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Fresh in soul and mind, Gabumon treked over the rough land his fur shining as it should, and his eyes no longer discolored and pale. With him he carried and aurora of happiness, calm and content to know that his friend was with him, and remembered him elsewhere. No longer did thoughts and regrets flood his mind. For he was home, and he loved his home, and he knew his companion loved him.

Dusk was coming, and the winds blew colder. A single star had appeared, once more, Gabumon's star, the blue star. It smiled down on his face, and shone brighter on that ending day.

Gabumon decided to bed down. He looked for a short time, poking at shallow holes, peering in caves, until he finally decided upon a light dip under a tree. It was comfortable enough, and, in no time, the digimon had fallen asleep.

*

"What do you mean, I couldn't possibly--"

"Just shut up. Both of us can take him. Remember, without his little human friend, he can't digivolve, you idiot."

GigaDramon snorted. "I don't remember anything of the sort. And you don't know, he might be able to! There's been no danger for him yet to try!"

"Well I don't think he can," MegaDramon hissed back sourly.

"Oh stop your ranting. I'm staying out of this one. Get yourself killed if you like," Giga snapped back, twisting his lithe, ebony form to turn his back on his allie.

"Fine, be scared. You always were!" And with that, MegaDramon dove from the sky, down towards his prey.

GigaDramon watched him go, not a trace of regret in his eyes. Besides, he was evil, why should he care? Just because the little Gabumon's friend had killed MachineDramon, didn't mean he had to get himself killed for revenge. He was taking no chances in the world that was slowly ridding itself of all that seemed bad. MegaDramon is a fool, he thought, gliding away so he did not have to watch the battle. He knew his friend had done himself in. He knew that MegaDramon had spoken his last words.

Giga stopped a short ways away, after he had passed over a large mountain. Gazing off, the mountain range seemed endless, as if they had sprung up across the whole world and dominated the plains. Somehow, he felt sorry for MegaDramon, sorry that his friend was going to be killed by foolishness. Well, he thought, I guess I always have been the passive one...

He shut his mind off from the sounds of battle that he heard in the distance. It worked. He could hear nothing of the fight.

This went on for at least an hour or so. Giga lay there, amongst the trees, eyes shut tightly. Then he heard it. MegaDramon's peircing, agonizing scream. The sound of it echoed inside Giga's skull, over and over, until he couldn't take it anymore. He rose, and glided swiftly away.

*

Gabumon sat back, exhausted. He had felt Matt's power soar through him as he fought MegaDramon. The dramon had fallen with one last cry, and Gabumon felt proud of himself.

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End of part two, part three soon to come! ^_^