Chapter 4 - Death is Just the Beginning (Finale)
Veemon was lost in thoughts since what happened at the Dark Forest, the whole threatening aura surrounding the mysterious drone-thing, the human Roger, and of course, the new level in his relationship with Gabumon, now his boyfriend. A wonderful thing happening together with a terrible thing. He thought it would be better to get to business now, and leave leisure for when both are resting on a checkpoint. He kept pace with Gabumon and asked:
âDo you think the drone is a human-made weapon?â
âHard to say, but I never saw that thing before, itâs not a digimon for sure⊠but why the kidnapping?â
âWhere do you think they are being taken?â
âDonât know Vee, but history taught us that wherever they are, they are not enjoying their stay.â
The Dark Forest was just a smudge in the horizon behind them. The sunset fell over their heads quickly, as they walked towards an arid desert-like biome. Pink skies now painted the digital sky, as it slowly lost the battle against the deep starry blue.
Both digimons halted in front of a raw wooden fence, with a big gap and an arch holding an old wooden sign: âGhost Townâ.
âHere we are! The Ghost Town!â â Gabumon said cheerfully
âNormally we donât use ghost and town on the same phrase and smileâ
âDonât fret, youâve been here before, this is the Deputymonâs town!â
âI remember, nice hostsâŠâ â he frown
âOld battles, now go on, just a few Bakemons and what not, besides, Deputymon is expecting us.â
The two entered the city limits. Like any normal old west town, there were a lot of wooden buildings, dirt roads spreading in four directions. A few saloons, the post office, a church in the towns square, a bank, stables and of course the deputy office. Except nobody was around, and the ghost town looked like an actual ghost town.
Gabumon led the way to the deputy office, which was reasonably easy given the size of the town, but with a few minutes of twilight left, and no lights in the city, they canât afford to lose time.
âGhost town indeed. Itâs creepy, nobody is here, itâs getting dark, there are no lights here!â â shriek Veemon
âItâs right there, we can make itâ â Gabumon urged as he approached the deputy office porch.
He knocked, but no answer. He looked at Veemon with a confident smile, turned again and decided to peek inside. As the door groaned open, a sharp and loud bang exploded from inside, sending a quick flash of light with it, momentarily blinding them.
A loud crack hit a barrel behind them, they just got shot at, and barely hit them!
âWhat the fuck!!â â Screamed Gabumon already pulling Veemon to his side
âYer hands up where I can see boys! Ya under arrest for trespassing!â â Screamed another voice from inside the office. â âIâm coming for ya! Thatâs just a warning shot! Now let me see yer faces!
A huge pistol-shaped digimon wearing a cowboy hat and a red scarf emerged from the darkness of the office. A comical sight if it wasnât for the lethal, well, loaded pistols.
The digimon squinted his eyes trying to see better in the dark â âGabumon? Veemon?â
âSorry about that!â â Said Deputymon while pulling a chair for Gabumon and Veemon, the room was finally lit â âBut heard bad things happening on the outskirts of this lands! And ya two are late!â
âYeah, sorry Deputymon, we got held back at the Dark Forest. Your intel is correct, there is a threat on those lands, but Iâm afraid itâs not only there.â
âAs I was afraid my boy, I thought whatever was, it got the best of ya.â â he said while poring some coffee on a crooked tin mug for all.
âWell, it almost got us, that was a close call, but we got help. A human, he saved us.â
âAh! Humans again! Oh boy, seems we never manage to sort our problems without their help.â
âThings seems pretty calm here, I say you are managing this city without a problem!â
âYer might be right son! This town didnât have any problems since peace happened. Itâs a gentle land.â
âSpeaking of which, where can Veemon and I stay for the night?â
âThe hotel of course! Bet you pair fancy a soft bed and a warm shower!â
âOh yes yes! Please! Comfy delicious feather soft bed!!!â â shriek Veemon while tapping his feet
âHeâs odd Gabumon, he is an odd fella⊠well well, follow me boys! Let me take you there!â
The trio step out of the office, but instead of a dark and creepy city, they found a livid night life going on there. All buildings with lights, music coming from the saloon, chatter, street lamps lit. Except that all were Bakemons, floating around on their business.
Veemon was surprised to see all that. Such movement, so lively, even though they are all ghosts, digimon ghosts!
They walked on the middle road towards the hotel, the deputy digimon was pointing and chatting about the things done and to be done, Bakemons were busy but some crossing their path greeted them. The hotel was the tallest building in town, three stores high and a clock tower in one of the corners, piercing the starry night.
