Baa-Ram-Ewe!

by Darkonshadows

293. Server City Ransom Pt. 18.

-Equus, Abyssinia, Palicoast, Beach, Jaded La Perm-

I snuggled against Fizzy under the umbrella with Silvers cuddled up between us.

“So… nun-chucks?” I asked quietly as we snuggled on the blanket.

“No, not happening Jade, you just want them for the joke of you being a sun priest.” Aw, that’s my Storm Queen, frosty as a blizzard and she punches me into the ground.

“But I’d be like a nun and I’d be chucking myself at people.” I whined with my ears drooping.

“Why did you marry her again?” Twilight asked from a blanket with Cadence and Shining Armor relaxing.

“She’s adorable and she knows how to make life interesting, even with her annoying habits.” Yep Fizzy was the unicorn I needed to keep happy, people would suspect it was Maries that was hard to please. You just needed cottage cheese, fish jerky (Of which my mom made too much) and a dead mouse and Maries was really easy to ply for favors. “Plus she’s at least a mother to Silvers and Silvers loves her too much for the divorce to carry through or happen now.”

“So cold…” I whined and I felt Fizzy wrap her hooves around me tightly with a giggle.

“Okay… now I’m concerned as to why Jaded married you.” Twilight said confusedly.

“I was lucky she couldn’t squeak anything out other than ‘yes’, she could have said ‘Shoo-be-do shoo-shoo-be-do~’ as a joke though and I still would have taken her despite how horrible that would have been.” Fizzy stated with a flat tone and a whale shark beached itself for a second, she glared at it and it promptly pushed itself back into the water in a frantic manner to get away from her.

“Fizzy keeps the crazy Abyssinian nibbling Whale Sharks away… come on Silvers it is okay, our Tempest Shadow scared it away.” I stated with grin as Silvers whimpered in my arms at the scary fish monster that came from the water. Eventually they uncurled and looked to the water and then Fizzy, they mewled happily and pounced into their mother’s belly much to her amusement.

“So… is Airship Mauled ever going to rejoin Equestria?” Ah, so Twilight did notice that we were still technically our own country in the middle of Equestria, probably shouldn’t have brought up the Storm Queen thing then.

-Digital Realm, Fury Clan High School, second floor, Pom-

Dolly took down three Kamemon in quick succession striking the middle one to the face with the bottom of her board, bounced up to flip forward to bring it down on the second one and kicked off that Kamemon’s neck with her rear paws to slam the last one into a classroom with a sideways swing.

With a last twist, Dolly landed on the floor on top of her board with both her rear paws. Her right paw gripping the nose and her left in the air to catch the thrown bone that took out a fourth Kamemon down the hall.

Frizzle was clawing up quite a few of them and the ones she didn’t claw up, she slammed them about with a chain grapple.

Sami at my side popped a few Kamemon with her rifle as long as no one was in her line of fire, I silently wondered wonder where they were disappearing to with the Backspace System. Considering this was their base, they couldn’t very well be disappearing to the top floor and the Kamemon still in the way were quickly being thinned out under my friend’s assault.

-Fury Clan High School Medical Facilities, near the front entrance hall on the first floor, Kamemon-

They just kept coming, the room was full of groaning and in pain bodies… the horror…. the horr-AGH?!

A Kamemon teleport in on top of me, followed by several more… I was swiftly being buried alive under my kin.

I would be stuck under them for several hours, living a nightmare I couldn’t escape from.

-Fury Clan High School, second floor, Pom-

Dazzle personally lashed out with some flame whips and was leaping to the walls, climbing along lockers and avoiding the blasts of water aimed her way and sometimes clambered along the ceiling to launch attacks. Canard was hitting any Kamemon that was attacking with flaming pucks or a kick or two, his size giving him a natural advantage against any rookie level Digimon.

As we continued pushed forward down the hall to the staircase at the far end, I was slowly moving forward and not doing much fighting. I was doing a lot of thinking and Dolly was quietly reassuring me that could handle do most of the fighting for me currently.

I trusted her if the threat wasn’t beyond her and champions were definitely a threat that only Pokémon and Digimon can handle. Despite Ogremon’s shockwave hitting Dazzle directly, she’s still going strong and didn’t take too many injuries despite impacting a wall and being squeezed in Ultros’s somewhat crushingly strong tentacles not too long ago.

