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Kiff had Agumon right where he wanted him. Agumon's tied there good. His body could barely move. Kiff still with his hand on Agumon's shaft, that feeling was harder to fight. Kiff's hand felt like thousands of ten soft lapping bristles of thin fur brushing against his rod. Moaning seemed to the thing Agumon couldn't seem to stop doing. No creature was so quickly overwhelmed like this before at this speed.

Kiff said, "You really are drawn to other males more. It's deeply hiding. I think I can get it to come back out."

Kiff adjusted himself over Agumon still with his hand on Agumon's member. He leaned in and sucked on the tip. Agumon's body tried to shift. He jizzed and Kiff wouldn't allow that to be the end. Kiff made himself hornier while continued to work on Agumon's shaft no going in deeper. He worked on Agumon's member making him ejaculate. Kiff sucked on Agumon's member after he went down. He forced his own penis against Agumon's mouth forcing him to taste it a bit. Kiff just left him even though he looked like he wanted more.

There was a thing called hope. We had never recognized it. When Kiff came back he had told something to Scourge to make him furious. Kiff spoke directly about how Agumon was no longer a proper servant for he was lost in his impureness once more. Kiff had suggested as punishment he should be forced to be called with Veemon. Scourge took Veemon aside and indeed put him in there with Agumon. There was something going on. I could since it but there was something. There was something missing from this. Everything seemed out of place. Some of the others could feel it to. Even the look on Scourge's face could show it. He had a look of being disconnected as if he had lost this battle. Part of me actually started to feel sorry for him. I had the most ideal look and he almost started to share the same expression Scourge had. Patamon came up to me.

Patamon asked, "What's going on?"

I said, "I don't know. I just have a strange gut feeling things are about to change drastically."

Patamon asked, "Is that good?"

I said, "I can't tell yet. All I know is that something is going down. "

I couldn't stop this feeling. It was a gut wrenching. Some of the other creatures joined Patamon looking at me as I continued to stare at Scourge and his look. He wasn't even giving orders anymore. He just sat there depressed meaninglessly toying with his crown. It made my heart rate increase; there was tension without a doubt. The work had ceased and nothing was done to us. The guards didn't move. Scourge's own faction was sent away. It was if he knew something was coming. Then that's when it hit me. He simply accepted his defeat. I wasn't really sure anyone else saw this but I did. If they did they wouldn't be able to tell from what. I could feel something in my gut it was a timed passage. Only a date entered my head: 12/11/10. It was like seeing a cursed number it felt to be everywhere.

I muttered, "12/ 11/ 10"

Some of creatures still looked at me some more confused than before.

I said, "Whatever is going to happen it's going to happen on that date. It will change the landscape of the world forever. It will affect us in ways much more different than this. It can't tell if it's good or bad yet."

Whatever it was we knew it was coming sooner rather than later. To prepare for this event seemed impossible. No one knew what it was or what it meant. Scourge might have known but he was silent. It never stopped me from staring into him. There was that villain I put into this world accepting ultimate defeat which in this case would be permanent deletion from this world. There would be no way of coming back. There were a few who had experienced already. The only one I was aware of at the time was Flamedramon. But what was it that gave Scourge this feeling. I couldn't have been any of us; at least not now in our state. There was something else out there. It scared me seeing that my villain; who was created to maintain balance was in this state. That's why I never stopped looking.

I was wondering if he would snap out of it. I had created this world so that heroes could fight villains and that in some point in time those marks would be brought back and the lives would also would be brought back. At that point the cycle would start anew. But there was something different, something new. Something outside the world I created coming in. And I had no idea what it was. I hated this feeling of something coming in from the outside a destroying this world. The creatures here in all loved this world. Weather being good or bad they enjoyed the wild ride of emotions, new relations, (temporary) death, the fights, and the new experiences held every time. Everything I knew was at stake. Scourge being the first to give into it. It gave us all a whole new outlook on him. This wasn't his normal behavior. All it did was cause a panic. Under the normal situation a hero would have risen and taken out Scourge temporarily and he'd come back and take in some in allies for next time. Something was breaking that very essential rule; it would be at that point where everything would 'reset'. Maybe what we needed to do was just wait a bit longer. I couldn't tell how long it had already been. It might have been a few hours already into the day.

