Part 1: Attack on Kyoto
Nehemoth
"Like the appearance of a rainbow in the clouds on a rainy day, so was the radiance around him."
Otsu Prince Hotel
Otsu, Kyoto, Japan
9:30 A.M.
Sunday, April 29, 2018
"Bonfire!" The Candlemon next to Blossomon let out a flurry of fireballs that spewed across the parking lot. They were intercepted by a series of ice shards as Penguinmon glided down towards him from a shattered window on one of the upper floors of the hotel. He landed in front of the waxy creature, preventing him from moving any further.
"Diamond Storm!" A flurry of white energy shards ripped into the concrete as Monmon expertly weaved his way around them, raising his slingshot to fire at the yellow fox-man that had chosen him as an opponent. The Renamon spun away to avoid the rock launched at him by Monmon, flipping over him and trying to deliver a swift kick to the back of his head, but Monmon rolled away easily.
"Mushroom Mash!" A chorus of scratchy voices screeched as three Mushroomon simultaneously unleashed their attacks on the trio of Aruraumon that faced them. The three rookies slashed the mushroom bombs away with their vines before each attempting to isolate a different opponent, so as to not let the creatures attack together.
"Crazy Sonic!" Pipismon tried to let out a volatile screech, but Biyomon swooped above him and fired a spiral of green flames. Pipismon had to turn away to dodge it, holding off his attack in the process. Biyomon then dived down at him, folding her wings into her body to increase her speed.
"Paralyze Breath!" Gazimon hissed a cloud of fumes forward as he and Floramon circled each other. Floramon quickly jumped to the right, bypassing the cloud, but Gazimon was already on the move. He had predicted her play and dashed to his left, now running towards her with sharp claws extended.
"I'd advise you all to stand down," The triceratops growled as he approached Dinoster, who recognized his opponent as a Monochromon, "You may have posed a formidable threat to Airdramon and his company," He nodded back towards Blossomon, "But you've never experienced battling an ultimate before. Even if you somehow manage to defeat us, you'll never defeat him."
"Is that supposed to intimidate me?" Dinoster growled. "You don't think you're gonna scare us away, do you?" He locked eyes with the monster. "No, you're not trying to scare me away, you want to anger me, don't you? You want to fight us."
"You killed our comrades," Monochromon spoke cooly, "That is a sin I cannot forgive."
"All is fair in love and war, brother." Dinoster grinned.
"I'll be sure to write that on your grave!" Monochromon charged forward. Dinoster sprang into the air, flipping behind him.
"I appreciate what you were going for, but you know if you kill me I'll turn into data and be recon-!" Before Dinoster could finish his taunt, Monochromon used his momentum to pivot on one foot, turning to face the dragon, and fired a series of fireballs at him. Dinoster spun higher into the air, narrowly avoiding the attacks. "So much for friendly banter between enemies," Dinoster shrugged before spewing a blue flame from his mouth.
9:34 A.M.
Monmon rolled past Renamon, scooping a fresh batch of rubble from the beaten pavement to use as projectiles for his slingshot. He quickly threw the stones into the pocket, and then fired a peppering spray of rocks at the fox Digimon. Renamon flipped over the volley, coming behind Monmon and stretching her leg out for a kick, but the simian blocked with the slingshot's handle, knocking her away.
"Monmon, look out!" Willis cried as he watched the battle from afar. Monmon's senses tingled as he heard his friend's words, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. He quickly spun around and stretched out the handle just as a pair of wooden kendo sticks slammed down on him from above. They bounced off the slingshot with a loud snap, and then slid away as the owner jumped to a safe position. Monmon quickly observed his new opponent, a small creature covered in kendo gear, before jumping back to a position where he could see both Renamon and the newcomer, Kotemon.
"Now this just isn't fair," Monmon's eyes darted between his two opponents, "Can't you find somebody else to fight?" He looked at the silent warrior, realizing that the creature didn't speak. A quick calculation of the number of Digimon on each side gave him his answer. "Oh, well I guess I just won the jackpot then, didn't I?" A smile came upon his face.
"You really think you can take the both of us on at the same time?" Renamon asked cockily.
