@supertinyking

Ilyndriel wasn't sure what to make of the eggs and insect people at first, but she could tell it was a nursery of some sort. The long, fine antennae were kinda cute as they waved randomly over the heads of the bug people, and she smiled. The grub that came up to her caused her to step back a bit, worried. Eventually, she bent down and reached her hand out to "pet" it.

"Hello. What's your name?" A rumble sounded through the cave, and she looked up at the hive mother, concerned. "I hope this cave never collapses." She stood up again. "Nice lady, what is this place?"

@Wraithblade6
"This is the nursery, where the young are raised. That there is one named Jeffry. He seems to have taken a liking to you." The woman says, appearing behind Llyndriel. The maggot continues to chirp happily, before it curls up into a ball around the woman's feet when the cave's rumbling starts. Holding up her hands, the rumbling halts. "It'll take far more than Gram to collapse this place." She says, smiling. She then sniffs the air. "Oh dear...Gram went and got hurt again. Big lug is a magnet for violence and trouble..." She says, before blowing what seems to be glowing green dust into the air that snakes off into the cave leading up towards Gram, and the others.

@ShadowVentus @thewizardguy @Letter Bee @Kishin Asura @Tyki

"...Fine. You win, under one co-" Gram starts, before Micheal's shadows wrap around his arms, and legs. Slowly, Gram turns his neck to look at the dragon-sorceror. His face, a look of someone who was annoyed. "I'm going to give you twenty seconds, to undo these bindings, or a cave in will be the least of your worries." He growls, as what looks to be green dust floats over to Gram, wrapping around his midsection, transforming into bandages. "Hmph. Figured she'd heal me up only half way...wants me to stop fighting..." Gram growls, obviously displeased at this. He looks back to Khaine. "As I was saying...you win, under one condition. You drop your little vendetta against Emerald Eyes over there..." He says, nodding towards Maka. "And, you let me teach those kids about war...trust me, I think I'll be able to do better than what you could..." Gram states. "You've lead demons if what I'm guessing about you is right..I have led men of normal flesh and bone. I know the effects of war on the mortal mind..." He states.

@supertinyking

Asura holds maka closer "I swear if you hurt her..." he begins

@Tyki@ShadowVentus@thewizardguy@Letter Bee@kishin Asura
Doom would be on the ground,knocked out as
A blue bullet-shaped gem would whiz by Khaine's face ."Now that was your warning shot everybody Said the cowboy as he spat to his right.

Jessie had been watching the entire spectacle from a distance,and saw that he needed to intervene ."Now ,could someone tell me why you're all fighting ,does anyone still even remeber?" he asks as he fixes his cowboy hat and walks in ,with a visible bulge from the tabbacco he was chewing .

The stranger would be dressed in clothes from the American West ,but what was unusual about him was the gems covering his body ,and the abundance of them as he kept himself "Armed" ,which in this case meant having his hands in finger-guns while being covered in sharp crystals.

@kishin asura
Gram looks over to Asura. "Trust me buddy, he'll have to get though me to get to er. I don't like it when people murder those weaker than them...at least..err...not without good reason, and the whole "she tried to control" me thing isn't that big an issue. At least as for as I know." Gram says, still bound.

@supertinyking

"Right answer." Asura responds " sorry if I'm a little harsh. But you probably know how it is."

Osamu, meanwhile, was writing - he had a ballpen and a notebook, which did not qualify as 'equipment' and so was not surrendered to Gin. Okay, maybe he had just forgotten that hehad them. What he wrote was not a spell, or anything magical, just a letter to Gin for when he gets back:

To dear Gin: You are a sociopath. That isn't my problem with you, my problem is you derailing my carefully-laid plans to destroy King Malakai. I am a thinker and tinkerer, not a fighter, and I make deals with people, not battle them head-on. You tried to turn me into a carbon copy of the fighters here, with no appreciation that there are gifts other than those which can be turned to violence, and I am angry at that. Please go away and never bother me again.

- Snarkily Yours, Osamu Akiyama.

"Mewtwo," Osamu spoke, "Emergency Warp. Take us and Minato back to Mt. Coronet."

<I've gotten tired of Gin and the others already,> said the Psychic Pokemon. <Well, all except Michael, he's sane.>

A nod from Osamu, and he left the letter inside a crook in the wall.

Then, they teleported back to Mt. Coronet, where, once the group were back in the control room, Osamu used the operations room's keyboards to disable the 'Dimensional Travel Device' that Gin had on him.

