Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Author's Note: Heads are gonna fly in this chapter (LITERALLY)! Bloody scenes.
Note: thoughts
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"Crests of Destiny"
By Cloud Ishida
~Chapter 5-Angel of Death~
"What the hell happened?!" A pool of blood spread on the dry soil, Asato demanding the reason for the horrific scene. The tiny child was severed at the neckline, and the blood continued to flow. It was surprising to see so much from such a small body.
"I just...found her like...this..." Emilia was the one to scream at the sight, now she was shaken by the image.
"Wait, where's Devimon?" Alexander noticed the missing digimon.
Asato stared at the body, and noticed a shattered object beside her. Kneeling down for a closer inspection, he noticed it was black and had shades of a tan colour. Her crest's been destroyed... "I don't think we'll be seeing him again." He held up the bloodied, broken crest.
"But...why..." Hamilton stuttered while he held on to his shaking sister.
"Remember...our crests are connected to our digimon. If our crests are destroyed, then so is the digimon." Asato spoke with no feeling in his voice. His mind was going through questions on the event that has happened. Looking around the huddled group, his eyes only fell on one boy. Watching the boy's lips, he swore he saw a glimpse of a smile. Itami... His instincts cried out his name. "We're moving. Pack everything, we'll head out in five minutes." His low voice finalized the command and willed the others not to question it.
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"What do you mean dead?" Yamato was shocked by the news. She just stood there, taking in the image that she saw, scared, yet nothing affected her emotionally.
"She was beheaded." Midori answered short and simple. Yamato couldn't help but feel rage. Although they are the enemy, a child is just a child, and no child deserved such fate. Looking down to his brother, he noticed Takeru was shaking. He wanted to comfort him so bad, but the ropes restrained him of his duty as a brother. "Her Crest of Despair was destroyed." Midori continued on, "That means Devimon is no more."
"Wha...what do you mean?" Yamato asked.
"If our crests are destroyed, so are our digimon."
"Then that means that Devimon won't bother us anymore?" Takeru softly asked his brother, a part of him happy about the prospect.
"I guess so...one less virus..." Yamato answered, not to anyone particular really.
"What do you mean by that?!" Midori snapped at the tall blonde, taking in insult by the remark.
**Smooth move Yamato...** Wha...? Who said that?! It voice sounded very familiar, like the one from his dreams. "I, didn't mean anything but..."
"But nothing!" She sharply cut him off, her crest glowing ever so slightly, "Does being Viruses mean they have to die? Just because we're on opposite sides does not mean we are evil!" Her anger was clearly in her voice, she let herself explode in rage, fists clenched, "Don't we have the same right to fight for what we believe in?! Our digimon are just as loyal to us as yours are to you! We care for them as our partners and our friends..." She stopped her speech, letting her anger subside. Her fists relaxed, breathing in and out to calm her fast beating heart.
"I...I'm sorry..." Yamato said with eyes closed. He pushed all his remorse in those words, sincerity screaming from them.
Midori caught their meaning, "So am I. I didn't mean to yell at you like that."
In the back of a bush, Asato crouched behind it. He had a solemn expression on his face. Midori...
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"They're right over that ridge." Patamon reported, "And T.K. and Matt are there."
"All right, we'll move out when I give the signal. Everyone! Digivolve to your highest forms." Taichi ordered to the digimon. He turned his eyes towards the ridge. We'll save you guys, T.K., Matt...
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"I would never have guessed you would find out about me." The man poured tea into the three cups, slowly making his round around the table. "You continue to surprise me even when I'm 'dead'." Next to poured juice into two bowls for the thirsty seal and insect digimon.
Koushiro was nervous. He was determined to find Gennai but, he never thought of what he would do when they actually met, "Uhh...Mr. Gainsburg..."
"Call me Gennai." The man stated. Koushiro looked up, a little surprised. "We're both used to that right?"
"'Gennai'..." Seeing Koushiro's shyness, Jyou decided to start the conversation, and the question both of them wanted answered, "How...why were you in Digiworld...I mean, all this time, you were..." But Jyou couldn't find the right words either.
