. This even locked away his knowledge of his own power, consciously, leaving it for his subconscious to use under their rules. And finally they created one core belief inside of him, at the very center of his mind where it wouldn't be reached. That the Angels were all that was good. That he was corrupt. That he could only be good by following the Angels. And it stuck inside of him.

Alter watched as the Metal Sea Monster struggled and weakened. He didn't even question what was going on, his inner mind dealt with any questions before they arose. He just waited and watched until he noticed the look in the Serpent's eyes, the look of submission and nothingness. "I see you understand your place." Alter started to move forward, watching MetalSeadramon move out of his way like the lesser being that he was, wasting no time in dealing with him. "If you see Richter let him know that he has a message waiting inside." Alter told the Dark Master, or was that Dark Servant now? It didn't matter. GranDracmon moved ahead of Alter to push open the door, letting Alter have access to the insides of the Castle.

As soon as Alter left his control lessened. After the short dose that MetalSeadramon had he should soon be able to return to himself, almost as good as new. Almost being the most important word. Alter's powers are similar to that of a blacksmith. A person's mind a sheet of metal. He could bend metal to his will and turn it into any shape he wanted. In MetalSeadramon's case it was only one bend, folding the sheet in half for example. But as he left and the metal tried to return to normal there is a line. That line can never be undone without destroying the mind and rebuilding it. And that line will allow Alter to regain control over MetalSeadramon without even batting an eyelash for the rest of his years.


Draco nodded, this was perfect he had thought that the Digital Mountains would be a good place to start looking for the Diamonds, it was so large. "Ok Theresa. You can prepare the food. We should leave straight away, we can't live Suliamon waiting for any longer. Can we Mio?"
Draco was already day dreaming about finding the diamonds that Megidramon had told him about, it was so close he could taste it.

His dream soon ended as reality returned. "I will need a map of the general area. As well as any known caves, who knows how the world has changed since the days of Suliamon." He returned his gaze to Mio. "I hope you don't mind coming with me when to search for him. It is your choice, though I would like the company.

(Damn. Pummel is gone away again. Oh well. I should use this time to introduce Six, my Daemon.)

Six was furious. Months of planning thrown right down the drain. The cloaked digimon smashed through one of the pillars as he walked past it, he was certainly a digimon of wraith and anger. He was the sixth child of the Demon Lord Daemon, and by that time the Demon Lord had grown tired of thinking up names for his children and just numbered Six. Not that Six minded his name, it wasn't really that important what people called him, because in the end they would all call him Master. Life as a child of the Demon Lords can be difficult, others trying to kill you for what your parents did, strange rumors about drinking your data, as well as your own siblings some of who would try to remove the competition because they became a treat. But Six played the game well, surviving to Mega easily, and killing almost all in his way. And now he almost had his father where he wanted him. He could almost fell his fathers code on his claws. And he had escaped. It wasn't even Six's lose, his father had just gotten lucky, he had been sealed away just before the final parts of his plan could be set into motion. It wasn't even a strong seal, just AncientWisemon's Alternate Reality, that would be broken by the Demon Lords in a matter of days, and his plans would be found out. "Dammit." He cursed aloud, bumping into a SkullSatamon as he turned the corner. The SkullSatamon barely had time to question Daemon before he burst into flames, Six's fearsome temper boiling over.

