[Plot] A Golden Week to Remember [Group B]

    Iko always managed to say something interesting, no matter the situation. Wasn't there a method of hiding he hadn't tried yet, though? It seemed like he had omitted it rather easily. "What about a holosuit? You get the freedom of a human and don't have to keep appearances. Most of the time, anyway; we all know that there are some things that some folks would never accept."

    Like spitting a fireball, for example. Anyway, it wasn't like that mattered at the moment, considering all the digimons that were currently parading as if there wasn't a masquerade to hold. Intriguing, to say the least, yet also... somewhat unsettling. What could Amelie say? This sight felt... weird, for the lack of a better word. And it was happening on various points of Japan at the same time, to boot. The fact that this was an organized effort was more than obvious by now.

    "It's definitely having a better reception than what I excepted." She muttered, a tinge of amazement clear on her voice. "What do you think about this situation? I'm unsure on whether digimons and humans can coexist in peace, especially given that the former have the ability to act as living weapo-"

    DATS was quick to arrive, the so-called 'Agent Maria' quickly commanding for the crowd and the digimon to disperse. "Welp. That was fast. Wonder if this event will have any repercussions now that the party's over. What do you think?"

    Now that the police was here, it would probably be on Luke's best interests to store Iko back on his V-Pet. Or... would it? Considering how the sound of gunfire alerted everyone on short notice, maybe the party wasn't quite over yet. It seemed like a group wasn't quite satisfied with things ending right now. And wouldn't settle for less than some deaths happening, given the intent on Matadormon's attacks.

    "I guess that I spoke too soon." Without losing time, the brunette stood up. It was a pity that wasn't quite done with her sweetened mocha, but the girl would have time to grieve for that later. "It seems like a fair amount of digimons have risen to deal with the bad guys already. I'll make sure that all the humans evacuate before helping with the cleanup. What're you gonna do?"

    Now that the true monsters had decided to show up, it was normal to except that at least a fair bit of humans would be panicking, or at least too scared to do the logical thing and run away. Doubly true when considering the number of kids currently present in the park. Not as fun as fighting, but... probably equally as important.

    For all what she cared, the brunette didn't care about DATS, the Golden Week, or the people interested in the digimons that supposedly were here in peace. As long as nobody not willingly engaging into the fight resulted injured, she'd count it as a win. And for that reason, it was time to move and begin getting the non-chosen (or anyone who looked too afraid to get out of harm's way, really) out of the way.

Toki waved politely to Maria as she arrived. He figured DATS would be here soon enough and while he didn't agree with this course of action, he respected that Maria was just doing her job. Still...it seemed strange to keep this going now that so many people have probably taken pictures and videos of this already. This was likely to keep things from spiraling out of control, but the questions will come sooner or later. How would they handle that, he wondered?

Then he heard Alan and Levi nearby and smiled at their words. Their attitude towards this was exactly what was needed. The actions of some Digimon should not stain the reputation of all Digimon. The same went for humans. Cion's talks with the reporter seem to be going rather well too.

However, disaster soon struck as the crowd panicked and spread out from a sound that seemed similar to a gunshot. The cackling from Matadormon sounded like nails on a chalkboard...and Toki had absolutely zero tolerance for it. He looked around and saw the other Digimon trying to cause havoc. He grit his teeth and tried to keep himself composed. No...now wasn't the time for composure. Alan's got that in spades. Markings appeared around Toki's eyes and his eyes themselves were a bright white with blue sclera. His rage was boiling over. He shambled over to Matadormon "In the span of one week I've been kidnapped...tortured...and had to watch two of my dearest friends die. And now here you are, ruining what could have been the one chance...the one chance...at our two kinds could have come together in an environment free of tension. You know what? I have had enough!" He shouted as he brought out his Digivice and swiped data across it. No fanfare, no call outs. He just spirit evolved into his Beast Spirit, Lagosmon. He loomed towards Matadormon, then looked around at the other Digimon. "Sand Shackles!" Suddenly sand materialized underneath Matadormon as it leaped and attempted to wrap around his arms and body to restrain him.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his rage under control "My name is Toki Akiyama." He said. He hated that he was using his name as a power move, but Digimon...Digimon may know that name. One of the humans that assisted in rescuing the Digimon of the forest. One of those responsible for taking down Megidramon. The one who communed with Ebonwumon. The inheritor of the ancient spirit Tsusagimon's will. "What...what do you hope to gain from this?" he asked, a sad look in his eyes. "I won't pretend I know what you've all went through...or why you felt the need to terrorize the human world...but do you know what you have to gain here? Nothing. Nothing but the animosity of innocent humans. Not just humans...but Digimon as well. The Digimon who have befriended and lived with humans...do you want that? To be hated? Feared? Let me teach you something. Using power to inflict fear...will not gain you proper recognition. It won't solve your problems. You're using your power stupidly and arrogantly and down the line you're not going to like where these actions take you. Please...stand down. Stand down. I'll do everything in my power to help you find a place...I'll listen to your worries...I'll help you coexist...just please...don't fight anymore."

