Disclaimer:I don't own Digimon (Should be obviously by now that no one writing these fics owns it huh?'_') The song is called "Toi et Moi" sung by Namie Amuro and written by Marc & TK (not to be confused with our adorable Takeru ^_^). The lyrics start where the first part ended and is the halfway point.
Author's Note:I don't know if you would call the relationship between Taichi and Yamato yaoi or best friends in this fic. Call it whatever you want, I was aiming for the reasons for their unique companionship. Some blood and stuff in this part. I'll shut up now so, enjoy! ^_^
Note: [] Lyrics
Thoughts
"Last Waltz-Harmonic Rhapsody"
(Part B)
By Cloud Ishida
[DON'T GIVE UP! TURN AROUND!
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL!
GIVE ME SOMETHING REAL!]
"AHH~!" He swung his arm in response to the attack, "Gabumon?! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Looking up, the black knife slashed at the yellow skin of the reptilian flesh. Realizing his action, Yamato let the knife fall to the floor as Gabumon was knocked back by the force of the blade and the pain it released in him. Yamato was instantly terrified by what he had done. His thoughts and body were held firm by the onslaught of tears from Gabumon and the rythmic drops of blood from his chest. "Oh my god...Gabumon...I....didn't mean...I'm so sorry...I....." Gabumon couldn't take anymore self pity coming from his friend. Forgetting about his wound, he attacked Yamato with his words.
"What is wrong with you?!?!" Gabumon's gentle voice was taken over by a tremendous amount of fear and animosity that terrified Yamato. "I've waited my whole life waithing for you ony to find you trying to kill yourself?!" Yamato couldn't bear to watch his distrought partner anymore. He turned his gaze away, unable to look in the mournful, crimson eyes. Gabumon was the last one that Yamato wanted to upset, yet there he was, probably lost his only companion. The Darkness still surrounded him in an aura, the empty orb feeding on his doubts.
Gabumon's compassionate voice returned, "Never give up Matt...there is always hope." He placed his paw on Yamato's back, gently rubbing it to sooth the boy's cries, "Turn around and look at me." The blonde hesitated, then complied, slowly but surly reaching the digimon's eyes. Instead of anger and disappointment, Yamato found peace and love. "Now, close your eyes, and tell ne how you feel. Give me someting to work with Matt. I want to help."
Eyes closed and heart open wide, Yamato was ready to witness the images of his soul.
[YES YOU CAN DO IT!
LOVE WARRIOR or FIGHT FOR YUR LOVE!]
All my life, I was alone. People were around me sure, but no one really understood me. When my parents divorced, that really turned me for the worse. They were fighting over who should keep T.K. and who got stuck with me... I knew from that point on that people really didn't want me. I was disposable...to be a convenience for others when they needed one. So I kept to myself, alone. I hate that word...'alone'... Ironically, it was solitude that saved me from going insane by the trials of life. The only thing that got me going was T.K. Now that he's left me, what do I have to live for? What is my purpose? I wanted to cry so much, but no tears came. I've trained myself to never show anyone 'me'...who I am...but that's all that I want to do... I want to cry so bad...not over my brother...for me... Maybe that's why I kept my harmonica all there years. Music was a way for me to cry.
"Then cry Matt. Cry for all those years you felt lonely, all those days you were denied tears, and leave them behind."
The harmonica sung of sorrow, loneliness and fear. It was a tragic melody, and a long one. Gabumon clinged to Yamato, whispering almost in sync with the disheartened aria, "You have me Matt. I'll always need you, and will always love you. You may not want to live but I want you to. Because Matt..." the next words were more beautiful and precious to Yamato than any music he could conjure on his harmonica, "...I'm your friend. Your companion for life. My best friend."
The music stopped. Opening his eyes, they returned to their brilliant blue glow, somehow brighter than before. Unknown tears fell from them, as an asgelic smile formed. The dark orb faded along with the black knife, his crest shining a cerulean blue once more. He called me his best friend...
"I know what you're searching for Matt. Why friendship is so important to all of us. You've earned to know why you're the most important one of all.." Gabumon leaned into the ear of his human counterpart, and released in it the lyrics of a life that Yamato had prayed for.
[Like a journeyless angel
Resting your wings...
Like the birds
With a graceful profile...]
"Well, it's been nice playing with you!" Puppetmon raised his mallet, ready for the final blow against Koushiro. His precious computer, shattered into a million pieces, couldn't help him anymore. He was already severly injured by the first Puppet Pummel, but another one would seal his grave. Motimon managed to digivolve into Tentomon but no use came of it. The mechanical insect huddled with Koushiro to be toghter until the end as a whisper of "I love you" passed the small boy's lips. Pupptemon shouted his attack and both intensified their grip to await the inevitable. "PUPPET PUMMEL!"
"METAL WOLF CLAW!" The stream of ice froze the glowing specks of the pummel and penetrated to the surprised marrionette. Wood tore away from screws and hinges and splintered everywhere as his deafening screams subsided with the wind. The remanents of the puppet vaished into data leaving no trace of him.
Koushiro looked up when the pain he expected never came. He was blinded by a briliant pale blue light, a boy and wolf standing before him. The blonde closed his eyes, as Tentomon started to glow.
"Know your love." The blonde whispered.
Koushiro's digivice and Crest glowed, in sync with the blonde's chest. A radiant purple light surrounded Tentomon, "TENTOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...HERCULESKABUTERIMON!" A strange feeling overwhelmed him, his wounds fully healed along with his human counterpart.
The blonde yook flight with his wolf. Koushiro understood what he felt, "Matt..."
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The two beings of Light arrived to the scene of the triamph of MetalSeaDramon. Gomamon and Palmon were knocked out, Jyou held onto Mimi to take the River of Power straight on. The stream of light charged from the dragon's snout, its speed unmatched.
Unmatched except by one.
