I don't own Digimon; Toei does, so don't sue me because it is seriously not worth your time, you'll only get a few pennies. Not to say I don't want to own Digimon, cause if I did things wouldn't have turned out the way they did in the final episode. AARRGGHH, they separated them all up! I was alternately crying and screaming at the TV cause they took the kids from the Digimon. Come on, couldn't they let the Digimon go with them ~ glares evilly at the Toei execs ~. Though I have some hope they'll all meet again. I know Kari and Tk get reunited and there are rumors flying about that everyone will meet up in the third movie. I hope so or I'll lose the thread of sanity I've been hanging on to since the last episode aired.
Ok since I've been getting off topic, the characters may be slightly out of character in the fic (I might have gotten some names and attacks wrong too, sorry J ). Basically the story follows the show until the last episode where there are three major changes. Everybody goes Mega, the kids don't leave the Digiworld, and everything goes back to normal, all Digimon return to the stages before they were killed, instantly. Basically this is the "prequel" to the hour of the wolf, but with a special twist. What do I mean? Read and find out. A special thanks goes to Fate Hedgehog for helping me out with the battle scenes.
All flames will be fed to my furnace.
Darkness rising
"Here they come! Get ready!"
Tai stood on the ridge, telescope in hand. He gazed at the approaching cloud of smoke, knowing but not seeing, that enemy Digimon were concealed there. Knowing the enemy should not be there.
Should not.
Ever since they had defeated Apocalymon, they had thought the worst was over. That the bad guy of bad guys was gone and all that were left were the little guys. If only that were so. They should have known there's always a bigger fish.
So foolish. Never underestimate the powers of darkness. Doing so could be lethal.
Tai put away his telescope and turned to his Digipartner Agumon. Agumon's eyes mirrored Tai's, grim and deeply concerned. They knew without speaking what was going through the other's head, and shared it.
It didn't look good for them.
Not at all.
The other Digidestined seemed to have similar thoughts as they went pale and searched around for anything they could use as weapons against the impending hordes.
The smoke cleared as the enemy Digimon neared. They army was made of Digimon of all stages, too numerous to count. Worst of all they encircled the Digidestined. They were trapped. No way out.
Seemingly helpless.
Tai smiled hardly. Such an impressive force. He wondered what could be so powerful as to draw in an army of that magnitude. No matter. Whatever it was …it had to be stopped. He just hoped he survived long enough to do it.
He clutched a metal rod tight in his gloved fist and turned slightly to face his friends. Tai tried to speak, but the words stuck in his throat. When they finally came, they weren't a fierce battle rally, but a soft yet prideful two sentences.
"I couldn't…ask for …better …friends than you guys. Thanks…for everything."
He let his eyes wander, taking in the image of each of his friends, preserving it in his memory forever. Matt, Gabumon, Tk, Patamon, Kari, Gatomon, Mimi, Palmon, Joe, Gomamon, Izzy, Tentomon, Agumon, Biyomon and Sora. Especially Sora. Of all the things he regretted, it would be the fact that he never had told Sora what he felt for her, that he loved her, he regretted most. He didn't even know if she felt the same way. Now he would never know.
A light tap shook him from his thoughts. Izzy stood there, one eye on the approaching Digimon ever tightening the noose.
"Tai …guys… I would just like you to know that I couldn't ask for better friends either. We've been through so much and you've always come through for me. I can't express my gratitude in words…" at that point tears started running down Izzy's cheeks "…and whatever happens, I wouldn't change it in anyway. Being here in the Digiworld has brought my life meaning, given me a purpose."
"I wouldn't change my life either." Matt said. The beginning of tears were glistening in his eyes too. "Not at all."
"It goes the same with me." Mimi said softly.
"Me too." Joe replied.
Kari and Tk just nodded.
Sora gave a bittersweet smile, and squeezed Tai's shoulder. He looked deep within her beautiful amber eyes and found solace in their depths. He squeezed her shoulder back. Surrounded by his friends, and about to be attacked by a horde of evil Digimon, Tai was at peace. What was it the Klingons used to say on that old Star Trek show. Oh yeah.
It was a good day to die.
"This reeks," thought Matt as he stared from the ridge at the evil Digimon that would be in attacking range in a few minutes.
