This writing by Red Rover contains adult situations involving characters from the TV show Digimon.  Do not proceed if you are under eighteen or this material is illegal in your jurisdiction.

 

The continuation of my on-going epic lemon.  It takes place during season 2, after my END GAME epic lemon and before the Chimeramon saga.

 

 

END GAME:

DESTINY’S END

 

Chapter 68

 

Life Blood

 

          Sora, Yolei, Biyomon, and Hawkmon were left in the prisoner holding area, looking for Michael and any other prisoners. “How are you holding up?” Sora asked her small pink friend.

          Biyomon ran her good right wing over her sore wing. “It’s okay. Still a little sore.” Biyomon was walking on the ground. Flying still hurt, but she had more or less healed from the gunshot wound. “I still can’t believe Palmon shot me…”

          Hawkmon flew over Biyomon. “I cannot believe it as well.”

          Yolei shook her head. “Me neither. Palmon! She was one of the sweetest digimon I ever met.”

          “And look at the change! Poison Ivy!” Green vines shot out from down the hall. Hawkmon was smacked from the air by the whipping tendrils.  Another set of green vines wrapped around Biyomon’s legs, and yanked her off her feet. Biyomon landed with a grunt of pain, as Hawkmon landed on her.

          Sora and Yolei watched as the vines retracted into Palmon’s hands as she walked out into the light. “You!”

          “My ears were burning.” Palmon rubbed the sides of her head. “Or they would if I had ears. I was looking for Beta, and lookie who I stumble across.” Palmon looked at Hawkmon and Biyomon sprawled on the ground.  “Birds of a feather and all that.”

          Biyomon jumped into the air. Her wing still smarted, but the burning rage fueled her rage toward her former friend. “Sprial Twister!”

          Palmon jumped back as the green energy scorched the ground.  “Someone woke up on the wrong side of her nest.”

          “I’ll gouge your eyes out!” Biyomon screeched. Hawkmon could not belive the rage from Biyomon.

          “Still angry about Gomamon?!” Palmon took off down the hall.  “Then come and get me then!”

          “Gladly!” Biyomon screamed as she took off, driven by the black spires mind warping capabilities.

          “Biyomon get back!” Sora called after the dissappearing digimon.  “It’s a trick!”

          Biyomon was well beyond logic as she flew down the halls. “Come out and fight!”

          “Biyomon!” Biyomon truned around into Hawkmon’s gaze. “We must get out of here. Palmon is obviously trying to separate us from our digidestined!”

          “And succedding quite well! Poison Ivy!” Green vines struck out from the side hall, wrapping around Hawkmon’s and Biyomon’s feet, and yanked them into the next room. Both birds where thrown roughly against the wall.  They slid as Palmon watched, chuckling. "I was looking for Beta, and look who I stumbled into. Myotismon is fine by the way, I know you were worried about him. He’s just getting his strength back, with a little help from Michael."

“What happened with Michael?!” Hawkmon stood up, only to be caught under the beak with a vine. His head snapped back, and connected with the wall.

“A bird in the hand….” Palmon’s vines strung out again. “Is worth two chained to the wall!”

          Hawkmon didn’t have time to react as he was thrown roughly up against the wall, his head slamming hard against the rockhard surface. His thoughts swam as two chains were slapped on his wings. “Release me!” He choked.

          “Oh, yeah right.” Palmon laughed as she turned her attention to Biyomon. “And now for…”

          “Spiral Twister!” Green energy spewed from Biyomon’s wings as she flew in the corner of the cell.

          “Whoaaa!” Palmon hit the ground rolling, Biyomon leaving a blackened trail. “Not bad!” Palmon jumped up and held out her hands.  “Poison…”

          “SCREEECH!” Biyomon aimed her shoulder into Palmon’s chest as she dived down. Palmon went down, Biyomon on top of her.