(Aiozen)
Sandra let out a soft ´hmm´ as she tilted her head to the side, lips pursing in thought at this new info; a few quiet moments passed before she turned her attention back to the demon walking next to her.
“I´ve never heard of that book before, but then again, I don’t visit the library very often. It could be in the basement, but if it´s as rare and special as you say ..” The demoness let out an amused huff and smirked, showing the barest hint of gleaming white fangs held captive behind pale lips
“..then it´s in the small library near the tamer hall, the one our resident vampire is so fond of. Myotismon is a bookworm and his dear tamer does so love to indulge her little pet vampire, if the books special he´ll have it there” LadyDevimon laughed softly at nastily delivered jab at the high ranking lord of the undead but the leather clad digimon seemed to sober up rather quickly, glancing at Aiozen before she cleared her throat somewhat awkwardly
“Don’t tell him I said that… Oh! Here we are”
The demoness opened a black door to their left and held it open so that Aiozen could walk trough before she let go of the handle. When the black door closed behind them it disappeared, melting into the dusty grey tapestry as if it had never been there at all.
When Astamons gleaming red eyes darted from the female demons form to the room the first thing that caught his eye were the giant shelves that seemed to stretch to the heavens and back as they towered above him and the female demon like looming giants with tons of strange dark artifacts embraced in their heaving arms. The shelves were filled to the brim with all sorts of things, skulls, precious stones, gold figurines, digivices, even jars with various intestines floating around in a gooey green fluid.
Sandra walked over to one of the shelves and ran a claw down the side of a glass box, shaped much like an aquarium. and uttered a strange cooeing noise when a strange black eel like creature swam closer to the glass, the thing was almost invisible in the dirty brown water.
A skull; dragon like in appearance and twice the size of Sandra´s whole upper body, clattered loudly, shivering as if it felt cold.
A solid smack from the LadyDevimons fist rendered it silent instantly.
“SANDRA MAXIMILLION YOU GET YOUR HANDS OFF THAT THING IMMEDIATLY!!”
Said digimon barely managed to hold back a yelp as she spun around, eyes gleaming and wide open in unmistakable surprise. She barely managed to the dusty old rag thrown after her that hit the dirty aquarium behind her with a nauseating ´splat´, scaring off the strange eel creature. A creaking voice rose from behind one of the gigantic shelves like the fury of a SkullGreymon, loud and .. well.. loud..
“I told you a thousand times that you must never NEVER touch the artifacts! How many times did I tell you? Oh, kids nowadays, no respect for anything. Back in my day we respected culture! We… Oh, oh my..”
The lighting above was by no means strong, the entire room.. or storage building judging by the sheer size of it.. seemed to be a twilight zone so it was therefore hard to see who the owner of the voice was before she stepped out from the darkness and approached the two younger digimons.
The strange pale alien standing a few meters away only seemed to improve the whole ´twilight´ image.
So did the fact that former mentioned alien was wearing crimson red reading glasses with tiny skull chains and a pearl necklace around it´s delicate thin neck.
And the red nail polish, that definitely didn’t improve things.
And the brown suit with a white skirt that hid the 6 or 8 legs under it, no, that definitely didn’t help
“Oh dear. I did not realize that we had a guest, how delightful”
The alien moved forwards, it sounded and looked female and carried with it the overwhelming ´feel´ of a schoolmistress
“My name is Daphne my dear, I am the storage keeper. I apologize for my rude behavior moments ago but young Sandra here..”
Daphne sent Sandra a dirty look and the LadyDevimon folded her arms and fluttered her wings angrily at the accusation
“..has required a nasty habit of ´borrowing´ the storage inventory without returning it afterwards”
“Hey, I didn’t come here for the company you know, we need to get to the library”
Daphne seemed rather put out at that but merely smoothed her skirt and skittered across the floor on her tentacles to pick up the rag she had thrown at Sandra´s head
“Well then I trust you will be able to leave without ´borrowing´ anything this time dear”
The alien picked up a list laying on the shelf next to the aquarium and picked up a blue ballpoint pen rather awkwardly, the thing was much too small for her three fingers
“Blasted.. I wish I knew where I put my pink pen”
Sandra snickered at the old womons angry mutters and tilted her head towards a black ball behind the demons back
“Touch that Aiozen, it´s a Hand-gate. We´ll land in the middle of the library, so cross your fingers and hope to Azulongmon that the bitchy vamp isn’t there.. cause he´ll definitely eat us if he is”
The demon did as told and the two were soon after swept away in a rush of colors and noise.
It was a tilt-a-whirl of chaos, blue-black-green-red, tugs on the lungs and heart- not quite pain but very uncomfortable.
Body stretching, twisting, breaking and gathering in tiny starbursts and then falling down-down-down before gathering once more and by Lucemon it felt strange and bad and it was like drowning and Aiozens lungs screamed for air and then it was gone and they were somewhere else in a brown room with a fireplace and bookshelves all around and was that a Gatomon, a purplehaired tamer and a little child with silver tattoos.
Sandra did not answer these unspoken questions, only two words left her curving lips as she looked up at the trio a few feet away
“Good evening”



