From the Ashes, A Falcon Rises
This is a continuation of 4IFalcon's Digimon series; it picks up right after the fifth and last installment, "Rise of the Damned." Digimon, Rika Nonaka, Takato Musashi, Henry Wong, etc., © Toei. Falcon, MegaMechadramon, Sixesmon, © 4IFalcon. I do not take credit for any of these characters, however this story was written independently of Falcon. The inventions that Falcon uses are all my ideas save for the GARD, or Graviton Atom Relocation Disrupter, his energy blade, and the chemical that he injects himself with, though the effect of it is my idea. The battle armor is based off of several concepts from different sources, but mainly comes from my own ideas for such a suit. Falx is © me, Serath Darklands, and all the tech that he uses is either real, or of my own creation, except for the SPARC, which is the racing craft in the Xbox game Quantum Redshift. (Great game, definitely worth a look). Falx's SPARC is purely of my design. The story so far: Saviour of Renamon Renamon climbs into a small tearoom, is drugged, wakes up with Impmon kissing her. She resists his rape attempt, and is saved by the mysterious Falcon, who comes in with an energy blade, KO's Impmon, and frees Rena, before disappearing. Next night, Rena is knocked out while she sleeps, Impmon has captured Falcon, and has Rena bound up, tries to rape her again. Rena pretends to start playing along, Falcon gets free, and prevents the second rape attempt, but is injured when Impmon Special Digivolves to Dæmon, and uses Gehenna Strike, which hits Falcon in the lower torso. Rena defeats Impmon, and carries Falcon back to Rika's place, where she heals him, they get into a sexual situation, oral, vaginal, sixty-nine, Falcon's first time with a female, Digimon or otherwise. So Far, So Good Rika and Renamon get Henry and Takato to accept Falcon, he gives everyone power cards, which enhance speed, strength, etc, and give special abilities. Rena wakes up at three AM with her tamer asleep, Rika is unaware that she is rubbing Rena's groin. Rena decides to let responsibility slide, and uses Rika's fingers to masturbate then wipes up her juices with her tail. Rena pulls off Rika's pants and panties, and fingers herself as she licks Rika, Rika cums, Rena cums, and in the morning, Rika is revealed to have woken up just as Rena was cumming the first time, and was awake for the entirety of the cunnilingus. Rika speaks two words to Rena in the morning: Thank You. Caught White Handed Rena gets suspicious about Falcon, and decides to follow him. She follows him to his lab, where she gets a look at the interior of his GARD, or energy blade, looks at a bizarre, lime smelling compound in a test tube. She hears clicking, then what sounds like a fleshy slapping, and she goes over to the computer, and sees Falcon masturbating to pornographic pictures of her and some of the season 01 and 02 Digimon, Gatomon, Biyomon, and Renamon specifically. Falcon cums, throws his head back, sees Rena, freaks out, falls out of his chair, and cracks his head on the stone floor. Rena checks, he's still alive, and she looks at the website, finds it both hot and repulsive, and masturbates to it, she cums, looks at her paw in horror, flicks away the juices, and flees. Falcon wakes up, realizes that Rena had been looking at porn of herself, feels ill, then vomits, and crawls a few feet before passing out. Impmon's Choice Impmon is lonely, is contacted by the most powerful machine Digimon to ever exist, MegaMechadramon, who has been torn to pieces, who offers to help Impmon get revenge on Falcon, Impmon accepts, and MegaMechadramon collects his semen by creating a hallucinogenic Impemon, or female Impmon, who pleasures Impmon. Oral, vaginal, sixty-nine. As Impmon falls asleep, MegaMechadramon begins Digivolving him Rise of the Damned Impmon wakes as Sixesmon, a four-armed, eight-foot tall, well-built, one-mon wrecking crew. MegaMechadramon opens a gateway back to the real world, and Sixesmon wreaks havoc on the police, his Crack of Doom shattering bones, cars, trees, and pavement. Sixesmon is very fast, strong, and agile. Rika and Rena head out to try and stop him, but he jumps up, and grabs Rena by the neck before she can finish her attack. He lands, flips up twenty feet into the air, and "gives Renamon freefall lessons by the neck," slamming her down six inches into the pavement. He then gropes her, and runs off in search of Falcon. Rika helps Rena home, then begs her to do again what she did that one night in "So Far, So Good." Renamon hesitates, then agrees, they sixty-nine, then Rika passionately kisses Rena, and tells her: "I love you, Renamon." Sixesmon finds Falcon, still in bed, and blasts his lab to pieces, sparing very little. Falcon screams at him, and in response, Sixesmon rips his clothes off, and violently, bloodily, and painfully, anally rapes him. Falcon curls into a fetal position, stays there for several hours, and then rises shakily, swearing revenge on Sixesmon. That's where I pick up. This is Part Two in the series, with Part One being 4IFalcon's five parts that make up "Enter: Falcon." Part Two is entitled: The Hunt Dedicated to Lady Furball Chapter 1 From the Ashes, A Falcon Rises Falcon looked over his destroyed lab. What a mess. This will set me back several years, but luckily, he didn't hit the plans for the PACU. The Power Armor Combat Unit is the only real hope we have against that monstrosity. Sixesmon. I will kill you. He bent over and picked up a yellow