"Colonel, your report!"
"I'm sorry, sir, but we did everything possible to scare those children away... they just won't go away and leave us alone," a Numemon with a whiny voice said to the figure that was sitting in the darkness in front of him.
"I see..." a calm voice spoke up. "Keep trying, though, but don't let them know that it was I who sent you... understood?"
"Understood, sir!" Colonel Numemon saluted and turned around to a Numemon who had a lower rank than him. "You heard him, Captain: Continue the assault on the intruders while keeping our general's identity secret!"
"Yes, sir!" The Captain saluted. He then turned around to face another Numemon. "Lieutenant, you know your orders!"
The Lieutenant turned around to the Sergeant. "Sergeant, I want you to inform the troops!"
"Right away, sir!" the Sergeant said and turned around to face the last Numemon in the room. "Okay, Private, you know your mission!"
"Y-yes, sir..." the young soldier muttered nervously.
On his seat (which was really just a fixed office chair), Myotismon sighed. Why did those militaristic slime Digimon always make things so complicated?
"You are still all here?" he asked inn annoyance. "Get out and take care of the intruders already!"
"Right away, sir!" the Colonel, Captain, Lieutenant, Sergeant and Private shouted at once as they slithered out of the room.
The powerful vampire Digimon sighed. "Maybe I shouldn't have come to the city..." he muttered. "My old manor on the countryside had so much more style than these abandoned ruins... still, this is the only place I managed to find in town where I can have my peace and quiet at daytimes..."
"You need to relax, sire!" a soothing multitude of voices came out of the darkness. "The Numemon will take care of everything..."
"Yes, but those slimy Digimon aren't the most competent servants I had in all those years..." Myotismon sighed. "Still, I didn't want to chase them out of their home when I came here... and it kinda pleases me that they made me their 'general'." He tapped his finger against his chin. "Now, what to do with those intruders... if they find me, I will be hunted down by those vampire hunters... And the Numemon won't be able to drive them away, I already know as much."
"Do you want us to get rid of them, sire?"
Myotismon shook his head. "No, no violence, please! That is unrefined! Well, but maybe I can convince them... to stay..."
He arrived at a decision. "Pipismon, please go to those so-called 'Tamers' and invite them to be my guests. Maybe they will tell me why they have come. But don't let them know that it was I who sent the Numemon."
"As you wish, sire!" the voices of the three bat-like Digimon said at onces as they flew out of their dark corner and out of the room.
Myotismon looked around the wrecked office room that was now his bed-chamber. "Ah well, maybe I should tidy up a bit before my guests arrive..."
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"Fist of the Beast Queen!" Nalamon shouted, as her attack forced the remaining Numemon to retreat. She smiled. "Easy as pie!"
"I would have helped you, but my hands are full..." Renamon murmured.
Kitmon clapped her tiny forelegs in excitement. "Yay Nalamon! Youre the bestest!"
Nalamon chuckled. She thought it was funny how Kitmon was looking up at her and her fighting abilities... back when they were normal humans, it was her who saw Rika as a role model.
"I really wonder why this laboratory is so big," Canismon said. "Why would Professor McCoy need such a huge facility?"
"I would be more interested what he needed those human-sized glass tubes for we saw in that other room..." BlueCeratomon spoke up. "What kind of experiments did he do in here?"
"We will find out after we found those documents, I'm sure," Renamon said.
Kitmon yawned. Now that the Numemon were gone, she got bored pretty quickly. "Can we go now?" she murmured. "This is boring..."
Kenta sweatdropped. "Man, she almost sounds like Kazu when he's at school..."
Renamon sighed. "Rika, we still need to find those documents."
"Don't need no stoopid mockuments..." Kitmon mumbled. "Put me down, you're no fun..."
"Okay, but stay nearby..." She carefully put her tiny sister down to the ground.
Kitmon hopped up to Canismon. "Harmony, I wanna play!"
"Huh?" the dog-girl said in confusion. "But... I don't think this is the time to play, Rika..."
Kitmon started to sniffle. "You all hate me..."
"Oh, heck... Rika couldn't have been THAT annoying as a kid, could she?" BlueCeratomon groaned.
"Excuse us..." someone suddenly said. Three voices that spoke at once, actually...
"Huh?" Nalamon looked around. "Who's there?"
Three furry Digimon with flapping wings, large ears and jaws and several sharp sickles as claws came flying towards them.
Kitmon whimpered and hid behind Canismon's legs. "Scary..." she whined.
"Who are you?" Terriermon asked in a suspicious voice.
"Do not be alarmed," the Pipismon said as one. "We wish you no harm. We are here on behalf of our master, who wishes to talk to you..."
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