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Hurt by 12 as Da WOLFE Originally published September 30, 2005

Gabumon and Monodramon woke up later that day. They both had slept very well. Gabumon gave a slight gasp as Monodramon pulled out of him, and then the two of them enjoyed a deep, passionate kiss before they began to clean up. It was a real job to get rid of all the semen that was on the floor of the tent, but when they finally got it off, they went outside, where there were two boys that neither of them had seen before. Ryo grinned at the two Digimon.

"Good afternoon! How was your, uh... sleep?"

"Oh, um... it was good," said Monodramon, stretching.

"That's good," said Cody. "Here, I'd like you to meet Jake and Cameron. Their Digimon partners were taken from them as well."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that!" said Gabumon. "I'm Gabumon, and this is Monodramon!"

Jake grinned. "Good to meet you both. Well, we really need to get going! Arkadimon really slowed us down using you and Agumon, Gabumon. So we really need to hurry!"

"Yeah," agreed Cameron, a look of sadness on his face. "Who knows what they're doing to Vee--uh, V.C. now...?"

Davis nodded. "And Veemon and J.V. too.... I really hope they're okay."

"Well," interrupted Armadillomon. "I don't mean to sound rude, but we really need to get going if we're going to rescue them!"

"I agree," said Cody. And with that, they all began taking down their camp.

Earlier that day, in Arkadimon's dungeons, Veemon and V.C. were waking up. V.C. still had J.V.'s head in his lap, and J.V. was still fast asleep.

"He needs his rest," said Veemon. "Let's leave him until Arkadimon calls us out again."

V.C. shook his head. "We can't. We have to make sure he's okay." Without waiting for Veemon to respond, V.C. shook J.V. gently. J.V. slowly opened his eyes half way.

"Are you alright, J.V.?" V.C. asked. "Arkadimon's going to make you work again today with us."

"Aww, that's so unfair," J.V. said quietly. "A-after... he did this to me...."

"Well," said Veemon. "I have something to tell you that just might cheer you up!" He knelt down next to J.V. and whispered his plan in his ear. J.V. smiled and nodded.

"I like it," he said. "You are smart!"

Veemon blushed a bit, and then he and V.C. helped J.V. to his feet. J.V. stood still for a second before slowly taking a step forward, an expression of pain on his face.

V.C. sighed. "Veemon, we're going to have to help him a lot today, and somehow still get a lot of work done."

Veemon nodded. "We'll all work with him on what he wants to do. But we'll have to do it three times as fast. J.V., we're not going to let you do a lot today. That evil Arkadimon hurt you too badly."

J.V. shook his head. "Veemon, I have to try.... I don't want you guys to get in trouble.... Especially after what Arkadimon did.... I'm going to try, okay?"

V.C. was shocked. "But J.V., you're hurt! And it's hard work, too. You'll kill yourself!"

J.V.'s face grew very serious. "Well I have no choice. I'm not letting anybody else suffer this way!"

"But--" began Veemon. But V.C. held out a hand, signaling for him to stop.

"We can't stop him. But listen to this, J.V. We're going to watch you carefully. If you even seem like you're in any more pain than you are right now, we're helping you whether or not you like it. Okay?"

J.V. nodded slowly as the bars of the cell suddenly lifted. Arkadimon's voice rang out.

"You three, come out here! Let me inspect you."

"Ready?" Veemon asked. V.C. and J.V. nodded, and both Veemon and V.C. put an arm around J.V., helping him support his weight. They all stepped forward out of the cell. J.V. did his best to look as if he was okay, even though his whole body was aching, his mind telling him that he needed to stop. The three of them stood shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Arkadimon as the Ultimate looked them over. J.V. stood stock-still, staring straight ahead. Veemon had to admire him. There was no way he'd be able to take all the pain J.V. had and still keep a straight face the next day.

Arkadimon finally seemed to be satisfied, and smirked at the three dragon Digimon standing in front of him. None of them even looked up at him.

"I want another layer on what you've already done by the end of the day. Is that understood?"

The three of them gave a single nod at the same time, and Arkadimon went back to his living quarters.