          Palmon grabbed Biyomon’s wings as the two rolled around on the floor grappling. “Not even a single 'let’s be friends' speech?” Palmon rolled on top. “I missed those.” Palmon chuckled. “Always good for a laugh.”

          “Bitch!” Biyomon brought her head up, heat butting Palmon in the face. Palmon’s head snapped back.

          “OW!” Palmon fell backwards. “That hurt!”

          Biyomon jumped on top of Palmon. “Come on Biyomon!” Hawkmon cheered, still trying to get his chains off.

          “Quiet in the peanut gallery!” Palmon shouted. “Now come on Biyomon, there are much more productive ways of settling our differences.”

          “By ripping what passes for your heart out?!” Biyomon’s tried to grab Palmon’s neck.

          “I was thinking more along the lines of this.” Palmon’s vines strung out Biyomon’s wings, restricting her movement. The vines began snaking around Biyomon’s body. Biyomon still struggled, but her movments became increasingly less violent.

          “Biyomon!” Hawkmon shouted. “What’s she doing?!”

          “Oohh…” Biyomon groaned as her anger subsided. Palmon wasn’t squeezing hard, but massaging every area on her small body at once.

          “I just realized something.” Palmon smiled as her vines ran across Biyomon’s feathery body. “I’ve done it with every single orginal choosen digimon except for you two.” Palmon looked up at Hawkmon. “Don’t feel too left out, I was getting around to everybody.”

          “You are the most vile creature I’ve ever had the misfortune of meeting!” Hawkmon retorted.

          THWAP! A lone vine suddenly shot out with rapid speed.  Hawkmon’s head snapped to the side, his cheek stinging. “What part of quiet did you not understand?” Another more passionte moan from Biyomon as a vine traced between her legs. “Oh, you can feel free to make noise.”

          “Oh I will…” Biyomon groaned as Palmon began working one of the vines in her cunt. Biyomon gasped as it moved deeper and deeper insider her, further than Gomamon ever could go.

          “You like that?” Palmon buried her face in Biyomon’s chest, searching for her tiny breasts in the pink plummage. Palmon found the nipples after some searching, and began sucking on them, turning them rock hard.

          “Coo….Yeah…” Biyomon began rubbing her wings over Palmon’s feathered head.

          “Biyomon, you can’t be enjoying this!” Hawkmon shouted again, trying not to believe how quickly her rage turned to lust.

          “Oh, but I am!” Biyomon arched her head back as her orgasm neared.

          Palmon increased the tempo on her vines, moving a second in to Biyomon’s pussy, and another one in Biyomon’s ass. "How can she not enjoy being with the sex goddess of the Coucnil of Five?" Palmon removed her face from Biyomon’s saliva ridden chest. “Besides, it looks like you’re enjoying it as well.”

          “What are…” Hawkmon looked down, and blushed. The head of his prick was sticking out of his feathers. He realized watching Biyomon and Palmon going at it was an incredible turn on.

Biyomon was in a world of pleasure now. Palmon was moving two vines in and out of her cunt, another in her tight ass. Another vine rubbed Biyomon’s clit as the two other vines fucked her twat rapidly. Palmon was sucking one of her nipples, and rubbing the other with yet another vine. Her two final vines finally rammed into Biyomon’s beak, which she instictevly sucked like they were dual penisis in her. Every errogenous zone was being arroused at once. Biyomon almost passed out as she came, her scream muffled by the vines still in her mouth. Palmon unmerciffully contiued fucking Biyomon with her vines as she orgasmed, bringing her to new heights. Finally as Biyomon slowly stopped panting, she retracted her vines.  “So….” Palmon coyly asked as Biyomon lay on top of her.

“That was great!” Biyomon announced. “Who knew lesbians had so much fun?!”

          “It is not enough to fight us, you have to take advantage of us as well?” Hawkmon was trying to shift his legs, to cover the red prick jetting out of his feathers.