"There," Osamu said as he called for the base's staff to bring them all fresh clothes and cold drinks. "Now we can begin a proper strategy to 1.) re-introduce Minato to his friends, 2.) defeat King Malakai, and 3.) ascertain whether the King is the mysterious Multiversal Threat Boss Naoki and Aradia formed the Mon Alliance for."

@kishin asura@supertinyking@Teoinsanity@Wraithblade6@Tyki@thewizardguy@ShadowVentus

"Great job, Osamu," spoke Takeru, "but if you haven't noticed, that Gin guy has our equipment."

"Do you have a ritual ready for getting them back?" Hikari was guessing.

"Yes, I do!" Osamu was smiling now that 'the plot was back on track'. "Let's just say that 1.) Blood Magic is not immoral when it's your own blood, and 2.) I have been contributing a pint each week to the base's blood bank just for this purpose." He then grinned widely, like a fox.

"Now," he continued, "let's go to the Ritual Room."

Timeskip

Mt. Coronet's Ritual Room was not your cave or temple floor; instead of being dark and gloomy, it was well-lit by white LED lights, while the floor, walls, and ceiling were covered in white fiberglass, and the ritual circles, pentagrams, and stars were made up of copper and gold wires, instead of the usual chalk. A mix of technology and magic.

On the corner, there was a fridge that, when opened, contained several blood packets; Osamu took one, then poured it onto the central circle's wires, which began to glow red. Standing in the middle of the star, the 18-year old began to float, before chanting in Latin and Greek:

"Return that which has wrongfully been taken, give us back the items dear to us, reunite us with our tools of the trade, forces of Magic, hear me!"

A flash of red light, and Osamu fell down in a heap. Beside him were a pile of items; Digivices, Demon Summoning Programs, and the Evoker and Hypercube.

"And...done," spoke Osamu.

Takeru smiled.

"So," said the blond, "how will you prevent Gin from coming back?"

"Mt. Coronet Base has Anti-Dimensional Shielding; only members of the Mon Alliance, which now includes Minato, can go in and out."

@Letter Bee

"....Although, if someone were to have a dimensional shifter powerful enough, they could pop in anyway, right?" A stranger asks, leaning beside Osamu. This man, clad in a nice looking suit. Of course for the moment, he was trying to blend into the scene, continuing the conversation on a bit. He had a very specific look to him. Shortish, and very young looking, he couldn't of been older than 20, with long straight black hair, a pair of purple glasses, sorta like John Lennon's, and on his hand, a lot of rings, ranging from ones with demon faces on them, to ones with impossibly large gems and stones.
Quickly, in a flash of smoke, he vanishes, and reappears on the otherside of Osamu, for more of an attempted effect at comedy, hoping to poof over as Osamu looked over at him. "Now, fellas, I aint here to cause harm. I'm here to help ya keel off Malakai, as he's been a pain in my ass too...name's.....Cornwall. Let's go with that." Cornwall says, his voice silky smooth, alluring. The sorta voice that once could easily loose themselves in listening to, if one was not careful. For any woman, or man attracted to men, this was doubly so, Cornwall's voice sending a tingle down their spine.
"Now then, I'm an individual with some special powers, and I'm here to warn ya....you need that group's help to take on the ol king of hearts. He's already preppin for your attack, and if you go after em with just whatcha got here, you're gonna get throttled...and I mean that in the bad way." Cornwall says. his accent thickly southern. This man...? obviously know Malakai, and was an enemy of his.

@Letter Bee

"....Although, if someone were to have a dimensional shifter powerful enough, they could pop in anyway, right?" A stranger asks, leaning beside Osamu. This man, clad in a nice looking suit. Of course for the moment, he was trying to blend into the scene, continuing the conversation on a bit. He had a very specific look to him. Shortish, and very young looking, he couldn't of been older than 20, with long straight black hair, a pair of purple glasses, sorta like John Lennon's, and on his hand, a lot of rings, ranging from ones with demon faces on them, to ones with impossibly large gems and stones.
Quickly, in a flash of smoke, he vanishes, and reappears on the otherside of Osamu, for more of an attempted effect at comedy, hoping to poof over as Osamu looked over at him. "Now, fellas, I aint here to cause harm. I'm here to help ya keel off Malakai, as he's been a pain in my ass too...name's.....Cornwall. Let's go with that." Cornwall says, his voice silky smooth, alluring. The sorta voice that once could easily loose themselves in listening to, if one was not careful. For any woman, or man attracted to men, this was doubly so, Cornwall's voice sending a tingle down their spine.
"Now then, I'm an individual with some special powers, and I'm here to warn ya....you need that group's help to take on the ol king of hearts. He's already preppin for your attack, and if you go after em with just whatcha got here, you're gonna get throttled...and I mean that in the bad way." Cornwall says. his accent thickly southern. This man...? obviously know Malakai, and was an enemy of his.

