Digimon Adventure
/ Digimon Adventure Chapter 2 : File Island
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Chapter 2; File Island ① Black Gears
The only certain thing he knew was that they were not in an amusement park. It was now almost a week since they had arrived in this strange place and they had traveled for miles without finding an exit. If this expansive area really was a theme park, Koushiro was sure that he would have at least heard about it on the news.
Feeling Koushiro’s gaze, Tentomon looked back at him curiously with his green stare. “What’s the matter, Koushiro-han? Is there something on my face?”
A large ladybug that he could wrap his arms around. Not only that, but Tentomon spoke in Kansai dialect and he could change into a larger being just like how Agumon became Greymon. How could these beings do that, and what prompted them to come into existence in the first place?
However, perhaps because maintaining that form used up a lot of energy, Tentomon returned to his former size after his battles. For reasons that could not be explained, Tentomon would not degenerate further into his smaller form, Motimon. This held true for the rest of their Digimon.
“I wonder why it’s called ‘evolution,'” Koushiro mused, voicing his thoughts to Tentomon this time. “I mean, evolution normally consists of an entire species changing slowly over a long period of time. The changes that you and your friends undergo are more like a transformation. You each transform into something too enormous to be an evolution.”
As they walked, Koushiro asked Tentomon many things about this region and about Digimon. While doing so, he couldn’t help but feel a slight self-derision snorting at him in the back of his mind. Never before had he talked so much to a stranger, even if that stranger wasn’t a human being.
Especially not when he didn’t even know who in the world he was.
Taichi Yagami was one of the few exceptions. Because their school curriculum had a physical education requirement, Koushiro was forced to choose a club. It was a mere coincidence that he chose the soccer club. He wouldn’t have to face people one-on-one if he was in a club emphasizing teamwork rather than individual achievement, and the positions in soccer appeared more vague than they were in baseball. He felt that in the soccer club, he wouldn’t have to go out of his way to engage with other people.
If Taichi hadn’t invited him, Koushiro was sure that he would have never gone to summer camp.
They walked while keeping the steep tower of a mountain the Digimon called “Infinity Mountain” on their right and the ocean on their left. The direction of the sun had changed during their journey, so they knew they had been circling the island: That is, if this place really was an island. If they assumed that the sun rose from the east, than they should be at the northernmost part of the island right now. As if the land wanted to give physical proof, the temperature had dropped greatly and they came to an area covered in snow. They had only walked several days from the beach, which they had believed was on the south coast, to reach a snowfield. Did such an area ever exist on Earth?
Only Mimi and Takeru, because they wore slightly thicker clothes, rejoiced as they played within the snow. The plant Digimon, Palmon (who was as big as a baby and could walk on two legs) as well as Patamon (a hamster the size of a cat, with large ears that flapped like wings but made him move slower than if he was walking) were with them. Palmon was Mimi’s Digimon, while Patamon was Takeru’s, and their personalities with their humans was very similar. In other words, both of them were like children without a thread of apprehension in them about their situation.
The emergency food supply that Jou was carrying had been eaten up long ago. Immediately after the incident with Shellmon had occurred, all of the food had been used up to nourish everyone.
The Digimon were very familiar with this kind of food and the children never had trouble having things to eat and drink every day. Of course, if they didn’t have their Digimon’s knowledge, they wouldn’t have learned of this so easily. Jou couldn’t exactly remember what he had gleaned from reading all of those young adult books on island survival, so he was secretly grateful to the Digimon for their help. But now…
Oh no, I’ve said too much. Before Jou’s conscience had time to catch up with his mouth and throttle it for being so harsh, Mimi began to cry.
Mimi continued to sob until they heard Sora shout that she had found food. It took the breath out of Sora’s lungs, to raise her voice loud enough to be heard over Mimi’s cries.
Even during dinner, Jou kept silent.
Bright sunlight shone through the opening of the cave they had slept in, showing that a new day had arrived. The snow that was piled up outside made things appear brighter than normal. As the seven children had burrowed deep inside the cave last night to huddle together from the cold, it didn’t take long before they realized that two of their comrades were missing.
