Valamon was lounging in the branches of a large tree, taking advantage of the peaceful moment.

"Finally I can take a break from this hectic job." She sighed and closed her eyes to rest.

Suddenly, she heard the rumbling of a large engine.

She sat up and looked around. Where is that coming from? A moment later, she saw the silhouette of what looked like a large motorcycle against a cloud of dust. The bike raced under tree she was in, allowing her a glimpse of the driver. She had seen every kind of Digimon in the entire Digital World, but she had never seen any that looked like him. He was a tall demonic looking biker; definitely a Viral and most definitely trouble. I guess I won't be taking a break after all, ah well at least I'll have some fun.

Valamon spread her large wings and flew up over the treetops, catching a glimpse of where the biker was headed. Oh great, he's headed right for the Butterflymon village, just what I want to do, save a bunch of scatterbrains. She sighed.

She sped off after the bike, careful to keep her distance so as not to be detected.

Beelzemon pulled up just outside the village and dismounted, unaware that Valamon had just landed behind him. He watched the Butterflymon flying around minding their business This is the easiest assignment I ever got. He removed his shotguns from their holsters.

Suddenly his motorcycle rumbled.

Beelzemon looked at it, confused. "Whaddaya mean, Behemoth?" I woulda sensed 'em."

Behemoth rumbled again and Beelzemon glared at it.

"I'm NOT losin' my touch!" he snapped.

"I think you just might be, biker boy."

Beelzemon spun around and stared dumbfounded at Valamon for a second, then snapped out of it. "So, you here ta stop me or somethin' toots?"

"I'm gonna give you two choices: Leave or die."

"You, kill me?" He grinned. "Ya gotta be kiddin'! How could anyone, especially a female like you beat me? I'll tell ya how, you can't!" He snickered, his grin changing to a sneer.

Valamon's jade green eyes narrowed and she balled her fists. Her jaw clenched. "You're gonna regret that!" She took a few steps forward but stopped when Beelzemon aimed his guns at her.

"So, ya wanna play, huh? All right then, we'll play. Double Impact!"

He shot at her but Valamon folded her wings around herself, blocking the bullets.

Then she folded them against her back. "Yer gonna regret that! Viral Rain!"

The area of sky above them filled with black clouds and rain began to poor down. The two ignored the Butterflymon as the scurried for cover.

Beelzemon smirked. "Is this the best you can do? Get me wet? I've seen Rookies with better attacks than you!" He chuckled as he wiped water off his helmet-clad face.

Valamon sneered. "You should be feeling the affects just about…now."

Suddenly Beelzemon howled in pain as the rain burned holes in his clothes and singed his skin.

"What is this?!" he demanded as he crumpled to his knees.

"Acid. You were lucky ya weren't burned worse. Now get yer sorry ass out of here before I decide ta put you out of your misery."

"This ain't over yet." he grunted as he pulled himself to his feet. He stumbled over to his bike and mounted it.

Valamon watched as he sped off and disappeared. Satisfied with her swift victory, she walked until she reached an area with a large lake. She sat down with her back to one of the trees and nodded off.

Valamon awoke and saw that it was almost dark. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and stood up. She stretched and rubbed her sore neck muscles. Suddenly she sensed something. It was the Viral she had fought the other day. He seemed to be out in the woods just north of where she was. Should I go find him or let him come to me? Nah, I'll wait. She stood up, walked over to a large slab of stone near the edge of the lake, and sat down, crossing one leg over the other. She folded her arms and closed her eyes.

Less than a minute later Beelzemon strode into the clearing. He stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Valamon, waiting patiently on the rock.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded in surprise.

"I was sleeping. Why? Is it a crime to go where one wants to?" Valamon looked up at him.

He had completely healed and his outfit was unscathed.

He blinked, apparently confused. "No…."

"Well then why ask such a stupid question?"

"I didn't come here to talk!"

"Then why did you come here?"

"To find you! So I can beat ya."

"Oh really, your welcome to try. I'll be nice and let you go first." she said, standing up

"Big mistake," He drew his guns and shot at her. "Double Impact!"

She deflected the attack with her wings, then ran at him.