"...Let me tell you a story." Gennai took a sip from his cup, "The very first 'Destined', you could say... There were five of them. One of them was my daughter. At that time, the Real World and Digiworld were time synchronized. I was devastated when I found she was missing. But one day, I had gotten an e-mail. It was from her. Luckily, she had her computer with her, like you Izzy." He nodded to the boy, eyes connecting in that split second. "I wanted to help her, fighting the evil. I was able to access the program for the Digital World and created a persona whom we all know as 'Gennai'. I made it up as a digimon but didn't have the resources to add attributes to it. I could see the Digiworld vividly because of this."
"They were successful weren't they? In beating the evil I mean." Jyou asked in anticipation.
"Yes. After beating it, time went faster in the Digiworld. But another problem came up. Piedmon created the Darkdestined, picking digimon partners personally. He himself made himself a partner. I believe it was with the Keeper of Darkness. That suits him all right. Long before that time, I found out that my daughter and the others would constantly be sent to the Digiworld if any danger arose. I didn't want my daughter to get involved, so I decided to create the Digidestined. Have someone else take on the...burden. But my daughter...she wanted to go back. That was the last time I saw her in the Real World."
"What do you mean?..." Jyou was almost afraid to ask.
"A digimon that no one, not even Piedmon heard of appeared from the power of one of the Dark Crests. I would never forget her. Long black hair, scars covering almost her entire body. She was completely dressed in black, holding a giant weapon like her name...the angel of death, Scythemon."
"I remember hearing about her." Tentomon buzzed, taking a brake from his drink, "A Virus-type digimon. No other other information exists about her."
"That's because anyone who got to know her wound up dead. When she showed up, there were always one missing from the Darkdestined. Piedmon took a liking to her and unleashed her fury to the five children...only two survived..." He closed his eyes, as if replaying that fateful day, "She was eleven years old. She was cut into eleven pieces. I can still remember the image of her lying there. Her eye was wide open; the other was somewhere else on the field..."
Koushiro's eyes were wide open. A horrible way to die...
"All I have of her is this picture." He took out his wallet, and opened to the girl that lived to short. But an uncanny resemblance made Koushiro take a gasp. She had short, dark, reddish hair, a short height from the looks of it. She had ash black eyes and a laptop by her side. "If she was still alive, you two could have been twins." Gennai smiled at the teary-eyed boy. "Maybe that's why I took a liking to you. You are so much like her." Koushiro couldn't help but turn his cheek a faint crimson from the greatest compliment he had ever gotten.
"I didn't want this tragedy to occur again. That's why I stayed and guided all of you. To save my daughter through you, I guess."
"I...I don't know what to say..." Koushiro finally broke his silence.
"Remember the message from the disk I left." Gennai noved quickly to the present, not wanting to dwell in the past anymore, "Their Crests are the lives of their digimon. Destroy them, then the digimon will be no more. But the better thing to do would be to make their crests useless. Let them turn their attributes around." His eyes returned to the small boy, "I appreciate you coming here, but your friends need you. Don't worry about me. We still have e-mail don't we?" Koushiro smiled a little, but his mind raced with the tragic story. Looking into his friend's eyes, the pain of that day still plagued his heart.
Finishing their drinks, the four were ready to go. "Gennai?" The man turned to the small boy. "I came to make sure you were alive. That you didn't' die for nothing. To thank you for all that you've done...To know that I didn't fail you."
Gennai just stared at the boy, surprised a bit by his words, "I'll always be there to guide you Izzy. Like a father..." The childless father encouraged the parentless child.
Koushiro dropped a tear, and left with Jyou and the digimon. His mind was clear, but is heart was heavy. I'll make her pay for what she's done to you...
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"TERRA FORCE!" WarGreymon tackled the giant MachineDramon, slicing through the chords on his back. Digivolving once more, MetalSeaDramon and MetalEtamon preoccupied the giant Garudamon and Angewomon at the lake. Liliymon played Hide-and-Destroy with Puppetmon in the dense forest. With T.K. and Yamato set free, HolyAngemon and MetalGarurumon were reborn to take on VenomMyotismon. The Darkdestined didn't anticipate the attack and were severely damaged.
All we gotta do is wait for that angel to use his attack... Itami his in the shadows of the forest, waiting for the opportunity to summon his digimon.