We were causing a lot of carnage, but there were so few Kamemon standing in our way. I was expecting like hundreds and it was more like ten or so in our way at any given time with maybe a minute long break between fighting groups of them.

Something tells me that if we had fought Ultros and Raptor Sparrowmon in order, then Etemon might have been more ready for us… if he was even ready at all.

“You think somethings up?” Sami asked before firing a spray of bullets from her rifle pressed against her shoulder.

“I don’t know, I mean I’m trying to piece together everything, but everything does actually seem as simple as it appears concerning your report on the Backspace System and finding out that some Greymon Expert guy creating it.” I mean if Etemon were a mastermind of some kind, then he’d have some plan and I couldn’t find reason to think he had much of a plan beyond getting lots of Digi-credits, sell Greymon Expert’s product and be a moderate nuisance in our backsides. “I have things I want to ask Etemon about the Anchor Key when we get to him.”

“You and me both, like why Greymon Expert would bother with a viral advertising program.” Sami muttered and we had passed by multiple unused classrooms. The classrooms looked like they had the necessary supplies for teaching, but nobody was using the stuff, some Kamemon were even coming out of the classrooms and looked a little groggy like they had been sleeping in them and quickly kicked into gear to fight us off. “Also I want to know why these Kamemon are so loyal to Etemon. The Basher Bullies and Data Divers I can understand, Ultros had control of information and Ogremon was basically a toll troll that locked up a parts of the city what with the fact that Goblimon hardly care about scruples when it comes to being generally obnoxious.”

“Yeah, but the parts of that they took over… well the Data Divers to the northwest weren’t very active in obstructing people, but they were active in observing and getting information on them. They were well prepared for us in advance if we had decided to attack. Say what you might about Ultros’s exceedingly odd and mildly vile personality, but I believe the Data Divers aren’t very evil even if their boss is somewhat dubious in that area he was willing to do dealings with us even if we were going to be enemies. Before we came to assault this place I saw one of them running the Ferris Wheel for the little Digimon, I only made mention of that the day before and they actually went and did something nice with that information.” Which let me know the Monitamon were orgranized, gathered information stupidly fast and aside from a lack of personal combat strength had a sense of community. They only tested us once or twice. The Goblimon had a sense of community and they were quite honest in their operations of being evil to a comical degree, quite aggressive, but they weren’t very strong individually with some exceptions. Ogremon… he was honest about wanting a challenge someone to fight to an absurd degree. “Ogremon just wanted a fight, he was even asking for it and we very well can’t give it to him now that he’s too strong for us. My read of him is adrenaline junkie and volatile punk, which is why I said what I did to him...”

“Even knowing it was horribly insulting to say?” Yes, Sami, saying he could be a recognized member of the overall Digimon in the city wasn’t a lie. Ogremon could run a police force if he wanted to, but no he’s more of an ‘I’m evil because I want to be’ kind of person.

“Yes… and it really set him off didn’t it? We’re almost through the second floor.” I didn’t have a read on the Falcomon, but the ‘Avalanche Avians’ chose to work with the other gangs for some reason and I could ask. They were good at spreading their guys throughout the city because of their gliding abilities, aside from that they didn’t say much and showed up to backup any of the other three allied gangs that were in trouble. “He’s probably free by now… which is why I’m worried about him coming at us from behind.”

The Kamemon, they didn’t mind stealing digi-credits even from the gangs they were allied with and the whole King’s Kame thing seem to have them under Etemon as some kind of warlord king behind the three gangs running amuck as the head of them all.

From what little we’ve heard from him, Etemon’s personality sounded extremely flamboyant and being a Digimon that apparently specializes in advertising, the kind of shock and awe he delivers would make sense for his character.

“I’m more worried about him coming at us through the floor, wonder what’s keeping him from coming after you.” Sami said as she tossed a grenade with a smiley face and spoke in a strange Mexicolt accent as it was thrown.

I looked behind me at the groaning Kamemon littered about the floor and walls that were burnt, filled with projectile holes or battered by Dolly’s skateboard. I shivered and continued forward to keep up with everyone else.