âAllrite boys! Here is where I leave ya! Gotta head to the saloon to dr⊠toâŠ. Make sure no goon start a fight!â
âThanks Deputymon!â â Said Gabumon as they entered the hotelâs lobby. The narrow hallway hosted a reception room, and a Bakemon in clerks dress staffing it.
âHoooooo, you must be Gabumon and Veemonâ â said the friendly ghost â âDeputymon arranged a room for you two tonight, best oooone! Third floor, left on the stairs, roooom 302.â
âDeputymon always trying to impressâ â scoff Gabumon â âthanks Bakemon! Love the bowtie.â â the Bakemon blushed, oddly as it sounds.
Both headed upstairs to their room. It was nice and tidy for an old town, two beds on each side of the room, and a nice bathtub in one corner. A housekeeper Bakemon was just floating away from their room.
âHooooo, hello. Bathtub is filled, water is warm and good. If you need more hot water just ring the bell and we will check on you!â
âThatâs quite nice, thanks Bakemon!â
Finally the door is shut, both of them exchanged looks, smiled and quickly tossed their gear to the corner and headed to the bathtub. It was a decent size, tall, would fit both of them with room to spare. The steamy water was very inviting. Gabumon did not lost time and entered it, with fur and all, and sank in the tub letting a long sigh of relief.
âOh yeah, thatâs the thing, câmon Vee, water is really goodâ â he said as Veemon headed in, slowly not to splash water on the room.
They soaked in the bath for a few minutes, letting the muffled buzz of the old city contrast with the calm inside their room. Gabumon pull Veemon closer hugging him from behind and start licking his neck.
Shivers traveled through his body when Gabumon wide tongue caressed his skin. Each warm lick increased his heartbeat. His hands start feeling him up more, travelling on his chest and thighs. His hands reached his ass cheeks, squeezing them tight. Veemonâs member was full hard at this point.
Letting a gasp, he felt Gabumon molesting his tailhole with his finger, pushing inside and out. He felt Gabumonâs hard cock resting against his back â âdamn, I keep forgetting how big that monster isâ â he thought, as his tailhole gets fingered.
âLift up this tail because Iâm going to breed you good.â
âDammit Gabumon, where did you learn thâŠâ Veemon couldnât finish as Gabumon pushed him forward, chest pressed against the tub wall. He held his arms firmly against the border.
Under the water, his fat member found its target, right beneath Veemonâs tail, pressing against his hole. Gabumon pushed forward, slowly, while resting his head on Veeâs shoulder.
âThatâs it, deep breath, relax this little butt of yours. Let my cock stretch you nice and good, inch by inch.â â the large head of Gabumonâs cock suddenly made it inside Veemonâs hole with some difficulty â âAh! Yes, hungry little lizard arenât you?â
Veemon couldnât do much aside from relax as much as he can. Gabumonâs warm breath in his neck was just adding to his lust. He knew Gabumon was enjoying him struggle with his cock, this new side of him seeking to dominate was beyond sexy, Veemon needed him, he wanted to be Gabumonâs bitch.
Gabumon thrust his strong hips against Veemon, pushing more than half of his length inside him at once. Veemon let out a loud gasp!
Inch by inch Veemon felt. The challenging shape of his cock, with a large head, a fat girth in the middle before gets thinner again on the base. Veemon bite his lips, the large part of Gabumonâs cock was now stretching him to itâs maximum. He just didnât stop pushing.
With a long sigh, Veemon finally overcame the challenge, as the biggest girth made it inside, making his ass suck the rest of Gabumonâs length with ease.
âShit Veemon, oh yes, all the way in champâ â Gabumon could feel the smaller digimon adjusting, even not being his first rodeo, Veemon still gets tight like a virgin after a few days â âhere, some distraction for you while I fuck this delicious assâ:
Gabumon pushed three fat fingers into Veemonâs mouth. He immediately start sucking on them, this whole empowering feeling he is having sent a heat wave down to this groin â the feeling like a proper breeder. His instincts were kicking in, he wanted to fuck like an animal.
He tensioned his hamstrings, sliding the last of the inch deep inside Veemon, pressing his pelvis against his soft ass-cheeks. He relaxed a bit and did it again, and again. Such control over the thrusts kept the bathtub water at bay, but still agitating it as his hips found a good pacing.
Under the water, Gabumonâs round balls floated back and forward as his cock penetrates the smaller digimon. Gabumonâs own butt, beautifully round and firm swooshed with every impact against the dominated digimon.