"Matt?!" Jyou looked up. Everything looked blurry without his glasses but he could make out the unmistakabe hair. Mimi finally opened her tearful eyes, taking in the breathtaking scene. Their hearts felt a strange warmth of comfort and trust.
Pure light surrounded Yamato, floating in mid-air, his arm stretched out to reflect the ray of darkness. MetalGarurumon hovered beside him, cool and calm.
"Rely on each other to be true." The Crest of Friendship glowed a pale blue, initiating a dance of light with Sincerity and Reliability. Jyou and Mimi's digivices glowed their respective colours to surruound a bloodied Gomamon and a flowerless Palmon.
"PALMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...ROSEMON!"
"GOMAMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...MARINEANGEMON!"
MetalGarurumon took flight with Yamato. Behind them, the two newly born Megas grabbed the dragon's jaws, and ripped him lenghwise. The writhing serpent growled in pain, the Megas creating a ocean of blood and cracking of ivory bones echoing through the dust.
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Salomon and Patamon were severely outmatched by Piedmon's strength. T.K. and Kari were back to back with Taichi and Sora. The two children miraculously survived with only minor scratches, but their digimon had no such luck. Tailmon's precious tail and right ear were freshly torn off. The pearl, white bones in deep contrast withthe dripping blood forced her to de-evole to Salomon. Patatmon had no wings to fly with, and instead was carried in T.K.'s arms. The tiny digimon was panting furiously from the pain. MachineDramon easily overpowered Agumon, his left eyeball crushed under the pressure of a Giga Cannon. Piyomon, her wing still missing and flowing with crimson. They were too tired and weak to maintain their higher forms. Sora had to deal with withstanding the pain of her broken arm and leg while supporting Taichi with both his legs crushed. "Don't give up guys..." Taichi managed to spit out with the taste of blood warming his mouth. He didn't believe his words himself, the whole world seemed to ocrumble before him. Piedmon stood watch as MachineDramon charged his cannons.
Only a miracle can save us... And that was what they got.
[A sad story, searching alone.
In a moment of a dream I see, I approach you...
Where will you continue until? I want the two of us to dance up,
Embarking on a venture to the unrecognizable night sky.]
MetalGarurumon charged at the metal dragon and the dance of death pursued. Taichi and the others, weary from their war, couldn't make out what was happening. Suddenly, a warm bright light settled beside them, reaching out to the broken children. A form what looked like a face gave way, with a smile that could only have been created by the heavens. The gloved hand landed gently on Taichi's bruised cheek, softly brushing away the unsightly blood. An antipode of hate and love passed between them.
I guess I do love Taichi...I loved him so much that I hated him. Hated how he's revered by everyone. Hated how he has the love of everone. Hated how all the treasures of life were handed to him while I still continue my futile search. I continued alone, and you just walked into my life. My dreams melded with your reality, and the nights seem warmer, worth more to feel the Darkness consume me. You've found what you want. There's no reason for you to move anymore. But, I do... Your everything I want, but...
"Oniichan!" His eyes filled with tears of joy, instantly recognizing the brown gloved hand of his older rother. T.K. leaped into his arms, Sora cried for recieving a hopeful sign, and Hikari just stood in awe at the aura surrounding him. It was so much like hers, only passion electirfying the world. Taichi was at a loss of words. Yamato's warm hand made him forget his physical pain, as the light pulsated betwen the two, ecstacy flowing through his body. In his grand splender, it looked like Yamato was a golden angel with his wild blonde hair, the light forming his wings.
The chest of the angel began to glow, pulsing with life with the other three. Then it was the digimon's turn to illuminate. The digiveices formed coccoons of light, and opened to reveal precious butterflies.
"AGUMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...WARGREYMON!"
"PIYOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...PHOENIXMON!"
"PATAMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...ARCHANGEMON!"
"SALOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...HOLYANGEWOMON!"
All at once, the new Megas attacked the metal dragon. MetalGarurumon left to stand beside Yamato, who was healing all the kids with his new divine power of his inner strength. Taichi was able to stand, staring intensly at the angel before him. "Thanks..." That was all that he could say.
And that was enough for Yamato. He just formed a smile, and flew in the direction of Piedmon with MetalGarurumon close by. Sheets of metal flew everywhere, MachineDramon torn limb from limb. Blach oil splattered in every direction, his equivelent liquid to blood. The angels with all thier might ripped off the metal jaw as payback for Tailmon's lost tail. Phoenixmon's flames melted away at his entire body, exposing the inricate and delicate wire that made him tick like a clock. WarGreymon was abou to silence teh alarm.
[A drop of tear drys,
Time holds a firm grip.
The darkness softly closes my eyes,
Secretly, I continue to protect.
I have you, so right here, smiling, I shed tears.]
Dust and data immersed with the setting of the sun. MachineDramon was no more, and Piedmon was next. The clown still hovered with crossed arms and a very pissed of look. His eyes gave no attention to anyone except for the two thorns at his side. Yamato floated on his own, calm and serene. MetalGarurumon poised in between them, ready to defend his friend, "Your time is over Piedmon." The metal wolf snarled.
"Oh really?" The dark clown's voice was remarkably calm and steady. he wasn't phased by the face all the children were gathered below him with their new Mega digimon. "Things aren't always what they seem. After all, desperation can be a very powerful ally." The air around him thickened with the lost data of the other Dark Masters. Swirling around him, they merged with every inch of his body, shedding his skin with blood oozing at every opening. MetalGarurumon made the first move, freezing the still transforming Piedmon. Moments later, the ice shattered, unable to hold the expanding body.
"What the heck is he doing?" Taichi didn't need his mini-scope to see the gruesome sight. Koushiro had no answer to give, entranced by the grotesque being that's being formed. The rest of the children held their breaths, wishing this would all end. "Well, whatever's going on, we can't just stand here and do nothing. WarGreymon! Take him down!"
