by MetalSamamon » Sat Nov 12, 2005 6:39 pm
Hello everyone! I hope you like this chapter; I plan on having this series be both emotional and dark at the same time! So, here it is, the official first chapter!
'Final Force: The Last Battle' Chapter 1; "Memories":
With a painful thud, WarMetalSamamon falls out of the sky and slams onto the rocky terrain below. He cries out in pain as he bounces across the ground, and finally stops after skipping across the rocks like a stone across a lake. "I forgot how much fun Digi-ports are!" he mutters sarcastically, rising to his feet.
Surveying the landscape; he smiles as he realizes that he's just where he wanted to be. Not more than mile away from him is MetalSamamon's fortress; which he left to MysticalFlamingamon to keep up until his return. The place has fallen into disrepair; and the walls are a dark grey hue even in the bright sunlight. "Are they even here anymore?" WarMetalSamamon asks himself, strolling across the broken rocky landscape towards the gates.
Just then, he sees someone come out of the fortress entrance, and he instantly recognizes the mon. "Hey MysticalFlamingamon; lower the gates...I have to talk with you!" he calls out, drawing a look from the floating Digimon.
Suddenly, MysticalFlamingamon's expression becomes happy; and he floats up to the entrance of the gates. "WarMetalSamamon! You've returned! How good it is to see you again!" he enters a code on the control pad near the entrance, and the gates drop down just as WarMetalSamamon makes his way up to the gates. "Wow...you look terrible...what happened?" he asked the injured MysticalFlamingamon as he floated towards him. "Oh these..." MysticalFlamingamon points to the scars and open wounds on his heads and body, "...you can thank your partner for these!"
"He's not my partner anymore!!" WarMetalSamamon screams in anger and slams his fist into the arch of the gate opening. MysticalFlamingamon looks in shock at the bent metal frame; and looks back at him in happiness, "Well, at least we share a common enemy..." "It wasn't always that way; but when I met him again on Cybertron; he was even more evil than before..." WarMetalSamamon begins, "...he'd become even more sinister and ruthless; he even tried to kill me!" "That doesn't surprise me; MetalSamamon's always been unpredictable and cruel." MysticalFlamingamon states and rubs one of his open sores.
"So, he did that to you...how?" WarMetalSamamon asks him, and pulls out a first aid kit from one of the pouches on his belt. He wraps a bandage around MysticalFlamingamon's wound, and pulls it tight. "AHH!! Take it easy!" MysticalFlamingamon cries out and jerks his arm back. WarMetalSamamon looks up at him, and frowns. "Sorry, I was just trying to help..." his face becomes sad, "...But I can't even do anything nice anymore; he's made me so angry I could just rip him into a million pieces!" WarMetalSamamon puts the first aid kit away and stands before MysticalFlamingamon, "You still haven't told me what happened to you?" "Well, if you must know, I received a signal from the real world. It was from an Autobot ally named T-AI. She told me that the Autobots were being attacked my MetalSamamon and the Destrongers; and she asked if I could help them at all. At first I was about to say no; but then I recalled how cruel and insensitive MetalSamamon was here; and I thought it would be the opportune moment to exact my revenge upon him." MysticalFlamingamon sighed, "But being the coward that I am, I told my Digimon that if things should go awry, just listen for the command 'Operation: Reverse'." "And so, you didn't destroy him then I take it...?" WarMetalSamamon queried him as he leaned in close to his face. MysticalFlamingamon hung his head in shame and shrugged his shoulders, "Yeah, he beat my head against a wall, and I caved in. I told him how to have the Digimon fight for him; and with the help of my Digimon; MetalSamamon was able to destroy the Autobots."
