And everything wraps up nicely, after a battle involving a pretty unique form of Digivolving that resembles Bio-Merge. The role of the Nokitas is revealed, and even Chief Thompson gets in on the action, thanks to some new friends.
The next story is Book Three, in which the Digidestined are forced by a powerful opponent to fight in a video-game-esque series of battles against her minions and her generals. She has changed the very nature of the Digital World to make this possible, and she has even stripped the Digidestined of a lot of their powers. Can they hope to win? Unfortunately it might be a while before you find out, as this story is still very much a work in progress.
Chapter Four
Even as Draven fell, his last Digimon, the battered Myotismon, rose to his feet. He saw his plummeting master and rose into the air, moving to catch him. But as soon as Myotismon grew close, Draven grabbed the Digimon’s face, his talisman alight.
“I’m dying,” Draven cried. “I save myself by taking your body for my own!” I grabbed Thompson and dropped after them, too late to separate them.
“No!” Myotismon cried, terror in his voice. A moment later, his eyes went blank. There was a bright purple flash. When it faded, Myotismon and Draven as we knew them were gone, replaced by a massive, mysterious figure with Myotismon’s head, a white body with huge arms, ending in clawed hands, a long, whip-like tail, bulbous shoulders, each with a large mouth in it, facing forward, and massive, mechanical-looking purple wings on his back, reminiscent of a jet pack, or a pair of robotic wings from a movie. He hung in the air, looking himself over, and then he began to laugh hysterically.
“This is perfect,” the figure stated. “I’ve become more powerful than I ever could have imagined!”
“What is that thing?” Jeremy demanded. As he spoke, I set Thomson on the ground, and then dropped to the ground beside them. I held up my Digicomp handheld and scanned the figure. I read the results and said, “The closest match that the Digimon Analyzer can find is to a Digimon called MaloMyotismon, but there’s something different. Some additional source of power deep within it.”
“Did Myotismon absorb the Digidestined and Digivolve?” Sarah asked, remaining weary of the looming, mostly immobile figure.
“No,” I said. “Draven, the Digidestined, had powers of his own. I think he absorbed Myotismon and turned into this.”
“We have to stop this guy,” said Zald, Carmensita standing at his side.
I looked Zald in the eyes and said, “Good to see you.”
Zald nodded, “Likewise.”
Draven laughed again, waving his arms wildly, crushing the building upon which he and I had just fought.
“It’s time I finished what I started,” Draven stated. “Fellow Digimon Tamers, you die now!”
The mouths in Draven’s shoulders opened, and a large black energy orb appeared in each of these living cannons. Draven called out, “Screaming Darkness!” The orbs fired.
“Everyone,” I cried, “get out of the way!”
Everyone, human and Digimon alike, scattered. Zald grabbed Carmensita, pulling her along at his side. She was jolted and dropped her Digitama. It fell, directly in the path of the oncoming attack. No one noticed, except for Thompson. As the rest of us moved frantically to avoid the massive oncoming attack, Thompson turned around and ran back to the Digitama. It was too late to avoid the attack, so he crouched down, cradling the egg, doing everything he could to protect it.
The attack hit. The shockwave from the impact was enough to knock everyone over, save the larger Digimon. There was a massive explosion that billowed up into the air and then fell back in on itself before dissipating. In the midst of the fire and the smoldering, smoking asphalt there was a light. Inside that light stood Thompson, completely unharmed. Next to his stood three triplet Digimon. They were shaped like small Dinosaurs or large lizards, but their bodies were made up of colorful building blocks. One was colored more red and yellow. The others were colored more blue and green and more green and red.
In Thompson’s hand was a red, green, blue and yellow Digivice. I couldn’t help but smile. Thompson looked down at his three Digimon, and he smiled as well. The three Digimon nodded. Thompson held up his Digivice and called, “Initiate Digivolution!”
The three Digimon were encased in light.
“ToyAgumon,” the Digimon called, “Digivolve to!”
The yellow and red ToyAgumon became a bizarre creature with a body made of a revolver barrel, with a revolver in each hand, wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, and a bandanna scarf, “Deputymon!”
The green and blue ToyAgumon became an even stranger creature. It had no body or head that I could recognize. Instead it had a body shaped like a white star with a face in the upper half. It was wearing a yellow scarf, and blue gloves and boots. The green and red ToyAgumon became a mostly identical creature, with red gloves and boots and a brown scarf. They declared in unison, “Starmon!”
Thompson drew his weapon and took aim, and he and Deputymon opened fire. Draven raised one hand, raising a barrier that deflected the attacks. Meanwhile the two Starmon jumped into the air above Draven and summoned a barrage of star-shaped energy bolts that rained down toward Draven’s head. He raised his other hand, summoning a second barrier that blocked this attack as well.
