This lemon 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. This chapter is a prologue to Destiny's End.

END GAME:
DESTINY'S END

CHILD OF SHADOWS MINI SERIES PART 3

Chapter 53

Recruitment


4 years ago…

Myotsimon walked back through the portal. Metalseadramon, Machinedramon, and Puppetmon where there as per Myotismon's request. "Welcome back Myotismon, it's been years." Metalseadramon said.
"Did all go according to plan?" Machinedramon got straight down to business.
"Everything happened as the Dark Masters wished." Myotismon answered.
"So who's the kid?" Puppetmon walked forward and looked at Izzy, who was tied with chains and looking very scared.
"A fool who tried to defy us." Myotismon laughed. "I thought he would make an excellent playmate for you Puppetmon. He deserves no less."
"Oh boy!" Puppetmon clapped. The marionette grabbed Izzy's chains. "We're going to have some fun, aren't we?" Izzy looked too terrified to speak.
"I'm sure you will." Myotismon turned to the two gargantuan Mega digimon as Puppetmon began dragging Izzy towards the forest. "Metalseadramon, would you guard the portal from any humans while I give Machinedramon my full report?"
"You need a Mega digimon for that task?" Metalseadramon growled.
"No, but I thought you might like human as a change of diet." Myotismon laughed.
"You're right, I get tired of seafood." Metalseadramon laughed as well.


Puppetmon threw Izzy to the ground and broke his chains with his mallet. "Now we're going to play a game!" Puppetmon loved the torment he but his friend through.
"What-what sort of game?" Izzy was on his knees, rubbing his wrists.
"It's called seek and destroy." Puppetmon smiled.
"How do you play?" Izzy stuttered.
"Simple, one of us gets to chase the other through the forest, until he is destroyed by the other." Puppetmon tapped his mallet in his hand, waiting for this child to run in terror.
Izzy got up, and smiled at Puppetmon. Puppetmon was speechless as Izzy spoke. "Sounds like fun." In the span of a heartbeat, Izzy's eyes turned red. "But I go first." Izzy threw out his hands, hitting Puppetmon in the chest with a blast of black energy. Puppetmon was sent flying back, shearing a few trees from their trunks.
Puppetmon rolled on the ground, his mallet out of his grasp. He reached for it, but Izzy picked it up first, snapping it with hands as if it was a brittle twig. "For someone who likes to play this game," Izzy said as he dropped the broken pieces of the hammer, "You sure are bad at it."
Puppetmon stood up unsteadily. Izzy's blast had hurt him more than he cared to admit. He grabbed the wooden X from behind his back. "No fair! Foul, Foul!" Puppetmon hurled the X at Izzy.
Izzy caught the wooden projectile, and broke it as well. "Since when do you like playing fair?" Puppetmon's lower lip trembled as Izzy dropped the shards of wood to the ground.
Puppetmon was sweating sap as he held out his hand, attaching his strings on to Izzy's aura. "You never told me you had powers!"
Izzy merely grabbed the strings and pulled Puppetmon hard. Puppetmon went flying towards Izzy as he grabbed the Mega digimon by the neck. "You never asked." Izzy snapped Puppetmon's wooden neck, holding the head in his hand as he dropped the body. "Alas poor Puppetmon, I knew him well." Izzy remarked as the head broke up into atoms, along with the body. Izzy looked around, half expecting the forest to tear itself apart, but it never happened. Izzy guessed the Dark Masters never had a reason to reformat the digital world. Since the digidestined never showed, there was no need to rewrite the landscape to make it easier to conquer.
Izzy grabbed his shirt, ripping a long gash into it. He grabbed a fist full of dirt, and rubbed in over his face and hair. Part one of his plan went perfectly. The Dark Masters were split up now. Izzy knew he wasn't as powerful as the combined might of four mega digimon, but he could easily over power them one on one, especially if he struck first. He knew Myotismon would go along with it. All of the digimon from Myotismon's army saw him dragged out by chains, so they'll assume he was brought to the Dark Masters to be executed, so his identity would be safe. If he failed, he would merely be killed and Myotismon would be no worse off. But if he succeeded and Myotismon did not help him, Izzy would simply delete him as well. So simply put, it was in Myotismon's best interest to listen to him. Izzy smiled as he removed one of his gloves and dropped it to the ground. He stopped for a moment, admiring Devimon's orange tattoo on the back of his left hand. It was hard to believe that just a few short days ago, he was a pathetic weak child. Now he had power, thanks to his parents Devimon and Ladydevimon. He would have to see his parents later and thank them personally, especially Ladydevimon, his dear, sweet mother.
Izzy turned off his power, so he looked like a normal child. Already he felt a sense of loss, but it was all part of his plan. Izzy ran out of the forest stumbling and tripping. He fell to the ground, face first. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Metalseadramon looked at the tiny child, about the size of one of his teeth. "I'm surprised you're still alive. Puppetmon must be slipping."
"Please sir, spare my life!" Izzy pleaded. "I'll do anything! I'll give you what ever you need!"
Metalseadramon placed his head close to the ground, breathing hot breath over Izzy. "And what could you possibly give me?"
Izzy smiled as Metalseadramon's open mouth hung a few feet from his face. Just as he planned. Metalseadramon was covered with hard scale and Chrome Digizoidium, making his hide nearly impenetrable. But his mouth had none of this protection. "A quick deletion." Izzy charged a ball of black energy in his hand, and flung into Metalseadramon's mouth. Metalseadramon reared his head back, screaming as the ball of energy tore his insides apart. The energy attack would collide with his outside armor, preventing its escape and shredding him up even more. Izzy's black aura wrapped around him as he pointed his palms at the pain ridden mega digimon. Metalseadramon's body disappeared in a rain of black power as Izzy unleashed his full force on the spasming sea creature. When Izzy's attack finished, Metalseadramon's body hung in mid-air for a split second, before his head fell to the ground, lifeless before it shattered into atoms. "That's two." Izzy announced as his aura wrapped around him, and he took off in the direction of Machinedramon and Myotismon.


