Chapter Word Count: 1,597||Story Word Count: 18,806||Chapter Count: 12/12

Daisuke started to open his mouth, to say that wasn't his name, to say that he wanted to know where he was and how to get out of here, if he were away from the Kaiser, then he wanted to go home.

Every word died when Jikomon spread his wings and each feather shimmered like a rainbow, drawing Daisuke's attention irrevocably. His mind blanked out and he sat where he was, empty and accepting.

"You are Akigaramon. That is your name. That is the only name that you know or care about. I am Jikomon: your master. You obey my every command without hesitation or complaint or protest. You love obeying me. It makes you happy. You know nothing of anyone else but me. You don't want to know of anyone else but me. I am your lord, your master, your owner. Your creator and father gave you to me."

He was aware, vaguely, of a hand touching him. His master's hand. He leaned into it at once.

"Will you be my obedient slave, Akigaramon?"

Deep underneath, in the part of his mind not ensnared by Jikomon's hypnotic wings, Motomiya Daisuke struggled and fought, straining with all of his might against the effect, as he'd tried his hardest to fight the Kaiser.

But this was different. This came after too much fighting, too much rage and fear. This offered rest and peace and calm, comfort and security that he hadn't had in too long.

He bent his head, nuzzling against that warm hand. "Yes, master." How could he be anything else? This was what he'd been designed for.

Jikomon stroked the side of Akigaramon's face. Such a handsome creature. His creator might be one of the most hideous Digimon that ever existed, but he'd fashioned a child of amazing wonder.

And now that child belonged to him, to do with as he pleased. Jikomon had several ideas on what would please him as well. He drew Akigaramon close to him and pressed his lips onto his new slave, hungrily sucking, while his hands slowly disposed of Akigaramon's clothing.

There wasn't any need for that, not here and not now. He'd awaited this moment for so long.

"Are you ready to start pleasing me, Akigaramon?" Jikomon asked, now starting to take careful note of which parts of Akigaramon's body reacted to his touches and how.

He was rather pleased to find out that most of them reacted – which wasn't a surprise, given that one of his purposes was sensual pleasure – and they reacted just as he'd hoped they would.

"Yes, master," Akigaramon murmured. "Whatever you say."

Oh, Jikomon loved that indeed. What a wonderful way to begin a relationship.

And it would be one that would last for a very long time. The Kaiser could not find this place, nor could any of the Chosen. He would be safe here with his prize forever.

He pulled Akigaramon down onto the bed with him. What a wonderful day today was.

V-mon kept running. He didn't know what the Kaiser had in mind and that worried him. What he did know was that the other Chosen needed to know about the stranger who'd taken Daisuke, and never even given him a glance.

At least the Kaiser kept them together. He took good care of Daisuke, though that whole thing with trying to make Daisuke obeyed him without actually putting a Ring or Spiral on him worried V-mon right down to his core.

But if they could find a way to get to him, then he could go home.

"V-mon!"

His head snapped up and he saw Tailmon and Hawkmon, Armadimon and Patamon, with their partners, looking at him. Gabumon and Tentomon were there too, as were Yamato and Koushirou.

V-mon practically fell down in front of them, panting, as Hikari came closer, going down next to him.

"Where's Daisuke? Did he get away too?" Hikari asked, rummaging in a bag she had and bringing out some water. He grabbed onto it gratefully once she held it out to him and couldn't answer until he'd finished it.

Kaiser told him not to tell them anything. As much as he wanted, he couldn't just stay silent, though. This was for Daisuke's sake.

"I didn't get away. Kaiser let me go." V-mon took in great breaths of air. "Someone kidnapped Daisuke. Someone who wasn't the Kaiser."

All of them froze at once, glances flying between them thick and fast. V-mon kept on going, wanting to say what he could before whatever plans the Kaiser had took effect.

"He was like an angel. He had a lot of wings and they glowed all colors. He just came in and took Daisuke and no one said anything. It was like they knew him or something. But I never saw him before, and he wasn't wearing a Ring or a Spiral."

Koushirou typed on his laptop, fingers flying and an anger in his eyes V-mon didn't think that he'd ever seen before. Then he flipped it around to show an analyzer screen. "Is this him?"