disk that hadn't been vaporized by the devil Digimon's attack, turned to an undisturbed shelf, and pulled off a small vial of the same greenish liquid that Renamon had found when she was in his lab that night... it seemed so long ago. Hnucmea nE nPhearnfcoerrmsa. Falcon decrypted the sequence of letters in his head and smiled. It was a chemical cocktail that the military would kill to get their hands on, a wonder drug that could enhance muscle density, bone strength, reflexes, and adrenaline output. He picked up an injection gun; loaded the glowing green substance, walked to his bed, laid down, squeezed his eyes shut, and injected himself. Instantly, he felt his body changing, he felt his muscles shrink as they became more dense, and more muscle cells built up near them, packing together, multiplying his strength to five times that of what it had been before, his muscles becoming five times as dense as a normal human's. He felt the stabbing pain in the marrow of his bones as they hardened into a harder-than-steel substance, becoming impervious to anything short of a railgun or energy blade. His brain tingled as the tissue enhanced his various lobes, making him able to react to anything in under twenty milliseconds, far above human average. He could feel it making his hearing more sensitive, so that he could fight if he was blinded; making his eyes keener, so that he could see over longer ranges. His body burned, and then, blissful nothingness as he passed out. Two hours later, Falcon groaned as he awoke, slowly, his vision swimming before him. He slid his legs off his bed, where they hit the wall, and cratered it. That's when he remembered: he'd injected himself with the ossification carbide neural enhancement mix he had developed. He began to move slowly, having to relearn how to stand, walk, move, and think with heightened reflexes, bone density, and strength. After another hour, Falcon had learned how to handle his newly enhanced body, despite the slight bleeding from his eyes, the ringing in his ears, and the ache in his bones. He walked over to the computer table, and stretched. Suddenly, a crinkle of glass behind him raised his alarm, and he spun, right hand balled into a fist, which was easily blocked by his target. He lashed out with a kick to the ribs, which the figure before him quickly caught and pinned it, to his side. "Perhaps you will listen to me, Falcon," said a cool, calm voice, as the speaker released Falcon. "Before you get hurt. I am Falx. Falx Starkiller. I am here to help you." "What do you mean, help me? How do you know who I am, and what makes you think I need help?" Falcon asked. "And how did you block me? I augmented my body with trillium tetrahydride, pneumoglucea chloride, and neporlucan acid. I should be stronger than you, faster than you, and tougher than you. What gives?" "Take a good look at me. Do I look human?" Falx asked. "No, I am a Keynari, a race of anthropomorphic vulpines known for our intelligence." Falcon hit the flashlight on his GARD. Falx looked slightly reminiscent of Renamon, but with orange fur, triangular ears, and an overall slightly more foxlike appearance. He wore an odd metal rod at his hip and a white kimono with blue trim. He also wore a D3 at his hip, as well as a deck case. His yellow eyes seemed to glow in the light, sparkling with a hidden intellect. A smug grin crossed his lips, and he nodded to Falcon. "You see, my race are tinkerers and mechanics, just like you. However, we also train extensively in martial arts and weapons usage. I am personally proficient in Snake Kung-Fu, Jukken style ninjitsu, Suiken Drunken Fist, and Jeet Kun Do, also known as the Strong Fist style." He picked the black, red, and silver D3 up off his belt, and hit a button on it. A gray Digimon, about three feet tall, with four tentacles around an odd, slightly bell-shaped head appeared next to him, and he brought his tail around to wrap around the Digimon. "This is Keramon. She is only in this state because I have just summoned her from her D3 dormancy file. She digivolves into Chrysalimon, Infernimon, and then Diaboromon, the Lord of Data. Keramon will be able to help us, she can write power cards very quickly, to give us an edge in combat. Our first priority must be to make sure that the other Digidestined are safe. Rika's house is closest. Let us move out." Falcon reeled at this. Not only was this newcomer not human, he had a Digimon of his own, and he seemed to be taking charge of the situation with astounding ease. Finally snapping out of his reveille, Falcon shook his head. "Wait, what about my PACU that I need to build?" he asked. "I need that if we're to have any chance against-" "Ten steps ahead of you," Falx interrupted. "Wait until you get outside, and see the present I have for you. It is based roughly off of your designs, but I added some extra weaponry and features. I will be in my SPARC with Keramon." Outside, Falcon gasped. A black suit of power armor, with glowing green highlight lines on the joints stood waiting for him, a missile launcher on the shoulder, and a wide-mouthed weapon on the left arm. The right arm ended in a rather large claw, which had a hole in the palm, as though something was designed to emerge from it. "Behold, the Chimera battle armor. It has energy shielding, EMP shields, a claw for climbing or hacking tanks, other battle armors, or even large Digimon, active camouflage, jump jets, an Argent V proton torpedo launcher and a pulse laser, which all draw