Me not owe Digimon. And you realize I'm copy-pasting this from other stories, right? :P



Well, this is it! The final chapter! Hope you guys don't mind this story being short, I just have The Power Within to work on and the planned sequel (anyone in favor of a sequel, in his review add 'Aye').

Thank you. I know I have at least one constant reader, and if I have more then ^___^ this is for you.

And one last thing- sorry about the attacks' names and Digimon's as well being wrong. I usually use the Japanese names for angst, but this one required the attacks and Digimon which I know little about. Gomen.



Chapter 3 - A Lost Soul Found

"Fire Rocket!"

"Tempest Wing!"

The Chosen Children cheered as they watched the hostile Seadramon sink into the bay's water.

"BINGO!!!"

Everyone looked at Miyako surprised, other than Iori who shared her sudden look of annoyance.

"Oh, no, not HIM again!"

A man, about 40, with a suit and the start of grey hair, ran up to them, shouting 'Bingo' as photographers took pictures.

"Who's that guy, Miya-Chan?"

Hikari asked.

"Well, Hikari-Chan, that guy's a politician who's gone to a great amount of effort to STALK Iori-Kun and myself, and everyone he might think is a Chosen."

"Oh. So that's the guy Onii-San was talking about showing up at his concerts and going on stage while performing!"

"But we have more important things to think about right now."

Iori noted.

"Yeah, we have to find out how that Seadramon made it to the real world!"

"Daisuke's right. We... um, excuse me?"

Takeru said with annoyance at the politician who was playing with his hat in front of the photographers.

"Interesting. How do I look?"

Takeru snatched the hat back and turned to his friends.

"So what's the game plan?"

"Go to the Digital World, perhaps?"

"That's a good idea. Now if only we had a way to get out of here!"

Ken mentioned at the sight of the crowd. They all looked, and noticed two figures waving at them.

"Hey, Daisuke, look! There's our Neechans! Hey Oneechan!"

"Hey Jun-Oneechan!"

Momoe waved back and so did Jun, only a bit more franticly.

"What's wrong with your sister, Daisuke?"

"Beats me, Ken. WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU! What... Do you guys make anything from what she's shouting?"

"A little. Look... Look be... behe..."

Tailmon finished the sentence.

"Look behind us!"

The Seadramon that fell into the water now emerged as a MegaSeadramon.

"Oh, no..."

"Hikari! Bad news, I can't Digivolve to Angewomon!"

"Takeru! I can't either!"

"Than there's only one thing we CAN do, right guys?"

"RIGHT!"

The Digimon, other than Wormon, Digivolved.

"Good luck, you guys."



Momoe seemed confused.

"First they were big. Now they're small again. Now they're back to big? I'd never understand it."

"Yeah!"

"You agree with me?!"

"GO FLADRAMON!"

"--;;;"

"Hey, you got your laptop with ya?"

"o.O? Excuse me?"

Without waiting for Momoe's reaction, Jun grabbed the laptop and ran through all of the crowd and policemen.

"Hey, lady! Hold it!"

The politician noticed Jun as well.

"Hey, wait! I can help, BINGO!"

Jun rolled her eyes and just ran faster until she was at her brother's side.

"Otoutu-Chan, send him back to the Digital World!"

"Way to go, Neechan! Fladramon, you heard her! We've got a Digi-port in three... two... one..."

Jun opened the Laptop and the Digi Port showed on it. It was closed.

"Digi-Port, open!"

The little symbol turned green with a beep and the portal opened. A Control Spire showed, but no one paid it any attention.

The Digimon, with a combined effort, sent MegaSeadramon into the portal.

"YEAH!"

"ALL RIGHT!"

"BINGO!"

This time is WAS Miyako.

The crowd began to cheer as well, and the photographers ignored the politician for a blissful moment. But these are Chosen Children we're talking about. Those moments never last. Iori was the first to notice something was wrong.

"Guys, the Digi-Port!"