He held tighter, and pushed his finger deeper inside his mouth, while keeping the pace in his fucking â âfeel it Vee, every⊠fucking⊠push⊠oh shit, yeah.â â he whispered. Water start splashing out, he was smashing the full length of his cock in an out of Veemon, who could only moan muffled, with his mouth full.
Gabumon reached to Veemonâs full hard cock, and start giving him a good handjob. He could be an alpha, but would never forget to give Veemon a good treat.
The fuckening was intense, lasting for good 20 minutes now, Veemon started to moan louder as he reached his climax, releasing his cum under the water, clenching Gabumonâs cock on every orgasm.
âGood boy, are you are ready for mine? Gonna shoot a fuck load deep on youâ
âYes! Fucking breed me Gabu, make it a big one!â
âOh yeah, itâs going⊠to be a big one VeeâŠ. Oh⊠fuck here comesâŠâ
Veemon got squeezed tight against the bathtub as Gabumon buried his cock as deep as he could. He could feel an intense throb of his member and gush of liquid injected inside him with pressure hitting his inner walls.
Every throb, lead to one big load inside him, as Gabumon pumped one load after another. Two⊠three⊠four⊠five⊠âwow, how much he is cumming today?â Veemon asked himself. He felt a strange sensation of fullness, as his belly swell a bit.
Veemon closed his eyes, he could still feel Gabumon pumping loads inside him, he couldnât move, he was completely locked beneath the yellow digimon, just accepting his seed, like a good bitch to his alpha.
Minutes have passed, but it felt like hours for Veemon, and he was in bliss. He was having all that he wanted, and Gabumon was surely delivering above the standards.
Gabumon finally broke his stillness and start licking and kissing Veeâs neck.
âI love you Gabumonâ
âLove you too Vee, a lot.â
He slowly pulled his still hard cock out of Veemon. Drawing a long moan from the blue dragon.
Gabumon fall back to the other side of the tub enjoying his job well done. Veemon on the other hand was dealing with a swollen belly and wobbly legs.
âGabu, Iâm going to release it here I guess, itâs too swollen, oh shi-⊠I canât hold it inside me longerâ
Gabumon just glanced his worried face, but didnât have time to compute whatâs going on with him until Veemon let a huge stream of hot white jizz out of his ass into the water.
âOh yeah, look at that, thatâs how a proper breeding should look likeâ â he let a smirk
âOoooh wow, feeling much better now. Damn Gabu, I didnât know you could cum that much, hell yeah, next time I want to drink straight from the tap!â
âYou bet you will. Now, letâs get out, the water is getting too⊠gooeyâ
âJust make sure you pick me on the way out, you wrecked my ass; canât move my legs you dork!â
Morning started in the old town. Bakemons, tired of a long night now retreating to their graves for a well deserves rest. The two digimons check-out on the reception â nobody was there during daylight.
âWhere are we heading to?â
âTrough the canyons, Vee, until the river meet the ocean, from there we go north until we reach our final destinationâ
Deputymon was fast asleep in his sheriff office, it was a long night preventing goons to start a fight it seems. They set course to the west. It was going to be a long trek through torrid lands, little shade and definitely a lot of sun.
âA what???â shouted Roger back at his friends
âBitcoin Mining dude, this robot unit is nothing more than a piece of program looking for specific digimonsâ replied one of them.
âAnd once captured, digimons are decompiled inside them to extract specific routines that, we think, are in need for the mining operationâ the second friend added.
âAnd looking at the logs, itâs all about specific ways to calculate float pointsâ the third one completed.
âYou guys always complete each other? Anyways⊠this is bad, so best guess here is that someone is building a bitcoin mining operation?â said Roger
âIt has to be, look, there are hundreds of routines extracted from digimons in its storage, but it doesnât have the capacity to orchestrate them, let alone execute them. This robot is a dumb terminal, a mere search algorithm for something far bigger. Itâs transmitting those source codes to someone.â
âA friend from Australia said that his digimon also reported missing digimons, seemingly random.â
âSo, there are more of those operating?â Roger pondered.
