Cruel Ruin (tylo)

[tylomon]

The accursed devil managed to jump his jaws as the shark was about to turn him into a nice demidevimon-flavored chow. Unfortunately, it also managed to land on top of the hovering shark - that was his weakpoint, sinc ehe had little to no ability to get the enemy off once they were on top of him. And this little bastard wanted to use his sudden advantage to the max.

- Why you little... Get off of me! Argh! - the shark roared in pain as the little devil slashed near one of his eyes with his claws, it was a miracle he didn't lose that eye, but it was now covered with blood strolling out of the wound above it. Next time he would get eye-protectors for his helmet that's for sure. The raging shark had to get rid of the demon on his head, the only way he knew how. Catching speed, he charged with full force against the wall of the hut, wishing to smash the annoying beast against it. The best idea he came up with at the moment...

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- He - he - he, down you go! - the devimon laughed as his attack hit the angel square in the face, sending her down like a fly who touched the hot lamp and got burned. This was way too easy, he expected her to at least try evading his attack, but it seemed she was stunned mid action. Oh well, not that he minded of course, sooner he deals with that angel, sooner he could go back to the base to be rewarded for his zeal. But then ... something happened...

The devimon may not have had the special ability to sense whenever a parrallelmon would open his portal, but ... he had an uncanny ability of sensing trouble, especially BIG trouble. This saved his neck times too many, whenever he was walking into an ambush, or similar situations, but what he felt was ... different. It was something ... EVIL. So evil devimon's designs paled in comparison. Because of recognizing this fact, the devimon's face showed ... fear, for a brief moment. But then the sensation faded, and he was brought back to this reality by the angel's question that was addressed to ... whom exactly?

- What the f*ck was that? - he exclaimed, bot fright and irritation i his voice, the question was obviously directed to the angel. He did not attack her, despite having a higher ground, no. He could always continue this battle, but he wanted an answer first. Such emanations do not come around without a reason, and if there was such a powerful, and, well, evil being around, he would like to know about it. And judging by the angel's reaction, she knew something alright...

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Meanwhile, the remaining demidevimon was ... well, finished. The shark's blow against the wall effectively crushed whatever was inside of him, bones and whatnot. While the shark may or may not have been damaged, the demidevimon sure was done for. His body crushed and barely resembling what it once was, it has disappeared into a cloud of data, which was now there for the shark to absorb...

[rookie defeated = 10 DP awarded]

[Ciel]

"You want to know? You are nothing but small fry compared with him, his mere presence sends chills to those who know about his power"

She was angry for the unavoidable death of the other darcmon, but now she was showing the kind of anger she can only feel for the parallelmon, a deep hatred and thirst for blood unusual in angels that rivaled and even surpassed the hatred against light and happiness most of the devil type digimon had. She couldn't hide it, she wanted him DEAD, he was the sole reason why she was in this war-torn world in first place, he was the one who destroyed her happiness and he didn't even do it for a goal like world domination or world destruction, he simple ... enjoyed to see the despair he caused and even let those whom he wronged to find hope only to crush it again and again and again. It was impossible to understand why he did things that served of no purpose, he gained nothing from that and made everybody feel miserable. His mere existence was a complete enigma.

"Merciless, ruthless, he doesn't even have any goal in mind, he only causes despair, and he knows well how to induce it. He doesn't simply kill, he makes sure life itself is worse than hell and lets you restore your hope and rebuild your life only to crush your dreams again until you wish to be dead and only to spite you he lets you live ... that bastard even once saved me from death only to make sure I suffered for longer"

It was rather funny but real, she once tried to commit suicide when he finally took the life of the last member of the original group that game along Ciel from her homeworld, but parallelmon saved and nursed her back to health, only to leave next to her a little note mentioning how her nightmare would never end, that her pain was to be eternal and he would destroy the hopes and dreams of anyone she dared to befriend, effectively turning her into a goddess of death, who brought nothing but misery to those who felt compassion for her. They say that the higher you fly, the more painful is the fall, and the darcmon after receiving this unexpected visit was sure that parallelmon only came to check her progress, and maybe while he was in the area bring despair to some random local, he found it amusing to find other toys to play with once a while.

"Come and taste part of the hatred I feel for my sworn enemy Parallelmon, the one who ruined my life and took me to another world!"