          “Oh, but you enjoyed that, didn’t you Biyomon?” Palmon licked the side of Biyomon’s face.

          “Oh yeah…” Biyomon turned to the side and embraced Palmon in a deep passinate kiss, tasting a faint hit of mint in her saliva.

          “Biyomon, please, snap out of it! She’s a Council Member! She shot you in the wing!” Hawkmon tried to snap Biyomon out of her black spire trance.

          “Oh, and I am sorry about that.” Palmon broke the kiss and licked downwards, running her tongue over Biyomon’s injured wing. Biyomon had already almost healed, but she did enjoy the wet tongue rubbing her.

          “Biyomon!” Hawkmon shouted again.

          “Oh, look.” Palmon stopped licking, a thin stran of saliva running from her lips to Biyomon’s wing. “The other bird is feeling left out. He wants to play too.”

          “Just leave me out of your sick demented games!” Hawkmon struggled again, but the chains held fast.

          Palmon stood up, and walked over, and looked between Hawkmon’s legs. Hawkmon looked down, seeing his red bird prick sticking out of his brown feathers. Hawkmon tried covering his digihood again but Palmon laughed. “It’s amazing when your mind says one thing…” Palmon grabbed Hawkmon’s legs and pulled them wide. “And your body says another.”

          “He is good.” Biyomon smiled as she walked next to Palmon.  Hawkmon tried to close his legs, but Palmon held fast. Biyomon carressed his dick with her wing, tickling him slightly. “I shouldn’t stay hooked up with one single mon. It gets monotonous.”

          “Oh, don’t sell Gomamon short.” Palmon chuckled. “He is talented at what he does. And for raw enthuisam, he can’t be beat.”

          “Biyomon, you love Gomamon! Don’t do something you will regret!”  Hawkmon was feeling very uncomfortable as Biyomon carresed his dick.  Even more so because he was enjoying it.

          “Boy, you are such a wet blanket!” Biyomon groaned. “Let’s just enjoy ourselves!”

          “That’s the spirit!” Palmon smiled. “You want the first ride?”

          “Sure!” Biyomon flapped up, so she was at Hawkmon’s eye level.  She than spread her legs wide. Hawkmon couldn’t help but stare at her damp cunt, dripping from her lesbain lust earlier. He felt a twinge of exicitement shooting through him, as well as anticpation. He also felt guilty, since Biyomon wasn’t in her right state of mine. Palmon, however, was and she was enjoying every second of this.

          “And her comes the bird, ready for a landing…” Palmon was postioning hawkmon’s cock at Biyomon’s cunt. Biyomon slowly slid down, effortlessly.

          “Cooo….” Biyomon completely impaled her self on Hawkmon’s warm rod. She placed her wings on Hawkmon’s shoulders.

          “I know.” Palmon smiled as Biyomon started humping. “A litle lesbo action is good, but it doesn’t compare to having a warm cock inside you.”

          “Oh yeah.” Biyomon moaned. She opened her eyes, and saw Hawkmon with an odd look on his face. “Come on now, try to enjoy it!  Coooo…” Biyomon squeezed her hips tightly, and got a groan from Hawkmon. “That’s better!” Biyomon began licking Hawkmon’s face.  Hawkmon had his head turned as Biyomon covered his face with saliva.

          “Still doesn’t seem like he’s enjoying it enough.” Palmon smiled as she bent down uner the two. Hawkmon couldn’t figure out what she was doing, until he felt her long tongue licking the base of his cock.

          “Oh Palmon!” Biyomon screamed as the bird digimon felt her slit licked as well. “Lick me!”

          “You both are so tasty!” Palmon grugled as she licked the two bird’s privates, alternating between Biyomon’s clit and the base of Hawkmon’s shaft.

          Hawkmon was keeping his beak clenched tight, trying not enjoy this.  Biyomon stopped licking his face as she came a second time. “Come on Hawkmon! Don’t be such a stuck up! Cum for me! CUM!”