Osamu smiled, clearly engrossed in the man's looks and voice. Same age group, pretty face, and a silky-smooth tone. It was easy to lose reason when listening to him, but he would be remiss in his duties as third-in-command of the Mon Alliance if he were to take Cornwall's words at face value.

And so, in response, he brought up holographic projections of the first group of Chosen Children, aka the group that Takeru and Hikari belonged to, then their Digimon, then their Digimon's Mega Evolutions, before saying:

"The Mon Alliance includes people whose creatures can destroy an entire city, albeit with some effort. The first eight Chosen Children alone can destroy an entire army, if need be -"

Takeru harrumphed.

"Ahem, have you forgotten something, Osamu? Namely the fact that we're not killers? Granted, our enemy using children's souls to make weapons is wrong, but -"

"Then I still have Mewtwo," spoke the 18-year old, "as well as the Gizumon - artificial Digimon that can destroy 'natural' Digimon's Digi-code permanently, and perhaps Minato's help. But," he looked at the blue-haired young man, then at Cornwall, "I'm willing to listen to reason."

"All right, an alliance with the group currently fighting Khaine is agreeable - provided that I and the Mon Alliance do not get treated as junior partners or otherwise non-equals. Would that be accepted?" he looked at Cornwall archly, observing that his hair would be prettier if cut short.

@thewizardguy

Unfortunately for khaine, gin seems to be teleported away mid sentence, forcibly teleported by something out of his control, and considering he'd been prepared to fight definitely not planned.

@Letter Bee@supertinyking

In the ritual room of mount coronet, rather than their effects being summoned, gin wound up appearing in the ritual cirle instead. "wait... what happened?..." The silver haired warrior asks confusedly, looking around and seeming to come to a realization "oh... guess you people didn't like my plan, oh well, decided against it half way through anyway, just kinda got bored. so what're we doing now?". That is until he notices 'cornwall' and asks "who let a demon in?..."

@thewizardguy

Unfortunately for khaine, gin seems to be teleported away mid sentence, forcibly teleported by something out of his control, and considering he'd been prepared to fight definitely not planned.

@Letter Bee@supertinyking

In the ritual room of mount coronet, rather than their effects being summoned, gin wound up appearing in the ritual cirle instead. "wait... what happened?..." The silver haired warrior asks confusedly, looking around and seeming to come to a realization "oh... guess you people didn't like my plan, oh well, decided against it half way through anyway, just kinda got bored. so what're we doing now?". That is until he notices 'cornwall' and asks "who let a demon in?..."

Osamu facepalmed a little at Gin's arrival.

"Cornwall's a demon? From what universe? Sometimes, in some worlds, 'Demon' is just a label."

"Also, I decided to go against your plan because, well, I have one of my own; it's not as good as I like, but it plays to my strengths as a thinker, tinker, and ritualist. Basically, we either attack King Malakai from multiple directions, lure him into attacking us first so we can trap him, or deceive him into thinking that we're going to attack from another place."

"Or, at the very least, ensure that our brave fighters don't forget to bring food, water, and the necessities of life like portable sanitation."

Osamu also remembered that Gin had asked for a Pokemon of his own.

"Oh, and if you want a Pokemon, you've come to the right place."

@Letter Bee

"Hurray! but you kids need to stop playing army" gin says evenly as he steps out of the ritual, adding "he just is, my universe has demons of all kinds, they follow alot of themes. Deal with enough of them and you can smell them basically. Not all of them are bad, but then again not all horses are unicorns". The silver haired man steps towards the group, looking them over, seeming to look through them before saying evenly "call your parents, have them take over. None of you are ready for what a war really means"

@Letter Bee @Tyki
Cornwall pinches the bridge of his nose. "Devil. Not, demon." He growls. "There is a difference. I am higher ranked." He says, annoyed. He snaps, and one of the rings on his hands begin to glow. "That's to make sure you can't start to push me around with your powers..." He says, the ring putting a small bubble that seems to block his scanning sight, preventing him from figuring out it's exact use. "Now then....as I was saying....If you attack Malakai now, he has some nasty surprises waiting. After a recent conquest, he got a rather large number of children, which he has used to create five generals, five men deeply enhanced with blood iron. Each one made to defeat a different foe, including one, Jeoffry, the hunter..." He begins. "A man, a renowed hunter, now turned into a monster himself, made to destroy creatures ranging from giants to dragons...and he has, with devastating effect. Your digi-mon, and pokemon would be slaughtered by such a thing...and he's no slouch at killing normal men either. Your chosen children would be easy picking." He begins. "Of course, if you had people like Khaine and Gram..it'll be far harder for him to do so. You lack diversity, due to your diversity being in monsterous creatures of a sort." He states. "And Malakai saw you coming, so he prepared..."