Everyone’s eyes shot open at once. It was Sora who found the letter placed near the opening of the cave. A rock had been placed on top of it so the wind wouldn’t blow it away.
Infinity Mountain towered before their eyes from the snow field they were in now. Because it looked like a steep tower, it had appeared drastically tall, but now that they were closer to it, they could see that it wasn’t as high as they’d originally imagined. Even so, that didn’t mean it was an easy mountain for Jou and his small Digimon, who was yet unable to evolve, to climb successfully.
Whether he heard her or not, Taichi said, “Anyway, it’s dangerous to be up there alone. Let’s go help him. With Sora’s Digimon, me and Agumon can get there quick. You guys can catch up later.”
“Piyomon, evolve! Birdramon!” Sora’s pink-colored bird Digimon, Piyomon, always acted like a pampered child, but now she changed shape into a large and fierce fire bird Digimon.
Hanging, with Agumon, onto one of Birdramon’s legs as if he were riding a ski lift, Taichi looked behind him and yelled, “Well, Yamato, I’m counting on you to take care of them!”
Infinity Mountain loomed above their sights.
But in reality, the mountain incorporated a long, well-worn road all the way up to its apex, and it wasn’t impossible for even an elementary school grader to climb it. Gomamon jumped steadily alongside Jou. His white body was exactly like that of a seal, including his flippers, so his form didn’t appear as if it was well-suited for this rocky environment. However, he made no sound of a complaint as he climbed. In fact, he kept up making saucy comments like:
“You’re one to talk. I’ll leave you behind if you slown down,” Jou shot back, while silently thinking that he had never spoken so impudently like this towards friends in his classes and in cram school. “Anyway, it’s great that it’s started to get warmer ever since we started climbing this mountain.”
The pair kept poking at each other all throughout their climb. Jou didn’t know it at this time, but the one thing that distracted him from feeling discouraged at climbing an unfamiliar mountain all on his own was Gomamon’s constant chatter.
A part of the mountainside split open without a sound.
Something black came rushing out from inside, and the split closed silently once more. The seam could not be seen anywhere.
Gomamon noticed them first. “Hey, look.”
None of the children knew where the black gears had come from and what their purpose was, but now Jou said, “They flew over from this mountain…”
“I’m not stupid enough to wait for one of those things to stick me,” Gomamon said, answering the unspoken worry that Jou felt. He turned. “Well, let’s go, Jou! There’s still a long way ahead of us.”
A gear pierced through clouds as it flew at mid-height of the mountain. With a sharp turn, it punctured the back of a Digimon who was in the middle of descending from the skies — so hard that half of it stuck out from the Digimon’s body.
The black gears may not be made completely from some solid substance. The Digimon’s back gave no indication of a wound or even a spurt of blood. The only thing that changed was that the Digimon’s eyes (although one could only see glass because it was wearing something similar to a welding helmet) glowed with a strange light that looked very evil.
No matter how worn the mountain path was, it was still very steep. However, not even Mimi gave a peep of complaint — there was no mistake that all of them were thinking about Jou. Each of them was aware that they were the ones who had pushed him so far that he felt obliged to make the climb on his own.
“Look over there! Birdramon’s about to fall!” Takeru, who was ahead of them, screamed.
Among the gaps in the trees, they could see Greymon aim a ball of fire in the air above him. But the narrow mountain path was not wide enough for him to gain a foothold and support his large build.
Greymon lost his balance and fell.
As Greymon scrambled, he landed in a lower place that was much wider than before. It was there that they saw the fiery wings of Birdramon. Glowing, she became smaller and returned to Piyomon. She must have exhausted a colossal amount of energy to reach the mountain.
“Gabumon, let’s go!” Yamato called out to his Digimon. When evolved, Gabumon had enormous fighting strength but — at this, Yamato hesitated — he couldn’t fly. It wasn’t certain whether or not they would make it in time, and there wasn’t a chance he could leave Takeru and the others alone.
