Lilithmon
The Dark Area
“That damned Thomas! Just because he and that
stupid lizard managed to defeat me doesn’t make them stronger than me! They’d
better not be thinking that up there!” I pouted, sitting cross-legged on one of
the many floating rocks of the Dark Area. Even after two-hundred years, it
looked exactly the same as it had the last time I saw it; a dull orange
surrounding, a myriad of floating rocks, and completely bone dry. “Well, no
matter; I think it’s been long enough. I’ll just go see DeathPhantomon so I
can—”
“So you can…what,
Lilly?!” A loud, almost mechanical voice said from behind me. Turning around,
my mouth gaped in horror as I saw Machinedramon standing behind me. “You’re
here with US now, and you must deal with the consequences of your actions!”
Oh, no…they’ve found
me!
“Indeed,” another voice said from behind me, and this time
when I turned around, I saw a Digimon emerge from another rock, tunneling his
way from the bottom. He was a tall, skeletal Digimon, carrying a two-bladed sword.
“It’s time to begin your eternal torment!” SkullCaliphmon laughed.
“Eternal torment? Whatever for? What have I done?!” I asked,
a look of fear and confusion I could see spreading across my beautiful face in
the reflection of Machinedramon’s armor.
“Have you forgotten your promise so soon, Lilly dear?”
another Digimon said, hovering slowly down from a rock further up to look me in
the eye. He was a heavily armored knight that towered over me and even
SkullCaliphmon. “You promised you would find a way to free us from the Dark
Area. Instead, you chose to spend your time looking for meaningless
quintessence and make a pitiful attempt for ruling Arcadia,” Generalmon said,
his enormous axe instantly materializing in his hands. As I looked at my
closest, and only, friends, I noticed tears began to well up in my eyes.
Another rock floated past, but a large Digimon struck it, shattering it into
thousands of pieces.
“You’ve betrayed all ten of us, Lilithmon!” Hydramon said.
“You’ve left us all here to suffer in this bone dry pit!”
“All those centuries we’ve waited for you to free us, while you were out having fun! Have you any
idea how long we’ve waited for you to help us?!” Horusmon said, emitting a
piercing shriek similar to that of a falcon as he soared through the air past
me.
“We have been here for 200 years,” Lucemon said, hovering
silently behind me, his legs crossed and his eyes closed. “That is precisely
73,000 days, 1,752,000 hours, 105,120,000 seconds...”
“And not once…during any of those wasted seconds have you
even attempted to free us!” Belphemon
said, his booming voice making even the air quake.
“My friends...please, listen to me! I was searching for the
quintessence so that I would be able to free you!” I protested, backing away
from my angered friends. “It’s not my
fault that the door to the Dark Area requires so much quintessence to open up!”
As I continued to back away, I soon backed into yet another Digimon.
“Myotismon! You believe me, don’t you? Come on...tell the others that I needed
all of that quintessence to open the door to the Dark Area.” Myotismon
continued to look down at me, his stern facial expression not changing.
“Myotismon...please...tell them—”
“Enough of your excuses, wench!” Myotismon said angrily,
slapping me across the face. “You desired all that quintessence for you alone.
Crimson Lightning!” Myotismon’s attack struck me across the chest, bringing me
to my knees.
“Now THIS is a good look for you, Lilithmon; you ought to
bow down to your superiors more often,” Lupinemon growled, slowly approaching
me as I quickly got back up to my feet. I began backing away once again until
Lupinemon cornered me against a rock.
“Please...I can
free you...please, just give me another chance...” I sobbed, tears sliding down
my face as a large Digimon carrying a scythe hovered up to me.
“DeathPhantomon...you were the one who freed me last time...you can do it
again...can’t you?” Though DeathPhantomon’s single, glowing red eye appeared
glued to my large breasts, a long, slightly misshapen black tongue — at least,
I hoped it was a tongue — came from underneath DeathPhantomon’s hood and lapped
up the tears sliding down my face.
“Ahh, the sweet taste of fear,” DeathPhantomon said with a
sigh. “Thy face is slathered in it!”
“Those are tears, DeathPhantomon,”
Lupinemon said in an annoyed growl.
“Honestly, must you overdramatize everything you say?” Horusmon asked.
“And do you need to be so…creepy about everything? You’re even creepier than Lucemon over
there!” SkullCaliphmon said. “And that is one
creepy little shit, lemme tell ya!’”
“Lucemon chooses to ignore this statement,” Lucemon said,
his voice as hollow and monotone as ever.
“How…do you know all of this?!” I asked. “You’ve been here
for two hundred years…how could you possibly know what I’ve been doing?!”
“My crystal sphere,” DeathPhantomon cackled with glee as he
pointed to the necklace around his neck. “With this…I am capable of seeing
every action of whomever I wish!”
“I’m sick of all this talking!” Belphemon roared. “We should
just kill her now and get it over with!”
“Wait, please! I can still help you! I can still get you out
of here!” I pleaded. “Please…just give me another chance!”
“…Give us one good reason why we should not kill you,” Myotismon said.
“Other than the fact that we can’t die since we’re here, of all places,” Hydramon mumbled,
looking around the barren Dark Area.
“Because…I’m the only one who can get you out,” I said.
“Don’t even try to
kiss up to us with that old excuse,
Lilly,” Lupinemon said.
