Digimon: Prophecy of the Crests - Chapter 8

RIVER
"Destroy the Catalysts!" it said. He, I guess. It was hard to tell.
Its skin was dark grey, almost black. It looked leathery. Two horns jutted from the back of its head, curving forwards and ending about a foot in front of its head. As I said before, its skin looked reptilian, but its body was shaped like a mammal's. Basically, it looked like a cross between a dinosaur and a werewolf.
And my, what big teeth it had.
It loped menacingly towards Meditamon. "You. I finally found you," it said, with a voice that did not sound even remotely human.
It continued. "I don't think you know how much trouble you caused, prophet. It's just you and the catalysts that stand before the Legion of Fury."
What was this Legion he mentioned? I'll never figure it out.
"The legion you serve will bring naught but misery to this world, and yourself," Meditamon replied, weirdly calm. "I beseech you, reconsider your loyalties."
The creature laughed. "Reconsider my loyalties?" it mocked. "I, Fellhoumon, am born into the Legion. I was born with my loyalty."
Meditamon looked at the three of us, and the Digidestined behind us. "Fellhoumon is a strong Champion-level Digimon. In close quarters like these, you will have no hope of victory. Run as far away as you can. I will hold him off for as long as possible."
"Are you strong enough to do that?" Winona asked doubtfully.
"I am also a Champion-level Digimon, and much older than him. My power should be sufficient."
Winona nodded and, reluctant to leave Meditamon on his own, we all ran.
We were all together when the tunnel floor split open before us, and a large Digimon climbed up to ambush us.
"We're trapped!" Kaylie said despairingly.
"Wait! This guy might be on our side," Davis said.
Kari nodded in agreement. "This is Drimogemon."
"That's DarkDrimogemon to you!" The Digimon bellowed. Definitely not friendly.
KAYLIE
We had nowhere to run. And I was still a little dazed from my incident with the cave symbols.
"You fall here and now!" Fellhoumon roared from behind us.
We were so not getting out of this.
Just then, one of the pink beads on my bracelet began to glow. At the same time, both the bead on River necklace and part of Winona's tattoo started glowing.
"I feel really strange," Sparomon said. Skinkmon and Huskmon immeadiately said so as well.
A flash of light came from out of nowhere.
"Skinkmon..."
"Huskmon..."
"Sparomon..."
"...Digivolve to..."
"...Velocimon!"
"...Lupamon!"
"...Peregrimon!"
I then realised that three very different Digimon were now with us.
I saw Velocimon, the digivolved form of Skinkmon. She was probably about six feet tall, and maybe fifteen feet long from nose to tail. Intelligent green eyes glared fearlessly atthe surrounding danger. Her leathery orange hide was adorned with purple stripes along the back. Her sinewwy arms were as long as mine, but seemed smaller in proportion to her body. She strode upon muscular legs that ended in talons. Upon each talon was a massive claw that looked like it could disembowl anything with effortless, morbid grace.
Lupamon, Huskmon's Champion form, was an interesting Digimon. She somewhat resembled a werewolf, like Fellhoumon, but her body had a more feminine twist. She stood upright, with long silver-blue hair that fell to halfway down her back. Her slender body, covered in fur that was the same color as her hair,was well built and athletic without looking overly muscular. Her face was canine, maybe like that of a corgi, and her eyes showed a fierce intelligence that rivaled Velocimon's.
Finally, I beheld my own partner, Peregrimon.
She was actually a little too large for the cave tunnel, so she was hunched over awkwardly. Despite that, I could see that she, like the other Digimon, was very powerful. Her beak was very sharp, and definitely used for combat or hunting. Her feathers were vibrant hues of pink and green, the same colors as the beads on my bracelet.
At once, they all attacked.