But there was still one problem. If Takeru was to be taken along with Yamato’s Digimon, Koushiro would have to bring Mimi and Palmon. This addition would greatly reduce Kabuterimon’s offensive ability. After all, that flying horse moved at a very slick speed. Kabuterimon wouldn’t be able to deal with it effectively if too many people were balanced on his head.
Mimi, who had been staring in blank amazement above her now raised her voice. “Ah! There’s Jou-senpai!”
“That’s too reckless!”
“He’s trying to take out the black gear!”
Now Gomamon leapt off the cliff. Light shot out from somewhere that the children couldn’t see, and when it reached Gomamon, the light radiated from inside him and he changed into a bigger shape.
“Ah! He shot out a horn!”
“He did it! Jou-san’s Digimon is so cool!”
As Takeru and the others rejoiced, they turned their gazes back to Jou to find a new horn had regrown on top of Ikkakumon’s head. They couldn’t see Jou’s expression, being so far away, but they were sure that he, too, was wearing a joyous look on his face.
But by the time the children met up again, Jou was looking more depressed than they had ever seen him before. When Yamato’s group had finally rejoined the others at the summit, Jou was on his knees in the dirt.
The mountain peak was as wide as a gymnasium and they could see all of their surroundings from there: What they’d walked through as well as the opposite side of the mountain. No matter where they turned, the sea stretched endlessly towards the horizon. They could not find any continents or other lands out there.
“Anyway, we should climb down. There’s no way we can sleep here for the night,” Taichi said as he peered below him with his only possession, a mini-telescope. “Ah! There’s a house! It looks pretty big.”
“Oh, you don’t trust me, do you? I’m telling the truth. There, look.” The minute Taichi lifted the mini-telescope from his eye, he couldn’t find where the house was again.
He showed no signs of standing up. Both Takeru and Mimi hadn’t recovered from their climb up the mountain either. Agumon, Gomamon, and Piyomon were eating to refresh themselves after their battle.
“Gwehehehehe!”
“I’ve finally caught up with ya. You’re all dead!”
The sound it created was like an explosion. Hearing that sound, the children began to move for the first time.
They didn’t know what sort of guy the demon was, but they knew beyond a doubt that he was after them. Heading towards the opposite end of the summit, Sora shouted, “There’s a path over here!”
“Gabumon, you can evolve anytime, right?!”
After running for only a little while, they saw Sora and the others had stopped ahead of them.
“It’s Leomon!” Seeing Takeru’s worried look beside him, Patamon fluttered his ears as he said comfortingly, “Don’t worry, Leomon is a Digimon of justice!”
So he wasn’t a human but a Digimon. What’s more, a good Digimon. Sora and the others smiled with relief…
The words were spoken in a low, withered voice, but Sora could hear him plainly. Pulling out his sword with an underhand grip, Leomon made a wide stance.
Speaking of which, the green demon was closing in on them from behind. There was no way to escape from the mountain. The sound of the club hitting rock again and a coarse laugh could be heard behind them, while the Leomon in front began to advance towards them. Leomon’s sword gave off a dull glint. His pace was surprisingly slow.
“Agumon, evolve! Greymon!”
“Palmon, evolve! Togemon!”
“Gabumon, evolve! Garurumon!”
“Gomamon, evolve! Ikkakumon!”
With the odds of six against two, even Leomon and the green demon stopped walking. Each of the children’s Digimon was larger than the size of a human. Even the smallest of them all, Togemon, was twice as large as Leomon.
Greymon shot out fire, while Garurumon let fly a long spray of pale flames from his mouth. Birdramon spread her wings grandly, shooting out a number of smaller fireballs. Ikkakumon released a consecutive stream of explosive horns, while Kabuterimon formed a ball of strong electricity with his set of three legs before shooting it out. The rocks close to falling on them dissolved into fine pieces. One large piece that had escaped the barrage of attacks and was heading towards the children was deftly flown to bits with one rapid punch by Togemon. She was wearing bright red boxing gloves on her hands.