The dragon man digimon complied to Taichi's orders and navigated the Megas throgh the rain of blood dripping from Piedmon. The signal to charge released a flurry of rabid attacks. At the moment of impact of whatever was left of the dark clown, bounced back by the sudden shrill from his throat, "PIEDMON, HYBRID DIGIVOLVE TO..." a flash of light covered the land, "CHIMERAMON!"
Standing before Yamato was a frankenstien of a creature. Just like its mythological namesake, every part was composed of stitched up skin and bones of multi-digimon. Chimeramon's head was settled upon MachineDramon's metallic body, supporting cannons and swords on his back. No legs, but MetalSeaDramon's tail whiped back and forth, barely missing the of MetalGarurumon. Four arms of Pupptedmon and MachineDramon twitched their fingers. The head sported a horned, metal mask, but plainly obvious Piedmon's face was underneath its cold exterior, "Now, who's time is up?" The voice was unexpectedly soft and soothing, remarkable for a creature of such size. "You and your pitiful Crest. Cherrymon had the right idea for you to deflect to our side. Without their guardian, they wouldn't live another day."
Yamato remained cool. The stench of rotten meat eroded at his skin, but brushed it off, "You have no idea that all of us have the potenial for this." He spread his arms out, obviously referring to his new found inner light, "And you won't live to witness them."
"Neither will you, my friend." Chimeramon snorted out, "You are not as strong as you think. The Crest of Friendship offers no offensive capabilites."
"Lending support is enough for me." Yamato reached into his pocket to reveal his harmonica. In that moment, Chimeramon took swift action. Charging at full speed, he penetrated MetalGarurumon's defenses and crushed his metal hand around the startled boy. The silver harmonica, reflecting the holy light, fell to the earth below. Yamato gasped for breath from the iron claws digging into his chest. The hand wrapped entirely around him, leaving only his head free for Chimeramon to take pleasure in his screams. Tears from the pain filled his eyes.
"I've read upon your powers boy," a devil's smile creeped upon the demon's lips, "your powers are worthless without your music." A horible, gratuitous laugh spread like wildfire. Yamato could hear his bones snap inside his fragile body. His screams couldn' be held for much longer. The fallen angel's dischord of pain only furthered to increase the ominous power of Chimeramon. The screams signaled to MetalGarurumon for retaliation with another Metal Wolf Claw, but fizzled to smoke. All the other Megas charged, but a wave of a Giga Pummel crushed the calvalry, and all returned to Rookies and unconciousness. Yamato's tears dried, no more were left to sooth his burning eyes, and shutting them from the pain. The aura around him started to dim.
Down below, seven children stood witness to the torture of their dear friend. Mimi couldn't bear to hear anymore screams and took shelter in Jyou's chest. Sora covered Hikari's eyes, knowing children should never see such acts. Koushiro had nothing to say or do. Takeru stared at the scene of his brother's agony, eyes empty. Taichi was the most distraught of all. Fear for his friend, his companion, shrouded his soul in the form of tears. Screaming for him, reaching for him, but never arriving to protect. Yes, he was in love with Sora, but the connection the two boy's had could never be replaced by love of friendship. It was simply more than that. An unexplainable, un-nameable bond.
Staring to the dark image, a twinkle of light dives to the leader. A loud clang signaled the meeting of metal with rock. Looking down, near his red-stained sneakers, laid a silver object. Taichi bent to pick up the gift from the heavens. It was badly scratched, with dents and, upon closer inspection, a deep crack started to spread. The glow it once had as it fell now dimmed from the fading reflection of Yamato's light.
Eyeing the object for eternity, he let his lips meet the warm metal that once was once brought to life by the lips of his guardian angel. Breathing in deeply, a requiem escaped from its silver cage.
A Revelation Requiem.
With a last, single tear dropping, the soul of Courage smiled as it sang its song.
[Only your passionate world I'll strongly hold to protect.
You are here, so, I want to love. Don't leave me...
Only yur passionate world, strongly, more than anyone else
~A destiny that can't be changed~ I will embrace.]
An awkward melody. He was not an expert but his emotions guided him. The Crest of Courage breathed life and called for the others to join. Six children joined hands around their sworn leader and prayed.
His mind filled with ecstacy when the immortal notes reached Yamato's ears. Off key in some parts, but a welcome melody. But, none of the children were glowing like him. They don't know the secret of their crests... The claws squeezed every breath, but at the same time, lose its grip.
The music ravaged his mind and Chimeramon could't stand it anymore. The friendship between the children were becoming stronger than ever. But as long as the strongest is under my thumb, their efforts are useless...right? Doubts encircled his mind, he won't be defeated like this. The music stung every part of his body. The hand gave way completely and Yamato slepped from its fingers. Too weak to maintion his flight, MetalGarurumon caught the dying angel and carried him to the seven children.
Taichi immediately stoped playing when the metal wolf landed beside them. He knelt down, not wanting to disturb the blonde. "Yamato!" He called by my full name...he never use to do that... It was a welcomed surpurse from Taichi. Harmonica still in hand, he pulled the bloody angel to his lap, brushing away the loose, wild golden hair. "Matt, you dropped this..." Their hands met while passing the instrument, and an electrifyng connection established in that mere touch.
Clothes torn in everyway possible, Yamato's body was covered in blood. It looked as if his whole body was broken, his every bone crushed. They probably were too. His first attempt to speak failed, the onslaught of blood from his throat too great to hold back. Coughs of crimson splattered over Taichi, and the browned haired boy did't care, "T...ch..i.." Air couldn't pass through the blood.
But Yamato heard what he needed to hear.
"Don't speak...I know..." Courage glowed.
"You've been a good friend." Love glowed.
"A computer with all the knowlege in he world couldn't replace you." Knowledge glowed.
"You stood by me..." Reliability blowed.
"You've been paitent with me..." Sincerity glowed.