While those words were towards the champion levels, he gazed at Matadormon with pure malice "As for you...oh, I don't think there's convincing you with that giddy, maniacal laughter of yours. You revel in this. You want violence. You want war. You want people to fear you. Well, you're a fool. Possibly the biggest fool I've ever met. So...if you want to hurt anyone here. Destroy anything...anything at all...you're going to have to go. Through. Me."

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Toki used Sand Shackles in hopes of restraining Matadormon

Sand Shackles: Conjures streams of sand to latch onto foes in an area and weigh them down, substantially hindering their movement for 2 turns. (3 turn cooldown.)

Chaos

From the moment Viktor got wrapped up in this, he was jostled left and right. Children petting him excessively, calling him pretty and constantly fluffing his tail like a pillow. It was only when DATS came and shut everything down did he get a break from the predators and their tiny demon hands. Genesis was, however, unhappy that the 'Boyscouts' came to ruin her fun. Viktor was for once happy to see them. Genesis snickered as Viktor straightened himself out;

"Well... you called it. DATS here to be a stick in the mud."

Viktor didn't respond, but rather seemed fixated on something that wasn't there. Genesis winced in the direction then waved in front of her fox partner;

"Heeelllooo, Earth to Viktor. Come in, fox-boy."

Viktor swatted away her hand and began pointing, not saying a word as an Ultimate level Digimon raised from the crowd and began speaking.

Disorder.

It went from bad to worse. The Digimon began throwing knives into the crowd, scattering them as it laughed mocked them. The duo looked at eachother and vanished as the crowd aimlessly fled. It was always the perfect opportunity to slip away, when there was chaos. Everyone is so focused on the monster with the knives they forget about a fox and a human, at least for now. But this wasn't to retreat. It was to get a bird's eye view.

Viktor moved to the highest point he could whilst Genesis was safe and sound away from the danger. He counted three Champions and one Ultimate, the ones he deemed 'Targets of interest'. It was too confusing to know who was who on the ground... he needed to assess and understand properly before making a move. He examined one party beginning crowd control, directing people to safety. The good guys. Then, one member took a higher form and face the Deltamon reading his lips, it suggested that he was... flirting with his foe? If it worked it worked, he supposed. Another began taking a more defensive posture, seemingly guarding the one directing the crowd. Smart.

Last was one who shot chains and started to restrain the leader Digimon. The one who started this to begin with. But he began... talking. Viktor could hear some of what he was saying and he wondered why? If he had her, an attack was all that was needed to end this. Perhaps he was trying to appeal to the humanity of this Digimon? Maybe it was a sense of justice? Viktor couldn't tell, but once he was certain who his target was, he would move to engage. But for now, he would observe and wait. Unless he himself was engaged, that is!

The cacophony of uncountable voices and blurry faces caught in a maelstrom of chaos within the park was an event seldom behold by the ancient sentinel. Naturally, she understood that the peace of many was easily quashed by the malice of a single fiend, but this was something else. Men and women alike had no inherent means of properly defending themselves to proof their potential to both allies and enemies. Most of them were but human children and parents frolicking along with equally as inexperienced digimons. Innocent and weak - and above all worth protecting.

The subtlety of warfare and strategy was missing in this vile undertaking. The sole purpose of this decadent act of terror was to facilitate decadence. The one apparently responsible for this malediction gladly revealed this to them and took proud in his desire to create discord among species. "My goodness... that's so... uninspired." Cion commented snidely in between statements of inane nonsense pertaining to the not yer realized coexistence.