“Are they… gone?” Jou asked as he repositioned his glasses up his nose.
② The Deceptive MansionNight was approaching by the time they reached the foot of the mountain. Everyone thought they were lucky that Taichi had discovered the house within the forest. All of the children were bone-tired and even their Digimon, who never appeared to run out of energy (as long as there was enough food), seemed to be drooping on their feet after their evolutions.
Opening the heavy front door, they stepped into a large hallway lit brightly by a magnificent chandelier. That much was expected, but what caught them off-guard and made them rush restlessly to the dining hall was the smell of delicious food that floated towards them. After eating half-cooked barbecue and washed fruits day in and day out on the island, the freshly cooked food made their eyes widen. It was filled with platters that certainly “would not have looked out of place in a movie.”
What was most baffling was that, despite all of the preparations that must have gone into this warm reception, not a single human figure was in sight.
There were eight beds total in the large room on the third floor. The sheets were soft and clean, as if they had just been washed, and the beds were big enough for even an average adult to fit in them that each child and their respective Digimon climbed in together to sleep.
It was the first time since the seven children had arrived on this island that they had ever felt this comfortably satisfied. For a while after they burrowed under the covers, their cheerful conversations continued.
“I wonder how Mama and Papa are doing.”
“It’s been a week, hasn’t it? Since we’ve come here,” Taichi whispered.
“Well, we can’t be sure of that,” Koushiro said. “After all, this place is…”
“Yeah, I agree,” Jou said as he took off his glasses and placed them on his bedside. Not even Gomamon, or the other Digimon who had been laughing joyfully with them only moments before, could break the heavy silence.
Everyone heard Takeru murmur into his pillow. He might even be crying. That one word shut everyone’s mouths and they quietly pulled the covers over them.
As Taichi looked at the two blonds sleeping in separate beds next to him, he thought back to when they had arrived at the campgrounds. At first, he hadn’t known that these two were brothers. For as long as he’d known him, Taichi had always believed that Yamato was an only child. It was only after they had come to this island that he found out the younger boy unknown to him was Yamato’s brother.
Wait a minute. I think I once asked someone if Yamato had siblings, but they dodged the question. Was it Sora?
“Taichi…” Agumon whispered to him. “I have to go to the bathroom.”
They had to walk down the stairs to get to the bathrooms on the second floor.
“Geez, at least go to the bathroom by yourself,” Taichi grumbled, and he looked down the hallway.
“Huh?”
“Isn’t there supposed to be a picture of an angel there?”
“It’s pitch-black.”
He tried leaning over the corridor railing to get a better look but pulled back quickly in alarm. The railing had made a nasty creak under his weight, even though it was made of thick wood and looked stout. Why would it creak as if…?
His eyes grown accustomed to the dark, Taichi looked around to find that everything in the mansion was decaying. When the orange light of the evening sun had shone on it earlier, everything had seemed to glow… but now the entire place was covered in thick dust. He could even see the footprints they had left behind in the afternoon. It was as if hundreds of years had passed ever since they had entered the bedroom.
They’d seen plenty of weird things ever since they had come to this island, but never something like this.
It was then that a voice echoed from somewhere within the dark mansion.
“It seems you’ve noticed.”
The voice sounded as if it was coming from far away, yet at the same time, Taichi felt it being whispered into his ear. Within its quiet depths, he could feel only evil seeping. If darkness had a voice, it would surely have a voice like this.
“Who’s there?!” Taichi cried out.
“Taichi!”
“Gwehehehe!” It was the green demon they had met on Infinity Mountain. Giving his club a light twirl, he smashed the heavy bathroom door to pieces.
“Evolve, Agumon!” He held out his Digivice, but it gave no reaction.
The green demon was now standing right before his eyes. Taichi had no idea what was going on, but he made a swift decision: He had to go back to his friends. Carrying Agumon in his arms, he turned to run but immediately stopped. Below the steps to the third floor stood a solid and unflinching shadow. It was Leomon.