power from the fusion pack in the back. The claw also has an energy blade emitter built into the palm. Once you put it on, you will understand how to use it; the suit will scan the info directly onto the neurons of your brain. Here, let me help you." Falx helped Falcon remove his shoes, shirt, trenchcoat, pants, and socks, and helped him into the legs of the Chimera. When he let go, the armor assembled behind him, totally encasing Falcon, the soft green light beginning to glow brighter. "Wow. This feels... amazing! It's so light; I don't even feel like I'm wearing it! It must be temperature cooled, because it's like my skin temperature, and I feel like it's enhancing everything about me!" Falcon exclaimed happily. "Now hold still, while I install your AI." Falx's voice said from behind Falcon, and instantly, a window appeared in his HUD showing him Falx's face. "Wait, my AI? How do you have an AI?" Falcon asked. "Simple, I wrote her," Falx replied bluntly. "Her name is Ifalana." There was a hissing noise, a pop, and then cold liquid poured into Falcon's mind; then a warming sensation as the AI core warmed to his flesh. Hmmm... A bit cramped in here. I'm detecting a lot of cerebral cortex activity. You're a thinker, aren't you? I'm Ifalana. The smooth voice seemed to come from inside Falcon's mind. "Hold on, Falx. She sounds like she's inside my head. What's with that?" "Yes, I forgot to mention that, she uses the neural scanners in the helmet to broadcast herself directly into your mind. She literally is inside you mind. She knows more about your body functions than even you do. She cannot move the Chimera armor, but she can enhance your reflexes, converting your motor impulses to actual motion. She cannot make you send the impulses. She can read your mind while she is in your armor, as well. That is part of the armor, I do not know how she will respond to you. If you do not like her personality, I have another AI core here. Sakura is her name, and she is an expert in suits of power armor like yours. You will need to learn to work as a team now, you are not fighting by yourself." Falx sighed. "Let us go. If your lab is anything to go by, Sixesmon has destroyed anything in his way. Let us just hope that he has not found Renamon..." Falx trailed off, his eyes becoming unfocused. "Um... Hello?" Falcon asked. "Are we going?" "What? Oh, yes, yes of course. Follow me, and try to keep up. I am actually going to leave my SPARC here, it will be safer. Try to keep up." "Wait, what's a SPARC?" Falcon asked. "Stands for Single Person Armed Racing Craft. Over there, in the alley, the black and green pod with hover-runners, that is a SPARC. Mine has gravity weapons as the weapon scheme, currently; sometimes I use lava weapons. Note the fins on the back, they help keep the craft stabilized while I lie in it, and pilot it. Now, let us go." With this, Falx leapt up to the roof of Falcon's lab, and took off at a surprising rate, hands extended behind him, leaping from building to building. When he reached the end of the block, he turned, and motioned for Falcon to follow. Falcon began running, and was astonished to find that the speedometer in his HUD was reading in excess of 55 kph. As he caught up to Falx, the Keynari jumped down, and ran on ahead, an orange furred blur in the night. After running for about five minutes, Falx skidded to a stop. He looked up at the house before him, and waved for Falcon to come closer. The door to Rika's house was askew, and two of the windows were shattered. The sound of someone crying softly came from inside. Falx motioned for Falcon to follow him, then darted to the door, and pulled an M60E4 LMG out of a black duffel bag on his back. He turned, and checked his field of fire for hostiles, but the only thing moving was a woman on the floor, crying, who Falx recognized as Rika's mother. Falx flipped the safety on, and slung the weapon. "Ms. Nonaka, where is Rika?" Falx asked gently. "Sh- She was.... Kidnapped b- by s- s- something big!" she sobbed. "P- Please find her for me!" "Do not worry, we will find her." He stood up. "Let us go, Falcon. I have a read on the digital signature of the bastard. It will lead us right to him, and hopefully, Rika and Renamon as well." He slid the machinegun back into its case. "Right, I can't wait to test this suit out." Falcon said. "It will be interesting to see what kind of power levels the energy shielding can resist." "Careful, that kind of thinking can get you killed," Falx cautioned. "It would be best for you if you stay close to me, try to keep up this time. I realize that I am faster than you, but still, make an effort, alright?" Falcon grunted, and Falx sped off into the night, checking his D3 occasionally, and reorienting himself to Sixesmon's position. After twenty minutes, the two happened upon what had once been a street- now it was simply a field of rubble and twisted metal. Falx leaned down to the ground, and sniffed. He suddenly stood, and motioned for Falcon to follow him. "This way, he is close," Falx muttered, and sure enough, Sixesmon's deep voice drifted out of a hole in one of the buildings, which he had apparently modified to his liking using his attack, Crack of Doom. Falx tapped a button on the bracer on his right arm, and the device extended a thin film around his fingers, which then pulled tight around his furred paw. The film darkened, and became black latex, as Falx rolled into the view of the hole, and fired what appeared to be a ball of distorted