“Yeah; who’s to say you really would free us even if we did
let you out?” SkullCaliphmon asked.
“…Because this time, I know you’re all watching me,” I said.
“Also…I found one of your Horcruxes before I was killed. All I need to do is
get my hands on it, and I can free one of you! After that, I can work towards
freeing the rest of you! If you so
deem it.”
“…Very well, Lilly. You have earned yourself that second
chance,” Myotismon said.
“Tell me, Lilithmon; can you be trusted?” Machinedramon
asked.
“Of COURSE she can’t!” Belphemon said.
“And yet…if we desire our freedom, we have no other option,”
SkullCaliphmon said.
“But all an eternity to punish her should she again deceive
us,” Generalmon said to the skeletal Digimon. My legs began to tremble as I
began to break out in a nervous sweat, and I could hear my stomach whine and
growl with a queasy unease.
“Well, I’m convinced,” DeathPhantomon said. “Whether I get
freed from this wonderful place…or I
am able to punish Lilithmon and stay here…it makes no difference to me! I would
be happy with either outcome! Spirit Influx!” The eyes on the skull adorning
DeathPhantomon’s scythe shined a bright crimson red, enveloping me in their
light until I, once more, became a spirit, floating weightless through the dry
air. All eyes were on me as I slowly lifted up.
“Lilithmon…you do remember where our Horcruxes are hidden…do
you not?” Myotismon asked.
“O—Of course I do,” I laughed
nervously. Myotismon rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry; in no time at all, you’ll all be free from the Dark Area, and
we’ll all be able to continue where we left off five hundred years ago!”
Sephyrus
The Savage Prairie
Elphierr Territory
“Thank you all for coming here today, my friends,”
I said. The four of us sat atop rocks dotting the prairie’s landscape. The hot
sun was high in the sky, and the melodic sound of a Biyomon chirping could be
heard in the distance.
“What is this all about?” Michalis asked.
“This better be important,” Adrian said. “It doesn’t have
anything to do with quintessence, does it?!”
“I have been coming here every day for the week,” I said.
“It is at this spot that I first met Lilithmon…two hundred years ago.”
“…Two…hundred? But…you don’t look that old,” Irene said. I
laughed.
“No, my dear; it is the quintessence the two of us have
found over the years that has kept me looking the same age I was when I first
met Lilithmon. It can grant an eternal life…remember?”
“Is immortality the only thing quintessence is capable of?”
Adrian asked. “If it is…that’d be pretty boring…”
“No. It is capable of changing one’s appearance, for
starters.”
“That’s…that’s how Lilithmon killed my mother,” Irene said.
“In addition to changing one’s appearance and extending
one’s lifespan, it is how we were all able to become Bio Hybrids.”
“You mean, it can merge a Human with a Digimon?” Michalis
asked.
“Correct; it is also capable of fusing two Digimon together
through the process of D.N.A. Digivolution.”
“…So, what do you think would happen if you fused two Humans
together?” Adrian asked.
“Both would die. Believe me; I’ve—”
“Sephyrus, as…interesting
as I find all of this, you still have not told us why you needed us all to come
here today,” Michalis said. “You told us this was where you first met my mother
when she had just left the Dark Area; that I get. But why did you need the
three of us here?”
He still thinks of
Lilithmon as his mother…This could prove to be beneficial…
“Yeah! If Lilithmon was trapped in the Dark Area for three
hundred years before freeing herself, who’s to say she wouldn’t stay there for another three hundred?” Adrian asked.
“Because…after I introduced her to the concept of
quintessence…she told me something,” I said. “She told me that she had friends
in the Dark Area…ten of them. They are ten of the strongest and most evil
Digimon to ever walk on Arcadia. She told me that they were waiting for her to
free them…for her to find their Horcruxes. Now, since she’s been doing
everything but that for the last two
hundred years, I would imagine those Digimon would be a tad miffed about her
ignoring them.”
“…And that’s why you’ve been coming here,” Michalis said.
“This is where she appeared the last time she left the Dark Area…you figured it
would only be a matter of time before she would be released again, lest she
face the wrath and scorn of those Digimon.”
“Correct.”
“So, if she doesn’t show herself today…us coming here would
prove to be a waste of time.”
“It’s been two weeks since she was killed; surely, she’ll be
surfacing any day now.”
“How…how did it happen?” Irene asked. “Did she just…come out
of the ground? Or, did she—” Irene was interrupted by an abrupt, raging
tempest that had quickly and unexpectedly rose up from the ground. The
generated wind was quite strong; it was almost strong enough to move the rocks
we sat on. I quickly grabbed hold of Irene out of fear that she would be blown
away.
“What the hell’s going on?!” Adrian asked.
“This is it! She’s coming!” I excitedly looked at the
violently shaking grass; it almost seemed as though the sky darkened in color
as clouds raced across it. A bright but pale blue ring of light instantly
materialized in the middle of all of this. My grin widened as I saw the top of
Lilithmon’s head pop up from the center of the ring. This vast feeling of
happiness and excitement I felt only increased as the form of her phantasmal,
translucent, and ghostly spirit came into view. “My lady…it is with warmest
tidings that I bid you welcome to this plane of existence once more.”
“Oh…how charming it is to see you all again,” Lilithmon
said, an evil and beautiful smile forming on her pale ruby lips. “You actually
came here to meet with me again, Sephyrus? How romantic…”