Leomon drew out his sword. Taichi and Agumon were cut off from both sides in the corridor.
“Nothing came out when I went to the toilet — it’s really strange — like I’d never eaten anything…”
That voice from within the darkness spoke again. “Everything was an illusion…….. I’d planned to at least put you to sleep before killing you off.”
“This dream is over.”
It wasn’t long before Taichi realized that his stomach was grumbling and his body felt rough with dirt. The food and baths must have been an illusion just like the mansion.
The corridor where the voice of darkness had come from only had most of the railing left hovering at a dangerous balance. With the moonlit forest in the background, a human-shaped shadow stood above that railing.
His mouth opening from underneath his black mask, he said, “My name is Devimon. One who is entrusted with fulfilling the mission of the Darkness.”
Slowly, he unfolded his long arms and spread them upwards. Taichi could hear screams coming from the bedroom. With a gasp, he turned to see beds flying above him in the air.
Yamato and the others woke up to an odd sound that they had never heard before. When they realized that it was the sound of the mansion’s roof and walls disappearing, the starry sky above them was already widening into sight before their very eyes. When they tried to get off the beds, they saw that even the floor was full of holes. A wrong step and they might break through the floor and fall down from three stories high.
“Takeru!” Yamato shouted as he tried to identify from the wild dance of beds which one belonged to his brother. Takeru was clinging onto his bed with all his might.
Even Patamon, with the ability to fly, appeared to be helpless against the bed’s speed: He was also hanging on for dear life.
Below, they could see the remains of the mansion where they had been sleeping peacefully only minutes before. In one part of the corridor was the green demon, Leomon, and an unknown black demon, all of them surrounding Taichi and Agumon. Leomon was approaching Taichi with his sword held up over his head.
“Taichi!”
The next change that occurred was what stirred in Leomon when the light reached him. The hand holding his sword stopping in mid-swing, he began to shake his head back and forth as if he was trying to shake something off. Something black began to rip out of his back.
Drawing his right hand, which did not hold the sword, towards him into a fighting posture, Leomon punched the air before him with a loud yell. From his fist flew out a mass of scorching hot air shaped like a lion’s head, which surged towards the demonic shadow with a ferocious roar.
The flying beds abruptly straightened as if someone’s control had been lost over them, and they began to move smoothly through the air. All eight beds separated into different directions. Takeru’s bed flew further and further out of Yamato’s sight.
“Leomon saved Taichi…”
The children’s beds continued to fly through the night sky until they dropped into separate areas of land.
③ The Village of BeginningsThe long night finally broke into dawn. Takeru and Patamon kept still in the dark to hide themselves before the light arrived. The bed they had been riding on had fallen into a river and smashed into pieces of driftwood, no longer able to fly through the skies again. That was when they had found there had been a black gear fixed within the bed’s frame.
“I’m sure they’re okay,” Patamon replied. “They have my friends with them.”
But in the first few days when the Digimon with black gears had attacked the group, none had specifically come after these two. That difference may end up having a bigger significance than they’d thought.
When it got lighter, Takeru and Patamon began to walk while keeping very alert to their surroundings. Without a specific destination in mind, they decided in the meantime that they should head towards the distant silhouette of Infinity Mountain. By the afternoon, they had arrived in a village whose ground was as soft as a cushion.
“The Village of Beginnings? Is that what this place is called?” Takeru asked the only Digimon there that was larger than Patamon. This Digimon was a fur-covered mammal that was as large as a dog, with androgynous features. What made it clear that this creature was not a normal animal but a Digimon was because of his many split-ended tails, and the fact that he could speak in human language.
Elecmon showed them around the village. The buildings that surrounded it were made of a soft, fluffy material, with round corners that made them look like large, baby-proof toys. All of the Digimon who lived there were small, ranging in size from a rice ball to an average-sized melon.