âWe think so, and since they are all seemingly random, we believe the orders are coming from another program, the mother program. If this operation is human or digimon is unclear, but odds are humans are behind this.â
âThere is one more thing Roger, itâs smart, it knew it was captured and self destructed. And we are afraid that those hundreds of routines that came from former digimons are unique in its natureâ
âMeaning?â
âMeaning⊠they all came from different digimons. Roger, a digimon canât exist with a piece of themselves missing. Hundreds of pieces here means hundreds of digimons dead! Killed by this unit alone!â
âI got to go back to Gabumon, this is seriousâ said Roger
âGo! Itâs our time to decompile this bot, we will try to assert where its sending its data, we will let you know once we find out. We got friends in Canada, Australia, UK, Brazil and Belgium working on it already.â
âThanks guys, thank you so much! Please! Keep me posted!â said Roger while finishing packing his bag again. âAlso, can I ask for a favor? I need to drop off as close as possible to Gabumon, they should be too far from my house in the digital world already.â
âWow! I forgot how I miss the ocean!â said Veemon inhaling the breeze
âI have mixed feelings, makes my fur damp, and saltyâ
Gabumon was preparing dinner, the good thing about being close to the ocean, is that fish is back on the menu. Veemon was finishing up the tent, sun was almost set.
The pair sat and savored the fresh sourced fish, for a moment they forgot about the problems and exchanged looks, smiling. They have each other, and that is a lifeboat in this sea of chaos and worries.
They finished eating, and gazed the starry night once again. Heavy clouds were covering the northern side, moving south.
âI think itâs going to rain tomorrowâ observed Gabumon. We should be in our final destination by tomorrow night.
âI wish we could stick a little longerâ.
âWhat do you mean? We are not going to part ways once there Vee! In fact, I was thinking to stick around there for a while, a few weeks, besides, we still have that problem with Rogerâ.
âEating his ass is going to be a problem?â smirked Veemon.
âEating his ass will be a struggle for him remember? Girthy boy here!â he laughed pointing at his groin âyou know Iâm talking about the killing robot-orb.â
âI know I know! Itâs been a couple days, I wonder if he found out something.â
Gabumon shrugged at the same time a telephone started to ring. Both of them looked back, startled. At the edge of the beach, where the sand meets the vegetation, a classic phone booth stood there, ringing. They look at each other and back at the phone box again.
âThat wasnât there beforeâ said Gabumon, âshould we answer?â
Veemon nodded, and both stood up and approached the phone box carefully. Upon close inspection, seems like an ordinary phone box. I kept ringing. The two squeezed inside the booth and Gabumon slowly picked up the receiver. A flash of a bright light blinded both digimons, who could do nothing but yelp.
Next second they felt a heavy object squish them against the both walls, like something big got inflated between them. Silence again, the light is gone, both digimons tried to make sense on what just happened, slowly their eyes adjusted the darkness again.
âGabumon? Veemon?â said the object.
âRoger??â both exclaimed.
âWhat is bitcoin again?â asked Veemon. Roger hastily explained the whole situation, but that was a lot to process.
Gabumon sat on the sand trying to absorb the absurdity of whatâs going on. He was angry, someone was killing digimons, in a gruesome way for the sole purpose of making some real world money. They have to act, but they are still missing important cues: Where do they go? Who is behind this? And how to stop it.
âI have friends around the world Gabu, they are working tirelessly through the nights cracking those questions for us.â
âHumans and their greed again! We canât have peace!â Gabumon was annoyed and angry. All he wanted was peace, and be together with Veemon now, living a peaceful life.
âGabuâ said Veemon approaching him âyou know that we also have bad digimons that almost destroyed humanity, we got bad apples everywhere, but we are going to fix itâ. Veemon knew that words might not help him, but as a logical as he is, perhaps itâs the best he can offer to appease his mind.
Gabumon didnât speak for the next couple hours and they retreat to their tent. Some sleep will help, and will give some peace of mind while Rogerâs friends work on the next steps. Roger didnât bring a tent, not even a sleeping bag, he was too hurried to go back with the pair, fearing for them.
Roger sat on the log next to the bonfire Gabumon lit early before his arrival. The night was breezy and chilly, his sweater would have to do for the night, hopefully the fire will keep him warm enough.
Veemon left the tent a little while later.
âCome sleep with us Roger, itâs chilly hereâ
âIâm not sure, Gabumon is angry at us⊠at meâ
âAngry or not, he is not going to kill you just because you need shelterâ
Reluctant, Roger step inside the tent. Gabumon was laying on his side, in the middle of the tent, Veemon stepped into the tent next, and crawled next to Gabumon, hugging him from behind. The only spot left was in front of Gabumon.
Roger lay down in front of the yellow digimon, with his back facing Gabumon. He didnât want to be face to face, he needed peace from humans now.
Long minutes have passed and Roger was almost dozing off, but suddenly he felt two hands wrapping his waist from behind. Roger didnât have much time to react as he got firmly pushed back towards Gabumon, who held him close, spooning him.
