Here is it. The chapter everyone has been waiting for, we've reached the climax. This has been a long time coming. I should have been clearer with that last chapter, that it was more of a two part chapter. There was far too much going on for me to put it all into one chapter. I hope that you enjoy it and leave me a review.
She'd lied, putting T.K. and all of them in danger without reason, Patamon's anger grew as he too realized that they'd been had. He watched as T.K. steadily lost it. Each time they spoke another word, his fingers would twitch, his expression would falter, if ever so unnoticeably, and his voice repeatedly lost the conviction he so desperately wanted to convey.
Patamon saw he needed to escape, but not out of the fear he'd been running away from all this time, but out of fear of giving in. He wasn't even thinking of running because of the inevitable encounter with Wisemon or his comrades; he was running away from Kari and the emotions she was dragging to the surface at the very worst moment.
He knew what he needed to do. He watched anxiously as T.K. made to run, being stopped by Kari. Patamon saw T.K. lean down and whisper to her, and the look on Kari's face was all the confirmation he needed.
A blinding light made them all stop and turn away, Angemon stood in their way. Only Kari had moved quick enough to evade him and rush into the forest after T.K.
Veemon growled. "Give me a break! Are we really doing this?"
"This is ridiculous!" Armadillomon hollered.
"How is fighting going to solve any of this?" Hawkmon agreed.
Ken gritted his teeth. "Angemon, how can you keep going along with this?"
Angemon shook his head sadly at his friends, his lips pursed. "This isn't helping T.K.!"
"Then tell us what will!" Davis threw his arms up, exasperated.
"He's told you countless times. If you care about him, you will stop your endless pursuits. T.K. is not being irrational. He's not being impulsive. You're the reason he's even in any danger right now."
Veemon snarled up at Angemon. "Why can't you just tell us what's going on?"
Hawkmon and Armadillomon echoed similar comments.
Gatomon narrowed her eyes as she passed Angemon. "They shouldn't be alone out there, right? So, I'm going after Kari. You got a problem?"
Angemon hesitated—if she could catch up to them, at least if Wisemon showed up, they'd have some protection.
Ken pulled his digivice out. "I won't let him run away again."
Angemon growled, changing his stance. "Don't do this. I need to get back to T.K. before something happens to him."
Stingmon, ExVeemon, Aquilamon and Ankylomon appeared in a combustion of flashes.
Ken looked at Davis and the other two. "Stay here, I'm going after them."
Davis shook his head. "There's no way I'll just sit back and wait."
Yolei and Cody both hesitated. Cody spoke up. "Davis, he's probably got the right idea, all of us running into the forest with none of our digimon partners with us is a terrible idea."
Yolei nodded. "Let Ken and Kari try to handle this, Gatomon can only protect so many people."
Davis cursed and waved his hands angrily. "Damn it, go already!" he turned away from Ken and toward Angemon.
Stingmon was in front of Angemon as Ken took off the same direction as T.K. and Kari had gone. "I don't want to fight you, let us help you." Angemon grimaced, he made to block Ken's path, but Stingmon and ExVeemon drove him back, allowing Ken to disappear into the shadows.
"Why aren't you listening? You're only putting T.K. in more danger!" Angemon growled. "Do you want to get him killed?"
Taken aback by this, the four champions hesitated, looking back at the three humans behind them. Davis looked up at Angemon angrily. "Because he slit his own wrist, that's why!"
Angemon shook his head and glowed brightly, again making everyone in the clearing look away, revealing MagnaAngemon. "Back down."
Stingmon and ExVeemon glanced down at Davis. His voice shook. "Not this time."
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T.K. couldn't feel anything, he barely acknowledged his blurred surroundings—it surprised him he hadn't tripped over anything, subconsciously he must have been paying more attention than he realized. That didn't stop the pain pulsing through his chest, his lungs burning as he forced air into them against their will, or the pounding in his head from everything that he'd just heard.
His body seized up on him, throwing him to his hands and knees roughly. He closed his eyes and gasped, unable to keep the pained cry from escaping his lips. He squinted and looked at his wrist; the bracelet was growling lightly. "Patamon…" Not being prepared for the ultimate evolution had caused T.K.'s muscles to constrict worse than they normally would. The pressure and tension the power was forcing on him as it fed through his digivice to MagnaAngemon was even more intense than the last time—even if there was substantially less pain, he could feel his body breaking under the force. "…Damn it." He cursed between labored breaths. "Move, move…" he didn't know if Patamon had stopped all of them—he was certain at least Kari had been on his heels. And Wisemon could appear at any moment. "Why won't she just let me go…?" he whimpered.
