This fic uses Japanese names for everything. For those who don't know, the levels are: Baby = either Fresh or Baby I, In-Training = Baby II, Rookie = Child, Champion = Adult, Ultimate = Perfect, Mega = Ultimate. As to the Guardians, Qinglongmon is the dragon, Zhuqiaomon is the bird, Xuanwumon is the turtle, and Baihumon is the tiger. These are all from the Japanese card game. [Also, even though Zhuqiaomon is male in Tamers and (presumably) Adventure, the one in this story is female. This was done because it was more fun to write her that way.] Any time Japanese words are used in this story, they will be "subtitled" with square brackets [like this].
The last day the planet Earth ever had was a Thursday. It dawned in England and was almost half over before the end came from a fleet of Vogon ships. It just barely dawned in Venton, the small town in Canada where Vanessa Vacation and her mother lived.
It never dawned in Japan. The ships arrived when Japan was on the night side of the planet.
There, like everywhere else in the world, every single stereo, TV, computer, and various other gadgets turned themselves on to deliver the message from the captain of the Vogon fleet. It woke everyone up. Many of them ran around in a panic. A lot of them made last-minute peaces or said goodbyes to the people around them. For the eleven Chosen Children who lived there, the last few minutes went like this.
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"Can't we escape to the Digital World, Taichi?"
"No, imouto [little sister]. If this world gets destroyed, there won't be anything to balance the Digital World."
"What will happen to it then?"
"I don't know, but even we can't help now."
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"Moshi moshi? [Hello?]"
"Takeru?"
"Hai? [Yes?]"
"I just called to comfort you . . ."
"Oh, Yamato . . . thank you."
"Can you think of anything to do now?"
"No . . . why are you asking me?"
"Well . . . hope. That's the kind of thing you would do."
"So much for that. I wish we didn't live so far apart."
"Me, too . . ."
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I remember my first time in the Digital World, when I thought it was all a twisted alien plot. Little did I know that there was a real twisted alien plot out there.
I've worked with computers all my life, and I've never seen them do anything like this. The technology involved with this whole plan . . . it's mind-blowing trying to think about it. It's such a shame that space travel at that level is beyond any human's knowledge, even mine, and I was its first holder. To have to die without knowing about that, and without knowing so many other things, will be the worst agony . . .
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"Mom?"
"Nandai? [What is it?]"
The daughter gave her mother a red tulip. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
The teenaged girl stood there despondently, staring out the window at a Vogon ship and thinking. So this is the end. I may have had Love for a while, but romantic love is something I've never known and never will know. Oh, Taichi. We could have been so much more than just friends. I could have love you, and you me, and we could have been so happy together. Why do we have to be separated like this? Oh, if only you knew how I feel . . .
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This can't be happening. It must be a dream. In half a minute I'll be awake and safe.
Half a minute passed. Nothing changed.
Oh, crud.
Once, I had Faith. Where has it gone? Never mind, I know the answer to that, but I could really use it right now . . . not to fight with, but just to believe with. Then maybe I wouldn't be so afraid.
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A boy was crying. "I'm too beautiful to die, Chibimon!"
"If I could save you from them, I would," said the small, blue Digimon.
The door of the room began to open. Chibimon hid under a blanket.
"Daisuke?" said a female voice.
"Go away, Jun," said Daisuke.
"I came to say goodbye," Jun persisted, opening the door wider, "and that I don't hate you."
"Oh . . ." He got up and walked over to her. "I've been so horrible to you . . . I can't believe you don't hate me."
"I'm your sister, Dai. I can't hate you completely."
They found themselves holding each other and crying.
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"Miyako?"
"What?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"My family and how much they love me. The fact that my debt to my parents for all the food is about to be canceled. My friends, and all our adventures. Ken. What about you?"
"I'm thinking about how wonderful it's been to be your partner, and what the Digital World will be like when we're all gone."
"Poromon . . . you're the best."
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"Iori. Hora, Iori. Nakanaide. [Iori. Hey, Iori. Don't cry.]"
Iori looked up. "Upamon. You're still here."
"Where else would I be?"
Iori sighed. "Remember what we wished for the future world?"
"For everyone to believe in each other."
"What a waste of a wish."
"Yeah."
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Elsewhere in the city:
Sayonara [Goodbye], Mom, Dad. Thank you for always loving me.
Sayonara, Wormmon. I'm glad you were always with me. And you can talk all you want. I'll stop thinking about other things and listen.
Onii-san, ima sugu kimi ni ai ni yukou. [Older brother, I'll come to see you soon.]
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There was a terrible ghastly noise. The ground shook and burst. The Chosen Children, their families, their Digimon, and everyone else on the planet was reduced to a whiff of hydrogen, ozone, and carbon monoxide.
There was a terrible ghastly silence.
Disclaimer: Vanessa Vacation, her family, and Venton are mine. Digimon and all characters and indicia are property of Hongo Akiyoshi, Toei, Bandai, and Disney. No money is being made off this; I write because it's fun. :-)