@Tyki@supertinyking

"My parents have been through hell, thank you very much, and I don't want them to have to go through such an ordeal again," Osamu Akiyama said.

"Implying that we haven't," Takeru spoke.

"To be fair, at least Osamu the Second's father had to deal with...a lot of stuff," Hikari was referring to Ryo Akiyama's backstory.

"Anyway," Osamu turned towards Cornwall, greeting him with a lot more respect than he did Gin, "all right, I can cooperate with Kishin Asura's group. And, I presume your words are proof that Khaine doesn't serve Malakai, then?"

@supertinyking@letter bee

"not sorry, anyway, you kids have no idea what you're getting into or what you're going to ask people to do." gin says with a groan as he forces his way into the conversation.

Speaking of forcing things, Reports and alarms begin to flood in from the area around tokyo tower, an invading force killing or capturing people around the world, bringing down key structures systematically and crippling the military responce with the sudden nature of the attack and location of the forces amongst the citizen populations, the modern weapons just simply bouncing off of their hides while scores of the local forces were brought to heel, captured, or eaten on the spot. The forces were swift and while not numerable yet struck key structures and important locations to slow and even stop responses until their main forces showed up. Tiny on the other hand, found himself aboard an orbital vessel with the queen, the partially living space ship housing him quite well as she asks evenly "and how did such a primitive people give you any issues?" as she watches and directs the goings on through the psionic connection she had to all forces

As Osamu began to retort, alarms began to blare across the command room, as a hologram shot up of the Persona!Earth being attacked by a vast number of hostile alien lifeforms, which took the form of giant insect-serpent grunts and soldiers, along with flying creatures that hovered on giant wings. A second hologram showed that an entire space fleet was hovering above the planet as well, presumably overseeing the enemy operations.

A sigh; Osamu was tempted to continue on stubbornly, but one look at Minato - it was his world that was being attacked - and the boy knew that he would severely test the Persona User's newfound allegiance if he continued insisting that he can do everything himself.

"All right," spoke Osamu to Gin, "you're right, I'm out of my depth, and I should follow my betters." There was a bitter tone to this admission, but it was an admission nonetheless. "However, I cannot just allow Tokyo Tower, or Persona Earth, to be attacked like this; I have an obligation to Minato ever since I ressurected him."

He looked away, then, before saying:

"Boss Naoki, forgive me." Then, facing Mewtwo, he said:

"Contact the Elite Four, Team Ketchum, Gary Oak, and the Kanto Gym Leaders, and teleport them to Tokyo Tower with me and Horus. Then, you and Minato go to the remaining members of SEES and muster them against the threat of these aliens!"

<Are you sure about this?> Mewtwo said.

"As sure as I'll ever be! Think of this as my last duty for the Mon Alliance," Osamu was determined, though not so determined that he forgot to pick up a vial of his blood from the mini-fridge.

Timeskip

"Charizard, I choose you!" one Ash Ketchum yelled as he threw a pokeball at a group of flying Aliens, unleashing a flying reptillain creature with two large bat-like wings, a short neck, and a lizard-like head that breathed fire that would scorch even their reinforced exoskeletons (hopefully)!

"Gyarados, Hyrdo Pump!" his grilfriend, Misty, shouted as she threw her own Pokeball, unleashing a dragon-like beast that breathed water at a giant centipede-like enemy that was spraying toxic gas.

"Steelix, Dig, then Bite!" the brown-skinned Pokemon Breeder, Brock, threw a last Pokeball at a hole in the ground; minutes later, the steel-rock-serpent-like Pokemon burst out of another tunnel, grasping a tunneling, mole-like lifeform in its jaws!

"PI-KA-CHUU!" Ash's Pikachu, who was out of its Pokeball, cried out as it discharged a wave of lightning against another throng of aliens!

Osamu Akiyama and Horus, meanwhile, were flying above the conflagration, with Osamu saying:

"I'm glad you stayed beside me despite my current lack of a Demon Summoning Program."

"I'm an honorable Demon," Horus said. "Now, Medirama!" he cried out, unleashing a wave of healing energy at any civilians and local forces left standing!

Gary Oak, meanwhile, had unleashed all 200 of his Pokemon (he had special permission), and had divided them into teams, while the Kanto Gym Leaders were trying to clear out the city!