"Midori~!" Asato screamed her name, missing since a Horn Buster striked the middle of the camp. He frantically searched for her, hoping that the blast didn't...
"Midori~!" Another boy was calling out her name. Yamato searched the grounds, leaving T.K. with Mimi and Hikari. He had to find her; the voice pleaded with him. Even his heart told him to search for her, feeling his soul depended on it. But who he came across was not the he wanted.
"You?!" Asato glared at the blonde, remembering how Midori had warmed up to him, "What did you do with her?..." His hands formed tight fists, ready for combat.
"Funny," Yamato smirked, "I was gonna ask you the same thing." He raised his fists, "I owe you one for that sucker punch."
With that, the two boys charged, both landing their fists in each other's faces. Asato wrapped his leg around Yamato's and tripped him backwards to the ground. He straddled upon the boy's stomach, and pummelled the blonde's face, "Who do you think you are, huh?! You have no right to take her away from me!" Yamato felt his eyebrow cut as blood trickled down his face. He grabbed the two flying fists by the wrists and pulled him down. With all his might, Yamato focused all his energy on to his upper body and he buttheaded Asato right in the forehead.
The boy fell down to his side, wincing from the pain. Yamato wasn't finished. He took Asato by the collar, "The only reason I'm not beating you to a pulp is because she cares about you..." Asato froze by the blonde's words, "Although I don't know why she would bother."
She does care?... "Did she tell you?" Asato questioned. He didn't understand why she would tell him of all people, why the enemy.
"Matt!" Yamato looked up to the source of the call. Taichi ran towards him, the scene of the battle of the digimon blazing behind him.
"Tai!" He let his attention slip to the wilder haired boy. Asato used the diversion to his advantage and flipped Yamato to his back.
Asato started to get up and run but a brilliant light blinded his way, along with Taichi and Yamato.
Up above, HolyAngemon unsheathed his shining sword, preparing for his grand attack. Itami emerged from his hiding, waiting for the angel to utter the words to his power. "GATE OF DESTINY!"
In one swift motion, the gateway to another world opened its golden doors. The opening created a vacuum, sending loose debris to the other side. Any attack that was made by the digimon was sucked into the black hole and smaller digimon grasped what ever they could to avoid being sucked in.
Itami took his chance; he removed his tag from around his neck and held it towards the gate, "Crest of Darkness! Bring my partner! Bring back the darkest of all digimon!" Pure black light released equally black lightning towards the gate. The negative energy flooded the symbols on the gate and infected it with a virus. Slowly the gate turned black, and the suction reversed its direction. The gate blew away its contents, including the attacks made by the digimon. Energy blasts scattered all around the field, both sides taking cover. But through the blasts, an all too familiar laugh echoed out of the doorway.
The laughter became louder, and closer until... "HA HA HAH! I'M BACK!!" Piedmon made a triumphant entrance, still regal as ever. Behind him, the gate disappeared into thin air. "It's so nice to be back." His red eyes surveyed the battle around him, "I see you all started the party without me." A stain of red near the lake caught his eye, "And the stage is set..."
"Piedmon!" Itami called for his digimon, "It's about time you showed up!" The dark clown floated down beside his human counterpart. He unsheathed one of his swords and handed it to Itami.
"You know what to do." Piedmon made a wicked smirk as the silver boy nodded. Piedmon then turned his attention to the Digidestined, "My my, we really must do something with pest control."
"Piedmon!" Asato ran towards the creator of the Darkdestined, "We've got a problem. Gabrielle is dead." He pointed to the body swimming in its own blood. Piedmon made no expression of remorse. Instead, he smiled at the sight. "What are you smiling about?..."
"AAARRGHH~!" A blood curtling scream seized all the humans' attentions. Alexander was the one to bellow in pain. Before he fell to the floor, a swift swing cleanly beheaded the falling boy. Mimi and Emilia were the ones to scream from the scene the loudest. All the digimon stopped their battles, taking in the murder. Itami led the bloody sword to his side, took the dead boy's crest, and crushed it under his foot. Another shrill echoed the last one; this one from the fading Metal Etamon.
