Another really short chapter. Actually this is really only its own chapter because I wanted a cliffhanger. Either way, we get Glary's past from his first-hand perspective, and a little action, and because this is a special I can justify the length, since this is more for fun than anything else. If there are chapters this short in Book Two, I'll have to lengthen them...
As for the chapter, I really only have one thing to say: annnggst!!!
Chapter Three
Alliance
ProjectDroidmon, Glary’s partner, waited outside of town, standing watch in case DarklordVilemon decided to come back early. Meanwhile Fredrik, Glary, and Fang went back to Jiji’s Café to discuss things. Babamon closed up the restaurant and the three sat down at one of the tables, going over the situation.
“I was created centuries ago by the Gods of this world to act in its defense,” Glary explained. “but even though I was strong I didn’t enjoy fighting. I got tired of the constant conflict that I was faced with in my old life, as did my partner, Droidmon. We went on a journey, looking for a place where we belonged, and we ended up in Digi Garden, the place where the data of worthy Digimon goes to be reborn. We found an inner peace in the outer peace of the Garden, and we made it our new home. Then some time later a Digimon attacked the Garden, damaging my body and nearly destroying Droidmon, until he Digivolved into his current form, ProjectDroidmon. Since then we’ve gone out of our way to dispense of any evil powerful enough to threaten the Garden. DarklordVilemon is such a threat.
“ProjectDroidmon detected DarklordVilemon a week ago, and the two of us moved to meet him in battle. We fought hard, but ProjectDroidmon is fairly slow on his own. His greatest weapon in combat is his ability to scan the attributes of the enemy and reconfigure his own matrix to duplicate them. But when he copies an attribute, it’s never as great as the original. He copied DarklordVilemon’s sonic scream, but DarklordVilemon was easily able to cancel out the attack. Essentially, ProjectDroidmon’s powers are useless against DarklordVilemon. Between DarklordVilemon and his Vilemon army we were unable to deal any real damage before we were overpowered and nearly destroyed. We were forced to retreat and search for help. DarklordVilemon has ignored Digi Garden for now, but he won’t ignore it forever. Will you help ProjectDroidmon and I defeat DarklordVilemon?”
“No,” said Fredrik. “In fact, if you and your metal friend are still here in and hour Fang and I will destroy you ourselves. This is our town. We’ll protect it.”
“But Fredrik-,” said Fang.
“No,” said Fredrik, “I told you before: I fight my own battles.”
“No,” Fang yelled, “you don’t! You fight with me! These two are great warriors who have offered their help, and we’re gonna take them up on their offer!”
Fredrik was stunned as he looked into Fang’s face. Then he looked down at his hands, grinding his teeth, obviously deep in thought.
Finally, Fredrik sighed. “Fine,” he said, “we’ll all work together.” He offered Glary his hand, and Glary took it. At that moment a powerful alliance was forged.
When DarklordVilemon returned he found Fredrik and Fang waiting for him.
“Have you made your choice?” DarklordVilemon asked, his Vilemon troops swarming around him.
“Yeah,” Fredrik said, “we’ve chosen to destroy you.”
“And we,” said Glary, standing behind the foe, “have chosen to help.”
“Hmm,” said DarklordVilemon, “so you’re teamed up. This should be interesting.”
“You won’t be around long enough to be interested,” Fredrik declared. He ran at DarklordVilemon, Fang close behind.
“Sorry, but my subjects are getting restless.” He looked around at his soldiers, “Vilemon, attack!”
The hundreds of Vilemon swooped down on Fredrik and Fang, launching their attacks. The duo threw their arms up to guard.
“DarklordVilemon!” screamed Glary, jumping up behind his foe, his fist glowing.
“Huh?” said DarklordVilemon. He turned and raised his sword, just as Glary punched. Fist met blade, and energy pulsed, throwing Glary and DarklordVilemon apart. The stunned DarklordVilemon looked around to find ProjectDroidmon’s fist only inches from his face. DarklordVilemon jabbed with his staff, catching ProjectDroidmon in the chest. The mech’s armor crunched and whined as the tip of the staff pierced it, coming in contact with the circuits underneath. ProjectDroidmon was forced to fall back to avoid potentially fatal damage. But DarklordVilemon wasn’t finished. He swung his staff. ProjectDroidmon raised his right arm to deflect the blow, and the armor over his forearm was shattered.
“Without your duplication power you are useless, machine,” said DarklordVilemon. He raised his sword, “Now die!” He swung, but hit only air. He looked around, searching for his query. ProjectDroidmon had been pulled out of the way at the last minute by Glary. The two regrouped and were ready to launch their counterattack. They lunged, side by side, but DarklordVilemon seemed to have had enough.
“Sonic Reaper!” called DarklordVilemon. He screamed, sending waves of sonic energy pouring over the duo, throwing them back to the ground. They found themselves pinned, unable to move.
DarklordVilemon continued his attack. Much longer, and Glary and ProjectDroidmon would die.
Then suddenly DarklordVilemon was thrown forward. He ended his attack and cried out in pain. He spun around, his back smoking, and saw Fang, his claws still glowing, the remains of the Vilemon forces still vaporizing all around him. Fang smirked and pointed at the ground below DarklordVilemon’s feet. DarklordVilemon looked down, just in time to see Fredrik jump up, swinging his sword. The sword seemed to glow, and Fredrik called out, "Zanmato!"
“Impossible!” DarklordVilemon said as the sword passed through his armor, piercing his chest. Fredrik fell back to the ground, landing on his feet. DarklordVilemon hung in the air, grasping his chest. He whispered, “Impossible.”
Glary and ProjectDroidmon, though still disoriented, managed to rise to their feet. The four stood together. Their foe landed, breathing hard. Then he began to laugh. “It seems that I might have underestimated you,” said DarklordVilemon. “Oh well. I guess I’ll just have to go all out from now on.”
DarklordVilemon raised his sword. It glowed blue, resonating with great energy. “Soultaker Wave!” he called, swinging his sword and slinging sonic energy from it at the four who opposed him. They scattered, but it was too late. The wave hit ProjectDroidmon’s left arm, and his arm all the way up to his shoulder literally vibrated apart.
While their foe laughed hysterically, the four looked on in a stunned silence. They had never seen such power.
“Do you see now?” DarklordVilemon asked. “You never had a chance against me. Now come at me, and let’s finish this fight!”
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