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Fate--Chapter 13
Taichi was running out of ideas fast. He hadn't expected the Droglidite army to be ready and waiting for them when he along with Miyako, Daisuke, Koushiro, Yamato, Mimi, his sister and Nea left the base. But they had been and now here they all were, running away in desperation with no plan at all. And to make matters worse, the Ghoulinthian army was straight ahead of them and closing the gap fast.
From beside him, Nea murmured: "just a warning, when the Droglidite and Ghoulinthian armies come together they're going to try to destroy each other. I suggest we get out of the way."
Taichi gasped. She's right! He thought. They're going to kill each other…and kill us, too if we don't get out of here. Maybe if we just ran to one side…. Aloud, he shouted: "come on! This way! Quick!" as he diverted his direction toward one of the edges of the meadow that was lined with dense trees.
From the left the Droglidites were coming forward, from the right the Ghoulinthians. The trees were fifty yards away, then forty, thirty, twenty…. And quite suddenly they were out of the meadow and standing in the forest that lined it.
"Hikari, Yamato, Mimi, Daisuke, Koushiro, Miyako Taichi, get over here!" came a familiar voice.
"Ken?" Miyako wonderingly inquired.
"Yes! Hurry! You've got to get out of the Ghoulinthian's and Droglidite's sight!"
None of them needed to be told twice. In less than a minute all seven former Digidestined and Nea had found their friends.
"Hikari!" Takeru happily cried as he raced to her and hugged her. "I thought…oh, God, I thought you'd died!"
"You're all OK!" Daisuke rejoiced, too happy by the voiced fact to notice Takeru hugging Hikari. "We were so worried about all of you!"
"Who's that?" Iori demanded, directing a wary gaze at Nea.
"Oh, it's all right, she's on our side," Mimi answered. She along with Yamato and Koushiro quickly explained what they knew about Nea, Nea herself added bits of the story here and there.
When they had finished, Sora responded with: "glad to hear you're on our side, Nea."
Jyou sighed and said: "you know, I hate to be a downer, but we're not out of danger yet. If the Ghoulinthians and Droglidites are out there fighting there could be some serious problems."
"Unfortunately, that is correct," Koushiro answered. "Unless the fighting ends very quickly there's going to be extreme destruction. The meadow is going to be totally destroyed, and this forest with it I'm willing to bet."
"Then let's get out of here," Miyako suggested.
Nea shook her head and replied: "there's no way we could get far enough away. Our only hope is if this war ends quickly."
There was a moment of silence following this remark, then Hikari stated: "something's been bugging me for a while now. Where are the Digimon?"
"Good question," Yamato retorted. "Where are the Digimon?"
~*~
Braul smiled. This was it. The final battle between the Droglidites and the Ghoulinthians. He was ready. Adrenaline was pumping through his body and he was shaking with excitement. He could hardly wait for the battle to begin. And begin it would, in less than five minutes.
Victory would most certainly be theirs. There was no way the Droglidites would be able to compete with them.
From beside him, Corth said: "Braul, go into the forest. Now."
"But I want to fight, Father," he indignantly answered.
"Go. Now. No questions asked."
Braul set his jaw, but did as his father asked and left the meadow that would soon become a battlefield. It was the most embarrassing moment of his life.
~*~
Meanwhile, on
the other side of the Digital World an enormous black crystal begins to glow
faintly. The light is pulsating, weak
and fleeting. As the Ghoulinthians and
Droglidites draw closer to the battle a hairline crack appears on the surface
of the crystal….
~*~
Nea slipped away from the group of Digidestined's quietly and disappeared into the forest. There were parts of the story she had refrained from telling the children. Parts that if told, could mean the destruction of both worlds.
She had not included the fact that if Rothena and Corth died while she and her brother were still alive the balance between light and dark would be thrown terribly awry. So badly shaken the balance would be that it would mean both worlds would be plunged into everlasting darkness. That is…if she and her brother were still alive.
The pistol in inside pocket of her coat thumped against her leg with every step she took. It was loaded and very much capable of killing. And she was looking for Braul….
~*~
Rothena smiled. She and Corth were standing so close to each other their noses were practically touching. A hush had fallen over the meadow and a tenseness was in the air as the Ghoulinthians and Droglidites watched their respective leaders intently.
It seemed that moment in time would stay, frozen forever, neither side ever moving toward the other. A light wind kicked up and Rothena's long black hair brushed against Corth's arms. He almost felt guilty for wanting her to die. Because he knew that he still loved her. But then she spat in his face.
The spittle dripped down his left cheek and he wiped it away. Slowly, deliberately, he raised his hand and pointed toward the Droglidite forces. Rothena did the same, although she pointed at the Ghoulinthian forces.
There was a final instant of silence…and then all Hell broke loose….
~*~
The light was stronger now, the crack slightly larger. As the battle began the light became steadier and ever more brighter….