"ITAMI!" Asato raged after him. He recognized the sword hanging from the boy's hand, "Piedmon! What is the meaning of this?!"
Piedmon let the smirk become a laugh, "Why, it's a sacrifice. You better watch your back Asato, or you'll be next."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" His fists tightened with every beat of his heart. Another scream rushed through his ears. Turning in the direction Dana had fallen by the blade of Itami. The sword cut through her arm and waist, splitting her into four parts. Pointing the sword down, he stabbed through her crest to her heart, and another wailing of pain from MetalSeaDramon silenced forever. The air was being polluted by the data of fading Viruses, and more were to join them. From afar, Itami held the image of an Angel of Death. What the hell is going on?! Asato couldn't believe the massacre occuring.
MachineDramon and Puppetmon took to Hamilton and Emilia's side to defend them from Itami's warpath. "A little help here Piedmon!" he called for his partner. Piedmon flew over to him, faced his ex-Dark Masters.
With two words, "CLOWN TRICK!!", the giant and the midget were thrown back halfway across the field. "TRUMP SWORD!" Two blades ripped through the two siblings chests, shattering their crests. MachineDramon and Puppetmon joined their human partners to the realm of Hades.
Itami cackled at the image, letting his guard down. His laugh was cut short by a blur of a hand crunching his face. He fell to the ground, dropping the sword behind to clench the pain of his cheek. Midori stood in front of him, her arm outstretched with a fist formed at the end, "YOU BASTARD!! How could you!" Her crest glowed the same blue like the time when she and Yamato were falling to their deaths from a cliff. She picked up the blood-drenched sword and pointed it to Itami's face, "...how could you..." She pulled back the sword, ready to charge with all her strength. Itami just smirked at the hateful expression on her face, which only fuelled her anger. She charged a step forward only to be held back Piedmon's massive grip. The sword fell to the ground, and wrapped his arms around the struggling girl. Asato, seeing her predicament, raced before Piedmon.
"I'm sorry my dear, but I need him alive." He leaned in closer to her ear, so only she could hear him, "And I need you alive as well, my love." The last remark bewildered Midori, the meaning of it unknown to her.
"METAL WOLF CLAW!!" The ice beam directly hit Piedmon on the back, losing his grip on his prize. Asato took the opportunity to grab Midori and call for his digimon. Yamato, riding on MetalGarurumon, kept the clown busy for the two to escape. The rest of the Digidestined's digimon all fired their attacks. The metal wolf took off at the last moment to evade his friends' attacks, knocking out the dark clown.
VenomMyotismon reverted to his Ultimate form and carried his partner and Midori in his arms. MetalGarurumon flew beside them on Yamato's orders, "Follow me you guys."
"You?!" Asato was equally disgusted as Myotismon, "Do you think I would trust a Digidestined?"
"You have no choice at the moment! You're whole group's been slaughtered and you two will be next!" Yamato didn't know why he was doing this, but the voice in his head kept telling him to be with the girl. That everything depended on her. He didn't know what it meant, but he had a liking to Midori, and owes her for his life.
"Asato...just go with him..." Midori muttered softly. Asato looked at her with a despondent face that spoke for his heart. He nodded slowly and ordered his digimon.
"Me trusting a Digidestined," Myotismon couldn't believe the moment, "...can it get any more disgusting..."
"Matt!" The blonde looked down to his friends below. Taichi called for a regrouping, "We'll meet beyond that ridge!" All the digimon held their respective partners and withdraw from the site.
Itami and Piedmon regained their stability on their feet, and watched the digimon disappear. "Aren't we gonna go after them?!" Itami demanded.
"Patients. We'll get our chance." And then, I will get her back. "Besides," he wiped his swords on a fallen Destined, and sheathed it back, "they'll will be doing the work for us." The manic clown's smile returned. Everything is as planned.
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Even I was surprised by how this turned up. I haven't really mentioned the other Digidestined that much cause they're not the main focus. So expect the cast to dwindle down to a few. A big THANK YOU for those who supported my fic(s) and I appreciate your readership. For those who just read this, READ THE REST!! I mean, isn't it confusing if you don't? (Even though it would still be confusing if you did.^_^)
Author's Note: Heads are gonna fly in this chapter (LITERALLY)! Bloody scenes.