"You've become our messenger of light." Light glowed.
"You're my perfect brother..." Hope glowed.
The Crest of Friendship recieved the seven colours of unity. The aura of light returned to Yamato, taking flight once again. Looking down, he now fully understood his power, his life. White gloved fingers slipped through the brown gloved fingers, hesitant to let go. Despite the pain and agony of his injuries, he flew up, lips kissing his hamonica, his soul singing once again its symphony.
"You won't defeat me..." Chimeramon snarled, "INFINITE RIVER OF POWER!"
Peace, joy, love. Those are what his music now spoke of. No sorrow, anger, and hate he had harboured all this time in the Real and Digital Worlds. His song reached their partner digimon's ears. MetalGarurumon felt a surge of power he never dreamed of. It had a familiar sense of...life. Someone's life. The other digimon used the newly found power to digivolve back the their Mega forms. They too felt a familiar aura.
"METAL WOLF CLAW!" A huge blast, bigger than before dissapated the watery wave of energy to Chimeramon and freezed his hands. The hybrid digimon broke free from his temporary icy restraints. But the attack gave enough time for Yamato to fully charge up his power.
His power was ready to be released, "MetalGarurumon!" The metal wolf poised to attack and signaled his readiness. "This is the end Chimeramon!" Yamato shouted. The music he played all this time continued without the use of his harmonica, "This is the end! HARMONIC RHAPSODY!!!"
Yamato burst into light that rivaled the sun's rays and heat. It was too bright for anyone to see through the pale blue illumination. In mere moments, his light slowly faded but maintained a healthy glow around him and MetalGaururmon. The metal wolf was absorbing Yamato's power, every part of his body flashing with strength. MetalGarurumon's blades on his wings and tail doubled in size. The light wrapped around the entire body to form a giant blade of ice. The power that was given by Yamato was unimaginable and could make any digimon strong enough to destroy the world. With power at maximum, MetalGarurumon released a howl to silence all, "FROST REQUIEUM!!!"
He charged faster than the speed of light, piercing cleanly through Chimeramon's body, cutting him down into tidy cubes of flesh. Chimeramon's screams couldn't be heard through MetalGarurumon's howl. In the midst of the flurry of streaks of blue blades, he used his trump card. If I am to die then I will take you with me!!! TRICK SWORD! His four swords on his back vanished. MetalGarurumon continued his chopping spree, the upper body was the last to be cut down. Even when the diced flesh were no bigger than a walnut, the metal wolf continued to grind and chop him like a blender. Soon, pulps of flesh, bone, hearts...all fell down like a snowstorm. Instead snowing with red flakes.
With the energy finally gone, MetalGarurumon de-evolved to Gabumon and slumped to the ground in exaustion. He used up Yamato's strength along with all the other Megas. Yamato lost his light, his power gone. Floating in the air, he rested to regain his balance and conciousness. His technique drained his body and left him shaking.
Takeru looked up to see his brother waving a sign of success and all the children cheered. The Dark Masters were finally destroyed and peace would return to both worlds. Digimon and humans danced in celebration. Yamato smiled at their antics from above and rubbed his aching body. Wanting to join the fun, the blonde started to float down.
He didn't know clowns were tricksters. He didn't know they always left their mark. A searing pain entered his chest, and another in his stomach.
Running toward Agumon, Taichi felt something warm hit his cheek. Rubbing it away, it left a stain of red in his glove. Another dropped on his stained hand, then another. He looked up to see the source of the crimson rain. A sight conjured in hell etched in his mind forever.
Yamato choked up blood as the two swords sawed his body. The shock of the attack paralyzed him and began falling down, landing in the middle of the horrified group. The swords connected with the ground and locked the dying boy to the soil. Taichi screamed his name in bitter tears. He reached out and leaped toward to take hold of his hand. Grasping it tightly, he reached for the blonde's face with his other hand.
Another sword materialized. It dropped to sever the boys' connection. Taichi sat wide eyed, the others gasped at the sight. Taichi lifted the hand that held the brown gloved hand. Blood squirted out the severed arm, resting in Taichi's hand. The third sworn cleanly cut off Yamato's right arm. Yamato turned to the crying Taichi, "Don't...cry.... Do..n...be....s...d.." he whispered through the blood clogging his thraot. "I....m.....h..p...py..." He smiled through the pain, hiding his agony. But it truely was a smile forged from his happiness. The happiness that he searched so hard for. He found Life.
Gabumon's voice echoed throught his head.
I know what you're searching for Matt. Why Friendship is important to all of us. You've earned to know why your the most important one of all... Friendship kept us together, made us realize our inner strength. Our friends are what we are...what helped us to survive the cruelties of life. You kept us together with your compassion. And we can never thank you enough..
The fourth, and final sword appeared. The blade sliced through the skin, then the eye, skull, brain and finally pierced the ground.
But it couldn't cut through the smile.
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Dawn glazed the land in red and orange. Throughout the land, music could be heard. A rapturing requium. Taichi continued the song that gave strength to the group. Takeru love hearing it, never wanting to play it. He wouldn't. It was "his" song. And in the end, "their" song. He held the blue digivice next to his. Gabumon fiddled with his pendent. The Crest of Friendship always glowing a pale blue, always feeling "his" presence...and "his" voice.
I know what I was searching for. I found my reason. I did have friends but...did they have a friend in me? I was afraid. Afraid of the truth. Afraid that I couldn't show Friendship... Afraid I couldn't feel what it was like to be one...to know how it feels. But now I know...because of you...The Crest of Friendship was made for me...because it is 'Me'...
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Finally!! I'm done!!! This came out longer than I thought! When I finally understood the lyrics to this song, Yamato came into my mind instantly. The song seemed so right for him. I'm not very good with action scenes am I? Anyways, tell me what you thought of it. I'd love to get reviews. And CONSTRUCTIVE reviews are apppreciated. I might do one of these for every character if I find the right song for each of them. And I'll try to keep it short. Thanks for reading ^_^!!
