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~I hunting each and everyone of you .....~

Toan Though over what the Argomon had said. The Digimon was right, he Had nothing to do with Sheriti. But that had never stop him before. Toan raised his Gun at the Argomon "You see, I got this thing call pride, and my pride telling me i would rather be damned then allow her to be alone with you" A dark grinned cross his faced making him look almost scary. No, Not scary. It was to weak of a word. A better word would be Terrifying. "I might've gone easy on you but you made two huge mistake. One, You Attack me. And Two, you manage to piss me off, Your loyalty or my pride, let see which is stronger"

~One punk at a time.....~

Sheriti was startled by Toan’s haunting expression, remaining her distance. Though Argomon did not appear intimidated; it might have been because his eyes were hidden under his long helmet. Argomon’s lips curved down not receiving the response he had hoped for. Being uncooperative made Argomon’s blood boil; he wasn’t simply going to let him escape now, was he?
“Stubborn brat. If you don’t have a single relation with her then keep away. What do you know about pride? Your lust for battle is what your body is craving.” Argomon cursed while morphing his other hand into a vine. “Keep your own nose out of others business. Either way, the girl is bound to stay together with me; no one can go against destiny. “ He dipped his words in poison, shifting his body. Not once did he surrendered to the pain his own body felt, feeling the soreness from the recent assaults by the tamer named Toan along with Kazuki. He was blessed that no digimon were surrounding the area at the moment; a human wielding a pistol shouldn’t be that difficult.
Argomon never allowed such a pleasing thought settle on his mind; an opponent could never be trusted. He took notice on the weapon Toan held and somehow it called out to him; like something he had saw once in his previous time roaming around. The digimon slid his foot against the damped grass, still having traces of mildew, then advanced forward; a bit more slowly than his first appearance, though enough to settle things in battle. Argomon ignored his aching, a little puny thing like that did not stop him from achieving his goal, he must retrieve what he had waited so patiently all along but now, he had enough. His patience had burnt away.
The ultimate leveled digimon lashed out his morphed hand towards Toan.
Sheriti’s was mute. Her voice seemed lost at the moment, having something lodged into her throat preventing her from speaking. She wasn’t choking or had anything plunged down her mouth, Sheriti just couldn’t think at the moment. While she stood there another battle would unfold, but for what reason? Sheriti silently stared at her digivice, cupped in her palm thinking, what would Zack do if he were here? If he never had gone missing since the misfortunate infection at Drive City, what would he commence before the battle? Zack, the Shawujinmon was very aloof but sought the way like a pacifist, he would easily stop this.

Argomon missed by a mere inch before clamping onto one of Toan’s ankles. If he could just manage to trap him, then victory was beyond his reach. His head shot up once the tamer leaped above a tree, trying to keep his view locked on his. It was pointless to try to keep his face locked in the path of Toan since, after all he did had a hundred eyes but it seemed to come naturally from instinct. Argomon conserved his strength, returning his hands into their normal physical form. The image of Toan blurred proving difficult even for Sheriti to keep watch.
Sheriti was clasping her hands together, covering the digivice that produce a dim light. She squinted her eyes, desperately trying to find a solution to end all of this before anything worse happened..even what she had feared most for all digimon. ‘Zack..please…tell me what to do!’ Sheriti exclaimed in her mind, attempting to make mental connection with her kappa digimon but nothing returned her call. The distance between here in the Tropical Jungle apart from the Great Canyon was large. Her eyes shot open hearing Toan’s shout, she looked back up seeing tiny bits of glowing fireflies fly towards the digimon. The bullets were barely seen in the digital night.
Argomon leaped back on one foot, yellow feathers began to over grow above his sleeves consuming his arms. He morphed into a harpy bearing wings for arms, though when he attempted to take flight a few bullets pierced his skin. Sheriti cringed seeing the digimon fall back against the ground. Both digimon and Toan were exaughsted but shared one thing; don’t stop until the job is finished.
Argomon bared his teeth, restraining his voice. Now he remembered the feeling, distinguishing what type of gun he wielded. He lifted himself up, forcing weigh on his feet, Argomon’s arms returned. His nails glowed a faint red, flinging his arms towards Toan, he produced five crimson rays.

