Diary of an Analog Chapter 4:

By the time I wake up, I realize that my head feels as though it had been struck with a sturdy pole, and that there was an aching pain on the back of my head as I reach around to feel how bad it hurts. It hurts, a lot. I quickly look around, as I see MagnaAngemon surprisingly still in his current form.

"Your Digivice. It is a strange one, but then again, your partner Digimon makes it no less strange from anyone else's. Curious to see you would be partnered with a Digimon with such an immense amount of potential." A voice speaks out, sounding very old in tone and overall sound, and appearing to have an odd accent to it. I look towards the source of the voice in question, and appears there stands a very small, heavily deformed humanoid Digimon covered in a rag and being heavily covered in silver hair from head to toe. By his side is a large pole with a claw attached to it, resembling one of the gloves that Gatomon appears to wear perpetually.

"U-Um… I hate to ask, but mind I ask why you had knocked us out for no reason?" I ask, as MagnaAngemon slowly moves to stand slightly, mostly resting his right arm on his right knee. I look towards the strange, furry Digimon, to see why it could possibly be keeping us here.

"Relax, you weren't knocked out for any longer than a minute. I just had to drag you inside since my city is unknown to everyone else in the world, period. Not unless I allow anyone in, of course." The Digimon speaks, as he looks over towards me as I look rather confused.

"How old are you, anyways? You sound like you've been around for as long as-"

"I'm older than this version of the Digital World itself; I've existed long before the original DigiDestined who tried to defeat the Dark Masters, only to have to seal them away. I've existed long before Gennai, long before the Royal Knights, and long before any other possible faction you could think of. I'm even older than the late Apocalymon." The Digimon speaks, before letting out a hearty chuckle of sorts. I watch as the Digimon moves to look outside of the cardboard house we appear to be in, as MagnaAngemon looks over to me, raising his hand to gesture for me to remain still.

"I had watched as but an observer to the whole ordeal in this small city I call home. My own power is strong, stronger than any one of your own age could ever imagine. All I ever do with this power, however, is simply isolate my city from the rest of the world. I am never discovered by accident by anyone else; to them, I never exist, nor does this city. Only unless..." The Digimon speaks, before moving to question me and MagnaAngemon as he turns around.

"… Unless you specifically allow anyone or thing to enter this city and discover your existence. If you don't allow it, this entire location as well as you mean nothing to the rest of the Digital World." I ask the strange Digimon, as he lets out a hearty laugh.

"Precisely, my boy! For that matter, you're probably wondering who I am. Where are my manners, my dear boy? I am a reclusive Digimon known simply by Jijimon. My Level is irrelevant, but if you want a precise answer, I am what you and others your age refers to as a 'Mega Level'." Jijimon introduces, as I look at him rather shocked, as MagnaAngemon backs up a bit; I look at my partner's actions, only causing my eyes to widen. MagnaAngemon wouldn't so easily back away from any Digimon confronting him, not even our own friends!

"Now then," Jijimon asks the two of us, as he alters the entire surroundings with a wave of a hand, as the three of us wind up in an arena made entirely out of a wire-mesh frame. MagnaAngemon moves to stand, as now he doesn't need to crouch, as he looks towards Jijimon. Jijimon, stomping the pole in his hands into the ground, buries the Gatomon claw-covered end into the ground out of view.

"I want you to do me a favor. I want you to hit me as hard as you can." Jijimon asks us, as I look around, as I realize why I'm even here to begin with.

"Look, Jijimon, I don't know what you have in mind, but if you're associated with this Sigma entity than-"

"That is irrelevant to this situation. You need to learn to begin to forge your own path to glory, not rely on what the elders you know have taught you alone." Jijimon interrupts, as I shoot him a glare.

"But I'm needed to rescue a friend of mine from Sigma lest he-" Jijimon slams his pole into the ground multiple times to keep me quiet, preventing me from getting a word in.

"Curious… You don't even know him, and yet you call him a friend? I'm actually quite impressed… but is it possible for you to back this claim…?" Jijimon asks me, as I try to respond; words are formed in my mind, but every time I try and speak, nothing escapes my mouth. I calm down once I realize that I can't get a word in, even without interruptions occurring. He's right; I don't even know Davis yet, and already I'm referring to him as a friend?

No, no, no! Stop letting this Digimon play you for a fool, Takeru! Clearly he's working for Sigma and trying to just distract you from your mission!

"So you don't know the answer? Hmmm… I guess I made my judgment about you too soon then, young Ishida."

'Young Ishida?' Did this Digimon seriously not know of… Oh… Oh no… Does he not know of the fact d-dad and m-m-mom had…

"Takeru! Calm down! You're beginning to lose control…!" MagnaAngemon begins to speak, as I suddenly experience an odd pain in my mind, an odd ringing occurring in my mind. I look over towards MagnaAngemon, as his white and violet coloration begins to shift in color, as MagnaAngemon lets loose a loud scream of pain and terror.

