Biggest Sin
Digimon lemon by MISTER BIG T

Prologue:

Few weeks after meeting Gatomon, Veedramon resumed his works. With her help, he was able to take lots of stress off his shoulders. But then one day changed his life forever.

 

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Veedramon received a call that two humans were near their shelter and he went to investigate the matter at hand. However as he came to the place, he saw that group of humans had surrounded him.

 

"This was a trap!" he cursed to himself, while positioning his rifle at the humans.

 

Just then he looked around his surroundings and noticed that there were eight humans and he realized that he only had two bullets, because he had not expected so big force. Reloading would take too long. Giving a shrug, he dropped the rifle and took a knife from his belt.

 

Veedramon ran towards the first human and punched the knife straight into the soft belly of the human, twisting it inside the body and raising the entire body to sky with his sheer power. Then he took hold on both the legs and the head of the human and ripped the human in half. Blood rained across Veedramon’s body and he gazed towards the other humans who were not intimidated by this sight. In fact none of them even blinked.

 

Veedramon ran towards another human and he slashed with his knife, making the foot of the human fly and roll clean off across the dirt. But just then there came a bright cracking sound as the weak knife broke from all the stress. The second Veedramon left himself unguarded was enough for the human to thrust his hand up to Veedramon's face, making the Digimon fall to ground from the human’s weight. Painfully opening his eyes, Veedramon saw the human bent over him, drooling with his mouth open and his dirty yellow teeth showing.

 

Quickly reaching to his side, Veedramon took hold of several spikes in his vest and threw them, making few spikes go through the human's throat, killing him instantly. Veedramon gave a grin as he kicked the corpse away from him.

 

Little did he know that every move he made was being observed. A cloaked figure was looking at the young fighter while supporting himself against a cane. He counted every move Veedramon made; he made a note of every mistake he made and how he survived each obstacle put before him.

 

Veedramon ran at one human and pushed the broken dagger through the human's head, then slamming hard at the handle end of the knife with his hand, making it go all the way into the human's brain. Looking to his right, he noticed a broken street sign that had fallen on its side during the fight. Raising it up, he slammed it into the human’s stomach and flipped his now dead body towards the other humans with the sign. One of the four remaining ones got hit and was left under the dead carcass as he was crushed underneath the weight.

 

Swinging his new fond weapon towards the remaining humans, he made one of the humans head tilt in a sickly looking way as her neck was broken from two parts making the head snap like a jackknife. Her body twitched and danced for few seconds like a marionette on crack before finally falling to ground. But the fight was far from over because one of the humans leaped at him, only to get pierced by the street sign’s rear end. But this was far enough time for the other human to leap and bite at Veedramon's neck causing him to cry in pure agony.

 

Veedramon was able to gain some distance by shoving his hands towards the human but he noticed something. His suit had been broken partially so the playtime was over for him. If he’d not work fast then he’d die.

 

"I wasn't going to do this but you leave me no choice…" he thought, while he jumped towards his bulky gun, positioning it and shooting a bullet into the chest of the human, taking a chunk off it, as Veedramon ran towards the victim and thrust the rear of the rifle into the human's throat. The neck twisted and blood shot from his mouth as he died.

 

Then he aimed it towards the final human under the corpse and shot the final last bullet through the human's skull making the entire head explode from the bullet’s force. The cloaked figure gave a silent nod and walked away from the battlefield. But as Veedramon hurried back to the shelter to get possible treatments, he pondered things in his mind. Why was the number of humans false? Did someone want him to die? And if someone did, then why?

 

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Veedramon took an injection and went to shower his suit and himself. The soft steams created from the faucet cleaned him almost like real water would. He rubbed himself throughout his body, as he made sure to leave not even a single part of his body unclean. Suddenly he gave a groan and moved his shoulder a little as he saw the bloody bit mark.

 

"Shit. It opened again," he thought as he shut the shower down and began to dress for getting some medical treatment.

 

Veedramon knocked on the door leading to the hospital section and waited for the doctor to open the door, so he could tell her about his wound. Just then the door opened and Renamon came to sight.

 

"Yes? May I help you?" she asked as she eyed Veedramon up and down.

"Dr. Renamon, I'm injured. Normal first aid did not help either, “he said as he pointed at his still open wound.

"Wow you were lucky that you were wearing a protection suit!!  If you hadn't worn it then you would have probably died if it were already that deep... Here come inside there's someone who wanted to meet you anyway," she said as she stepped away from the door.

 

As Veedramon entered further into the room he saw who this "someone" was. It was a Patamon.