Note: thoughts
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"Crests of Destiny"
By Cloud Ishida
~Chapter 5-Angel of Death~
"What the hell happened?!" A pool of blood spread on the dry soil, Asato demanding the reason for the horrific scene. The tiny child was severed at the neckline, and the blood continued to flow. It was surprising to see so much from such a small body.
"I just...found her like...this..." Emilia was the one to scream at the sight, now she was shaken by the image.
"Wait, where's Devimon?" Alexander noticed the missing digimon.
Asato stared at the body, and noticed a shattered object beside her. Kneeling down for a closer inspection, he noticed it was black and had shades of a tan colour. Her crest's been destroyed... "I don't think we'll be seeing him again." He held up the bloodied, broken crest.
"But...why..." Hamilton stuttered while he held on to his shaking sister.
"Remember...our crests are connected to our digimon. If our crests are destroyed, then so is the digimon." Asato spoke with no feeling in his voice. His mind was going through questions on the event that has happened. Looking around the huddled group, his eyes only fell on one boy. Watching the boy's lips, he swore he saw a glimpse of a smile. Itami... His instincts cried out his name. "We're moving. Pack everything, we'll head out in five minutes." His low voice finalized the command and willed the others not to question it.
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"What do you mean dead?" Yamato was shocked by the news. She just stood there, taking in the image that she saw, scared, yet nothing affected her emotionally.
"She was beheaded." Midori answered short and simple. Yamato couldn't help but feel rage. Although they are the enemy, a child is just a child, and no child deserved such fate. Looking down to his brother, he noticed Takeru was shaking. He wanted to comfort him so bad, but the ropes restrained him of his duty as a brother. "Her Crest of Despair was destroyed." Midori continued on, "That means Devimon is no more."
"Wha...what do you mean?" Yamato asked.
"If our crests are destroyed, so are our digimon."
"Then that means that Devimon won't bother us anymore?" Takeru softly asked his brother, a part of him happy about the prospect.
"I guess so...one less virus..." Yamato answered, not to anyone particular really.
"What do you mean by that?!" Midori snapped at the tall blonde, taking in insult by the remark.
**Smooth move Yamato...** Wha...? Who said that?! It voice sounded very familiar, like the one from his dreams. "I, didn't mean anything but..."
"But nothing!" She sharply cut him off, her crest glowing ever so slightly, "Does being Viruses mean they have to die? Just because we're on opposite sides does not mean we are evil!" Her anger was clearly in her voice, she let herself explode in rage, fists clenched, "Don't we have the same right to fight for what we believe in?! Our digimon are just as loyal to us as yours are to you! We care for them as our partners and our friends..." She stopped her speech, letting her anger subside. Her fists relaxed, breathing in and out to calm her fast beating heart.
"I...I'm sorry..." Yamato said with eyes closed. He pushed all his remorse in those words, sincerity screaming from them.
Midori caught their meaning, "So am I. I didn't mean to yell at you like that."
In the back of a bush, Asato crouched behind it. He had a solemn expression on his face. Midori...
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"They're right over that ridge." Patamon reported, "And T.K. and Matt are there."
"All right, we'll move out when I give the signal. Everyone! Digivolve to your highest forms." Taichi ordered to the digimon. He turned his eyes towards the ridge. We'll save you guys, T.K., Matt...
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"I would never have guessed you would find out about me." The man poured tea into the three cups, slowly making his round around the table. "You continue to surprise me even when I'm 'dead'." Next to poured juice into two bowls for the thirsty seal and insect digimon.
Koushiro was nervous. He was determined to find Gennai but, he never thought of what he would do when they actually met, "Uhh...Mr. Gainsburg..."
"Call me Gennai." The man stated. Koushiro looked up, a little surprised. "We're both used to that right?"
"'Gennai'..." Seeing Koushiro's shyness, Jyou decided to start the conversation, and the question both of them wanted answered, "How...why were you in Digiworld...I mean, all this time, you were..." But Jyou couldn't find the right words either.