Beelzemon took a punch to the face, causing him to drop his guns, then grabbed Valamon's wrist.

Angrily she struck out at him. "Dragon Claw!" Her claws, black energy coating them, raked his face, making a deep gouge in his helmet and tearing up the skin on his left cheek.

Beelzemon shrieked in pain, letting go of her wrist, and lashed out at her. "Darkness Claw!"

Valamon cried out in pain as his claws sliced her face. She backed away, her hands covering her face; blood seeped through her fingers. Taking advantage of the moment Beelzemon stooped down and picked up one of his gun. He pointed it at her and was pulling on the trigger but stopped. Instead, he put it back in its holster, then picked up the other one and put it up. He looked up at Valamon and saw her hurriedly wiping her face of with the inside of her shirt. After a few seconds she stopped and looked up. Her face was still smeared with blood and blood still seeped from her wounds but the claw marks were quite distinguishable. God I got 'er pretty good. He thought as he surveyed her.

Valamon saw him just watching her, which puzzled her. Why hasn't he done anything? I was wide open. Oh, god my face hurts so badly. He's SO gonna pay for that!

"What are doing just standing there!?" she demanded.

He shrugged. "I dunno. You'd better wash yer face off."

"Shut up, don't worry about my face. Let's get this over with!"

"We're not gunna do this again are we?" he asked, falling into a fighting stance. "I guess so." He sighed.

He waited until Valamon rushed at him. Then he grabbed her wrist as she tried to hit him, spun her forcefully around, and pinned her against him with his other arm. Valamon struggled in his arms, but he tightened his grip.

"Let me go!"

"No can do, toots."

Valamon growled in her throat, but felt her heart racing because of how close she was to him; she tried to ignore it as she felt her anger rise. "Rrrr, you let go of me right now or else!"

"Or else what, you gonna talk me ta death?"

"Humph, just you wait! YOU STUPID SON OF A-MMPH!"

Beelzemon clasped his hand over her mouth. "I didn't really mean it!" Blood from her wounds dribbled down his hand and onto his boot. "Damn! Now I got blood on my boot!"

Valamon struggled harder. She succeeded in pulling one arm free and used it to elbow Beelzemon hard in the gut, causing him to let go of her. But just as she turned around, he pounced on her, pinning her to the ground.

"That was a pretty good move. But I got ya now," He grinned and pushed down hard on her shoulders, causing her to wince. "So, whatcha gonna do now, huh toots?"

"Don't get cocky you stupid little-"

"Oh shut up."

Valamon could feel her blood boiling. How could a cocky viral beat her so easily? She didn't know but she was going to teach him a lesson he wouldn't soon forget. She clenched her jaw from the pain of Beelzemon's weight on her. I can't take much more of this. I gotta do somethin' now. Valamon dug her claws into the startled Viral's gut. Then, with a tremendous force, she tossed him over her head and into a nearby tree. He hit the tree so hard that it snapped.

Valamon got up and walked toward the tree. She stopped within a foot of Beelzemon.

"I told ya not to get too cocky, stupid. Now, did that teach you, or do you need another lesson?"

"I know, I know! Don't get cocky." Beelzemon said sarcastically, rolling his eyes and trying to ignore the pain coursing through him.

Valamon thumped him hard upside the head a few times.

WAM! THWAPP!

He put his arms up protectively. "OW! Stop it already, STOP! I'm sorry, alright?"

Valamon stopped and looked at him suspiciously. "Hmmm, fine, but don't do anything stupid."

"Alright."

Valamon helped him to his feet only to be punched in the face and knocked unconscious. Beelzemon bit his bottom lip, he hadn't meant to knock her out, just startle her. She is SO gonna kill me when she gets up. I'm a dead Digimon. Ah well, no use runnin' away.

Valamon awoke with a start. Darkness rushed in to greet her. She stood up and felt something fall off her. She looked down and saw the black object on the ground. She bent down and picked it up and, as her eyes adjusted to the gloom, saw that it was Beelzemon's jacket. She looked at it, confused. Why did he put his jacket on her? And where was he?