"I guess we're all about to find out." Monmon grinned. Renamon and Kotemon both prepared themselves as the simian quickly raised his slingshot and let out a volley of stones, these ones aimed for Kotemon. The small warrior smacked the projectiles away with his batons as Monmon rushed for Renamon, swinging his slingshot like a bat at the yellow fox. Renamon flipped away, and as she did so Monmon quickly twirled around and shot another volley at Kotemon, who bashed them away once again. Renamon came down behind the green monkey, who noted her position and swung wide, narrowly missing the fox with his slingshot-turned-bat as she bowed backwards, kicking her foot out with the momentum she gained from falling backwards to try and kick Monmon in the jaw. The primate threw his head into the air, letting the kick slice by his face, and then turned quickly to unleash another volley at Kotemon, but the Digimon had disappeared. Thinking quickly, Monmon jumped back just in time to avoid the swing of a pair of batons as Kotemon appeared above him. The swordsman landed softly on the ground where Monmon once stood as the simian cartwheeled to safety.
"Dammit Monmon," Willis watched the battle tensely, "There's no way you can handle both of them by yourself." He looked around, hoping to find something to use as a weapon, but the area was clear.
"Willis!" Takuya barked. "You need to go get Mimi and Palmon, we're outnumbered!"
"I know Takuya, but Monmon is in trouble now," Willis urged, "Somebody's got to go and help him."
"I know you're concerned but he can handle himself," Takuya replied, "And I've got to stay here to share my energy with Dinoster if he needs it, so I need you to go and get reinforcements, okay?"
"You're right," Willis sighed, "Okay."
"Oof!" The grunt drew Willis' attention back to the one-sided battle, where Monmon had just been double-teamed by his two opponents. Renamon had blocked his escape while Kotemon had slammed his batons into the monkey's back, causing him to tumble forward. Now the two Digimon were racing in for the kill.
"Oh no, Monmon!"
"Bada… Boom!" A burst of flames whizzed past Willis' head and smashed into Renamon's shoulder, causing him to spin around. Kotemon immediately stopped running and instead jumped back, crossing his batons in a defensive position.
"What?" Willis turned his head to see Impmon casually walking forward. "What are you doing here?"
"I don't want you getting the wrong idea or anything," Impmon smiled as he formed another fireball at the tip of his finger, "I don't really give a rat's ass if youse guys live or die. But it's like you said, the digital army thinks I'm a traitor too." He arrived next to Monmon, who had recovered and had his slingshot ready for another attack, but was listening intently to Impmon's speech. "I figure if I don't want those guys getting their grubby hands on me, I'd better make sure none of you bozos kick the bucket, know what I'm sayin'?"
"Thank you Impmon," Willis smiled.
"Yeah, yeah," Impmon waved him away with his free hand.
"Willis, please, get going." Takuya urged.
"Right, I'm on it." Willis nodded, and then ran towards the entrance to the hotel.
"That was a mistake, dwarf," Renamon scoffed, "You should have run when you had the chance."
"I'm not a dwarf, or weren't you paying attention?!" Impmon flung the flame at the tip of his finger forward. "I'm an imp!"
9:41 A.M.
Monochromon breathed in deeply, watching Dinoster's movements with care. The Digimon was faster than he had expected, and his flame bursts had caused a lot of damage. While Monochromon wasn't making any judgements yet, he could tell the traitors were a lot stronger than he had previously believed.
"You are a more formidable opponent than I expected, I'll give you that." Monochromon said as his breathing steadied. "I should have known the ones to defeat Airdramon would be strong, I just didn't expect you to put up this much of a challenge."
"That's because we were ready for you." Dinoster explained.
"What? You couldn't possibly have known we were coming. You are a liar!" Monochromon barked.
"That's not what I mean," Dinoster shook his head, "After we defeated Airdramon, we knew the digital army would send reinforcements to this area eventually. So we prepared, and we trained. We've been preparing our minds and bodies almost non-stop for the past three weeks."
"I see…" Monochromon gasped.
"You didn't expect us to just wait around this whole time doing nothing, did you?" Dinoster said with a glare in his eye. "Besides, it takes a lot of practice to develop the skills we did."
"What are you talking about?" Monochromon inquired.
"Here, I'll show you!" Dinoster boomed as he let out a burst of blue flames.
Three Weeks Ago
"It's really hard, I'll say that much," Dinoster explained, "It pretty much goes against all of my instincts, but I think in the long run, it's worth it."
"So why do you guys do it in the first place?" Tommy asked. "It seems pretty silly to me, honestly."
"Yeah," Koji nodded, "Tactically, announcing your attacks before you perform them seems like a poor strategy, alerting your opponent to your next move and allowing them the chance to respond."
"It's not that simple," Flamedramon answered, "There's a certain art to the power of a Digimon's attack. Saying the name of a move is a way of connecting the attack in our minds and our bodies. Any move we prepare becomes physically weaker if its name is not said."