He pointed at the laptop Jun was holding. The Digi-Port was attempting to close as bright light started filling the screen and eventually broke out of the screen, knocking Daisuke back a few good feet.

"Jun!"

He called and tried to run to his sister, but the light caused an explosion and soon all of the Chosen Children were on the ground with their Digimon. The Digi-Port was still open, only the Control Spire was no where in sight no the screen. In its stead, a figure approached the screen.

"KEN!"

Mrs. Ichijouji cried as soon as the dust and smoke cleared. She ran and hugged her son. Her husband joined them shortly.

The commotion obviously caught the attention of whole of Tokyo, since representatives of all the Chosen's families or at least friends were there.

Taichi ran to Hikari.

Yamato made sure Takeru was all right.

Momoe gave Miyako a piece of her mind and then a hug.

Koushiru took care of Iori.

But in Daisuke's case, in stead of looking after him, he ran to Jun who laid faint on the ground.

"Jun! Wake up, come on, wake up! Please, don't be hurt too much, please?"

She slowly regained awareness in his arms and looked around.

"We... Won?"

Daisuke nodded and they hugged.

"I'm glad you're all right, Neechan."

"I'm glad you're all right, Otoutu."

She shed one tear of happiness, and the Digi-Port sprang to life. In another brilliant flash of light, another figure stood next to the fallen laptop.

The entire Ichijouji family went paler than they already were naturally.

"It... Can't be!"

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There he stood, with his glasses, messy blue hair, and trademark Ichijouji smirk. He looked at the Chosen Children with interest, until his eyes fell on Ken and his parents. Mrs. Ichijouji almost fainted.

"This can't be true, can it?"

She pleadingly asked Ken, who only stared at the newcomer. He slowly rose to his feet and approached him.

Eye to eye, one brilliant mind against another, they stood there for 5 minutes, perhaps more. It might have been an hour and more for all the people around them cared.

But then the smirk disappeared, Ken's face started to gain a smile, and before anyone knew what was going on, the two of them were hugging. Ken's parents were soon to follow.

Soon all the Chosen were standing in a circle around them, congratulating Ken and helping his parents stay sane.

Ken leaned against Daisuke for physical and mental support, and allowed himself to shed tears of happiness.

"Daisuke, this... This IS real, right?"

"It is, Ken. It IS."

"Then in that case, Daisuke, I can say for certain, that his is the happiest day in my life."

"In mine as well, Ken"

The 'stranger' said.

That's when Daisuke got it.

'It came true... MY WISH CAME TRUE!'

"Hey, Neechan, you'd never believe it!"

He turned around to face Jun.

"I don't believe it myself, but... Hey, are you ok?"

He asked, seeing the tears on his sister's face and the disbelief.

Noticing this, everyone, including the stranger turned to Jun.

Seeing her, the stranger gained the same look of disbelief Jun had. Jun shook her head and lowered it, mumbeling something. Then she got up and looked at the 'stranger', tears of joy staining her eyes.

"Is it really you? Truly?"

The stranger nodded and smiled sadly, apparently deep in thoughts.

"It's me."

There was a second of silence, when Jun started laughing out loud, and jumped on the stranger. She hugged him so strongly that his face began to look like his hair.

"Please, god, if this is a dream, no one better wake me up."

"This is no dream. I assure you. This time I'm here for good."

He hugged her back, ad she seemed so happy from it that Daisuke couldn't help but smile as well.

"I really missed you, Jun-Chan."

"I missed you even more, Osamu-Kun. I really did"



Later that night, when Daisuke lied in bed and looked at the stars, his last thought before he went to sleep was-

'I owe you guys. BIG time.'



A/N- I brought him back, I brought him back, I brought Osamu Ichijouji back! ^_____^ Pretty Predictable, considering I put this story in the 'Osamu' category in the characters options, but still! ^___^

R&R! ^___^

One last thing- this officially ends the medium projects. I might add some one shot one-chaptered fics, but from now on I'll write TPW (The Power Within). Thank you for listening. And look forward for the sequel! ^___^