V-mon looked up and his jaw dropped. "That's it! That's him! Who is he? You know him?"

"I know him. I wish I didn't." Koushirou seldom said that about anyone.

"I thought that would be the case."

Everyone jumped when the Kaiser leaped down from above, the AirDramon that carried him hovering in place. He stalked closer, eyes right on Koushirou and Yamato.

"Greetings, Anbumon." His gaze flicked to Yamato, then Koushirou. "And you, Oushimon."

Yamato's hands twitched and a pair of long-bladed swords appeared in them. V-mon just stared, too exhausted from his run and from searching for them to do much else.

Kaiser didn't appear very impressed, either. "I can do that too." And with a flick of his hands, nearly identical swords appeared. "But we can discuss tricks later. We have a mutual problem: Jikomon has taken Daisuke."

Koushirou was already typing on his laptop again, tilted toward the Kaiser now.

"That's our problem, not yours," Yamato said, still keeping his weapons turned toward the Kaiser. V-mon thought that was a smart move. No one should ever take their eyes off of him.

"It's mine, because Daisuke is mine." He flicked a small stick towards them and Koushirou caught it with one quick hand. "All the information I have on him. You'll see that he needs me. Especially after I put so much time into his training." Kaiser smirked before he kept talking. "I propose an alliance. Temporary, of course. The two of you will work with me to find Jikomon and put Daisuke back into my control, where he belongs."

"Hey, what about us?" Miyako snapped, hands on her hips. "Why don't we get a share in this?"

Kaiser gave her a glance, lip curling. "Because you have no idea of what you are, and I need strong fighters to get through Jikomon's defenses and to fight Jikomon himself." He jerked one hand toward Yamato. "He and I together could take out Jikomon. But your little Armor evolutions won't do anything more than tickle him, if that much." He turned his attention back to Koushirou. "Am I wrong, Oushimon?"

"Don't use that name." Koushirou bit the words off. "It's not yours to use." He hesitated for a few seconds before he looked at Miyako. "But he's right. If he is the son of who I think he is, then he and Yamato could tear Jikomon apart like a wet tissue in a straight fight. I don't think Jikomon is going to want to fight a straight fight, though. It's not something you're suited for."

Miyako raised one fist and was about to say something else when the Kaiser interrupted.

"Have you finished running your little Analyzer on me? So you know who I am?"

"You're the Kaiser. What else can you be?" Iori wanted to know. Kaiser glanced toward him.

"Far more than you can take."

Yamato was the one who answered Iori properly, though. "He's Akogimon. The secondborn son of Piemon."

Murmurs of confusion and annoyance ran through almost all of the Chosen. Takeru's fists clenched as he stared at his brother.

"Then he's…"

Yamato nodded, a look of disgust unlike anything V-mon had ever seen before crossing his face. "He's my half-brother."

Kaiser smirked. "How glad you finally noticed. I've known about you for a long time, dear Anbumon. And don't tell me not to use that name. I'm quite looking forward to bringing that side of you out to the front."

"Don't hold your breath." Yamato snapped. "It'll never happen."

"We'll see about that." Kaiser stared at the two of them. "Have you made up your minds? Every moment that you delay is another moment Jikomon has with Daisuke."

Koushirou looked at Yamato. "I don't think we have much of a choice. I can ask them for more information but the fastest way to get Daisuke back is going to be going to Jikomon's palace. And the two of you – together, you'll be able to get through anything that he puts in front of you."

Yamato nodded grimly before he looked at Takeru. "Let the others know. I'm hoping this won't take too long. We'll keep in touch." He brandished his D-Terminal.

"You'd better." Takeru threw his arms around his brother for a moment. "Hurry back. With Daisuke. I don't want to have to hear Taichi ranting about this."

Yamato nodded, and the two of them headed for the Kaiser's AirDramon, V-mon following. He wasn't going to let them rescue his partner without him.

The End

Notes: So, we end with an uneasy alliance – and can they really trust Kaiser? No, probably not. And then there's Jikomon and Daisuke...and how does Koushirou know Jikomon? I hinted already, but did you catch it?

I'll write the sequel in due time. It might take a while, as I'm at least trying to get some other things finished. But the time will come. I promise.