She should be tired and suffering for the attack of the devimon, but the sheer hatred she felt for the invader from another dimension made things like that insignificant and changed her eyes from the ones of a warrior to the ones of a murderer. She flew at maximum speed towards the devimon and this time she had every intention to destroy him here and now, ready to ignore anything he could toss at her and any kind of damage her body could suffer only to destroy him, more than ready to unleash fast and furious slashes that didn't aim against the vital points but against his hands, his ribs, his legs, he wasn't going to die that easily. That devimon was a bit like a parallelmon lite, he enjoyed the pain he caused to the poor inexperienced darcmon who now only awaited death, and his own malice was what condemned him to die a horrible death at hands of the angel with the sin stained wings, one who felt herself forsaken by the light and who only relied in the power of her cold blades that were soaked with the blood of the many fools who reminded her about parallelmon; being a complete monster was like asking for death in front of her.

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- Holy Hell... - the devimon muttered as the fighting stopped for a little while and the angel exploded in a long descriptive rant about what exactly that power emanation was. Her intonation was frantic, close to hysterical. What would it take for a stalwart soldier of Heaven to degrade herself to such a state at a mere mention of a simple name? The devil didn't know, and, suddenly, didn't want to find out. Because from the sound of it, it was something purely evil even by devimon's standards.

And then she charged straight at him, swords blazing, with complete disregard for any strategy, or personal safety, or whatever. A state of mind which was feared the most by all warriors - berserk. When in it, one could shrug any damage, even lethal, and keep on fighting with strength of ten men, if not more. Well this site was scary, the rage that drove the angel at him was not a righteous one, it was ... an unholy rage. The devimon got a pretty good idea of who would the angel become upon evolving further...

- Jesus Christmon, you're frenetic! Take that! - he exclaimed and launched a Death Hand attack at the angel, who didn't even bother dodging. Whether the powerful blast of unholy energy hit her or not, it certainly didn't even slow her down, as she came at him with a wild flurry of system-less blows, aiming ... anywhere really. The devimon grabbed his zweihander by the middle, using an unorthodox defense technique to parry the blows, with much help of the large, cross-shaped handguard. It was an allegoric image, a devil defending himself against an angel with a cross. However, even he was not able to keep up with such flurry, and one of her blows slipped through, slashing across his leg and making his writhe in pain.

- Bah! You're irrelevant to me now, psycho girl! I have to get back, ... warn the others... - he exclaimed, and released a big cloud of cursed kanji, also known as Hell Contract, to cover his escape as he flied away at the fastest of his speed. yes, flied away. Ran away if you must. He could have continued the battle, but the news he had to deliver was more important now. Yes, he was a sadistic bastard, but he did care about the rest of his kind. The rest of wicked ones. His duty to them was more important...

- Hey! Wait for meeee!!! Boss!!! - the remaining demidevimon cried from the ground, jumping into air, but his wing was broken and he could not follow his master, thus being left ... alone ... against two angry champions. Oh my...

[Ciel]

"Raaaaaaaaaahh!!!!"

She didn't even bother to shout something that could be understood by other, her furious battle cry simply consisted of a single world that expressed the burning hatred within her soul she dedicated to her only enemy. In her state of rage, she saw the image of parallelmon where a devimon actually stood and launched herself after him, ready to cause as much pain as possible, slicing, dismembering and disemboweling him.

So relentless was her brutal charge that she completely ignored the death hand aimed at her, which scratched her face and grazed the bandages covering her chest, which were shredded as the claw passed by and left a long but insignificant trail of blood timidly leaving the small wounds.

And then she finally reached him, the enemy to whom she imagined was parallelmon and sliced and diced with unholy fury. The foul foe was skilled at parrying her death blows, but one of them finally landed and the angel felt delight at the sight of blood appearing on one of the blades, everything was going very well until a cloud of darkness surrounded the angel and by the time it was dispelled the enemy was no longer.

"Don't run away!"

Out of pure frustration for being unable to slay her foe, she dived at full speed against the ground and stabbed the ground with her swords, causing two long cracks in the soil that only added more destruction to the already punished land of the bad lands.

"Dammit!"

Her fury was fading away and now she only showed frustration as she wasted time fighting with the devimon and any trace left by the passerby parallelmon faded away, her chance to use his dimensional gates lost ....

[tylomon]

Tylo watched the areal battle from below, with his jaw opened wide in amazement, at the ferocity, the tenacity of combat. He would have tried helping the defeated darcmon, but while the two were busy fighting the enemies, she died, and disappeared into data, alone. Nobody heard her last words. But she will have another chance, she will be reborn, for if the two weren't able to save her body, they saved her essence from being absorbed by the devimon.

Tylomon only watched... The sight ... was horrible. Was it really his teacher there? Why did she lose control of herself so suddenly? Why didn't she she evade the devimon's attacks? Why she kept coming at him like something really stubborn and stupid? This wasn't like her... Tylomon didn't know the reason, for while their discussion was held, he was busy smashing a demidevimon against the wall. And speaking of demidevimon's ... there was one left...