-Fury Clan, first floor back hallway, Rokusho-

Ogremon were somewhat formidable foes when given motivation, without a Leomon they tend to get bored or were constantly there wasn’t a Leomon around. They were always open about their intentions, even if they would proceed to lie, cheat and or steal afterwards, their end game intentions were always a known factor… how they get there was always a question.

This one was proving to be a major issue and Pom’s group was working its way towards Etemon, they would not likely be able to fell him even with their numbers and would need us soon enough.

To that end I pushed back the bone with the blade on my left armed and slammed my left fists armored knuckle into the right side of his face staggering him and depleting his dark net aura for a few seconds. Limited and self-made though it was, his dark net ability was quite impressive as it was terrifying that it looked like he made it on instinct and in a matter of seconds purely out of rage.

After unleashing and electrified stunning slash that paused Ogremon for a few second and dropped his aura, I hopped back several times to let Metabee open up on him.

“Have a taste of this, Burst Fire!” Metabee fired a burst of exploding bullets from both his arms that hammered Ogremon in the chest and head and actually caused quite some damage.

Ogremon roared and thrust his fist to launch a Pummel Whack attack, Metabee immediately moved out of the way as he nearly got shoulder tackled by full sized energy copy of Ogremon.

“Hah you…” Metabee was starting to say, however I kept my eye on the energy clone.

“Behind you!” My warning came in time as the energy clone turned about and lashed out its fist and fired a head shaped blast of a normal Pummel Whack.

Metabee managed to move out of the way of the blast and as he darted to the side his split horn fired off a barrage of powerful missiles that pushed Ogremon back and into a wall with every successive blast.

“Dig in Rokusho, we’ve got this!” At least Metasbee’s explosive personality at least matched his fighting ability… for the most part.

-Fury Clan, second to third floor staircase, Dazzle-

We stopped to rest for a bit and I decided to look to Frizzle. She’s been fighting alongside us, but she seemed upset and I might know why.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t enjoy acting like that either, but it helped the situation immensely…” I received Frizzle’s attention immediately as her head snapped on to me.

“Are you girls good to go? We can take another minute if you need to work out your issues, even the best players in hockey need to be benched once in a while or else they risk hurting themselves from pushing too hard. Winning isn’t everything, especially if a price paid for it was too high.” Canard’s constantly referencing hockey aside, he wasn’t wrong. “The less experienced need some game time too to get just as good.”

Lit squeaked and tilted his body slightly in curiosity on Dolly’s head as he looked between us with his four little eyes, Dolly barked something and he simply crawled down her back and snuggled into her fur to relax. The little electric tick understood Dolly well enough without a translator.

“I’m the one that should be sorry, I tried to make you feel comfortable with your evolution and here I am completely terrified of mine and I can barely confront the idea of becoming that again. It feels like I'm being a total hypocrite about these things.” Hearing Frizzle talk was still a novelty, though I wasn’t about to make fun of her squeaky helium voice as I rarely ever got to hear it since we became friends and digi-destined partners. If she talks, then I know it’s important that I should listen. “You can’t exactly go back on your evolution and you’re going to be stuck like this for the rest of your life, possibly only increasing in size as a biological. Me, I can eventually learn to slide into and out of various forms eventually with enough control of my coding, but I’ll most likely become a Growlmon again given my particular line is very set in stone. I can even become a true monster by becoming a Megidramon. In general I like being laid back, but that time as a Growlmon was the first time I digitally evolved beyond being a Rookie and when I woke up from my rampage… well you spent most of your time telling me about how horrible Viperia was and then you evolved in the sewers. Told me how Salazzles are usually seen and act… it’s hard to believe that you would ever be like that. Then you went and showed us how you could be acting and I'm just glad that your not haughty in the slightest, you didn't need to apologize for being helpful.”

“Yes, becoming a Salazzle was quite distressing for me.” Most Salazzle’s weren’t nice, ask my sisters… at least they were all smaller than me now. “Still… you were there for me and have been a good friend since. Evolution messes with brains of Pokémon sometimes and they are never quite the same after evolution and it is kind of sad when that happens, I guess gaining wings or new limbs changes perspectives on things. I’m glad that it didn’t happen to me, also I’m physically tougher than I was as a Salandit so that’s a big plus. I really just want to thank all of you for being here for me.”