          “Please, BiyoMON!” Hawkmon couldn’t hold out any longer, shooting out his bird cum into Biyomon’s climaxing wet pussy. Palmon licking intesified as the the two birds came.

          “Much better.” Biyomon slid off Hawkmon’s prick, gently floating to the ground, her legs spread wide open.

          “Oh, but you’re such a mess!” Palmon knelt down between Biyomon’s legs. “Such a waste of cum!  You don’t mind…”

          “Please, don’t keep me waiting!” Biyomon begged. Palmon smiled and dove in, licking Biyomon’s feathery cunt. She started around the edges, then moved in ever tighting circles, until she plunged her long plant tongue deep into Biyomon’s pussy..

          “Mmm…my favourite.” Palmon announced as she finished. She stood up as Biyomon cooed softly. Palmon rubbed her exsposed slit slightly. “But I haven’t had a turn yet.” Palmon helped Biyomon up, her feathered cunt now very exsposed from saliva and cum. Palmon licked the side of Biyomon’s face, causing the pink bird to shiver. “How about being a dear and getting him ready for me?”

          “Anything.” Biyomon smiled as she walked over to Hawkmon.  Biyomon smiled shortly before she started licking Hawkmon’s already exsposed dick. Hawkmon had come to realize that trying to plead with Biyomon was useless. The spires had completly taken over, making her succumb to her most primal instincts. Biyomon ran her slender bird tongue over Hawkmon’s cock. “Mmm... I love the way you taste.” Hawkmon let out little squeaks of pleasure, despite himself. It wasn’t long before Hawkmon was sporting a fully erect penis. Biyomon gave Hawkmon a few more licks, before turning to Palmon. “He’s all ready for you.”

          Palmon walked over to Biyomon, and gave her a passionate kiss. “My way of saying thank you.” Palmon broke the kiss and walked to the foot of Hawkmon. Hawkmon scowled at her, tempted to spit in her face, but figured she’d only like it. Palmon’s vines wrapped around his neck as she lifted herself on.

          “Let me help.” Biyomon held Hawkmon’s cock in her feathery grasp.   Biyomon effortlessly guided Hawkmon into Palmon’s wet cunt.

          “Mmm thanks Biyomon…”  Palmon panted as she began humping, keeping her vines wrapped around Hawkmon’s neck. Hawkmon turned away as best he could trying not to make any sounds, but still let out little groans of pleasure.

          Suddenly, Palmon squeezed hard around Hawkmon’s neck. “Awk!”  Hawkmon gasped as he lost all his air.

          “Listen, I want to enjoy this!” Palmon announced as she humped.  “So you’re going to talk dirty to me!” Palmon squeezed again with her vines, causing Hawkmon more discomfort. “Or else!”

          “You’re going… to kill us…. anyway.” Hawkmon panted, having trouble talking with the vines squeezing around his neck. “I am…not….going…to play…your…demented game.”

          “But you have to hold out.” Palmon smiled. “Maybe your digidestined wil find you in time. But if you’re not here to protect them….” Palmon placed a quick kiss on Hawkmon’s beak. “I might just have some fun with them. I haven’t done it with a human girl for the longest time.”

          Hawkmon fought the anger down to keep the spires from taking him.  “You bitch.”

          “Much better.” Palmon squeezed her hips and started fucking Hawkmon faster. “Now fuck me! Fill me up!”

          “Slut!” Hawkmon retorted. “Whore!  Harlot!” Hawkmon gasped at the insults as the vines around his neck slackened. Calling Palmon names did help, even though she wanted it.

          “Yes! Yes!” Palmon felt Biyomon licking her green ass, sucking on her green tail, increasing her pleasure even more so.

          "You fucking, twisted, demented, sex craved, nymphomaniac, morally corrupt witch!” Hawkmon could not believe the language sailing from his mouth. He realized that he was about to shoot off a second load, but there was nothing he could do to keep it back..