"Seriously?" Mimi cocked her head.
"Yes. Here, I'll show you." Flamedramon stood up, walking outside the hotel room the Digidestined had been standing in and going out into the hall. The group followed him outside, giving him space as he made his way further into the hallway. "This is an attack without saying the name at the same time." Flamedramon pulled his fist back, letting it become enveloped in fire. He then thrust it forward, unleashing a ball of fire, which flew down the corridor a short distance before succumbing to gravity and exploding on the ground.
"And here," Flamedramon's fist glowed bright red once more, "Is what happens when we pair it with the mental component: Fire Rocket!" An explosive blast of fire rushed through the hallway, scorching the walls as it whizzed by and exploding into the wall on the far size of the floor. "The power difference isn't even comparable."
"The power difference is huge, for sure," Majester agreed, "But we can't deny the tactical advantage it gives if our opponent doesn't know what our next attack is, especially if they're expecting us to announce them, given the tradition."
"Could there be some way to connect the physical and mental aspects of your attacks without saying their name allowed?" Mimi inquired.
"Yeah, so we could have the strength of our attacks with the tactical edge of them being silent." Palmon nodded. "Can we?"
"It's been pretty peaceful around here since we defeated Airdramon," Takuya gazed outside, "Maybe it would be a good time to start finding out."
Now
Monochromon dug his heels into the earth to resist being thrown back by the flames. The heat from the blast had scorched his armor, while forcing him almost 10 meters back. I get it now… Monochromon thought as he struggled to cool down, I was wondering why his moves were so hard to predict, I just didn't see it before. He doesn't announce his attacks, but they're just as strong as a regular attack if he had announced it. Monochromon shook off the residual flames that were singing the edges of his armor.
"That's an impressive feat," Monochromon said in his low, guttural voice, "You've learned how to launch attacks without suffering a decrease in strength."
"That's true," Dinoster nodded, "But don't think that's the only strength we've gained in our time here!" Dinoster flew forward and swung his tail at the beast, who hunkered down, letting the blow brush off of his back plating.
"Volcanic Strike!" Monochromon opened his mouth and shot a pair of fireballs up into the air. Dinoster swerved to avoid them, and then rushed down at Monochromon for another attack, this time feigning before slipping to the left and blasting the dinosaur with another burst of fire. Unprepared for this one, Monochromon was thrown off his feet, sliding some ways away on his side. The Coredramon followed it up with a rushing punch to his gut, dragging the Monochromon into the air and tossing him back onto the pavement.
"One down," Dinoster cracked his knuckles, eyes surveying the rest of the battlefield. Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the battle in the sky, which had just ended unfavorably. Biyomon was spiraling towards the ground uncontrollably, her opponent hovering above her victoriously. The dragon burst into action, jumping into the air and snatching the rookie mid-fall, then gliding back to the ground next to the hotel.
"I'm sorry, he's just too strong for me." Biyomon said weakly as he set her against the wall. "He's an armor Digimon."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Dinoster assured her. He then took off back into the air, where Pipismon awaited.
9:49 A.M.
Takuya watched over the battles with reserve. Monmon had received backup in the form of Impmon, much to his surprise, and Dinoster had defeated his opponent and gone on to cover for Biyomon, who had lost to Pipismon, the other champion-level Digimon. The rest of the battles were going back-and-forth, with no discernable winner. The only thing bothering Takuya was Blossomon, who remained on the far end of the battlefield, watching the battles rage just like Takuya.
"Why is he just standing there?" He pondered. "He's just watching everything like I am. But there's no reason to: why isn't he fighting?" Takuya looked up at the creature's eyes and gasped, realizing that the monster was staring right at him with a grin. "What is he...?" Blossomon suddenly faded away, causing Takuya to jump. "Where did he go?"
"Looking for me?" A rough voice spoke behind him. Takuya froze as a sense of dread overcame him. "You looked so intrigued, is there something I can help you with?"
"You..." Takuya overcame his fear and jumped away, skidding across the pavement as he twisted around. "What are you up too?"
"I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean." Blossomon smiled. "I'm not doing anything right now."
"Don't toy with me!" Takuya yelled, leaning forward as he glared intensely at the monster. "I won't fall for your games!"
"Big talk from such a little man," Blossomon taunted, "So, you fancy yourself the leader of this group, eh: issuing commands to human and Digimon alike?"
"What business is it of yours?" Takuya growled. Blossomon responded harshly, snapping one of his vines and smashing Takuya into the ground, pinning him.