Until next time...
Author's Note:I don't know if you would call the relationship between Taichi and Yamato yaoi or best friends in this fic. Call it whatever you want, I was aiming for the reasons for their unique companionship. Some blood and stuff in this part. I'll shut up now so, enjoy! ^_^
Note: [] Lyrics
Thoughts
"Last Waltz-Harmonic Rhapsody"
(Part B)
By Cloud Ishida
[DON'T GIVE UP! TURN AROUND!
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL!
GIVE ME SOMETHING REAL!]
"AHH~!" He swung his arm in response to the attack, "Gabumon?! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Looking up, the black knife slashed at the yellow skin of the reptilian flesh. Realizing his action, Yamato let the knife fall to the floor as Gabumon was knocked back by the force of the blade and the pain it released in him. Yamato was instantly terrified by what he had done. His thoughts and body were held firm by the onslaught of tears from Gabumon and the rythmic drops of blood from his chest. "Oh my god...Gabumon...I....didn't mean...I'm so sorry...I....." Gabumon couldn't take anymore self pity coming from his friend. Forgetting about his wound, he attacked Yamato with his words.
"What is wrong with you?!?!" Gabumon's gentle voice was taken over by a tremendous amount of fear and animosity that terrified Yamato. "I've waited my whole life waithing for you ony to find you trying to kill yourself?!" Yamato couldn't bear to watch his distrought partner anymore. He turned his gaze away, unable to look in the mournful, crimson eyes. Gabumon was the last one that Yamato wanted to upset, yet there he was, probably lost his only companion. The Darkness still surrounded him in an aura, the empty orb feeding on his doubts.
Gabumon's compassionate voice returned, "Never give up Matt...there is always hope." He placed his paw on Yamato's back, gently rubbing it to sooth the boy's cries, "Turn around and look at me." The blonde hesitated, then complied, slowly but surly reaching the digimon's eyes. Instead of anger and disappointment, Yamato found peace and love. "Now, close your eyes, and tell ne how you feel. Give me someting to work with Matt. I want to help."
Eyes closed and heart open wide, Yamato was ready to witness the images of his soul.
[YES YOU CAN DO IT!
LOVE WARRIOR or FIGHT FOR YUR LOVE!]
All my life, I was alone. People were around me sure, but no one really understood me. When my parents divorced, that really turned me for the worse. They were fighting over who should keep T.K. and who got stuck with me... I knew from that point on that people really didn't want me. I was disposable...to be a convenience for others when they needed one. So I kept to myself, alone. I hate that word...'alone'... Ironically, it was solitude that saved me from going insane by the trials of life. The only thing that got me going was T.K. Now that he's left me, what do I have to live for? What is my purpose? I wanted to cry so much, but no tears came. I've trained myself to never show anyone 'me'...who I am...but that's all that I want to do... I want to cry so bad...not over my brother...for me... Maybe that's why I kept my harmonica all there years. Music was a way for me to cry.
"Then cry Matt. Cry for all those years you felt lonely, all those days you were denied tears, and leave them behind."
The harmonica sung of sorrow, loneliness and fear. It was a tragic melody, and a long one. Gabumon clinged to Yamato, whispering almost in sync with the disheartened aria, "You have me Matt. I'll always need you, and will always love you. You may not want to live but I want you to. Because Matt..." the next words were more beautiful and precious to Yamato than any music he could conjure on his harmonica, "...I'm your friend. Your companion for life. My best friend."
The music stopped. Opening his eyes, they returned to their brilliant blue glow, somehow brighter than before. Unknown tears fell from them, as an asgelic smile formed. The dark orb faded along with the black knife, his crest shining a cerulean blue once more. He called me his best friend...
"I know what you're searching for Matt. Why friendship is so important to all of us. You've earned to know why you're the most important one of all.." Gabumon leaned into the ear of his human counterpart, and released in it the lyrics of a life that Yamato had prayed for.
[Like a journeyless angel
Resting your wings...
Like the birds
With a graceful profile...]
"Well, it's been nice playing with you!" Puppetmon raised his mallet, ready for the final blow against Koushiro. His precious computer, shattered into a million pieces, couldn't help him anymore. He was already severly injured by the first Puppet Pummel, but another one would seal his grave. Motimon managed to digivolve into Tentomon but no use came of it. The mechanical insect huddled with Koushiro to be toghter until the end as a whisper of "I love you" passed the small boy's lips. Pupptemon shouted his attack and both intensified their grip to await the inevitable. "PUPPET PUMMEL!"
"METAL WOLF CLAW!" The stream of ice froze the glowing specks of the pummel and penetrated to the surprised marrionette. Wood tore away from screws and hinges and splintered everywhere as his deafening screams subsided with the wind. The remanents of the puppet vaished into data leaving no trace of him.
Koushiro looked up when the pain he expected never came. He was blinded by a briliant pale blue light, a boy and wolf standing before him. The blonde closed his eyes, as Tentomon started to glow.
"Know your love." The blonde whispered.
Koushiro's digivice and Crest glowed, in sync with the blonde's chest. A radiant purple light surrounded Tentomon, "TENTOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...HERCULESKABUTERIMON!" A strange feeling overwhelmed him, his wounds fully healed along with his human counterpart.
The blonde yook flight with his wolf. Koushiro understood what he felt, "Matt..."
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The two beings of Light arrived to the scene of the triamph of MetalSeaDramon. Gomamon and Palmon were knocked out, Jyou held onto Mimi to take the River of Power straight on. The stream of light charged from the dragon's snout, its speed unmatched.
Unmatched except by one.
"Matt?!" Jyou looked up. Everything looked blurry without his glasses but he could make out the unmistakabe hair. Mimi finally opened her tearful eyes, taking in the breathtaking scene. Their hearts felt a strange warmth of comfort and trust.
