Chapter 11: Stingmon

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Nestling on the cusp of a sand dune, long sliver hair shimmering in the sun, Arukenimon watched The pesky digidestined intently. although this went against her orders she couldn't help but spy on them. As one of the masters generals she wanted to see what the enemy could do before engaging them.

What she saw, through her ornate pair of binoculars which would look more at home at an opera house than a desert, she didn't like. Ken Ichijouji, the former Digimon Emperor and bearer of the crest of Tyranny had defected and was now staring down his own freakish Creation, Krimeramon. Standing boldly beside him was his little runt of a partner, Wormmon, looking proud and defiant.

Krimeramon Screeched at his former master and dove into attack, its teeth bared, arms outstretched claws flashing, just as he was about to strike a blinding light flashed, a tell-tale screech and holding back the beast hovering in mid-air was a Digimon that Arukenimon thought she would never see again.

"This is an interesting turn of events..." she purred to her self, sliding back down the dune she gracefully climbed into her car and sped away...

A grin spread across Armadilliomons face. "ladies and gentlemon! I give you the champion of justice. Stingmon! Evil Digimon had better watch out for his sting strike!"

Stingmon twisted in mid air throwing Krimeramon back and freeing himself up to deliver a scissor kick to the beasts chin whipping its skull skyward pushing it back further. A glowing purple spike shot from a sheath on Stingmons forearm, but before he could move to strike, he was forced into a twisting dive to avoid a plasma blast from his opponent.

Suddenly a clawed fist slammed into Stingmons chest, a bellow announced the beasts fury. Krimeramon may have been caught offgaurd before but the beasts savage survival instinct had kicked in and it wasn't going to let this new prey get the better of it.

"Come on Stingmon! I know you can beat it! Your better than this thing!" cried ken in support. but it was only a small gesture, against the monumental task of defeating a born fighting machine.

Kari watched the battle, anger brewing. But she wasn't angry at Krimeramon nor Ken and Stingmon. No, she was angry with herself, why? Why haven't I fought? I want to have TK back but all i've done is let the sadness take over, Ive Given up im letting the others bear the burden... TK didn't give up on me...and I Shouldn't give up on him! Kari looked down to Gatomon "Lets give him a hand! You Ready?"

a gleam of pride flashed in the feline Digimon eyes, "There's the Kari I know! Of course I'm ready!"

"Digi-armour Energise!"

"Gatomon Armour Digivolve TO... Nefertimon!"

Kari Stood next to ken as Nefertimon launched in to the fray, her Rosetta stone spinning its way into Krimeramon's skull.

"What are you doing! I asked to fight alone so none of you guys would get hurt!"

Kari, suddenly shivered a memory surfacing of another boy prepared to sacrifice himself to protect others, herself especially. Kari turned slightly and looked the former Tyrant in the eye, "Ken your one of the Digidestined and we NEVER fight alone."

Tai Knocked on the Apartment Door, but was surprised when it swung open easily. Matt was expecting him, yes but usually it took him five minutes to answer the door... stepping over the threshold, a angered cry escaped Tai's lips. The apartment was a mess.

It look like a hurricane had passed through. chairs were over turned, picture frames smashed and the TV was in pieces scattered across the room. But all this paled in comparison to the sight Tai focused on. lying in the remains of the coffee table, bruised, beaten and bleeding was His best Friend.

Tai dashed to Matt's Side "Matt! What happened! I'm gonna call an ambulance," he reach for the cell phone his mother gave him for emergency's but a hand stopped him.

"T..Tai... Warn the others... He's here... TK's here... in the real world... he wants our Darkness..." Matt whispered feverishly. his deep blue eyes glazed a little and his voice dropped to nothing more than a breath, "I feel cold Tai... so cold." his eyelids slowly closed and his hand went limp.

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