"Don't think me your equal, child. I am Blossomon, Colonel of the digital army. This role you claimed with no authority whatsoever, I worked for it. I am the leader of these men. They not only respect me, they admire me. They would do anything for me, and I for them. You could never begin to understand the dynamic of a leader."
Takuya glared as he struggled to breathe, the heavy vine pushing against his chest as it drove him into the concrete.
"These soldiers have spoken," Blossomon continued, "They seek retribution for the death of their comrades, even at a great and personal risk. I could never deny them that right. I stand here, contributing nothing to this battle, because I respect the will of my soldiers. You are the ones they seek vengeance against. When they're satisfied, then I will put an end to this battle."
"You say you're contributing nothing," Takuya wheezed, "But what are you doing right now?"
"Stomping out an insignificant bug does not hardly qualify as an act of participation in battle. You mean nothing to me." Blossomon began to push harder. Takuya began to cough as the air was pressed out of his lungs, his eyes going dark: or so he thought.
"Hiya!" The darkness around him was not from blacking out, but a shadow cast as Togemon suddenly appeared before both of them, twirling through the air as she built up momentum for a light speed jabbing which pounded the unsuspecting Blossomon in the chest, smacking him against the side of the hotel. Takuya took deep breaths as he recovered from the experience.
"Togemon?" Takuya looked up at the creature, speaking between breaths.
"You're looking a little rough there Takuya," Togemon smiled, "Why don't you leave this guy to me."
"You're welcome to him," Takuya nodded, "But there's something you should know. He's not just any Digimon, he's an ultimate."
"Yeah, I know." Togemon nodded. "This guy's one of the colonels that lead us all here, along with Asuramon and Astamon."
"So do you think you can take him?" Takuya inquired.
"Probably not," Togemon shrugged, "At least not by myself anyway. So why don't you go and make sure the rest of the team finishes their battles quickly so they can provide me with some backup, eh?"
"No problem, I'll go check on the others." Takuya nodded, jumped to his feet, and took off.
"As for you," Togemon turned her attention back to Blossomon, who was pulling himself out of the freshly made hole in the wall, "Why don't you show me what you've got?"
9:58 A.M.
"Unbelievable," Renamon shook his head as he circled the wounded creature, who was kneeling on the pavement, out of breath, "You're pathetic. How can you be so weak?" Renamon scoffed at Impmon.
"Don't...call me... weak..." The rookie struggled to say.
"I only speak the truth," The fox replied, "I don't understand how someone as pathetic as you found their way into the digital world in the first place."
"They thought I was good enough…" Impmon groaned, struggling to his feet, "To let me into your army…" He formed a fireball at the tip of his finger, but Renamon appeared at his side, and with a swift karate chop to the back of the neck, Impmon dropped to the ground once more.
"Do not get back up." Renamon warned.
10:00 A.M.
Yuriko and Hiroaki Kanbara watched from inside the hotel lobby as their son commanded the Digimon forces outside. The police officers stationed there had prevented anyone from getting too close to the windows, but as Takuya was the only one outside, they had permitted them to stand up against the barricade, a row of concrete barriers set up across the lobby to help slow down an onslaught of Digimon should they find their way inside.
"That monster…" Yuriko tried to remain calm as she watched the events unfold outside, "It almost killed our son, Hiro." She spoke of Takuya's encounter with Blossomon, which almost ended in tragedy, had it not been for Togemon's swift intervention.
"I know, Yuriko," Hiro nodded, "But there's nothing much we can do right now. He's the only one that can command those Digimon out there."
"But why does he have to be out there alone," She bit her lip, "He's just a boy, he can't protect himself from those beasts."
"Have you looked at him lately?" Hiro inquired. "I mean really looked at him." Outside, Takuya was directing Dinoster, who had gained another opponent in the form of an awakened Monochromon. "He's commanding an army. He's not a boy anymore."
10:02 A.M.
"Watch out!" Takuya called to Dinoster. Pipismon was swooping towards him, while the dragon was focused on Monochromon. Dinoster jumped out of the way moments after Takuya's instruction, forcing the Pipismon to veer off course lest he was to crash into his ally.
"It's gonna be tricky trying to fight both of these guys, Takuya." Dinoster growled. "I could really use some backup."
