AN: Well, here's Chapter Three

AN: Well, here's Chapter Three!

Disclaimers: Ancient spirits and miscellaneous people are mine. That's it. I'm merely messing with everyone else's lives. I don't own them, however much I may wish to.

Chapter Three

It had been two years since Yagami Hikari's disappearance. Her father hadn't given up on his search for his little girl, but Lily had. She had said after a year of searching that because the crime rate in Tokyo had gone down so much, if Kari was there to be found, she would have been. There was no reason to put hopes up when they'd just come crashing down, she said.

Something about the word 'hopes' was irritating Tai. It rang a deep chord inside him, but he couldn't pin down why. Something about hope…

It should have a capital "H," he finally decided. Like it was someone's name. Hope with a big "H" was important.

Secure in the knowledge that he'd figured out something important, the eight-year-old fetched his soccer ball and headed to the park, after requesting—and receiving—permission from both his parents. They had insisted of knowing where he was every minute of the day since losing Kari.

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Wizardmon was pacing in his small, stone cell. Well, maybe 'cell' wasn't the correct word… Tiny little room which was equivalent to a human penitentiary cage. No, never mind, cell would work.

Worried about Gatomon as he was, keeping still was not an option. His cat friend was falling more and more under Myotismon's spell as time went on, and didn't even realize it! That human girl child was the only thing really keeping her sane and fighting the vampire digimon. That girl—Kari, he believed her name to be—had a strong effect on Gatomon and the white cat digimon kept sneaking over to help the girl after the beatings. That was where Gatomon was right now.

"He's going to find out," the wizard sighed, placing his head against the stone wall with a thunk. "You're just digging yourself in deeper, my friend."

Then said friend burst in, panting and terrified.

"He's going to kill her, Wizardmon!" Gatomon gasped out. "I don't think he cares anymore!"

"WHAT!"

The two friends took off running for the dungeons, attempting to save the Light Child who could be their world's only hope.

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Screams and the words "Crimson Lightning!" pierced the darkness, along with the slaps of that lightning whip hitting flesh.

"Stop!" the Child of Light begged, tears streaming down her six-year old face as she curled up into a defensive ball. "Please stop! I'll be good! I promise I'll be good! Just stop! Please, just stop!" But her tormenter had no desire to do such a thing. If anything, he only increased his attacks.

Unnoticed, Gatomon and Wizardmon burst in through the open door.

Wizardmon could only stand in horror as he watched the beating.

Gatomon, however, could only remain unmoved for so long.

She leapt at her 'master,' releasing a "Lightning Paw!" as she did so. Though there was no fatal damage to the vampire, it certainly distracted him.

"Kari!" Gatomon cried, instantly at the side of the barely conscious child. Helping the girl up so her back was braced against the wall, rather than the pool of blood on the floor, Gatomon promised to help this child she felt so much for.

Then the digivice Myotismon had kept at his waist began to beep and glow. As it began to burn him, he pulled it off and threw it away. He didn't realize that he threw it at his competition.

The small brunette caught it and a huge light shone forth, resonating with the one coming from the holy light emitted purely by the child.

With a shocked exclamation, Gatomon felt power rising within her, filling her as the light surrounded her and her 'master' screamed in pain from the Light.

"Gatomon digivolve to… Angewoman!"

"Gato's an angel now," Kari whispered, suddenly feeling much better as the light emitted from her partner healed the worst of her wounds and replaced some of the blood. "I've got my own guardian angel now, just like Tai said I would get if I was good."

The Angel of Light and the Undead King began to fight, the Crimson Whip doing little damage to the Light Angel. Unfortunately, his bats summoned darkness even as they fled to the corners and Myotismon had the advantage unless he came near the two.

"Celestial Arrow!" An arrow was shot off into the darkness and, by luck, it wounded its target.

"Damn you!" the vampire snarled as he held his shoulder. The wound was deep and he couldn't launch any worthwhile attacks from on his knees. "You're my servant!" It was about time one of them was deeply injured. The fight had been going on for quite a few hours.

"Quickly, Kari," Angewoman ordered, ignoring her former master. "Hold up your digivice! I'm going to try something, and you have to promise not to scream. I'm not sure how well this is going to work."

"Okay, Angel," Kari said simply. She had complete trust in the cat-turned-angel who had been secretly taking care of her for the past two years. The trust, belief, and love that radiated from both her eyes and aura caused Angewoman to hesitate slightly. What if she somehow destroyed that trust? But part of her told her that would never happen.

So, taking a deep breath and raising her arms over her head, she called out, "HEAVEN'S CHARM!"

The brilliant Light emanating from the Child increased to give the Angel more power. The air shone the colors of the rainbow with collected power over the Angel's hands. Slowly, the rainbow cleared to show a place with green hills and a forest in the background. There were a few small animals running around.

"Kari, do you trust me?" Angewoman asked, kneeling down in front of her Chosen, using more and more of her power to keep the gate open.

"Stupid question," Kari mumbled weakly, climbing to her feet and collapsing against her partner, digivice clutched tightly in her hand as her self-created light faded. "'Course I do."

Picking up the young girl, the blonde angel leapt into the air and through the spell.

"Myotismon," she called. "I am not your servant. I never have been."

Then the portal of Light momentarily connecting two worlds rolled up on itself and vanished, leaving Myotismon and Wizardmon alone in the darkness. The wizard had not left the doorway in the five hours since he had reached it.

"Why didn't you do anything?" the vampire snarled.

"I did not wish to interrupt your concentration, Master," Wizardmon said with a bow, sweeping his hat off his head and holding it over his chest.

"Rubbish!" the vampire snarled as he got to his feet and swept out of the dungeons, hurrying to find a digimon he commanded who could heal him.

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Ishida Matt jumped when he heard his little brother let out a loud shot of glee.

"What is it, TK?" he asked, pulled away from watching the beautiful sunset. The two were in the park, their parents finally allowing them out of their sight for long periods of time.

"The Light's back!" the blonde screeched joyfully, wrapping his arms around his brother. "She's back! She's not hurting so much anymore!"

"Okay, TK," Matt said. "Let me go now, okay?" Takeru complied. "Who's Light?"

"The girl in my dreams," TK patiently explained for the billionth time that month. "She was being hurt. Now no one's hurting her!"

"That's good, TK," Matt told his brother, still under the firm belief that TK had dreamed up this 'Light.' "Now we need to get back to the apartment. It's almost six."

With a groan of disappointment, Takeru allowed himself to be led back home.

Once the brothers got home, the younger was still clammoring about the wonderous Light. He was pretty much ignored by all, except for the absentminded words from his father, "What a wonderful imagination you have, TK."

AN: There's the third chapter. Yes, it's short. But it's slightly longer than the last, and I'll try to make each one longer than the last.