Takeru passes out right besides MagnaAngemon, as Jijimon merely gazes upon the situation as a whole. MagaAngemon looks as though half of his white wings have shed in favor of black wings, as MagnaAngemon's helmet begins to violently crack away and reveal a cyan eyed, blond haired face underneath as MagnaAngemon's armor breaks apart as raw, robust musculature takes over his torso, arms, and legs, leading him to stand even taller than Jijimon. "MagnaAngemon" gives out a rather psychotic laugh, as he moves to strike Jijimon with his bare hands, now in the form of claws, all the while letting loose a howling, maniacal laughter.

Whatever form MagnaAngemon had become, he now is violently trying to crush Jijimon underneath his claws, but something prevents him from being able to make physical contact. Jijimon, meanwhile, waves his hand as magic circles begin to form around MagnaAngemon's limbs and begin to hold him back to restrain him.

"Now then, if you don't mind me doing you a favor here… Let's see, what did that crazed woman call it? Soul Digitalization?" Jijimon asks, as he snaps his fingers as a powerful beam of energy manifests in the air in front of him, before firing directly into MagnaAngemon's chest; the enlarged form of him rapidly burns away, screaming out in a terrifying roar as it violently sheds out of MagnaAngemon's form. Underneath the form of a corrupted angel, Angemon appears, heavily exhausted, as he looks behind him and sees his own former form crying out with a powerful scream in fury and wrath towards Angemon, as Angemon backs away at the form.

The form taking the shape of a large, humanoid Digimon with leathery wings and devilish horns on it's head.

"Oi, Angemon, perhaps you could do the honors of finishing off your dark half for me?" Jijimon asks, as Angemon doesn't even need to nod or speak, as a powerful, fiery light forms in his hand. Angemon moves back, preparing himself for a full swing forward with his fist. Suddenly lunging with his hand curled into a mighty fist, he moves to suddenly charge forward and propel himself in a massive beam of light, crashing into his darker form as he destroys it down to the very last spec of darkness trying to take form. Angemon, heavily panting a little bit, moves over towards T.K. to see if he's alright.

"Takeru!" Angemon speaks, as he moves to approach him, all the while De-Digivolving back into a small form, now back as Patamon as he flies up to T.K.'s head, shooting a glare at Jijimon.

"What did you do to him? What did you make me do?!" Patamon asks Jijimon, as Jijimon moves to pull his pole out of the ground, before moving over towards T.K., as he lays a hand on T.K.'s head as a bright light surges from it and begins to heal T.K.'s head injury sustained from earlier.

W-What even happened…? What the heck happened?! I felt like the entire world around me just suddenly stopped and then… all of these bizarre entities, just gathering around me, and then… poof. Here I am, standing right now, back to where I was before, as though nothing had happened, except for MagnaAngemon having De-Digivolved back to Patamon.

"P-Patamon… What happened?!" I ask, in complete and utter confusion. However, what is even more confusing, on the other hand, is the fact we're no longer in the strange house at the base of Infinity Mountain.

Now, however, we were standing right outside the crystalline castle floating right beside Infinity Mountain. I look down towards the base of the mountain, where the strange city should've been at.

Nothing is there. What would that strange, old Digimon want with me as to drag me there to begin with? That's besides the point now, however; right now I need to work on figuring out how to infiltrate the castle, as Davis must be inside still being held captive.

"T.K., might be best for you to pray so we can get me back up to Ultimate Level. I can't Warp Digivolve right now, and if we go in right now..."

"… We're sitting ducks, got it." I reply, as I move to grab my Digivice. My eyes open wide, however, when I realize that the whole shape of it has completely changed. It used to be a near perfectly symmetrical, hexagonal shape, but now it was in the shape of an oval with a green armored padding to the sides of it.

"Patamon… I don't know what just happened… But do you remember anything about an old man at the base of Infinity Mountain…?" I ask, hoping he would at least recall what had happened.

"Um… T.K.? What old man? I don't recall ever having met anyone down there today." Patamon answers me, as I look down towards my Digivice, as I move to grasp it towards my chest; I take a deep breath, hoping to get it off of my mind.

A strange incident, that encounter was, but it feels like only seconds in which my praying gives Patamon enough energy to become MagnaAngemon again. However, something is… off. Something feels like it's overflowing with more energy than normal. I look towards Patamon, as I gaze up in awe at his now 25 foot tall form. A blue and silver armored angel with ten, golden wings, as my partner looks down at me as I look upon him in wonder.

"Who are you? Are you…?"

"Mega Level? That is correct, Takeru. I am Seraphimon, the final evolution of Patamon. I am sending you this message through your partner as a test of your newfound Digivice I had given you." Seraphimon answers to me, as I look down at my Digivice, then back up at him.

"Seraphimon… What is the meaning of this? What test are you putting me and my partner through?" I ask, as Seraphimon gazes down at me.

"I have bestowed your partner with the temporary ability to achieve Mega Level form, as I believe you will need it for you to safely make your way through this castle." Seraphimon answers.

"For what purpose other than to help me save someone I know?" I ask. A long, drawn out pause occurs between us both.

"I am testing to see if you are worthy of having your partner fulfill my soon to be former role as one of the Three Celestial Digimon."

AN: The plot begins to thicken a little, since it appears T.K. is in over his head with this one than he initially already thought he was.