Finally there was something, Scourge stood up very slowly still with the same look. We all looked to him almost seeming to wait for him to bark orders at us. We would see things were in their normal state that way. He looked directly at me and every movement he made was spine tingling. His hand came up to his noise and pressed his noise in. I saw tears come down his face. I gasped. This was even worse than I thought. Scourge was a broken down hedgehog forced into this by something other worldly. The impact of his tears almost made me cry. It was a sad irony. A part of this felt so beautiful never before had such a villain made such a direct connection to everything around him. A part of it was terrifying knowing he wouldn't even speak of it. The only thing it avoided being was happy. The emotion no one played at this point. It became more apparent that he was crying. He managed to clear himself. But everyone still wondered if he was ok. And on top of that I was wondering who are hero would be. No one stepped up and I don't think anyone here was going to; they all saw and felt that same connection. It didn't need to be spoken in words. It was understood by the expression of the face. There was a bound building outside the foundation of rules. And for me that was ok. But the fact that it had to come to this simply wouldn't do. Scourge sat back down still looking to me and I wished I knew why.

Finally Patamon decided to break from his chains. None of the androids moved at all. And this was truly a moment to see what was going down. Patamon was able to get all the way up the stairs and to get to Scourge.

Patamon asked, "Alright what's going on here."

Scourge swallowed his pride; He gave Patamon a most concerned look and said, "On 12/11/10 the veil will be lifted. You'll finally see how you're being conned. You'll see who really is wearing the white hats and whose wearing the black hats. On 12/11/10, 'they' will reveal themselves and 'they' will turn this world upside down. Things are going to change forever when 'they' arrive. This world will be shifted one hundred eighty degrees and the answer isn't as far as you looking. It's actually pretty damn close."

Patamon asked, "What are you talking about?"

Scourge said, "It was planned from the beginning. Ever since that story once upon a-time called a new Experience. Since then there was a plan shaping to change this world, to change the way we look at things to break the balance one and for all."

Patamon asked, "Who are they."

Scourge said, "'They' are the ones conning you. Walking right passed you. They are underneath the shadows. They have found a way to manipulate the system."

Patamon said, "You didn't answer the question."

Scourge said, "I said 'they' were closer than you think. That's all I got to say. It should already be so obvious."

Shadow came out of nowhere and said loudly so that everyone could hear, "I am Shadow. And on 12/11/10 they will come. Who am I to them? I am there spokes person. I'm here to start to carry out their mission. They expect things to run smoothly and that is what I'm here for. I'm here to make sure when they get here that everything and everyone else is in place."

At that at least we knew one of them. But it only posted the question on, who the rest were."

When Kiff had returned to Scourge's post he looked at Kiff. Only for a second then he turned to his chair and placed his crown down and left far from the city.

An old rivalry sparked. Veemon admittedly looked to the helpless and long dried out Agumon. There was a since of pity. They both knew now that Agumon lost his way. Veemon realized in order for this he would also have to confront Impmon. He had not said a word to Agumon. He had come out and went right to Impmon and pulled him away. Veemon had told Impmon something privately. It wasn't even brought to Agumon's attention. When he had finished Impmon looked so different, so upset and sad like how Scourge was earlier. Impmon walked passed us with his head down in tears. I could only image that Veemon had spoke with him about something really bad that might have happened to Renamon. Out of contrast when Impmon was brought in that was his first real love. To have her taken away in any remake of the world would be divesting. Apart of him would never forget that first relation. No one ever forgets their first. That was a rule I implemented so they if those first ever got together again it would be twice as the experience they had before. Without hesitation Impmon made his way passed the rest of us. This was a heartfelt moment indeed. It was then I finally realized the role Impmon played in this world. Most of his life with lived through his convictions. He was a confused individual that was abused and used to seek out power to try to hide the pain. Lately in this new world I saw he was trying to hide all those convictions to try putting on a new mask. To start over I made him to be a villain of the older world. And he too was walking out now as an anti-hero. His role in this world was surely simple enough. Maybe what Veemon told Impmon, brought all those convictions back. Maybe he was one of them but hiding so well, that we'd fall for it. As of right now there were no villains to this world now expect for this them we kept hearing.

Veemon returned to Agumon's side and all Agumon said was, "I'm sorry for everything..."

Shadow had stepped up. From the last I couldn't recall Shadow never going this far out. He was never meant to at least now. He no longer walked this world's rules but still walked among us. He reinvented himself into a greater image. I could already feel the power shift happing. That something that I felt earlier was becoming more real. It was an unforgettable image to see the crown on that chair with no one wearing it. Kiff picked it up and just left. We figured that he knew Scourge's third world run was at its end. Already the numbers were different a lot of the biggest names of this world were gone, or at least elsewhere. The creatures that remained here were still some of the finest. Names that wouldn't be forgotten hopefully names that would stick around and see who this they was.