“I think we’ve rested enough, we can’t stay here all day and Etemon still might find a way to get away.” Canard stated as I quietly made my way over to Frizzle to give her a hug.

“I believe that you can keep control of yourself when you become a Growlmon, you don’t exactly have the same problems that we Pokémon do when it comes to evolution.” I muttered and she put a claw around my back and hugged me in return.

“Okay, I really have to ask, where are the guys on floor three?” We turned to Pom at the top of the stairs looking into floor three. I quickly made my way up the stairs and floor three was… eerily silent.

Oh we could still hear the sounds of combat outside and below for sure, but this was like a ghost Pokémon convention. We quietly stepped out into the hallway and looked around…. nothing was coming at us or attacking.

“I don’t like this.” Pom muttered and Dolly barked something as we slowly tread forward hopefully looking for any signs of an ambush by looking into the nearby rooms. “Did we already deal with all the Kamemon?”

“That would be a little hard to believe, unless they are the smallest among the three other gangs we’ve been dealing with.” Grunted Canard as his beak clenched immediately afterwards and he carefully poked his head into doorways leading with his projectile weapon.

-Dolly-

“You know how they say when things are too quiet and then something loud happens that spooks everyone?” I padded after Pom on my paws with my skateboard across my back without disrupting Lit’s position, the throwing bone tied up in the strap. “Getting those kind of vibes here Pom.”

“Land and weapons, Sea and information, Air and possible couriers… what does King’s Kame represent as far as specialization? The most they been doing is stealing any Digi-credits not nailed down and they don’t come off as thieves to me, more like opportunists.” It seems Pom mind was not entirely on the spooky third floor hallway as we were cautiously passing by the fourth classrooms on our left and right. “They control the river at the very least, the spine of the city… not the most numbers or the best combat ability, but the most capable officers with Gawappamon and Shawjamon. What am I missing here?”

“Pom, all my fur is standing up… something nasty is about to happen soon, I can feel it. Is sixth sense a thing with magic?” She glanced at me and looked around, she lifted her left hoof and ran it in small circles around my upper back. Very comforting, but still upset that nothing was currently coming at us.

We’ve been mostly fighting constantly up to this point, so where was everyone that was trying to stop us?

“Nothing in any of these rooms?” Canard asked he continued to watch our backs. “This is taking too much time… what are the chances there aren’t any Digimon between us and Etemon right now?”

“With our collective lucks, quite low and that’s the seldom heard optimist in me speaking.” Pom was paying attention ahead and looking left and right before cautiously passing the doorways. Dazzle clambered up to the ceiling and stayed there looking for trouble, Frizzle gripped at the chain wrapped around her right arm. Even Lit was awake and looking about as we were about a quarter of the way down the hallway with nothing happening.

“So… do we just keep talking to make sure we don’t freak out if nothing happens?” A wary Dazzle said from above as she crawled along the ceiling. “I mean relaxing sounds like one of the absolute dumbest things we can do right now.”

We heard a noise and Pom looked to the right, I jumped on her sight and saw a large metal bird pass by attacking something.

“That must have been Raptor Sparrowmon.” Pom breathed out slowly. “I’m so glad we didn’t go through the whole fight all the gang leaders and then find out where Etemon was while giving them time to recover and have to fight them all over again.”

Funny, sounded like a video game with eight guys and then you fight them and the final boss twice, I don’t know if I remember it all too well. I don’t spend much time indoors playing electronic games when I could be putting my body through its paces.

“Is everyone that bothered by this whole entire floor being empty of any guards?” Canard said as he strode ahead and took glances into nearby rooms. “I don’t think anything is going to happen on this…”

A loud crashed and a dust and debris filled the corridor behind us, coming from a classroom. Soon a pair of black scythe like limbs grabbed at the edges of the doorway and ripped a large hole in and what crawled through looked like a demented black crab robot thing.