"Well, we'd better get started," said Veemon. They helped J.V. over to their project. So far, they had the basic outline of the castle. When they let J.V. go, he immediately began working, determined not to show any signs of pain. He was not about to let Arkadimon know how much he had hurt him. Veemon and V.C. worked close to him, V.C. keeping an eye on him as Veemon glanced suspiciously around at the walls and the ceiling.

J.V. was in terrible pain. Moving the heavy rocks was awful for him. The tentacles that had gone into him had caused some damage, and J.V. was feeling the results. Still, he continued to work hard. He knew that at that very moment Arkadimon was watching him, and he was not going to show him either fear or pain.

Soon, Veemon found what he was looking for. "Found one," he whispered, nodding at the wall. V.C. saw it and nodded. He walked to the edge of the wall and edged his way over until he was directly under the object in question, while Veemon and J.V. huddled together to make it seem as if he was still there with them.

V.C. looked up at the wall. There was a small hole several feet above him. In the hole, he could see something shining. The lens of a camera. Squinting, V.C. could also see a microphone attached to the camera. There was a faint red glow coming from a light on the camera that showed it was recording. Cameron's father was an electrician, and V.C. had always hidden close and watched him as he fiddled with the various wires in the walls of different buildings. He felt around in the wall for a weak spot, and once he found it, he punched a hole in it. He reached in quietly and began tearing wires. The light in the hole disappeared. The camera was off. V.C. quickly returned to work, pretending he was just looking at the castle from a different angle.

"I think it needs some work over in that corner," he said loudly, pointing to where another camera might be.

J.V. picked up another large rock, forcing himself to smile. "Well, let's go take care of it!" he said. "We want this place to be perfect for--"

Suddenly, J.V. dropped the rock. It fell to the ground and broke into a million pieces as J.V. fell to his hands and knees. He felt like something was piercing his stomach. He was no longer able to smile and say he was alright. Veemon and V.C. ran to his side.

"J.V.! J.V., are you alright?!" Veemon asked. J.V. tried to speak, but he couldn't. All that came out of his mouth was a whimper.

V.C. shook his head. "That's it, we're helping you."

J.V. started to shake his head, but then he began to feel dizzy as the pain in his abdomen sharpened. J.V. cried out.

"Oh no, he's in pain," said V.C., alarmed.

"W-what can we do?" asked Veemon. "Do we have any of that pain medicine left from yesterday?"

V.C. nodded. "Hurry!"

Veemon started to run back to the cell, but then he heard another whimper from J.V. and a sharp gasp from V.C. Veemon turned slowly. V.C. was staring at J.V., horrified. Veemon slowly turned his gaze to J.V., and the same look came over his face.

Blood was pouring out of J.V.'s mouth.

"N-no..." V.C. said quietly. "J.V...."

Finally, J.V. managed to gurgle a single word through the blood coming out of his mouth.

"H-help...."

Then, J.V.'s head hit the floor. He was out cold, with a trickle of blood still coming out of his mouth.

Veemon suddenly glared at the floor. Arkadimon had done this to J.V.

"ARKADIMON!" he yelled. Arkadimon had been watching the whole scene from his room, chuckling to himself as he saw J.V.'s pain. But he stopped chuckling when he heard Veemon. A strange feeling suddenly came over him. What was it? Was it... fear?

Arkadimon began to laugh as he thought of this. There was no way that he, a powerful Ultimate-level Digimon, would have anything to fear from an enslaved Rookie. Still laughing to himself, he flew down to where his slaves were.

"You called?" he said with a smirk on his face. Veemon looked up at him.

"Arkadimon, we're done for the day. J.V. is hurt, and we're going to take care of him."

"Oh, no you're not," Arkadimon said. "As soon as he wakes up, you're going back to work."

For a moment, Veemon was silent as he looked up at Arkadimon. Arkadimon had a cruel look on his face.

Finally, Veemon spoke. "Was it fun to hurt J.V., Arkadimon? He's seriously hurt, and now look. He's vomiting blood. Was it fun to cause him so much pain?"

Arkadimon nodded. "Sure was. I could do it again."