air from his palm into the small room. Falcon ran to help Falx out, and found Sixesmon in a crater on the floor, facedown, the ground seeming to crack further under him. Falx calmly stepped on the devil Digimon's back to a small cage, built with flattened car parts, and iron bars, welded into place by the Crack of Doom attack. As Falx walked to one side, he realized who was inside. Rika, stripped naked, hands tied above her head, her back to Renamon, who was in the same position, ball gags in both their mouths. Tears cut streaks in the grime that covered the young girl's face, and she had several nasty gashes over her stomach, chest, and sides. Falcon stepped inside. "Renamon! Rika! Are you two okay?" Falcon asked, concerned. "Yes, genius, they tie themselves up and leave themselves at the mercy of an evil Digimon for fun. Of course they are not all right! Hold still. I am going to get you out of there," Falx reassured them. Sixesmon, however, had other ideas. He had forced himself up from the crater, and charged at Falx, when a proton torpedo slammed into him, throwing him into the wall. Falcon stood in the Chimera, the blue glow on his shoulder fading. "Falx, watch your back, Sixesmon's trying to kill you," Falcon said calmly. "I'll hold him off." Falcon fired the pulse laser, and a purple bolt of energy coursed out of the suit's left arm, followed by twelve more in rapid succession. With a flick of his wrist, a purple and black blade ignited, but by this time, Sixesmon had recovered, and had sent a wave of black, crackling destruction flying at the Chimera-clad warrior. It swept him off his feet, and slammed him into the wall; his shield indicator pulsed red, and warbled a fully drained warning alarm. Falcon dodged the next wave, and set off sprinting around the small structure, as the devil Digimon sent arc after arc of black energy flying at him. Meanwhile, Falx had gripped the solid welded metal bars, and ripped them clear of the wall, a quick chop with his hands severed the ropes that bound the two, and they helped each other remove the gags. Falx threw a black robe to Rika and a white robe to Renamon, before turning to Sixesmon. At the moment he turned, he saw Sixesmon's upper left fist collide with Falcon's helmet. Falcon crumpled into a heap. Falx rose onto the balls of his feet, and raised his hands, holding them out as though he was holding two cups of sake. He half-closed his eyes, and began to wobble from side to side, looking clearly drunk. "You're going to fight me?" Sixesmon laughed. "What a joke!" The devil then lashed out with his lower right arm, which Falx leaned backwards onto, resting on the thin, but muscular arm. As Sixesmon punched down with his upper left arm, Falx rolled backward, and over the arm he was on, easily avoiding the punch. On the floor, he rolled to his side, and propped his head up with his hand, with a lazy look in his eye. Sixesmon lashed out with his right foot, aiming for the ribs, but Falx had already rolled backwards, and flipped to his feet. He then crouched down, and rolled up to the devil, stood on his hands, wrapped his legs around his foe's neck, and flipped him, headfirst, smashing his head into the concrete. As Sixesmon landed, Falx rolled over on top of him, and said in a drunken slur: "The more you drink, the crazier you get," before kicking off of the large Digimon's chest, and landing apparently unsteadily on his feet, hands outstretched in the same, clearly Suiken, style. As Sixesmon got to his feet, Falx charged straight at him, yelling 'Atchoo!' and other non-sequiturs. This startled the Digimon, making him pause before he threw a punch, which Falx dodged by rolling to one side and continuing without slowing. Falx leaped into the air, flipped once, stuck his leg out, and slammed it down into Sixesmon's left shoulder, dislocating the uppermost shoulder with a sickening wet pop. Sixesmon fell to his hands and knees, and began panting heavily, when Falx, landing next to him, seemingly off-balance, fell, slamming his back into Sixesmon's, and forcing the latter to lie flat, while cracking his head on the pavement. Sixesmon emitted a moan as he slipped into unconsciousness. Straightening up, Falx brushed himself off, nodded to Rika and Renamon, and then turned to Falcon. "Come on, Falcon, you have to do better than that!" "Ughhhhhh.... I feel like I've been hit by a shotgun blast. What the hell... Wait, where's Sixesmon? Is that..." he broke off, pointing at the devil Digimon's unconscious bulk. "Yes, sleepy head, that is Sixesmon," Falx responded. He turned to the young girl and her Digimon. "Did he... do anything to you?" They were both silent for a moment, then Renamon spoke. "No... He said he was going to do many things to us, however. Flay us alive after cutting us open, raping us, pretty much everything that would come to a..." Renamon paused, then continued, kicking Sixesmon in the teeth with each word. "Sick, twisted, perverted, BASTARD!" on the last word, Renamon viciously kicked the unconscious beast in the neck. "Nobody hurts Rika. Not on my watch." Renamon embraced Rika and held her tight. Rika buried her face in Renamon's mane of chest fur, clearly still shaken, and Renamon stroked the back of her head lovingly. "There, there, it's all right. Don't worry Rika, Sixesmon has been defeated, and we're okay. Shhhh... It's okay." She turned to Falx. "Who are you?" Falx chuckled. "'I am that merry wanderer of the night-'- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream. No, I