"I'm sorry, everyone else is tied up right now!" He surveyed the battlefield, noting each fight that was currently taking place. The Mushroomon and Aruraumon had made no headway against each other, while Penguinmon was keeping Candlemon on the defensive, launching volley of ice shards repeatedly at the waxy rookie. Floramon, on the other hand, was having trouble dodging Gazimon's toxic breath, while Monmon was constantly trying to create some distance between himself and Kotemon so he could have time to launch an attack with his slingshot.
"What…?" Takuya noticed Impmon lying on the ground, unconscious. "When did he… then where did Renamon…" The hairs on the back of his neck began to stand up, and Takuya instinctively jumped forward, feeling a gust of wind behind him followed by a thumping noise. He twirled around on his heel to see Renamon kneeling behind him, having attacked from above with the intent of pummeling him into the pavement.
"Quick reflexes," Renamon said as he stood back up, "Much better than that worthless fighter you sent up against me."
"Listen, if you're looking for a fight, there's not much I can do for you." Takuya shook his head.
"On the contrary," Renamon cracked his knuckles menacingly, "As you seem to be the leader of this group, I believe it would be quite satisfying to relieve you of your command."
"What kind of warrior would belittle himself by attacking a defenseless opponent?" Takuya barked.
"What kind of general would be so foolish as to leave himself completely exposed to the enemy?" Renamon retorted. Takuya twitched, as if ready to make a break for it, but Renamon mirrored his moves. "There's no escaping this, I'm afraid. Prepare yourself."
"Don't underestimate me." Takuya gulped. Renamon entered a striking pose, but a slight movement to his left diverted his attention, and the fox leaped away moments before Willis appeared, swinging a police baton in both hands. He stumbled forward instead of hitting his target, forcing himself to stop before barreling into Takuya.
"Nice try boy, but-!" Before Renamon could finish his taunt another police baton appeared to his right and cracked up against his head. The rookie, unprepared for the blow, flew face first into the ground. Mimi stood behind him, breathing heavily as she held the baton in both hands.
"That was a close one," Takuya sighed as the three tamers rejoined each other, "It's a good thing you two got here when you did." He nodded to Mimi.
"We got here as fast as we could, once Willis told me what was happening." Mimi replied, twirling the baton in her hand. "The officers inside here kind enough to give us some weapons, too."
"Here you go Takuya," Willis pulled a third baton out of his belt, and handed it to the digidestined.
"Nice," Takuya happily accepted the defensive tool.
"Don't be so proud of yourselves," Renamon stood back up, grasping the back of his head, "It was a lucky shot, but it won't happen again." He stumbled as he approached them.
"He took a pretty hard hit to the back of the head," Mimi whispered, "He should be pretty disoriented. If we can do it again, he might go down."
"Enough conspiring!" Renamon ran forward, claws outstretched. Willis and Mimi jumped away, while Takuya raised his baton and pulled upwards. Renamon darted backwards, avoiding his strike, and then flipped around to see Mimi and Willis heading for him. The Digimon rolled forward, easily dodging their strikes, and stood back up. "I told you-ugh!" One more blow to the back of his head brought Renamon slinking to the ground, as Takuya stood over him with an outstretched baton.
"I told you not to underestimate me." Takuya said as he slid the baton into one of his empty belt loops.
"Togemon!" Mimi suddenly exclaimed, causing Takuya to spin around and focus on the battle. Blossomon was snapping a flurry of vines at the cactus Digimon, who was having difficulty blocking the barrage. Further away, Dinoster was narrowly dodging constant attacks by Monochromon and Pipismon.
"They need our help!" Takuya exclaimed, grasping his digivice. Mimi did the same, aiming it at her partner. Bursts of energy then shot forward, streaming into Mimi and Takuya's partners. The invigorated Dinoster knocked away the proceeding attack by Monochromon, punching the charging creature away.
"Thanks Takuya," Dinoster said with a sigh, "I needed that."
"Take this!" Togemon launched a flurry of her own, jabbing at each of Blossomon's vines as he came at her.
"So, you've been invigorated, have you?" Blossomon inquired. "Let's see if this newfound burst of energy helps you to bridge the impossibly large gap between us!" Blossomon lunged forward, smashing his vines into the ground as he came at the champion. Togemon spun away from the rampaging monster, jumping into the air and trying to punch at the back of his head. Blossomon's vines snatched at Togemon's foot mid-air, and slammed her back onto the ground before him.
"I don't care how strong you think you are, I'll never stop until I defeat you, or show you that you're wrong about the humans!" Togemon shot a flurry of barbs at Blossomon's vine, knocking it away from her leg. She then sprang back up and fired another spray of needles at Blossomon's chest. This time the Digimon's vines congregated around his face, protecting him from serious harm.