(Toan and Kaz)
Mira wrinkled her snout slightly and let out a soft chuckle while she grinned at Toan, nodding her encouragement as the tamer approached the two sleeping digimons with the grace of a wild jungle cat sneaking towards it´s prey. Her blue eyes shone with amusement and glee as she waited for the climax of the show, nudging Kaz´s leg and smiling happily up at the other human, tail wagging and almost afraid to breathe.
And what a show it was!
The sound of Toans shrill whistle lashed out like a raging serpent, carving it´s way viciously trough the playroom.
The Guilmon on the table woke with a yelp, a sound somewhere between the cry of a human child and the bark of a 50 kg heavy pug. The dragons muscles flexed as he tore himself away from the table, toppling down onto the floor with a bark louder than the firs. The frozen form of his companion fell with him as the red digimon accidently caught hold of poor Lopmons leg. The shocked rabbit grabbed a hold of the other side of the table with her left ear and managed to drag it along with her when she and Guilmon fell off, sending a plastic glasses and plates flying everywhere as the table crashed to the ground with a heavy ´thud´
The red virus digimon was the first to recover; he came to life with an impressive roar, shaking patches of cold tea and sugar off his shoulders as he rose from the mess on the floor like some kind of otherworldly mini-monster. Lopmon remained on the ground, dazed and confused while she.. or he? Hard to tell… dragged her sore ear away from the pink table lying upside down next to her, her eyes then shifted to Guilmon who stood like a red statue, gazing at the strange trio.
The dragon digimons yellow eyes sharpened, dark pupils shifting from childlike to savage within a heartbeat as he opened his mouth and threw his head back, gathering a decent sized fireball in his jaws. There was a muffled gasp from Mira when the dragon hurtled it towards the two humans followed by the telltale shout of “Pyro Blaster!”
The fireball descended like the wrath of Azulongmon himself- but the strong attack never made it to it´s target, Toan, for in that instant a little red blur of motion threw itself forwards with a chocked growl.
Mira´s voice rang out with a clear “Wild Buster” as she rammed through the burning fireball. The little child digimons scales were promptly scorched by the searing heat, but despite the hurt the dinosaur digimon threw herself forwards and headfirst into the other red reptile.
The two child level digimons landed back on the floor in a heap of groaning digimon.
The fight was, however, far from over, for in that moment a green digimon clad in a black t-shirt and baggy pants came running out of one of the other rooms
“What the… Hey!”
The Goblimon struck a pose, fists clenching as he held up a fist towards Toan and Kaz, “What did you do to my friend! You need a fist in your face huh? Bring it on! I can take you on, all of you! Bring em up, come on!” A bright yellow Kunemon appeared as well, the bug type crawled out of a box behind the playgrounds slide where it swayed quietly from side to side.
Lopmon sat up a few paces away, ears drooping slightly as she looked over at the two fallen digimons and then back at Toan and Kaz, eyes wide and confused as if she didn’t really understand what was going on at all, she let out a weak chirrup and tilted her head adorably to the side
“Chu?”



(Alter. Okay the fainting bit may seem a bit dramatic, but hey I like drama. Sue me ^^)
I…Cant.. believe it..
Jaws opening and closing in a futile attempt to do !something!. Tail tightening, then loosening.
I cant..
His mind creaked as it mended itself, fighting the unnatural bend, tearing and healing at the same time in a futile attempt to right the wrong and Metalseadramon refused to admit that something like panic and fear rushed down his spine, refused to admit that the shivers running through his body was brought on by sheer shock.
I can’t believe it… a kid, he was just a kid..
The great serpent digimon hissed, a soft sound, so soft it was barely there, seconds before it´s massive body slackened and the enormous being fell to the ground outside the gate in a chaos of pale blue flesh and golden armor. Dust and rocks were thrown into the air when Metalseadramons body hit the hard floor and the guardian fell silent.

