A Battle Mirage

Theos had been running and stopping looking for them in the distance. Then running again his pace quickening with each second. "Ahh!" What was that cry just now? Theos picked up his pace even more. It had sounded like Kemba. "Yggdrasil, you turn me on at such the wrong times....maybe I should spare some time to torture you a bit." He said licking his lips. Kemba looked at him with surprise and fear, "R-Right now?" Kemba asked. Dark Theos kicked Kemba in the chest plate knocking him on his back, "Yes...blame yourself, you damn kitty...I want to hurt you so badly it is just to sexy." Theos saw Kemba on the ground his hooves beating the ground as he didn't slow one bit. Like a charging bull he aimed to body check his double. If he was sent flying Theos would growl and stand protectively over Kemba.

"Impostor, you dare try to harm him," Theos growl slowly broke into a snarl. "You head is mine." His clay like fur bristled. He jumped over o attack him his teeth snapping at the impostor with an uncontained fury. Just like in the ring he aimed to hit then break away. He knew his own moves by heart. He would defeat this fiend.

Dark Theos was stopped before he could have his fun, yelping as Theos collided into him and sending him into the sand. "Impostor, you dare try to harm him!" Kemba looked at this stranger standing over him who just hit Theos, "Your head is mine." Dark Theos looked up shaking his head from the fall. Kemba glared at Theos and brought his feet up, kicking away the unsuspecting prince. "Don't you dare harm my Theos!!" Kemba yelled standing up. He rushed over to Dark Theos's side, helping him up. "Theos are you okay?" Dark Theos nodded, "Thank you Kemba." Dark Theos said with a smile and looked at Theos, "I hadn't planned on meeting you...this is unexpected." Dark Theos said. "Who the hell is this Theowmon?" Kemba asked looking strangely at Theos the same way Kim had before. "I don't know Kemba, I've never met this person before but he seems to want to do me harm for some reason." Dark Theos said, Kemba embraced Dark Theos closely and looked at Theos, "He'll have to go through me first! Hey, you! Theowmon! What's wrong with you attacking us like that! You have a lot of nerve!" Kemba stood up and drew his sword. Dark Theos grinned, "I suppose killing you was unavoidable after all. To think, all I had to do was just make it to Bai Hu and talk to grandpa, the last piece of our heart to complete the spell. You couldn't just continue looking for Midas and Belle could you!?" Dark Theos yelled. Kemba didn't seem to react to anything Dark Theos was saying, clearly an effect of the enchantment. "You should give up now, you can't take on me and my slutty kitty." Dark Theos said snarling at Theos.

Theos stepped away with a oomph. What was going on? Kemba....he didn't recognize him. Just like Kim. This.....he can't take this. To have been forgotten so easily. Why? How? He wanted to scream I am Theos. Something told him he wouldn't listen however....he had to try though right? 

"Kemba.....I am Theos. Don't you remember the mines? Surely you haven't forgotten Dan as well," Theos pleaded. If he didn't listen there was only one thing he could do and that was get rid of what was causing him to forget. This impostor. He would dance out of Kemba's reach and go straight for the Theowmon. He dodge away if Kemba tried his special attack. Thing was with him in between them dodging would mean the attack would possibly hit the other Theowmon. If Kemba made the move to attack again he'd try to pounce on the impostor. Keeping him in the way of any possible attacks.

He had to confuse Kemba to take him out of the battle either way. This had to be between them. Even if Kemba hesitated he would attack. He'd aim to jump on the other Theowmon and if he dodged he would pursue with a bite. His feet kicking up loose sand as he went. If Kemba went to attack he'd kick up sand at him to blind him so he didn't have to hurt him.

BATTLE START!

Theos Level 14

vs.