“Do you suppose that’s the thing the Data Divers had buried in the beach?” Pom asked sounding more relieved that something was happening than when it wasn’t. In fact everyone seemed to be sighing in relief. “Also Canard, there’s a rule that Dolly and me intrinsically know. It’s this, don’t tempt fate around me, because I think she’s quite salty that I won’t give up on life and drop dead!”

“Really, you guys were sighing in relief about this, wouldn’t it have been better had nothing happened at all and you were all just being silly?” The four legged machine ripped its way out of the classroom and turned towards us. “Also, yeah, tempting fate to try another assassination attempt on Pom, very bad!”

“Okay, yeah, I can see where that was stupid of me, I apologize profusely for what’s about to happen.” After a pause Canard added. “I didn’t even finish my sentence…”

“Doesn’t matter Canard, half sentences still count regardless. Honestly Dolly, I think the tension needed to be cut by something… unfortunately it’s likely a machine with an extremely deadly amount of lethal applications to it.” The dull delivery made me know that Pom was highly upset by having to fight another large machine. “One that’s going to be a bother to deal with since it’s another walking tank, it is at least smaller than the one in San Fransokyo and I can still do bark breakers given I haven’t run my throat raw in recent history. All I needed to do for that was find the frequency to hit it for the most damage.”

“So same usual way we always end up dealing with things?” Thinking about the amount of robots and machinery I’ve destroyed put things into perspective how awesome we were, plus the stories of the machines Pom has dealt with before even ending up in my home world.

“Guys… I’ve seen one of these before.” Sami had a deer in the headlights kind of look to her. “One those things can tear fifty Commandramon apart in two minutes in more than five ways…”

We heard a whirring noise.

“It’s about to fire, take cover!” Sami dove for the nearest classroom and I immediately followed Pom into diving to the side as a stream of hundreds of projectiles filled the hallway, after a moment the lead filling the air stopped.

“Hmph… send Hi-Andromon after Ultros will you?” A voice asked from the machine as it slowly started walking forward. I moved my board to shield me and looked at the staircase up to the fourth floor down the hall that now resembled Swiss cheese somewhat along with the walls around the staircase being full of holes. Why am I now thinking of snacks my family likes at a time like this? “I think it’s time that I, Hi-Vision Monitamon, show all of you exactly why you shouldn’t have messed with the Data Divers. Say hello to your doom today, the X-ATM zero nine two, the indestructible Black Widow!”

The claws on the machine snapped and it started for us only to be hit by a rocket from Sami, it was blown back, but it didn’t topple over and had taken a bit of damage. It seemed to sit still for a moment and started billowing steam.

“Hah so much for…” Was the moderately ripped up armor seriously repairing itself from a direct rocket hit in front of our eyes? The things I do for love… how was I going to protect Pom from that?! “Oh come on, it can regenerate!”

“Yeah, I… I don’t think I want to fight that thing…” Pom was quivering and why wouldn’t she be, it just showed that her Bark Breaker technique was going to be entirely pointless unless we could take out the guy piloting that thing before the armor repaired itself.

-Sami-

“This is exactly why I made this rocket launcher, M-loader!” I said from my position in a classroom, we had spread out and taken cover in various classrooms.

As that death tank stomped forward, Canard fired a few shots lightly damaging the armor. Frizzle and Dazzle opened up on it with fireball and a dragon shaped wad of energy.

The machine slowed to stop and repaired the damage done to it immediately.

“We can overwhelm its repair functions, but that is going to take hitting with constant heavy attacks back to back until it can’t keep up with the damage!” It was probably for the best that we figure out how to deal with the pilot inside that thing, otherwise we weren’t going to beat the machine. “We’d need to deal with the pilot immediately if we can even crack the armor enough to get at him.”

A few hundreds rounds flew down the hall and Dolly yelped as she pulled back into the room, she was in with Pom and Lit. I saw what she was looking at, the staircase we needed to get up to the fourth floor.

Lit tried to sneak out and the hallway immediately filled with fire as exploding orbs were launched from the spinneret grenades on the back of the machine, Lit immediately went back to the room.

“Yeah, that little electricity sucker isn’t going to be able to do anything this time, he can’t get to the sealed power source!” Ah, so Hi-Vis was aware of Lit’s existence.

