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20 July 2009 @ 08:47 pm

Who: Anyone and everyone
Where: File City
What: Dynasmon X and his armies attack!


Dynasmon cruised through the sky, just above cloud level, surveying his surroundings as he headed towards File City. This land was disgusting. It was one of the few areas that remained unconquered by his master, all because of Alphamon. The Lord of the Empty Seat had returned from his self-imposed exile, and was now opposing his master. Whatever loyalty Dynasmon had felt towards Alphamon was long gone. He was flying towards the city right now to destroy him, once and for all. It mattered not that he was surrounded by walls of steel and an army of Digimon ready to die for him. Die they would, for Dynasmon was unstoppable, the most supreme force upon the Digital World outside of his Master. The others who had joined him could not match his power – it had been so when they were but lesser creatures, and it was so now. Single-handedly, Dynasmon had brought the resisting elements of the Digital World to a heel. It was he who had crushed the mightiest of the opposition, and he alone. He needed no armies.

Banking left, he hovered over the city. He would need to attack now, before Alphamon detected his presence. As he made ready his attack, something caught his eye and he stopped, his concentration disrupted. At the entrance to File City were two Machinedramon – they did no matter – and four human children with Digimon. Digidestined! Everything was plunged into shocking clarity: his master’s absence from the Digital World made so much sense now! He knew of these children, and was waiting to see what they would do. A wise decision given the history of the Digidestined, Dynasmon conceded, but an unneccessary one. He had explicit instructions from his master to not attack the Digidestined, which altered his plans slightly – he would have to call in some reserves, after all – but, from what he observed, they were little threat. One girl was screaming loud enough for him to hear at another one, who had already turned her back and was walking away. They would pose absolutely no threat whatsoever divided like this! His master would be pleased...perhaps pleased enough to allow Dynasmon, his most loyal and powerful servant, to destroy them personally.

In the meantime, he decided to have a little fun with them. Allow them to feel despair, by seeing the might that they faced.

“Breath of Wyvern!”

A blinding blue light shot from his body, coalescing and taking the form of a dragon, charging down towards the Digidestined. At the last moment, it swerved away, and carved through the two Machinedramon just behind them, obliterating them instantly and taking out much of the front wall of the city in a blinding flash. Dynasmon smirked. Such a display of power would surely get their attention. It seemed to get the attention of the sentries, who were already flying towards him. An Angemon streaked towards him, golden light shooting from its hand, and Dynasmon allowed the beam to glance off his wing, speeding forward and slashing at it in contempt with a claw in retaliation, slicing it to ribbons and scattering its data to the winds. Such impudence from such weaklings was not to be tolerated.

“Dragon’s Gust!”

He beat his wings once, blowing the remaining airborne Digimon back and obliterating them in the backlash of energy it caused. Pitiful. If this was the best Alphamon could offer for resistance, he would soon be joining his pathetic allies in death. Ignoring the Digimon on the ground and the Digidestined, he landed atop the hill overlooking File City.

“Hear me, Alphamon! You have opposed the will of the new master of the world, GranDracmon, and you shall atone for your crimes on this day! So do I, Dynasmon, loyal servant of the master of all, decree! All forces, attack! Crush all who resist, and turn this pitiful city to ash!”

A hoarde of Vilemon and Bakemon burst from the forest behind him and swept over the hills, charging towards the city. Overhead, several Devidramon swooped in to harry those below, unchallenged now that Dynasmon had removed the aerial forces. At his side, a Phantomon hovered, awaiting his pleasure. Dynasmon raised a clawed hand and pointed at the Digidestined.

“Keep a close watch upon those humans. Test them, but do not kill them. I shall deal with Alphamon personally.” Without waiting for a response, he took off, overtaking the armies below him easily and heading towards the building where he knew his former commander would be lodged. It was time to settle old scores once and for all.
neoubermensch on July 21st, 2009 07:39 pm (UTC)
As they rode, Luc turned his head back towards Dracomon, taking in his words only for a mere moment.

"No human is without emotion. We aren't programmed, we don't develop that way. And interest, in anything... a motivating characteristic represents a core emotion, in her case as it would seem it would be curiosity and/or passion, which fall into the classification of emotion. Dracomon, perhaps she may have a perceptive eye for others but she certainly does not for herself. She will not be able to accomplish anything without discovering her own weaknesses. But I'm sure you'll do that."

Luc's eyes turned into small slits.

"Be wary of her arrogance, she may only see that characteristic in myself because it is something that she holds as well. After all how else could one explain. I am not prideful enough to deny what within myself to work on, but she rarely looks within herself taking on an air of self-indulgence."

He leaned his head back one more now relaxed within his position onto of his larger digimon. As Dobermon rode jumping from piece of building to piece of building he finally landed with a blow.

"She is also in part wrong, I am not out for myself, but out for a greater good, I just feel that I am capable of understanding what that is over some. She is certainly perceptive but as far as I'm concerned you have more to worry about with your partner, right Dobermon?"

He unsaddled himself and helped Lyrica down, Dobermon bowing his body for the other digimon to get off. Luc was once again not in a rush, watching the battle that hung just slightly in the distance from them.

"So Dobermon, what's your take?"

"This is horrible." Dobermon closed it's eyes and bowed it's head solemnly, "This is not a fight you want to see. Traitorous intentions against one of the great."

"They are that far greater in ability than you?"

"I would advise we run..." Luc was a bit disheartened by this information, but luckily Dobermon knew a useless fight when he saw one, and Luc wasn't about to take his chances on a fight he wasn't even sure if he believed in the side. Luc was for now curious in the battle itself and watching as the events unfolded.

"Dobermon, for now... do kindly to watch how each of the digimon fight, it may be helpful in the future." He turned towards Lyrica, "If we must, we will run, even though I understand you want to save her. Overall, she has made her choice. And when the time comes we must make ours."

As the Phantomon and the ring of Bakemon appeared, Dobermon seethed at the mouth, "Luc... what is your next step."

He turned towards Lyrica, "If you can, you must make your digimon digivolve! Otherwise, we'll have to play Red Rover." Once again that familiar smile crept onto Luc's lips.