âThank you for helping usâ he whispered to Roger, in which he replied only with gentle taps in the hands that hugged him warmly. Smiling.
The three fell asleep cuddling each other, shielded from the dark chilly night.
Gabumon woke with the sound of seagulls outside. Roger wasnât there anymore, but Veemon was still clung to him, drooling on his fur coat. He heard hurried footsteps towards the tent, Roger zipped it open in one go, sticking his head inside startling the two digimons: âI got news!â
Soon later.
âOK, so loop me in again Roger, the bitcoin mining operation is happening here?â Gabumon asked
âThere is a facility in this world receiving all those bits of program for captured digimons, that facility is processing all data, and somehow, managing to use those bits of digimon source code to augment its pathways to calculate bitcoins faster. The incorporated code also helps this facility to pinpoint what kind of source code it needs to procure next.â
âSo itâs a learning machineâŠâ
âThat would explain the seemingly random captures, it is not random at all. It knows what it needs, so all those killer-robot-things receive the query, and they just search for it, if you are the unlucky digimon, you become the target.â
âWe have got to put a stop on it, where is that facility Roger?â
âKabloo Townâ
Gabumon froze and stop talking, he was in a state of awe, looking into the infinity, after a few seconds he broke the silence:
âThatâs where we are heading all this time, Kabloo is our final stop of this scouting. Roger, I donât suppose your friends can give us a lift directly there, could they?â
âAhead of you pal, got transport arranged for us!â
âGosh, you two are so in sync!â said Veemon excited.
A bright light, and then darkness. Veemon could barely breathe. He was disorientated, apparently stuck somewhere tight, and he couldnât see anything. He asked himself
âDammit, where am I?â
âApparently in a broom closetâ Veemon heard, that distinguishable voice from Gabumon, coming pretty much in close contact on his ears, sending him shivers.
âVee, I think we teleported inside a broom closet, I only know because there is a wet mop on my faceâ mumbled Gabumon
âI donât mind much, you are all pressed against my back, and your voice so close to me, murrrâ sexualized Vee
âIâm really enjoying seeing you three having a moment down there, the mop is even wet it seems, but Gabumonâs horn is piercing my ass!â said Roger, stuck and lodged above the two digimons, trying not to let go of the shelf, otherwise it would be impaled by his horn.
The broom closet door opened with pressure, violently expelling out Roger, Gabumon, Veemon and the mop. The tree got up and look around, they were in some kind of industrial facility, and given the villainy appearance, which is a great cue, they are in the right location.
Rogerâs cellphone rung: âOh! My friends are meeting in a voice call. Hi all, Iâm with Gabumon and Veemon, we are at the location, I will leave the line open, keep chatting, let me know of anything, might not be able to answer thoughâ
Roger put what it seems to be a wireless earbud, and nodded back at the two digimons with a smile.
Gabumon and Veemon eyeballed each other, confused.
The trio proceeded to sneaked around corridors, making turns and twists. When they finally heard a buzz, like those we hear in villain movies where they are building a super laser weapon.
The room opened more and more as they left the corridor, into what it seems like a control room. Lots blinking LEDs, pipes, wires and two huge cylindric tanks filled with a glowing liquid. The bare concrete hall housing the equipment went tall upwards, barely possible to see the ceiling.
The three just stood there in awe, trying to make all of that. Suddenly, claps. Those sarcastically slow claps. Footsteps added to the soundtrack, going towards them. Alarmed, the three assumed defense position, ready to fight.
A dark figure emerged from the poorly lit room, walking towards them, seemingly unaffected by their presence, like he doesnât feel threatened, or doesnât need to.
âWell, if itâs not Rodrigo Aranjuez! The digi-whore, and his, what are you two, his play toys?â said the figure, finally entering into a lighter area, revealing a man in his 30s, tall and slim, wearing dark clothes.
âGet fucked you cuckoo!â shouted Veemon
âOooh! The toy make noises! Really Aranjuez? You adopted those pets, you might be lonely after you broke your last one.â
âShut the fuck up!â shouted Roger âWho the hell are you? How do you know my name?â he was worried, confused, but assertive.
âYour years away from civilization really shrunk your brain, canât you remember a friend?â
âNo, you canât be. Daniel? Daniel Howard? The corrupted technician from DATS? You were sacked and arrested! You should be serving in jail!â
âProbation! Ta-da!â He shook his leg, showing an electronic tag in his ankle âthe only condition is that I donât get near a computer. But funny thing is that you canât even if you try! Even your coffee maker is connected to the internet you see? IoT and shit?â
Daniel snap his fingers, and two killer-robots quickly and swiftly suspended Roger in the air, like pure magic, he could not move, his arms stretched to the limit apart.