Veemon glared. "Then you are a heartless, destructive, obnoxious thing with terrible breath that needs a taste of his own medicine. I swear, and V.C. here is my witness, that if you lay another finger on J.V. or V.C., I will personally make you suffer."

Arkadimon began to laugh. Veemon didn't even blink as the cruel sound echoed throughout the room.

"Do you know what I can do to you?!" Arkadimon asked as his laughter died down. "I could make you even more of a mess than this wretch here! I could do it in the blink of an eye!"

Still, Veemon's face remained unchanged. Pure hatred surged through him.

"Do it."

"What did you say to me?!" Arkadimon yelled ominously. Veemon looked him straight in the eye.

"I said to do it. I'm not afraid of you."

Arkadimon stared at Veemon for a while. For once, he found himself unable to say or do anything. He just stared, his face an image of pure surprise.

Veemon finally turned to V.C. and J.V. V.C. looked at him admiringly as he went to J.V.

"Help me," he said. V.C. gently lifted J.V. by the arms as Veemon took his legs.

"We'll be back as soon as J.V. is well enough to work again," said Veemon. Together, Veemon and V.C. took J.V. back to the cell. Enraged, Arkadimon flew back to his room.

Veemon and V.C. gently lay J.V. down in a corner and began applying the medicines from the day before to his unhealed wounds. He woke up during this time, his face contorted in pain, but not vomiting blood. V.C. soon began working on the cameras in the cell and left Veemon to tend to J.V.

"Are you okay now?" asked Veemon after he'd given him enough medicine. J.V. nodded slowly.

"I-I'm fine," he said. "The pain's... starting to go away. Th-thanks so much...."

Veemon grinned. "No problem! And I've got good news. We're not going to work until you're better."

"R-really?" J.V. couldn't believe it. "That's great news!"

V.C. then came back to them. "The cameras and microphones are all taken care of," he said with a smile. Veemon nodded, and sat against the wall of the cell. V.C. sat next to him as J.V. slowly fell asleep.

"You were amazing, Veemon," said V.C. "Really. I never could have done what you did."

Veemon blushed slightly. "Well you know what? I meant every single word. I'm not letting him hurt you guys any more."

"Well what about you?" V.C. asked. Veemon grinned.

"I'm not scared of him. He's being a coward, and he won't fight fair. He's made it so that we can't Digivolve, and the work he makes us do makes us tired, so we couldn't fight him anyway. But it's okay. We'll get through it. And I just know that Davis and Jake and Cameron are out there looking for us!"

"You're right, Veemon," said V.C., smiling. "You're absolutely... right."

Suddenly, Veemon and V.C. found themselves locked together in a deep kiss. V.C. really liked Veemon, and now he rubbed his body up and down gently, their kiss becoming more deep and passionate as they explored each other's mouths.

Veemon really liked V.C. as well. He reached down and slipped a finger into V.C.'s hidden pouch. V.C. moaned slightly as Veemon's finger touched his prick. He felt it stiffen, and soon it pushed Veemon's finger out as it poked out of the sheath. Veemon broke the kiss and began licking V.C.'s neck, slowly rubbing and squeezing his member as more and more of it came out of its sheath. V.C. moaned in pleasure, bucking involuntarily into Veemon's hand. Veemon chuckled.

"Well, someone sure is anxious," he said. He gently pushed V.C. onto his back and began licking his chest, rubbing his cock as he licked around V.C.'s nipples and down to his belly. V.C. moaned softly, loving the feel of Veemon's warm tongue against his skin. He gasped a bit as Veemon finally got to his cock, licking the shaft from base to tip. V.C.'s moans of bliss got louder as he felt Veemon fondling his balls.