"T.K.!" Kari screamed, out of breath.
T.K. entire body surged with an unexplainable strength, allowing him to shove himself up, ignoring the blood that slid from between his lips.
"Please, T.K.!" Kari was right behind him.
T.K. didn't even realize the ground had suddenly evened, or that he was running over scarcely visible cobblestone. And he barely registered that there were leaning stone pillars, covered in moss and vines, on either side of the deteriorating path. It wasn't until his shoes were hitting solid stone that he stopped. He looked around at his surroundings; it resembled the other ruins where he'd found the crests. Sun light poured down on him from between the tall trees. His heartbeat pounding in his ears so loudly he didn't even hear Kari as she quickly reduced the distance between them, her voice suddenly coming into focus. "…don't do this!"
She collided into his back, making him staggered a few steps forward before falling back to his hands and knees. He kept the pained moan behind his lips, but it was still audible. She clung to him from behind, her shaking arms wrapped tightly around his torso, her heaving body pressed against his back.
"I know, T.K., I don't deserve your love after what I did." she breathed. "It's killing me knowing how much I've hurt you and how you're trying so hard to bear whatever this burden is, all on your own. But, please, let me help you." She bit back a sob. "I don't want you to die."
T.K. inhaled deeply, slowly. He couldn't move again. He couldn't fight her. He knew from the start that she would be his undoing. She shattered his resolve and stole all his strength with a simple embrace. Everything felt pointless, the running, the fighting, the lies. "Fine. I'll tell you."
Kari flinched, surprised—skeptical. "You will?"
He nodded. "But, if I tell you, you have to let me go."
She hesitated. "If I let you go, you'll…" she trailed off.
T.K. chuckled lightly, straightening. Kari rested her forehead on his back. "Wisemon wants to use me to open some kind of gate." It was like he was telling a story that belong to someone else. "Apparently to do that, it'll kill me."
Kari could barely register the words, let alone how casually he spoke them. "A gate to where?" she whispered.
He shrugged lightly. "I don't know for certain. Just that it will throw the world into darkness."
"Why you?"
"The Crest of Hope." He took another deep breath. "I found it back when we defeated Phelesmon."
"That's how Patamon evolved into MagnaAngemon to save Davis and Cody." It had been going on since then? "And mine?" She questioned lightly.
He shrugged. "I started collecting the crests a little over a month ago. I have mine, yours and six others."
Kari pulled her arms away from T.K., reaching she grasped his right arm and shifted around him so she could see his face. Tears fell from his eyes as he stared at the ground, defeated. She reached up and touched his face. He closed his eyes and tried to turn away from her, but she gently made him face her, that's when she saw the blood dripping from the corner of his lips and noticed that his hands shook subtly.
He opened his eyes, but kept his gaze off to the side, refusing to look into hers. His face contorted with shame, fighting back more tears. "I'm kind of stuck in a tough spot, you see." He swallowed, feeling his throat beginning to constrict. "If they took any of you hostage, I'd have to go with them, and if I do that…" He paused. "But, I'm also fairly certain that Patamon can't protect me from them forever…" He lifted his left wrist up in between them, staring down at the red lesion across his wrist. "I tried to see a scenario where I told you all this and you just said, 'All right, good luck, let us know how it turns out'. But I knew none of you would stand by idly and hope for the best, knowing that my life was in danger. Especially not Matt or Ken…" he clenched his teeth. "So, the only thing I could do was…"
"Hurt us enough that we wouldn't chase after you…" She murmured.
He began pulling his hand away, but she slid her hand from his arm and grasp his. He felt ashamed and tried to pull away, but she held on tightly. "Don't…" he breathed.
"You tried to kill yourself." Her voice barely audible. "Didn't you…" there was no longer a question in her mind.
He grimaced. "The outcome would be the same either way. At least this way, I wouldn't be leaving you all a chaotic mess to clean up."
Kari closed her eyes, lowering her head to hide the tears falling from her eyes, gripping his hand with both of hers tightly. "I…"
"And telling you all that changes nothing, for either of us. I still need you to let go, and you still can't." He reached his free hand up and brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen into her face, running his fingers down the side of her face until they lingered by her lips. "What little chance I have at surviving this, doesn't involve you."