am Falx Starkiller, and a passionate admirer of yours for quite some time now, Renamon." Falcon looked on for a moment, then turned to Falx as well. "What is that thing that you fired at him earlier? The thing you launched from your palm," Falcon asked. Falx looked at his paw, held it up, and turned back to Falcon. "What, this?" Falx asked. "This is one of my inventions, a Gravity Gauntlet. It fires a compressed rift in space, which creates a massive gravitational disturbance in a small area. When the field strikes its target, depending of how I used the gauntlet, it can have one of three effects. It can reverse the polarity of their personal gravity, sending them up into the sky, increase their personal gravity, pinning them to the ground, as I did with Sixesmon, or it can change the direction of their personal gravitational field, pushing or pulling them in the direction I desire. Usually, increasing gravity to ten gees is enough to be fatal, but, as you saw with Sixesmon, usual is not always, especially when it comes to Digimon." "A wha-? Gravity Gauntlet? Where did you get that kind of technology?" "I built it," Falx replied. "As I said, I'm a tinkerer. I build things. Do you understand now? I have access to technology that you could only dream of." "Right, well, the important thing is that Rika and Renamon are okay," Falcon sighed. You two are okay, right?" Renamon looked up from soothing her tamer. "Yes, we'll be just fine," Renamon said, giving the battle armor-clad Falcon a weak smile. "Come, Rika," Falx urged gently. "Let us get you home. Your mother is worried sick about you." Rika nodded, and followed, hand in paw with Renamon. "Get up, Sixesmon." An ice-cold voice in his mind. You were supposed to kill the Digidestined for me. Sixesmon moaned in agony, his dislocated arm, and shattered rib aching. I want them dead. All of them. Then it hit Sixesmon. It was MegaMechadramon in his head. Sixesmon groaned, rolled over, and sat up. "What... What the hell was that guy?" Sixesmon asked. "A well-trained martial artist, by the looks of things. Pull yourself together, you can still kill two of them, the girl is too well protected. You have two cracked ribs, and a dislocated shoulder. I have provided you with the best medical supplies available. Your shoulder will reinsert itself in a few minutes, the ribs need to be sealed with biofoam. You will find a canister in the medical kit by your lower left hand." Sixesmon waited until he heard the pop of his shoulder fixing itself, and then opened the white metal box, fished out a can with an injection nozzle, jabbed it into himself, and pressed the button. He instantly felt the biofoam fill up his rib. It also stung like a thousand fire ants stinging his insides. He grimaced, but stood up, flexed his shoulder, waited for the biofoam to finish it's binding work, and then began walking off in the direction of a certain person's house, someone who never let his Digimon fight him when he was still Impmon. Impmon would first kill Terriermon then, silence that annoying brat, Henry Wong. Meanwhile, at the Nonaka household, Rika slipped into the shower, her black silk robe hanging from the door. Rika sighed as the dirt and dust was cleansed from her body, her eyes closed, relaxed, but shot open again when they felt a passionate kiss, and a loving paw rubbing her small breasts. She relaxed again, however, when she saw that it was her beloved fox Digimon. She moaned into the kiss, embracing Renamon, and pulling her furry body up against her own, the slight musky scent rising from the girl's lower lips, and mixing with the steam of the hot water, as her Digimon pressed into her. Breaking the kiss, Renamon gently licked her young tamer's cheek, long, passionate strokes, up the cheek. One arm was wrapped around the girl's shoulders, the other working its way down to her nether regions, as Rika slid a hand under the fox's white mane, gently caressing her Digimon's breasts, lovingly massaging the heavenly spheres, occasionally finding and squeezing the rock-hard nipples. Renamon moaned with each squeeze, and licked her tamer more and more passionately. She finally slid her mouth over Rika's and probed inward with her vulpine tongue, feeling, tasting, caressing the girl's teeth, massaging her gums. In response, Rika explored Renamon's mouth, their tongues locked in a loving, twisting, wrestling match, each rolling over the other's, and savoring the taste of each other's maws. Suddenly, the girl shuddered, as Renamon's paw brushed over her nether lips. A soft moan escaped Rika's lips as the saturnine vixen extended a furred claw further, and gently teased her perineum, back and forth, between the young human's two entrances, the most sensitive spot on the girl's body. Rika moaned, her voice filled with desire, as the golden goddess of Rika's world slid her middle finger into her dripping love hole. Rika gasped as the finger slid inside, only ever having a tongue enter her before. Renamon's finger came to a fleshy barrier, one that both knew they would break together. Rika closed her eyes, nodded to her Digimon, and Renamon, as gently as she could, pressed her finger into the young girl's hymen, popping the delicate cherry. Rika winced at the pain of her first penetration, but her face soon cleared into an expression of ecstasy and euphoria as her beloved Digimon continued to finger her, massaging her pink, and now, red-tinged folds with a tender finger. Rika moaned as she