Almost instantly WarMetalSamamon arches his hand back to backhand MysticalFlamingamon; but stops when he sees the sadness (and lack of emotion) in MysticalFlamingamon's eyes. "I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." WarMetalSamamon begins. "No, it's alright. I understand your frustration. I'm the one who failed..." MysticalFlamingamon floats away towards the fortress, hanging his head in shame. "No, wait!" WarMetalSamamon calls out after him and runs after him, "I need to discuss something with you!" He manages to catch the depressed Digimon at the entrance to the fortress, and he turns to him in wonder. "What could you possibly need from a failure like me?" he asks WarMetalSamamon. WarMetalSamamon places his hand upon MysticalFlamingamon's shoulder, and smiles, "I'm going to kill MetalSamamon, and I need your help to do so."
They go inside and proceed through the main hall into the control room. There, a few Digimon sit at stations and stare at monitors; not even noticing the two enter. "So, what is this plan of yours...?" he asks WarMetalSamamon, feeling a little better. "I intend to recruit or create a horde of heralds. They will each be given troops, and with their help, I plan on finding him and killing him once and for all!" WarMetalSamamon boldly states, drawing looks from the Digimon at their stations. "Oh, by the way, this is Digivolvermon, and this is Arukenimon. They are my security guards, and monitor my empire..." MysticalFlamingamon states as he points to each Digimon. They barely nod at WarMetalSamamon, and Arukenimon stands from her chair. She moves her hat slightly and adjusts her sunglasses, "Well, guess who decided to come back..." WarMetalSamamon sneers at her and walks over to her. He grabs her arms, and looks her directly in the face, as she tries to look away. "I didn't come back here for you. You and I are through...I've moved on!" His hands are nearly crushing her arms. "Let me go!! You're hurting me!" she cries out as he struggles to break free of his grip. His eyes glow a bright angry yellow, and he gives her an insane grin, "You don't know the meaning of pain yet...!"
"O.K., so I see you two have met before..." MysticalFlamingamon floats up next to them and sticks his beak in-between the two, "I thought you were here to discuss a business deal with me...?" WarMetalSamamon looks down at him, and lets Arukenimon go. "Witch!" he quickly adds as he walks away. "Tyrant!" she retorts as she goes back to her station and sits down, adjusting her dress and smiling at WarMetalSamamon deviously.
"What is it you need from me?" MysticalFlamingamon asks him as they make their way over to a table made for two. WarMetalSamamon has a seat as MysticalFlamingamon floats above his chair. "Well, it's obvious that we both have great contempt for my former partner..." WarMetalSamamon starts the conversation off. "I should say! Look at what he did to me! They had to carry me back in a makeshift stretcher!" MysticalFlamingamon points to his wounds. "Well, I had better luck with him. He and I both were taken to a realm that could be only described as hellish; and he is trapped there, somewhere." WarMetalSamamon gets a devilish grin across his face and smiles at his friend, "So, if I can get enough powerful Digimon; they should be able to overpower him and defeat him once and for all!" he grabs a cup and pours some water for himself. MysticalFlamingamon watches him drink it; and ponders to himself, "Well, as you know, we have nearly every Digimon in the Digiworld on our side in this war...who did you want?" WarMetalSamamon smiles upon hearing this, "Did you have a list I can choose from?"
They get up from the table and make their way over to the monitor. MysticalFlamingamon types a few buttons with his beak-hands, and hundreds of images flash upon the screen. "Take your pick; we've got Digimon from almost any time here; thanks to the Time Wars." WarMetalSamamon stares in awe at the numerous powerful warriors on the screen; and drops his jaw in amazement. "I had no clue that we had all these!" he states in amazement. "You'd be surprised how well I've been doing since MetalSamamon left..." MysticalFlamingamon states proudly.
"By the way, how many were you planning on taking?" he asks WarMetalSamamon. He turns from the monitor, and rubs his chin. "Honestly; I had never considered it before...I don't know; just a random number of Digimon; 10, 12, 13..." "I think 13 would be good." MysticalFlamingamon replies. "13 it is then." WarMetalSamamon returns his concentration to the monitor, "This is tougher than I thought; I may need more time to decide, but..." "But what?" MysticalFlamingamon asks him. "But...I don't know how long I can take. Who knows how it will take before MetalSamamon finds a way out of the realm like I did." He states.