"Convince me that I'm wrong about humans?" Blossomon scoffed. "After what I've seen, the horrors done upon my fellow Digimon, you think I could ever forgive them?" Blossomon's vines thrashed towards Togemon.
"You can do it Togemon, I believe in you!" Mimi cheered from the sidelines.
"You and this human, the both of you make me sick!" Blossomon's thrashing intensified, and Togemon moved quickly to dodge each blow. "Only a fool would believe that I could ever overlook the damages that have been done to the digital world!" As Togemon leaped into the air, one of Blossomon's vines shot after her, snatching her other leg. The other vines then came up at the same time, ensaring the cactus Digimon.
"Believe it or not, we're fighting for the same thing you are!" Togemon cried as the ultimate began to squeeze. "We're the digidestined!" She struggled to free herself, but Blossomon's stranglehold was too tight for her to break.
"Don't you dare defile the names of the heroes of old! You are traitors to your own cause!" Blossomon turned the Digimon upside-down, her head now hovering above the concrete, and slammed his vines down, smashing the champion into the ground.
"Togemon, no!" Mimi rushed forward, ignoring Willis' protests. She arrived at a small crater in the ground as Blossomon backed away triumphantly, revealing the defeated Palmon lying inside.
"Palmon!" Mimi stopped in shock upon seeing her partner. "You… lost…" She desperately pressed the button on her digivice, staring in disbelieve as it refused to respond. "You've always helped before. Please, we need you now!" She dropped to her knees, holding her unresponsive digivice in her hands. Tears slid down her cheeks, dripping into her palms. "Palmon…"
"Now do you understand," Blossomon hissed as he squirmed over the unconscious body of Mimi's partner, "Do you feel hate as we do now? Do you comprehend how much stronger we are than you? Our hatred drives us; it acts as a constant reminder of what we're fighting for. You could never begin to compare to our power."
"I do understand," Mimi choked back her tears, "I understand hate perfectly. I hate this stupid war; I hate seeing my friends hurt. I hate making Palmon fight!" The girl wobbled off of her knees. "But most of all," The last of her tears finally dripped down from her chin, landing on the screen of her digivice, her head tucked into her neck.
"There's nothing you can do girl, get back down." Blossomon shook his head.
"Mimi, he's too strong!" Takuya cried. "It's over."
"Most of all Blossomon," Mimi's head sprang up, her eyes meeting the Colonel's, "I hate you!"
The digivice in her hands sprang to life, screeching with energy. A burst of light shot into the sky, taking her and Blossomon aback.
"What is this?" The ultimate monster growled.
"I don't care!" Mimi barked, focusing back on the monster, "I just want you to go! Just go away and never come back! Can't you see what you're doing? Whatever happened in your world, it can't be any worse than what you're doing to ours right now! You're no better than the people who unleashed the virus on the digital world!"
"How dare you?!"
"I dare easily!" Mimi stomped forward. "After everything you've done to my home and my friends: how dare you?!"
"Mimi?" Palmon was standing, her body flowing with energy.
"Palmon, you're okay?" Mimi squealed.
"Mimi, I don't know what you're doing, but it's definitely working!" The Digimon began glowing brighter. "Keep it up!"
"Don't worry Palmon, I have no intention of backing down from this overgrown grape vine!" Mimi glared with a ferocious fire. "This bitch gets to know exactly how I feel!" With one last cry, the beam vanished, and the energy surrounding Palmon dissipated as well.
"What?" Palmon looked up and down her arms in confusion.
"So much for your impassioned cries." Blossomon smiled wickedly. "I don't know what you thought you'd accomplish, but clearly you just didn't have enough power to make it happen. You'll rue the day you crossed the digital army, little girl!"
"Why don't you put a sock in it?!" Mimi barked, and with that, the light came back. It shot down from the sky, splitting into five beams which flew across the skies of Kyoto. Two of them spiraled towards them, crashing in front of Mimi and Takuya.
"What the…" Mimi's eyes widened as an object was thrown out of the light, and into her hand. She now held a golden tag, hanging from a chain, which had a peculiar symbol engraved on the front of it. Upon touching it, the symbol began to glow.
"I told you we were Digidestined, Blossomon!" Palmon roared. "Mimi: activate the digivice now!"
"What? I don't understand?" Blossomon reacted as quickly as he could, throwing his vines at the girl. Mimi wasted no time, tapping the button on her digivice, which shot a beam of light into the tag.
"Palmon, warp digivolve to… Lillymon!"