Within the center of the village was another building made of a different substance. Within the round structure that looked similar to a silo were large, multi-colored eggs the size of an ostrich’s that looked as if they had been painted into Easter eggs.
“Who laid this egg? A really big Digimon?”
Right after he said that, one of the Digieggs began to tremble softly.
The Digiegg’s shell cracked neatly in two and a small Digimon appeared from inside. The shell disintegrated into small fragments for an instant which fell away and turned into a cradle after the particles gathered underneath the infant Digimon.
Takeru ogled the newborn Digimon. It looked soft and round, like a marshmallow. Although it was shaped differently, Takeru felt his breath taken away, as if he was looking at a human baby or that of a normal animal.
“Hm? Well, I don’t remember what happened when I was a baby. Do you, Takeru?”
Takeru’s earliest memory abruptly came back to him: His older brother gently shaking the rattle and playing with him. But why his brother? The next memory that came to him was when he was in kindergarten. His parents were arguing loudly about something. His brother went into the room they were in and spoke words he couldn’t hear. Both of his parents became quiet.
“No, I guess I don’t remember.” He decided not to tell Patamon about it.
The main dish that was served in this village was the fish that Elecmon caught in a nearby stream. With just one electric shock that he released from his tail feathers, he could gather a large number of them all at once. After the fish was grilled, both Takeru and Patamon ate their fill.
But by the time the sun began to sink over the horizon, the hand of darkness was already creeping towards the Village of Beginnings.
Atop a cliff that overlooked the village, there stretched a long man-like shadow with the large mane of a lion. The shadow unsheathed its sword with its left hand. The blade glittered as the sunlight reflected on it.
“Takeru, run!”
“Hurry!”
It was at that moment that a long line of blue fire shot out from within the forest. The flames slipped through the trees, past Takeru and Patamon, until they reached all the way to Leomon. Even Leomon had to stop to keep from being burned by the rush of flames.
Yamato’s voice could be heard from the direction where the fire came. A blue wolf — Garurumon — was rushing out of the forest at full speed towards them. Straddled on his back was Takeru’s older brother, Yamato.
Yamato jumped down from Garurumon’s back in front of Takeru and Patamon. “I’m sorry for getting here so late, Takeru!”
“Yamato!” From his position on Greymon’s shoulder, who was approaching from the Village of Beginnings, Taichi held up the blue device over his head. “Use this light!”
Taichi got down from Greymon’s shoulder and also advanced on Leomon. The lion Digimon tried to avoid the light shining from their devices by closing his eyes and shielding his face with his arm, but the quick movements he had shown previously had become much slower. When Taichi and Yamato finally thrust their devices directly at Leomon, light fell from all over Leomon’s body, extending upwards to the height of a three-story building.
“Grroooohhhhh!”
The beam of light disappeared at the same moment when Leomon’s eyes returned to normal, but it was enough time for Kabuterimon to pinpoint their location.
④ Chosen Children“This machine is the holy device. It is often called the ‘Digivice,'” Koushiro spoke as he held out the blue device in his hand.
“We were lost in an underground maze and discovered that it had wall paintings that spoke of a legend passed along from ancient times. Within its deepest depths was a large relief of this very machine. Apparently, it’s a highly important object on this island. The Digimon that was defending the maze, Centarumon, told us about it.”
“Centarumon. Has he been doing well?”
Koushiro continued. “Yes. He told us that this Digivice is something that the ‘Chosen Children’ have.”
“This world…… Centarumon called it the ‘Digital World’ and apparently if this world is plunged into a danger that the Digimon themselves cannot handle, the ‘Chosen Children’ who have these Digivices will save it for them.”
“Seven days ago, a new rumor sprang up that someone had seen something bright falling from the heavens and that it was the Chosen Children. However, at the same time, this was when the black gears began to fly. The gears drove the Digimon mad, ate into the earth, and emitted evil energy. When I discovered that they were coming from Infinity Mountain, I went there to put a stop to them.”
The children learned of that green demon’s name for the first time.
That was the name of the Digimon who looked like a demon.