He crossed his arms into his characteristic pose and peered down to get a better look at their enemy. Some Rookies and In-trainings, with mostly Champions and Ultimates. Most worrisome were the Megas. They looked tough and battle hardened.
Not the easiest thing to defeat.
Matt paused as he looked. There were familiar faces in the crowd. Kuwagamon, Dokugumon, and SkullMeramon to name a few. He thought he had seen the last of them.
Boy was he wrong.
"Guys time to digivolve." Tai of course, ordered.
Matt felt the familiar tingle, as energy was sucked from him to Gabumon, and saw his chest beginning to glow. He saw Gabumon pass through his Champion and Ultimate stages to become the Mega Digimon…
"….MetalGarurumon!"
Matt felt the mysterious awe that came always when Gabumon digivolved, that wonder that he had something to do with it. Gennai had often said that they possessed fantastic powers, and he believed it. Those powers had been the downfall of Apocalymon. Unfortunately, most of those powers were usually sound asleep. Matt groaned. This was no time for them to take a nap.
Matt chided himself. This was no time to get all reflective; there was a battle to be fought. A battle not in their favor but still…
Ssshhhrrreee. BOOM!
An explosion rocked Matt and the other Digidestined, sprayed rocks and dirt in their faces. The first wave was in firing wave.
No time for thought. No time for emotion. Only time for action.
The battle had begun.
Run, run, run! Dodge and weave, dodge and weave! To Sora this had become her world. A world full of pain and suffering and blood. There a Digimon dying from a mortal wound from one of her friends, here WarGreymon and a Boltmon locked in a vicious duel. Everywhere death. And more death. More. Overwhelming, suffocating, Sora felt like she was drowning in a lake of darkness.
That momentary lapse of attention proved fatal, as a massive bolt of energy came reigning down on her. Looming closer and closer, Sora didn't even notice until the heat of the blast became perceptible against her skin. Then she whirled and…
"Oh God!"
"Giga Scissor Claw!"
A similar burst of energy completely vaporized the first. Sora looked up and saw Izzy and HerculesKabuterimon standing there, now battling more enemy Digimon. Izzy swiping at a Gazimon with a branch and HerculesKabuterimon blasting Okuwamon and Musyamon into oblivion. Izzy finally knocked out his opponent with a swift underhand blow, and turned his attention to two Numemon sneaking up on him. He quickly dispatched the two bundles of slime and raced to Sora, now dealing with her own antagonist.
Sora wasn't afraid of the Candlemon trying to turn her into a living fireball, she was boiling mad. The Rookie threw another "Flame Bomber" at her face that she easily dodged with the speed and agility honed by years of soccer and running from Digimon obsessed with her destruction. No more running for her. She saw Izzy racing towards her, stick in hand. She gave a feral smile. She didn't need any help. She was going to show this little upstart why she was the most feared player in her entire soccer league.
"Flame Bomber"
Sora evaded again and saw her opening. The little Digimon had left his flank wide open. Perfect opportunity. One swift kick and the Candlemon went flying into the middle of a firefight between a Triceramon and her buddy, Phoenixmon. Instant deletion.
"Are you alright?" Izzy asked, concerned.
"Just fine."
"Are you sure?"
" I'm FINE!"
"Ok, sure. Prodigious." Izzy said, in a tone that clearly stated he didn't believe a word she said.
Sora began beating her way through Digimon, with Izzy shadowing her protectively, HerculesKabuterimon taking care of any powerful obstacle in their way. She had to get to Tai - nothing else mattered but him. She saw him tackling a Bakemon, while WarGreymon finished off the pesky Boltmon that had been assaulting him. Sora grinned, despite being in the middle of a grisly battle, at the sight of him. Even bloody, battered, and beat up, he still shone with an inner light of courage that refused to flicker and die in the face of defeat. She loved that about him. How he never seemed to give up, even in a situation that was completely impossible. Sora felt her cheeks go warm as she knocked down the last few enemy Digimon in her way.
And then she was face to face with him. He managed to give a crooked smile as if to say everything was going to be all right, that everything would go back to what it was before the madness started. That life from now on would be blissful, happy. Perfect. As if things were going differently than they were. Even though they knew that they were not.
At that point Sora was at peace. A calm spot in the middle of a raging storm. Her heart was overflowing with the warmth she felt just being near Tai. Whenever she was near Tai, she felt safe, protected.