Pure light surrounded Yamato, floating in mid-air, his arm stretched out to reflect the ray of darkness. MetalGarurumon hovered beside him, cool and calm.
"Rely on each other to be true." The Crest of Friendship glowed a pale blue, initiating a dance of light with Sincerity and Reliability. Jyou and Mimi's digivices glowed their respective colours to surruound a bloodied Gomamon and a flowerless Palmon.
"PALMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...ROSEMON!"
"GOMAMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...MARINEANGEMON!"
MetalGarurumon took flight with Yamato. Behind them, the two newly born Megas grabbed the dragon's jaws, and ripped him lenghwise. The writhing serpent growled in pain, the Megas creating a ocean of blood and cracking of ivory bones echoing through the dust.
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Salomon and Patamon were severely outmatched by Piedmon's strength. T.K. and Kari were back to back with Taichi and Sora. The two children miraculously survived with only minor scratches, but their digimon had no such luck. Tailmon's precious tail and right ear were freshly torn off. The pearl, white bones in deep contrast withthe dripping blood forced her to de-evole to Salomon. Patatmon had no wings to fly with, and instead was carried in T.K.'s arms. The tiny digimon was panting furiously from the pain. MachineDramon easily overpowered Agumon, his left eyeball crushed under the pressure of a Giga Cannon. Piyomon, her wing still missing and flowing with crimson. They were too tired and weak to maintain their higher forms. Sora had to deal with withstanding the pain of her broken arm and leg while supporting Taichi with both his legs crushed. "Don't give up guys..." Taichi managed to spit out with the taste of blood warming his mouth. He didn't believe his words himself, the whole world seemed to ocrumble before him. Piedmon stood watch as MachineDramon charged his cannons.
Only a miracle can save us... And that was what they got.
[A sad story, searching alone.
In a moment of a dream I see, I approach you...
Where will you continue until? I want the two of us to dance up,
Embarking on a venture to the unrecognizable night sky.]
MetalGarurumon charged at the metal dragon and the dance of death pursued. Taichi and the others, weary from their war, couldn't make out what was happening. Suddenly, a warm bright light settled beside them, reaching out to the broken children. A form what looked like a face gave way, with a smile that could only have been created by the heavens. The gloved hand landed gently on Taichi's bruised cheek, softly brushing away the unsightly blood. An antipode of hate and love passed between them.
I guess I do love Taichi...I loved him so much that I hated him. Hated how he's revered by everyone. Hated how he has the love of everone. Hated how all the treasures of life were handed to him while I still continue my futile search. I continued alone, and you just walked into my life. My dreams melded with your reality, and the nights seem warmer, worth more to feel the Darkness consume me. You've found what you want. There's no reason for you to move anymore. But, I do... Your everything I want, but...
"Oniichan!" His eyes filled with tears of joy, instantly recognizing the brown gloved hand of his older rother. T.K. leaped into his arms, Sora cried for recieving a hopeful sign, and Hikari just stood in awe at the aura surrounding him. It was so much like hers, only passion electirfying the world. Taichi was at a loss of words. Yamato's warm hand made him forget his physical pain, as the light pulsated betwen the two, ecstacy flowing through his body. In his grand splender, it looked like Yamato was a golden angel with his wild blonde hair, the light forming his wings.
The chest of the angel began to glow, pulsing with life with the other three. Then it was the digimon's turn to illuminate. The digiveices formed coccoons of light, and opened to reveal precious butterflies.
"AGUMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...WARGREYMON!"
"PIYOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...PHOENIXMON!"
"PATAMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...ARCHANGEMON!"
"SALOMON, WARP DIGIVOLVE TO...HOLYANGEWOMON!"
All at once, the new Megas attacked the metal dragon. MetalGarurumon left to stand beside Yamato, who was healing all the kids with his new divine power of his inner strength. Taichi was able to stand, staring intensly at the angel before him. "Thanks..." That was all that he could say.
And that was enough for Yamato. He just formed a smile, and flew in the direction of Piedmon with MetalGarurumon close by. Sheets of metal flew everywhere, MachineDramon torn limb from limb. Blach oil splattered in every direction, his equivelent liquid to blood. The angels with all thier might ripped off the metal jaw as payback for Tailmon's lost tail. Phoenixmon's flames melted away at his entire body, exposing the inricate and delicate wire that made him tick like a clock. WarGreymon was abou to silence teh alarm.
[A drop of tear drys,
Time holds a firm grip.
The darkness softly closes my eyes,
Secretly, I continue to protect.
I have you, so right here, smiling, I shed tears.]
Dust and data immersed with the setting of the sun. MachineDramon was no more, and Piedmon was next. The clown still hovered with crossed arms and a very pissed of look. His eyes gave no attention to anyone except for the two thorns at his side. Yamato floated on his own, calm and serene. MetalGarurumon poised in between them, ready to defend his friend, "Your time is over Piedmon." The metal wolf snarled.
"Oh really?" The dark clown's voice was remarkably calm and steady. he wasn't phased by the face all the children were gathered below him with their new Mega digimon. "Things aren't always what they seem. After all, desperation can be a very powerful ally." The air around him thickened with the lost data of the other Dark Masters. Swirling around him, they merged with every inch of his body, shedding his skin with blood oozing at every opening. MetalGarurumon made the first move, freezing the still transforming Piedmon. Moments later, the ice shattered, unable to hold the expanding body.
"What the heck is he doing?" Taichi didn't need his mini-scope to see the gruesome sight. Koushiro had no answer to give, entranced by the grotesque being that's being formed. The rest of the children held their breaths, wishing this would all end. "Well, whatever's going on, we can't just stand here and do nothing. WarGreymon! Take him down!"