Kari didn't dare look up. "T.K., I love you, I can't just let you…"
T.K. put his finger under her chin and gently lifted her face toward his. "No amount of love can fix this." He pressed his lips against her forehead.
As he pulled away, she looked into his eyes, the defeated look on his face as he spared her a sad smile. That broke her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He tried to pull back at first but relented to her will. After a few seconds, they parted, but their lips still lingered within a centimeter of each other. "Don't go." She whispered through her tears.
T.K. was the first one to lean back, his cheeks burning, and his gaze fixated on the ground between them. "When you go home, please, don't tell Matt."
Kari opened her eyes, feeling him stand. "T.K."
He looked back toward the direction they had come, Ken and Gatomon were staring at them from a slight distance away. By the look on Ken's face, they'd heard most of what he had explained to Kari.
He looked Ken in the eyes. "Take her home." He shifted away from them and took a few steps, wincing as Kari grabbed hold of his right arm, her grip shaking.
"If I let you walk away from me right now, I'll never see you again." Her eyes shut firmly. "I can't…"
T.K. didn't dare turn back to her, instead he continued forward, and his heart sank as she allowed him to slip from her grasp. He had only put a few feet between himself and Kari before he froze.
"T.K.?" Kari could feel the darkness rippling from the shadows.
"Kari…" His blood ran cold, his chest tightened. "…Run… Kari, just…" he couldn't make out more than a whisper.
A blast of pure darkness screamed through the forest, making them cover their ears and close their eyes. T.K. felt like something had hit him in the stomach, sending him crumpling to his hands and knees.
Once the force died down, he looked back to see Ken, Kari and Gatomon wrapped in strings of red rosary beads—Sanzomon. He looked back up the path ahead and saw the calm silhouette walking out of the shadows, into the rays of light, revealing the digimon who had attacked T.K. at the ruins and injured him that first night. Her golden staff in her right hand, her left hand lifted into a graceful position.
He couldn't think through his rising panic. "No…" he glanced back at Kari apprehensively.
Sanzomon lifted her hand, and the long string of beads wrapped around Kari slithered closer to her neck.
He turned back, struggling to his feet. "Stop." T.K. choked out. "I'll go with you."
She tilted her head at him, narrowing her eyes.
T.K. just stared at the digimon pensively. He wanted to run, scream, fight… anything other than yield, but he had no other choice.
"T.K.!" Gatomon hissed. "Don't!"
Ken struggled fruitlessly to escape his confines, but nothing worked. "T.K., don't do this."
Even though her mouth wasn't visible behind the silky red material covering her lower face, he could see the cruel smirk in her eyes. The digimon's gaze shifted past him briefly, before looking straight into his eyes.
"T.K.!" Kari cried out, struggling against the beads.
Sanzomon closed the gap between them, standing just a few feet away from T.K.
"No!" Kari had never felt so helpless—she did this. This was happening because of her. "T.K., run! Don't go with her. Please! I'm sorry—" Sanzomon lifted her hand. The beads wrapped ruthlessly around her neck to stop her from speaking.
T.K.'s entire body shook, his body felt hot and numb. He could hear her struggling to breathe behind him, but he didn't dare take his eyes from Sanzomon's. "Stop, please. I won't fight you." His voice just above a whisper. "Just let them go."
Sanzomon smiled, he could tell from her eyes. A sinister smile, one full of victory. She reached down and placed her hand on his face delicately.
T.K. couldn't feel air going into his lungs, almost as if he were the one with the beads wrapped around his neck. "I'll go…" He murmured hoarsely.
Sanzomon smirked, that triumphant hmph matching the look in her smug expression.
T.K. lowered his head, continuing to beg. "I'll go with you. Just don't hurt them."
"Good." The sound of Kari gasping for air followed her silky response.
"Kari!" Ken shouted as he moved forward, just barely catching her before she fell to her knees.
"Kari!" Gatomon cried worriedly as Ken lowered her down gently.
Kari shook her head and leaned forward toward T.K., coughing roughly. "Don't!" she cried.
T.K. kept his face down, his gaze fixed on the cobblestone.