Dark Theos Level 13
Kemba Level 18

"Kemba.....I am Theos. Don't you remember the mines? Surely you haven't forgotten Dan as well," Theos exclaimed and it caused Kemba to clench the hilt of his blade, "How long have you been stalking us? Are you from Bai Hu? Are you one of Ara's tricks!? Don't EVER talk about Dan or the mines!" Kemba yelled. As Theos charged them, Kemba slashed at him with his sword. Theos dodged out of the way and went for Dark Theos who was grinning. Theos pounced onto Dark Theos, who would use the momentum given to him thanks to the pounce to rest his hind legs under Theos, and push into his gut with all his strength to throw Theos behind him. Dark Theos would return to his feet and bare his teeth at Theos, Kemba running to Dark Theos's side. "I know everything you do, do you think something like that will work?" He said. "Theos, let's show this creep the power of our bond!" Kemba said putting his sword out. "Sure, Kemba." He touched Kemba's hilt and instead of a blue aura, a deep shade of purple emanated from them. The blade became the same color and it was quite large, it was incredibly sinister. "This is the power of our love." Dark Theos taunted, "You don't stand a chance!" Kemba added. "Aurora Blazer!" Kemba yelled releasing the evil power from the blade that ripped through the sand aimed at Theos. Dark Theos, knowing that Theos would likely dodge it, would run to where his original would maybe be and leap with his mouth open and attempt to bite Theos in the side. If successful, he'd pull away before Theos could respond with a counter attack, "Your blood tastes worse then Kemba's..." He would say.

Should he be unsuccessful, he'd continue running away from Theos looking back at him and running back to Kemba's side. "You know, Kemba will be entirely mine soon. The spell is nearing the point of permanency! Then I'll torture him forever!" Dark Theos would say successful or not. Kemba drew his sword in either scenario, waiting for an opportunity to attack again.

Theos was sent head over heels and landed on his side with a thud. The mention of Ara boiling his blood. This bastard what had he done to Kemba? He got up his entire hide standing on end. Theos jumped away his landing compromised by his doppelganger. The hoof to be bit launched out instead going right in his mouth to choke him. He'd try to stomp down and pin his jaw to the ground. Either way with his hoof in his mouth he had a chance to take a bite and so he would attempt to working through the pain of no doubt the grinding of his foes teeth. If Kemba attacked to try and hit him he'd swing his body around using his foe like a pivot to put him between them. 

If for some reason his foot didn't get shoved into his mouth he would pursue but stop suddenly and kick up sand at the pair to try to blind them. Dodging away from any attempted attacks. He was done talking. The only thing on his mind in either scenario was Kemba. This was his fault he was naive, weak, and angry. He could only repent by rectifying what it was he has done. He had to learn and become strong. He had to win this for Kembas sake not him own. No price was too great. He'd sacrifice life and limb for him....only to let him go. This was too dangerous and he loved him too much.

Theos did manage to put his hoof into Dark Theos mouth, but he clamped down before it went into his throat. He pulled his head up with equal force as Theos pulled down causing a stalemate. Just as Theos predicted, Dark Theos would bite into the hoof, grinding his teeth. Bone would be little trouble to bite into given their powerful jaws, as Theos had proven against the Yellow Bomb and his collarbone. Dark Theos was growling ferociously as he bit down, increasing the pressure. His teeth were not getting off easy however as some of his canines began to crack. Kemba came charging in to assist Dark Theos, Theos noticing his lost mate, pivoted to place Dark Theos, in between himself and Kemba. Kemba reacted quickly, jumping up and over Dark Theos, his fist drawn "Sugar Pound!" Kemba aimed for Theos back, Dark Theos attempted to pull at his original's leg to discourage an attempt at dodging or fighting back.