slid her small hands down to Renamon's slit, running her index finger over it, coming to rest atop her hard clitoris, causing the vixen to throw her head back and let loose a deep-throated moan as waves of pleasure overtook her. Her fingering became faster and faster, circling over Rika's small clit, drawing a pleasured shudder each time, then diving back inside the luscious orifice. Both of their juices were flowing in full force now, the shower floor sticky with their nectar, as Rika fell to her knees, and dug her face deep into her lover's furry mound, tongue caressing the perfect love hole, lapping all of the precious juices from her Digimon's slit. The red-hot pleasure in her own nether regions was forgotten as she lustily tried to fit as much of her mouth in Renamon's hot snatch as she could, burying her tongue deeper and deeper, even as her hand worked to massage the fox's clitoris. Finally, Renamon let out a gasp, and pleasured sigh as she came, spraying her wonderful, precious, delicious juices all over her tamer's face, chest, and down her throat. Rika lapped eagerly, licking as much as she could off of Renamon's fur, and off her face. Renamon crouched down next to her, and licked her small breasts clean of the sweet-smelling, sticky liquid. Her paw expertly rubbed the young girl's groin, drawing shudder after shudder from her tamer, quickly drawing Rika's rapture, the slight aphrodisiac properties of Renamon's cum making Rika pant heavily with desire. Renamon helped Rika into a standing position, then gently bent her over, her beautiful pink folds spread for the vixen to see. She spent several seconds simply basking in the young girl's scent, and the beauty of her femininity. Slowly, she moved her nose in, and she dragged her tongue across the young girl's perineum, eliciting a soft moan, her tamer's juices glistening softly in the light of the shower. She moved lower, her tongue moving gently over her folds, dipping in, and then retreating, the rough tongue passing over her lover's clitoris, and drawing renewed gasps and moans of pleasure. Renamon licked deeply, each stroke causing the young girl to shudder, her sweet nectar coating the outside of Renamon's muzzle. She pulled back, and husked a gentle breath against her tamer's nethers, a soft breeze that sent another shudder up Rika's spine, then leaned back in, licking again. Simultaneously she reached around to play with the young girl's developing breasts, causing her to gasp and moan her appreciation as the vixen rubbed and squeezed the hard pebbles and small, fleshy mounds. The rate of Rika's moaning and gasping increased, and Renamon could smell that her tamer was close to the edge. The fox Digimon picked up the pace, and licked faster, deeper, plunging her rough tongue into Rika's wet love hole. Suddenly, the girl screamed her ecstasy as she exploded all over Renamon's waiting muzzle, spraying her juices directly into the golden fox's open mouth. The divine taste of her lover's juices sent Renamon over the edge as well, and she came again, spraying forth a small river of her sweet, sticky ambrosia. Exhausted, Renamon helped Rika out of the shower, and into her room, where the two embraced each other as they fell into a blissful, dreamless sleep. Falx and Falcon, meanwhile were busy heading to Takato's house, to ensure that the boy was all right. As they raced off into the darkness, Falcon turned to Falx. "Why are you here?" Falcon asked. "You said it was to help me, but why me? You seem like you could clean this up on your own. Why do you need my help to do it? And why do you care about the Digidestined?" Falx sighed. "I have admired Renamon, that particular Renamon, for a long time. She has a lot of untapped potential. I believe that if I work with the Digidestined, especially Rika and Renamon, they can become truly powerful. And..." Falx paused. "There also was the hope for me that I could be more than a mere teacher or friend to Renamon. She is so beautiful, I was hoping that we could perhaps become lovers." He sighed. "However, it seems that Rika got to Renamon's heart first. The two are clearly in love." Falcon blinked. "They are?" he asked. "How can you tell?" "Simple. There are subtle gestures, twitches of her tail, Renamon and Rika holding hands, the way they held each other, it all is indicative of two who are in love." "But Renamon did it with me..." Falcon began, but trailed off. "Yes, that was probably the only chance you will have. She is clearly in love with Rika now. Trust me, there is no chance for anyone else, short of raping Renamon. I will certainly not do that. I would rather die than do anything to harm Renamon. No, she is happiest with her tamer, I can tell, I can see it in her eyes." "Huh. So that's it, you're not even going to try?" Falcon asked, a hint of challenge in his voice. "No, I am happy that she has found someone that she is happy with. It is enough for me to see her happy. I do not really need sex to make me feel good, as long as those that I love are happy, so am I." There was a slightly sad quality to his voice, a lonely edge to his words, which Falcon did not seem to pick up on. "Whatever, man. Look, there's Takato's house. Looks untouched." "Good, let us go and find the house of Henry Wong." Falx checked a device on his wrist, then turned east, and darted off, Falcon running behind. Within two blocks of Henry's house, they could see that Sixesmon had been there. The ground was cratered, cars were burning, and there was