Sanzomon reached to set her hand on T.K.'s shoulder, but all too quickly Gatomon perched, making the digimon recoil. Gatomon hissed, snarling at Sanzomon. "He's not going anywhere with you."
Gatomon leaped onto T.K.'s shoulder, making him flinch. "Gatomon?" he breathed her name sharply.
"And you'll to stop me?" Sanzomon scoffed.
Gatomon's expression lifted into a confident smirk. "I'm not the only one here you should worry about."
Sanzomon's snide expression disappeared, and she barely dodged the blindingly quick swing of MagnaAngemon's blade.
T.K.'s body tensed at the surge of power MagnaAngemon used, and he choked roughly, trying desperately to catch his breath, barely registering that Ken was rolling him onto his back, yelling at him. When had he hit the ground?
"T.K., are you all right?" he was gripping T.K.'s arm like he might vanish if he lost his grip.
T.K. slowly caught his breath, the taste of blood making his mouth go dry as he tried to speak. "Get Kari and…" he coughed, rolling onto his side. "Get out of here!" He groaned.
"Are you stupid?" Ken helped T.K. to sit up.
T.K. glared at Ken, but he couldn't respond. Looking up, he saw that MagnaAngemon was struggling to land a hit on Sanzomon, already looking battered from his confrontation with the others. This was what they were waiting for.
Gatomon whispered through clenched teeth. "I can feel the crest just like last time."
T.K. frowned. "You can evolve?"
She nodded hesitantly, her voice a whisper. "I can. But… can you withstand two ultimate evolutions at the same time?"
"He doesn't look like he can handle even one." Ken snapped.
T.K. hesitated before answering. "No, but it's the only chance we have." She shifted, ready to jump down, but T.K. continued. "If you don't think you can stop her, get Kari and Ken out of here." His resolve was astounding, his words only adding to the power she felt surging from him.
"No way—!" Ken protested, but Gatomon gave him a look.
Gatomon looked T.K. in the eyes and nodded. "I'll do what I can."
T.K. winced in pain as she jumped up in a flash of white light and burst into Angewomon in front of him. His vision blurred, and he moaned in pain as an overwhelming amount of pressure ached through his entire body. At least if he died this way, they couldn't open that damn gate, right? He felt Kari kneel beside him.
He looked up weakly. "You two need to get out of here." Everything sounded subdued and distant.
Kari cupped his face in her hands. "If she takes you, they'll kill you. I'm not letting that happen."
Ken nodded. "We can fight about what to do once they—"
Suddenly Angewomon crashed across the path, into a pile of stone rubble.
T.K. felt a sharp pain shoot through his head as Angewomon shoved herself up and dove back toward Sanzomon. She was trying not to use too much power, but when she did, it hurt.
He shoved Kari away and choked, blood splattering across the ground. "Heh. I won't last much longer at this rate." He murmured, snickering at the irony of the situation. "The only thing standing between me and death is killing me."
Kari turned to Ken. "Where are the others? We need help."
Ken was already typing on his cellphone, nodding. "I'm already on it." He muttered.
T.K. reached up and gripped Ken's wrist. "Don't—!" He winced in pain, inhaling sharply.
Ken supported T.K.'s weight, keeping him from collapsing. "We're getting you out of here."
"That won't change anything. He was following me in the real world too." T.K. choked out. "It isn't any safer there than it is here."
Ken frowned. "That's what you meant about being in danger in the real world…?"
Kari's face light with realization. "At the basketball game?"
T.K. looked up at her weakly. "Yeah… Wisemon was there."
Ken's eyes widened. "When you ran out of the gym…"
T.K. lowered his face guiltily. "We don't have time for this—" T.K. suppressed a pained scream, clutching his head.
MagnaAngemon crashed into the ground and slid a few yards before colliding into a cluster of trees. He struggled back to his feet; his frame shuttered with each labored breath.
"Are you all right?" Angewomon hollered.
"Don't worry about me, don't let her get near the others." He growled as he took back off into the air. Each time he or Angewomon had to expend power, he knew T.K. was suffering. How he even continued to maintain both of them at ultimate was astonishing. "We need to end this now!"
Angewomon cursed under her breath. "What do you think I've been trying to do?"
A long wide scroll appeared and spread across the air around Sanzomon, a glow coming from the letters on the paper. "I must agree with you on this. He's no good to any of us dead. Well, at least not yet."