Devimon used his evil powers to place traps around the ruins of the mansion and waited for the children to fall asleep. If Agumon hadn’t felt an urge to go to the bathroom at that time, they might have fallen into eternal sleep. A collective shiver ran down the children’s spines at that thought.
His senses returned to him, Leomon’s attack at Devimon made the evil Digimon lose control over the beds. When he became a shield for the children so they could make a safe escape, he ended up with another gear buried into him.
Taichi felt that he couldn’t let slip by this opportunity to finally express his gratitude. Yamato and the others couldn’t have heard him as they flew through the air, but that time… after throwing Taichi and Agumon onto the bed, Leomon had gazed at them as they fell from that low height and had said,
Surely, Leomon had been prepared to die back then.
“Chosen Children…” Taichi murmured. He saw that the rest of the children were just as troubled as he was, even after Leomon’s words.
Leomon went on to explain that when normal Digimon evolved, they did not return to their previous level. Agumon and the others evolved to protect their partners and returned to their normal size. This was a special trait. “The Chosen Children have the power to make their Digimon evolve.”
“That is your mission… the mission of the Chosen Children,” Leomon answered, a difficult look flitting through his eyes. “But if you complete it, you may be able to return to your world.”
“I guess we have no other choice then,” Yamato said, his head bowed in thought. “But we should look for Jou and Sora first. We’ll need everyone if we want to beat that guy, at any rate.”
Why was it then, that Devimon had laid so many elaborate traps to kill the children? Why the necessity of using Leomon and Ogremon?
“He’s trying to obtain more power.”
“Let’s do it, guys,” Taichi said as he stood up. He turned resolutely to face Infinity Mountain. “We can’t go back home until we beat him. Even if we stay here out of harm’s way, we’ll only end up being chased down.”
⑤ Light and DarkWith Leomon in the lead, the children headed towards the mountain. Yamato really wished to leave Takeru in the village, but there was the danger that his little brother would be attacked if he was left alone.
“Besides,” Leomon told them, as he thought back on while he was controlled by the black gear, “I remember being persistently ordered to kill the smallest child. I’m not sure of the reason behind that.”
They could see an unfamiliar structure on top of Infinity Mountain. It was a stone building that looked like a Greek temple.
Black gears flying through the air were sucked into that building one after the other. Each time that happened, something evil expanded from within. Even the children could feel it.
“L—Look!” Mimi shouted.
What came out first were a pair of bat wings. As they stretched out, the body that they were attached to rose from within.
“Why, why is he so big?!” Mimi cried, her voice already risen in a frightened scream.
Devimon spread his wings and flapped them once, lazily. As he swiveled in the air, he began to descend in front of Taichi and the others. They could clearly see how big he was as he drew closer. Devimon landed on the ground below them, his full height stretching much farther than the trees and his back towering before the children.
Devimon turned to face them, his enormous wings generating wind pressure that blew the children backwards until they smacked against the mountain surface.
Devimon raised one of his enormous hands to emit a ray of darkness. It bound the children so painfully that they couldn’t move. None of them could lift a bone in their bodies.
“You did it, Ikkakumon!” They heard Jou cry out from within the forest.
“You guys! Evolve now while you still can!” Sora came racing up the mountain path. Both she and Jou had sensed where the battle was taking place and had hurried to it, arriving just in time.
“Agumon, evolve! Greymon!”
All of them attacked simultaneously. Fire and electricity hit Devimon, and they all thought that their prospects had turned for the better. But their attacks had no effect on Devimon due to his colossal size.
“No way!” Taichi cried out. The children stared on, dumbfounded.
Unsheathing his sword, Leomon leapt at Devimon’s back to attack when all of a sudden, the upper half of Ogremon’s body appeared from it.
“I was changed into black gears and now I’ve become one with Devimon-sama! I won’t be losing to you no more!” Laughing loudly in exaltation, Ogremon drew back into Devimon’s body again.
“You worthless maggots!”
Releasing darkness from his entire body, Greymon and the othe
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