Argomon could only manage a few glimpses of Toan surrounding him. His hidden eyes were already beggining to fail him. It was either now or never, until he made his next move. A small grin formed over his lips sensing Sheriti's concern. Argomon, lashed out his wip in order to bring Toan to a hault. He may have been traveling at a high speed ( ^^; ) but he was bound to make contact with the thorned vine.
Sheriti was making her way over twoards the two of them, "W-wait, stop this!" She shouted but knew she would be too late.

( D: )

Argomon stopped, dropping his hands beside his waist. Toan had already managed to lock his leg in place, keeping aim right behined his neck. The digimon chuckled, soon laughing silently. How was a human able to improve on such short notice? He thought; no matter. Sheriti was a few feet from the two since they did motioned a bit further from her while battleling.
"W-wai-stop!" Sheriti shouted frantically, lifting her hand to encourage the Argomon to at least move; do something. "Toan, don't do it! Don't shoot!"
"Just fire." Argomon said at Toan, still keeping a grin on his lips.
Sheriti's legs froze, feeling petrified after Argomon requested Toan to pull the trigger. "No!" She objected, frantic. "You can't just sneak up in my dreams for over nine years, appear and just dissapear again without answering my questions, you have to explain!"
Argomon remained where he stood, beginning to laugh in an eerie tone. "In time, Sheriti. Not even this fool could keep you apart from me; destiny handle that for us but now..." Argomon sneered, "I can finally relax. I'll see you again...and then...." He spoke confidently, "I will show you the beauty of darkness."
"Argomon!" Sheriti shouted, her tongue tasting the bitterness in the air.

"Ey, Ey, Kid, Leav'em alone. 'Ow do I know you aint ona them crazy child rapers." Thunder said as Kaz tried to help.
"Now Now, Thunder, He is only helping" Said the Gabumon.

“No!” Sheriti screamed at the top of her lungs but never took notice that Toan wasn’t hearing her because of his music. That she discovered after he eliminated Argomon. A sharp pain was felt across Sheriti’s heart seeing the digimon turn into data. Slowly, his entire body began to disintegrate into small bits of pixels, floating on the airs current. Sheriti’s eyes couldn’t get any wider, as her heart dropped actually witnessing another digimon go; her digimon that she had so many questions for. Before she could even begging to move, a faint glow appeared on her digivice. A faint voice caught Sheriti’s ear, seeing a dim image of Argomon.
The digimon smiled, ‘Until we meet again…’ His voice trailed off, as the pixles ascended towards the sky. Sheriti stared back at the trail, seemingly making its way towards the south direction, she guessed. ‘Argomon….’ Just really who was that digimon.
Reality smacked Sheriti, snapping back seeing Toan’s body fell hard against the earth. “T-toan!” Sheriti shouted, seeing his body collapse. Sheriti stopped beside him, seeing his body go numb. Her stomach churned catching thick deep crimson liquid ooze from Argomon’s attack. Her hairs stood on all ends, as a shiver creped down her spine. Was she witnessing another death? “H-hey- dummy you could have killed yourself for doing that-“ Sheriti choked out the words but seeing no response Sheriti cringed. “Stay awake!” She patted Toan’s cheek, afraid of feeling a cold touch. Her hands were shaking over Toan’s unconscious, limp body. Sheriti threw her backpack beside her, quickly digging through her belongings in search for her medical kit. She pulled out a miniature Red Cross pack, snapping the lip right off. She stared at it for a second, scanning the box and pulling out an antiseptic along with a small towel.
“No,no,no, wake up!” Sheriti shouted at Toan, pulling a latex glove over her right hand to prevent infection. She dapped the antiseptic into the towel, placing it over the wound.