Myotismon was explaining what had happened on Earth. Machinedramon was hooked up to a massive computer as Myotismon gave his report. "So the prophesied eighth child is dead. But how did you manage to locate this individual?"
Myotismon was prepared for this question. He was following Izzy's plan, since Izzy was more powerful than he was. He did not know if Izzy was stronger than the Dark Masters were, but he would soon find out. "I used the Crest of Light to locate her."
"You can tell him the truth now Myotismon." Izzy walked into Machinedramon's base of operations, brushing off his shirt. "I led him to the eight child."
"And who are you to dare enter my base?" Machinedramon turned to face the diminutive child. "Beside a soon to be smear on my floor."
"Someone who is infinitely smarter than you are." Izzy looked up.
"A sense of humor. I never understood that emotion, especially in the face of certain destruction." Machinedramon started charging his power. "I'll make your death quick and painful." Machinedramon rolled forward, intending on steamrolling the child into pulp.
Izzy smiled as Machinedramon rolled towards him. His eyes changed to red yet again, and his black shield wrapped around his body. "I'll return the favor." Izzy held out his palms. Machinedramon stopped in his tracks as a blast of energy drove him back, trying to analyze this new variable. All his reports stated that humans had no such powers. A second blast of energy caught him in the chest, shattering his metal plating. 
Machinedramon aimed his back weapons at Izzy. "Giga Cannon!" 
Izzy flew straight up in the air, dodging the blasts as they left two craters in the floor. "Impressive, you seem to be made of sterner stuff then Metalseadramon and Puppetmon. They hardly put up a fight."
Metalseadramon ran a few quick variables. If this human was powerful enough to destroy two Dark Masters, he had a fight on his hands. "Myotismon, help me defeat this child!"
Myotismon realized he had to choose between the two, who he thought would win. And Izzy had already killed two Mega digimon. Myotismon flew up into the air, forming a band of crimson in his hand. "Crimson lightning!"
Machinedramon shuddered as the attack hit him in the back, cutting the pipes leading to his Giga Cannon's, stopping his attack. "Traitor!" Machinedramon amplified voice announced as he turned around facing Myotismon.
Izzy landed on Machinedramon's head. "To you, maybe." Machinedramon had time for one last thought as Izzy's blew a hole in his head as big as he was. Machinedramon stopped moving, and all his gears froze in place, shortly before he too broke apart, to join that off his fallen comrades. Izzy landed on the ground. "I see you've finally chosen definite sides."
Myotismon nodded. "You are as powerful as the Dark Masters, but you are much smarter. I hope you're smart enough to realize I would be a valuable ally."
"How does second in command sound?" Izzy replied. "With only Piedmon left, you are the third most powerful being in this or any other world. We will be unstoppable." Izzy walked up to Machinedramon's computer. "Just one more detail to take care off."


