The episodic adventures of Belle Star-

Ep: 5- Outlaw Star- Part 3

Bell Star was having the time of her life. After her recent trip to Ponyville where she had hospitalized two of the six elements of harmony. The blonde-haired digimon had made her way back to the local train station and had departed on her motorized bike. To the relief of the Ponyville civilians, the damage to their town had mostly been dealt to their daily profits and not the town itself.

While driving down the ever stretching path of the equestrian train tracks had proven to be a boring one. Belle Star felt great comfort in knowing that any pursuers of the royal variety would be indubitably slowed of they tried to follow via the railway system. This of course only being due to the multiple splits in the railway's path south of Ponyville Station.

There were some hiccups of course on her trip to the desert town of Appleloosa, no long distance was without them. Most were minor annoyances, like fixing a flat in one of her tires or having to replace the gem stones that fueled her engine new ones. Yet the most frustrating was when she had been thrown off of her ride in the middle of a freak sandstorm when she crashed into the side of a rather large buffalo.

Unlike the equines that had a habit of ticking her off from pure stupidity, Belle Star found it interesting that the buffaloes of this world had remained mostly the same as the world she had originated from, if not bigger.

Knowing that her crashing was not the fault of either group, the digimon had chosen to spare the herd of her wrath and instead had decided to spend a few weeks just chilling with the furry behemoths. At first there was of course some minor tension. She had hit their leader with her bike, she got it, but after offering them her barrel of stolen apples the tribe had decided to take her in.

They had reminded her of a simpler time in her life, one before her transformation and teleportation. When she would spend the summers with her grandparents and spend the evenings sitting with her grandfather watching old westerns on their television screen. Some were about bounty hunters tracking down outlaws, others about the daily struggles of being pioneers. Yet her favorites were those of cowboys and Indians. It was truly a different time, a different place.

Inside she had thanked the Buffaloes for reminding her of those old memories. Memories that she knew deep down still lived on somewhere in the depths of her being. They were peaceful and they were happy.

However happiness and peace could not last forever and no sooner would that be proven than when they found a mighty bull in the desert.

While approaching the outskirts of Appleloosa in the setting of the solar sky, the young daughter of Chief Thunderhooves, Little Strongheart had recounted tales of her friend in metal. One who had been named by the buffalo tribe as Iron Goldhorn for his unique appearance. Although more described as a bull coated in armor, the creature itself had in countless situations helped the buffalo tribe when dealing with the settler ponies of Appleloosa. With his actions being that of a peacekeeper and guardian to Little Strongheart herself. However on one night before the tribe's meeting with Belle, the mighty bull had gone missing after a ruff dealing with the intrusive locals and many of the group had wondered where their protective friend had gone.

This mystery was solved though when they found the metal bull laying in the sand beaten and broken. If not for her knowledge of the many digimon from the show, Bellestarmon would have questioned the thought of a creature of his size running around such a hot environment whilst in armor. However it was the armor itself that gave the digimon pause. The blue and gold armor of the bull digimon was no easy thing to scratch or dent, for the armor itself was too a part of its body. Yet when she took a closer look, many cracks had been made to its metal shell.

"What happened to you?" Bellestarmon asked as she knelt down beside the bull. Her claw-like hand brushing gently over the deep cracks of its side.

"Bullmon!" Little Strongheart shouted as she approached her friend with her father. "Is he okay?"

Chief Thunderhooves held his daughter back as his eyes fell upon his honorary brother.

"No… he is not." The chief said as he lowered his head.

"Not many things can damage a digimon's armor, much less his. Whatever did this was strong." Belle Star stated, placing her ear to the bull's rib section. With her ear pressed she listened for signs of breathing a look of concern on her face.

"Is he still living?" The chief asked with a look that matched her face.

"Barely, it's faint, but it's there." Belle Star replied as she rubbed the bull's side.

"Can you heal him?" Little Strongheart asked with tearful eyes as she looked between the two adults.

"Sadly, that is not where my abilities lie." She answered, placing her arms under the giant bull as she lifted him off the ground and onto her shoulder. "But that doesn't mean I won't try."

Holding the giant like a fallen comrade, Bellestarmon carried the digimon back to their camp. The digimon's metal armor creaked as she walked. The three of them had only been a little ways from the tribe's encampment when they spotted him. It wasn't too long before they would rejoin the group.