"I won't let you!" MagnaAngemon shot forward, trying to interfere with the attack.
Angewomon called after him, but it was too late. She turned, intending to protect the children, but MagnaAngemon's limp form collided into her, sending them both hurtling into the ground.
Sanzomon clasped her hands together, and the glowing words on her scroll bounded off the paper. A forceful blast of orange light shot down toward the two digimon.
MagnaAngemon grabbed hold of Angewomon and dove out of the way, just barely escaping the blast.
Sanzomon was in front of them before he could get gather his balance, her staff coming down toward them—Stingmon parried her attack in a flash, making her retreat.
"You all right?" The digimon asked, not taking his eyes off the enemy.
Angewomon stood, steadying herself. "Fine, thanks to you."
MagnaAngemon shifted uncomfortably. "She's strong for an ultimate level, you're no match at champion."
ExVeemon stepped up behind them. "You're one to talk."
Ankylomon and Aquilamon were flanking Sanzomon on the other side of the cobblestone path.
"She's dangerous." Angewomon reiterated. "Be careful."
Stingmon and ExVeemon nodded and took off down the path toward Sanzomon, the four champions reaching the ultimate, each of their attacks shooting toward her simultaneously.
Sanzomon dodged into the air, right into Angewomon's line of sight, her arrow shooting through the air toward her—she shifted just enough; the arrow grazing her cheek lightly. MagnaAngemon appeared behind her in the air, his blade coming down toward her. She spun around, her staff blocking his blade. Her rosary beads glowed brightly and burst around her, growing and exploding around them.
The force of the exploding orbs sent all the digimon flying back, away from Sanzomon, MagnaAngemon taking the brunt of it being so close in proximity.
MagnaAngemon pushed himself up slowly, but before he could gather his bearings, he was kicked forcefully down the long cobblestone path. Rolling to a stop, he looked up to see Sanzomon standing over him, her scrolls glowing brightly.
"MagnaAngemon!" T.K. choked out, but Ken grabbed his arm to keep him from trying to go down the path.
Sanzomon smirked. "It's over now." MagnaAngemon couldn't move. He grimaced and readied for her to strike.
She raised her hands in the air, her palms raised up toward the sky, the writing on the scrolls burning hotter as they shifted around her in the air. She gasped; her hands began shaking. Glancing down slowly, she saw the tip of a bright, white arrow sticking out of her chest. "How…?" she turned around slowly, seeing Angewomon standing with her bow drawn. She took a step toward Angewomon, her scrolls searing even brighter.
"Don't turn your back on me." MagnaAngemon growled.
She whirled around to strike him, only to have MagnaAngemon's sword slide up into her abdomen. Her scrolls evaporated, and her rosary beads spilled all over the ground. "You'll never threaten my friends again." He shoved the sword in deeper and she disappeared into a flurry of data.
Angewomon and MagnaAngemon burst into light and returned to Salamon and Patamon, each lying in an unconscious heap. T.K. almost cried out from the relief of pressure that had been crushing him from the inside. Gasping and choking, he struggled to move forward. "Patamon…" Ken's grip loosened and T.K. took off down the path toward Patamon, falling roughly to his knees, ignoring the dull pain that throbbed up his shaking legs, scooping his partner into his arms.
In Sanzomon's place a presence abruptly appeared, making T.K. lose his breath.
"It's time." The hoarse whisper that haunted him relentlessly spoke gently from just a few yards away.
This was it. Everything he'd been fighting to avoid, all the pain he'd put the people he cared about through, all the struggling he'd done—it had been for nothing. There was no other choice. He lifted his eyes to meet Wisemon's, but he directed his words at the people behind him. "I never meant what I said. I… I just wanted to… I didn't…" He stumbled over his words, his voice weak. He set Patamon down on the ground and stood. He hesitated, watching Patamon push himself up weakly. "Patamon…"
Patamon's body shook as he glared up at Wisemon venomously. "He's not going anywhere with you…"
"Patamon, stop…" T.K. grimaced, shaking his head, readying to take another step.
Ken grabbed T.K.'s arm, making him turn to face him. "Like hell I'm letting you go!" T.K. faltered at the anger in Ken's voice, he had never heard him sound so furious before.
"Get back!" T.K. tried to pull away. "Ken, please…" he whimpered weakly.
"No!" Ken shouted. "I've let you walk away too many times. I'm not doing it again."