"...Let me tell you a story." Gennai took a sip from his cup, "The very first 'Destined', you could say... There were five of them. One of them was my daughter. At that time, the Real World and Digiworld were time synchronized. I was devastated when I found she was missing. But one day, I had gotten an e-mail. It was from her. Luckily, she had her computer with her, like you Izzy." He nodded to the boy, eyes connecting in that split second. "I wanted to help her, fighting the evil. I was able to access the program for the Digital World and created a persona whom we all know as 'Gennai'. I made it up as a digimon but didn't have the resources to add attributes to it. I could see the Digiworld vividly because of this."
"They were successful weren't they? In beating the evil I mean." Jyou asked in anticipation.
"Yes. After beating it, time went faster in the Digiworld. But another problem came up. Piedmon created the Darkdestined, picking digimon partners personally. He himself made himself a partner. I believe it was with the Keeper of Darkness. That suits him all right. Long before that time, I found out that my daughter and the others would constantly be sent to the Digiworld if any danger arose. I didn't want my daughter to get involved, so I decided to create the Digidestined. Have someone else take on the...burden. But my daughter...she wanted to go back. That was the last time I saw her in the Real World."
"What do you mean?..." Jyou was almost afraid to ask.
"A digimon that no one, not even Piedmon heard of appeared from the power of one of the Dark Crests. I would never forget her. Long black hair, scars covering almost her entire body. She was completely dressed in black, holding a giant weapon like her name...the angel of death, Scythemon."
"I remember hearing about her." Tentomon buzzed, taking a brake from his drink, "A Virus-type digimon. No other other information exists about her."
"That's because anyone who got to know her wound up dead. When she showed up, there were always one missing from the Darkdestined. Piedmon took a liking to her and unleashed her fury to the five children...only two survived..." He closed his eyes, as if replaying that fateful day, "She was eleven years old. She was cut into eleven pieces. I can still remember the image of her lying there. Her eye was wide open; the other was somewhere else on the field..."
Koushiro's eyes were wide open. A horrible way to die...
"All I have of her is this picture." He took out his wallet, and opened to the girl that lived to short. But an uncanny resemblance made Koushiro take a gasp. She had short, dark, reddish hair, a short height from the looks of it. She had ash black eyes and a laptop by her side. "If she was still alive, you two could have been twins." Gennai smiled at the teary-eyed boy. "Maybe that's why I took a liking to you. You are so much like her." Koushiro couldn't help but turn his cheek a faint crimson from the greatest compliment he had ever gotten.
"I didn't want this tragedy to occur again. That's why I stayed and guided all of you. To save my daughter through you, I guess."
"I...I don't know what to say..." Koushiro finally broke his silence.
"Remember the message from the disk I left." Gennai noved quickly to the present, not wanting to dwell in the past anymore, "Their Crests are the lives of their digimon. Destroy them, then the digimon will be no more. But the better thing to do would be to make their crests useless. Let them turn their attributes around." His eyes returned to the small boy, "I appreciate you coming here, but your friends need you. Don't worry about me. We still have e-mail don't we?" Koushiro smiled a little, but his mind raced with the tragic story. Looking into his friend's eyes, the pain of that day still plagued his heart.
Finishing their drinks, the four were ready to go. "Gennai?" The man turned to the small boy. "I came to make sure you were alive. That you didn't' die for nothing. To thank you for all that you've done...To know that I didn't fail you."
Gennai just stared at the boy, surprised a bit by his words, "I'll always be there to guide you Izzy. Like a father..." The childless father encouraged the parentless child.
Koushiro dropped a tear, and left with Jyou and the digimon. His mind was clear, but is heart was heavy. I'll make her pay for what she's done to you...
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"TERRA FORCE!" WarGreymon tackled the giant MachineDramon, slicing through the chords on his back. Digivolving once more, MetalSeaDramon and MetalEtamon preoccupied the giant Garudamon and Angewomon at the lake. Liliymon played Hide-and-Destroy with Puppetmon in the dense forest. With T.K. and Yamato set free, HolyAngemon and MetalGarurumon were reborn to take on VenomMyotismon. The Darkdestined didn't anticipate the attack and were severely damaged.
All we gotta do is wait for that angel to use his attack... Itami his in the shadows of the forest, waiting for the opportunity to summon his digimon.
