Post by shivdeeviant on May 13, 2011 19:32:50 GMT -5
(Continued from Converging in the Realm of Evil)
Demidevimon flew slowly down the hallway, dwelling on his involvement in latest events. His boss had cast him away in his moment of triumph, promising rewards and yet keeping Demidevimon from the only reward he wanted. Demidevimon only wanted to be at his boss' side when he took victory. He wanted to be his boss' number one man. He tried hard in everything he did, always looking to advance Devimon's cause. And just when he thought he had come up with something truly grand...
His boss had sent him away.
Wait, had he sent Demidevimon away? Demidevimon looked around at the metal walls that lead into the comforting darkness. This was to be the next focus of Devimon's grand plan, the Data Factory. Did Devimon not say that he would join Demidevimon here? And with blood of the chosen in hand? Devimon had sent Demidevimon forward. Demidevimon was to secure Devimon's influence here in the factory. Peacockmon had been acting above his station lately, and Demidevimon would need to keep an eye on him for his master. Devimon's power was all, and Demidevimon was his right hand.
Devimon's will made flesh.
Demidevimon chuckled to himself, his smile stretching from one side of his head to the other. What Devimon was really saying was that these chosen children were no threat at all! They weren't enough to warrant a moment of triumph in their defeat. What was imoportant was the plan. Devimon's plan to control all with the shards of viral code.
Demidevimon stopped, hovering in the air, contemplating his next move.
Demidevimon flew slowly down the hallway, dwelling on his involvement in latest events. His boss had cast him away in his moment of triumph, promising rewards and yet keeping Demidevimon from the only reward he wanted. Demidevimon only wanted to be at his boss' side when he took victory. He wanted to be his boss' number one man. He tried hard in everything he did, always looking to advance Devimon's cause. And just when he thought he had come up with something truly grand...
His boss had sent him away.
Wait, had he sent Demidevimon away? Demidevimon looked around at the metal walls that lead into the comforting darkness. This was to be the next focus of Devimon's grand plan, the Data Factory. Did Devimon not say that he would join Demidevimon here? And with blood of the chosen in hand? Devimon had sent Demidevimon forward. Demidevimon was to secure Devimon's influence here in the factory. Peacockmon had been acting above his station lately, and Demidevimon would need to keep an eye on him for his master. Devimon's power was all, and Demidevimon was his right hand.
Devimon's will made flesh.
Demidevimon chuckled to himself, his smile stretching from one side of his head to the other. What Devimon was really saying was that these chosen children were no threat at all! They weren't enough to warrant a moment of triumph in their defeat. What was imoportant was the plan. Devimon's plan to control all with the shards of viral code.
Demidevimon stopped, hovering in the air, contemplating his next move.