She loved him.
And he would never know.
That thought stung her like a thousand hornets. He would never know. And she would never know if he loved her back. Not for certain. And that hurt worse than any Digimon's attack.
They don't see it. They don't see that they are each other's world. They don't see that they love each other, and the tragedy is, they'll probably never know.
Izzy raced among the fights on the battlefield, engaging in some of his own when confronted. His sharp analytical mind constantly spewed forth new strategies for survival and contemplated the drama going on where Tai and Sora fought, side by side.
It was so obvious. He loved her. She loved him. And they had no clue in hell what the other felt for them. Still Izzy felt envy for them. They had each other, even if they didn't know it. He had no one. Mimi had the hots for Joe, and Joe felt the same way for her, even if he vehemently denied it. Tk and Kari were beginning to feel the stir of affection for each other, and Tai and Sora; well it wasn't hard to see what was going on between them. Only Matt was in the same boat as Izzy. He wondered how Matt could stand it, having no one to be completely close to. Izzy didn't know how he himself would stand it. Only time would tell.
If he was granted that time.
"Petal Blast!"
Rosemon yelled her attack, and annihilated the Vilemon that had been charging her. But how many she destroyed more would take their place. They were getting exhausted and there was no end in sight. Mimi moaned. At times like this, she wished she were in an air-conditioned mall, far away from all the fighting and gore and hate. Like that was going to happen. Whenever they destroyed one evil Digimon, an even worse one rose up and took its place. At the pace they were going, Mimi was afraid one of them was going to break something far worse than a nail.
Which looked more than likely at this point.
"Hey honey, be my date or be destroyed. Your choice." a voice said in an eager tone.
Mimi looked over her shoulder and saw it. A Garbagemon. A Garbagemon who definitely didn't know it was rude to ogle a lady. A Garbagemon who was about to get the most brutal letdown in history. Mimi's features twisted into a furious grimace. The Garbagemon nervously began to back off, thinking that maybe he had tried to pick up the wrong girl.
Mimi screamed an angry war cry as she launched herself at the offending Digimon. The Garbagemon was too shocked to act. A wild swing of her arm and "THUD", the Garbagemon went reeling into a mass of fighting Digimon. He didn't last too long after that.
Mimi went back to helping the others in the battle. The situation looked worse and worse by the moment. Unless something was done, they were finished for.
And to think she could be in a sale right now.
Joe winced as MarineAngemon destroyed a few more enemy Digimon with his Ocean Love attack. They just kept coming and coming, there seemed to be no end to them. He glanced at Mimi who was engaged in a battle with a Garbagemon that seemed to be more interested in getting a date than defending himself. Of course Mimi would not be caught dead with that creep, and sent the Digimon flying with one well placed slap.
He had to admire her courage in battle, not to mention a whole lot of other things. She was kind, generous, sweet and always made him feel good even when he was in the depths of depression or suffering an allergy attack. Even though he would deny it to the others, he had to admit to himself that she was something special. Really special. She wasn't the ditz many took her to be.
Then he saw it. HolyAngemon and HolyAngewomon were flying to the center of conflict with Tk and Kari on their backs. Something was up, something favorable for their side. If those two combined their attacks it would be an ugly rout for the other side. Joe felt hope blossom inside of him as he slammed into a Digimon that had been sneaking up on Mimi. If they could hold the enemy off for a few more minutes then maybe they could win. Maybe.
Maybe.
Tk felt the warm breeze blow through his hair and wipe away the tears in his eyes as he flew on HolyAngemon's back to the center of the fray. He and Kari had come up with a crazy plan to end the entire thing. If it was done right. If the slightest error were made, the tiniest mistake, then both HolyAngemon and HolyAngewomon would lose all their energy, dedigivolve back to Gatomon and Patamon and their one chance for victory lost. If it did go right, they would still lose their energy but there would be no enemy to worry about. But even if they twitched wrong… Tk shook his head. He had to have faith. In the abilities of his Digimon friends and himself, he had to trust. If he didn't, this was all for nothing. After all, he wasn't the Child of Hope because of his dashing good looks.