“He’s not wrong, there are four pylons on the legs for repair and extra energy production.” I knew a few things about this reaper of a machine. “Even if Lit could reach one of them, it wouldn’t be enough to get all of them or stop the machine from being power from its primary reactor. At most he’d only be stopping the machines auxiliary power at best!”

“He won’t even get that much since I’m aware of his capabilities… not mention what the rest of you can do!” Responded Hi-Vis. High Vision Monitamon was a mid-tier Champion in pure offensive capability, but still a Monitamon and Monitamon were dangerously intelligent with enough information. This one was just dangerous for the reason he could fight with and without the freaking walking tank he brought to fight us. “Most of the Monitamon are off cleaning up Data Divers headquarters thanks to that ultimate you pointed at us, but I’m not going to need them to deal with you if I could beat him!”

“Any weaknesses on that thing can we exploit Sami?!” Canard stated as hundreds of shots slammed into the wall he was taking covered behind.

“Well it’s not good at fighting things that come at it from the side, back or are on top of it, since most of its weapons are forward facing. Going below it is just asking it to crush you under its weight or stab you with one of its legs. So being in front of it out in the open is kind of a death sentence.” That was just how you should approach one of these if you were ever to run across it. “As for plan of attacks, anything that can take out the pilot immediately. I’m talking highly piercing attacks, shockwaves from explosions and even devastating sounds that can vibrate past the armor, anything like that. It’s going to be hard to get close, because he likely knows most of what can do already thanks to the other Monitamon watching us in action.”

The mad machine started getting closer to our positions.

-Pom-

“Wait, Ultros is down by the back entrance hall, aren’t you worried about him!” Maybe I can try to appeal to the death machine piloting guys need to protect his boss?

“Sure he’s pretty badly injured, but if no further injury occurs he’ll be completely fine. I believe Ogremon will not strike out at him while he’s weak, besides he’s too busy dealing with those two digi-bots at the moment to really take advantage of Lord Ultros’s weakness if he were even inclined to do so in the first place. A Goblimon might, but not the mob boss himself from what information I have on him. Even in his berserker state he would not break our alliance on a whim.” Okay so that was a confirmation on what Ogremon was doing, hoped Metabee and Rokusho could handle that particular problem by themselves. “Raptor Sparrowmon and his Avalanche Avians has most of your other forces tied up so you will not be getting help from them, Abobo also has two particularly interesting specimens held up at the front hall so they aren’t going to come either. So really what else can you say now to stop me from taking all of you down now that you know where all your forces are and knowing that they can’t help you before I’m done with you?”

“Wouldn’t you rather secure Ultros first, instead of hoping that things go alright?” I tried again.

“Already sending available Monitamon to do so, thank you for reminding me of a few free agents.” I could hear the machine stomping its way down the halls toward us, it was heavy enough to be loud as my thundering heart and lightweight enough that it wasn’t breaking through the floor. It could also render Bark Breakers pointless. “Can you guys maybe give me five minutes to perform a Thousand Spears: Huo?!”

Basically if I was hit with anything at all or even so much as jostled slightly, then it would completely ruin the buildup for the attack. Also I would need the ability to concentrate to even build up for it.

“Yeah, that’ll depend on us keeping him off you for those five minutes, I don’t think he’ll let us keep him at bay that long.” Yeah, that’s what I think too Dazzle, but it’s the most powerful attack I know that’s not a desperation maneuver that’s likely to kill me.

Basically I wanted this fight to be survivable and still be capable of eating beyond using a straw by the end of it. Hard sell really, but I had an idea to stall a little longer.

“Wait, wait, time out, a few last questions before you start killing us all in a manner that will leave bloody smears everywhere!” I heard the machine in the hallway pause almost upon. Dolly, Lit and all the others in the various doorways leaned out to give me a questioning look and raised eyebrows. I gave them a weak grin. “How did you ever know we were on the third floor to come after us and how did you guess we set up Hi-Andromon to go after you when we didn’t directly tell him to do so? Also are the Avalanche Avians couriers by any chance?”