Upon their arrival, many eyes were locked onto the blonde digimon as she entered the cave they had chosen to sleep in. A mix of concern and amazement spread on their faces as they watched the alicorn sized woman carrying the buffalo sized bull.

Sad eyes encircled the two digimon as the woman placed the male softly onto the ground, the quiet breathing of the bull barely audible under the crackling sound of the nearby fire.

Taking in a deep breath, Bellestarmon placed her right claw onto the bull's chest. Her heart sank as she looked over the cracks.

"Little Strongheart, if you would aid me with this please…" Belle Star ordered, waving over the young buffalo.

Walking over on shaking hooves the little buffalo got her first real look at the damage done to her friend.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked, her eyes watering as she looked up to the one who called her.

"This isn't something I can share without reason. For us digimon it can be our greatest benefit or our greatest curse." The woman said, holding her claw out to the girl. "When we digimon form a strong enough bond with another not of our kind… a link can be made. One that can grant us strength, one that can give power and one that can even heal us."

Bellestarmon took a long look at the girl as she placed her hoof into her claw.

"This link however ties us to the soul of the one we make it with and although that person may live upon our demise it is no two way street. If you make this link with Bullmon, he will protect you with his life, however when your time comes… so does his."

Little Strongheart stared into the female digimon's eyes as she listened to her words.

"Do you understand what I'm saying? I need you to think very hard before we proceed."

The little girl merely nodded her head as Bellestarmon guided her hoof to the larger bull. "Then tell him what he means to you. Nott in words, but in heart."

With her hoof resting on the bull like digimon's head, the young buffalo pressed her forehead to his. The memories of the times spent with one another flowing through her mind as her closed eyes could no longer hold back the flood of tears.

Standing up from the two, Belle Star took a few steps back as Bullmon's body started to grow through the cracks of its armor. The bright light grew larger and larger until the two were unable to be visible before fading out revealing a smaller brown furred blue skinned baby mammoth with a metal faceplate and gold bracelet, its back two legs being made of a cloud-like substance. As the small creature, no bigger than Little Strongheart herself, opened its eyes, two beautiful blue irises met the brown eyes of the female buffalo.

The two stared at one another for a long moment. Their eyes not breaking away as a small blue and brown device sat between them.

"What happened, where's Bullmon?" Chief Thunderhooves asked, scratching his head.

"He's right there, just different. Same soul, same mind, just a different shell. One that can become Bullmon with her help. She will give him power and in return he will protect her. Such is the nature of a digimon and its tamer." Bellestarmon said leaning on the fluffy chief.

"And what of you? Do you have one?" The chief asked, turning his head slightly.

"Maybe… somewhere… I just haven't met them yet." Belle stated as the two of them watched the digimon and buffalo embrace one another in a hug.

~Ep:5~

In the cave holding the tree of harmony, a Blue alicorn princess by the name of Luna stood looking out at the cave's entrance. A small black and silver device within her hand. As she looked out into the bright world, an annoyed look held tight across her face.

"Are you sure you are ready, princess?" A male voice called from behind her at the trunk of the tree.

"That digimon has been running amuck, tarnishing our good name for long enough. We refuse to simply sit idling any longer. Equestria needs their princess and thy monster needs a good beating." Luna said not turning from where she stood.

"If you insist princess, but remember. She is linked to you." The male said, turning a small fish over a small fire. "After all, the bond was formed when she took Nightmare Moon out of you."

"That, dear friend Wizardmon, we are quite aware." Luna replied looking back at the digimon dressed in a blue hat and cloak. His large hands covered in a pair of brown leathery gloves. "Are tho sure you do not wish to join us?"

"As much as I wish I could, I'm afraid that I cannot. Just as your partner waits for you out there, I must wait for mine here." The wizard said, shaking his head.

"Shame, we did enjoy tho's company. " Luna said, turning back to the entrance. "Then until we meet again my brave Wizard."

"Until we meet again." And with that Luna had left the cave to the outside world, leaving behind the ever waiting digimon to himself. Looking down at his fish a small twinkle came from behind. "Yes yes, I will cook you one too." The digimon said glancing back to the crystallized body of the tree of harmony.

Author's Note

Since the last chapter had so much... violence going on in it, I wanted this one to be a lot tamer. This is technically the last part of the Outlaw Star portion of the story, the next will be the Appleloosa event from the first ep. The digimon that Little Strongheart got assigned was Bakumon.