T.K. reached and grabbed Ken's shirt. "You don't get to do this now. It's too late!"
"No!" Ken shouted. "It's not!"
"Yes, it is!" T.K. screamed, shoving Ken back, making him lose his grip on T.K.'s arm. "This isn't a game! Just go!"
"No!" Ken yelled, but as he did, an evil presence washed over them, making them both stop and look at the digimon just within the shadows ahead of them.
Patamon's scowl deepened, and he hunched his back threateningly—as threateningly as Patamon could look, weak and barely standing.
Kari tried to step forward, but T.K. weakly outstretched his arm to keep her back. She watched his profile carefully. "Don't…"
She stopped but refused to take her eyes off the digimon who had caused all of this. "T.K." she said his name firmly.
Another digimon came out from the shadows behind Wisemon—Mephistomon. T.K. knew firsthand how strong and quick he was and none of their digimon had recovered from Sanzomon's last attack, not that they'd stand a chance against him at full strength as champions.
The aura that wafted from Mephistomon made each of them recoil. His presence was menacing, and it was clear that they could not fight him and win, it'd taken everything they had to defeat Sanzomon.
"He'll kill you all if he has to…" T.K. ripped his hand away from Ken, who staggered after him.
"T.K.!" Ken hissed. "Don't—"
"I won't let you die for my sake! Especially not after everything I said to you…" T.K. clenched his jaw to keep his lips from quivering. "It'll all be for nothing if you don't let me go!"
Ken looked lost, conflicted. "T.K.…"
T.K. shook his head. "It's okay…" he smiled, taking a step back away from his friends. "I'm sorry. For everything…" he turned and walked toward Wisemon.
Each step he took felt painful. His muscles ached in protest. His mind whirled with thoughts of what was about to happen to him. Patamon had promised he'd stop this from happening, but it was still happening. He could hear Davis and the others, who still did not understand what was happening, shouting in the background. He stopped just a couple of feet in front of Wisemon, his tower form willing him to kneel. T.K. complied, tears blurring his vision.
Kari watched in horror at the scene unfolding in front of her. Wisemon was standing close enough to T.K. that he could reach out his hand and grab him. And if he did that… A shivered ran through Kari's entire body at the sound of the hoarse, dry whisper that billowed from his shrouded form.
His wide beady yellow eyes fixed on T.K. "Gate." He rose his finger and pointed at T.K., just inches from touch his forehead. "It is time."
She darted forward; she wouldn't let this happen. She couldn't just stand there and let this happen.
"Wisemon." T.K. stared up at him with defeat in his tired eyes.
Wisemon pressed his palm to T.K.'s chest—the air became thick and hot; the sounds became muffled and his vision spun. He couldn't breathe and his body went numb.
Kari reacted instinctively as Wisemon lowers his hand toward T.K., yanking him backwards. "T.K.!"
A wave of clarity snapped T.K. back into awareness, Kari holding him from behind protectively, her fingers digging into his skin, shaking subtly.
"T.K." a voice he hadn't expected to hear was suddenly in front of him. "It'll be all right."
T.K.'s vision blurred, but there was no mistaking it. "Gennai?"
Gennai stood between T.K. and Wisemon, who had moved closer to the shadows at Gennai's abrupt appearance, Mephistomon's form shifting defensively.
Gennai's calm voice felt out of place with how loudly T.K.'s heart was pounding in his ears, or how his entire body felt paralyzed with fear. His eyes locked with Wisemon's again.
Wisemon lifted his hand again, pointing at T.K. "Gate."
T.K. couldn't tell if his loud wispy voice was inside his head or had projected so intensely, but it made him wince. Crying in pain, he grabbed his head and shut his eyes. He felt hands on his back and shoulders, whose, he could only assume, were Ken and Kari.
Gennai took another step forward. "Do you think you can stop all of them?"
Wisemon finally look his gaze off T.K. and faced Gennai. "You cannot stop this. You cannot stop his fate."
"A manipulated fate isn't fate." Gennai spoke firmly.
T.K. squinted weakly, looking around. Paildramon, Ankylomon and Aquilamon stood on either side of Gennai, Davis and the others worriedly watching the scene unfolding from behind.
Wisemon lowered his hand and shifted his weight. A silent gesture of compliance. As quickly as Wisemon had arrived, he had vanished.