“If you must know, this vehicle has a sonar scan feature that can detect specific vocal speech, the machine caught on to the tall bipedal ducks word and I focused the zoom feature through the windows and saw you skulking about on the third floor. The reason I came through the wrong classroom is because I misjudge the leap to the High School… I was going to crash through the building right into you and give you no time to react, but I have clearly missed my opportunity for a perfect ambush completely.” Ah so Hi-Vis wasn’t perfectly calculating, good to know. “Aside from just confirming that it was you who did it… you entered an eatery and the Biyomon you talked to was later seen in the presence of Hi-Andromon who immediately set out to the northwestern beach where the Data Divers are known to reside. Using that brightly smiling Biyomon as an intermediary to charm and direct him at us was smart when Hi-Andromon had it out for you as well. It’s just too bad he lost the fight to us, can’t believe the guy managed to limp away after being hit with every mine, trap and the Black Widow constantly attacking him… the guy just wouldn’t die and I hope he reduces back to an Andromon, because I don’t think we Monitamon could actually delete him otherwise. The only reason he got away is because the Black Widow was just that badly damage, still it took on an ultimate and made him flee. Yes the Avalance Avians work in the distributing of the Backspace Systems for sale and are couriers for things that simply can’t be ‘attach filed’ to an 'anon' email. Is that all you wanted? Does anyone else want any questions before I take my frustrations on you? If yes, well too bad, because I’m coming for you right now!”

“Yeah, you can go about attacking us now and thank you for telling us all that.” I said pleasantly, then inhaled and though about how he said his machine could pick up Canard’s voice. He was just that confident that he could kill us all…

Well he probably could, but I would give it my best shot to take on him and his monstrous self-repairing machine that held up to an ultimate… and barely at that considering what the ultimate Digimon went through to barely disable it long enough to escape.

“Do you have a plan Pom?” Dolly asked as the machine made a loud noise.

“Nope.” This made me wonder… how do you even plan for something like this?! “We should probably dive behind something or knock something over for cover... like right now.”

An orb with a glowing red line making beeping noises flew into the room in arc and Dolly knocked it back out using the bone club like a baseball bat, the sudden fiery explosion and blast wave outside the doorway knocked us over.

I quickly reached my hooves up to the nearby teacher’s desk and heave it over in front of me as another explosion went off, the wood surprisingly didn’t burn, but it did scorch vaguely. Was it made of Ipe wood?

“Oh cool, it’s made of I P wood!” I heard Sami shouting from another room where another explosion happened. “Everyone, anything made of wood here will make for some really good cover!”

“Okay, who programmed the freaking wood in this building to be to be made of nigh incombustible I P WOOD?!” Angrily shouted Hi-Vis Monitamon as he lost all composure that his grenade launching attacks wouldn’t be able to flush us out.

“So there is something like OSHA compliance here… huh, neat.” It was nice to find out about that now of all times while my back was to the wall in a classroom with a death machine coming after me.

This scenario wasn't new to us, nor was it unusual that it was happening yet again... we had to destroy a machine or not die as long as possible trying to do so.

"Here we go again Pom." Grumbled Dolly rolling her eyes.

Author's Note:

A champion Digimon piloting X-ATM092 Black Widow managed to repel Hi-Andromon. (For some reason I read this designation as X-ATM as 'Atma' in relation to the words 'Atma Weapon')

It is also know as that one early game Final Fantasy 8 boss that just wouldn't die, but could be killed if you kept beating it into the ground enough times. It gave you the impression that it was unkillable and you would run to the shore so it could die under armor piercing deck gun fire.

FF8 also had a habit of having the enemies in the game scale alongside you and they scale faster to be exponentially more powerful than you.

Comments

[Darkonshadows]

11488527

Ah, Titamon, the Digimon that is the Kratos of the Digital Realms.

[Akin2018]

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Is Pom going to eventually get dangerous enough to fight Ogremon in a one on one fight or nah. Also have a feeling that spider tank bot will be put on auto pilot if the driver gets taken out.

[Booster Spice]

Pity Pom hasnt read Hitchikers Guide To the Galaxy.

Marvin verses the Unstoppable Tank.

[Herald of Opera]

It is also know as that one early game Final Fantasy 8 boss that just wouldn't die, but could be killed if you kept beating it into the ground enough times.

It's an alternate translation of "Ultima Weapon" which is a bit more of a series mainstay.