She looked around and saw him sleeping with his back against a tree not far from where she was standing. Hmm, why did he stay? Doesn't he know that I was gonna kill him when I woke up? She walked over and laid the jacket over him, then walked back over to the tree she had been sleeping in earlier and went back to sleep.

Later when she woke up again, it was morning and Beelzemon was nowhere in sight. Now where did he go? I still need to get him.

Valamon stood up and walked over to the lake and, after washing off her face, looked down at her reflection. The wounds Beelzemon had inflicted upon her were completely healed, except the one that was the deepest and stretched the farthest, it had become a thin jagged scar.

"Hmm. Should I hit him or not? Nah, I'll save it for when he's not expecting it." she muttered to herself and smiled.

She straightened up and turned around. Beelzemon was sitting by a tree and playing with an apple, the wounds on his cheek and helmet were gone.

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Messin' around." He tossed her the apple.

She caught it and looked at the design he had drawn in it. It was a crudely drawn circle. A small smile spread over Valamon's face. She tossed the apple back to Beelzemon, who caught it and took a bite out of it.

She walked over and sat down next to him. She started drawing in a large patch of dirt. Beelzemon watched amazed as Valamon drew an almost exact replica of a Dolphmon in the dirt with her foreclaw.

"Wow, that's pretty good."

"I can draw better."

"Oh wow."

"You know, I never did catch your name. The Digimon I fight usually announce themselves."

"Well I don't really like doin' that. I just like to fight."

"So do I. You probably know who I am."

"Yeah, you're Valamon, the almighty Guardian."

She chuckled. "Well I wouldn't say almighty, just Guardian will work."

"Well I'm Beelzemon."

"Hmm, I've never heard of you before. This is unusual, since I know just about everybody else's names."

"Well, I'm not surprised, I'm usually too busy fighting to worry about things like tellin' others my name," He rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry 'bout knockin' ya out yesterday."

"It's alright. Not the first time someone's done somethin' like that to me."

He gave her a quizzical look. "Whaddya mean by that?"

"Nothing, never mind." she replied, waving her hand dismissively.

Beelzemon shrugged slightly and took another bite out of his apple.

Beelzemon left while Valamon was scouting out the area. When she came back and found him gone, she did not mind.

Probably has better stuff to do than hang around here all day. She settled down in the branches of one of the trees and went to sleep.

Two hours later Beelzemon returned and, seeing Valamon sleeping in the tree, decided to scare her.

He climbed up the tree to her branch. "Heya toots!"

Valamon, startled awake, tumbled out of the tree and landed face first on the ground. She leapt to her feet and, seeing Beelzemon laughing at her from the tree limb, flew up and hovered in front of him.

"What did you do that for?!" she demanded.

"'Cause it was funny!"

"Arrgghh!" Valamon aimed a kick at him but he dodged it, jumping out of the tree, and landing feet first on the ground.

Valamon landed on the tree branch, pulled an apple off one of the higher branches, and chucked it at him. He caught it and tossed it back at her. She caught it and hurled it again with all her might. It hit him hard and splattered all over his face and helmet, causing him to fall upon his back.

"HAH! That's what you get for scaring me and making me fall outta the tree!" she said with a giggle.

Beelzemon got to his feet and wiped some of the apple off his face. He stalked off to one of the trees farther away and sat there, fuming.

Valamon jumped down from the tree and walked over to him. She stopped just in front of him and bent down. "Oh so now you're gonna sulk just because you got what you deserved?"

He glared at her, his eyes narrowing to slits.

She sighed and wiped the rest of the apple off his helmet and face. "I didn't mean to be that harsh. It's just that I don't have very much patience."

He looked at her in disbelief. "Are you apologizing?"

"Yes I am. I still care enough to apologize when I know I've been too harsh."

"What's that supposed ta mean?"

"Let's just say I've been through a lot." She stood up and walked a little ways away from him.

He stood up. "I guess I should be goin' now."

"Yeah, I guess so."

She sat down and watched as he walked out of the clearing. Then, suddenly feeling tired, Valamon slowly fell asleep.

She hadn't been asleep for more than a couple of minutes when she jolted awake, sensing something was wrong. She stood up and flew up into the air then flew off in the direction of the danger she was sensing.