Back at Mount Coronet

"Osamu's going to kill himself and a group of good people if we don't help him," said Takeru, who was now facing Gin again. "So, can you give us back our Digivices and Osamu's Demon Summoning Program so that we can finally help?"

@supertinyking@Tyki@ShadowVentus

@supertinyking@kishin asura@teoinsanity

Khaine nodded. It seemed things were going his way. He truly seemed unbothered by the hole in his shoulder, and the bloodlike fluid that poured from it seemed to in fact be hardening, filling up the wound slowly. It would certainly take an hour or longer to heal, but that was still a lot faster than most mortal creatures. "I doubt it is truly relevant, at this point, as those who would ask for our assistance have disappeared. Khaine glances over at the space that was occupied by Gin but moments ago. It was odd that he had disappeared so suddenly, but certainly not the strangest thing he had seen. "And while I am impressed with both your strength and your tenacity, I must question your reasons for protecting this stranger." Khaine had a hard time grasping the 'valiant knight' aspect of morality. The concept that the strong have a responsibility to protect the weak. He believes that the strong, by definition, are those who control the future, and therefore their wishes are inherently greater than those of the weak. While he disagrees with senseless cruelty or abuse, he finds the concept of a protective responsibility equally bizarre. For this reason he chose to ignore it, filing it away as something to be investigated or discarded at a later date.

"I have fought many heroes. Those who would use their strength to face what they consider 'evil', and to protect what they would consider 'good'. It is a respectable use of strength. And while you seem to be among these heroes, I find you protecting a creature so clearly evil." Khaine gestures at the confused insectoids, who were most likely huddled in the corner somewhere. "This creature is responsible for a slaughter, and simply because her actions were undone by another does not mean they were no evil. She shows no remorse, and no compassion, and merely displays further cruelty. She is of the type of being who use their power sadistically, addicted to the pain of others. So then why is it that you would protect her?"

@thewizardguy

"Actions speak louder than words, but words often hold more weight." Asura replies

@kishin asura @thewizardguy @Teoinsanity @ShadowVentus

"Whoever you are, I'll deal with you in a moment, and outside, if you wanna fight." Gram begins, refering to Jesse. Gram then turns his attention to Khaine. What khaine had talked about once was a question Gram asked. Gram simply chuckled, sitting down, the bindings around his arms and legs either snapping at this point, or simply loosening up, most likely. Or they just move so he can sit down, cross legged. "Well, Khaine....I once met a man...no, he was something more than that, who showed me something. It's a weird thing...basically..he showed me what it was like to be...a good person. He didn't draw his power from his anger...from his hate. Like I do. He drew it simply from a need to protect. To serve...and you wanna know what? If he was still around..he would be able to kill both of us with little more than a flick of his hand." Gram says. "He's no longer with the living...because of me being stupid. So I swore...I'd defend the innocent, and I'd defend the weak from those who would harm them...and indeed...like him, I grew stronger." Gram starts, grinning. "I've still much to learn about....being the hero. But hell, I'm either gonna become as strong a hero as my friend was, or I'm gonna meet him in the afterlife trying...maybe he'll forgive me then..."

Issac begins to wander over, looking to Maka, and Asura. He is weary, but obviously quite a bit better than before, when he was shredded. He is holding his blade at the ready, looking at Maka. ".....As for her..." Issac begins, before he holds a hand out. "...Even the most evil of beings can become good...and I, at least, owe it to Asura to give her a chance. After all, he saved my life..."

"Hmph. That's a pretty good reason in my book then." Gram adds, before laughing. He seems rather happy. "I mean, Issac and I are pretty good friends. If he says she's ok, then she's ok in my books." He adds.

Maka seems surprised, and shakes Issac's hand, smiling. "Well...thanks guys...and...I'm sorry...for what I've done..." She admits, looking down at her feet. "...it's...just...been hard...since the Stein event..." She begins, before Issac plants his blade right between her eyes.

"...I know this won't kill you, but this...is for my people, which you made me hurt...Pain, for pain...blood, for blood." Issac states, his demeanor changing from forgiving, to a almost physically chilling, cold, one focused on vengeance. He slashes down, and then around, Maka's stomach torn open, and her limbs falling around her. Flicking her blood off of his blade, he turns around, and begins to walk towards the exit. "Now, we're even. If you ever affect me with that wavelength again, Asura be damned...I'll kill you." Issac grumbles, and he then looks to Khaine. "And if you ever start a fight in here again, I'll end you too, and there won't be some random shower of cards to save you..." He says, before leaving.
Gram blinks, shocked. "Huh...didn't think the kid had it in em." he states, not seemingly angry, just surprised. ((Making this post late, so...expect typos. Might rewrite this, but feel free to reply))