Quests of the Multiverse Traveler

Roboticized! Digimon converted into High Tech Robots

Mummymon awoke to a set of flickering lights over his eyes and a pounding headache. He must have a proper sleep schedule set up soon, otherwise his coffee addiction would be just as worse as Aliana. He attempted to get up but found that he could not. Looking down to see that he had been restrained by several layers of chromo digizoid chains. He struggled to free himself, mentally cursing himself for leaving his Obelisk gun in the hospital basement. Aliana kept chatising him that just because they were coexisting with humans, it does NOT mean that they should lower their guard.

Course! The one night he steps out to speak to a fellow doctor digimon. The night he left his weapon at home. THAT WOULD BE THE VERY NIGHT HE GETS DIGIMON-NAPPED!! UGH!! Why?! Why couldn't he have just listened to his dear bint?!

Aliana must be worried about him....Who knows how long he's been here...

The room he was in seemed to be a makeshift room in a factory. The sounds of pounding metals could be heard echoing through the thin walls. The room completely shrouded in shadows except for the blinding lights above him.

Incredibly secret or an organization that did not approve of digimon coming to live in their world. Not that there were anything of the sort yet but still a possible.

"There is no point in struggling. Soon all you'll be able to do is follow my orders alone. Fitting one of the digimon who meddled in my experiment should also be my latest test subject. I should rather say my "General" A voice came from the shadows on his left side. Mummymon angrily frowned since he recognized the voice.

Why that digimon who doesn't vauble life to see results of some dumb experiment! He got captured by this small fry?!

Datamon. The digimon who experimented and tried to tamper with the natural cycle of digimon becoming digitamas once their time comes. The mad mon had fused a human named Ihara with a digimon called Shadramon. A digimon that was dying and reached for any attempts to live without losing their memories. All that resulted in was Shadramon being deleted, and Datamon getting a one way ticket back to the Digital World.

Shrunken in the petri dish he handed to Black Tailmon Uver. Happy he could wash his hands from this.

At least that's what they all thought. He must have return somehow.

Wait....Did he just say "General"? Mummymon had a horrible feeling building up in his stomach.

"What do you mean "General"?" Mummymon demanded even despite his position. He was not afraid of the mad scientist.

Ultimate or not, all he needed to do was keep him till his servos got destroyed!

"Ah yes. Last time we saw one another is when I was forced back to the Digital World for my "Failure" " The word rattled with vemon full of disgust and pent up rage, a rage that seeth through the machine.

Then a thin wide smile appeared. Not a good sign.

"Quantumon banished me to another dimension as punishment for my actions. Little did that Overseer know that would take me to a world which granted me a glorious power. One I merged into my very digicore to forever be mine and mine alone. One I shall be using on you" Datamon stepped out of the shadows. Reaching his hand towards his hostage, his hand pulsing with eerie black and green static.

Soon the room became completely shrouded in darkness. Like the final candle blown off a cake before the lights came back on. Echoes of Mummymon screams filled the room for several minutes before there was silence. A bright golden yellow light illuminated from the spot where Mummymon had been.

"Welcome "General". Ready to assimilate more recruits to our army? Datamon asked the doctor digimon. A happy yet sadistic smile curled on his face.

Mummymon would have immediately refused. Why would he abandoned his pursuits of being a doctor?! To leave Aliana and Shiramon? To aid an enemy that sicken him almost as much as his hatred for Betsumon. Rather become a digitama than serve under this mad digimon.