destruction as far as the eye could see. The staccato report of Gargomon's chainguns cut through the night, when Sixesmon's deep voice bellowed out his attack. A scream, a flash of light, and an explosion was all that Falx needed to race off in the direction of Sixesmon. As he darted around the corner, the scene of a smug Sixesmon towering over Henry, who shielded an unconscious Gargomon. Falx dashed forward, launched himself into the air, and stuck out his leg, a high jump kick flying toward the devil Digimon's head. Just as he impacted with Sixesmon's skull, he called out: "Strong Fist Taijutsu: Dynamic Entry!" Falx's kick lifted Sixesmon completely off his feet, slamming him into a nearby wall. He turned to Henry. "Are you and Gargomon all right?" Falx asked. Henry shook his head. "All right, hold on, I will take care of Sixesmon, and then I will help you out." Falx turned back to Sixesmon, who was raging at Falcon. Falx pulled two weights off of his legs, held them at arms' length, and dropped them, the enhanced gravity on them making the fifty pounds weigh five hundred. The two weights dug craters in the ground, but before they even hit, Falx was between Sixesmon and Falcon. He stopped, brought his legs together, put his right arm out, making a 'V' out of his arm, palm up, his left arm pressed tight against his back. He smiled, confidant that he could easily take down the Digimon. "You think I got lucky last time?!" Falx exclaimed. "All right, let's do it again!" Sixesmon charged forward, right arms raised to slam into Falx. Falx quickly stepped back, extended two fingers, and tapped Sixesmon's top fist, sending him off balance, rolling across the pavement. With a sweeping step, Falx turned to his opponent, same charismatic smile on his face, and extended his open palm once again. Sixesmon charged back at him, but this time, Falx ducked, swept his leg out, kicking Sixesmon's legs out from under him, slammed his open palm into the devil Digimon's chin, knocking him skyward, and delivered three powerful punches to Sixesmon's chest. A powerful kick to the ribs threw Sixesmon aside as if he were a rag doll. "Strong Fist Taijutsu: Konoha Hurricane!" Falx exclaimed, resuming his stance as Sixesmon once more recovered from his deflection. "Do you really think that you can defeat me?" Sixesmon grunted, and launched his Crack of Doom at Falx. Falx, however, leaped up into the air, landed lightly just in front of Sixesmon, and delivered a powerful kick to his chin. Sixesmon groaned, and flew up twenty feet in the air. Falx pushed off of the ground, appeared behind him, and grabbed him, pinning his arms to his sides. Falx leaned back, pulling them both upside-down, and began to spin as they fell, faster and faster, until Falx kicked off of Sixesmon's back and leaped clear of the beast, milliseconds before the devil Digimon hit the ground at full speed and spin. "Strong Fist Forbidden Taijutsu: Front Lotus!" Falx screamed, as he slid away on both legs and a hand. Falcon watched in awe as the dust cleared, and Sixesmon was once again unconscious by Falx's hand. Falx began panting heavily, and Falcon turned to him. "What's wrong?" Falcon asked. "Are you okay?" "Yes, I will be fine," Falx panted. "The Front and Reverse Lotuses are somewhat of a double-edged sword. They do incredible damage, but the strain on the muscles begins to tear them apart. It takes several minutes to recover from it," Falx explained. He walked over to Henry, and looked the boy over. "What is wrong? Where are you hurt?" "First, what are you, second, who are you, and third, what is a Sixesmon?" Henry asked, rather bluntly. "A Keynari, Falx Starkiller, Impmon's new form, in that order," Falx said calmly. "I am here to help. I have already met Renamon and Rika. I freed them from a crudely constructed prison built by Sixesmon. The person in the power armor over there is Falcon. It is my design, however. We already checked on Takato, and he is all right. Now, are either of you two injured?" "I'm not, but Gargomon is kind of beat up. We should get him to Falcon's lab, where we can restore him." Falcon shook his head. "My lab's been totaled by Sixesmon. No way can I do anything much there, but, maybe Falx can help," Falcon sighed. "Falx, can Keramon create a power card that heals a Digimon?" "Of course, that was one of the first design plans that I put into my D3, the ability to upload stored data to cards, letting me create healing cards," Falx explained. "Here," he continued, as he held out a green card to Henry. "It is a healing card. Take it." Henry looked at the card skeptically for a moment, then plucked it out of Falx's outstretched hand, and slid it through his D3. 