Piedmon was in his layer, swirling a glass of a digital alcohol not unlike brandy. He was enjoying himself. The digidestined never showed, and Myotismon had killed the eighth child, so there was no more loose ends. The other digidestined would be found, and destroyed. The only Flymon in his ointment was that Ladydevimon, his best servant, had disappeared. But he had other servants, although none as hauntingly seductive. The computer in front of him burst to life. "Ah Machinedramon, has Myotismon finished his report?"
"Guess again clown boy." Piedmon shattered the glass in his hand as an unfamiliar voice answered him. "Myotismon works with me now."
"Who is this?!" Piedmon ordered as he stood up.
"Your new boss. Now, I see no need to show myself to you. You merely have to follow orders. You will clear your castle, now my castle, and wait for further orders at Machinedramon's lair." The voice continued.
Piedmon slashed through the computer with his sword. "VILEMON!" Piedmon shouted. Thousands of Vilemon flew through windows, filling the room and outside the window. "Go to Machinedramon's lair, and kill who ever is there. Some deluded digimon is playing me for a fool. Myotismon disobeying me, of all things. And find the other Dark Masters. Now GO!"
The Vilemon flew up in the air, turning the sky dark. Piedmon sat back down, turning his sword in his hand. No need to worry, the Vilemon will kill this upstart, and he could go back to lording over both words.
Two hours passed, and the computer was fixed by Cogmon as Piedmon waited. A single Vilemon flew back through the window. Piedmon smiled. "Finally, I was growing bored. So who was the fool who dare talk down to me?"
"I have no idea." The Vilemon limped on the ground. "I never even got close. All my brothers and sisters are deleted. And the other Dark Masters are nowhere in sight! They must be deleted as well!"
Piedmon screamed as he threw a dagger in the Vilemon's forehead, deleting him. The computer came back to life. "Have I made my point?" Izzy asked, although Piedmon had no idea who it was. "I've defeated your army, as well as the other Dark Masters. Now I'm giving you a choice. Serve with me, or die."
Piedmon grimaced. He wanted to kill this, whoever this was. But he had deleted the other Dark Masters in minutes. Myotismon was working with him, and he would most assuredly go for the winning side, which means Myotismon thought this new character would triumph. "All right, you win." Piedmon could not believe he said that.
"Prodigious." Izzy smiled from miles away. "Now leave, I want to examine my new base of operations alone." Izzy knew he was powerful, but so was Piedmon, and Izzy wasn't sure who would win in a one on one fight. But he maneuvered Piedmon so he had no choice but to serve him, and so he wouldn't have to risk an uncertain battle. Izzy turned to Myotismon. "Shall we view our new base?"


Piedmon's lair was cleared out as Izzy and Myotismon walked through. "You are an incredible youth. In the span of a few days, you've destroyed your enemies and taken over the digital world from the Dark Masters."
Izzy was reveling in the power. But getting power was one thing, keeping it was another. "We need more allies, digimon we can trust to do what we say."
"Viral digimon can hardly be trusted." Myotismon replied. "You only trust me because you know my best interests now lie with you. If you die, Piedmon will delete me." Myotismon had thought about snapping this child's neck while his powers were off and his back turned, but thought better. If Izzy died, then Piedmon would be back in charge, and he would be deleted for betraying him. So Myotismon needed to keep Izzy alive at all costs. And Myotismon could tell Izzy knew that.
"So we won't acquire any more viral digimon. We will keep Piedmon compiled and as a servant, but he won't even know about me. That imp of yours Demidevimon is manipulative and cunning. He will also be of help. A council, that is it!" Izzy replied as he looked over Piedmon's computers. "A council that I can trust to do what say and can carry out my plans." (But individually, I would be able to destroy you.) Izzy thought to himself.
"Do you have any idea who else would serve for you?" Myotismon questioned.
Izzy pulled out a prisoner manifest of who was currently in Piedmon's dungeon. Izzy smiled as he recognized one of the names. "As a matter a fact, I do."


