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Satsuki’s call sounded serious. Yulin rushes out of the Ryusenji’s lab and makes her way back to the station. The station is a plain glass building with the department’s logo displayed on one side. The words Denrin Police Station are printed clearly over the entrance. There is an eerie calmness that hangs over the station as her boot heels echo off the concrete steps.
Once through the glass doors, Yulin is greeted by the cacophony of chaos that fills the building. Alarms blare around her as she pushes her way through the hurried officers. They stop to greet her respectfully before returning to their panic.
Satsuki hurries to meet her in the middle of it all. She dresses in her casually altered uniform and smiles as she joins the captain’s hurried steps. “Nice of you to join us Captain,” she says playfully.
“What’s going on?” Yulin asks as they enter her office. Only a few cabinets and a big wooden desk fill the office. On her desk, there are a few neat stacks of paperwork and a computer that waits idly. She makes her way to her seat as the door closes behind them. The sounds of the chaos outside become muffled behind the small fogged glass that decorates the door.
“We’re picking up a large-scale Code Cracker activity in the Wall Slums.” Satsuki stands attentively in front of the captain’s desk. She holds onto a tablet.
“How large? “
“Maybe 200 or so.”
“Have they made contact? What do they want? Who’s leading them?”
“I’ll give you a guess,” Satsuki says as she hands her the tablet. Yulin plays the video that had been sitting idle on the screen. The words “Sons of Chaos” appear briefly as the video cuts to a chorus singing.
“I should have known…Fucking Tartarus…” Yulin grumbles. She watches as hundreds of Digimon storm through the slums. One figure catches her eye. “Dorumon?” Yulin gasps.
“We’re headed to the depths!” Tartarus’ voice carries through the madness.
“Dammit Kosuke…” Her voice trails off as she becomes lost in the video. Yulin jolts up suddenly as she is hit with a sudden realization. “They’re going for the Gateway!”
Satsuki nods her head. “It’s a mad dash to the center of the slums. Most of them are bots running simple commands, but there are a few high ranking crackers in the mix to make things…interesteing.”
Yulin slams her fist on her desk and shouts “Dumbass!”
The sudden outburst shakes Satsuki. “I’m sorr..,”
Yulin raises her hand to cut her off. “Not you. Its these dumbass Code Crackers! They’re messing with things they don’t understand.” Yulin becomes visibly frustrated. “Do we have a recon team on the ground?”
“Of course! “I’ll bring them up now.” Satsuki taps a few commands on the tablet. A virtual monitor appears behind her and begins playing footage of the wall slums. “Seasldramon, this is HQ, what’s your status?”
“Copy that. This is Seals leader. It’s a warzone out here. The Code Crackers are clashing with the Gatekeepers.”
“Can you confirm this is a SoC attack?”
“No confirmed SoC units present, but it seems that Slum Digimon are also on the move.”
“What?” Yulin takes a closer look at the footage. She can make out groups of Digimon that Code Crackers hardly use rushing the Gateway.
Yulin raises her Digimon Linker and taps on the screen. “You seeing this Ryudamon?”
Ryudamon’s hologram suddenly appears in the space next to Yulin. “Indeed,” it responds as it watches the video.
“Are they being coerced?” Yulin asks.
“Not all of them. Some of them are helping the humans out of their own accord. Some of those Digimon just want to go home to the other side. There are also Digimon that respect Dorumon and see it as their leader. It wouldn’t be hard for them to rally the slums for their cause.”
Yulin’s eyes widen as she listens to the explanation. “Dammit!” she grumbles as she switches to the emergency channel.
“We have reason to believe that the Sons of Chaos are inciting this attack on the Gateway under the orders of their leader, Tartarus. They are planning to crack the Gateway and gain access to the depths. This will cause irreparable damage to the Digital World should they succeed. We must do everything in our power to stop this attack and bring them to justice. All officers, prepare for immediate dispatch. Equipment type D!”
“Ooo, the new stuff!” A mischievous grin creeps up Sastuki’s face.
“All A Rank units and above, mindlink prior to departure. All Cargodramon, even those in maintaince are to be deployed.” Yulin turns to a giddy-looking Satsuki. “That includes you Satsuki.”
Satsuki stands tall and salutes. “Copy that!” she replies as she hurries out of the office to her desk.
“If anyone sees Tararus out there, contact me immediately. Do not engage!” Yulin sits back at her desk. “You can’t win Kosuke,” she mutters to herself as she engages her Mindlink.
The mountain of debris and junk data that looms over the center of the Wall Slum had become a warzone. Hordes of cyborg-type Digimon flood towards the center, fighting off the swarms of Gatekeepers. The air fills with smoke and explosions. Laughter and playful banter escape from amongst the chaos. To most of the Code Crackers in the Frey, this was just a game.
Hight above the battlefield, in the skeleton of an old rotting building, Marvin watches with a grin. “Magnificent,” he as the glow of explosions lit up the sky.
Dorumon walks up next to Marvin. “Wall Slum mobilization is higher than anticipated.”
“It’s all thanks to Loogamon,” Tartarus replies as he admires the scenes below.
“Can you hear me Eiji? Loogamon?”
“Tartarus?”
“You did good kid. Where are you now?”
“Were still on the subway.”
“We’re almost at the last stop. We’ll take off running from there,” Loogamon adds.
“Move quickly. We have to keep this momentum for this to work.”
“Understood.” Eiji replies.
“Just so you know, the 9th District Digimon will quit when they feel like it.” Loogamon warns.
“That’s fair. We can’t control them all, but there should be enough to get the job done,” Tartarus replies.
“It’s getting hard to hear..chat.”
“Leave your admin channel open. I’ll be in touch,” Koske commands as he ends the call.
“Sir! We have a problem!” A panicked voice reaches through the radio.
“What is it?”
“The DigiPolice!” the voice shouts. A squad of Cargodramon suddenly appear over the concrete horizon of the Wall Slum. “They’re here!”
“It’s about time,” Kosuke says as he watches the incoming Cargodramon. He pets Dorumon on its head. “Thank you for everything.”
“Hm?” Dorumon asks, his eyes glued to the battlefield.
“This is it Dorumon. Are you ready?”
Dorumon nods and points at the Cargodramon. “They’re looking for something.”
Kosuke smiles. “Yeah. Us. Let’s go say hi.”
I’ll see you soon Saya.