 

"Oh hey! You must be Major Veedramon, I'm one of your new troops," Patamon said as he extended his paw.

Veedramon looked at the extended paw before finally asking, "How old are you?" before finally shaking hands with the other male Digimon.

"Sixteen, sir," Patamon replied.

Why are you still a Patamon then? Were you born under the sun?" Veedramon asked seemingly worried.

Patamon flushed a little and replied "I was born in a poor family… So in other words… Yes."

Veedramon nod his head "Well I enjoy our talk, I really do. I'd want to talk more to you later on about what sun has done to you…” he spoke when suddenly he got an idea. “Actually soldier would you like some Beer alternative later? We could discuss more at a pub. But now I must get ready for my treatment," Veedramon spoke with the pain suddenly reminding why he was here in the first place.

"I understand. And yes, I'd love to drink with you major, it’d be a great honor," Patamon replied before bowing and leaving the room.

 

As Patamon was walking away he stumbled against Gatomon making them both fall to ground.

 

"Ouch watch where you're going miss!" Patamon groaned as he held his nose.

"Sorry I…. Wait, Patamon?" Gatomon asked as she got up to her feet.

"You know him?" Veedramon asked as he turned his head towards the direction of the two.

Gatomon helped Patamon to his feet as she at the same time explained "Yeah, me and him had some survival training together. But he decided to become a soldier, instead of a mechanic which we originally had planned."

"Stop it Gatomon! You know why I became a soldier! You know why I didn't do what we originally intended! You know exactly damn well, don't try and pretend like nothing had ever happened," Patamon shouted as he stormed off from the room and slammed the door shut.

"Old friend?" Veedramon jokingly asked.

 

But then he noticed that Gatomon was nearly on verge of tears and realized there was something seriously wrong. Something he didn’t want to get involved with. 

 

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Taken from Patamon's voice recorded journal:

 

"Me and Gatomon were going for a party tonight. But then it had gotten dark first time in ages…. She had gotten too frightened to leave but I guess I can't blame her…. After all, anyone would be mentally scarred permanently after being raped as a kid… I wonder what that does to a Digimon?"

 

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Patamon lifted a mug off the table and drank another shot of beer as Veedramon did the same. They were at a pub drinking some beers together.

 

"I guess I was being too rude to her," Patamon said as he emptied another one.

"If you want to talk about it, I guess now is the best time," Veedramon told him while offering another can to Patamon.

Patamon tried to smile and replied "No thanks. I need to think about this myself. It's very personal, you know."

“Sure. I understand," Veedramon answered before drinking the final drops of his beer.

 

As the beers went on and on however, Patamon became more talkative.

 

"See me and her used to be together… Boyfriend, girlfriend, yadda yadda yaaaa…. All that, you know?" Patamon explained as he waved his hands while he was talking.

"Yeah, I know," Veedramon replied as he drank his shot.

Patamon looked down and was silent for a long time before he was able to speak "But then one day this drunken MetalGreymon came out of nowhere and pulled her into bushes. As I was about to go and help, his friend took hold of me from under my armpits. I could feel Saberdramon’s alcohol smelling breath as she held me close to her..."

"So that's why she hates beer?" Veedramon thought to himself.

"She held my head up and forced me to watch as the other drunk ripped the clothes off Gatomon. How his long tongue danced across her silky white fur… It was such a horrid yet an erotic sight. I heard how the Saberdramon behind me began to breath harder and how she licked my ear. I felt how she rubbed my chest and moved her hands lower, massaging my crotch against my will. I tried to struggle but she was way too strong. She forced me to watch how he raped her. Then he came to replace her and made sure I saw how the woman went and sodomized my little Gatomon with her fingers and tongue… That drunken MetalGreymon… He laughed into my ear. He did not rub me to pleasure me; he beat me if I did not watch. He smelled more like alcohol than the girl did… I… I was afraid that he might rape me too… Just like my Gatomon…" Patamon whimpered as he tried hard to hide the fear and disgust in his words, before he was able to continue "After they had finally left… As I took hold of her trembling body… The light in her eyes… It was not gone, yet it was changed… I did not know to what but… It troubled me…" Patamon finally blurted out.

 

Veedramon was silent. He then finished drinking his beer.

 

"Hey you know what? I don't know what happened to you two after that which makes you hate her so much but you don't have to tell me. But you know what? I think I have an idea which makes you to get 'revenge' or whatever you want from her," Veedramon said as he gave a grin.

"What? What is it?" Patamon asked.

Epilogue:

"A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain.”-William Shakespeare

To be continued…