Only a soft breeze and the sound of the massive castle doors closing welcomed Alter and his demon companion as they entered the dark forces sanctuary. The dark haired tamers footsteps rang like hollow echoes through the dark entrance hall, the chaos of gold and crystal chandeliers hung lifeless and dull above them like sleeping bats in a desolate cave, even the polished white marble floor with the round beige carpet decorated with silver leaves woven into the fabric seemed grey and dusty. The dark paintings of digimons and dark tamers trough many centuries stared down upon the pair with cold, judging eyes, glittering with life and hatred. A wind, warm but silent, moved through the room, forcing the red silk covering the walls like meaningless curtains to dance like phantoms in the night.

Several paces away from the dark being and the boy stood a plant, a mere decoration green and lush with life, and behind it; hiding behind the leaves and the dark brown pot the plant inhabited, stood a curious young Palmon with dark emerald eyes wide open in wonder at the sight before her. She had snuck down from her room hours ago to get a look at Astamon as he entered the castle, but had chosen to stay behind and cry silently when the older and much prettier LadyDevimon had welcomed the other demon and flirted shamelessly with the digimon she had fallen in love with. Now she found herself frozen in fear, paralyzed by the sight of the massive demonic being and the boy controlling it.
His aura was battered and dented, broken like a piece of glass cracking around the edges. She didn’t know what to make of him, he didn’t give off an ´evil´ aura, but he definitely didn’t send out a good one either.
He felt kinda like Myotismon, hollow somehow… weird inside.
One thing was sure though, he was NOT here for a social call and he was not one of the dark tamers or royals, there was too much black around him, too much crimson red. Driven by a sudden surge of fear and adrenalin the plant digimon started backing away very slowly, keeping an eye on the two intruders, not sure if she should make herself known or run away screaming like she wanted too.
This day can’t possibly get any worse!
And then, almost as if in response to that thought, Palmons foot slipped as she fell backwards onto the marble floor with a chocked scream.
Palmon scrambled back onto her feet and cast a worried glance at the human boy and his digimon and found that both were now looking her way. An instinctive need to flee hit her but she ignored it and stood her ground, biting her lower lip and flexing her vines nervously
“Oh.. eh.. ehm”
She wiped her eyes in a desperate attempt to hide the fact that she had been crying only moments before and stood as tall and proud as she could while she repeated over and over again in her mind that if Guilmon could do this brave-and-courageous thing then so could she!
“Welcome”
Oh great, splendid Palmon, that didn’t sound stupid at all!
Palmon raised the volume of her voice a little.. just a bit
“I-..I mean.. What are you doing here!?”
(For the readers sake a brief flashback from page 27: Kaz´s keen eyes soon found something in the hall that did not belong there, a flowerpot.... and it was moving.. end flashback. Poor Palmons been sitting there crying behind the flower for soooo long… aww)




(Draco and Aiozen)
The Gatomon sitting quietly on the floor came alive with a furious ´meow´ sputtering and cursing with her thick Scottish dialect that she was ´by no means a blasted servant´ but the cat soon fell quiet when she realized that none of the two boys were listening to her rant. Mio stared up at Draco with a smile, a few stray lock of hair fell over his blue eyes. He looked up at Draco with glowing eyes as if the purple haired tamer was a new found idol. The child grabbed Draco´s hand and smiled up at the taller boy
“I wanna come with you!”
The words had barely left the youths mouth before a major roar of sound and a sudden rush of wind came from absolutely nowhere. Books fell from the shelves and loose pieces of papers whirled trough the air.
Mio started and hid behind Draco, eyes wide open in fear as he spun around and stared at a glowing black sphere hanging in the middle of the library. Theresa seemed to be less alarmed and merely watched with quiet dignity as two tall humanoid beings started forming out of the swirling mess of black and white colors forcing their way out of the little black ball soaring midair.
The chaos took about five second, and then it was all over.
An Astamon and a LadyDevimon stood, side by side, and stared at the little trio gathered in front of the fire place.
The leather clad womon smirked softly, red eyes glowing like lit blood diamonds as she uttered a soft `Good evening´