âLet him down Daniel, I wont hesitate to freeze youâ warned Gabumon, preparing to give his signature Blue Blast. Veemon was also ready to throw a fight.
âOK, I know you two are annoyed, itâs a natural response. But word of advice, just walk away, this is my domain, I control everything in here, including your ability to attack meâ
âBlue Blast!â shouted Gabumon, but to his surprise, although feeling perfectly capable, nothing came out, no blast, not even a huff. âWhat the hell?â
Veemon didnât have luck either, his Veemon Head was too heavy to give a single step ahead, failed before even started.
âI could kill you lot, but you are valuable data, I might need to harvest you in the future.â Daniel walked back to the machine controls. Pushing some buttons. âLook! Look at this beauty! It converts mangled pieces of digimon code into a gorgeous symphony, connecting the dots for even faster calculations.â
âWhy are you doing this? Just because of money?â asked Daniel from above
âOf course, I mean, I donât care about destroying the digital world, if this didnât affect them, I would be fine either, they are just code, code we created, code that evolved by itself! Each digimon is a life time of neural network simulation, curated to perfection, Iâm just reusing its code to mine bitcoins faster.â
âYou are killing them! Donât you see they are sentient? If digimons are just evolved neural networks, so do we! Difference is they are bits and bytes, we are carbon, nothing elseâ interjected Roger
âOh for fucks sake Rodrigo, I spent years arguing that with you at DATS, always pointless, not going to do it again. I need the money! I donât want to buy a yacht⊠I can be headstrong but not lavish, I need money for my motherâs medical bill.â
âWhat?â The three shouted
âAmerica, land of opportunity, and a stupid medical system. Itâs hard to get a job once you got jailed you know? A 7-11 job doesnât pay the bills, their whole system is shit.â
âGod dammit Daniel, you could just have reached out to us! We could figure a way to help your mother! But that? Too low even for you!â
The two orbs deactivated themselves and fell, releasing Roger, who landed between Gabumon and Veemon.
âHow the hell did you?â
âI forgot to tell you, I was on a meeting with my friends, they sent their regards to you Daniel.â
The whole room went dark, result of another hack by Rogerâs friends in the real world.
âVee and Gabu, this will only distract him for a few seconds,. I was just listening, but got the conclusions: Those two tanks contains a matrix of data each, this is the whole learning machine according to my friends, the liquid is dangerous though, it will absorb all data that falls into, but all we have to do is to throw something big enough to get absorbed, and pollute the matrix, the machine will die. Meanwhile, I will try to distract him.â
Gabumon and Veemon agreed.
âAlright Danielâ said Roger âall those years arguing at DATS by the watercooler were frustrated, eh? Why donât finish here, like proper man!â
âYou think you are fit just because you played jungle? Prison kept me busy buddy! I longed the day I could have an opportunity to punch your stupid face!â shouted Daniel while fiddling the control panels.
âHere is for nothing you fucker. Letâs dance!â
Meanwhile, the two digimons sneaked behind one of the consoles by the door â the lights went back on â Gabumon opened his backpack, removed a fleece wrap from it, Veemon looked at it with amusement:
âWow, Gabumon! Our evolution pills! We can evolve and be stronger!â
âHere, have one. You go left, I go right, then we take the pills, we digievolve then we throw something heavy inside it, just rip one of those consoles out of the ground and throw it inside, that should do it.â
âCanât we just topple them?â
âWe could, but Roger said the liquid will consume all data, sounds too risky to spill it all over. We donât know much about it.â
âHeavy thing into the tank it is!â
The two split on each direction and went behind the machines. For a bright mind like Daniel, he was damn stupid to let them just walk around while engaging in a fistfight. Human boys are really an enigma for Gabumon and Veemon.
Gabumon sneaked behind the consoles and reached an iron ladder beside one of the tanks, he could see Veemon on the opposite side, he exchanged a nod with him, and both sent the pill down their hatch.
Minutes have passed, the fight between Roger and Daniel was picking up to a gruesome levels, Gabumon could see blood on both, that was getting nasty too fast, but the evolution wasnât kicking yet. âWhatâs the hold up? What we did wrong?â he thought to himself.