          “I am…I am…” Palmon panted as she fucked harder. “I am going to…CUM!” Palmon came with a squeal, coating hawkmon with her juices.  Hawkmon flung his head back, actually hitting the back of the wall and giving himself another slight bump. But the slight pain was deminished by the second wave of hormones whooshing thorugh out him as he filled Palmon up with his bird seed. Palmon slid down, her cunt dripping wet as she fell to the cell ground. “Oh, birds are so good.” Palmon sat up on the ground. “I really should think about keeping a flock or two around. The feathers alone get me wet.” Palmon stood completely up, feeling a drop of cum run down her left leg. 

Palmon stood back up at the panting Hawkmon and grabbed his dick, painfully hard. “Awk!” Hawkmon screamed at the sudden pain. 

          “How about cleaning him up?” Palmon motioned to Hawkmon’s cum covered prick. “I know how you like it.”

          “Mmmm…” Biyomon jumped at the oppurtunity as Palmon stood back. Hawkmon watched as Biyomon eagerly sucked his dick. He mouthed a little gasp of pleasure. Biyomon smiled as she took the penis out of her mouth. “MMMmmm! Your cum tastes like mint! IT makes Hawkmon’s prick extra tasty!” Biyomon went back to work, licking every drop of Palmon’s and Hawkmon’s cum.

          “I knew you’d like it.” Palmon rubbed Biyomon’s shoulders.

          Biyomon contiued licking Hawkmon’s limp cock, now dry from two orgasms. Hawkmon was panting now, utterly exhasted. Palmon smiled as as she rubbed Biyomon’s shoulders. Biyomon contiued sucking Hawkmon’s drained limp cock. Palmon’s vines extentded, wapping around Biyomon’s neck. “Biyomon stop!” Hawkmon shouted. Biyomon took no notice, trying to get a third erection. But she noticed when Palmon started squeezing.  Biyomon gasped, and wrapped her wings around her neck in a vain attempt to remove the squeezing serpent depriving her of air. She didn’t succeed, and fell to her kness, unconsious from the lack of air.

          “Stop it!” Hawkmon struggled agaisnt his bounds. “Don’t harm her!”

          Palmon retracted her vines. “Like you could stop me.” Palmon walked up to Hawkmon. “You should be worried about your own feathers.” She slowly traced a green finger under his beak.

          “What do you have planned now, you harpe?” Hawkmon demanded.

          “I should kill you, as per Izzy’s instructions.” Palmon smirked. “But I see no need. You won’t leave here without Michael, and that means…”  Palmon walked to the door. “You won’t leave here alive. Give my best to Beta.” Palmon turned her head and blew Hawkmon a quick kiss. Hawkmon snarled, but Palmon merely laughed before she took off down the halls.

          Hawkmon tried to get the chains off, but still to no avial. “Accursed bounds.” Hawkmon tried to pull his wing free, rubbing the skin red and losing a few feathers in the process.

          “Hawkmon!” Yolei ran into the room several minutes later.

          “Yolei!” Hawkmon smiled as Yolei went to his chains. 

“I was so worried….” Yolei began fumbling with the lock. “What happened to Palmon?”

“She left us…” The chains came off Hawkmon, and he fell to the ground. His wings were sore from trying to escape. “Myotismon is in the building, we have to get Michael and leave this place!”

Sora picked up Biyomon, who was just beginning to stir. “Sora…”  Biyomon slowly opened her eyes.

“Be still..” Sora  hugged Biyomon gently. “You’re going to be all right.” Sora carried Biyomon out of the cell.

Hawkmon and Yolei followed Sora. “We must hurry!” Hawkmon flew down the hall beside Yolei. “Myotismon is injured, but he is still formidible!”

“We’ll get Michael and…” Yolei stopped when she heard something.

Sora heard it to. “What was that?” Sora looked around.