"How did you get out anyway?" MysticalFlamingamon asks him. WarMetalSamamon reaches into his pink suit coat and pulls out the black digivice. "I used this." MysticalFlamingamon snatches it out of his hand with his beak and looks at it, "This almost looks like Ken's..." He examines it with great patience. "No, Ken still has his as far as I know...this was Sam's...he gave it to me after he became MetalSamamon and claimed he had no more use for it..." a tear forms in WarMetalSamamon's eye, "...that's when I knew that he had changed...that's when I knew he wasn't the boy that I had come to love..." he begins to sob uncontrollably and covers his face with his hands. "I loved him! He was my partner! He was one of the Digi-destined! It was our destiny to be together! Why did he have to change?! WHY DID HE BECOME EVIL?!"
WarMetalSamamon's crying draws the attention of the others, and Arukenimon places her hand on his shoulder. She kneels next to him as he hides his face from her. "Please, leave me alone. I can't take it anymore! He was my friend! My partner! MY HUMAN!! It was my duty to take care of him; and I failed!!!! I'M A FAILURE!!!" He cried out as the tears flowed down his face like a mighty river. Arukenimon gently wraps her arms around him and pulls him close; "It's O.K....it's O.K....it's not your fault..." her voice consoles WarMetalSamamon a little, but his body shakes and his eyes are glowing bright yellow and are bloodshot. "I...I can't take it!!! I'm going to lose my mind!!! You don't understand...he was my responsibility...MINE!!!" He screams as his shaking grows worse, and the fear shows in Arukenimon and MysticalFlamingamon's faces. MysticalFlamingamon watches her as she holds the unstable WarMetalSamamon. "It's never easy to lose a friend...trust me I know. I lost Mummymon. He was my best friend; but you helped me be strong through it all...now it's time for me to be strong and for me to repay my debt." Her words hit WarMetalSamamon deep, but she can tell that he is shattered; the Digimon she once loved, the Digimon who was once a proud and happy little Digimon was gone; just like his form had changed from the cute little rookie Blankmon into the tortured half-human half-Digimon that he is now, the bearer of the name of his former partner and friend: WarMetalSamamon.
She tries to help him up, but he just sits there shaking uncontrollably; his eyes wide open and unblinking. She is frightened by his stare, and his blank expression.
"Should I force-digivolve him?" Digivolvermon asks MysticalFlamingamon as they watch him. "No, he's gone through enough trauma...MetalSamamon has no concept of the emotional damage he caused..." MysticalFlamingamon begins to cry a little, "...He's hurt so many of his friends; but he never sees the consequences, the emotional breakdown that his best friend has to go through; the pain that we all endure..." He points sadly at the traumatized WarMetalSamamon, "He never sees this."
Suddenly, WarMetalSamamon collapses and falls to the ground. "Oh no!! He's gone into shock!" Arukenimon catches him as he falls face forward towards the ground; barely saving him from bouncing his head off the hard metal floor. Digivolvermon laughs a little, "You still love him; don't you?" Arukenimon flashes him an evil glare, "Have you no consideration? He's hurt..." she looks at WarMetalSamamon as he lays in her arms unconscious, "...yeah, I still love him." Digivolvermon laughs as he wobbles over to her with his short stubby feet. His fat belly hangs protrudes out like a beach ball, and when he laughs it jiggles. "Get a load of this sister; I've been insane for as long as I can remember; and believe me; it ain't a fun thing to go through..." he smiles at her, and points at WarMetalSamamon, "So, I know what he's going through. I have plenty of consideration; I just don't show it."
"Well, take him into one of the rooms. He'll need to rest and recover...if he even does." MysticalFlamingamon states as he turns off the monitor and floats behind Arukenimon as she and Digivolvermon carry him down a hallway. "He must recover...he's our last hope against our enemy...and lost friend."
Has WarMetalSamamon lost his mind? Will he be able to recover? And which Digimon will become his heralds should he survive? Watch for the next chapter of Final Force coming soon!