It was with anticlimax, perhaps even boredom, that the silver fennec gazed at the imbecilic Matadrmon. More than 99,9% of the innumerable adversaries she had vanquished throughout eons had been xenophobes like flamboyant martial artist. Repeated words had become dull and meaningless, for they were always proven wrong. On the inside, the Arnamon had to chuckle with vexation. Did she now have to give Daemon credit for being aspiring in its impetus? Today was a truly bizarre day - unpleasantly so.

Acknowledging the permission by the agent of DATS, a white light engulfed the vulpine aspirant as she hasted through the storm of havoc that steadily simmered down. Good, for every bystander who was not injured the reputation of the digital realm was less strained. Although there were lots of familiar people she considered cherished comrades, it was Toki's exasperation that claimed her utmost attention. It appeared a friend required the emotional and physical assistance of someone they hopefully trusted, hence she was happy to oblige.

"Me as well!" Cion exclaimed as her transformation completed. Coming to a halt next to the Lagosmon, the CyberSagitamon softly leaned herself against his side as to grant the boy support and reassurance he clearly needed. Thankfully, her Ultimate form was likely recognized by the brown hare, for it was in this state that she and Vertigo had saved him from the desert's harshness several years ago. What an unforgettable yet pleasant incident this had indeed been.

Drawing her futuristic bow, it was evident from her nearly overboiling aura that she was severely restrained by the devices of mankind. If unchained, this clash would have ended in mere seconds. However, the same presence of might she felt radiating from Toki, too. His progress was outstanding! Unfortunately, he was currently unable to tap into his apex, which was a true shame. The cybernetic archer would have savored witnessing it.

"Violence is an innermost aspect of digimons, Mr. Akiyama. Numerous succumb to and revel in it. They can't be reasoned with, so you must not allow them to wield your frustration against you. Instead seize your wrath and channel it, so it is yours to master, not vice versa. Never grant your opponents quarter, or they will capitalize on your hesitation. ... And if you wish to realize your dream of peace, you must pursue it relentlessly. Never back off, or you'll lose sight of it - possibly forever."

It was with these lessons learned from experience and anguish that the vanguard narrowed her aureate eyes. With a crack of her neck, a maelstrom of surging data abruptly and violently manifested itself around the Matadrmon in an attempt to snare it for precious seconds they had to capitalize on. She did so with arrows of pure energy.  With some luck, the Astamon was slowed by the veil of white corruption that surrounded the singularity of binary code.

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Battle Log:

    Well, it was a good thing that the evacuation had been mostly successful! The reporter, the cameraman, the Gotsumon and the Pumpkinmon were still among the 'noncombatants' currently in the area, but that was on their own volition, Amelie reckoned. She wouldn't be responsible of anything that happened to them.

    "Good job, guys. It seems like if something happens, it'll be to people who decided to remain here or just material damage. Not much we can do about that, I guess." By now, Iko was probably itching to kick the bad guys' behinds. While, at least in the girl's eyes, making sure that there was the smallest amount of collateral damage was the priority, it didn't mean that could it was probably not as heroic, nor 'interesting', nor deserving of the spotlight as battling the ones who were disturbing the public order head-on.

    But that was fine. The brunette didn't want the spotlight; Cion and Toki could have it, for all what she cared. "Who are you picking, by the way? I think I'll take on the Edward Cullen wannabe. Good luck on whoever you pick! I'll see if I can get the camera off me for a bit before engaging. See ya!"

    Yeah, laugh at her, but she still didn't want to be caught on the footage while evolving. Getting over being self-consciousness about it was hard! And nevermind the fact that she preferred to keep away from the bureaucracy linked to the whole DATS stuff, despite that being mostly wishful thinking at the moment.

    A tree would be enough to block the camera? Or a light post, maybe? Even a bench would be enough in a situation like that. Oh well, it wasn't like she was going to be picky! Once a decent hideout was (or not) found, a rather complex ring of fractal code formed around her left hand. The rest was history.

    Except for the fact that there was nothing to be found on the spot where the evolution had taken place. Had the brunette disappeared? One could say, in all honesty!