Gabumon could see Veemon across the chamber, waving at him impatiently, not understanding why they havenât digivolved yet. He tried to close his eyes, concentrate, think about Matt, his previous fights, emotional moments, life-threatening moments but to no avail, the evolution wasnât kicking in. He finally call Veemonâs attention and pointed upwards, so both can climb the ladder and go atop the tank. Veemon followed the instruction.
Both of them now reached the catwalk right above the tanks. Meanwhile, Roger and Daniel were struggling on the ground, hard to see who is winning.
âVeemon, anything?â
âNothing!â
âOK, maybe we can try just throw our backpacks in it, perhaps enough data to mess it up?â
âWorth a shot!â
They threw their backpacks into the tanks. Immediately getting dissolved, not like acid, but rather, kind of dusted out without a noise. But the tanks continued to operate normally, machines continue to hum as usual.
âIt doesnât work like that idiotâ shouting from below, Daniel, his face covered in blood standing beside Roger who was laying on the floor, also covered in blood, knocked out. âThe matrix is a marvel of technology! Non-digimon data is ignored, otherwise it would consume itself, gosh, Iâm surrounded by idiots.â
âSo only digimon data can disrupt the matrix right?â shouted Gabumon from the catwalk
Daniel went silent, he gave important information when he shouldnât, he definitely took a beat and that clouded his judgement.
âWell, better deploy my bots for a mass harvesting, time to speed up the plan boys!! No need to go slowly, my cover is blown anyways!â said Daniel stumbling around and holding to the main console, where he pushed a few buttons.
Daniel collapsed by the console, laughing. The machine was humming like ever, millions of killer-bots were being deployed, set course to consume all digimons in the digital world.
âGuys, quick, come down, we can still run away to the real world!â shouted Roger with difficulty, holding his phone.
This was an easy way out for Gabumon and Veemon, but that wonât save all the digimons in digital world, his friends. Gabumon turned to Veemon with sorry eyes. Veemon was quiet, but understood his drift. âOnly digimon data can disrupt the matrix.â Veemon muttered to himself.
âI wasnât planning to end like that, Gabumonâ he with a smile, he could see the red eyes of his lover on tears, he was also smiling.
âI donât think anyone plans to end in a bath of matrix gooâ chuckled Gabumon, trying to disguise his sorrow in his throat, he wanted to cry, but he got to be strong for Veemon. âMaybe just one tank will suffice? You can help Roger finish up Danielâ.
âThere is no place right now I want to be without you Gabumon, we were together all this scouting, we came a long way, in distance, and in our hearts, I will go with you, besides, we canât never be sure if one tank will do the trick right?â
âOh Veemon, I didnât want to see you go!â
âIâm not going anywhere Gabu, Iâm staying with you. Only I wish I could kiss you one last timeâ, said the blue digimon, staring at the gap of the catwalk, between the two tanks, too far to jump across.
The two digimons kept looking at each other, savoring their happy moments.
âGuys!? What the hell are you two planning? Donât even think about it! Fuck! Donât do it!â Roger shouted while trying to stand up. âClimb down! We are going to safety!â, Roger urged his friends through the phone âFaster dudes! Killer-bots! Everywhere, canât we deactivate the machine?â he screamed.
Daniel was in deep pain, but he was managing to crawl himself out of the chamber.
âGuess our campaign is ending Gabu, Iâm⊠Iâm scared, Iâm suppose to bear the crest of courageâ cried Veemon.
âCourage is not about not being scared Vee, courage is to face destiny even knowing itâs scary because you know itâs the right thing to do, you are true to your crest, you are a damn courageous digimon Vee. Letâs finish together shall we? Until the end?â smiled Gabumon.
âUntil the end! I love you Gabumon, my friend, my love.â
âI love you Veemon.â
Both digimons let go of the catwalk, embracing gravity together, for Roger, it was like a slow motion horror, his two friends falling, he screamed, but nothing would help, their ultimate destines were now set in stone, to meet their very end right there, Roger as a witness.
A lifetime of memories rushed Gabumonâs and Veemonâs minds. Gabumon revived good moments with Matt, evolving to Garurumon, Weregarurumon, fighting alongside Agumon and his friends. Meeting Veemon, loving him.
There would be no return to digitama, decompilation is a one way ticket, like Leomon. Truth to their beliefs, they embraced destiny with courage, bound by their friendship, so strong that tied them together, forever in their hearts.
Roger cried as the two digimons disappeared into the tanks, his mind was numb. The loss was too painful and acute for him, we couldnât even listen to his surrounding, all he could see in his blurred eyes from all the tears were sparks coming out of the machine, steam scaping, explosions.
