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Post by Talos on Jun 14, 2010 19:07:18 GMT -5
"Alright, I WILL make sure that this city will NEVER fall to them." Necro clutched his fist in anger and memory and flew to MagnaAngemon's statue to calm himself. (( Mind skipping a couple of hours until its night? I mean night during the RP, not RL)) |
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Post by Magnamon on Jun 14, 2010 19:11:21 GMT -5
((sure)) Several hours later, Necro stood at MagnaAngemon's statue, where he had decided he would stay, with Byakkumon, ArcherStingmon, and ChaoDevimon.
"Guys, I warned him about the army. We must not fail in our defense of this city!", he yelled in anger.
"Necromon, calm down.", said ChaoDevimon
"No, he won't nor should he. This army killed my brother and destroyed his village."
"Yes, We are sorry we didn't tell you, but we never had the chance or time."
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Post by Talos on Jun 14, 2010 19:24:24 GMT -5
((sure)) Several hours later, Necro stood at MagnaAngemon's statue, where he had decided he would stay, with Byakkumon, ArcherStingmon, and ChaoDevimon. "Guys, I warned him about the army. We must not fail in our defense of this city!", he yelled in anger. "Necromon, calm down.", said ChaoDevimon "No, he won't nor should he. This army killed my brother and destroyed his village." "Yes, We are sorry we didn't tell you, but we never had the chance or time." SabreAngemon flew high in the sky, as the sun set and tinged the clouds red as blood. His keen eyes probed and searched the boarders of his land. Always on the look-out, always aware. That was his curse; since he had been a Patamon, he had watched and waited and guarded. He had never had time to be himself; always he was what the people needed. A protector, a guardian. A saviour. And so be become those things, and slowloy, he lost what it meant to be him. It was a small price to pay for the safgety of all those who inhabited the city....or so he kept telling himself at least. The flat plains had long since given way now to the dried and burnt out lands that marked the beggining of Virus terratory. Normally, SabreAngemon would have avoided it, but right now he had a lot on his mind. The upcoming attack played on him as he flew onwards. What if he wasn't strong enough to stop it? Then how many would die because he had failed in his task? Failed again.... He was the twenty-fourth Guardian, that meant that there had been twenty-four failede Guardians before him, and that meant that it was surely only a matter of time before he too fell to some Dark Digimon and became the Twenty-Fith guardian. One day he would fall, this he knew in the core of his heart, in the essence of his being. No Digimon lived forever, and certainly not one in a position like his. But this would not be that time; he swore to himself. He would stand and fight when the enemy arrived and they would not take one step inside the gates. Not. One. Step. Abruptly, there was a flashing pain and he fell from the sky with a cry, but training took over and he tumbled as he hit the ground' bleeding momentium and allowing him to rise smoothly to his feet, drawing his blades he growled at the darkness that suddenly seemed to close oppresivly around him. " Who did that? Who dares to challange SabreAngemon?" His only reply was a cough-like laugh, dry and brittle, and slowly, a Digimon emerged from the depthes of the blackness. His raggest, torn wings spread wide behind him, SkullSatamon looked with a grin upon SabreAngemon and spoke, his voice dry and raspy, " My my, we are far from home." SabreAngemon only growled, but he knew that his chances of victory were remote. He was a powerful Champion level Digimon, but still only a champion. SkullSatamon was a high-powered ultimate level. Still, hell would freeze over before he allowed himself to fall without a fight, and he knew that he would be needed for the battles to come. So he summoned his courage, riased his blade to the sky and said, " You would challange me? Then face my power." SkullSatamon licked his skeletal lips, " Challange you? Oh no, I', not going to do that. I'm going to destroy you." |
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Post by Magnamon on Jun 14, 2010 19:37:20 GMT -5
Necro sensed the presence of SkullSatamon immediately.
"This isn't good. Archer, snipe in the farthest place you can. Chao, you are with me. Byakku, keep the villagers safe, old friend."
"Sir!"
"Alright."
"Yeah."
the four separated and, Necro flew at SkullSatamon in a speed that made even the demon look on in awe. This demon was fast. Faster than most megas in battle.
"Necro Slash!" He slashed the SkullSatamon with his almost organic blade.
"Flame Claw!" ChaoDevimon burnt the demon but to no avail. His powers were useless in this situation.
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Post by Talos on Jun 14, 2010 19:42:44 GMT -5
Necro sensed the presence of SkullSatamon immediately. "This isn't good. Archer, snipe in the farthest place you can. Chao, you are with me. Byakku, keep the villagers safe, old friend." "Sir!" "Alright." "Yeah." the four separated and, Necro flew at SkullSatamon in a speed that made even the demon look on in awe. This demon was fast. Faster than most megas in battle. "Necro Slash!" He slashed the SkullSatamon with his almost organic blade. "Flame Claw!" ChaoDevimon burnt the demon but to no avail. His powers were useless in this situation. SabreAngemon took this oppertunity to charge his enemy -- alone he knew he would never be able to overcome the sheer power that SkullSatamon had at his disposal, but together they might be able to do it. " Blade of Light!" He slashed with his blade, aiming to sever the evil Digimon's wings from his spine, but the ultimite was fast and simply dodged out of the way before sending SabreAngemon spiraling into the ground with a single blow. As the Angel DSigimon picked himself up, SkullSatamon grinned, " You aren't nearly as strong as you used to be.! " What are you talking about?" Snarled SabreAngemon angrily, " We've never met before." " Not that you would remember." |
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Post by Magnamon on Jun 14, 2010 19:48:51 GMT -5
Necro overheard the conversation and asked, "Old friend?" He took his blade and stabbed himself in the stomach. "Blood of the Demon!" The energy directed itself at SkullSatamon, blasting his left arm off. "There-- that outta hurt, mate."
"Sniper Strike!.", exclaimed ArcherStingmon. The needles peirced SkullSatamon's wings but had little effect.
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