He looked at Kari. Serene as always, she seemly glowed while sitting on HolyAngewomon's back. Gazing at her, Tk wouldn't be surprised if she actually did start shining. It had happened before, in MachineDramon's cold and dank sewers. Kari had gotten sick for a while, really sick. Then when she got better, she had started glowing with a weird white light that somehow supercharged their Digimon partners. Tk had thought it really creepy at the time, but at this time he was hoping something like that would happen. It would certainly help things out.
Tk furrowed his brow in determination. No matter what, they would win. Not even if they threw something like Apocalymon at them again.
He would make sure of that.
Kari looked at the battlefield from her vantage point. She could see Matt going all out with a tough looking Gazimon, and Tai and Sora ganging up on a Nanimon that had tried to ambush MetalGarurumon. Matt managed to land a right hook to the Gazimon's jaw to send him into unconsciousness, and then raced to help out Tai and Sora, who were barely managing to hold their own. Between the three of them, the Nanimon was put out of business after a little tricky maneuvering.
Kari choked back her own horror. She had never seen such violence and hate before. Even all the battles against Myotismon, the Dark masters and Apocalymon hadn't prepared her for this! Her head reeled from every anguished cry that drifted up from the battlefield below. What was the point of being a Digidestined if they couldn't prevent this from happening? Kari desperately wished to know the answer, be it from a higher power or her big brother.
And now they were going to add to all that terrible suffering and horror. Kari felt sick inside from the thought. Even though they were doing this for the greater good, the cost would be inconceivable. Kari tried to comfort herself that she was preventing more tragedies from happening, but the notion rang empty in her heart.
HolyAngemon and HolyAngewomon began to charge up to deliver their attacks to the army below. And then…
"Heaven's Gate!"
"Holy Light!"
HolyAngemon and HolyAngewomon sent down thousands of beams of pure seething energy to strike their targets into dust. The multiple explosions resulting from energy meeting Digimon kicked up a dust cloud that blanketed the battlefield, obscuring everyone's sight. When it settled Kari gasped at what she saw.
Fifteen Mega Digimon had survived.
Fifteen very pissed off Mega Digimon had survived.
What were they going to do now?
Matt watched in horror as HolyAngemon and HolyAngewomon dedigivolved into Patamon and Gatomon, and all four fell screaming from the sky.
"WarGreymon save them!" Tai cried.
"MetalGarurumon you too! Grab them before they crash!"
There was no need for Matt or Tai to even speak, because before a sound could be uttered from their throats, both of the Mega Digimon was speeding to their aid. With quick, deft movements WarGreymon snatched Kari and Gatomon out of the air, and MetalGarurumon did the same for Tk and Patamon. Swiftly the two young children and their Digimon were returned to their respective older brothers.
Matt raced to his younger brother the moment he was safely on the ground. Tk looked fine, a little shaken up, but fine. Patamon wasn't so good. Utterly exhausted, he lay unconscious in Tk's arms. Glancing at Tai, who was fussing over Kari, he gathered that she was ok, but a closer look revealed that Gatomon was out of the game too. Which wasn't good for their chances. Grimacing, Matt wondered what else could go wrong.
As if on cue, the remaining enemy Digimon began glowing darkly.
The remaining Digimon began to pulsate with the strange black aura. Izzy wondered what it could possibly be. A Digievolution to the next level perhaps? Whatever it was, statistically speaking, it didn't bode well for the Digidestined side. He wracked his brain with possible theories about what was really going on, each wilder than the last, but he couldn't come to a definite conclusion. He didn't have to wait long for an answer…
Suddenly the enemy Digimon exploded into bursts of black and purple light that swirled around a central point. Dark electricity flared madly, a few blots striking out at the befuddled Digidestined, as a new shape began to form. The sky turned black as a sinister voice thundered out…
"I have become Kimeramon, destroyer of worlds!"
Izzy had to smirk as the new and improved force of darkness said his introduction. Where did he get his lines? The secondhand bad guy's vocabulary store? He grabbed his laptop to get the lowdown on this new force. He activated the Digimon analyzer and read what it said about this "Kimeramon". When he looked up, all the smugness from the Digimon's corny lines had been erased. Pale and quaking he read off what it said to the others.
"Kimeramon is a Mega supercharged Digimon. His powers exceed Apocalymon by…by……by TEN times!!!!! His attacks are, well his attacks are…anything he wants them to be! He can twist reality to whatever shape he desires. In short you don't want to do anything to make this guy mad!"