- Teafffer, teafffer, Are you alriffft? - he asked, holding the surviving devidevimon by the wing in his jaws, the annoying pest screaming and yellowing, and clawing at everything, but in vain. He couldn't get out of those jaws. He hovered quietly over the angel, who were on her knees, blades stabbed into the dry soil, and put a fin over her shoulder. - We will get him nefffft time, teafffffer, I'm fffsure - he tried to cheer her up, though probably failed, he wasn't good at that sort of things...

[Ciel]

"I can't be alright knowing he is near!"

She was visibly upset and altered, she just lost her opportunity to pursue her enemy and now there was nothing else she could do .. or maybe there is? She looked at the small critter Tylomon had captured within his jaws and decided to release her frustration on the army of devils who wronged the poor darcmon that now was dead.

"Gimme that!"

Not caring at all about the angel clan's rule about treating with respect the war prisoners, she forcefully took the demidevimon out of Tylo's jaws, tearing the skin membrane of the wing imprisoned by the shark's jaws, and pinned it down on the ground stabbing his wings with both of her swords to prevent him from moving. Then the interrogation started.

"Where is the angel camp and where is your base? answer me or you will die a painful death"

She wasn't going to play nice this time, if the devils wanted a piece of her, she was going to give them more than they could chew, and she was going to start with this demidevimon, he should've thought better when he decided to become a member of those sadistic bastards's army and now he was paying the consequences of his actions. Their cruel ways reminded her of parallelmon and by association, they had to be destroyed.

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Tylomon watched without sorrow as Ciel impaled the little bastard's wings with her swords - he fuck*ng deserved that, after what they did to that poor darcmon, may she find her path back into heaven. The creature writhed in pain, but the shark's heart remained unmoved, he didn't care, and, if anything, he wanted to eat the damn thing as a whole when the interrogation ended. He did not expect the rookie to fight back, or even try resisting - his now dead companion obviously had more guts. He was right.

- AAAAh! I'll tell you everything! Everything! - the poor wounded critter gasped between breaths. He was hurt much already, his wings were probably torn beyond repair, so a quick death was a good way out for him. If the assailants didn't plan on eating his data after killing him that is... In any case, he had little choice.

- To the north... The angels are ... in the town. We surrounded it... It will fall in a matter of days... We killed many already... Few are left... While we are Legion. Our lord has many armies... We are one of them, there are more ... many more... All who do not pledge themselves to him... shall be destroyed... - the demidevimon said something barely coherent, before, finally, passing out from pain. Not that he could tell something more useful than that, he was a simple grunt. The devimon that escaped could have told much, much more...

- Can I eat him now? - Tylo asked, grinning carnivorously.

[Ciel]

"Many armies ..."

So she was right all the time, somebody with huge influence in the digital world systematically sent many armies towards all the free regions to dethrone the area lords and reclaim their territories as his own. Now she knew why parallelmon wasn't doing as he did many times and cruelly drive the inhabitants of the digital world into despair and madness, somebody else was doing a great work and all he had to do is to sit down and enjoy the show. He was really, really twisted and she wouldn't be surprised if he found his way towards that being with huge power and used his ability to cause distortions in the very fabric of time and space to send those bastards into the heart of the many regions.

"As long the town hasn't fallen we can still save at least angewomon, we promised Myotis to deliver his message and goodwill to her"

Now she was calmer than before and reflected about his previous behavior, she was distancing herself more from the light every time she let her hatred control her and if weren't because she still follows the honor code of a warrior she would've become a mere berserked destroyer. She listened to the suggestion of the tylomon and she thought about that a little, her mind now clear of mindless rage.

"We are warriors, we grow stronger through training and our battles, only barbarians relies in getting stronger through devouring the data of the opponent"

Said that she impaled the unconscious demidevimon with one of her swords, giving him an instant and painless death as he returned to being basic data that would eventually become a new digiegg, maybe the next time he would become a better digimon.

"... this must be parallelmon's fault too"

She realized how her improvised bust supporting bandages were destroyed and her chest exposed for the delight of digimon who enjoyed looking at that kind of stuff, so she quickly replaced them with some extra bandages that also covered the flesh wounds inflicted by devimon's death hand. Then she looked in direction towards the city both togemon and the demidevimon mentioned, supposedly it was behind those two plateaus north of the togemon's shop and was their next destination.

"There's no time to rest Tylo, let's proceed towards the city before it is too late"