If successful, Dark Theos would release the downed Theos choosing not to damage his teeth any further. He had hoped that Theos hoof was just as damaged. Kemba raised his sword and pointed it at Theos. "I stole your mate, your friends...and I will steal Jared.. your only family. Not before stealing your life, there is only room for one Theos...and that's me." Dark Theos said, his fur standing on end, circling him. "I think though it would be better if I had the slutty feline gut you. Best part about it is, he doesn't even know your the real person he loves. That's what makes this all the more better." Dark Theos looked at Kemba. "Kill this Cursed Exodus crony, Kemba! Ara cannot be allowed to get away with this any longer. She needs to be shown that Dan's life will be the only one she takes from us!" Dark Theos yelled. Kemba nodded and would stand in front of Theos glaring at him, Theos could see his eyes were almost entirely blackened. There was just a bit of white left. "You hurt the person I love the most, that I cannot forgive. Dan...Dan brought us together and you will not stain his legacy!" Kemba said clenching his sword. He raised it over his head and slashed downward in an attempt to behead Theos. It was unidirectional and extremely easy to dodge, Theos was no where near a condition that this attack could work. For someone trying to kill Theos, he certainly wasn't doing a good job. Was it possible there was a very small peice of Kemba fighting the enchantment.

If unsuccessful in his punch, Kemba would dodge any attempt at countering. Dark Theos would try and release his grip from Theos hoof, move his snout up and bite at the flesh of his leg instead to try and at the very least slow Theos down. Kemba would stand at the ready with his sword drawn.

Theos watched Kemba jump over him with fist at the ready. He felt the beginning of a tug and instead of resisting he threw his body into it dodging Kembas attack. And aiming to pin the evil theowmon down. His momentum was too much however and he would go over pulling free in the process. He landed with a limp. He turned to them snarling. Theos rushed forward again dodging to the side of any attacks. Aiming to body check this fiend. Kemba looked so weak however. What had he been doing to him? Now that he was this close there was patches of fur missing. If he managed to dodge his body check he would retreat to a safe distance ready to dodge. If he hit however he would turn his head and kick out with his back hooves at Kemba to knock him away. His heart aching.

"What have you done to him," He would ask either way. This was the power of black magic. "The king told me of your black magic. I do not know what Sheila wants from me but she will not have it. And neither will you Exodus scum. You'll never take everyone I hold dear. Jared, Cora, Kemba......even Kim and Blake, you will never have them so long as I am alive!" Theos barked. 

He would press his attack even harder now. His teeth aiming to strip sinew from bone. He snarled as he pressured his foe. aiming to rip apart his face and neck. His thoughts going blank and instincts taking over just like in the ring he was aiming to maim and kill. Only this time he would do it. His thoughts of family and friends becoming distant in his rage. If Kemba moved in to attack with blade or fist he would dodge and kick for his chest. Aiming for the already weak ribs he knew were there. Maim....or kill....

Dark Theos bared his teeth at Theos as he zipped by him from throwing himself back to avoid the punch releasing Dark Theo's grip on his hoof. Dark Theos charged Theos when Theos ran forward, he jumped over Theos like a hurdle when Theos tried to body check him, and countered by bucking his back legs at Theos who escaped to a safe distance. Dark Theos turned snarling and baring his fangs once more with fur standing on end. Kemba tried to intercept Theos but was kicked in the chest plate and stumbled backwards in the sand. He held his chest and glared at Theos. "What have you done to him!?" Dark Theos perked up his head at the question, "The king told me of your black magic. I do not know what Sheila wants from me but she will not have it. And neither will you Exodus scum. You'll never take everyone I hold dear. Jared, Cora, Kemba......even Kim and Blake, you will never have them so long as I am alive!" Dark Theos became a bit worried, there were names in there he did not know. It seemed he was not summoned immediately which means, he did not have all of Theos's memories. Trying to convince Theo's loved ones just came off the table, it was either kill Theos or die himself. Theos charged like a mad animal and Dark Theos ran in the opposite direction towards Kemba, who dodged forward covering Dark Theos's retreat, he missed his initial attack and Theos kicked him for it. It was harder then the last causing him to go airborne into the sand.