Palmon had left File Island what would be the earth equivalent of centuries. She had been in this dungeon for decades. Palmon had long given up trying to escape. She didn't really try to escape in the first place. There was nothing for her outside these walls.
The cell door swung open, the blast of light surprising Palmon. Her eyes had adjusted to the light, as a blue and red garbed digimon walked into the room. This was unusual, she never saw anybody. Someone merely shoved food and water under her door, no talk, no nothing. She had almost come to enjoy her solitude; it beat what waited for her on the outside. "Who are you?" Palmon asked.
"I am Myotismon. You will come with me." Myotismon announced.
One of the Dark Masters most powerful servants. Palmon figured this would happen some day. She would be escorted out of this cell, and then executed. Palmon didn't care anymore. She wordlessly got up and followed Myotismon out, not even bothering to try and escape.
Myotismon opened a door to a room at the end of a long hall. "Step inside and wait."
Palmon didn't reply, she just entered the room as Myotismon shut the door behind her. Palmon finally looked up, and was surprised from the execution room she expected. This was a beautifully designed room, silk drapes lining the crystal clear windows. Palmon stepped into the sunlight, the first she had felt in a lifetime. Palmon just enjoyed the warmth for a minute, before exploring the room more. There were couches on top of oriental style rugs, and a low table in the center. Palmon walked up to the table. There was a pitcher of sparkling clear water and an assortment of fruit native to the digital world. Palmon's mouth watered. She had been given just enough to survive, and only the lowest quality. She wrapped her hand around a sugar vine, and was about to take a big bite when she stopped. Maybe this was the Dark Master's plan. A cruel trick where they let her think she's being treated well, and then poison the food.
"I can assure you it's perfectly safe." Palmon became aware of another being in the room. Palmon expected Piedmon or maybe Puppetmon. They were the only two Dark Masters small enough to fit in this room. She couldn't figure out what she was looking at first, because it wasn't a digimon.
Izzy walked over to the table and picked up a yellow and purple fruit. It was one of his favorite fruit in the first time lines. "I never cared for those, much too sweet. I like something a little more tart, almost bitter."
Palmon watched as Izzy took a bite from the fruit. "You...you are a human, aren't you?"
Izzy placed the fruit back on the table. "For all intensive purposes, yes." He was the son of Ladydevimon and Devimon, but for the greatest portion of his life, he was a human.
"Where are the Dark Masters?" Palmon asked. The Dark Masters would never allow a human in their presence.
"I have deleted Metalseadramon, Puppetmon, and Machinedramon. Piedmon is still around. But he works for me now." Izzy answered.
"You deleted three of the Dark Masters?" Palmon now feared this new character. "So what do you have planned for me?"
Izzy nodded. "I read what the prison report said about you. Machinedramon kept excellent records. Maybe I should have kept him around as my secretary." Izzy chuckled at his own joke. "You all but let yourself be captured, and you never even attempted to escape. Even when Myotismon brought you out of your cell to what you thought was your death, you never even voiced a word of complaint. You had nothing to live for, am I right?"
Palmon had never heard anyone sum up her life so brutally before. But he was right. "Yes." Palmon's vines whipped out, clearing the table of the fruit and water jug. "I was promised a destiny! But my digidestined Mimi never showed! She left me to rot in this cell!" Palmon sat down on the couch and placed her hands over her eyes as she began to cry.
Izzy looked down at Palmon. He remembered what she was like from the first time line. Unlike the other chosen digimon, she didn't fight for good because she wanted to. She fought for Mimi. She was little more than a servant to Mimi, Izzy saw that now. Izzy figured if Mimi never showed, it would destroy her. And he was right.
"I was betrayed by the digidestined, just like you were." Izzy coldly said. "Only my experience was worse." Izzy's eyes began to turn red. "They knocked me down, ran by me, left me to die at the hands of Ladydevimon." Izzy calmed down, his eyes turning back to normal. "But that's in the past now. I've made something of myself, and you can to."
Palmon stopped crying. "What do you mean?"
"What do you want Palmon? I could help you find your digidestined, but is that truly what you want? I am a digidestined to, and that fact means nothing to me now, just as the fact that you are a chosen digimon means nothing to you." Izzy smiled. "So I ask again, what do you want?"
Palmon never thought about that question as she spent all those years cowering in that cell like a timid Chumon. But she thought long and hard now. "I want respect. I want to be powerful. I don't want to depend on some human to come along and tell me what to do. I want to be my own digimon."
Izzy smiled in spite of himself. "And you shall have it. I now control all of the Dark Masters forces. Humans and digimon alike will come to fear and respect you."
Palmon smiled at this. "You're serious, aren't you?"
Izzy sat down next to Palmon. "I am quite serious. I am forming a council and I would like you to be on it. You'll have anything you want; you can do anything you want."
Palmon moved closer to Izzy. "Anything I want?"
"Anything." Izzy answered, realizing Palmon was staring at him with a rather weird look in her eye.
"Guess what I want now?" Palmon jumped into Izzy's lap.
Now Izzy was the one taken by surprise. "Palmon?"