"Don't worry Izzy. We can take down this guy. All we need is a little teamwork!" HerculesKabuterimon said fiercely.
"And a very big miracle! Didn't anyone hear what Izzy said? TEN more times powerful than APOCALYMON! Can use ANY attack he wants! Can CONTROL reality! It took all of us to defeat Apocalymon. Including Gatomon and Patamon. Is anyone but me thinking this is absolutely CRAZY!" Joe ranted.
"Come on Joe. Have a little faith. After all, we've gotten out of worse situations." MarineAngemon scolded.
"Really?" Joe's expression darkened "Name one?"
"…"
"Thought so."
"Come on guys. Stop fighting. This is not the time or the place." Sora said.
Unfortunately, before Izzy could add anything to the argument, Kimeramon impatient with the delay, attacked.
"Terra Force!"
"Metal Wolf Claw!"
"Fire Cascade!"
"Giga Scissor Claw!"
"Petal Blast!"
"Ocean Love!"
The remaining Digimon launched their most powerful attacks at the charging monstrosity. But the weakened Megas' best efforts barely fazed him. Tai stood frozen as WarGreymon was tossed aside like a rag doll and MetalGarurumon was slammed into a rock wall. He couldn't believe it. Kimeramon was making mincemeat out of their best friends. All he could wonder was what could they do? What could they possibly do?
The ground began to twist and writhe. Kimeramon was using his incredible god-like powers to reconfigure the Digiworld into something out of their worst nightmares. And to think, there was something infinitely more powerful controlling this beast. If they couldn't handle this, how could they handle its master?
Tai felt something slimly wrap around his leg. The earth was swallowing him whole. As he frantically twisted around, he saw the others suffering the same fate. What could he do? He couldn't give up. Everybody was depending on him, all their hopes and dreams were on his shoulders. For them he wouldn't give up. Not even if he had to claw his way out of the mire, and kill Kimeramon himself.
In thinking that, he felt something explode inside himself. An indescribable feeling, Tai felt like he was plugged into the flow of energy of the universe itself. The mud that was suffocating him was torn off and shot outward in all directions. Nothing was left except a sparkling aura of gold and orange. Sora beside him had also broken free, and donned a similar aura except in red and fuchsia.
In amazement Tai stared, as one by one the Digidestined broke free, engulfed in light of their own respective colors. He had known they had "powers", but he never imagined they had abilities like these. He wasn't even sure they should have such power. There was always the temptation to abuse them. But under present circumstances, he couldn't complain. After all, who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth?
"Tai you alright?" WarGreymon asked concerned "How do you feel?"
"Like I've swallowed a pound of sugar. Aside from that…fine…. Better than fine actually. I'm completely healed. Weird."
"Well you certainly look strange. I didn't know you could do that."
"Neither did I."
Matt stared at the energy field outlining his hands. It gave off a soft blue light, shot through with silver. It was incredible; he didn't believe something like this could ever happen. Well it had, and even Kimeramon was staring dumbstruck. Was this what Gennai had meant all along about their powers. It made the destruction of Apocalymon look like a parlor trick.
"It can't be! No human is supposed to have that kind of power! It's IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!" Kimeramon quaked in disbelief. He was shaking visibly. Matt thought it odd that a being with so much power, a being capable of tossing six extremely powerful Megas around like tinker toys, would be afraid of them.
"'Fraid so, tall, dark and ugly. When you're dealing with the Digidestined, ANYTHING is possible." Joe stated boldly, his silver and black aura flaring madly. No fear at all, Matt noted with shock. If not anything else, the transformation had given Joe a major confidence boost.
At Joe's outburst, Kimeramon shrank ever so little back. It seemed to be having second thoughts about the battle. Matt was ever so gratified to see this display of fear, small as it was. It meant that still they had a chance of succeeding. No matter how slim.
Kimeramon's face twisted into an expression that could only be described as totally crazed. Its multicolored eyes widened and narrowed disjointedly, while its mouth twisted into a psychotic grin. Its arms, wings, claws, flippers and tentacles trashed wildly, and then it spoke…
"Die…"
It began charging up to unleash its final attack; the ground shook as he gathered his strength for one final blow. Matt didn't panic though. It seemed like nothing, as if all they needed to do to get rid of this evil was simply wishing it all away. The others didn't look at all frightened either, as if they had realized the same thing. Matt grinned and reached down into his heart of hearts and…
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"
…just commanded the darkness to leave. Distantly he heard the death screams of Kimeramon as he was disintegrated to nothingness. Then a brilliant white light slammed into Matt, and he knew no more.