Dark Theos began laughing, "It seems Sheila waited to long to summon me from the Dark Area, I am an incomplete version of you after all! Now, my only chance of survival is to kill you...you should have never followed me....you could have won." Dark Theos growled. "As for Kemba, even though turning him was completely useless...I still have feelings for him. I am you after all, I love him deeply and I will fight for him. His cries of pain and agony when I bite into his flesh and make him bleed, are so arousing I can't live without it. His face distorts so nicely when he cries, it's pure euphoria!" Dark Theos said licking his lips. Also, I'm not Cursed Exodus...I hate them just as much as you and he does. Dark Helix was the one who brought me to this world, for profit. I broke free of Sheila and decided to live my own life, but I need to get rid of you to do it! I will complete my enchantment over Kemba's mind and make him permanently mine! After all, the way you just kicked him around...doesn't look like he means much to you after all...or maybe you're just like me and find his misery sexy? Don't you just want to hurt him? He makes the cutest noises....I should probably stop before I get to aroused. Bad for life or death battles after all." Dark Theos glared at Theos. "Time to end your life, this world only needs one Theos!" Dark Theos ran at Theos, taking care to watch for his fangs. He would kill Theos in his jaws, but he had to avoid Theos own. He knew how dangerous Theos was so he'd play it safe and keep a distance circling to try and bite Theos in his side when the opportunity presented itself.

Kemba grabbed his chest a bit as he rose from the sand, he started running towards the ensuing battle.

"It seems Sheila waited to long to summon me from the Dark Area, I am an incomplete version of you after all! Now, my only chance of survival is to kill you...you should have never followed me....you could have won." Won? If his chance of surviving was to kill him then he could beat him. . "As for Kemba, even though turning him was completely useless...I still have feelings for him. I am you after all, I love him deeply and I will fight for him. His cries of pain and agony when I bite into his flesh and make him bleed, are so arousing I can't live without it. His face distorts so nicely when he cries, it's pure euphoria!" Theos growled. "Also, I'm not Cursed Exodus...I hate them just as much as you and he does. Dark Helix was the one who brought me to this world, for profit. I broke free of Sheila and decided to live my own life, but I need to get rid of you to do it! I will complete my enchantment over Kemba's mind and make him permanently mine! After all, the way you just kicked him around...doesn't look like he means much to you after all...or maybe you're just like me and find his misery sexy? Don't you just want to hurt him? He makes the cutest noises....I should probably stop before I get to aroused. Bad for life or death battles after all." He didn't want to hurt him but he had to knock him out of the battle or risk his life. He was sure in the light of all that has happened he would defend this fiend to the death otherwise. His spell was simply too strong. "Time to end your life, this world only needs one Theos!"

The evil theowmon lunged at him and then began circling. His teeth bared in warning as he circled the doppelganger in return. The shadow of Kemba coming into his line of sight. If he had to kill him then it was time to break them apart. Kemba was injured and would fall behind them he was sure. Theos snapped at his foes ear then fled. His one bad leg held to his body as he ran. It didn't seem to slow him one bit only having three reliable legs. How often had he broken then falling from great heights in the mountains. It made him just as deft now as ever. He wouldn't be able to out run his foe for long but he could separate him from Kemba. And thus the power attack that he wields with his sword.

Dark Theos pulled away when Theos snapped at him, returning a quick snap of his own but he didn't pursue him and instead stood at Kemba's side grinning at Theos. "I knew you would try to separate us because that is exactly what I would do. No, you fight, and kill us both or die trying." He said standing firm by Kemba's side. Kemba looked at Dark Theos and then back at Theos, "Yea! No way we will split up, though the only person whose going to die is you!" Kemba said drawing his sword. Dark Theos touched the hilt and the purple aura returned, "Aurora Blazer!!" Kemba said launching the wave of energy at Theos. "Kemba!" Dark Theos said, guiding Kemba's hands, "Again!" He called. "Aurora Blazer!" Using Dark Theos as a guide, Kemba fired a second one in the direction Dark Theos assumed Theos would try and dodge in. "You can't escape, when I know what you'll do and as long as the slutty kitty is my ally, you'll fail!" He said.