The dragon man digimon complied to Taichi's orders and navigated the Megas throgh the rain of blood dripping from Piedmon. The signal to charge released a flurry of rabid attacks. At the moment of impact of whatever was left of the dark clown, bounced back by the sudden shrill from his throat, "PIEDMON, HYBRID DIGIVOLVE TO..." a flash of light covered the land, "CHIMERAMON!"
Standing before Yamato was a frankenstien of a creature. Just like its mythological namesake, every part was composed of stitched up skin and bones of multi-digimon. Chimeramon's head was settled upon MachineDramon's metallic body, supporting cannons and swords on his back. No legs, but MetalSeaDramon's tail whiped back and forth, barely missing the of MetalGarurumon. Four arms of Pupptedmon and MachineDramon twitched their fingers. The head sported a horned, metal mask, but plainly obvious Piedmon's face was underneath its cold exterior, "Now, who's time is up?" The voice was unexpectedly soft and soothing, remarkable for a creature of such size. "You and your pitiful Crest. Cherrymon had the right idea for you to deflect to our side. Without their guardian, they wouldn't live another day."
Yamato remained cool. The stench of rotten meat eroded at his skin, but brushed it off, "You have no idea that all of us have the potenial for this." He spread his arms out, obviously referring to his new found inner light, "And you won't live to witness them."
"Neither will you, my friend." Chimeramon snorted out, "You are not as strong as you think. The Crest of Friendship offers no offensive capabilites."
"Lending support is enough for me." Yamato reached into his pocket to reveal his harmonica. In that moment, Chimeramon took swift action. Charging at full speed, he penetrated MetalGarurumon's defenses and crushed his metal hand around the startled boy. The silver harmonica, reflecting the holy light, fell to the earth below. Yamato gasped for breath from the iron claws digging into his chest. The hand wrapped entirely around him, leaving only his head free for Chimeramon to take pleasure in his screams. Tears from the pain filled his eyes.
"I've read upon your powers boy," a devil's smile creeped upon the demon's lips, "your powers are worthless without your music." A horible, gratuitous laugh spread like wildfire. Yamato could hear his bones snap inside his fragile body. His screams couldn' be held for much longer. The fallen angel's dischord of pain only furthered to increase the ominous power of Chimeramon. The screams signaled to MetalGarurumon for retaliation with another Metal Wolf Claw, but fizzled to smoke. All the other Megas charged, but a wave of a Giga Pummel crushed the calvalry, and all returned to Rookies and unconciousness. Yamato's tears dried, no more were left to sooth his burning eyes, and shutting them from the pain. The aura around him started to dim.
Down below, seven children stood witness to the torture of their dear friend. Mimi couldn't bear to hear anymore screams and took shelter in Jyou's chest. Sora covered Hikari's eyes, knowing children should never see such acts. Koushiro had nothing to say or do. Takeru stared at the scene of his brother's agony, eyes empty. Taichi was the most distraught of all. Fear for his friend, his companion, shrouded his soul in the form of tears. Screaming for him, reaching for him, but never arriving to protect. Yes, he was in love with Sora, but the connection the two boy's had could never be replaced by love of friendship. It was simply more than that. An unexplainable, un-nameable bond.
Staring to the dark image, a twinkle of light dives to the leader. A loud clang signaled the meeting of metal with rock. Looking down, near his red-stained sneakers, laid a silver object. Taichi bent to pick up the gift from the heavens. It was badly scratched, with dents and, upon closer inspection, a deep crack started to spread. The glow it once had as it fell now dimmed from the fading reflection of Yamato's light.
Eyeing the object for eternity, he let his lips meet the warm metal that once was once brought to life by the lips of his guardian angel. Breathing in deeply, a requiem escaped from its silver cage.
A Revelation Requiem.
With a last, single tear dropping, the soul of Courage smiled as it sang its song.
[Only your passionate world I'll strongly hold to protect.
You are here, so, I want to love. Don't leave me...
Only yur passionate world, strongly, more than anyone else
~A destiny that can't be changed~ I will embrace.]
An awkward melody. He was not an expert but his emotions guided him. The Crest of Courage breathed life and called for the others to join. Six children joined hands around their sworn leader and prayed.
His mind filled with ecstacy when the immortal notes reached Yamato's ears. Off key in some parts, but a welcome melody. But, none of the children were glowing like him. They don't know the secret of their crests... The claws squeezed every breath, but at the same time, lose its grip.
The music ravaged his mind and Chimeramon could't stand it anymore. The friendship between the children were becoming stronger than ever. But as long as the strongest is under my thumb, their efforts are useless...right? Doubts encircled his mind, he won't be defeated like this. The music stung every part of his body. The hand gave way completely and Yamato slepped from its fingers. Too weak to maintion his flight, MetalGarurumon caught the dying angel and carried him to the seven children.
Taichi immediately stoped playing when the metal wolf landed beside them. He knelt down, not wanting to disturb the blonde. "Yamato!" He called by my full name...he never use to do that... It was a welcomed surpurse from Taichi. Harmonica still in hand, he pulled the bloody angel to his lap, brushing away the loose, wild golden hair. "Matt, you dropped this..." Their hands met while passing the instrument, and an electrifyng connection established in that mere touch.
Clothes torn in everyway possible, Yamato's body was covered in blood. It looked as if his whole body was broken, his every bone crushed. They probably were too. His first attempt to speak failed, the onslaught of blood from his throat too great to hold back. Coughs of crimson splattered over Taichi, and the browned haired boy did't care, "T...ch..i.." Air couldn't pass through the blood.
But Yamato heard what he needed to hear.
"Don't speak...I know..." Courage glowed.
"You've been a good friend." Love glowed.
"A computer with all the knowlege in he world couldn't replace you." Knowledge glowed.
"You stood by me..." Reliability blowed.
"You've been paitent with me..." Sincerity glowed.
"You've become our messenger of light." Light glowed.
"You're my perfect brother..." Hope glowed.