A few moments or was it hours later, Matt forced open his eyes and nearly doubled over in pain from excruciating injuries that were spread all over his body. Those were quickly forgotten though as soon as he saw what lay before him. A few moments later a horrifying scream ripped the Digiworld in two with its agonized denial.
(The one and only A/N in the story: Yeah, yeah I know I didn't include Matt saw. That's taken care of in the hour of the wolf. Maybe a shameless plug on my part, but still I think in this story, it's more effective without the graphic detail of the aftermath.)
Fog began masking the battleground long after Matt had awakened, heralding the arrival of a figure cloaked entirely in slick black. In its hands, it carried a huge crystal obelisk illuminated by small comet-like flames dancing in the interior. Fourteen in all, they tried to desperately escape their translucent prison. But try as they might, they couldn't. Instead they kept bouncing off the obelisk's walls. The nameless figure peered closer at them, amused curiosity shinning under hooded eyes. On the outside, the sparks didn't look that significant, the only defining feature that they were seven different colors, a specific color assigned to a pair of sparks. Yellow, orange, red, pink, green, purple and gray. Nothing seemingly special. The hooded figure chucked in hindsight. Those common looking flames held enough power to destroy a universe.
Behind the hooded figure three horribly misshapen Digimon glided in. They looked deeply concerned, worry twisting their every word…
"We have done as you asked. We've captured their souls from their flight to heaven and entrapped them in the obelisk. But reconsider. The risks are too great. If they should break free and…"
"And what Seeramon? This obelisk is indestructible. The souls will not escape and rejoin with their physical selves. Forget that stupid prophecy you so foolishly cling to. The Digidestined will make excellent dark warriors. Once I release their full potential and channel it, this world and all others are…mine! It doesn't matter I sacrificed my entire army. It's a small price compared to this!"
"My master, you are making a grave mistake. The Digidestined are dead! If you resurrect them, release their full potential, and those souls do escape…they will destroy us all. It has been predicted and so will be if this is allowed to continued."
"ENOUGH OF THIS STUPIDITY!" the nameless mon roared, raising an arm and focusing its dark power "That prophecy is nothing more than the delusions of some idiotic Digimon. The risks are nil, like your usefulness!" One tendril of sizzling black energy snaked out and reduced the cowering Digimon to ashes.
Wiping its hands on its black robes, it concentrated on the task at hand.
Black and purple lightening rained downed, as a vortex of dark power formed around the sinister figure. It struck fourteen lifeless bodies and encased them in unholy light. It strained as it returned to them the precious commodity of life and improved their very being. Made them perfect. It secretly smiled; only it knew the unspeakable secret about the Digidestined's powers. That they had used unknowingly only a fraction of them. Fully unleashed, they were an indescribable force, capable of anything. And all under its control. Finished, it sat back and waited. And waited. Waited. Nothing happened…
…And then all at once, the fourteen's eyes opened.
They rose in unison and stood at silent attention. The nameless mon's lips pulled back in a wicked smirk, and then hung open shocked.
There were only fourteen.
Gasping, it frantically looked from the obelisk to the reborn Digidestined to the obelisk again. Fourteen! Where were the Guardian and the Digimon of friendship? They must not have been killed in the shockwave that followed Kimeramon's death. But how? How? How did they escape when everyone else did not? They must have had some protection from the blast. Damn. They were loose cannons. They would have to be dealt with. And soon. Maybe the Seeramon weren't so foolish as it believed.
It squashed down the feeling that it had set something irreversible in motion, as it turned to its new troops. It could handle two renegades. And it had the perfect method how. Nothing to be worried about. Hopefully.
"Welcome" it said with barely suppressed glee "Welcome my Digidestroyers"
To be continued….
So what did you think? Please R/R. I told you guys before I wouldn't kill off them permanently, and I live up to my word. A good compromise don't you think? Anyway, before I write the next one, there has to be ten reviews. Come on, I know how many of you guys have been accessing my stories and I'd like 1/20th of the people to say something. Please. -- ShannonL