"Midori~!" Asato screamed her name, missing since a Horn Buster striked the middle of the camp. He frantically searched for her, hoping that the blast didn't...
"Midori~!" Another boy was calling out her name. Yamato searched the grounds, leaving T.K. with Mimi and Hikari. He had to find her; the voice pleaded with him. Even his heart told him to search for her, feeling his soul depended on it. But who he came across was not the he wanted.
"You?!" Asato glared at the blonde, remembering how Midori had warmed up to him, "What did you do with her?..." His hands formed tight fists, ready for combat.
"Funny," Yamato smirked, "I was gonna ask you the same thing." He raised his fists, "I owe you one for that sucker punch."
With that, the two boys charged, both landing their fists in each other's faces. Asato wrapped his leg around Yamato's and tripped him backwards to the ground. He straddled upon the boy's stomach, and pummelled the blonde's face, "Who do you think you are, huh?! You have no right to take her away from me!" Yamato felt his eyebrow cut as blood trickled down his face. He grabbed the two flying fists by the wrists and pulled him down. With all his might, Yamato focused all his energy on to his upper body and he buttheaded Asato right in the forehead.
The boy fell down to his side, wincing from the pain. Yamato wasn't finished. He took Asato by the collar, "The only reason I'm not beating you to a pulp is because she cares about you..." Asato froze by the blonde's words, "Although I don't know why she would bother."
She does care?... "Did she tell you?" Asato questioned. He didn't understand why she would tell him of all people, why the enemy.
"Matt!" Yamato looked up to the source of the call. Taichi ran towards him, the scene of the battle of the digimon blazing behind him.
"Tai!" He let his attention slip to the wilder haired boy. Asato used the diversion to his advantage and flipped Yamato to his back.
Asato started to get up and run but a brilliant light blinded his way, along with Taichi and Yamato.
Up above, HolyAngemon unsheathed his shining sword, preparing for his grand attack. Itami emerged from his hiding, waiting for the angel to utter the words to his power. "GATE OF DESTINY!"
In one swift motion, the gateway to another world opened its golden doors. The opening created a vacuum, sending loose debris to the other side. Any attack that was made by the digimon was sucked into the black hole and smaller digimon grasped what ever they could to avoid being sucked in.
Itami took his chance; he removed his tag from around his neck and held it towards the gate, "Crest of Darkness! Bring my partner! Bring back the darkest of all digimon!" Pure black light released equally black lightning towards the gate. The negative energy flooded the symbols on the gate and infected it with a virus. Slowly the gate turned black, and the suction reversed its direction. The gate blew away its contents, including the attacks made by the digimon. Energy blasts scattered all around the field, both sides taking cover. But through the blasts, an all too familiar laugh echoed out of the doorway.
The laughter became louder, and closer until... "HA HA HAH! I'M BACK!!" Piedmon made a triumphant entrance, still regal as ever. Behind him, the gate disappeared into thin air. "It's so nice to be back." His red eyes surveyed the battle around him, "I see you all started the party without me." A stain of red near the lake caught his eye, "And the stage is set..."
"Piedmon!" Itami called for his digimon, "It's about time you showed up!" The dark clown floated down beside his human counterpart. He unsheathed one of his swords and handed it to Itami.
"You know what to do." Piedmon made a wicked smirk as the silver boy nodded. Piedmon then turned his attention to the Digidestined, "My my, we really must do something with pest control."
"Piedmon!" Asato ran towards the creator of the Darkdestined, "We've got a problem. Gabrielle is dead." He pointed to the body swimming in its own blood. Piedmon made no expression of remorse. Instead, he smiled at the sight. "What are you smiling about?..."
"AAARRGHH~!" A blood curtling scream seized all the humans' attentions. Alexander was the one to bellow in pain. Before he fell to the floor, a swift swing cleanly beheaded the falling boy. Mimi and Emilia were the ones to scream from the scene the loudest. All the digimon stopped their battles, taking in the murder. Itami led the bloody sword to his side, took the dead boy's crest, and crushed it under his foot. Another shrill echoed the last one; this one from the fading Metal Etamon.