Biyomon flew out of sora’s grip. She looked at Hawkmon, and blushed, but there was time to worry about that later. She had greater problems. “It may be Myotismon, get ready.”

“It came from that cell.” Yolei whispered, pointing to a cell at the end of the hall. Yolei carefully opened the cell door, Hawkmon and Biyomon getting ready for an attack. The door swung open with a rusty creak.  “Michael!” Yolei smiled as she all but ran into the cell. The young blond was sitting up in his cot. “We’ve been looking for you! I’ve  been worried!”

          “Something’s wrong Yolei…” Hawkmon looked around, something was amiss. There was an odd scent here…

          “Come on!” Yolei grabbed Michael’s hand. Michael fell over on his side, his eyes open wide and unblinking. Yolei’s own eyes opened wide as she saw two horrible puncture wounds in his neck. 

          “Oh my god…” Biyomon whispered as she realized what had happened.

          “Michael!” Yolei got on the cot with Michael’s body. “Wake up!  Michael! MICHAEL!”

          “Yolei….” Hawkmon placed a wing on her shoulder. The smell was that of blood. “I’m sorry, but…”

          “WAKE UP!” Yolei shook Michael’s body, crying, the horrible truth still not dawning on her.

          “Yolei please!” Hawkmon pleaded. “We’ve got to get out of here!  Myotismon must be near by!”

          “Hawkmon’s right.” Biyomon landed on Yolei’s other side. “That creature that…killed Michael…” Biyomon could barely say killed. Michael was a good friend of hers as well from the underground. Seeing him like this tore her up more than she could admit. “Might still be around.”

          Yolei now took a good look at Michael. His body was cold, and quite stiff. Micheal’s eyes were wide open, but the pupils were cloudy. Yolei lightly brushed her fingertips over the eyelids, closing them before she gently placed Michael’s body back down. She forced herself to regain her composure. “You..you’re right. Let’s leave.” Yolei wiped her eyes.  “There’s nothing else for us here.”

          “It’s okay.” Hawkmon consouled.

          “It’ll never be okay.” Yolei turned around, and screamed.

          Myotismon was in front of them, holding Sora. One hand was clamped tightly around her mouth, preventing a single sound from escaping her lips. The other hand was wrapped around her waist and arms.  Myotismon’s massive strength kept her from struggling. She was being held off the ground as Myotismon’s teeth where clamped into Sora’s neck, drawing the blood from her veins.

          “SORA!” Biyomon screamed.

          Myotismon released his grip on the young girl. Sora fell to the ground like dead weight. “Much better.” Myotismon smiled, a drop of blood dripping down his chin. “I always preferred girls to boys. Much more succelent. I thank you for bringing them to me.”

          “Biyomon digivolve to….BIRDRAMON!” The walls exploded outward as Myotismon and Birdramon flew outside. Birdramon didn’t hesistate for a second as she was eneveloped in flame. “Birdramon digivolve to…GARUDOMON!” The massive bird warrior filled the skies. “YOU MURDEROUS VAMPIRE!” Izzy’s dark spires were more than welcomed, hightening her wrath even more.

          “An accurate description if I ever heard one!” Myotismon flew in front of the gigantic bird. “Let’s keep the streak alive! Or dead!” Myotismon shouted as he attacked.

 

 

          “Come on Sora!” Yolei had Sora spread out. She took off her bandana and wrapped it on Sora’s neck, although there was no blood.  Myotismon had removed most of it. “Don’t die on me! Not you too!” Sora opened her mouth, and a straggled gasp escaped her lips. Yolei waited for the next breath, but it never came. “SORA!”

          The whole building shook as Garudomon was knocked into a building.  Hawkmon fell to his wings and knees. “I’m sorry Sora, Garudomon needs me.” Yolei was crumpled on Sora’c chest, she could no longer function.  Hawkmon wanted to comfort her, but there wasn’t time. Hawkmon jumped out of the hole the pair had made. “Hawkmon digivolve to… AQUILAMON!”