"I have been trapped in that cell for eons, now someone gets me out of that dank pit, offers me more than I could ever dream." Palmon ran a finger up his chin. "I guess I find power an incredible turn on."
Now this blew Izzy away, for this was the last thing he was expecting. Palmon must think that one of the reasons he freed her was because she was a digital girl. Granted there weren't many digital females, only a handful, but Izzy never had any sexual inclinations in his plans, until now. He could feel his dick get hard as it rubbed on Palmon's green ass under his shorts. Izzy could swear it was getting hot in here, and to be perfectly honest no girl, human or digital, had ever given him a second look. Izzy was still analyzing the situation when Palmon started kissing him, immediately shoving her tongue into Izzy's mouth. "Mmmmm…." Was all Izzy could say as his hands instinctively went to Palmon's ass. Palmon groaned as Izzy's fingertips ran over her small green tail. Palmon's palm leaf hands moved down, and under Izzy's shirt, rubbing Izzy's bare back. Izzy couldn't believe he had not thought of this before, he had tried masturbating, but nothing really happened. It felt like a thousand snakes where moving in his pants, before Izzy realized that's what was happening, or more accurately, Palmon's vines. Her vines had worked there way down Izzy's pants, and where rubbing him all over, squeezing his balls light, rubbing his ass, thighs, and tugging on his dick. Izzy could scarcely breath as Palmon stopped kissing him and moved down, quickly taking off his shorts so Izzy was naked at the waist down. Izzy could clearly see all of her vines moving, except now the vines moved away from his hardened cock, leaving it wide open. Izzy blushed; he had never been naked before in front of anybody since he was a toddler, at least in this time line. In the other, he actually had several sexual experiences, including Palmon but most notably with Sora. He in fact found out he had powers when he saved Sora from being raped by Metaletemon. But Sora ran by him when Ladydevimon attacked, just like all the others. Sora meant nothing to him any longer, but he did enjoy what was happening to him now.
Palmon lay down on her belly on the couch, and slowly took Izzy's cock inside her mouth. Izzy gasped as Palmon began to suck him off, rubbing his ass with her vines at the same time. She began to rapidly pull the dick and out of her mouth, and Izzy began groaning loudly. He ran his hands all through Palmon's flower, and Palmon picked up her pace, sucking his dick like a straw. Izzy hips bucked forward as he came, shooting a stream of his seed into her mouth. Palmon pulled his cock out of her mouth and began frantically licking his cock as a few more spurts of semen leaked from his dick hole as Izzy finished cumming. Palmon never stopped licking, even after all the cum was gone. After five minutes of tongue bathing, Izzy was completly hard again.
Izzy picked Palmon up, and placed her so she was facing away from him and sitting on his lap. His dick was at her cunt hole opening, as he positioned her, before thrusting his cock in her. Palmon gasped and immediately came, this being the first dick inside her in years. She had never had sex like this before, although she had been forced to do some humiliating things with some of her digimon captors when she was a prisoner. But that ended years ago, and for the first time she was completely willing, desperately needing this. Izzy wrapped his arms around her chest, feeling her breasts under her green skin. Palmon grabbed Izzy's hands as he began lifting her up and down as he rocked his hips back and forth. Izzy started kissing the back of Palmon's neck as he fucked her rapidly, both groaning as they did so. Palmon's arms' reached behind her head and grabbed Izzy's neck, Izzy now kissing the cheek of her turned head. Both could hardly breath as they both closed in on their climax. Palmon came first, moaning Izzy's name at the top of her lungs as she came on Izzy's lower torso with her minty pussy juice. She held on tightly to Izzy's neck, her entire body shaking in orgasmic bliss as Izzy came himself, mixing his cum with her own. Palmon's body filled with a strange warmness as Izzy finished cumming inside her. Both of them collapsed on to the couch, as their hormones ran their course. They just sat their, half naked in a limp hug, as the day's events caught up with them.


Myotismon was working in one of Piedmon's labs. Izzy had given him instructions to take stock of his forces. Piedmon was the only Mega digimon left in the world, at least as far as he could find. Izzy had thousands of ultimate digimon spread across the digital world, hundreds of thousands of champions, and a near infinite supply of rookies. It would take a while to organize them, train them, but the Earth would fall, Myotismon was sure. He made the right decision choosing to serve Izzy, because Izzy already granted him more power than he had ever had before.
The door to lab swung open, and Izzy walked in with the rookie digimon Palmon. "Well?" Myotismon asked, regarding Palmon with some curiosity and a lot of suspicion. He did not know if inviting a vaccine digimon, especially a chosen digimon, was a good idea, but Izzy assured him it would work, and so far Izzy had always been right. And Gatomon was a vaccine digimon as well, not to mention a chosen digimon apparently, and she was Myotismon's best servant, and he had requested haer as well. Maybe there was a method to Izzy's madness.
Izzy gestured to Palmon. "Meet our new Council member."


That was the next chapter of DESTINY'S END, part of the in story CHILD OF SHADOWS mini-series. 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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