'Heal.exe' appeared on the screen, and the boy pressed Select, activating a burst of white light from his Digimon. As the light faded, Gargomon sat up, then de-Digivolved into Terriermon, scratching his head as he did. He looked around, saw Falx, nodded, and seemed to accept that there was a non-Digimon, non-human present. "Thanks," Henry said softly, "But we should go somewhere safe if Sixesmon is going to continue to plague us." "True, but I have a feeling that Sixesmon is not going to be bothering us for a long time," Falx said, standing up and walking to the unconscious bulk of the devil Digimon. He pulled out his D3, and held the device out, twisted the small antenna, and scanned a green light over the Digimon, changing him as the arc of light washed over him, reverting Sixesmon back into Impmon. Falx checked the data that he had ripped from Impmon, nodded to himself, scanned it to a card, and put the card in his case. "That takes care of that. But what made him into Sixesmon? I will have to look over the data later, that way, I can identify the Digimon that allowed him to alter his form so dramatically. The file was not corrupted, so Impmon simply had a new personality file write over his old one, giving him a different, albeit similar, mindset. Few Digimon have the kind of power that it takes to do that. I will research this, and I will speak with all of you tomorrow morning. We will meet at the house of Takato at 0900 hours tomorrow morning. Good night, everyone." Falx waved as he walked over to the small craters where his legweights were resting, picked them up, and strapped them back on. "Oh, Falcon, follow me, you can stay at my place for the night." Falx leaped up to the rooftops and dashed off, leaving Falcon to run after him, or get lost in his wake. At Falx's apartment complex, Falx led Falcon down into the basement, and slid open a trapdoor in the floor. He grabbed either side of a rail ladder, and slid down, stopping after about ten minutes, roughly 750 feet underground. As Falcon landed next to him, he walked over to an palm scanner, pressed his paw to the pad, and a glassy-looking translucent opening appeared in the wall. Falcon cocked his head to one side. "What is that?" Falcon asked. "What did you do?" "It is a nanowall," Falx replied. "A wall made of nanobots bonded together into a solid metal structure, to appear as part of the wall. However, when they scan my paw, a signal is sent that moves them to this formation, a free-floating formation, and then, they slide off to the side. See?" Falx indicated the translucent haze sliding to the side, allowing them entry. "Once we are on the other side, the wall will close and solidify again, making my lab and home, impregnable." "A nanowall! You have got to be kidding me! NASA is still working the bugs out of nanowalls, how did you get your hands on one?" Falcon asked, incredulous. "How expensive was it to buy and install?" "Well, I built the first nanobots myself, and they replicated to a stable point that I ordered them to, and from there, they followed my commands to act collectively as a nanowall. Altogether, it cost about $12,000 US currency. After that, the nanobots worked on their own to create more and more of each other. Now come on, follow me, I will show you to your quarters," Falx said as he led Falcon inside, and pressed a button. With a hiss, the nanowall activated behind them, sealing itself. Another nanowall was standing open across the room, and inside, Falcon could make out a huge room, one that he couldn't see the back of, filled with tables upon tables of technology, test tubes, beakers, computers, jars of specimens, and microscopes. Noticing Falcon's gaze, Falx sighed. "Yes, I will show you my lab, but not tonight." He strode over to the lab's nanowall, and pressed the green button, which immediately glowed red as the wall closed behind him. "It is time for bed now. Turn around, and let me remove the armor," Falx added, and Falcon turned around. With a swift click the suit unwrapped from Falcon's body, and he tried to cover himself until Falx threw him a robe, a red silk designed for comfort. Falx pointed to several doors. "Shower is through there, kitchen in there, master bathroom in there, meditation pond through there, and martial arts training center through the last door." He gestured to another, larger door. "Your quarters. Enjoy," Falx said, before striding over to a small golden door, and sliding through the door as it opened. With a hiss, the door sealed behind him. Falcon looked around, and headed off for a two-minute shower, then back to his room, an elegantly designed fifteenth-century Japanese bedroom. He climbed into his bed, and was asleep the minute his head touched the pillow. - Whoo. 'Twas a long first chapter. Anyway, you can see that my specialty is F/F love stories, with a lot of combat, tech, etc. I am currently taking requests. Free stories! Whoo! Anyway, stay on the lookout for my next installment, which takes place the next day. I'll put it up as soon as I write it. Oh, I apologize to anyone who wanted more yiff than what I included, but, I'll make it up to you in one of the later chapters. Hehehe... You would be surprised to see the kinds of things that Renamon and that little girl of hers get up to late at night... Heh, heh, heh. Anyone who likes incest, one of the later chapters might have Henry and his little sister going at it, so stay tuned. Any fans of Takato, sorry that he and Guilmon were not in this one, but, I had to cut one tamer out due to time constraints. They will be in the succeeding chapters, however. I do not usually do a M/M story, but if I get enough feedback wanting M/M, I might write something between Guilmon and Takato, or Gargomon and Henry, or Gargomon and Guilmon. Or Takato and Henry, though that kind of is -not- yiff. That is just plain shotacon. Of course, there is nothing wrong with that. As long as there is yiff too. Oh, please, post comments, either positive or negative, but if they are negative, make them constructive criticism, not "You suck." And please, do try to have some respect of the English language. "i likd it u r awsum" is just plain wrong. Spelling, grammar, and syntax, please. Anyway, sayonara, until next time, Serath Darklands. And as always: Praise Lady Furball!!!!