    If they were sharp enough, NeoDevimon would notice a looming presence above them for a split second; that's the only warning they would get before Heraldmon attempted to pin him down; it was obvious that the lither vampire would surely win in a contest of raw agility and speed, but how would he fare in a close quarters fight against the hulking abomination?

    Time to find the answer!

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Turn Recap!

The cold steel of the barrel from Astamon's gun was a grim reminder of the misstep he made. At least somewhat. Did he walk into their nest? Did they sneak behind him? Perhaps even shadow step? Regardless, this worked out because now the threat was over here and not in the crowd. He turned slowly, not to move the barrel away from his head, but so he could speak a little more clearly;



"What's your endgame here? To have the humans violently murder us all?"



He'd keep his head turned as he'd watched the events unfold on the "field", then, as the parts of the Earth erupted toward him, the fox waited for the perfect moment and leaped backwards off the building, shattering the first window as his world coming to a crawl with glass raining around him. No doubt the Astamon would fire, sending plooms of fire to cut through the glass around him, those rounds singing past him. The sound so familiar it was actually relaxing, so much so he closed his eyes as he plummeted to the Earth... his mind falling back to Genesis, to his friends, to Shade. How would he react to his death?



Sadness



A light began to envelope Viktor as he grew ever closer to the concrete below, bright enough to blind anyone looking until what landed on the ground wasn't a Renamon but something else entirely.





The warrior formed fox slowly rose, holding his weapon out enough to engage any threat that thought him an easy target. He looked up at the Astamon and pointed his naginata, spinning it and leaping into and running up the building after the Lady Devimon first. His intent clear; the fox leapt over the edge of the structure to deliver a powerful blow to the femme fatale, but also keeping that naginata ready in the event of a defense counter measure. Should he connect to that blow, she would find it more than a simple punch! His first step to this was taking out the backup as quickly as he could and without expending too much energy. That way he could fight his equal fresh.

But, like everything else, that was easier said than done. 

"I don't need to be uninspired to be effective," Matadormon commented with sneer to Cion. "To begin with, those who stuck to the basic are the one who will likely effectively show the mass how brutal something is, don't you think? And what do you know about peace, fox?"

At first, it looked like Matadormon was swallowed in the vortex, but... he suddenly vanished from spot, and instead re-emerged from underneath Cion's shadow. "How about I return that, the snare that you oh-so-much love?"

Aiming for her shadow, he tossed his knives at it. Should it hit, her movement would be locked.

Endgame? Astamon simply chuckled. "Well that is easy, mate... A war, or maybe, a complete extradition of human from Digital World? The latter is fine, the former is more preferable..."

Toki's timely intervention however was enough to make Astamon unable to fire his Oro Salmon for the moment as he focused on dodging. Thing is however, because how high it is, Toki's move was unable to hit him on time as he spreads its wing. Still, the Digimon is not done. 

"You see, why does every single time Digimon must provide for humans? Humans are called to Digital World, sure, but what for? What evil that must be fought? What stagnation that must be broken? At this point they're just like invaders, meddling with Digimon's affair... and when the price is right, or when their 'sense of justice' fancied it, they 'helped' Digimon that's too weak to fend for themselves... Aren't Digimons are meant to be combat species? The weak will be culled, the strong thrives!"

It immediately shoot at Cion now that its target has moved to fight Lady Devimon. Blast of Oro Salmon was unhindered by the effect of the slow put on it. However, it's still a prime target of attack.

Strange that Amelie wanted to spirit evolve when no one is looking, but for those who had no idea what she's doing, she might looks like she's fleeing. Thankfully this means nobody was looking for her at all, because the journalistic team are busy with filming the rest of the Digimons. However, Neo Devimon wasn't so lucky. He did sensed Amelie's presence, but was too quick for it to react. Trying to pin it down was a right move, considering how it hits the ground with a thud. It does look hurt, as the Digimon hissed. Thing is, close proximity like this make it easier for it to counter!

Without cue, dark energy exploded from it, aiming to take Amelie's new form off it. The damage would be brutal if she hangs on.

"Oya, what do we have in here, want to have a fight, bunny?" Lady Devimon taunted. She flicked oversized demon hand's index finger in taunting manner. The sharp angle did not faze her. She was nimble on her feet, quickly dodging the attack. Unfortunately, that means she's open to Viktor's attack. The Digimon launched several foot to the other side, clawing on the ground to brake.