Veemon finally decided that he'd tortured poor V.C. enough. Without warning, he began sucking on V.C.'s hard rod, swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip. V.C. shuddered, his dick spurting precum into Veemon's mouth as the pleasure increased. Suddenly, Veemon pushed two fingers into V.C.'s mouth, which he sucked on as he continued to moan and squirm from Veemon's treatment. He bucked slowly into Veemon's mouth as Veemon slowly removed the fingers. Veemon then reached under V.C. and gave his rear a squeeze, hearing V.C. gasp as he gently pushed the two fingers that V.C. had sucked on into his tight little hole. V.C.'s tail thumped against the ground as a little cum squirted out onto Veemon's tongue. Veemon swallowed quickly and pushed his fingers deeper into V.C., sucking harder. V.C. gave a howl of pleasure as his climax suddenly grew. Veemon pumped his fingers in and out of V.C.'s tail hole as he came harder. Veemon suddenly choked, and cum sprayed everywhere as he did. Cum continued to erupt from V.C., landing on Veemon's face. By the time V.C. was done, Veemon's head was practically covered in the sticky fluid.

V.C. sat up, panting heavily as he began licking the cum off of Veemon, who slowly pulled his fingers out of V.C. He hugged V.C., rubbing his back gently. When he finished, his cock was rock hard again. He began to kiss Veemon again, starting with his neck and working his way up to his mouth. They kissed each other deeply, both enjoying the taste of each other, as well as V.C.'s seed. The two of them fell back onto the ground, kissing and rubbing each other, moaning slightly, not wanting the moment to end.

Eventually, V.C. rolled Veemon onto his side so that his back was facing him. He wrapped his arm around Veemon's waist and entered him slowly as Veemon gasped and pushed his hips back against V.C.'s thrust. V.C. pushed into Veemon until his eight inches were completely inside him, rubbing his chest slowly. They stayed like that for a while as Veemon's body adjusted, and then Veemon gave a nod to continue. V.C. slowly began to thrust in and out of him, his hands traveling down to Veemon's cock, rubbing it slowly. Veemon began to buck back against V.C., gasping as he felt the rod hitting his prostate. Precum leaked from both of them as V.C. sped up, going harder as well and jerking Veemon's cock. Pleasure raced through every vein in their bodies, and as Veemon turned his head back and kissed V.C. deeply, both of them began to cum, twitching and groaning. V.C. gave Veemon a final kiss before pulling out of him. Veemon slowly sat up next to V.C., gently putting J.V.'s head in his lap.

"You know," said V.C. "Sometimes I feel like I'm responsible for him."

Veemon nodded. "Well, he is the youngest of us. You and I are about the same age."

"Well I don't know how we can help him. Today, when he started spitting up blood, I got really scared for him. And I'm even more scared now because I have a feeling that something bad might happen to him again."

"Arkadimon's terrible," Veemon said, lightly stroking J.V.'s forehead. "I don't know how he can do something like this. What did we ever do to him?"

V.C. only shrugged. Veemon gave a sigh and soon fell into a comfortable sleep, as did V.C.

Arkadimon was puzzled as to why his cameras and microphones weren't working. Some of them were fine, but the ones in the occupied cell weren't responding at all. Arkadimon sighed and began to watch the progress that his captives had made that day. He watched as they moved the heavy rocks across the screen. He did see V.C. leave the picture, but he'd seen that in other tapes when V.C. was imagining the way the castle would look.

"I think it needs some work over in that corner."

"Well, let's go take care of it! We want this place to be perfect for--"

"J.V.! J.V., are you alright?" The J.V. on the screen only whimpered.

"That's it, we're helping you." There was a sharp cry from one of them.

"Oh no, he's in pain,"

"W-what can we do? Do we have any of that pain medicine left from yesterday?"

"Hurry!" There was another whimper, and a gasp. Arkadimon saw a dark pool forming around the Veemon on the ground. Blood was pouring from his mouth like water from a faucet.

"N-no.... J.V...."

"H-help...."

"ARKADIMON!"

Arkadimon shut off the screen. He had never been intimidated the way Veemon had intimidated him. He could no longer deny that he had felt pure terror when Veemon had looked him in the eye. Veemon's eyes had been defiant and determined. Hatred had burned in them, mixing with the determined fire. When he had seen those eyes, Arkadimon had just frozen up. He couldn't move, couldn't bring himself to hurt the Digimon that had been standing in front of him. But one thing was for sure. He was going to have to teach that Veemon a serious lesson. If not directly, he would find another way to hurt him. An evil grin plastered his face as he suddenly got a terrific idea.

To Be Continued...