So much for that plan. At least he was far enough away to dodge the attacks. He just had to keep moving. He ran a circle around them dodging any attacks they would make. He may be injured but between the arena and the mine he had learned to work through pain and tiredness. There was nothing that could stop him. He would stop suddenly should they still be swinging to let one go by in front of him. 

"We can do this all day," Theos would call. "Are you a coward or will you fight an injured digimon one on one. Come now show me the shadow of myself. Let us fight to the death me and you alone. After all one unwilling to fight for himself.....well are you really worthy of wielding a weapon digimon. Come now prove to me you can take my place. Prove to me you can be a prince. That you are worthy to wear a crown like me. I doubt you could. A mere shadow that wouldn't exist if not for others. If not for my blood running through your veins. You are nothing," Theos spat.

How long would he have to survive he wondered. 24-hours? 10? It didn't matter he had no intention of dying. He was ready to dodge any attacks.

Although he predicted correctly, Aurora blazer was to slow in such a wide battlefield, he was wasting precious time. He had to decide what was more important, what would force his original to his knees? There was but one thing he knew for certain, he had to threaten the one they both loved. After all, should he fail Kemba would not be his anyway. Still, he could not deny how much it hurt to do this. He wasn't lying, he did feel love for Kemba but not more then his own life. "That's the difference between you and me Theos!" He called out, "You try to use words to lure your opponent into a one on one battle! That is why you'll always be inferior! I don't know what you mean by crown but it doesn't matter!" Dark Theos pushed Kemba to his knees, "Th-Theos...what are you doing...?" Kemba said, Dark Theos teared up a bit but choked it back, "Forgive me Kemba, but...I can't afford to waste anymore time...I do love you...I really do..." Kemba looked at him worryingly, "Theos you're scaring me." Kemba said, "Do me a favor and lay on your stomach face down okay?" Dark Theos asked softly, for a moment, he sounded just like the original. "What about the Theowmon?" Dark Theos shook his head and smiled "I'll handle it, just do as I say. Cover your ears." Dark Theos said, Kemba hesitated but nodded in acknowledgment and did as he was instructed. Dark Theos placed a hoof on Kemba's back and stared at Theos, "I don't want to do this but I will....if you don't comply with my demands, I'll bite through Kemba's neck. Surrender your life to me, or we both lose him forever." Dark Theos said opening his jaws and placing his canines on Kemba's neck. The sky was turning twilight, time was running out.

Theos watched.....what was he doing? It became perfectly clear all too soon however. "I don't want to do this but I will....if you don't comply with my demands, I'll bite through Kemba's neck. Surrender your life to me, or we both lose him forever." His blood ran cold. He had no choice...Theos bowed his head in defeat. He tried approaching slowly so that this fiend could deliver a final blow to him. His will to resist cracked by the thought of Kembas death but his mind wasn't and his will was far from shattered. Kemba wouldn't want to live a slave. If ordered to stop he would. His gaze shifting from Kemba to this fiend. He was ready for this. One last move between then. Either he died.....or his foe did. He was prepared come what may.

"I surrender my life to you so that he may live," Theos said once he stopped either way. His gaze slowly hardening...he had a reason to live. And a title to live up to. He raised his head proudly and stared this impostor in the eye. "Mark my words even dead I'll come back and haunt your ass." Theos said with a smirk.

If he let Kemba go for Kemba to finish him off he'd dodge around him and kick him away from the evil theowmon. Placing himself in a compromising position between them. A place he would stay even if attacked. He would kick Kemba in the chest again if he tried to attack. If the dark one tried however he'd let him get ahold of his shoulder of possibly leg so that his neck was open for a bite. He would put as much pressure into it as he could to break his neck and free Kemba before he could attack. If the evil one decided to try and do it himself. When he goes to bite down Theos would rear up and bite at his neck instead with a vice like grip. His hooves kicking out to try and catch his chest.