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The Begining of the End

(a/n I'm gonna cut the song out cuz no one cares and I just am to lazy to right about it)


"Soon....Soon my accention to perfection will be complete, and this world will be cleansed of disgusting organic tissue, no more disorders, no more defects....pure and simple Prefection" Analog Man raved as he sat as his console, watching the various digimon go though the horrible process that made them machines, the twising gears the hot lasers the disfiguring methods. It may look ugly by organic standards, but to the standards of machines...it was beautiful.

The damaged man stood up out of his chair, he gazed over his scarred and disfigured form, the pain and suffering and angst he went through to become this way...to be forced to become this way. But through the torment and agony his eyes were opened... he realized that organic tissue was weak and frail relying on machines to do the heavy work.

Poor machines, thought Analog Man, born into slavery, and forced to live enternaly in slavary, serving the weak like dogs. But no more, he would put an end to it, an end to the torture of slavery, he would be the great liberator the savior of the machines.

And he would be a God un to them.....

Everything would bow down and worship him..

Everything would be prefect..

Analog Man reared his head up and laughed, his laughter was filled with insainity and vision he knew he would succed, because he was merely a force of evolution.

and you can't stop evolution....

Myotismon was Standing at the doorway of what he called his personal abyss, staring out into the sunlight sky in the safety of the shadows, holding close to him the metal digimon, MetalMikemon.

Myotismon looked down at his young captive "Are you sure of your mission now?" The Vampire asked with almost a caring tone "Of course Myotismon, unite the nations of the Geckomon and the Numemon and gather them at the digimon Stonehedge before three sunsets have passed." 

"You Almost make it sound like that'll be easy, the Geckomon and the Numemon are at a delicate relashionship right now, if one thing goes wrong between them a war would ensue, I'm suprised the odd digimon have lasted this long without a war."

"As have I, I must be off now, the others might be off looking for me and I don't want them coming here...yet" Mike relpied as he untangled himself from Myotismon as he walked off into the distance. 

"I hope I can find them in time....we're gonna need all the help we can get........"

A Geckomon was walking home from the mushroom feild and got seaperated from the rest of his friends. "Guyshh, were are yoush" The Lone Geckomon called out in his shiquishy frog voice. He felt a pressence behind him..he turned around, and was immediatle gagged with a mess of digi sludge right down the throat. He despreatly tried to get some air but his wind pipe was clogged, before his untimely death, he saw the face of the one who killed him..but he couldn't tell anyone, he knew a war would brew at his death and he was hopeless to stop it.

The Murderer Smiled, everything was going according to plan....

The heros treked through the overgrown jungle in search of a place to camp, and then they saw it, The mighty and proud city of the geckomon..but something was amiss

There was a war

"What in the name of lemons is going on here" SonimodB questioned as he gawked down at the blood bath below, Christine just looked away, sicken by the scene before her, Mike Cameron did the same hiding behind Christine. The digimon grited their teeth wanting to get in their and stop it, Ananabmaster was doing the same. "Guys we can't stop an entire war, not this way" Togashi reasoned as everyone agreed and awaited his plan. "We need to get to Shogongeckomon and Monzemon and get them to stop this" Everyone nodded in agreement. But Koromon quiped up and said, "We need some wings, and I'm the one to do it!"

KOROMON DIGIVOLVED TO!! *koromon spins, flys towards the screen and then flys back to the middle of the screen as agumon* AGUMON!!!!!

AGUMON WARP DIGIVOVLED TO!!! *agumon does the back flip and energy flys past him, showing the orange sillouetes of his other forms up to the incomplete form of Wargreymon, Wargreymon's dramon destroiers snap onto his arms and his eyes flash to life, the crest of courage materializes on his back and he slashes the air sending flames everywere, then he stamps his foot and proudly proclaims his name* WAAAAARRGREEYMON!!!

The mighty behemoth of Wargreymon scouped up his allies and flew to the palace of the geckomon. Weaving and dodging attacks from the geckomon below, he dropped Gatomon

"Wargreymon! keep going I'll be alright!" Gatomon cried out as she skillfully landed feet first on a roof and ran from a horde of Numemon. "I hate to leave her but we need to get to the palace" Wargreymon admited weakly as he kept his vigil of flight towards the palace. He landed and became koromon again running into the palace after the rest of the heros.

"But Shogungeckomon you have lived aside Monzemon's kingdom peacefully for decades now, why start a battle now?" Togashi pleaded infront of the mighty red frog digimon. "They've killed one of ours in cold blood, and we can't let them get away with that" "But how do you know that their were the one's who killed him?" "His throat was clogged with digisludge" "But every digimon makes digisludge, it's digimon..waste" "but only the Numemon use it as a weapon."

Mike Cameron feeling a suddon surge of adrenaline and courage blurted out " It could hhave been a set up!, someone could have taken a crap, used their waste to kill the geckomon and then made it so you and Monzemon would fight!" Everyone stared at Mike C for a few minutes causeing a mess of sweatdrops to form on Mike's head.

"okay I've shoved my foot far enough into my mouth I'll shut up now" Mike sat down and twiddled his thumbs and looked at the ground. 

The King of the Frog Digimon sat in quiet reflection, maybe this young one is right. What if the Numemon didn't kill that poor soul. And if so....

He would be leading his mon into a bloodbath

He left the group of assorted digimon and humans to walk to the top of his tower on his castle to overview the war. He diecided the only action he could take was the toughest one. His fist slammed hard into the mighty gong ontop of his tower three times in slow but timed precision.

Everymon stopped, Monzemon slowly strod through the battle lines making his way to Shogungeckomon's palace. The giant teddy bear came into the main hall were the heros were sitting.

"You've invoked the challange Shogungeckomon, Show your self and may the battle begin"
Monzemon remained stren and stiff like a statue as Shogungeckomon came down the stares the same solem look that the bear had on his face was shared on his. 

"Strangers, leave the great hall so this contest can go without interfearance" Shogungeckomon said as he kept his eyes on Monzemon. The group left sighlntly as the fate of two mighty nations hanged in the balance.

"It's come down to this, the battle to determine the fate of two nations, funny we were the best of friends when we were mear rookies and champions, but now we're mortal enemies locking horns the the final bout for our lives and the lives of our people" Monzemon recalled the times he and Shogungeckomon had together as friends, all the pranks they played all the women they were slapped by all the food they ate, it was such a shame to end something so right like this, but

It had to be done

The two ultimates lunged at each other fists swinging and connecting, bruises forming on the cotton and slimy skin. Shogungeckomon launched several musical fists at Monzemon, sending him into a wall and blasting him several times after wards. The bear got up quickly and lunged at Shogungeckomon knocking him down and biting his neck. The frog roared in pain as he despratly kicked at the stuffed fiend, he felt wounds open as he grabbed the bears own neck and ripped him off, his wounds slowly oozing. Shogungecko flung the bear into the ground and slammed his foot into the bears stomach causing the teddy to cough up some cotton balls which were like his blood/organs. Shogungecko had him right were he wanted him.....he could finish this quickly and save his friend the pain as he slowly took an old battle axe from the wall and prepared to land the final blow....

but the result will be for next time.....

To be Continued.....

Mike Cameron: I don't belive this bullshit!! why did you go and do something stupid like that?!?!

MetalMikemon: Hey I had to stretch it out some, you wouldn't understand your an inferior writer

Mike Cameron: Inferior writer!?!?!?! atleast I don't sleep with every digigirl in the digiworld!!

MetalMikemon: and your saying that is a bad thing why......?

Mike Cameron: *remains sighlent with his mouth open and his finger pointing up*

MetalMikemon: I thought so

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