Kiff had returned to Gatomon with the crown in hand. She looked at him with a semi-anxious glare. Kiff's eyes were like red stones ready to soul snatch a body. He placed the crown on the desk.

Kiff said, "I have defeated Scourge. He is no longer king. I have accomplished this all for you.

Gatomon said, "Very good. I'd be glad to place things back to normal."

She almost prompted to take the crown. Kiff grabbed her arm and leaned in closer.

Kiff said, "I did this for you and no one else. I now know what love is..."

Kiff eyes shifted to make him look almost innocent and he continued, "I love you."

Gatomon said, "Kiff, I know how much I've done for you, but now isn't the best time..."

Kiff interrupted her with a lustful voice, "I want you. I want to be with you forever.

Gatomon blushed but tried to back off, "Kiff please..."

Kiff also blushed pulling closer into like a magnet. Gatomon couldn't go any further with Kiff right in front of her. His lips touched his and already seemed twice as good as the last time even from the touch alone. Kiff came in with a burst of short kisses laying Gatomon done. She looked like she was done trying to fight this. He just came in and continued to kiss her and she didn't even bothering to resist his charm anymore. She had showed him well. If anything this was one thing he now might have crafted better than her. Gatomon felt so teased and already in the mood to allow this to go to the next level. Kiff could since it too. Her moans grew to it. She eventually didn't want to hold it in anymore.

Gatomon moaned, "Fuck me already."

Kiff wasted no more time. His arousal came with ease as just looking at her was a turn on. He made his passage rough and tough. She wouldn't want it from him any other way. She could tell his love was ferocious. Kiff went back to the short kisses Gatomon returning them then ever each one moaned.

Kiff moaned, "Oh yes, mother you fell so good."

He buckled down even harder with each pound. He could feel the buildup rushing out, she gave out as well. Kiff blazed with an intense speed letting it all go into her. Normally that would be the end of a normal run or at least it would be slowed down or switched in position. It actually made him go faster. His glare was filled with ambitiousness that almost looked like rage. He continued and she could barely breathe. She let out small gasp full moans. She couldn't keep her eye open. The pleasure was so overwhelming. She could already feel herself ready to let go again. His body pressed against hers the pressure was so light an unnoticed. She could feel his desire. There was a bond happing here like never before. She could feel it too. She could feel that same connection to him. Her eyes opened showing him that she was to love him to. He was not a mother/ son bond. She was feeling the love as if he were a separate being that she could relate so much to. She had felt that this would last forever, she knew found love. It was out of character to still feel some sort of deep connection like that after their first time. Normally they'd both move on. It was as if that was the very thing that brought them closer to each other. And this moment right now was only making their bond stronger. For them it felt like there was no one else in the world. It was just them. There were filling each other with love and fluids. He gave in another one.

She said softly, "I love you."

As she gave way a second time it was like he gave him the energy boost to continue and work even faster. She was over drenched with a mess. She couldn't care for it. This was her feel of heaven and she didn't want it to end anytime soon. Now he finally saw that she too felt that connection. They both wanted each other in that way.

He proposed in an almost demanding way, "Marry me."

She said, "Of course my darling."

They went on to kiss for several more hours and having hot passionate sex until they could no longer move.

It was a long shot but it was all that we could hope for. At this rate there was nothing else. We were only un-cuffed by the arms and ankles. Shadow had kept the collars on us that we couldn't take off. We were at last free to roam about. There wasn't too much of a scatter. We had managed to fine a building we could all fit into. There we would regroup away from the outside madness that was. Drinks were all around still even with this freedom there was an eerie silence. It purged my heart and the memory of both Scourge and Impmon was imbedded into my brain. Hearing that much nothing just drenching and morbid, the day was filled with so much surprise, I only wish I had known things were going to go down that way. It was like I had to keep reviewing it just to remember how surreal it was. This was a real nightmare.

Patamon asked, "What are we going to do?"

I assumed that question was directed to me. I said, "I really don't know. I wish I knew more about what to prepare for. And to see what happened out there..."

Patamon said, "It was a moment of weakness. Let's face it things have always been dramatic. We've always been at war."

Bearmon said, "Yeah but this time we don't know who the target is. And that shit was deep I'm sure we all felt somethin'. This shit is way passed what we know."

Spyro said, "We need someone to step up and take on this them. We need a hero."

I said, "I say we take a vote then. I personally vote in Patamon."

Patamon asked, "Me, but why?"

I said, "Because you've become so much stronger than from when you first arrived. Besides your new body shape; you've really come a long way. You've have overcome a role costar's ride of emotions and stabilized yourself. We need that in a leader."

Patamon said, "I can't do this alone."