Daniel was almost making his escape but a bright flash from his phone enveloped Daniel, who scream in protest. His friends managed to pinpoint him, and now he was finally being pulled away from the Digital World, hopefully forever.
Daniel was gone, Roger could hear sirens through the phone speaker and some commotion, his friends had it handled nicely there. Sadly, not fast enough to avoid Gabumon and Veemon sacrifice.
Roger stood up with difficulty, the machine was going haywire there, at least they brought this atrocious operation to an end.
But something caught his eyes. A yellow glow coming from the tanks. Suddenly, a loud bang and an even yellower light now flooded out of the tanks, shaking everything around. Digicodes started to fly from it, as the tanks start cracking, and with one loud bang, the tanks cracked open, revealing its inside: No goo, but an orb of light on each.
âThat light! This is digievolution! But how?â said Roger flabbergasted
Another bang of light, this time it threw Roger back, together with the remnants of the evil machines, two figures emerged from it. Roger stood up again in awe:
âThat canât be! Weregarurumon and Flamedramon!!!â
âWhatâs happeningâ said Flamedramon, looking to his own arms and body âI.. I digievolved, Iâm Flamedramon, but, I remember falling inside the goo, I remember⊠dying?â a strong paw held his arm firmly, Flamedramon looked:
âHoly shit! Weregarurumon!!â
âHi Flamey! I have no idea why we are still alive, but here we are!â
âYou two still remember everything?â Roger was intrigued
The two digimons looked at each other, smiled, and sealed a long well deserved kiss. Roger blushed but smiled widely: âHeh, I guess they do.â
Explosions could be heard deep inside the structure.
âMaybe the lovebirds could give me a ride out of here?
Four days later
Kabloo was back to normal, all digimons flocking back to their homes. Tons of killer-robots, now junk, littered the streets, but they will be gone soon. The trio was enjoying some rest time at he local onsen.
Gabumon and Veemon were back to their original forms.
âSoâŠâ began Roger, âmy friends intel told me that, their theory, is that the digievolution pill you told me you both took didnât work because of the safety protocols Daniel put in that place, you couldnât fire your blast, you couldnât digievolve.â
âBut then it workedâ replied Gabumon
âYes, you see, when you and Veemon hit the matrix goo, your code got actually decompiled, so in fact, you both technically died, but the matrix stop working before you two got completely disassembled. And with the matrix gone, everything fell apart immediately, including the safety protocol Daniel wrote. The pill, which was still inside you, worked soon after. Digievolution kicked in, recompiled you two back, and proceeded with evolution.â
âThatâs pretty wicked, close call, too much of a close callâ said Veemon with a towel on his forehead, sunk in the warm water
âSo, can you two still evolve back, or that was just one kick?â
âWe can digievolve back and forward at will nowâ said Gabumon
âThatâs pretty dope, so, what now?â
Veemon jumped in: âWell, Gabumon and I were thinking to stay here a bit right? Enjoy some good rest, you know, saving the digital world and all that jazz is tiresomeâ
âWe got a whole new digievolution to play withâ snap Gabumon back with naughty eyes at Veemon
âOh gosh, I got a heat wave just thinking about it!â
âNo erections in the bath house Vee!â laughed Roger at them, âand do you still plan to fuck my ass? Gabumon?â
Veemon swallowed water in surprise. Gabumon laughed and replied:
âWhatâs your pick? Weregarurumon sex? Garurumon dog style? Or good old fashioned Gabumon sex?â
âWhy not a three meal course? But you got to start as Gabumon, you know, I also need to digievolve my asshole.â
They all laughed.
âAnd after you two had a good rest, and fuck my brains out, do you two plan on continuing your path of exploration?â
âWe have to keep scouting new territories, but this time, Veemon and I together will choose whereâ, Gabumon replied giving Veemon a kiss.
âYou two are so cute together!â
The three spent good quality time together at the onsen, and headed back to their accommodation, a nice cabin where they could stay for as long as they wish.
~ The End
Notes from Nuki
The route is now marked, and the two villages can travel assured that no danger will cross their path. The work that Gabumon does, now together with Veemon bring communities together. They will continue to scout new territories, and when facing danger, they can now digievolve to protect each other.
Daniel was arrested, again, this time without probation. Unfortunately, itâs not a crime in the human world to kill a digimon, but Roger and his friends around the globe, former DATS agents and volunteers alike will keep a watch on the digital world, more than ever, as the real world get more and more connected.
Roger and Gabumon did fuck by the way, but that is another story, in which we can skip to the best bits, shouldnât we?
â Nuki