          Aquilamon burst out of the building. Myotismon and Garudomon where battling up in the skies. “Crimson lighting!” Myotismon’s red bands came across the enraged Garudomon. While a battle with a single ultimate would have normally been over quickly, Myotismon was still injured. The gashes on his neck and torso burned with every movement, even as the stolen blood knitted his wounds.

          “Blast Rings!” A series of sonic rings collided with Myotismon’s back, coming from Aquilamon’s beak. Myotismon fell forward, hurt. His wounds threatened to tear open again.

          “Blasted birds!” Myotismon grolwed.

          “Wing Blaze!” Myotismon turned just in time as a blade of pure fire came flying towards him. 

Myotismon flew straight up, but the flames still licked at him, singeing his face and clothes. The Wing Blaze contiued undaunted, searing into the forest, and starting an inferno. “Curses…” Myotismon came to a starling conclusion. He was outmatched, until his wounds fully healed. The powers of Aquilamon and Garudomon exceeded his own, and escape was impossible. But Myotismon's strength was never just in his power, but in his cunning. If he failed, he would probably die. So he wouldn’t fail. “Grizzly Wing!” Drawing onto the last of his reserves he summoned legions of bats.  His mindless minions swirrled around him, clouding the skies.

“You homicidal LUNATIC!” Aquilamon growled as he searched for Myotismon in the sea of screeching bats.

Myotismon flew in front of Aquilamon out of the dark cloud. A score of bats flew behind him, blacking the sky around him. “And your female companion will be next! I will enjoy drinking her dry!”

Aquilamon’s eyes burned. "Over my dead body" The horns on his head tripled in length. They turned red and he dived forward. “BLAST HORNS!”

Myotismon had an odd smile on his face as the horns jetted towards his chest. At the last second, he dodged left. Aquilamon still managed to catch his cape, ripping a long gash,  but he continued through the bats, and came to a sudden stop. The bats slowly dissappated. Myotismon smiled.  “That was the plan.”

“No…” Aquilamon pulled his head back, his horns coming out of Garudomon’s chest. Garudomon gasped, before breaking up in a storm of molecules. “NOOOO!!! GARUDOMON!”

“Crimson Lightening!” A band of lightening slashed across Aquilamon’s back. Aquilmon fell from the skies, and smashed into the rooftops. Myotismon laughed softly as he landed on the roof, watching Aquilamon dedigivolve to Hawkmon. “Foolish Birds…you and your human friends.” Myotismon was barley able to stand, the battle had all but drained him.

Hawkmon was yanked off the ground.   “You…heartless…creature…”

“Heartless am I?” Myotismon squeezed Hawkmon tighter. “Then I’ll just borrow yours.”

Hawkmon felt a sudden sensation as a powerful fist rammed through his feathered chest. Not as much as pain, but the sudden feeling of emptiness. “Yolei…” He choked out, before he too broke up, his atoms joining Garudomon’s in the skies.

“Ah yes.” Myotismon chuckled as he watched Hawkmon’s form dissappate. “The girl. Musent forget about her.”

 

 

Yolei had succumbed completly as she cradled Sora’s body. The entire situation finally caught up with her. The deathes, devastation, betrayal…it was all to much. “I can’t take it any more! Everything’s wrong!  I just want it to stop…”

“I can help you…” A dark voice replied. Yolei looked up through tear stained eyes. Myotismon lorded over her. His face was scorched and burned, his clothes bloody and tattered. All this only served to make him more meancing. “I will end your pain, your torment, your suffering.” Yolei quivered as Myotismon moved forward, opening his mouth and baring his fangs. “For all those end; in death.”

 

 

 

That was the next chapter of DESTINY’S END.  If you have any ideas for the plot, predictions on what will happen, request for a lemon, writing tips, spot any mistakes, etc, post at this site or e-mail me at mrredrover@hotmail.com

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