I said, "Than we can have a second a third command just in case. And there is no one better than Bearmon and Spyro."

Bearmon said, "Hey I've been game since day one. It's time to step up my potential baby."

Spyro said, "Count me in."

With that the confidence level shifted. It was with that that I realized what I said about Patamon was truer than I thought. It applied to all three of them. For the longest time the inclined hero was in most cases Veemon. He wasn't here with us to share in the glory. We needed guys who could stand here and fight now and rally the troops. I knew Veemon was confronted with a lot of emotional stress lately. If anything it was about time he got a break from the spotlight. We were going to retake our world and shape it up back to the way it was.

But really what that gave off was that we should get Shadow to spill out who they were before they arrived. When we came back with that very plan in mind he was gone. And just like that we were back to square one. All the hype was gone, it left back to waiting. It gave me time to think back and really take in everything that has happened in our history. It was a short ways back to that building but it seemed to be like a new home for all of us. The ones still left with so very little hope. There were others out there. I had realized Gatomon wasn't with us. I honestly don't know why she wasn't here. What I did know was that all her life she was always conflicted between good and evil. She's always made the harder choice in make cases wasn't good. Her mixed emotions of love played over like a sad violin solo. Her story was born through various hard choices. I wondered if she was still conflicted. Just like Veemon her role too was always so huge. I knew Veemon and Gatomon both needed brakes. We now had three new heroes. The only other person I could think of when it came to being good was by surprise Monodramon. I never thought he was going to play such a huge role ever. He quickly developed some sick ways and was sometimes seen as a villain. But in the end it really in most cases was for the best. He was also not around. He too was conflicted. We had Patamon, Bearmon, and Spyro now. That shift alone was drastic. All three of them always had so much potential to be in the true hero status. And now they were chosen into by me and the all applied with yes. If there was one pick of them besides Shadow it was going to be none other than Silver. Those two had always stuck together. It was the only name at the time that could come to mind. This day was so filled with anxiety and panic and sorrow. With even the smallest amount of hope was drained away by this.

From high above Tails flew in and joined us. It was very interesting to see him here. I thought he too would break away. He said, "I'm here to join you."

I knew tails to be another character of conviction. He shared a lot of his deals with Monodramon. Those two shared a lot of blame together. Both marked evil so many times in the past by their moves. To see him here asking to join us was mind blowing. I didn't even see it coming.

Patamon said, "Sure, we can always use another hand."

The fate of our hope kept shifting. This day was filled with conviction and thinking on about the past. And seeing Patamon and Tails work together so quickly after all their ordeals was again just mind blowing.

Tails asked, "So is a really true? Is everyone really coming back?"

Patamon said, "I heard it that a lot lately too. I'm really starting to wonder if it's true."

Patamon looked to me and I said, "Well I wish I knew. I don't keep track of everyone like that to know if it were true. It's possible though."

Too much had happened today. It was like driving adrenalin that kept my heart all mixed up and almost torn. It was getting late for us. We knew that rest was so needed. And as bazaar as it sounded the sounds of two making love again was the most inventing thing to hear right now. It was the thing Bearmon and Spyro got to share again. And that truly warmed my heart. It made me smile, out of all the sadness that was pressed upon me this was the key moment to make it all turn about. Their love was cool and new and surprisingly still going.

Meanwhile out in the streets. Far in the outskirts of town was many lost creatures that were never captured. They were starting a revolt. This team was lead by Klonoa and by his side were Knuckles, Stitch and Angel. These were the major four fronts of this revolt. Others were some Pokémon that were swept aside like Pikachu, Charmander and Squirtle. They were marching there way here to the big cities. Some of these creatures hadn't been heard of in a while. Some of them were coming back. Some of them were new. They seemed to not be in a happy mood as an entire group. They were so focused and determined on making their way here. They were far though. They had come together from the farthest corners and seemed to join forces. This collective was building more and more as they marched down. Some others like Aquaveemon, Guilmon, joining them as well later on in the march. They had no idea what they were walking into. They didn't know our situation. There were new faces among the crowd. One that a lot of the others looked up to was Puppetmon. He carried that massive wooden hammer looking ready to bash some one's skull with it. He might have been told all about everything that was going on. Right out of the digital world and thrown into this hell hole for him was quickly adaptive. It was like he knew what the mission was all along. He was just waiting. And now this was his time to come out. There were a few other faces that were being claimed just as crazy as he. One of them was Monmon. He too stepped out of the digital world and adapted so quickly. This high crowd was intense and filled with bottled rage. They weren't going to stop even when it was dark and late. They didn't show their fatigue. They were determined to get here.

To be continued...