Post by DasuketheArcher on Mar 20, 2016 0:02:29 GMT -5
GranDracmon watched as the weakened Wyzel dropped through the portal before him and began to grovel for mercy. Costt was quite anxious to cause some more damage, but GranDracmon waved a hand for Costt to stand down.
"Wyzel, welcome home. You have been missed. I shall have to look into the method you used to escape. In any case, I was quite amused by the show you have just put on. I must say, I found your antics most.....disappointing." GranDracmon took a step forward and continued to speak. "You seem to have a fascination with the Hybrid spirits, so allow me to introduce you to two more. To my left, Costt Maferon, borne of my dark powers, he is the clone of Scott Foreman and Anti-Hybrid of Fire. To my right, Amy Breese. She is the sister of Anddrew Breese, and I have granted her his power of Ice. Hybrids, this is Wyzel, whose absence these past few years has not gone unnoticed. However, he was not strong enough to be any real threat. Until he started messing with spirits, it seems. Now, however, he is back to his original state; weak, and helpless," GranDracmon was staring intently at Wyzel as he spoke. Even without being able to see his eyes, the dark aura he was giving off could be clearly felt by everyone in the room, and it gave off a physical weight to it that bared down on everyone's shoulders. He suddenly snapped his fingers and dark chains erupted from the ground and attached themselves to Wyzel's wrists, rendering him immobile. His screams for mercy would go unanswered. "Now, Amy. You asked me why you are here and why I gave you this power. Take this to be your first lesson. Your primary purpose is to punish those who stand in my way. Now you will use your new powers to teach this traitor a lesson. Go ahead, my dear." GranDracmon backed up into his throne once more and folded his hands in front of him.
Amy was hesitant about the situation she found herself in. She had never been a particularly violent person before. However, the carnage that Costt created in the asylum didn't seem to affect her, so she decided to see for herself what would happen if she was the one causing the carnage. She stepped forward. "Yes, sir," she said, and raised her hand once more to the sky. "SPIRIT EVOLUTION!!" Once more, the fractal code burst out of her D.I.G. and surrounded her, transforming her once again. "IceLadyDevimon!" She cried, bursting out of the cocoon of data. Amy quite enjoyed being a Digimon, and took to the cold power within her very well. She took a glance at Wyzel and gave a crooked smile. "Sorry, love. If I disobey, I'll never see my darling brother again. It's nothing personal. FREEZE!!!" IceLadyDevimon let out a blast of frigid air and ice from her mouth at Wyzel. The sheer temperature would freeze him solid, turning him into a living ice sculpture. However, he would not be alive for long. IceLadyDevimon opened her hand and a spear of ice formed in it. "FROZEN SPEAR!!" IceLadyDevimon hurled the spear at Wyzel's body, hitting him square in the chest. His frozen body would shatter into pieces and fall to the ground. A cloud of dark smoke rose out of the shards and vanished into the air, as Wyzel's soul was banished to a far away level of the Dark Area.
"Very good, Amy," GranDracmon said, clapping slowly. "You will progress nicely, especially with Costt as your mentor. In turn, you will help guide your brethren as their spirits awaken. Now, leave me. I shall call upon you when you are needed." GranDracmon waved his hand and a dark portal opened in front of Costt and Amy, now back in her human form. When they stepped through it, they would find themselves in the Hybrid Hall, where they could rest.
"Thank you, GranDracmon, sir. Your kindness is much appreciated," Amy turned to Costt and nodded with a slight smile. When Costt was ready, she would walk with him through the portal.
"Wyzel, welcome home. You have been missed. I shall have to look into the method you used to escape. In any case, I was quite amused by the show you have just put on. I must say, I found your antics most.....disappointing." GranDracmon took a step forward and continued to speak. "You seem to have a fascination with the Hybrid spirits, so allow me to introduce you to two more. To my left, Costt Maferon, borne of my dark powers, he is the clone of Scott Foreman and Anti-Hybrid of Fire. To my right, Amy Breese. She is the sister of Anddrew Breese, and I have granted her his power of Ice. Hybrids, this is Wyzel, whose absence these past few years has not gone unnoticed. However, he was not strong enough to be any real threat. Until he started messing with spirits, it seems. Now, however, he is back to his original state; weak, and helpless," GranDracmon was staring intently at Wyzel as he spoke. Even without being able to see his eyes, the dark aura he was giving off could be clearly felt by everyone in the room, and it gave off a physical weight to it that bared down on everyone's shoulders. He suddenly snapped his fingers and dark chains erupted from the ground and attached themselves to Wyzel's wrists, rendering him immobile. His screams for mercy would go unanswered. "Now, Amy. You asked me why you are here and why I gave you this power. Take this to be your first lesson. Your primary purpose is to punish those who stand in my way. Now you will use your new powers to teach this traitor a lesson. Go ahead, my dear." GranDracmon backed up into his throne once more and folded his hands in front of him.
Amy was hesitant about the situation she found herself in. She had never been a particularly violent person before. However, the carnage that Costt created in the asylum didn't seem to affect her, so she decided to see for herself what would happen if she was the one causing the carnage. She stepped forward. "Yes, sir," she said, and raised her hand once more to the sky. "SPIRIT EVOLUTION!!" Once more, the fractal code burst out of her D.I.G. and surrounded her, transforming her once again. "IceLadyDevimon!" She cried, bursting out of the cocoon of data. Amy quite enjoyed being a Digimon, and took to the cold power within her very well. She took a glance at Wyzel and gave a crooked smile. "Sorry, love. If I disobey, I'll never see my darling brother again. It's nothing personal. FREEZE!!!" IceLadyDevimon let out a blast of frigid air and ice from her mouth at Wyzel. The sheer temperature would freeze him solid, turning him into a living ice sculpture. However, he would not be alive for long. IceLadyDevimon opened her hand and a spear of ice formed in it. "FROZEN SPEAR!!" IceLadyDevimon hurled the spear at Wyzel's body, hitting him square in the chest. His frozen body would shatter into pieces and fall to the ground. A cloud of dark smoke rose out of the shards and vanished into the air, as Wyzel's soul was banished to a far away level of the Dark Area.
"Very good, Amy," GranDracmon said, clapping slowly. "You will progress nicely, especially with Costt as your mentor. In turn, you will help guide your brethren as their spirits awaken. Now, leave me. I shall call upon you when you are needed." GranDracmon waved his hand and a dark portal opened in front of Costt and Amy, now back in her human form. When they stepped through it, they would find themselves in the Hybrid Hall, where they could rest.
"Thank you, GranDracmon, sir. Your kindness is much appreciated," Amy turned to Costt and nodded with a slight smile. When Costt was ready, she would walk with him through the portal.