"ITAMI!" Asato raged after him. He recognized the sword hanging from the boy's hand, "Piedmon! What is the meaning of this?!"
Piedmon let the smirk become a laugh, "Why, it's a sacrifice. You better watch your back Asato, or you'll be next."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" His fists tightened with every beat of his heart. Another scream rushed through his ears. Turning in the direction Dana had fallen by the blade of Itami. The sword cut through her arm and waist, splitting her into four parts. Pointing the sword down, he stabbed through her crest to her heart, and another wailing of pain from MetalSeaDramon silenced forever. The air was being polluted by the data of fading Viruses, and more were to join them. From afar, Itami held the image of an Angel of Death. What the hell is going on?! Asato couldn't believe the massacre occuring.
MachineDramon and Puppetmon took to Hamilton and Emilia's side to defend them from Itami's warpath. "A little help here Piedmon!" he called for his partner. Piedmon flew over to him, faced his ex-Dark Masters.
With two words, "CLOWN TRICK!!", the giant and the midget were thrown back halfway across the field. "TRUMP SWORD!" Two blades ripped through the two siblings chests, shattering their crests. MachineDramon and Puppetmon joined their human partners to the realm of Hades.
Itami cackled at the image, letting his guard down. His laugh was cut short by a blur of a hand crunching his face. He fell to the ground, dropping the sword behind to clench the pain of his cheek. Midori stood in front of him, her arm outstretched with a fist formed at the end, "YOU BASTARD!! How could you!" Her crest glowed the same blue like the time when she and Yamato were falling to their deaths from a cliff. She picked up the blood-drenched sword and pointed it to Itami's face, "...how could you..." She pulled back the sword, ready to charge with all her strength. Itami just smirked at the hateful expression on her face, which only fuelled her anger. She charged a step forward only to be held back Piedmon's massive grip. The sword fell to the ground, and wrapped his arms around the struggling girl. Asato, seeing her predicament, raced before Piedmon.
"I'm sorry my dear, but I need him alive." He leaned in closer to her ear, so only she could hear him, "And I need you alive as well, my love." The last remark bewildered Midori, the meaning of it unknown to her.
"METAL WOLF CLAW!!" The ice beam directly hit Piedmon on the back, losing his grip on his prize. Asato took the opportunity to grab Midori and call for his digimon. Yamato, riding on MetalGarurumon, kept the clown busy for the two to escape. The rest of the Digidestined's digimon all fired their attacks. The metal wolf took off at the last moment to evade his friends' attacks, knocking out the dark clown.
VenomMyotismon reverted to his Ultimate form and carried his partner and Midori in his arms. MetalGarurumon flew beside them on Yamato's orders, "Follow me you guys."
"You?!" Asato was equally disgusted as Myotismon, "Do you think I would trust a Digidestined?"
"You have no choice at the moment! You're whole group's been slaughtered and you two will be next!" Yamato didn't know why he was doing this, but the voice in his head kept telling him to be with the girl. That everything depended on her. He didn't know what it meant, but he had a liking to Midori, and owes her for his life.
"Asato...just go with him..." Midori muttered softly. Asato looked at her with a despondent face that spoke for his heart. He nodded slowly and ordered his digimon.
"Me trusting a Digidestined," Myotismon couldn't believe the moment, "...can it get any more disgusting..."
"Matt!" The blonde looked down to his friends below. Taichi called for a regrouping, "We'll meet beyond that ridge!" All the digimon held their respective partners and withdraw from the site.
Itami and Piedmon regained their stability on their feet, and watched the digimon disappear. "Aren't we gonna go after them?!" Itami demanded.
"Patients. We'll get our chance." And then, I will get her back. "Besides," he wiped his swords on a fallen Destined, and sheathed it back, "they'll will be doing the work for us." The manic clown's smile returned. Everything is as planned.
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Even I was surprised by how this turned up. I haven't really mentioned the other Digidestined that much cause they're not the main focus. So expect the cast to dwindle down to a few. A big THANK YOU for those who supported my fic(s) and I appreciate your readership. For those who just read this, READ THE REST!! I mean, isn't it confusing if you don't? (Even though it would still be confusing if you did.^_^)