"Hmph, two on one is it? Very well, why don't we dance!"

She quickly snapped her fingers. Astamon's, Matadrmon's and her own speed suddenly rose. However, she's not the only one to react.

A chant rose from Awakened Sistermon Blanc. While Lady Devimon has empowered her cohort's speed, their power dropped significantly. Noir used this as chance to shoot at the Astamon. She blessed her gun prior with a kiss, baptizing it with greater power. Astamon was still weakened by Cion's technique, and unable to dodge on time. He hissed as his coat now riddled with some hole from the energy shots.

...where does Alan stand in this situation?

Unfortunately his earlier stunt with the woman earn him her fury. "I don't care what you even call those monsters! They always came to attack, and every single time they always causes chaos like this, just like that school and the entertainment district!"

She ran, and never to be seen afterward. The Guilmon still froze in place

Seeing that, the Dark Tyrannomon and his two adult friends looked slightly dejected. "..We just want human to be gone from our world. We... don't really want to fight like this. We came from Dark Area... and some of us was part of crowd who was wronged by DATS in the past. You know, they used brainwashing technique to force you to help them, kidnapping ad all that... Then DATS dissolved, and the government changed into better one... some of us felt we can live in Real World, hidden among humans. You guys can waltz in and play in our world, why can't we do the same?

And then DATS reinstated... after all of this time, they want to ignore all the crimes they do to Digimons? I had no idea, but back then all I saw were red. I just want DATS to take their shitty policy out. Why humans always do this one sidedly? Why can't they understand that Digimon want equality too? And then come Matadrmon, he said he'll make DATS pay... but I really don't want war. When I finally saw how he acted, he seriously a screw loose. We really just want to make DATS pay their old crimes, not start war. We just want DATS to see that all of these are not equal."

"You... you guys ruined it all, you know... We could have peaceful parade and protest!" Pumpmon suddenly approached. "We could have do protest better than just doing senseless anarchy like this! What are you guys thinking!?"

"We're sorry... we honestly really don't want any real harm. We just want to scare people into thinking that Digimon are scary," Woodmon dejectedly apologized. "We thought if they saw those they will finally leave Digital World alone."

They're not aware however, that the camera are rolling on them. The agent however are too busy with the situation.

"Commander, update on situation, three perfect-class Digimon joined the battle. We're a bit preoccupied at the moment."

"Unfortunately we can't yet send a backup. Sector A and C also reported similar sightings. It's suggested that you finish the battle in approximately five minutes, Agent."

Five minutes... and the backup will appear, huh...  She better take everyone down in five minutes then.

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Enemies Action:
Astamon dodged Toki's attack, but is then affected by Cion's attack
Fired "Blazing Rapidfire" at Cion
Blazing Rapidfire:
This attack is unaffected by status effect that slows down its movement. Devastating, rapid fire attack. 2 turns cooldown.
Is hit by Noir Awakened's attack.
Affected by Blanc's Chant. Attack drops by 50%

Neo Devimon is pinned by Amelie, and hits the ground. However it used Pulse Blaster in counter
Pulse Blaster: Immediately blasts anyone on melee range to Neo Devimon. If they refused to budge, this attack deals twice the damage. Three turns cooldown.
Is Unaffected by Blanc's Chant due to Passive

Lady Devimon dodged Iko's Lunar Ray, but is struck by Viktor
Uses Night Tempo (+50% speed to three allies), 3 turns duration 3 turns cooldown
Is unaffected by Blanc's Chant due to Passive

Matadrmon's Passive "Nimble Steps" prevented it from being snared or slowed down.
Matadrmon then attacked Cion with Shadow Weaving
Shadow Weaving: Appears an enemy's shadow, then jumps out to strike it with knives to snare them. Nondamaging, three turns cooldown.
Is affected by Blanc's Chant

Ally Action:
Blanc used Sacred Chant (50% strength sap for all enemy) 3 turns duration
Noir used With You I Destroy Kingdoms (50% Strength up for her. 3 turns duration)


DATS BACKUP WILL APPEAR AFTER 5 MINUTES (8th turn) Please contain the enemy before that
Turn: 1/8