While Thompson and the Starmon continued their combined assault, Deputymon jumped up, level with Draven’s head and summoned energy into the gun barrel that made up his body. He fired, aiming right for Draven’s exposed face. Even a hit from an Adult Level Digimon would do damage to him if it hit him in the face at such close range. But Draven was more powerful than a regular Digimon. He summoned a purple aura around is body and cried out. The aura expanded out, canceling out the attacks and throwing Thompson and his Digimon through the air. They fell hard onto their backs and struggled to rise.
“Take him out!” I commanded. My team’s Digimon along with Gaogamon and Dorugamon charged forward, launching their attacks. Draven released a think red fog from his shoulders that ate the attacks up. Dragonterramon and BlackStaliamon jumped at the foe, but Draven swatted them out of the air. BrauntoPhoenixmon flew straight at Draven like an enormous flying battering ram, but Draven summoned up a barrier that stopped the massive dinosaur’s advance, throwing him to the ground.
“This is pointless,” I said. “We can’t beat him at the Adult Level, and we can’t Digivolve further, thanks to Draven’s spell.”
Then it hit me. I turned to Zald and Carmensita and said, “We can’t Digivolve, but you can! Draven’s spell didn’t affect you. You have to find a way to Digivolve to a higher level!”
“I don’t know how-,” Zald began, but he was cut off.
“No more talk,” Draven cried. “It’s time for you to hurry up and die! Crimson Mist!”
The red fog poured from his shoulders again, spreading over the Digimon. When it faded, they had all returned to their Child forms.
“John’s right, Zald,” said Gaomon, the first of the Digimon to rise to his feet.
“We’re the only ones who can do it, Carmensita,” said Maria, finding her footing as well.
Zald looked thoughtful. Then he looked up at Draven’s monstrous form and said, “If we’re the only ones who can beast him, that’s what we’ll do.” He looked down at his sister, “Right, Carmen?”
Carmensita smiled, “Yeah!”
Around their necks appeared golden tags on thin chains. In each tag was a Crest. I didn’t recognize the symbols they bore. The Crests glowed, and before Draven could react, energy poured from them into Maria and Gaomon.
Zald and Carmensita raised their Digivices. The simple teal devices became translucent. Zald’s turned a rich dark blue, and Carmensita’s turned bright violet purple. Their Digimon rose into the air, and they began to change.
“Gaomon, Warp Digivolve to!” He became a twenty-foot-tall blue-armored knight with a canine face, a chest plate shaped like a canine face, and a huge metal claw over each hand. His armor was ornately decorated, and his red cape fluttered in the wind, “MirageGaogamon!”
“Dorumon, Warp Digivolve to!” Maria became a fifteen-foot-tall armored dragon with a tail ending in a blade, huge, blade-like dark blue wings, dark blue and silver armor, bladed arms, and a fierce face. She had a clearly feminine build, even though the Analyzer said that most Digimon of her type were male, “Dorugoramon!”
“What is this?” Draven demanded, but for an answer, MirageGaogamon seemed to flickered out, moving at the speed of sound, and slashed Draven across the chest. Draven cried out in pain, and swiped at MirageGaogamon with his claws, but he missed as MirageGaogamon seemed to disappear yet again. MirageGaogamon danced around his foe like an illusion, slashing again and again with his claws before finally dancing away.
Maria spread her wings, and her hands grew alight with fire. She clapped her hands together and called, “Blade Storm!” She flapped her wings, releasing a swirling of small, feather-sized blades that tore at Draven’s flesh.
“You can’t kill me with such weak attacks,” said Draven, laughing.
“Then it’s a good thing,” said MirageGaogamon, “that we’re far from finished.”
Maria raised her hands over her head, summoning a mighty, fierce and wicked-looking sword. MirageGaogamon’s chest armor expanded, sliding open slightly. Inside a gap in the center of his chest plate appeared a pool of red light.
“Doru Djinn!” called Maria, swinging her sword, unleashing a wave of fire.
“Lunar Cannon!” called MirageGaogamon, discharging the energy from his chest in a thick, wide yellow-white beam.
Draven raised his hands, summoning both barriers, one behind the other. But the attacks were too much. They sailed straight through. Draven was hit, the attacks bursting through his chest.
Draven was stunned. “No,” he said, “I’m Draven Gastrovich. I can’t lose!”
“Sorry Draven,” I said, “but it looks like you just did.”
Draven broke apart, becoming bits of data, his screams echoing throughout the city.
MirageGaogamon and Maria de-Digivolved. Zald and Carmensita’s Crests disappeared after the battle, making it unlikely that the two Digimon would ever reach Ultimate Level again, but really, you never know when it come to Digimon. Zald’s company decided that the Cincinnati area was too dangerous and it pulled out, cutting its losses. Zald and Carmen went with it.
We never saw them again, but we would never forget their role in the fight. We would forever be thankful that they had risked their lives to save us.
Proceed to Book Three (Coming Eventually)
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