The Crest of Friendship recieved the seven colours of unity. The aura of light returned to Yamato, taking flight once again. Looking down, he now fully understood his power, his life. White gloved fingers slipped through the brown gloved fingers, hesitant to let go. Despite the pain and agony of his injuries, he flew up, lips kissing his hamonica, his soul singing once again its symphony.
"You won't defeat me..." Chimeramon snarled, "INFINITE RIVER OF POWER!"
Peace, joy, love. Those are what his music now spoke of. No sorrow, anger, and hate he had harboured all this time in the Real and Digital Worlds. His song reached their partner digimon's ears. MetalGarurumon felt a surge of power he never dreamed of. It had a familiar sense of...life. Someone's life. The other digimon used the newly found power to digivolve back the their Mega forms. They too felt a familiar aura.
"METAL WOLF CLAW!" A huge blast, bigger than before dissapated the watery wave of energy to Chimeramon and freezed his hands. The hybrid digimon broke free from his temporary icy restraints. But the attack gave enough time for Yamato to fully charge up his power.
His power was ready to be released, "MetalGarurumon!" The metal wolf poised to attack and signaled his readiness. "This is the end Chimeramon!" Yamato shouted. The music he played all this time continued without the use of his harmonica, "This is the end! HARMONIC RHAPSODY!!!"
Yamato burst into light that rivaled the sun's rays and heat. It was too bright for anyone to see through the pale blue illumination. In mere moments, his light slowly faded but maintained a healthy glow around him and MetalGaururmon. The metal wolf was absorbing Yamato's power, every part of his body flashing with strength. MetalGarurumon's blades on his wings and tail doubled in size. The light wrapped around the entire body to form a giant blade of ice. The power that was given by Yamato was unimaginable and could make any digimon strong enough to destroy the world. With power at maximum, MetalGarurumon released a howl to silence all, "FROST REQUIEUM!!!"
He charged faster than the speed of light, piercing cleanly through Chimeramon's body, cutting him down into tidy cubes of flesh. Chimeramon's screams couldn't be heard through MetalGarurumon's howl. In the midst of the flurry of streaks of blue blades, he used his trump card. If I am to die then I will take you with me!!! TRICK SWORD! His four swords on his back vanished. MetalGarurumon continued his chopping spree, the upper body was the last to be cut down. Even when the diced flesh were no bigger than a walnut, the metal wolf continued to grind and chop him like a blender. Soon, pulps of flesh, bone, hearts...all fell down like a snowstorm. Instead snowing with red flakes.
With the energy finally gone, MetalGarurumon de-evolved to Gabumon and slumped to the ground in exaustion. He used up Yamato's strength along with all the other Megas. Yamato lost his light, his power gone. Floating in the air, he rested to regain his balance and conciousness. His technique drained his body and left him shaking.
Takeru looked up to see his brother waving a sign of success and all the children cheered. The Dark Masters were finally destroyed and peace would return to both worlds. Digimon and humans danced in celebration. Yamato smiled at their antics from above and rubbed his aching body. Wanting to join the fun, the blonde started to float down.
He didn't know clowns were tricksters. He didn't know they always left their mark. A searing pain entered his chest, and another in his stomach.
Running toward Agumon, Taichi felt something warm hit his cheek. Rubbing it away, it left a stain of red in his glove. Another dropped on his stained hand, then another. He looked up to see the source of the crimson rain. A sight conjured in hell etched in his mind forever.
Yamato choked up blood as the two swords sawed his body. The shock of the attack paralyzed him and began falling down, landing in the middle of the horrified group. The swords connected with the ground and locked the dying boy to the soil. Taichi screamed his name in bitter tears. He reached out and leaped toward to take hold of his hand. Grasping it tightly, he reached for the blonde's face with his other hand.
Another sword materialized. It dropped to sever the boys' connection. Taichi sat wide eyed, the others gasped at the sight. Taichi lifted the hand that held the brown gloved hand. Blood squirted out the severed arm, resting in Taichi's hand. The third sworn cleanly cut off Yamato's right arm. Yamato turned to the crying Taichi, "Don't...cry.... Do..n...be....s...d.." he whispered through the blood clogging his thraot. "I....m.....h..p...py..." He smiled through the pain, hiding his agony. But it truely was a smile forged from his happiness. The happiness that he searched so hard for. He found Life.
Gabumon's voice echoed throught his head.
I know what you're searching for Matt. Why Friendship is important to all of us. You've earned to know why your the most important one of all... Friendship kept us together, made us realize our inner strength. Our friends are what we are...what helped us to survive the cruelties of life. You kept us together with your compassion. And we can never thank you enough..
The fourth, and final sword appeared. The blade sliced through the skin, then the eye, skull, brain and finally pierced the ground.
But it couldn't cut through the smile.
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Dawn glazed the land in red and orange. Throughout the land, music could be heard. A rapturing requium. Taichi continued the song that gave strength to the group. Takeru love hearing it, never wanting to play it. He wouldn't. It was "his" song. And in the end, "their" song. He held the blue digivice next to his. Gabumon fiddled with his pendent. The Crest of Friendship always glowing a pale blue, always feeling "his" presence...and "his" voice.
I know what I was searching for. I found my reason. I did have friends but...did they have a friend in me? I was afraid. Afraid of the truth. Afraid that I couldn't show Friendship... Afraid I couldn't feel what it was like to be one...to know how it feels. But now I know...because of you...The Crest of Friendship was made for me...because it is 'Me'...
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Finally!! I'm done!!! This came out longer than I thought! When I finally understood the lyrics to this song, Yamato came into my mind instantly. The song seemed so right for him. I'm not very good with action scenes am I? Anyways, tell me what you thought of it. I'd love to get reviews. And CONSTRUCTIVE reviews are apppreciated. I might do one of these for every character if I find the right song for each of them. And I'll try to keep it short. Thanks for reading ^_^!!
Until next time...